Transmigrating to the Ming Dynasty’s Imperial Examination

After studying politics, grandpa Cui's birthday is in sight.

Cui's family was busy preparing birthday banquets, setting up a stage, and setting up a stove in a small courtyard, and invited a cook from a good hotel in Chengguan to do the noodles. The people called Jin Yiwei and went to the door once, and the master called to the border, and they all lived with their tails in their hands for a year. Now that the young master is promising, they are finally out of the shadows, and they all worked hard like chicken blood, preparing for the birthday banquet, which is actually a wedding banquet to celebrate their eldest son climbing the prince.

Cui Xie, sister Yun, and brother each invited close relatives and friends, and sent a few non-response posts to their hometown. Because Cui Senyi is not at home, there is no official person in his family who can communicate with his former colleagues, so they have not given posts to those people. But I also invited the neighbors and asked them to come over for a wedding if they have time.

Although those neighbors do not get along well with their families, most of the people living in this row are low-level officials, and several of them are serving in the ministry. Cui Senyi was sent to Yunnan because of the evil two chief assistants. No matter how good his son is, he also worked in the Imperial College. Others only know that he has such an old man, and they dare not get too close to them.

Taking care of the neighbor’s love for many years, they also sent family members, wives and children to come to greet and give gifts, but the family members refused to come to celebrate.

Cui Xie had known this situation a long time ago, and all those who came to give gifts were asked to register with their family members, waiting for the return in the coming years.

Although there were few guests, he took a day off from Xueli to host the birthday banquet at home. After all, in the Cui family, now he is the only male supporting the scene. If he is not there, the old, weak, and Confucian women will not be able to entertain guests.

Since he had serious things to do when he asked for leave this time, and the rules in Guoxue were no longer stricter than in his earlier years, Lin Jiancheng also opened his eyes and approved his leave.

On the ninth day of the ninth day of the ninth day, the Cui family changed their clothes, and the courtyard hung a red robe, pretending to be like a new year. Early in the morning, the treasurer of Ji led the theater troupe to come home to prepare.

This group is one of their popular Three Kingdoms class, the Fushou class that sings Diao Chan. Their family can not only sing the full version of "Jin Yun Tang Secret Series", they can also sing "Guan Da Wang Yue Xia Zhan Diao Chan". There is a Zheng Mo sing Guan Gong in the class who sings very well. He looks tall and sturdy and has a righteous spirit. Although he may not be comparable to the teacher Lu Shuming in the old three countries, he is also widely praised by the people of the capital.

Cui Xie only said that martial arts are lively, and all young and old love to watch them. Those beauties are not good for neighbors and children to watch, so they ordered their home to sing "The King Guan Goes Alone to the Single Sword Party."

The Fushou squad only saw the shopkeeper, so they didn’t argue about what they wanted to sing, and didn’t decide how much money they would pay. They bubblingly pushed the invitations of several wealthy families, and sang for the Cui family, hoping that his family could make something new for themselves Makeup, stage effects.

It’s a pity that Cui Xie has always been busy with exams and couldn’t figure out what special effects he wanted to design. He only threw the stage layout guide written to Gao Su to the shopkeeper, asking him to teach the troupe to arrange a few human blowers and The lighting board does the effect.

Boss Xue, who runs the theater, listened to the instructions of the treasurer, and he practiced for several days on the open-air stage to light up and blow the air. Everyone's clothes fluttered, like a fairy. When I went to the Cui’s house for an audition, I also asked Cui Xie with a smile: "These children are practicing at home, their skills are not good, and they are afraid to make the guests laugh. The son is a scholar, and he is very knowledgeable. See what shortcomings we have, and then teach us to practice better?"

Cui Xie looked at the face on the stage that was almost obscured by the reflection of the lighting board, and shook his head and smiled: "It is easy to make his makeup look too light with such lighting, so how can he make his eyebrows and eyes heavier? Slanting upwards, the eyes are drawn like long thin phoenix eyes to look good."

He turned his head and glanced at the young man next to him: "You go to Jinrongtang, let them bring some rouge powder and eyeliner, and help Boss Xue put them on makeup."

The dancers in the theatrical troupe had already put on eye makeup, and they understood what he meant. They stepped forward to help Zhengmo trim his eyebrows, drew long eyeliner, and filled the corners of the eyes with loose powder to make them into flying eyebrows. Eichhornia, squinted slightly, very majestic.

