Transmigrating to the Ming Dynasty’s Imperial Examination

The Cui family’s cemetery is located in the mountains, not far from the farm, but the mountains are high and the roads are steep and it is not convenient to get in and out. Nowadays, Mrs. Xu is in charge of the family married by Mrs. Xu. Cui Xie is too lazy to interact with them, so he stays at the farmer’s house next to his ancestral grave. Sooner or later, he still writes and reads as he did at home, waiting for the stonemason to carve the stele and choose Rebuild the tomb of Mrs. Liu on a good day.

He doesn’t have many books with him, but it’s really time-consuming to learn: "Three", "Hundred", "Thousands" and persuasive poems. Although they are commonly used, the imperial examinations are not tested. Just read them and print them on the hard disk. ; But "Daily Class" and "Rhyme Book" can't just finish reading things hastily. Because these things are to be used, to be able to see at a glance whether others are using them right or wrong, you have to rely on them to write your own poems.

If you can’t remember the opposing words, sentences and rhymes, when it comes time to write poetry and composition, it is equivalent to an English learner taking the Oxford Dictionary and a grammar to take the simultaneous interpretation test-that is to let you open the book and turn it casually. Can't write anything that can be read in a word.

For some reason, the sentence is still a bit of playing with words, and the memorization is purely to sharpen the mind.

The pronunciation of people in Shuntianfu is also very different from the pronunciation in the rhyme book. Some characters with the same pronunciation are divided into two parts in the rhyme part, which is quite anti-human.

However, books such as "Li Weng Duiyun" and "Sound Rhyme Enlightenment" were both in the Qing Dynasty. They had not yet appeared at this time. He had only the two basic reference books in his hand, so he had to learn by rote. . First memorize the unrelated words in the rhyme part, read the right type and then pick the words word by word to recall which part and rhyme part they belong to, and forcefully deepen the memory through comparison.

Just learn a new foreign language, learn words through long and difficult sentences... at least it is easier than really learning a foreign language.

Cui Xie read these two sets of books day and night. Cui Yuan and his sons were afraid that he would be exhausted, so they bought roe deer rabbit, pheasant, and pigeon, stewed them with Huang Jing, Chinese yam, wolfberry and other nourishing herbs. He makes up.

He himself was afraid that sitting and reading for too long would be bad for the spine, and the morning and evening meals would make him unable to sleep, so he practiced push-ups and abdominal crunches in the room when no one saw him at night, and occasionally raised a stool to practice arm strength.

One day at night, Pengyan saw him holding a stool as a barbell through the window. He almost thought he was called a ghost upper body. He was so scared that he stayed outside before daring to go in. He whispered, "Master, what is this practice? Yes, beware that the host sees the joke."

Cui Xie's heart bounced for a while, put down the stool, and said with a sullen face, "I just practiced wrist strength. In the past two days, I always feel that my handwriting is not as strong as before. The handwriting is not as good as before. It is not good to look back. I made a bag of sand and hung it on my wrist. Let's try to practice calligraphy."

Pangyan immediately retorted in earnest: "Nothing, the few imperial decree you copied are better than the original writing! I think your hands are okay, but the copybook is not good-Yan's body is not good for writing, turn back to you Buy a few copies of Yang Xueshi's Taige style copybook and practice it, and you will definitely write a good handwriting."

As for the fact that he wants to practice his wrist strength, Pengyan turned his head and told his father. Cui Yuan was more concerned about the young master’s affairs, and the next morning he had a serious conversation with him: “Master, don’t practice by yourself. It’s hard to write because the training hurts your muscles and bones. Let’s buy it later. Zhang Xiaogong, set a target in the yard. Only when you open a bow and archery can you practice your arm strength and breath. We have a horse again. You can find a master who knows how to equestrian and learn seriously. It’s okay to go around the city and hunt a pheasant rabbit. Yes, it can also train you to have such a good body bone as Jin Yiwei."

good idea.

Horseback archery is much more handsome and handsome than doing squatting, push-ups, and running around the yard at home.

He immediately drove the wooden stool for weightlifting into the cold palace, sat under the moon before Song Qiang, and carried on his back, "The sky is endless, the moon is white and the wind is as clear as the night."

It was August 11 in a blink of an eye.

Mr. Yin and Yang sees a good day, it should be built, and the ground should be moved. The new stone mason's tablet is also carved, and it is only waiting to rebuild the tomb.

Long before this day, Choi Xie painted a self-portrait on the bronze mirror. It was painted with fine writing brushes, blended with modern sketching techniques, using smart lines to outline the outline, and light ink to bake shadows. The facial features are exactly the same as the fourteen-year-old Cui Xie in the mirror, but the expression is more childish. Naive and carefree.

He did not ask Cui Yuan and his sons to see this painting, but was sandwiched in a "Three Character Classic" that the original body had seen since childhood. After the tomb was excavated, together with the book and the original Xiuyu jade pendant. Put them together on the lid of the coffin. Then he personally shoveled the evenly beaten wet soil, shoveling the ground one by one, covering the things that belonged to Cui Xie.

The workers and Cui Yuan father and son also shoveled together, piled the tomb high, and sealed the tomb again.

Cui Xie knelt in front of the grave, poured three glasses of wine, and burned a bunch of paper money. His fingertips copied the "Unscrupulous Cui Xie" carved on the body of the stele, silently wishing this child will be born in his time and grow up in peace in his next life.

