Transmigrating to the Ming Dynasty’s Imperial Examination

Choi Xie's appointment as the prince's companion test is also considered a major event for the glory of the family. He went to ask Anshi to talk about it. The two elders of the Cui family almost asked someone to open an ancestral hall to worship their ancestors, and then they greeted them for dinner. They had to arrange a water table at the door of the house and asked people to take Cui Senyi's posts and send them to the homes of people he knew well. Pass one.

Several younger brothers and sisters are also with You Rongyan--Although Cui Heng is not as good as his eldest brother, he can think that he is the first to do that kind of paper, which is equivalent to trying it for the prince. He is also a little proud and secretly happy. I don't hate Cui Xie that much anymore.

The family members are naturally happy, and Ms. Zhang will immediately go out to spread the word, ask people to prepare a banquet and prepare a celebration.

Cui Xie stood up and took hold of Zhang's mother who was spreading the letter, and said solemnly: "Our master was moved to Yunnan because of the evil two elders. Those officials shunned it for fear. Now it's just for a little thing. Sending invitations everywhere, are you afraid that people won't remember these old things in our family?"

Mother Zhang hesitated to leave and looked back at the old lady.

The old lady didn't understand these official affairs. She looked at Cui Xie and asked, "This is a big event that took Tianen. Can't you really treat me?"

Cui Xie smiled: "If I became a bachelor of attendance, we wouldn't be overly pleased, but now I can only do some papers produced by the Hanlin. If I show off, it will be frivolous. Exam, I have to review my homework this month, and I can’t spare time to prepare for the banquet."

The old lady sighed and said, "That's all right... It's not too much for our family to have a banquet on their own, right?"

Cui Xie had pressed them before, but at this time he relaxed a step and said with a smile: "I remember that the ninth day of next month will be my grandfather's birthday. By that time, I will also finish the examination, so I just invited a friend to celebrate my grandfather's birthday. You can invite any old relatives in your family, and don’t mention anything to accompany the prince in the exam, just because the family is lively and lively..."

Sister Yun asked, "Then can I invite some sisters who know me well?"

Cui Xie said happily: "You can invite anyone you want, and if you have friends with your brother, please come. We also have several yards in our house, so you can let your friends play together."

Cui Heng stood up, and shouted with the voice of a male duck characteristic of a young boy in the changing voice: "I also have someone to ask—"

Cui Xie glanced at him and said lightly: "Have you learned the "Three Ceremonies" by heart? These days you are allowed to go out to please peace and study. You don't think you have to stop footing, do you? I'll bring homework when I come back today. When you come back, you first write an essay using Zhou Li to explain'there is a Tao in the world, then rites and music come from the emperor'. The words and phrases in the text should all come from the three rites, starting with 500 words, and turn to Mr. Lu."

Cui Heng asked anxiously and angrily: "Why can I not do it, they can please? You just bullied me--"

Cui Xie pressed him back with one hand, squinted his eyes and said, "I can pass the exam for a scholar by virtue of my ability, read the Imperial College, and accompany the prince to do the papers, so I can naturally take care of you. Come back? Even though the county and government examinations have passed this year, I can help you ask for a place for Confucian scholars. You go for the Taoist examination-as long as you pass the examination, I won't care about you in the future!"

He stared at Cui Heng and asked in a more serious tone, "Dare you take the exam?"

Cui Heng's straight neck suddenly bends. He also wanted to be tough with his brother, but his stomach was out of stock. When he thought of entering the examination room, his legs were soft. Where would he dare to answer?

His grandma felt sorry for her grandson, and she persuaded him: "Brother Xie, don't be too strict. Brother Heng is not smarter than you. If you start school two years late, you should start two years later."

Cui Xie said with a sullen face: "I started to learn about studying when he was his age, and now I feel too late. He is not as good as I was at that time, and I don't know how to catch up with him. Where can I get fame in the future, Guangzong Yaozu? I heard from Mr. Lu that He also knew that he was making progress. In the future, if this young man also enters school, he is still afraid to leave. How can he be this elder brother?"

