Transmigrating to the Ming Dynasty’s Imperial Examination

Cui Xie took the servants and witnesses and never returned, but Zhao Yuanwai and his wife waited at home very nervously, and they had no taste in eating.

Their little grandson, Zhao Yinglin, did not eat well either. He listened to his grandparents and mother complimenting that Master Cui is good here and there. He said that he was not sensible after reading for so many years. He did not know how to help when he saw his little son being bullied. He also followed a group of students with long tongues. Speak ill of others.

He himself knew that the wrong person was to blame, and the elders had no choice but to listen. But after listening to a meal, Cui Xie hadn't come back from the office, and the three adults took turns talking and didn't feel tired. Only a pair of ears were suffering, and the words he heard were about to come out.

In the end, his father saw that Cui Xie hadn’t come back for too long, so he spared him and told him: "You are a child, and you can still have a little bit of face in front of the county lord. Go and see your Cui family brother in the Yamen, don’t call Na Diao. The slave turned black and white, so he was wronged."

Zhao Yinglin murmured: "He is so good at talking, where can he be wronged. It hasn't been two days since he moved here. You almost forgot what your grandson was called, the little boy who opened his mouth when he entered the door..."

After all, he ran extremely swiftly, and walked out of the gate in a few steps and walked towards the street. Before turning out of the street, I saw a group of black-clothed Zaoli, attacking Cui's house like wolves. A few bookkeepers followed behind, carrying something unknown on their backs, and they broke into the door silently.

What's the matter, you are going to ransack your home as soon as you enter the office?

Isn't it because the servant showed some evidence to prove that he didn't steal anything, and the county lord wanted to punish him with a false accusation and ask Zaoli to come back and copy the evidence?

Zhao Yinglin was taken aback. He hurriedly straightened his head and asked the book office: "This lord, I'm Zhao Yinglin, a child born in this county. I'm close to the Cui family, but I don't know what happened to the Cui family? You guys come to his house. What are you doing?"

The little official was unexpectedly kind. Seeing him look anxious, he proactively replied: "It turns out to be a high neighbor of Cui Gongzi. I was ordered by the adults to clean the courtyard for Cui Gongzi. Zhao Gongzi Just go back with peace of mind."

... Is it possible that Young Master Cui has the talents of the heavens and the earth, and the county magistrate loves him when he sees him and wants to accept him as a disciple? Otherwise, just the ordinary suffering master, the county prince wouldn't care enough to clean up his yard, right?

Zhao Yinglin was full of doubts. Seeing that Zaoli refused to say more, he had to go back and report to his grandparents and mother. The parents of Zhao didn't know the details, only suspected that it had something to do with Jin Yiwei, but they couldn't guess even further.

Member Zhao patted his thigh and acted as the master: "Whatever matters to him, send someone to his house and watch it. Don't let those yamen damage his house and steal the property!"

Not only their family, but several old neighbors nearby were all startled by the ins and outs of Zaoli. The courageous sent their family members to help, and some just watched from a distance. Even the students from Mr. Lin's school came out to see and saw Zhao Yinglin staring at his family members there, so he waved to him and asked him what was going on inside.

Zhao Yinglin said, "It's about that Young Master Cui was loved by the county lord, and the county lord sent someone to sweep the yard for him."

A classmate said enviously: "He is the master of this Jinshi ranking. He has a father who is a Beijing official. No wonder he is such a big master."

Someone also sneered: "What can you do if you come from Beijing? What we scholars rely on is the knowledge in our stomachs, and we don't have to have a good father to get the exam."

An older boy said in a low voice: "I don't think the servant just lied necessarily. Maybe his family provided him with something like that. He beat and scolded his brother at home, angered his parents, and was sent to his hometown for reflection. Thinking about it, he sent his parents to teach his servants and tied them to the officials... Don't look at his current power, someday his adults will learn about this, they will teach him if they want!"

Zhao Yinglin curled his lips and said: "I don't believe that his family can not love him. My father has only recognized him for a few days, so I wish he could raise his grandson for his grandma."

Besides, if it wasn't for making slaves and deceiving the master, how could he tie people up to the county office so rightly and confidently.

"That's because you are young and don't understand. When you have more sons, you will be biased. The rich man's family in our county did not accept a few concubines, and there was also a dispute between concubines and concubines. His family sees those who live in Beijing. Mansion, if his parents really love him, how can he let him live in the county..."

