Transmigrating to the Ming Dynasty’s Imperial Examination

"Is such a thick book, what do you need to add and change? I dare to think that the lyrics are not beautiful and beautiful, and ask me to change it for him?" Yang Tinghe was moved by the words "Jie Lie Yi Nv", his thumb stroked the page, casually from the middle Turning a page, I saw two pale ink embroideries painted like raw.

The ink color is slightly gray, and the lines are sparse and dense. Two handsome and beautiful clothing guards with different clothes, different postures, and similar appearances are applied, like living people embedded in paper.

He was stunned, and asked Li Dongyang: "These two are the Jinyiwei who caught the thief? The drawing is so exquisite. The sideways drawing is especially good. It is not drawn in the posture of bowed head and shoulders, and the whole body is full of vitality. The dark and light colors of this ink can also distinguish the colorful colors, which are even better than the fashionable color pictures outside."

Li Dongyangyang glanced down and said with a smile: "This painting is drawn with graphite ink, which is a little different from ordinary ink and brush. If you look closely, these two paintings are of a single person, both of which are the captains in the play. The Jinyiwei Qianhu who patrolled the inside and outside of the capital to catch the bandits, whose surname is Xie-is the one Xie Qianhu who is now pursuing an order to crack down on the murderers inside and outside the capital."

He could see that the two looked like the same person, but the ordinary painter painted the young and handsome figure with the same face, but with a slight change in expression. He subconsciously thought that these two paintings were the same.

Yang Tinghe smiled clearly and knocked on his hand while curling up the book: "It turns out that it was the Xie Qianhu who saved you Lord Li and Yang Sheren from the evil young man on the street two months ago. I also said that Jin Yiwei has no reputation. Okay, why is it necessary to write Jinyiwei catching the thief? It turns out that the scholar must write a script to praise old knowledge."

He tucked the manuscript into his sleeve, and passed it with a glance: "I see, brother, rest assured, wait!"

No, that's not me, it's my disciple!

Li Dongyang grabbed his sleeve and dragged him and said, "Why is this deliberately praised by me? This book is about current affairs, the case handled by Jin Yiwei, hasn't Yang Xiandi heard the legend of black clothes thief outside? "

Yang Tinghe occasionally went out to drink, and heard some rumors about Jin Yiwei catching the thief. He simply poured out the book, opened it from the beginning, found the solitary pages of outline from the picture, and looked at it at a glance.

After reading it, like Li Dongyang at the time, he exclaimed: "Good painting, good story, and such a strange woman! This text is simple and easy, and it is as popular as oral, but there is a burst of vitality in it, and the text is like a picture. It's not like the brushwork of actors, musicians, and storytellers. Could it be that a young talented newcomer wrote this story, and found a craftsman for a picture, and begged to go to his brother's house?"

Li Dongyang touched his beard, smiled faintly, deliberately: "It's not too new, but it's a teenager compared to us. If Jie Fu can write the school book for me, I will bring him to see you and ask him to invite Let's have a good wine, how about?"

Yang Tinghe raised his eyebrows: “It’s not a good deal to change the table of wine for a certain drama in Yang. Unless you ask him to give me this manuscript, I will not lose out if I change one for another.”

Li Dongyang said, "I'll take the charge for him. But I can't give it to you right away. You have to return this manuscript to him when you are discharged from the hospital, so that you can change the drawing here into a color picture and print it into a book. After the edition of the colored picture book is carved out, I will ask him to give you this manuscript."

The two were talking in the court. Xiubian Wang Hua and Xie Qian also came out from the duty room chatting and laughing, seeing them holding something, bowing their heads and discussing secretly, they couldn't help coughing slightly, and came up and asked: "Two adults What is this to discuss? Is there a new official arrangement?"

There is no new official business, if it is not idle, they have no time to write dramas.

Yang Tinghe smiled and said: "Li Xueshi asked me to write a play for him, but he only offered me a table of wine. I said it was not cost-effective, and he took the original manuscript and paid me as a reward-two adults to judge, Is there such a thing in the world?"

Xie Qian glanced at the book in his hand, vaguely saw a "Yang Niang", and asked with a smile, "What book? Are there new novels and storybooks on the market? I exchanged this book for Yang's review text. Sure enough, I have given too little! In my opinion, at least I should have a share of the audience, so I ask Master Li to buy a few more tables of wine."

Wang Hua stood beside him, smiling without speaking.

Li Dongyang shook his head and sighed: "This manuscript was given to me by a later showman. Jie Fu wrote the drama for him, and it was all about eating him a feast. You court officials, who first became celebrities, were embarrassed to invite the younger generation to treat you.

Although Xie Qian's seniority is lower than Li Dongyang, he is a champion. He is born with aloof status, and regardless of the seniors and juniors, he jokingly said: "Who said we want to eat young people's wine? We just want to eat senior Li's wine! I never ate Senior Li’s wine in New Years. It’s rare to run into Senior Li’s treat today. Why didn’t you come here for a meal?"

