Transmigrating to the Ming Dynasty’s Imperial Examination

The highlight of the signing event is still at night.

All the yamen are deciding where to go. After the yamen are scattered, they will measure the time for traveling, eating, voting... it's about 6 or 7 in the evening. At this time, the sky is already dark, but fortunately, scholars often have to keep reading at night. As long as the lights are turned on, there is no major problem.

This period is also the time when the number of votes fluctuates the most. Sergeants and officials who have no time to pay during the day take advantage of this time to visit the garden, and by the way, carry out the last and most intense batch of votes.

From the beginning of the unity hour, the six gardens began to count the votes. Within two quarters of an hour, the votes were counted, and it was time for the six talents to put on the selected celebrity clothes and put on the poem. The six talented scholars who came out of Qian'an were restless, and asked how many counts they had, whether the famous officials and generals they supported won.

In front of them, the treasurer could not tell about the operation of his own black box, his brows were furrowed, the corners of his mouth were open, and he said, whether he liked it or was worried: "There are too many voters, and there will be a count of dozens of votes at the Academy and the Military Commander. Dozens of votes were smashed in, and the people counting the votes next to him couldn't count them. There was a person who voted for Lu Bu, who was also dressed in a Xichuan red brocade robe, dressed exactly like Lu Bu, which was strange and dazzling. A group of people followed to vote for Lu Bu, and after such a meeting, Lu Bu had more than 30 votes over Lord Guan!"

In the military commander’s courtyard, the happy young man with three-pronged hair and purple gold crown in the mouth of the shopkeeper was standing in front of the ticket booth, photographing a wad of brand-new treasures, and shouting: "This is your master Wang. Outside the Shanhaiguan pass, I worked hard with Tatar, and all the military pay in exchange for his life was exchanged for Lu Bu's ticket!"

Lu Bu's ticket was sold and it was too late to print. The shopkeeper ordered to print the line draft version again. The ink was sent to the group of ticket buyers before the ink was dry.

At the same time, in the First Loyal Court, Xie Ying, who was dressed in a brocade of the same color as Guan Yu, also held a stack of Guan Yu tickets printed with ink lines, and silently dropped them into the box. The few people around him who bought Zhuge tickets were all in color. It was said that Guan Yu tickets could not be printed in the color version, and they were changed to the ink version. I was afraid that Wuhou would get someone to throw it away. They all felt extremely nervous. Silver went to buy tickets again.

In the First Academy, Fei Hong-nephew, Cheng Kai, Guan Yong, Fang Ren and others from Jiangxi also took the newly purchased votes and voted for Zhuge Liang, Guo Jia, Cheng Yu and others in silence.

In just one hour, military commanders, counsellors, loyal ministers...More than 300 tickets were issued in several courtyards, and the big white board in front of the ticket booth was filled and changed, and changed and filled. The treasurer ran to the main courtyard one after another, reporting the latest number of votes to Cui Xie and Liu Zhizi.

The clothes prepared by the six people were also changed from time to time. Later, they only wore underwear and did not change their coats until the last moment.

Cui Xie stood by the wall and made overall plans. He held the ink pen and added the numbers on the wall. After analyzing the widening gap between the numbers, he secretly made up his mind-too many tickets were bought outside, and the study was too late to print him. More Guan Yu tickets can only converge on the battle line and put into one group in an all-round way!

Lu Bu in the generals group has too much advantage, but Guan Yu in the loyal group has 140 votes, Zhuge Liang has 132 votes, and Zhou Yu has 74 votes. As long as he casts his full effort here, Zhuge Fan will still strive to be the first counselor and spread the votes. They Guan Yuzu can secure the victory!

As for the other groups, it doesn’t matter if they lose. The six talents of them are best dressed in poor clothes. If several people wear the same outfit, it will look too monotonous and not good-looking.

He threw down the ink pen in his hand, his eyes flashed, and he turned his head and said to the six talented men: "The time is approaching. I will go out to see the situation. Several elder brothers will sit here temporarily, and someone will come to serve you when it's time to take the stage. The underside of the poem inscribed poems are all top-quality log frames. I asked people to carry the stones with large animals a few times beforehand. It was safe and there would be no accidents. Brothers don't have to worry."

Three or four people stood up with him, yelling "harmony" with some panic, and wanted him to stay.

They are not worried that the stage will collapse, they are only worried that they will face so many people after they take the stage, and they will have a guilty conscience and cowardice, and they will not be able to calmly write poetry!

The talented scholars wanted to take him to the stage to be courageous. Unfortunately, Cui Xie ran so fast that he flung his sleeves and left, leaving only the six of them in the yard.

The shopkeeper Ji also had a clear-sighted mind. After he left the courtyard, he grabbed a stack of tickets from his sleeve and gave him a defensive statement: "This is a newly printed one. Before sending it out, I will bring it to the son. I seem to have seen Xie Zhenfu bring someone here. He also likes to buy Guanwang tickets. If I hadn't grabbed them quickly, these tickets would have to be bought by them!"