Several people were discussing, the big car of the Zhao family suddenly drove into this street "squeaky squeaky", and a bunch of people came down from the car, all with joyful faces and straight waists. People can’t help but babble:

"It's amazing! Our county has come to an imperial commission, who do you think it is for?"

"The feng shui of Cui Jiazu's tomb is very good, not to mention a master Wenquxing, but also a righteous man named Imperial Court Jingbiao!"

"The young master Cui looks at the weak in writing, but he is actually a strong man with the ability to catch demon people. It is as easy to take a martial arts test and eat."

The scholars in white, who were still talking about the pros and cons of the big family, were so lively that they were dumbfounded, and couldn't say a word.

Zhao Yinglin grabbed his family and asked, "You said that Young Master Cui was given the court's mark? There is an imperial envoy to deliver the order? He wasn't... Didn't he go to the county to file a complaint, his servant did not report it? "

The two members of his family were so excited that they both spoke unfavorably. They waved their hands and said, "What servants do you care about! The imperial commissioner said that it was a servant bullying the master, and that he wanted to be the master of Young Master Cui. Serving the emperor!"

The Emperor Cui family invented a righteous man who was commended. The imperial commissioner personally asked about his case and determined that the servant bullied the master. Could there be anything wrong with what the imperial commissioner said? The imperial commissioners all said that Young Master Cui was innocent, anxious for justice and righteousness, and said that he was not filial at home. Wouldn't it be against the court?

Several of the children who criticized Cui Xie the most all raised their sleeves and covered their faces, and went home separately, for fear that someone would notice them. However, everyone on this street surrounded the group of people who had returned from the yamen. Hearing them talk about how majestic the imperial envoy, how brave and brave Cui Xie was against the demon, no one paid attention to the few humble scholars.

The excitement lasted until the very beginning, when a sound of gongs and drums and suona floated down the wind from afar, two rows of Zaoli lifted the imperial servant to clear the street, and the sound of horses' hoofs followed the honor guard "Da Da Da" to the street.

Most of the Jin Yiwei on the horse wore Dan-yellow lumps of silk flowers, and the aura was Ling Chen, but the leader was wearing a green and green suit, and his expression was as clear and gentle as a suit. He controlled the horse with one hand, glanced across the clean carved door of the Cui family, nodded slightly, turned over and got off the horse, and got out of the sedan chair in front of his father-in-law.

The Qi County Zun and Hetian County Cheng naturally came along, and Cui Xie also mixed in a sedan chair and was placed at the end of the team.

He got off the sedan chair and saw the stone-washed gate in front of him. He could hardly believe that it was his home. When you enter the house, it is clean and fresh: snow-white oily paper is pasted on the doors and windows; the bluestone tunnel is spotless; the grass mats in the yard become flat yellow ground, and clear water is sprayed to suppress the floating soil...the center of the yard is a red wood strip The case, when he entered the door, he lit the three-pillar fragrance.

Gao Gonggong smiled and said: "Cui Gongzi, it's getting late, hurry up and get down on your knees."

He performed the ceremony several times in the official office, and when he heard the sound, he followed the procedure of the exercise to the front of the case, respectfully kneeling to receive the imperial decree.

Gao Gonggong opened the imperial edict, and his usual friendly smile converged, his expression serious and majestic, and he said loudly:

"The emperor of Fengtian Chengyun said: A citizen of Yongping Prefecture, Qian'an County, Zhili Province, and Cui Quezixie, the chief of the Yunnan Department of the Household Department. You can be loyal to the emperor at the age of dancing spoons. Suijing’s demon words. I have heard about it, and I will use it for good. Today, I will give a special edict to the righteous people, and I will give you a plaque with the imperial pen, which means praise from the vice court. Qin Zai."

Cui Xie bowed his head to the mountain and called long live, took the decree, and held it high above his head. The little fireman behind Gao Gonggong carried a plaque again, engraved with the four characters "Anxious for justice".

Father Gao immediately ordered: "Hurry up and help Young Master Cui, and the craftsman will install the plaque."

Cui Xie held the imperial decree with his hands high, it was not easy to get up, the people behind were still lying on the ground, let alone helping him. Xie Qianhu got closer and put a hand under his arm, and he got up, and he didn't need others to help him.