I also hope that in that world, someone can really think about him like this in front of his grave.

After offering sacrifices to their ancestors, the three of their masters and servants returned to Qian'an.

It was almost dusk when I got home, but the official road seemed more crowded than usual, and the carriage moved extremely slowly. They still think that something has happened in the city. When they were about to get home, they realized that it was not other people’s homes that affected the traffic, but they themselves—the street corner in front of the Cui family’s old house was busy with workers carrying soil and tamping the ground. The tall pine pole is erected, and it looks like a four-posted three-room archway.

Although Cui Xie is not a narcissist, there is no such thing as an observant widow or a loyal righteous husband in their street. It seems that he is the only one who can build an archway.

He jumped out of the car and asked Cui Yuan to drive the car through the back door to go home. He walked to the supervisor's bookkeeper and asked, "This big brother, how did my family build an archway?"

The little official saw him, and quickly bowed his hand: "Why did the son come back at this time? The villain Zhang Xing, the son called the villain by his name. The county lord also said that he wanted to repair your house again, you After spending a few days in the mountains, we almost couldn't get into your house!"

"Big Brother Zhang... Didn't the county honor give me a reward? Why do you want to build an archway and repair a house again?" Cui Xie saw the door of the room wide open in a blink of an eye, and people were moving in and out of the ground. He was so surprised that he didn't know what to say. , Shut his mouth silently, and sighed for a while for the magistrate's vigorous actions.

"The imperial court has issued a decree and also given a plaque for the imperial book. Of course, the county has to allocate funds for you to repair the torii, but the house repair is a big compassion for you, privately allocated funds..." Zhang Shuban also took a look. The door said with emotion: "If it weren't for someone from your house, the craftsmen the adults were looking for couldn't get in, so you have to wait until you come back."

Is the Cui family coming again? Are you here to trouble him again?

It wasn't that he was maliciously speculating about people, but he came through and had so many dealings with the original family, but he hadn't seen anyone do anything good to Cui Xie. This time...

This time, it was a short and thin woman in her forties, dressed in a silk shirt and short gown, and a red and gold embroidered skirt. She ran out of the door with a smile on her face. She dragged her skirt on the ground. When she got closer, she bowed like a candle, dipped her veil on her face, and cried and smiled to Cui. Xie said, "Brother Xie, you're really good. Your grandparents and parents know that you have received the Jing watch. I am happy for you at home!"

This is... I haven't seen it at home!

Cui Xie stretched out his hand to support her, really unable to squeeze the difficult expression of sadness and joy, and simply said vaguely: "Mom, don't be too excited. Why are you crying on such a good day? Can everyone in the family be well? How is grandfather sick? , Did my grandmother get sick these days? Are my parents okay these days?"

The mother smiled and replied: "Okay, what's wrong, you got the court watch, the old lady is so good that he can sit on the cushion for a while. The old lady is also very happy, let me pack some things for you from home, Brother Xie, follow me in and see what your milk gives you!"

One end laughed, and the other couldn't stop crying. Cui Xie had no choice but to coax her to cry again when she returned to her house. He turned around and hurriedly said goodbye to Zhang Shuban, and asked him to thank the magistrate Qi on his behalf, and tell the magistrate that today is too late, and tomorrow he will go to the Yamen to thank you again.

Zhang Shuli arched his hands amusedly and said: "Young Master Cui doesn't have to be so polite, don't worry about going back. See where there are things to be changed or repaired in the house, and just tell us when you come back!"

After returning home, Cui Xie learned from Pengyan that this mother's surname was Zhang, and she was someone who could be used by the old lady. She lived in her own house in Beijing, and she often went to see it and send something.

It seems that the original body can live to the age he wears, and the old lady and this mother have also contributed.

But he didn't know how the original body was getting along with her, so he could only smile mildly and persuaded: "Mom don't cry, go back and persuade grandfather and grandmother not to worry about me anymore. I am now a righteous citizen of the court. He often goes to and from the county government office, and he is already an adult."

Mother Zhang wiped away her tears and smiled: "Ouch, our brother Xie is already an adult and can be the master of the house. It has only been a few days since I haven’t seen him. He looks like an adult. He has grown more than when he was at home the other day. The old lady brought you something so that you can stand up, and the two old people can rest assured."

She pushed Cui Yuan and his son to the porch to watch, and opened several cages to show Cui Yuan.

Those boxes are different from the ones he has at home, but they are all carved with mahogany wood and the carvings are superb. Inside the box were some smooth and gorgeous silk and brocade materials, fine embroidery, incense burner toys, and a few boxes of pen, ink, paper, and rolls of calligraphy and painting that they had no time to pack when they left Beijing.

Unexpectedly, the original body can paint. I learned it from the Lu Juzi I invited two years ago. I can paint boneless lotus, but the technique is not superb.

It was a surprise.

The clothing toy was given by the family, and he couldn't sell it for money. It didn't matter where it was placed, he didn't care. What really surprises him is that Xiao Cui Xie can also paint—Mr. Lin is a pure scholar and does not know these elegant skills. He thought he had to find an opportunity to show his painting skills. Since the original body will be there, you can pick up this skill with integrity without carrying Cui Yuan and his son.

In the future, if someone from Jin Yiwei comes to deliver wine, he will imitate a Zheng Banqiao's bamboo and stone, accompanied by the song "Determine the green mountains and not relax", let Xie Qianhu know that he is not illiterate.