Transmigrating to the Ming Dynasty’s Imperial Examination

On the 28th of the twelfth lunar month in the 22nd year of Chenghua, Li Dongyang's father, Li Chun, passed away. The whole city was ready to welcome the New Year. The Li family's grief was not in this joyful atmosphere, only a small ripple was stirred up, and it was soon overwhelmed by the sound of firecrackers and cigarettes everywhere.

On the last day of the 20th year of Chenghua, Li Dongyang Dingyou's memorial was approved and formally resigned. He brought his young brother Dongming and a group of nephews to the funeral at home. Cui Xie, a disciple, also helped Li's family, led the people to set up a shed, and asked the silk shop to send the white linen cloth that had been put down earlier, and the female relatives of the Li family sew mourning clothes.

Although his ancestor was from Chaling, he had lived in Beijing for a long time, and the funeral ceremony was also handled according to Beijing customs. On the one hand, the filial son kneels to greet the guests, while at the same time invites the monks and Taoist priests to recite the scriptures, plays drums, entertains the guests, and orders the family to go to the Dongyue Temple, Buddhist temples, and Taoist temples...

The Li family was busy for several days without closing their eyes, and both Li Dongyang and his son seemed to be seriously ill, their faces pale and eyelids swollen. Only Madam Ma and her fourth master, Li Dongming, were born in good physical condition and could survive.

Except for the two days when Cui Xie went home to worship his ancestors and pay New Year's greetings, he often went to Li's house for the rest of the time. He also asked a famous doctor to prescribe tonics for his family to eat. The physique of this family is really bad. Before, they only stared at Junior Zhaoxian for fitness. Later, even Teacher Li will have to stare at him, so that he can't let him drink all day or stay in the house all day to read and write.

Teacher Li weakened rapidly, not only because of exhaustion, but also because of sadness.

Cui Xie forced him back to the house when he was crying and almost fainted. He poured a bowl of glutinous rice porridge from the air stove under the corridor, stared at him and drank it, and said forcefully: "Teacher can't do this anymore. It's hard. Shigong is worried about his children and grandchildren in Japan for a while. If your husband abuses himself in this way, how can Shigong's heroic spirits feel at ease? Whom do they rely on in the future?!"

Li Dongyang sighed: "The first Weng passed away suddenly, so why not worry about me? With Ruan infantry's escape, he vomited blood during the funeral, how can I and other laymen avoid the grief of Liao E..."

He felt that he was not too degenerate, but that the grief of bereavement of his mother, brother, wife, nephew resurrected at this moment because of his father's bereavement, and he still needs some time to heal.

Cui Xie sat silently by the bed with him. At this time, any words are powerless and can only add to the annoyance. Only time and busyness can make the grief fade. Cui Xie knows this kind of pain better than Teacher Li, because he is probably the only person in the world who has experienced death personally, and after crossing, he buried a deceased lonely and secretly. .

Sitting next to Li Dongyang, he silently recalled the farewell of life and death that he had experienced in his life, amidst the sound of curses by monks in the courtyard, the sound of firecrackers welcoming the new year at homes outside the door, and the sound of congratulating each other on the New Year.

Li's relatives and friends came to worship like flowing water, Xie Ying also changed into plain clothes, and entered the door in a low-key manner to put incense sticks. Li Dongyang thanked him very solemnly, for allowing his father to watch him return home, for his care for the three of them in prison, and for his usual care for his student.

Xie Ying bowed and replied: "This is what Xie Ying should have done, and the adults don't need to thank you."

Li Dongyang smiled bitterly: "How can there be so many things for granted in the world. Xie Zhenfu's painstaking efforts are clear to Li, but he can't pretend to be missing."

He wanted to keep Xie Ying for a drink before leaving, but Xie Ying was afraid that the town's ambassador's status would make Xie's family and the guests afraid, and refused to stay, so Li Dongyang asked Cui Xie to see him off.

They whispered like others about the situation of the Li family these days, and they all wore low-key plain clothes, nothing special. Walking straight to the door, Xie Ying freed the rein of the horse from the stone that fastened the horse, led the horse back to look at Cui Xie, and said: "You also have to take care and persuade Mr. Li. The old man is a joy or mourning at this age. You teach him to protect his useful body for the country, and the court will have more use of him in the future..."

Cui Xie took his horse's rein very naturally, and responded, "I think so too. Life and death is a life and death. If we can live a day, we can live a day, and there will be no regrets in the end."