Ask him to **** it, and let Xie Ying experience the feeling of holding the idol to the throne with her own hands.

When Cui Xie was about to say that he, another thought flashed in his mind, and he smiled and praised the shopkeeper: "It's so bad that you grabbed it, I'm going to vote."

It just happened to be called Xie Ying. In this general election, he has contracted Guan Yu's champion!

The shopkeeper said with satisfaction: "This is our family's business. Naturally, it is important to take what the son wants. The guests next to him have to tell them to wait. Since the son likes the king, he will ask them to print a few more big passes. Wang's portrait, how many pictures will be posted in our house?"

Cui Xie shook his head, with a small smile on his mouth, and said to himself: "I don't like Guan Gong that much, I prefer Prime Minister Cao..."

His voice was extremely low, and the treasurer could not hear him clearly. He gave a "Huh?" behind him, but he ignored him, and walked out of the courtyard with a speechless Henan Bangzi: "Brother Guan Xian, please listen: How can I treat you badly in Xuchang? Four dishes and two fire for a meal..."

In the courtyard where he was running for the first loyal minister of the Three Kingdoms, no one looked at the stage and the ancient tent, only a group of guests surrounded the ballot box. Standing next to the box are two and a half-high wooden plaques coated with white pulp powder. Lanterns hang high on both sides, reflecting the long line of loyal ministers’ names on the plaques, and the names are written in ink and can’t be altered. Orthographic.

The back cover of the ballot box has been removed, and the votes inside are all taken out and counted on the spot, and the new ones are put in another temporary wooden box to be counted. The words behind those names have gradually ceased to be added, but the number of votes for Guan and Ge at the top is still increasing, and people who see both are worried.

Most of them have already cast their votes, and those who have votes in their hands refuse to stay here, adding to the competition between military commanders, counsellors, and the Prime Minister's Academy. The counting time is about to end, and every increase in votes is like a hammer on people's hearts, and people's sweat is quietly coming out.

Just when the orthography on the card was about to stagnate, a young man who looked at the weak and weak and unremarkable came outside the courtyard, but after entering, he showed the power of overwhelming the sea, lined up dozens of densely packed people. Everyone rushed to the ballot box abruptly and stuffed a stack of newly printed paper tickets into Guan Yu's box.

The voter snatched out the new box and wrote down the tickets one by one on the sign.

Guan Yu's name had more than three straight characters, while Zhuge Liang's name had only one extra straight character during this period.

Victory or defeat is determined.

Guan Yu got 12 more votes.

The team in front of Guan Yu screamed and laughed wildly. People in Zhuge's team looked at Cui Xie angrily. A few even rushed to catch him, but were gently stopped by a person wearing a jade-colored pin. , Twisted his arm and threw it aside.

The man only said lightly: "Jin Yiwei is here, who dares to make trouble, immediately pull out and stand on the shackles, and are not allowed to participate in the poem inscription conference!"

The deterrence of the three-character Jin Yiwei is chilling, and the pain of standing on shackles deterred many people. But for those who are willing to spend real money to vote for celebrities they admire, the threat of "not allowed to participate in the poem meeting" is the threat. A weapon that really nailed their feet.

Everyone glared at the white-clothed young man who had robbed Wuhou chieftain and the green-clothed official who stopped them, and retreated to the First Academy of Scholars with hatred.

The counting of votes there may not be over yet!

After they left, the guests who voted for Zhou Yu, Dong Cheng, Dian Wei and others also left boredly, preparing to participate in the poem inscription meeting. The guests who voted for Guan Yu gathered around to celebrate. When the last voter was invited to drink, they suddenly realized that the person they were looking for was no longer there.

Not only the absence of voting, but also the Jin Yiwei who prevented a group fight. The crowd searched back and forth twice, and saw that they couldn't find them, so they didn't care about them anymore.

The counts of each courtyard have come to an end, and the main courtyard, which has been arranged for a whole day, is opened, and palace lanterns are covered with flowers and trees along the road, illuminating the courtyard brightly.

When everyone went in, the gatekeeper would hand them a pot of hot tea and a pack of rice cakes. The specially fired porcelain pots are written with numbers such as the first in the dry character and the tenth in the Mongolian character. When the poem meeting is over, the people who hold the conference will have to draw a lottery by the number. Such a mysterious prize worth two silvers.

I asked them what they were, but those who delivered tea and food refused to speak any more, just pointed to the inside and let them in and wait.

Although everyone did not hesitate to spend money on the heroes they admired, they had the opportunity to get better from the merchants and felt comfortable. They each entered the garden with pots and pastries, looking for portraits of people they supported, in that row. Sit down.

Last time in the Wumei general election, the home court was on the stage, and the five beauties played for the first time, singing and dancing, but this time the stage was vacant behind. A new circular high platform was erected in the center of the courtyard, with long steps leading to the bottom on all sides, and the seats below were set up around the circular platform and also arranged in a ring.