The troupe boss pushed others to sing for his house, in order to get some benefits, holding him up and saying: "The son is really a romantic figure who knows how to play! No one else can make this!"

Cui Xie shook his head slightly: "I haven't seen any scenes, but occasionally I have been to the Guanwang Temple. The sculptures of King Guan that hang inside are all slender phoenix eyes, so looking at your appearance, you don’t feel like it. ."

Boss Xue hurriedly said with a smile: "It's a small mistake. In fact, the small ones should have thought of asking them to change their makeup, but now Jinglixing is watching beauty dramas and fairy dramas. Which one is willing to watch serious martial arts? Besides, these people are all. Hard-working, self-reliant, don't like to play that fancy..."

I thought that all those who sang the Three Kingdoms had to listen to "Three Wars Lu Bu", "Burning Bowangtun", "Single Sword Society", "Flying Knives and Arrows", but now they all listen to Ju'anzhai Wumei Opera or Journey to the West. It is the fairy air of love, the beauty of the real beauty and the beauty of the painting. No one has watched these fighting scenes with years of hard work.

It's only Cui Jiansheng who does martial arts in order to honor the elderly and not catch up with fashion.

Seeing the changes in the theater scene, he couldn't help but give birth to a bit of hatred of the vicissitudes of life, coughing and sighing in the audience. Cui Xie turned around, but also secretly sighed: It is too troublesome to teach people how to set and make-up for such a family! When he was admitted to the Jinshi, he produced a set of "stage setting tutorial", "lighting design tutorial", "drama makeup", "exquisite drama case"...

Just these days in order to write papers for the prince, he also got a familiar face in front of the wine. In the future, if he really wants to write this set of teaching materials for stage decoration, maybe he can ask Jijiu to write a preface and mention his identity.

He confessed the stage to the treasurer Ji and Cui Qi and they stared at it, and he himself went into the second old hall to watch the layout of the banquet. For example, in spring today, when the wind was a little bit cold and hard, he asked someone to wrap up a paper gallery outside the hall, with a paper pavilion protruding from the middle. The doors were open on both sides to keep warm and windproof, so there was no need to worry about the old lady at the banquet. Upset.

There have been five eight immortal tables in the hall, and the banquet menu is written on the sign of the tea room. It uses 12 dishes of six dim sum and six dim sum specifications: except for the lamb, sausage, chicken, and goose that are often eaten in Beijing. For the meat, he also added the exquisite southern products like dried ginseng and shark's fin that Mr. Fang brought from Fujian; the wine is steamed sorghum wine from the Xie family, which is more fragrant and sweet than ordinary rice-wheat shochu.

There are few people on the male guest side, and lunch is almost exclusively for their own family. Cui Xie personally served the old lady with the meal, so the steward and the shopkeepers also opened a table below.

There were more people on the female guest side, and they made up three tables with fruit wine. Mr. Song helped the old lady entertain the neighbour’s wife. Sister Yun greeted the little sisters by herself, and invited two women to tell stories and sang a few sets of birthday tunes.

Although there are fewer guests, it is still lively, making it look like a longevity.

In the afternoon, the theatrical troupe began to sing in line, and the sound of silk pipes passed into the hall through the paper pavilion and the closed windows, revealing a lingering and distinctive voice.

This is a bustle that the Cui family hasn't experienced in more than a year, and it should be even more bustling for students who come to the Imperial College after school. Cui Xie looked at the simple and small stage in front of the court, smiled slightly, and walked to the door to wait for the guests.

The sound of bells and drums came from the courtyard, and he was standing at the door wearing a bright red new clothes, with a smile on his eyebrows, as if waiting to greet the bride.

It's a pity that no bride will come at this birthday banquet. The first one came from Zhang Zhai's family, who came in a cart. Cui Xie led them to the backyard and got out of the car, and went to the main hall to see the old lady and the old lady. One daughter and two men in his family cuddled under their parents' laps, and they all saluted obediently, well-mannered, and were as likable as when they met last time.

He prepared a gift for the children of the Zhang family early this time, and each gave a purse with a small silver sword like peanuts and lotus in it, which was just for the juniors. Mrs. Zhang didn't wear a drapery hat this time, showing a gentle face, smiling and calling the three children to be Shishu, thanking him for the gift.