Anyway, the emperor summoned him and affirmed that his brother's teaching methods are reasonable, and no matter how strict he controls him, as long as he gives a reason for "good for him", no one can criticize him.

Cui Heng himself is a dude who doesn't know what is good or bad, what good people can he recognize? On the day of the small banquet at home, the family members of other people were invited to come, and such people cannot invite the family.

The old lady couldn't screw him up, so she had to persuade her second grandson: "The days will be long. You are good at school, so you can fix all the problems you used to. If your brother sees you really know that you have learned well, naturally you will be ignored."

Cui Heng lowered his head and mumbled: "I also make friends with good men from officials and officials. I usually only go out for drinks, cockfights, and theatre..."

He reads too many questions these days, and remembers what he used to do outside with his friends. He also knows that it is not a good thing. The more he speaks, the lower his voice, and he goes back to his room to do the questions.

Now his brother is giving him shorter and shorter questions, but he is more and more strict. He is still pinching his watch during the exam, telling him to sit on his seat for two hours. Even if you want to solve a hand, you have to greet the subordinates in the prison first and get a sign that says "Respect and Respect."

——Said to simulate the atmosphere of the examination room for him, or to toss him with tricks!

While Cui Heng was working on a question that he didn't know where to start, he angrily slandered his brother. But I don't know that this mock test is not aimed at him, but the study habit of the vast majority of modern students, which is deeply rooted in the bones of the students.

If you don't have a model, two models, three models before the test, can you have a good heart when you enter the field?

While the family happily prepared the birthday banquet, Cui Xie also conscientiously shut down at home to prepare for the exam. Assistant Professor Xie pulled out Chen Tixue's collection of essays for him and told him to go back and try to figure it out. He also left one or two topics for him every day, and he could return it the next day, every day.

Assistant Professor Xie couldn't help but sigh: "It's just a scientific examination, where can I use it so hard? Your article is also considered the forefront in Chinese Studies, and it will definitely pass the test."

He left those questions, and he didn't say that he must hand them in every day. Young people only know how to read and read books, but don’t know how to cherish their bodies.

He wanted to persuade Cui Xie, but he looked at the red and white face that was more energetic than the gentlemen, and felt that persuading him was unnecessary, so he shook his head and said, "No, I won't give you this two days. That's the question. Clear your mind and prepare to do the papers. The "University" exam papers from the Hanyuan University can be delivered in a couple of days. You have to wait for the exam."

Cui Xie got used to it these past two days, and suddenly heard that the teacher didn't give a question, but there was still some emptiness in his heart. When he returned to the school, he took Chen Tixue's collection of essays and looked at it over and over.

Seeing him look uneasy, Zhang Luan couldn't help knocking on his table: "It's rare to see you like this, why, don't you endorse? Could it be that I was so happy to be a test companion?"

Cui Xie regained his senses, and said with a smile: "How can this happen, the younger brother is worried. There will be a monthly exam for Chinese Studies at the end of this month, and a scientific exam at the beginning of next month. I am afraid that I may not learn enough."

While talking about this, he suddenly remembered that Sister Yun had a good relationship with Zhang Zhaichang's daughter, and perhaps grandma would invite Miss Zhang home as a guest on her birthday. If he didn't mention this to the chief, he might hear about it from his daughter in the future, and he might feel uncomfortable in his heart, so I might as well take this opportunity to invite him to visit him.

Although he wanted to invite Xie Qianhu to the house alone, their yard was shallow and narrow, and the steamed flower water even smelled sweet to the neighbors. There was basically no privacy at all, and there was nothing to do if they were invited home. Simply invited Zhang Zhaichang together, there are more people, after crossing the clear road, they will come and go often...

With such a thought, he got up and arched his hands, and asked, "The ninth day of the next month is the birthday of the ancestor. I am about to invite the chief executive to have a glass of water and wine at home. I wonder if the chief executive would like to enjoy it?"