With the eyes of everyone focused, he respectfully offered the imperial decree into the ancestral hall, and then ordered Cui Yuan and his son to borrow some good tea and snacks from the Zhao family to entertain the commission. Gao Gonggong laughed and said, "You are a villain who lives alone in such a dilapidated house. How can our family bear to eat and drink for you. We have Qian'an County to entertain you. We will return to the palace tomorrow morning to pay the decree, so you can live with your peace of mind. Live, don’t think about spending money for us."

Cui Xie also knew that he didn't have a place to stay in the broken yard and his father-in-law didn't have a place to stay, so he didn't stay too much, and sent them out after giving them a gift.

The soap staff of the county office were quick to act. When they went out, the golden lacquer plaque was hung on the middle threshold outside the door. It was gorgeous and dazzling, and it made people feel safe.

——From then on, he is a righteous person protected by the imperial edict. Someone from the Cui family comes to Qian'an to see who dares to bully him in front of the plaque given by the emperor!

He sighed at the imperial edict, turned around and handed his hands to the sedan chair. He also thought to himself that he should get something to see Xie Qianhu off.

He still has a lot of wine recipes in his hand, but is it a bit grotesque to always give wine? Is there anything new and high-end that would interest the well-informed father-in-law and make things in one night?

He frowned slightly and stared at the sedan chair sadly. Xie Qianhu had dealt with him several times, and he was still familiar with his look. He led the horse over and patted him lightly on the shoulder.

Cui Xie regained consciousness suddenly, and saw Xie Qianhu looking at him with a smile but a smile, and asked kindly: "Do you want to thank the father-in-law again? Instead of thinking about those vulgar things, it is better to write a poem praising the emperor's holy grace. Or write a farewell poem to send to us, that is your duty as a scholar."

Well, isn't it? ! There is no selection of Ming and Qing poems in the hard disk of the third child...

He lowered his head in shame, and felt the guilty conscience and pain of scumbag for the first time in so many years.

Xie Qianhu immediately understood his difficulty, couldn't help but laugh, looked away from his ashamed face, and comforted: "If you can't write it, you can't write it, you are still young, follow your husband After reading the rhyme book for two years, you will be able to do the same."

Fourteen is not too young, and it will not be considered a child prodigy to be admitted to a talent in two years. Yang Tinghe, who was a scholar at the age of twelve, was awarded a scholarship at the age of nineteen. When he was twelve, he was admitted to the city's key middle school at the age of twelve. He was admitted to a key university before he was nineteen. Can get scholarship every year.

Thinking about it this way, he didn't seem to be ashamed.

Xie Qianhu said: "Your wine recipe, I have ordered the next person to try it, and when the wine is made, I will also ask someone to give you a jar to taste. Father Gao is also waiting to drink your wine, if it is true Okay, I will give him the recipe, so that you don’t worry about giving him anything back."

He held down the saddle and borrowed his strength, flew neatly on the horse, straddled on the carved saddle, and smiled at Cui Xie with his head hanging down: "By the way, if you write good poems and write good essays, when my family comes to deliver the wine Just leave it to him and take it back to Beijing to show me!"

His voice swayed in the air, with a rope rein in his left hand, he had turned the horse's head, and rushed into the imperial team.

The author has something to say: The original text of the imperial edict is the imperial text on the imperial edict of Ming Yingzong Zhu Qizhen commending the true definition of the people Zhao Feng, and the text has been changed to imperial order.

Zhao Feng, a citizen of Zhending County, Zhending Prefecture, Zhili

The country is headed by Shiren to support the people, and you can produce 650 stones of miscellaneous grains for relief. Today, the special edict is given to the righteous people with goat wine and jingle, and the household is still exempted from miscellaneous service for three years. It is still loyal, showing the local customs, and praised by the vice court. Qin Zai, therefore Edict.

May 13th, Sixth Year of Orthodox

By the way, the blood drinking of Diao Feng comes from Qing Wu Minshu’s "Fangbo Fang Bo Meng Yan Zhai Inscription of Tang Zi": "The father suddenly rises from the village, donates his family, swears to the army, and drinks blood from the front, and his army is the most powerful."

By the way, the most important thing is that this article is full of bugs. When you read it, just empty your brain and don't think about anything.