Transmigrating to the Ming Dynasty’s Imperial Examination

Cui Xie spent so many years in Daming, and he could tell the east, the west, the north and the south with his eyes closed. After asking the horse to walk for so long, the more he walked, the more he realized that he was in the wrong direction.

If you go to Xie’s house, you should go north. Why is this road heading southeast?

The horse's hoof gradually slowed down, and he stretched out his head from between his clothes, but saw that he had reached a big house in front of him. The gate of the house looks a bit old. The front of the gate is an ordinary Ruyi gate. There are two small green lions under the gate pillars. There is no lantern outside the gate, and the inside is quietly unlike people living.

Xie Ying stepped down, took out the key and opened the door, leading him in through the front door.

This yard is also quite spacious. Entering into it is the main yard with three rooms and five frames, with several small yards built on the side yards, and a garden. Xie Ying left the horse in the stable in the outer courtyard and took him around the courtyard. The lantern was shining on a few sweet-smelling golden and osmanthus, and the blooming crystal chrysanthemum and hydrangea, and asked: "How Well, can you still see it?"

Cui Xie laughed and said: "It is more than just a glance, and you can officially move in. Brother Xie bought this house for other occupations, or became the town's solicitor. I am afraid that there will be too many people at home who will ask for gifts. Move out to avoid?"

Xie Ying smiled faintly: "My old cousin and nephew are going to Beijing in the past few years. It is not convenient for my uncle and sister-in-law to live together. I will buy a house to prepare, and maybe I will move out later. This yard is the first two. The genius has packed up, there is nothing to entertain at home, and there is no servant to serve guests, you must not dislike it."

Cousin?

Cui Xie suddenly remembered that he had said that he wanted to transfer Qianhu-now the town caretaker, to pass this hereditary position to a nephew. Could it be this cousin?

He gave a soft "um" and replied, "This garden is a little closer to the south of the city. If you move here, the value will be far away. It's better to move the female relatives over. I also have a girl and a female husband, and I can take care of you. Keep it up."

Xie Ying smiled, took his hand to the courtyard, and replied as he walked: "This is close to your home. I will move here if I want to move. It will be more convenient for our two families. The youngest son came all the way from Nanjing, and the widows and orphans still live in the old house with peace of mind."

It's not that the two are convenient, but the two are convenient?

Cui Xie looked down at the hands they were shaking, and suddenly a kind of secret joy came out like a golden house. He tightened his fingers, and asked in a low voice, "Why is there no family on duty in the yard? Where is the theater? Am I in the theater?"

Xie Ying drew him into the main room, took out the candle in the lantern to light a candle in the room, turned around and locked the door, and smiled: "I've said that you can watch the new play. Naturally, I can let you see it. But this play It’s not a new theater troupe, but I made a mess of it myself. If you don’t sing well, please don’t laugh."

This, this, Xie Ying is too good at playing!

Alcohol in Cui Xie's veins flooded his face, his blood pressure jumped hundreds of thousands, his eyes fluttered all over the room, waiting to see him put on a costume for himself.

It is a pity that Xie Ying did not change clothes, but moved the chair to the opposite side of a low screen with white cloth on the altar table. Two candlesticks are placed in front of the screen, and a curved copper cover is erected on the outside of the candle skewer, and the brightly polished copper sheet is reflected on the diagonally rear screen. There are also tall candlestick stands on both sides of the screen, which also reflects the candlelight on the screen, illuminating the white cloth extremely brightly.

Under such lights, Cui Xie also clearly saw that some cut papers were piled up in front of the stage, as if they were cut from his courtyard book.

At a glance, he recognized Xie Qianhu, who was wearing a five-rank official attire and a cloak, and there were a few thiefs beside him, and there were people dressed as officials, scholars, and civilians cut out of the Three Kingdoms, but he didn’t see them. Beauty, can't see which drama it is.