Zhang Zhaichang was a little surprised, but he immediately agreed, and asked like a joke: "Should I be invited alone, or should I take my family to the banquet?"

Cui Xie said, "My sister-in-law has a good relationship with Ling Ai, and I am afraid that they will have to pass the post to Ling Ai. We don't care about their youngest daughter. It is an honor for the younger brother if Zhai Chang is willing to bring his wife and two wise nephews."

Zhang Zhai listened to his words "little brother" and "wise nephew", and raised his seniority, his eyes were slightly dim, but he quickly raised the corners of his mouth and said with a smile: "Brother Yu is not willing to invite the virtuous brother? The two bad guys are naughty, and you will have to take care of you."

Cui Xie smiled and said: "I have seen both sons. They are both smart, handsome, prudent and courteous. Zhai Chang is looking forward to becoming a dragon, and his expectations are too high."

After Zhang Zhaichang was invited, he invited several classmates from Gongsheng. Anyway, these people don't plan to take the Grade A exam. They can only become turbulent officials in the future. They will not be allergic to Jin Yiwei like Qingliu. If Xie Qianhu is willing to come, they can get along with these classmates for a day.

The remaining question is whether Xie Qianhu is willing to come.

He didn't have to do his homework when he got home, so he picked up a pen to write falsely on Zhang Hongpi's post. After writing for a long time, he didn't write it down.

What if he refuses to come because there are too many people in Guoxue? What if he doesn't want to expose his relationship with him?

Cui Xie grinds his teeth, simply puts down his pen, and slaps the table hard-he will go to his house during the vacation at the beginning of the month and ask in person to avoid waiting for a reply in fear! Moreover, it is much easier to say "not coming" in the letter lightly than to refuse in person. Tell him in person that if he doesn't come, he can still grind.

He was full of ambitions, and instead slept later at night than when he was going to take the mock test. He went to the Chinese Academy of Chinese Studies with two dark circles in the sky. After the endorsement in the morning, everyone went back to the classroom to review. He and eight other young scholars were called and left behind and waited for the exam in Yilun Hall.

He deliberately looked at the few left. Fei Hongjieyuan sat there for granted. The young man with lofty ambitions and wanted to study in the palace was also admitted, but three of the other six were from the beginning. Select the judges of the first beauty in the Three Kingdoms.

Although their schools are different, the friendship between them when they held the beauty election together and was blocked by the assistant teacher behind the screen is still there. When they meet each other and smile, they seem to be back that night.

Lin Jiancheng looked at their eyebrows and lawsuits, coughed a light cough, knocked on the table with the papers sent by the Hanyuan, and said solemnly: "Today this is also considered an exam, and the rules are better than scientific examinations: it is forbidden to look around. It is forbidden to whisper, sit up at will, ask the examiner to agree to enter and exit, otherwise it will be regarded as cheating, and no reference will be allowed in the future!"

The candidates were all honest immediately, and bowed their heads to agree.

Seeing that they were settled down, Jiancheng Lin followed the usual rules in the examination room, Ming Xue was walking around in front of the hall holding the copy board with the question, and asked the students to copy below.

But this paper is no better than the usual examination paper, the questions are long and free, and there are confusing options, and it is troublesome to copy. The questions on the board were copied tightly, and the blanks were not large enough to make it easy to see the strings at a glance. The first time students took this kind of question, there were many things they were not used to. Some of them missed spaces when they copied them, and some habitually changed their deliberately wrong places into correct writing, and there were many mistakes and omissions.

Lin Jiancheng was dazzled by the questions, and he felt that copying the questions like this would easily cause problems. After collecting the papers, he looked at the untidy rolls, shook his head and sighed: "Today I took too long to copy the questions, and there are too many mistakes. If you leave it on weekdays, it should be considered that you have done all the questions! This time, the prince wants to see it, and I will spare you once and allow you to modify it. There will be no such thing next time!"

The cheeks of those who copied the wrong questions were reddened, and the eyes that didn't copy the wrong questions were dizzy. They all wrote too tightly on the secret question board and looked confused.