Xie Ying also felt a lot of feelings in this environment of sorrow and sorrow, and sighed, "There are many things in life, but there are more sorrows and less happiness." Her eyes slid from Cui Xie's hands to his face, only a few more bright eyes. The brilliance said with emotion: "Hexin, you have grown up...No, you have long been a sensible adult. I shouldn't have treated you as a child all the time."

Cui Xie smiled lightly, shook his head and said: "The first day I recognized you was not a child. One day in the future, when we two can stay together without interruption, I will tell you what happened in the past. I will tell you everything..."

Xie Ying whispered: "I also have a lot of things I want to tell you in the future." If I can, I also want to be able to talk about two people's more'future' things together in the future.

The two held hands to say goodbye, and each went back to the busy things in front of them, and worked hard to pave the way for the expected'future'. Time is passing away in this busyness, some abandon the world's sorrows and joys, and some have just ushered in the beginning of a lifetime of honor and favor.

Before the first seven days of Li’s family, Zhang’s family received good news from heaven: because Zhang’s daughter was selected as the crown prince, his father Zhang Luan also accepted the grace to grant him the honor. Hesiqing. The wedding is scheduled to be held in the first month, and the whole family will be rewarded.

Cui Xie hurriedly congratulated Zhang's family again, and on behalf of her younger sister, she passed on many of the make-ups and flower lotions specially made by Jinrongtang.

Two days later, on the eighth day of the first lunar month, the second volume of the "Jinyiwei" comic book finally went on sale. This time is in the midst of the New Year when all the officials and the people have to rest. More people lined up to buy books than last time. Most of the street was lined up to grab books, vowing to see the appearance of An Qianhu women’s clothing at first sight. The crowd was so turbulent that they could not be separated by a wooden fence.

Shuntian Mansion was afraid of crowding out the problem during the festival, and forced Ju'anzhai to find a way to divert the crowd and not allow customers to crowd outside the store. The shopkeeper Ji had to negotiate with Cui Xie to consign these books in the "Qingcha" shop. Banners with the words "Ju'anzhai" were hung outside the tea shop. The portraits of Fengyun and Yao Niang were placed on the left and right as signs, so that readers could be scattered Go to more places to buy books.

The tea shop sells the newly released "Jinyiwei" comic strip, and the storytelling artist in the store also tells the stories of Jinyiwei on the market. Watching and listening, drinking hot tea is also a rare treat.

Ordinary guests have to line up to buy, but Jinyiweiren doesn't use it, so you can book in advance. An Qianhu has ordered a new book since the ninth day of last month. When outsiders clashed and squeezed to buy books, he himself had read it many times at home when he wanted to see what his dress looks like.

good looking.

He still looks good, he looks better than Wang Yaoniang!

Although Cui Xie drew this picture directly after Wang Zuxian’s Nie Xiaoqian, only the draped hair was omitted, and it was not half similar to his previous picture, but An Qianhu himself studied the two pictures back and forth, just researching. How to draw eyebrows and eyes after the previous one can be drawn into the next one.

There was even a terrible urge to follow the picture in his heart.

Fortunately, he controlled himself and didn't try to take the wife's makeup box. He only cut a thin graphite pen and painted a few strokes on the embroidery on the last page of the first volume.

It was not painted well at the beginning, but the advantage of the graphite pen is that it can be erased. He wiped while tracing, and he scratched the last piece of embroidery paper in several comic strips, and still felt a little difference. He suddenly remembered that the eyeliner, eye shadow powder and other things that his wife had bought had a kind of "instructions" that could teach people a stroke of good-looking makeup, so he hurriedly called a small servant and said: "Go out and buy a few boxes of brocade. Rongtang’s make-up powder and rouge, the kind that has instructions. Go ahead, don’t let your mother know!"

The young man quickly bought the silver he gave, and then left An Qianhu to study in the room by himself. After going out, he said to the Xianghao girl: "Daddy bought a full set of Jinrongtang new rouge for our mother. If you want to bring the exquisite goods of the'instructions', you even told me to keep it from my mother, so I must give it to my mother personally!"

The little girl asked, "Sure enough? Good boy, what did you buy and when did you go? Why didn't you ask me early? I'll tell your mother which one to use! No matter, you frizzy boys... "

She said that the little boy was frizzy, turned around and told Mrs. Ann that Master had bought her a good makeup powder, and she must be drawing eyebrows for her during the holidays.