Although the figures are painted on paper, thick hard white paper is pasted on the back, and a nursery is glued underneath, allowing the paper man to stand on the table.

After Cui Xie has been wearing it for so long, he still doesn’t know much about Daming’s entertainment activities. He can only guess from his own experience of watching the Spring Festival Gala: "Could it be...shadow puppets?" Although it is not carved by Pi Zi, it does not have curtains. Lights?

"That's not true." Xie Ying put down a piece of drawing paper from the top of the screen. The neat streets and alleys were drawn on the paper, covering the only similar curtain between this small paper play and the shadow puppet play: "This play is all about me. If someone prepares to do it alone, I can’t ask people to play the shadow puppets. Because I can’t ask people to play it, I have to set up a curtain and put up a few people in the way you rehearsal. I will sing at the back."

"Isn't this an animation..." Isn't this like the paper-cut cartoon he saw when he was a child?

Cui Xie missed the word "animation", but Xie Ying didn't hear anything unusual, and she recognized that the name is good, so she recognized: "A picture that is active is not an animation. This name is not bad, but a pity. This character of me is too rough to move, and lives up to his good name."

He placed a few small portraits in front of the screen, and there was a small carriage made of bamboo beside him, and he said, "Most of the characters here are cut from "The Story of Wang Yao Niang Pipa", but I want to give it to you. It’s not a pipa story, but a new play..."

He raised his head and smiled at Cui Xie: "How about it is called "The Story of Cui Gongzi Number One Scholar"?"

This play is about a Jingli official prince who met Jinyiwei Qianhu Xie when he went out of the city. Because he helped Xie Qianhu catch the criminal Xu Zushi, he won the emperor's Jing form, and then studied the imperial examination in the country, and was eventually awarded the champion. s story.

Most of the portraits were cut from the school book of "Pipa Ji". Because there was no such character as Cui Shusheng in the school book, Xie Ying cut out the scholar from the earliest "Lianfanglu" and faced Cui Xie. The self-portrait depicts the five senses, but it doesn’t look like it. But he painted it with his own hands, and Cui Xie just looks at it and looks like it looks like it is. Touching the ink line he drew, he likes it and doesn't know how to say it.

Xie Ying's face also showed a little bit of sorrow, and he sat at the side of the desk, arranging the little paper figures to stay in the right place, posing and singing a paragraph, changing the posture, changing the background and singing a paragraph.

Pipa, which is almost directly used in lyrics, deletes the scenes of the Wang family and the black pirates, and changes the scenes of Feng Yun, which is exactly folded into a set of tunes. Not only the lyrics are old, but the action plays are not very delicate. Those little paper figures can only stand on the table and cannot turn around in a fight. They are not as good as the puppet shows performed by outside artists.

Cui Xie listened with great gusto. When he wanted two paper people to come into contact, he would hold the little man and bump him a few times, just like a child playing with a doll. He didn't feel stupid, but played quite well. Work hard.

When Xie Ying did this, she felt silly in her heart, so someone specially brought this new house without anyone. But when the performance was acting, the people who heard it were so engaged, he also got rid of the embarrassment in his heart, and sang the drama seriously.

The end of this play is that Young Master Cui was admitted to the champion, Xie Qianhu came to congratulate him, and the two thanked God.

After singing, Xie Ying got up, sang the herbal tea, and said with a smile: "This new play is not well arranged, just do my heart, I wish you the top prize next year."

No, this play is not finished yet.

Cui Xie shook his head and said, "I have limited talents. I actually rely on the teaching of a famous teacher to be admitted to Juren. I know a little bit of progress, I am afraid I will not be able to get the top pick. This play is wrong, and I feel I have to change it."

Xie Ying smiled and said: "What's the change? Which scholar's story didn't win the top prize in the end? The book was also edited by humans. Naturally, I moved towards the best editor. Even the people who sang like me find it boring if I get a low test."

Cui Xie nodded: "Brother Xie said that the editing of dramas is indeed what the people who should edit the dramas love to watch. Then I have one thing I love, should I also edit it?"

