Transmigrating to the Ming Dynasty’s Imperial Examination

Cui Xie originally planned to throw Xie Ying down on the kang with this pounce. Who would have thought that his waist strength was so good, and he sat firmly in a daze, making him feel like he was throwing his arms. But just cast it, anyway, it's close, no one sees it anyway.

Xie Ying made him get upset with the phrase "Xie Qianhu", only to feel that he was rubbing desperately into his arms, but he didn't realize that he tried so hard to push himself down. After all, their physical strength is not on the same level. Cui Xie had no pressure to hit a scholar, but he was overwhelmed by the Jin Yiwei employee who had been practicing martial arts since childhood. After working hard for a long time, he could only sit on his lap and kiss him on the shoulder.

Xie Ying hugged Cui Xie and leaned on the pillow, pressing his waist with her backhand, almost rubbing him into her arms.

The two have only known each other for two years, and they have only been in frequent communication since more than half a year ago, but he seems to have been working on this person for half a lifetime. And Cui Xie's straightforward confession time and time again made him even more unable to control himself, and he wanted to spread out this personal affair and become a real couple with him.

He also turned a lot of unfair and lawless thoughts in his heart, but he dared not use it on Cui Xie.

Such a talented and intelligent reading seed now has a good reputation and an emperor who looks different... In the future, as long as he is admitted to the Jinshi, at least one attendant is stable, and he can't ruin his future for his own sake.

Xie Ying gradually calmed down and rubbed the back of Cui Xie's head and said, "I'm not jealous of you. It's a serious matter for you to marry a wife and have children. Tell me, I'll give you more details."

Cui Xie snorted twice: "I'm talking about business. I've blocked my aunt's place. She won't let me lead me casually. Don't worry. You haven't married yourself. What are you urging me to do every day? "While he was afraid to provoke him to break up and get married, he quickly explained: "I didn't mean that. I mean we both settled down. When we grow old, can we support the elderly together..."

It’s enough to have an object, don’t you have family to take care of without children? Besides, the adoption of children and righteous children in the Ming Dynasty is just a matter of formalities. If you want to raise a boy or a girl or a girl, you can go to the nursing home and bring a football team back. It is not as troublesome as modern adoption procedures.

Xie Ying smiled lightly, stroked the back of his neck and said: "Stupid boy, you will guard a man for a lifetime, don't you want to hug your sweet wife and young children? My family is a hereditary Jinyiwei Qianhu, and this military position is reserved for A cousin, so he never got married. How did you get the idea of ​​a good person?"

He never talked about his family affairs. Cui Xie only knew that he was a 24K pure bachelor, but he didn't expect that he didn't get married because of his high-sightedness, and there were other reasons behind it-yes, there is a nephew that saves the old age Go through the adoption procedures, as long as you don't have a wife or concubine.

Cui Xie didn’t want to inquire about other people’s privacy. He only said, “I have two younger brothers, so don’t I have to have a nephew in the future? If I get a jinshi and become an official, they can still ignore me? Or ask them to give me one. It’s okay for a child to be an adopted child. Isn’t the senior **** just the adopted Gaobai family as the adopted child?"

How can it be compared to the one born by myself...

Xie Ying was going to persuade him, the words whirled on the tip of his tongue, but he was reluctant, and sat next to him for a while, only saying: "If you really want your nephew to inherit the heir one day, you can never choose the son of Xu's son."

Cui Xie said plainly: "I know, that kid is really incomprehensible..." At this time, Xie Ying, the bear child, couldn't understand it. He shook his head and said, "He has bad character. , I don’t want to get involved with him too much."

Xie Ying nodded: "He has a mother like that, so his character must be bad. And his mother has called Shuntian Mansion to break his righteousness. The identity of this motherless son is better than that of a concubine. It is not as good as a serious concubine. , You can deal with this paragraph, and find a college to stuff him over, pick him up in a year or a half, and send it back to his hometown as long as the family is divided."

The two of them stayed peacefully and crooked all night, until it was dark, Xie Ying picked him a fox fur cloak, wrapped it up and down tightly, and sent him home.

That kidney didn’t make up for nothing. Cui Xie’s body was very good for a few days afterwards. He stayed up all night for a few days to draw background pictures, and write instructions for making props and props... a thick copy will be made by mid-October. The stage layout manual was sent to Gao Baihu.

Gao Su learned the lesson this time and gave the book to his adoptive father. He didn't dare to show it outside by himself. No matter what the content is, Mr. Gao looked at the thick book of pictures, with words and pictures, he smiled satisfied first: "Ms. Cui is really a sincere person. Our family thought he could give some ideas. That’s not bad. He actually asked someone to get such a booklet, which shows that he has taken pains.

Looking at the effect of Cui Xie’s writing, their uncle and nephew felt dizzy and eager, and immediately hired a painter to imitate the big background, asking someone to be a human blower, a cloud cart, a fake crane, a fake flower tree, a person named Zhonggusi Try to line up in secret.