The Anjia lady was surprised and quickly dressed up, waiting for her husband to come over and give herself new makeup powder. After waiting for a long time, makeup is going to be spent, but I haven't waited for anyone to come. She couldn't help thinking a little deeper: "Last month he bought several books of brocade clothes with his female makeup, and this time he bought rouge. This is the real one for me or the real book It’s the same as the one painted here, so you have to pretend to be a girl..."

Lady An could not sit still, fearing that her husband would have the same nobility as the picture in the book, she quickly took the girl, walked quietly to the study of An Qianhu, and walked away from the family member who was guarding the door. The ground pushed the door and broke in.

Ok! Her husband has no makeup on his face and no women's clothing!

Lady An sighed, and at the second glance, she saw her husband holding an eyeliner and drawing something on the paper. She had drawn a little ghost with black eyebrows, red mouth and purple eyelids. There are two comic strips piled beside the painting, one is turning over a page of colorful beauty pictures, faint and soft, and it is the beauty of "An Qianhu" in the comic strip that she has newly seen!

The eyes of the two couples crossed in the air, and both were a little flustered. Ms. An was frightened, and just about to ask him if he wanted to learn makeup by himself, An Qianhu crumpled the paper and threw it out the window, revealing a surprised expression, and said quickly: "Ms. Yuan, are you here? Watch this for your husband. The makeup on the book looks good, and I was about to learn how to draw one for you. Why did you come here if you haven’t practiced it yet?"

He held the pen and sighed: "I watch you dressing every day, thinking that it can be done easily, but I didn't expect that after a long time I could not draw a pair of eyebrows that can be seen. It can be seen that Zhang Chang's name is passed down to later generations. It's not easy. I just blame my surname An, my parents didn't give me this talent."

Lady An sighed softly, took the pen and smiled and said, "It's easy to draw eyebrows well. If your husband wants to learn, I will teach you."

Fortunately, An Qianhu should become faster, and finally recovered the misunderstanding between the husband and wife. After that, he honestly took Luo Dai and learned to draw eyebrows to his wife, and he really drew some boudoir happiness that he had usually felt.

However, this kind of enjoyment did not last long. On the tenth day of the first lunar month, Wan Guifei suddenly passed away, and the emperor dropped out for seven days. He even uttered the ominous words "Once Zhen'er is gone, I will be here soon."

Both the Chinese and foreign courts were shaken by the death of this person. The funeral specifications were everywhere compared to the queen, and the women both inside and outside were crying. Jin Yiwei stayed in the palace day and night. The Zhang family was also worried that the prince’s marriage would be ups and downs. As soon as the day when Nacai asked for his name, the family was not very happy. Instead, they worried that their daughter would suffer from the death of Wan Guifei. .

Cui Xie found out and comforted him secretly: "Ling Mei is the destined queen, Brother Zhang doesn't have to think about it, just wait for the royal to come and salute."

The prince's marriage is such a big matter, the Ministry of Rites has long established regulations, unless the emperor or empress dies, it will never be changed. Concubine Wan has never been a queen in history, and has not even been a posthumous title, otherwise, why is it that the history book he remembers is just a Wan "concubine"?

Since he is a concubine, the prince may have to take two days of filial piety, but he won't delay the national plan for her.

Zhang Luan was still worried, and the title of the official title of Honghu Temple hanging on his head could not make him feel relieved. It was not until after the long Lantern Festival holiday that Baoguo Gong Zhu Yong and Cifu Liu Ji came to visit the house to ask for the famous gift, and he finally felt relieved, knowing that his daughter could be married into the palace safely.

Moreover, Concubine Wan Gui is dead, and no one will bully and frame his daughter!

Zhang Luan cried with joy, and tremblingly answered his family's ancestor's official and daughter's age, and smoothly finished the grand gifts such as accepting, accepting, levying, confession, canonization, and personal welcome.

On the seventh day of February, on Ding Chou day, the crown prince was married, and the position of the East Palace was more stable. After many years of exempting her from her hajj, the queen finally had to celebrate with her. On this day, the 23-year test of Chenghua will also kick off. The emperor ordered Yin Zhi, a scholar of the Hanlin Academy, and You Chunfang Youyude Wu Kuan as test examiners to preside over a new test.

From this day on, the lives of the Ming court and Cui Xie turned on a new track.