Transmigrating to the Ming Dynasty’s Imperial Examination

In recent months, in addition to daily training, Xie Ying has also arranged for people to take turns on the street, and she often inspects after the second and third shifts. Cui Xie didn't want to disturb his serious official duties. After school, he went home and changed his clothes, and went to Xie's house in a carriage to wait for him.

After spending a whole night in the living room, Xie Ying came back from the outside, and got off his horse. She went to see him in the living room without changing his clothes.

Cui Xie smiled and arched his hands: "Master Xie, if I take the liberty to interrupt, I'm here to ask for a few jars of fine wine today."

Xie Ying took off his hat and threw it to the young man, telling the attendants to go down to prepare refreshments and dinner. Dismissed all the people in the room, and walked to him and asked, "Why come to my house in the middle of the night? Just write a post if you want a drink. I naturally ask someone to send it to you. Why don't you come here? ."

If I don’t come in person, do I have a chance to meet and talk?

He grabbed Xie Ying's clothes and slammed it down, trying to tell him to sit on his lap and speak slowly.

It's a pity that Xie Ying didn't sit, so Cui Xie had to stand up and put her hand around Xie Ying's waist, feeling it with her palms. He said, "Tsk tsk" and said: "I'm thin. These days, you are tired. Look at your thin waist. Limbs, lose all the romance', how come I don’t feel distressed."

After studying with Hanlin for a few days, I have gained a lot of interest. Have you learned how to use words to tease people? Xie Ying laughed so that her abdominal muscles trembled, pressed his shoulders and pulled the person off his body, pinched his cheeks and said: "I think you are studying with the bachelor in peace these days. Yes. Next time, if you see Li Xueshi outside the imperial court, I have to sue you and ask him to discipline you so that you don’t read well and make some lewd poems in private."

Cui Xie grabbed his hand and pulled it out and said with a smile: "What kind of lewd poem, this is written by Yang Ting and Yang Chui. It is a poem for a good drama of loyalty, benevolence and filial piety."

Xie Ying bowed her head and kissed the tip of his nose. She was about to say something. Suddenly her eyes condensed slightly. He let go of his cheeks, raised his eyes to meet him, and said with some surprise: "You've grown so tall? Me? Remember that when I saw you outside of Guoxue last time, you were so much lower than me. I haven't seen you for a few days now. You are actually as tall as me?"

Cui Xie smiled triumphantly, took off his headscarves, and said to the two of them, "Almost, I grow fast, maybe I will be taller than you in two days."

Xie Ying stepped back and looked at him from head to toe. Seeing that his body has only grown taller, and the flesh on his shoulders hasn't grown thick yet, he seems to be thinner than before he pulled out, and I feel a little distressed: "It's already this time anyway, accompany me to eat something tonight before leaving. Don't worry about the night lock, I will personally take you home."

Cui Xie dangled in front of him with his clothes for a long time, and then sat back on the chair after showing up enough, took off his boots, and said with a smile: "Actually, it's not that I suddenly grew longer. It's because the soles of these boots are different... So far, there was talcum powder in my shoes, it didn't taste much."

This talcum powder is made of talcum powder and menthol and other spices. It is sprinkled on the shoes to absorb sweat, not the flesh-colored sweat powder mixed with vermilion. He asked someone to make a heightened insole. A few days ago, he was afraid that his classmates would read the joke, so he didn't dare to wear it out openly.

The insole can be cut from wood with his feet, covered with cotton and cowhide, and is soft and breathable. Xie Ying didn't dislike him. She took it over and looked at it over and over, and compared it to her own foot. He smiled and said, "Why do you get such an insole and step on it as if it’s on tiptoe, it’s uncomfortable, it’s better to do it directly. High-soled shoes."

Where do high-soled shoes go, so tall uppers, when you see it, people think your legs are short.

He took the boots and showed them to Xie Ying, and said proudly: "Look at the boot mouth here-it looks flat, just like ordinary boots with thin soles. The back is quietly raised in the boot. No one else can see it. Come out, I just thought you were born tall and handsome, heroic and extraordinary!"

Xie Ying smiled and shook his head, tucked back the heightening pad, and helped him put on his boots again: "You are not short now, and your stature is not long. With your shelf, wait until eighteen or nineteen. Just as tall as I am, and you can be tall and handsome without these shoes."

Cui Xie sat in a chair with Erlang's legs upright, and said vigorously: "I actually don't want to wear these shoes. They are made for Xie Qianhu."

Xie Ying glanced at the soles of his shoes and pressed his lips slightly.

Cui Xie raised his eyebrows and said, "It's not for you, brother Xie, but for other Xie Qianhu-who said that the world will lead Jin Yiwei to crack down on the murderers and bandits in Beijing, and protect my Da Ming Jingshi and Ping An Ding. Xie Qianhu?"

When Xie Yingchu heard "Other Xie Qianhu", she really believed that he was making something for others again. Hearing the series of compliments behind, she returned her heart to her stomach and leaned on the armrest beside her and asked him with a smile. : "Which Xie Qianhu is that, why haven't I heard of it?"