Lin Jiancheng took the paper and went out, Cui Xie caught up with him from behind, and said on his own initiative: "The student's home has a large half-walled board, and a graphite pen that is easy to write large characters and can be scrubbed. I will go to the prison another day. When you are in surveillance, you can write the title on the board and hang it on the wall in front of the hall. It is more convenient for students to copy."

Lin Jiancheng has never heard of "graphite pen", but knows that he usually uses a hard-core pen when taking notes. He frowned and asked: "Just your hardwood pen?"

Cui Xie replied: "Students usually use thin cores, and they also have thicker and softer pen cores, which can be wrapped in paper to write on the whiteboard. Has Master Lin ever been to Ju'anzhai? My home Mr. Lu is there. Teach people to use graphite pens."

Lin Jiancheng recalled the Lu Juren he saw when he bought "Three Kingdoms" last month, and sighed: "He is your husband? I saw him standing outside the study room with a stall, and he was a seller. , Seeing that he dared to dress up, almost didn't call the academic officer to take care of him!"

Ok……

Cui Xie didn't know whether he should praise Lin Jiancheng's professionalism first or be fortunate that Mr. Lu had escaped. In this case, he could only smile.

He tried to explain: "The stuff on the stall was not for sale. It was the graphite refills burned by my house. They were given away for free. Mr. Lu really felt sorry for the poor scholars and boys who had no money to study, so he did not hesitate to promote it. This thing."

He talked about the money-saving and trouble-saving benefits of pencils, and also talked about Lu Juren’s ambitions. Only then did Lin Jiancheng understand Lu Boshan’s true meaning and exclaimed: “It’s strange that a man is guarding the stall all day long. He is also a big man. Ambitious person. Originally, I thought he was a mediocre ruthless scholar, which delayed you. It seems that he is just a little poorer in teaching and his character is not good. No wonder he can teach you like this."

Cui Xie quickly took out Lu Juren's responsibility, only saying that he hadn't learned anything in his early years, and it was not because he taught poorly. He said very grandiosely: "That graphite pen is indeed usable, and I will find out when I bring it to the supervisor tomorrow."

The Cui family always keeps a white board and refills. The kitchen uses it to write dishes every day. The family also uses it to keep notes and reminders. Mr. Lu has a bunch of boards ready to give away. When Cui Xie went home, he packed up a pack of thick pen refills, **** a few large boards, and carried them to the Guoxue.

Lin Jiancheng didn't expect him to be so resolute. In the morning, he carried a stack of white-painted boards into Biyong, and quickly told him to put it down, and blamed: "Why did you come in with these things by yourself? Husband? Or just hire a few Lifu to help you move in. You are about to take a scientific examination, so you don’t know how to cherish your arms!"

Cui Xie shook his wrist and said with a smile: "Students are martial arts practitioners. It's not a problem to carry individuals in. These few elm boards are nothing."

He stood the board against the wall, took out the lead core and wrote a big "test" on it. The handwriting was deep and thick, and the writing was fast and smooth. Lin Jiancheng watched him write a few words, and felt that although the writing was not as good as the writing brush and ink, but there were some writing skills, he took it and tried writing two characters.

He was not so comfortable with this short round chalk refill, and the writing was dry and thin, not correct, and he couldn't help but shook his head with a smile: "If such characters are hung up, don't you make students laugh? It's dead. Although this thing is good, it doesn't need to be used right away. I have to go back and practice. But this paper is really not suitable for copying on the usual board. Next time, they will send the roll paper. I will get the list paper and the big pen first. Make a copy and post it on the wall for you to copy it."

Cui Xie said: "Jian Cheng don't have to bother, students are willing to be the ones who copy this question." Anyway, he has done too many juvenile blackboard newspapers and copying a paper is not a concern.

Lin Jiancheng shook his head and smiled: "Where did the exam questions ask you to copy it? You don't need to worry about it. I will leave to practice. If it is really available, I will return to Jijiu Shangjochen."