Ms. Zhang was a delicate child, but let her be more, and the people were upright and polite, and politely blessed him; the two boys were rather naughty, and said with a smile: "Sister and Sister Yun are as good as sisters, we He should also be a younger brother, how could he become a nephew?"

Zhang Zhaichang seemed to want to control them. He stretched out his hand and was reluctant to beat him. He smiled bitterly and said: "These two children have made their mothers spoiled, so I have to look after them!"

When Zhang Zhaichang teaches the child, he is not willing to even a little bit of color on his face. It is hard to say who is the spoiled child.

Cui Xie asked his younger sister to take Mrs. Zhang's mother and daughter to the backyard, and gave Zhang Zhai's father and son to the front of the hall, and ordered them to make tea for him, also called milk tea and snacks for the two children. Fearing that they would be bored, they even asked people to take the color-illustrated version of the Three Kingdoms and the dressing set card to play for them.

The two children were not bored at once, and they leaned together and turned the pages of the book to see Guan Yu, Zhang Fei, Zhuge Liang... They sat honestly. Zhang Zhai tweeted and scolded his son: "Where can anyone go to someone else's house and read with a book? Come and serve your father and talk to the uncle!"

By saying this, he really put aside the hidden thoughts of recruiting Cui Xie as a son-in-law, and treats him as a friend who can worship his mother.

Cui Xie held him down and said to the two children: "You just have to play, don't be restrained~www.ltnovel.com~ Go to the yard when you are tired."

Zhang Zhaichang shook his head and said, "Hexin, you really have never been married. Where can you indulge your children like this? These two boys are like living monkeys. They can't control them by keeping them tight." He said casually. Parenting Jing asked jokingly: "You are afraid that our group of people will not come. When the master is not at home, he will be anxious to arrest people at the door?"

Cui Xie smiled and said, "All the neighbors who came to pray for birthday in the morning are gone, just waiting for guests like Zhaichang to come, waiting for me to be anxious, but I don’t want to stand there. Fortunately, Brother Zhang is not an outsider, so I don’t need to accompany and serve here. , If you are bored, go to the yard to listen to the opera, and I will go out to wait for other guests?"

Zhang Zhaichang smiled and said: "What kind of guest, it's just the classmates we meet every day! I'm not a guest, I don't need you to be with me. Seeing that you can't sit still, I'll wait outside with you?"

The classmate is of course not a respected guest. It is not the classmate he is waiting at the door, but who...

He smiled and got up and said, "Where is there someone who asks the guests to help them. Brother Zhang sits down, I ask Cui Qixian to accompany you, and come back when all the classmates come."

Zhang Zhaichang still wanted to keep him, and just as he was about to speak, he came to report to some guests. Cui Xie personally went out to meet each other, but it was still not the people he was waiting for, but some of Chengxintang's classmates, headed by Ning Zhai, and a few people came by in a big car.

Cui Xie gathered up his energy to receive them, and asked the Fushou class to start the show immediately.

There were sounds and lights on the field. Lu Su, who was wearing heavy makeup, chanted. Several blowers blew on his sleeves, blowing his big sleeves fluttering, really like Wei Jin style. Several supervisors in the audience suddenly cheered and said with a smile: "Every time I watch a show at the Zhong Family House, it is different from other people's houses. It is really like the Xianjia Theater."

"Yes, every time He Zhong looks at the appearance of copying notes and doing homework in school, I think he is a nerd who doesn't know how to do general affairs. Who knows that everything in his house is newer than outside!"

"Not only is the play fresh, this milk tea in his house is also better than outsiders. I have also drank it from outside stalls. It is said that it is an authentic milk tea selected by the Five Beauty. It is much thinner and does not have this fragrance."

"Looking back, it's called Harmony... How about Harmony?"

Several classmates looked back and looked around, but they couldn't find Cui Xie. Zhang Zhai stood up and persuaded: "His family has few people, so he has been at the door to welcome guests. Do we people want him to entertain? We will listen to the drama in peace!"

The old lady and the old lady were also listening to the play in the paper pavilion under the corridor. When they heard the scholars praise their grandchildren, they felt very proud. Seeing this group of people were looking for him, they called Cui Liangdong to come and said, "You go to meet the guests outside for Brother Xie, ask him to sit and listen to the play with the supervising students-it's a lively Guan Wangye play, we have I haven't listened to it for a long time!"