Cui Xie said: "Isn't it just Xie Qianhu, who has the common people in his heart, and is inextricably savvy, who captures the black thief at night with Jinyiwei?"

The Xie family came in with tea, just in time they heard him say "the black-robed thief", so they laughed: "Master Cui has also heard of the black-robed thief case? It is really such a case that it is easy to be famous. Speaking of it, Wang Sanniang, who was arrested by the teacher and the black thief, was frightened and embarrassed. Within a few days, she left her business and got married. However, she felt that Liu Ying had no head case. Thrilling, our thousands of households led people to drain a pond before finding the lost head, and finally found out that their chef did it."

Cui Xie said with emotion: "There is no way, people in this world have a passion for hunting beauty. I heard that it is a beautiful woman who has mixed into it, so I told the truth about the beautiful woman. Who cares about your hard work in investigating."

He seems to have forgotten how he desperately added drama to the heroine when he wrote the outline, and almost made the criminal a character who only appeared in the lines.

The family also sighed, "Isn't it? Others in Beijing are unhappy, these lewd words are the fastest. Now what can be compared with the black robbery is the drunken affair of Gongzi Liu with a prostitute in the Peony Pavilion. There is also a musician who wrote this into a piece of music, and now the more pieces are filled in, I am afraid it can be arranged into a drama."

how! Someone robbed them of Xie Qianhu's limelight? A drunk son with a prostitute, Liu Gongzi, can it be compared with them to inspect the capital day and night, arrest the robbers, and give them back to Xie Qianhu who married the heroine!

Cui Xie's face darkened, and he snorted slightly: "This kind of drama is just a trivial thing when it's written. Whoever loves to watch it. If you want to see it, we must Xie Qianhu to be so positive and to teach people to be faithful to the doctrine. of!"

The family nodded again and again: "The son is really right. It's a pity that no one who knows heroes has compiled a few scenes for our thousands of households. Then it is no better to write down than to include tolerance!"

Who said there are no people who know heroes? Isn't this just one?

After the family members went down, Cui Xie also picked up some chopsticks and dishes to accompany Xie Ying, then lighted the plate with the tip of the chopsticks, and casually said to him: "There are all knowledgeable heroes in the world, so Young Master Liu will carry prostitutes. Well, it’s just a musician who wrote the music for him. It was written for Xie Qianhu, who was a public and law-enforced for the people, but Yang of the Hanlin Academy reviewed it. It was Wang Xie’s two champions who changed the words and presided over this. It’s Master Li..."

The dishes on the tip of Xie Ying's chopsticks fell off, and she stared at him blankly: "What... the hospital? You, what you said before..."

No wonder Cui Xie said that the hidden heightening insole was not for him, and repeatedly said that there was another Xie Qianhu... dare to love that he asked the teacher's favor and wrote himself the school book? Are those boots for him in the play?

Xie Ying simply threw the chopsticks away and grabbed Cui Xie’s hand and asked, “What’s the matter? How are those Qing and noble Hanlins willing to write Jinyiwei things? Did you ask them? Your teacher, would they be because of you? Write a play with my friends to beautify Jinyiwei, look down on you?"

Those Qinggui Hanlin didn't like to write about Jinyiwei, but they liked to write about husband and wife.

Cui Xie smiled and said, "What do you say, Lord Xie, why would I write a play to beautify you just because of the friendship of a friend?" He suddenly leaned in and put a kiss on Xie Ying's lips, and said lowly: "Let's not count this. Friendship, is it a personal relationship?"

Xie Ying heard him breathe, and his heartbeat was quicker. In turn, he kissed him, moistened the dry lips of the two of them, rubbed his hands and said, "You know it's an affair, how can you make it out? This kind of thing makes people guess?"

"Then you treat it as not a personal affair, it is my public heart, praise the new style of the current court." Cui Xie said with a smile: "The courtyard was not written by me, it is a masterpiece of Yang Censorship, the first courtyard of the Hanlin Academy is clear. The things that have been tried were originally made by the public. Thank you, brother, you don’t have to be careful. The big deal is to let people know. There is no such thing as a...because of a good male style.

Xie Ying frowned slightly, and Cui Xie stretched out his hand to rub the tight muscles between his eyebrows, and said confidently: "Master Yang wrote all the words praising loyalty and filial piety. I can't see my selfishness at all. They also agreed to wait. When the play comes out, I have to go to my teacher’s house to watch, and in the future, I will print out the journal and sell it everywhere. What else is there to be afraid of for such a magnificent book? Brother Xie don’t worry about this play. Let’s see if there is enough wine at home, hurry Ask someone to prepare a car for me, and I will take it home, ready to serve the teacher."

He wanted to let future bigwigs go to his own house to watch the show, but unfortunately they were not enough, and none of the Hanlins went to Cui Que, who were almost exiled to Yunnan to join in. Only a banquet at Li Dongyang's house was the most suitable.