Li Dongyang thought for a moment, and sighed: "No, I'll just ask for it. After the show comes out, I'll pack up a drink for you to watch first, how about?"

Xie Qian and Wang Hua were not polite, and they agreed to listen to drama and wine in the future. They looked at the book in Yang Tinghe's hand and said: "We can't eat Master Li's wine for nothing. We just help to see how the story changes. , Maybe it can save Yang a bit of effort to review."

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The story of this black-robed thief is indeed widely circulated, because it has a bit of fragrant color, it is especially popular with the people, and some storytellers outside have adapted it into a script. This story adapted by Cui Xie brings together the literati’s favorite elements, such as righteous daughters, revenge for fathers, golden palace awards, lovers finally married...

The only thing that came close was the identity of the hero. However, even though the characters in this book are real characters, the real Xie Qianhu once rescued Li Xueshi from the evil young man. This identity is something that everyone will look down upon, and it is not easy to modify it casually.

In addition, there are more realistic and beautiful portraits in the book, but after a long time, the volume of this volume has been scattered throughout the Imperial Academy. Many concubine scholars, editors, and editors who have nothing to do will consider singing and chanting when they have nothing to do. Of course, they mainly consider Wang Yaoniang.

How can such a delicate, filial, but filial and loyal beauty not put the best words on her?

Li Dongyang also told Cui Xie how his manuscript was popular in the Hanlin Academy, and said with some pride: "Yang Jiefu will write for you, and Wang Xie will revise the two champions, and others don’t need to mention it... Your book, it’s also considered to be. There is no two in the world. When you come back to the show, you have to ask your teacher to watch it first."

Yang Jiefu is not familiar with the name, and Wang Zhuangyuan can't guess it for a while, but Xie Zhuangyuan is Xie Qian! Cui Xie's eyes lit up, and he quickly asked Yang Jiefu and Wang Zhuangyuan. Li Dongyang slowly opened his lips, and uttered two names: "Jiefu's name is the upper court and the lower peace. Wang Xiu's single name is a Chinese character. You've seen Xie Xiuzan, so don't talk about it anymore?"

Wang Hua is not familiar with the name, Yang Ting and him have heard of it! A child prodigy in the twelve-year-old class and a jinshi in the nineteen-year-old class, he does not know where he will be a patron in the future.

In this way, his play is actually the lead of the old man, the old man wrote the lyrics, and the old man modified...Although Wang Zhuangyuan is not the old man, he is also a champion, very valuable and valuable champion!

He was a little dizzy, rubbed his temples and said: "When the play is out, the teacher will invite all the adults who helped to revise the school book. Although there is no good food at home, the disciple has a sincere heart and will do his best to entertain him. they."

Master Li smiled and said: "You don't have to invite so many, I just want to send someone for you. But you have to ask Master Xie for some good wine-this scene is to add luster to their Jin Yiwei faces, how can he have anything? There is no reason?"

Cui Xie smiled and said: "That's natural! When the time comes, the disciple will personally drive the car to Xie's house to beg for a drink, and he must bring enough wine for the husband and the adults to get drunk several times!"

Li Dongyang recalled Xie’s wine, refreshed, and asked him with concern: “Can I ask you to find someone to engrave the color print in advance?”

Cui Xie smiled and said, "It doesn't matter. The students still remembered how they painted at the time. These days it has been slowly getting started."

After he drew the background and people's drawings, he directly asked Cui Qi to draw on oil paper, draw lines and color, and change the drawing into a comic style commonly used in engraving. Now Cui Qi’s paintings are very good. Jingli Juanzhai has skilled artisans who can draw big pictures. As long as Mr. Yang doesn’t change the scene for him, they can first set the background, props, costumes and The portrait stand is up first.

Li Dongyang said: "I think Jie Fu likes the images you painted very much. I would rather use words to accommodate the images when you write, and not easily change your things."

Cui Xie felt relieved, and asked Cui Qi to lead the craftsmen to start drawing background pictures and standing cards.

Now that you have a pencil, you don't need to rely solely on the eyes and experience of the craftsman to draw a drawing, you can draw auxiliary lines. They used a pair of thick white bras on the large frame made of wooden strips, first filled the grid with a pencil and a long bamboo ruler, and then enlarged the original painting proportionally, and then used the ink pen to frame the frame, spread the color, and finally wipe off the pencil with the bun line……

With this kind of painting method, even if the painter like Cui Qi is not skilled enough, he can paint a big picture alone.

He looked at the painting he drew, and he was also a little surprised: "The son is really easy to use. I can draw such a big and beautiful painting! No wonder you can test the junior three yuan after two years of study. How the heart is born, it's the seven-orifice exquisite heart in the book!"

Ahem, this is the wisdom of the people, he just took advantage of the journey back, standing on the shoulders of many giants.

Cui Xie coughed slightly, telling Cui Qi to stop boasting and stare at the clothes for him when he has time.