Cui Xie stood outside the door and connected a few times, and he almost followed all the posts he had sprinkled, but there was always no figure he was looking forward to. He didn't want to leave when Cui Liangdong came to pick him up, but it was getting late and he had to host a banquet. He couldn't delay his classmates from going back to the accommodation at night and had to leave.

His passion and joy during the day turned into worry, frowning and thinking: Will Jin Yiwei arrange any temporary work? Or something happened in the palace?

Since Xie Ying promised to come, it is impossible to release him at this time.

He went in and ordered people to have a banquet, held a wine clock around to toast, greeted classmates on behalf of his grandfather, and asked his grandmother what was missing from time to time, and asked his brother to accompany the two children of Zhang's family to eat and drink by themselves at the small table.

Although it was such a joyous banquet, all the people who came to congratulate him over and under the eyes of the emperor and the prince, except for his birthday, had a promising future, but he still had no real joy, and his heart was tied outside the door— —

Just when he didn’t know how many times he was looking south, someone finally came in outside the door, but it was his little servant, Xiao Songyan, with a white face, dragging his legs in, and he whispered to the report, “My son, Jin, Jin Yiwei... Thank you, Sir, just copy us last time..."

Cui Xie gave an "ah" in surprise, tapped a note on his head, and whispered, "Don't talk nonsense, that was the benefactor who saved my life in Tongzhou!"

Several classmates who were sitting close together came up and asked, "What's the matter, why are you so flustered?"

Cui Xie's smile finally came from his face to the bottom of his heart, his face glowing, and he said: "It doesn't matter, there are guests here. I will go out to welcome him and see if it is my benefactor, Xie Qianhu."

He almost walked out with Komatsu Yan, his classmates watched his hurried footsteps, jokingly: "He Zhongjia is really full of friends, are you waiting for the adults this afternoon? It's strange that your master always guards at the door. "

Cui Xie opened the door and smiled and said, "Where's the matter, I didn't personally pick you up, brothers? The adults are all picked up by the door, so I can see that my master still tells you..."

Just as he was talking, he heard an untidy footstep outside the door, and several people in silk robes entered the yard together. A step forward with his left hand is a young man wearing a snow-white straight body, a three-mountain hat, a smile on his face, and a handsome eyebrow. He entered the hospital and nodded at him: "Jiansheng Cui, Xie was invited to celebrate his birthday. I don't want to meet Li Xueshi and Yang Sheren on the road, it is a step late."

This is the benefactor Xie Qianhu that Choi Xie said?

The handsome Rong Yi thought that Jin Yiwei was all forbidden to deceive, and he was not a good person. I didn't want to have such a person?

The supervisors all stood up, looked at him, and looked at the two people beside him——

I don't recognize any of them.

It can only be seen that they are wearing robes and squares, and they are all literati with pure ceremonies. One is a bachelor from the fifth or sixth rank, and the other is from the seventh rank. They are both extremely pure and noble civil servants who serve the emperor, but they do not know why they come with this Jinyiwei.

Are they simple fellows, or do they have friendship with this Jin Yiwei?

What kind of person is this Xie Qianhu?

The crowd was shocked by the appearance of the three people coming together, and forgot to salute. It was Cui Xie who had awakened from the joy of expectation to come true first, and saw the two people around him-he only recognized one of them, the future patron Li Dongyang.

He walked out of the hall quickly and saluted the three of them one by one, thanking them: "The students have never been greeted far away, and they are rude, but I don't know how Li Xueshi and Yang Master came to the humble house?

Xie Ying explained: "When I came here, I met Li Xueshi and Yang Sheren. They encountered some trivial incidents, and I helped them deal with it. I delayed for some time. I wanted to come by myself after I was done. I don't want Xueshi Li and Yang Sheren to hear that I am coming to celebrate Lingzu's birthday, and I have to come."

Li Dongyang asked, "Why? He sincerely only welcomes Xie Qianhu, and doesn't want to see us?"

Cui Xie naturally denied it repeatedly, and hurriedly greeted the two of them to be seated, quietly falling on Xie Ying's face.

How did he save people? In just one afternoon, he established such a profound revolutionary friendship with Mr. Li and his friends?

Xie Ying glanced at him lightly, unpredictable.