He put down the paper man in his hand, straightened his back, and watched Xie Ying slowly say: "I also want to hear the story of Cui Shusheng getting married with Master Xie after Xiao Dengke."

The cup in Xie Ying's hand shook slightly, and the water made a soft sound. He slowly put the cup on the table, walked over to meet Cui Xie’s burning gaze, stroked the corner of his eye, and sighed in a low voice, “But I don’t have a picture of Cui Zhuangyuan and Xie Qianhu wearing happy clothes. How can you sing this marriage drama?"

Cui Xie closed his eyes and smiled slightly: "How about singing the drama of Xie Zhenfu and Cui Juren getting married? I still remember the lyrics, or I should sing it for you?"

He is courageous, and he dared to sing as far as he could go. He said: "You love me, I love you heroes... Since he is a young man, he will always be reunited until old."

Xie Ying sat quietly on the armrest and listened. After listening to the silly adjustment of the door several times, she finally couldn't help but pull him up and sit in the chair together, and kissed him with her head down.

Reunion forever till old.

How could he not want such an ending.

Why don't you want to call yourself this young heart, and reunite with Choi Seopyong until you are old.

He also sang this consummated first man several times, nibbling on Cui Xie's earlobe and said: "Next time I will be two little people in happy clothes and add this scene."

Cui Xie told him to bite his chest so hot that he would spit out sparks when he breathed, and said in a dull voice: "No trouble, next time you should do two suits and sing directly to me."

He wants to be a champion and doesn't even change his clothes, so he just wears a red robe to marry Xie Ying; if he doesn't pass the exam... he just wears Xie's made.

Xie Ying breathed slightly, and slowly said, "Okay."

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It just so happened that after seeing a play, Xie Ying sent Cui Xie back to Cui's house.

The next day the two had to sit on the board of directors and the other to attend the Luming banquet. They couldn't stay up too late, and they hurried to sleep when they got home. It was just lying down, but Cui Xie's spirit was completely aroused by this scene. No matter how much alcohol stimulated, he was always in a state of sleepiness and excitement, and couldn't sleep.

It wasn't until the dawn that he slept for a short while, still not sleeping well, and awakened by a thought that suddenly broke into his mind.

cartoon!

Xie Ying has produced a paper-cut animation for him. Can't he, a modern person, still produce a handmade animation to show him?

There were foreign films in the Qing Dynasty. You don't need to have electricity to watch this stuff! He now has a pencil again, and drawing pictures is much easier. If he draws a set of simple comics, wound on a shaft like a film, and then ask someone to grind a convex lens of glass or crystal...

Wait for him to pass the Jinshi exam, and then get this thing out, tell Xie Ying to watch a really active "Cui Gongzi Zhuangyuan Ji", no, "Cui Gongzi Marries", isn't it beautiful?

If you can't make a cartoon, you can draw a comic strip first, and then make a few clothes like the ones in the picture. The two of them face the picture book and wear the corresponding clothes. Cosplay is also good.

Cui Xie was so excited that he couldn't lie down, and he took out a pen and paper to draw a draft. After painting for an unknown period of time, when the sky was light, Cui Qi followed Xiao Songyan and knocked on his door, telling him to change into new clothes earlier and go to the Luming Banquet.

Cui Qi saw that his cheeks were dizzy and the table was full of manuscript papers. He was diligently bowing his head and moving his pen. Before he saw that it was a book or a painting, he complimented him: "The son is really diligent, and he got up so early to prepare? The poems you make will surely overwhelm all beings and make a face for Li Xueshi!"

Oh! Thank you poem!

Cui Xie threw the pencil away and hurriedly grabbed the draft. His red face suddenly turned blue. He closed his eyes and looked through Li Dongyang's manuscript. Now he can't hold it back, so he can quickly refer to Teacher Li's old work. , See if you can learn from one song!