Xie Ying first asked someone to move the wine, and personally escorted him home. After returning to his home, he could let go of those worries and consider the matter calmly.

After thinking for a while, his hidden worries went away.

Cui Xie was originally a wise man. His teachers and the officials of the Hanlin Academy are even more top-notch people called "Chuxiang", and they are all righteous in their hearts. Where can they write things that make people criticize? It's just that he cares and messes up, for fear that Cui Xie's reputation will be tainted by him.

Now that the matter is over, he might as well put his mind down, and just take this play as the world’s good deeds that the world has seen them these days, and take the initiative to write to praise them, and generously inform his staff, so that the people who have worked hard these days are happy. Le, please listen to the good show from my colleagues.

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Xie Ying was preparing a treat at home, and Cui Xie asked someone to move the spirits to Li Dongyang's house early, and asked the treasurer to contact the theater troupe to prepare for a new play.

For this new "Pipa Ji", I used the Fushou class that I worked with last time. Cui Xie studied the half-night movie, personally drew the three protagonists' makeup skills manual, and sent the clothes, jewelry and cosmetics that he had already prepared along with the school book.

Although it is impossible for ordinary people to wear makeup and become Guan Zhilin and Anita Mui, the promotional pictures are all comic style, which is not particularly realistic at all. As long as the actor draws long eyebrows, sharp eye corners, and snow-skinned red lips, it will be similar to the characters on the painting.

Because this play was written by Hanlin, the tunes, lyrics, and guest words are fresh. It's not as easy to learn as those popular dramas where the words and sentences are overwhelming. Some tunes are not commonly used tunes. Musicians need to learn from scratch. . When acting, you can't just stand on stage and sing, but you also have to arrange new actions. Therefore, the Fushou squad has been in line for a full month before they can sing the four-fold play completely and can perform.

Cui Xie took advantage of the day off on the first day of August to bring people to Li's house and start setting up the stage. As an art director, Lu Juren followed to Li's house and met Li Dongyang, the lord of the literary world who had been admired for a long time but had no chance to get close.

When he actually saw Li Dongyang, his face muscles stiffened with tension, and he kept saying: "Late born Lu Boshan, I have seen Lord Li! The two Zhuzhi Ci poems that the adults modified for the late birth are so beautiful that they reveal their true feelings, and they remember it after reading them once. In my heart..." He almost sang to Li Dongyang. However, Mr. Li had heard Cui Xie sing poems and didn't trust him, the former teacher of the library, so he quickly discouraged him and talked about poems with him.

Cui Xie watched people unloading props in the courtyard.

Their fake furniture, trees, and **** are not strong. When they moved to Li’s house, they put a bamboo cage outside, filled with shredded hemp and hay to make them shockproof. After they were removed, they were cleaned and organized for a while before they regained their response. Some brilliance. Cui Liangdong took the people to build the stage on the west side of Yizheng Yard, and set up a shelf for hanging curtains on the back of the stage, and a shed for props at the back.

Li Zhaoxian ran around the stage back and forth, looking at the rockery and stone trees that were more delicate than the Lantern Festival, and he closed his mouth in surprise, and went up to touch it from time to time. In the first act, after setting up the interior of Wang Yao’s family, Li Dongyang couldn’t help but look back at the decoration on the stage, and sighed: “It’s extravagant to spend so much manpower and material resources for a play. ..."

He had never seen such a good stage setting before, only heard that there was a real setting in the palace. The Cui family did this, because I was afraid that Xie Qianhu had heard about the palace, and he was thinking about making the stage more detailed, right?

He asked Lu Juren, "It took a lot of effort for you to arrange these?"

Lu Juren said triumphantly: "I dare not say any effort. I just asked the craftsman to weave some bamboo skeletons according to the pattern, decorate them with leather oil or straw paper, and paint them with colors. Only because I have learned it from a young age. I have seen some real mountains and rivers in my paintings, and the things I have made are a little more agile than the craftsman's mind."

Oh... He saw that these things were so tightly wrapped, and they were stuffed with straw, but thought they were made by burning. It turns out that the brilliance is waxy light...

No wonder the new play in the palace began to set up a fine background this year, but I didn't hear that the maid asked the treasury for money. I don't know who thought this thing, and it was really beneficial.

He couldn't help but touched it, feeling the soft, slightly elastic touch under his palm, and smiled with satisfaction: "Zikuan has also worked hard for a long time. Our student brought a lot of good drinks here. In the evening, you will come to my house with him, to have a drink and watch the show, right?"

Li Dongyang wrote a lot of invitations during the night, and when he was on duty the next day, he made a serious post, and invited colleagues who were free to come to the house to enjoy the new play.

The author has something to say: "Slimming waist and losing all the romantic" (Ming Liang Chenyu)

I made a mistake. Li Dongyang’s second son was born in 22 years and not died in 22 years...I quickly changed the two days ago, everyone forget him too