The New Year will be in less than two months, busy at the palace and busy outside the palace.

The fleet sent by Cui Xie's three shops was finally transferred back from Fujian, and the ship brought back a dozen craftsmen who were willing to sign long-term contracts. These people are all familiar with the bookstores for many years, and they drag their families and mouths. The cost of living in Jingli is high. Cui Xie asked the team leader Fang to send people to Qian'an and transfer the old people there to Jingli. .

As a result, the Ju'anzhai in Beijing became the main store, and the printing department moved here. The Qian'an family only left four old people to bring newcomers and became a training center for individual talents.

The silk and satin shop also took the courage to buy two ships of various colors of silk, velvet, yarn, thread, raw and cooked fine silk, large silk, hang silk... Peace of mind took advantage of the New Year to make a lot of money.

Cui Xie looked at the silk and satin accounts they came in, and suddenly remembered that the emperor was about to be replaced in 23 years, and Concubine Wan Gui did not know whether it was about to die at the end of 22 or 23, so he deliberately said: "What? Are these expensive materials? Our shop is not the kind of big shop. The buyers are mostly neighbourhoods. You have to ask people to come in and buy whatever you want. When you go out next year, don’t just buy silk, but also prepare some Ordinary materials, even white linen, don’t just pick expensive ones."

Although Cui Jinzhi has suddenly widened these days, he did not rely on his own ability, but on Cui Xie's design for others. How dare to talk more in front of him? He hurriedly bowed and said, "What the son said is that the neighbourhoods we usually come and go with are our foundation. Next year, we will ask them to pick up plain, daily-use materials to buy."

Anyway, it will only be twenty-one years in Chenghua next year, and there are still two years left in between. Cui Xie didn't urge him. He only reminded him of "beginning to make a quarterly work plan next year" and sent a bitter-faced shopkeeper.

When he arrived at the rouge shop, Cui Ting came to him for a long time and said in a low voice: "The unconvincing guys in the shop didn't find the purple jasmine the son asked for. They only brought the white jasmine from the south. Row grass, hosta, rose... several kinds of potted flowers and flower seeds for fragrant flowers. The little one found two gardeners who had worked in a certain servant’s mansion, and the little one wanted to plant flowers, so the little one would bring them up; if so If you don’t need these vulgar flowers, the little one tells them to go back."

Sure enough, there is no Mirabilis... Then you have to wait for the Europeans to bring the flowers from America.

Cui Xie shook his head and sighed, "Fine, if you don’t have it, then they’re doing their best. Now it’s not when it’s time to plant flowers. You and Brother Xiao Liang will make a greenhouse to grow the flowers first, and I will call you the next spring. Ten acres of flower fields, you make a plan to show me."

Since you can't make makeup powder, just do floral water and make-up honestly. Fortunately, other things are sold. A dozen bottles of steamed flower water just matured were sold out, only not enough to sell. Eye ointment is popular in Guozijian, and there are clam powder coated. The blended white lower eyeliner makes the eyes big and bright, and I don't know who to show it to.

Gentlemen can't see it anyway, and don't care about them.

The two Zhuangzi repaired the waterwheel before the river was frozen, and now it is slack in winter to harvest the alkaline soil from the saline-alkali land of the deserted beach, and filter it heavily to make white alkali lump. Some of these base blocks are made into pancreas with pig pancreas and spices, and some are made into auspicious shapes like peach blossoms, bats, and fans with carved molds and sold directly at a small stall outside the store.

It costs a penny for a catty of soil alkali to be sold out. They filter the alkali into white and white, and print it into quadruples. It costs six cents a dollar. The good copper coins on Liuwen are worth more than a cent of silver. In this way, you can make three times the net profit by selling a catty of alkali blocks. Even eyeliner is not as ruthless as it is.

But the alkali is a cheap thing, and the expensive money is nothing to the people of Beijing.

Ordinary earth soda is gray, red, gray and red. Soaking in water can sink a lot of impurities. These finely filtered white soda noodles do not have this problem. You can cook porridge, noodles, and wash clothes with just a little bit. No need to sift out impurities in the water by yourself. Those big cooks, or delicate and clean women, are willing to spend more money on this white and beautiful soda noodles.

Because of this alkaline noodles, the Cui family gained another income a year ago. Cui Xie thought that the extra money would not allow Cui Langzhong to marry him. With a wave of his hand, he built a kiln on Zhuangzi for Brother Xiaoliang, and asked him to burn the pencil lead, and let Mr. Lu hold Shiji. Poor students.

Upon hearing this, Lu Juren specially gave He Ge and Cui Qi a day off, and invited several He Xiang eunuchs who were interested in promoting this thing to the pencil kiln for inspection.