The face of Yao Niang and the image of playing the pipa were painted according to Guan Zhilin in "New Crane and Divine Needle", but the shape is too incompatible with Ming's aesthetic trend. It is slightly changed according to the shape in "Hong Lou Chun Shang Chun" . And Feng Yun's white clothing model is also copied from Anita Mui, who was playing with Guan Zhilin. The people of Daming eat this kind of boyish paper with red lips and white teeth, as beautiful as a good girl, and the fluttering white appearance is also like a male protagonist.

Tailor Yu was holding those women's dress designs, and the happy ones were crying, and said to Cui Qi: "I begged your son to not paint me two more bodies. This is the fairy who moved his heart, called He draws so many of them? Jin Yiwei's clothes are all ready-made. I will give you two sets of the ones that others have ordered but have not come. You can take them away."

Cui Qi doesn't need clothes for the time being, and he always tells him: "This clothes must be worn first in my family's rehearsal. You can't make them for others. I will tell you when I can sell them!"

Tailor Yu smiled and said, "I know, it's just like those three kingdoms and five beauties. It's called drama fire first, waiting for the people in that industry and the rich men to take the initiative to do it? I have done it for the Cui family for so long , You still can't believe me? Before you have the family, I won't even make similar clothes for others!"

Cui Qi ordered a new costume, and then paid thirty-five taels of silver from the account. He asked about craftsmen who were not greedy for other people's gold and silver, and hit four taels of gilt bronze headpieces. The shopkeeper Ji wrote and asked Cui Yuan to send a few young craftsmen from the old shop, set out according to the law, and drew a few sets of background screens matching the size of the stage; he went to contact the troupe that he was familiar with and asked them to make a move. Time out, ready to rehearse Cui's new play.

Cui Liangdong was even more busy, looking for lanternmakers and craftsmen everywhere, and with his own handyman who could paint and color, he made fake trees, fake stones, bamboo bone masks, and oil-impregnated wax. What's your home.

It was the first time that their family made props by themselves, and they lacked experience. The furniture could be made according to their own appearance. It was still realistic. The trees and stones were a bit crafty, and they didn't match the background picture. Later, when Lu Juren returned to Beijing, he heard that Li Dongyang played the line, written by Yang Tinghe, and edited by the two champions Wang Xie. He was so excited that he volunteered on the spot to help make it out.

He is good at poetry and painting, and he has a good taste in scenery. Plum blossoms are diseased and dry, poplars are luxuriant, and strange stones are exquisite and thorough... The things he pointed out are quite literati Sincerely.

It wasn't until July that Yang Ting and the editor's editor had finished writing.

Mr. Yang left the manuscript unceremoniously, threw the book he had written to Li Dongyang, and said calmly: "This book is written in accordance with Brother Li's intentions, and it will be the same as that of Xie Qianhu. It's written. Although Feng Yun's ink is slightly lighter, it is considerate and sincere. It is a good match. Since I have asked me to fill in the binbai and lyrics, I have to do what I want and ask them to sing a word Don't change it-if the singing is wrong, I'm going to find the master!"

Li Dongyang flipped through the book he had written, chewed the words carefully, and he was so precise that he could not change a word. Moreover, he is a southerner who actually writes the rhyme with great precision, all of the tones of the northern tunes. After entering the string, it must be in harmony with the rhyme, and the singing is also beautiful.

He closed the notebook and said with a smile: "Then I will tell him to go. If I make a mistake, I will hold him to apologize."

Yang Ting and this song are more protracted than Cui Xie's. Every time he looks at the disciples who come to the home for class, he feels a little bit of a loss in his heart, as if it is difficult to meet. Now that he finally got the school book, he felt much more relaxed. When Cui Xie went to study at home again, he greeted him to his bookcase, took the school book and threw it in his hand, and said lightly, "Look at it. Is this satisfactory?"

What are the things written by Yang Ting and the boss, can there be undesirable things?

Cui Xie hurriedly stepped forward, took it with both hands and flipped through page by page, carefully printing the words of the future first assistant into his mind. The cover of the book also contains the four words "Boss Stone", which seems to be the same as "Mr. Shuixi" as the vest of the big boss. This is the script written and signed by the first assistant in the future, and you have to keep it well when you look back, and wait until Yang Ting and the old man...

There is so much happiness that he dare not think about it!

He laughed so hard that he couldn't see his teeth, and if he weren't really good-looking, he would have been taken as a thief.

Li Dongyang couldn't look down, and shook his forehead with a violent shudder, and said: "The school book gave it to you, so you don't have to worry about it all the time. Go back and ask your family to find the theater team to discharge it. Jiefu and the others are still waiting for you. What's your play!"

Cui Xie wiped his face, and replied beamingly, "My teacher, don't worry, I have already agreed to Xie Qianhu about drinking. Tomorrow, the Imperial College will come over and get it from school. This time, the teacher and the adults will definitely have a drink. Have fun."