There was no one on the table, but it was not empty. A circle of portraits lined up like a screen was reflected in the lights. The shadowy shadows could see Zhuge Liang in the lupine scarf, Guan Yu in the green dress and red face, Zhao Yun in the white horse and silver gun, and Jin Guanjin. Lu Bu...

The more people count, the more they see.

After watching, the audience realized that it was not their eyesight that had improved, but that the screen was turning, slowly turning the people who hadn't been seen before them. In the central screen of the stage, there is a large area of ​​bright light. The light reflects the painting on the stage like a giant revolving lantern.

Everyone was stunned, and they couldn't imagine that this study could come up with a fresher form after the Wumei election!

The pictures on the stage slowly turned twelve times, revealing the twelve figures with the most votes in front of everyone. After a few turns, the light shining from the surrounding screen suddenly disappeared, and the painted screen fell into a vague and dark situation like they had just entered.

However, there was another voice passing through the screen, as if it came from some deep place. It was not particularly clear, but it sounded in a deep and loud voice: "Famous and famous in the troubled times, the Yuanmen Feijian cuts the dust. Hulao closed. Qian Junji, the first person in the Three Kingdoms of Wuguan."

Someone in the audience exclaimed "Lu Bu"! The shouts grew louder, one after another, not only overwhelming the corner that was given to the guests of the first military commander, but also someone else stood up and echoed.

In the noise, someone seemed to see a vague shadow emerging from behind the painting screen.

The candlelight on the stage lights up again, and the light turns out from behind the screen, but a man wearing a brocade robe and purple gold crown pushes the screen and turns out. Behind him are two boys dressed as horse boys, each standing with a lamp. beside.

The Prince Wang, who was also dressed as Lu Bu, let out a "hey" and exclaimed excitedly: "This is Tang Caizi! We went out of Qian'an County! I saw him secretly when they first left the Three Kingdoms in the early years! Tang Caizi! All dressed up as Lu Wenhou like me, Wenhou is the best player in the world!"

The eyes of the people in the half-time fell on him, and even Wan Hongbi couldn't help but envy him, regretting that he hadn't asked anyone to do such a outfit before he came.

The people brought by Prince Wang also clapped and applauded. Tang Ning looked down at him, grabbed the Fang Tian painted halberd with bamboo sticks in his hand, and gestured twice, holding a tin-cast simple loudspeaker in his left hand and shouting. Said: "Today, Lv Bulu Fengxian selected the first military commander of the Three Kingdoms. Tang Moulin, as one of the "Six Talents Criticism Version of The Romance of the Three Kingdoms", presents poems and inscriptions for you today as the first military commander!"

There was a tumult in the audience, with joy, sigh, and trouble, and some soldiers, government officials, and Jinyi guards who came to see the excitement to maintain order.

But the two boys next to Tang Ning suddenly blew out the lanterns, turning the stage into a dark place again.

The voice gradually subsided, and another voice resounded in the gloom: "Since the three worships in Taoyuan, a loyalty has been given to Sun Chong. Chang Ji Liehuang's kindness and righteousness are heavy, and it is not for the gold and silk."

The noise in the garden was not calm, but another clamor was raised. In a quiet corner outside the courtyard, Xie Ying listened to the voice of "King Guan, Emperor Guan, and Guan Hou", her eyes flashed with star-like light, and said with a smile: "Today, King Guan can win, it will be your last The vote that I voted was also a lot of money because I took a lot of people to vote... This occasion is considered to be the win of the two of us, and we should celebrate!"

Choi Xie also smiled happily.

"I didn't expect you to come so early. I still want to let you know the good news when Brother Wang takes the stage. You like Guan Erye, I naturally want you to watch him become the first person!" After blinking, he asked expectantly: "The people inside can't take care of us anyway. Why don't we two find a secluded place by ourselves to celebrate Guan Erye's election as the first loyal minister?"

Xie Ying shook his hand quietly, looked around for a few times, and saw that there was no one around him, and there was no place for Tibetans, so he bowed his head in relief. I was about to walk out, as if thinking of something, suddenly said: "I remember that once you were happy, you had to pull me around..."

While talking, he grabbed Cui Xie's waist, raised his arms to his chest and hugged him a few times.

Cui Xie was barely scared, but when the wind blew, the excited shouts in the courtyard, Xie Ying's smile seduce, the shock turned into joy, and he laughed lowly on his shoulders: " Where is there a person who is holding and turning like this, you have to hold it against your chest. I wanted to hold you and turn to the couch and let you sit on my lap. At that time, you refused to hold or sit..."

Xie Ying held his waist up and lifted him up, letting him sit on her arm like holding a child, put her face on his chest, and said with a smile: "Isn't this posted? I will prepare it later. In the yard, just sit on my lap, and I won’t say a word for a while.”