The kiln was built high and wide. There was also a workshop for making pen holders beside the kiln. Brother Xiao Liang brought kiln and pole-making craftsmen to work in it, with a pen core pinned to one's ear to record work at any time. Good to go back and write a report.

Seeing that the craftsmen can take a pen to record the progress of the work at any time, the students of the jurors and fellow students can’t help but praise: “Xiangshi has this pen for everyone, and you can write down the witty words at hand. Good verse?"

This pen can be used to write, and it will not be like when writing brush characters in the past, when pouring water and rubbing ink, you will forget the clever sentence you just thought of.

Several talented scholars were excited and wrote graphite fu and graphite poems on the spot, some of them were literary, some were magnificent and powerful, and some were full of concerns about the country and the people. Even though they were in this remote rural area, facing the flourishing kiln, they couldn't even eat the wine. They seemed to be holding a poem meeting among the clear mountains and clear waters. They were so beautiful that they gathered a graphite pen on the same day. Of poems.

Lu Juren himself is also very ambitious, and he wrote a few decent articles and poems during the New Year with peace of mind, and described the benefits of this pencil-at least to impress the patriarchs of these counties in Gyeonggi, asking them to help promote them in social studies. pencil.

As soon as he got busy, he let Cui Xie off lightly, leaving no homework for a year. Cui Xie had great respect for his efforts to promote education, so he didn't bother him with this little thing about himself, and went bustling until the end of the year.

After entering the new year, even Lu Juren stopped mentioning his studies. Starting from New Year's Eve, he went to pay New Year's greetings and rushed outside with his fellow villagers and fellows in the same year. As for the Cui family who took root in the local area, they had to prepare to worship their ancestors. Although Cui Xie's ancestral tomb was in the countryside, the ancestral hall had been moved to Beijing early, so he did not need to return to his hometown to worship his ancestors, so he opened the ancestral hall in the last courtyard of the family.

By this day, all the males in the family were going to the ancestral hall, and even Cui Heng, who had been doing questions in the house for months, was released.

This time he also knew his status in his heart. Although he could not hide the gloomy air on his face, he could at least pretend to be honest. When he saw Cui Xie, he smiled and said hello, rushing to say that he was ignorant and tired a few days ago. Brother bothered for him.

When Cui Xie saw him, he remembered that Xie Ying had said that his mother was sentenced to justice, and now she is no longer an aunt. Suddenly she remembered that Cui Chanyi had not opened the ancestral hall before he left, and I wonder if Xu's name was crossed out. If not, he will have the identity of the eldest son of the eldest son of this generation when he opens the ancestral hall to worship his ancestors, and will change the family tree for his grandfather.

He thought about it, but didn’t answer for a while, Cui Heng asked, “Is my brother still unable to forgive me? I concentrate on doing the papers of "Da Gu" and "Daming Law" these days, and even memorized "Zhou Li", really Understand the rules of etiquette and laws, and know that I am at fault with my mother and birth mother. I sincerely apologize. Please forgive me and let me come out."

He was kept in the hut for so long, all day long doing questions and endorsements, and he was going crazy. As long as he is allowed to go out, let alone apologize to Cui Xie, he will admit it even if he kneels down!

Cui Heng was determined to be humiliated by his hips, but he didn't want his brother to agree happily: "Since you know that you are wrong, then I will give you a chance to change it. You are allowed to come out for dinner these days during the New Year's Day. After the holiday, You still read to Mr. Lu in the morning."

"Then when can I go out..." he asked hurriedly, but seeing Cui Xie's expression faintly, he shook his head at him: "Didn't I tell you? When will I learn Sanli? When will I go out again."

After that, he was asked to lead him to follow behind him, and then turned into the ancestral hall.

Cui Jiazu moved from the south, and his genealogy was lost during the migration process. It was written by Gaozu from memory after he arrived in Beizhili. There were only seven generations before and after the generation of Cui Xie.

Because the genealogy is so short, it is not booked, it is only written on a large piece of paper, hanging in front of the case. As soon as Cui Xie entered the door, he saw Cui Que's name written with the names of the two wives. The word "Cui Xie" was added under the ex-wife Liu, and the second wife Xu's name had been remarked with very thick pen and ink. vertical. The ink was dripping, and the word "Cui Heng" underneath was smeared. If I didn't look closely, it seemed to have been crossed out.

It seems that he was thinking too softly about Cui Senyi. I am afraid that before Shuntian Mansion had broken their marriage, Master Cui had already opened the ancestral hall and crossed out Xu's name.

Cui Heng saw the ink on the family tree behind him. He looked at the black ink on his name. Without the name of his mother, he was inferior to a concubine's brother and two sisters, as if he were an adulterous child.

Originally, he had always believed that he was a prostitute, even if his mother was divorced, he was a prostitute when he was born, and he still felt that his identity was not bad. Only then did he really realize what Xu's separation meant to him, grinned, and suddenly squatted on the ground and cried.