Transmigrating to the Ming Dynasty’s Imperial Examination

The Master Zhuang knew that he had returned to the hometown a few days ago. He had already organized the graveyard. Even the hut has been repaired so much that people can live in it. It's just that this place is an empty mountain and wild forest after all, guarding the cemetery, and the weird thing that just appeared on the paper has just been made. The family members are not relieved that he will live alone and urge him to move down the mountain.

Cui Xie said firmly: "I don't talk strangely and forcefully. I have studied for many years, and I am a court official. I have a strong righteousness to protect my body. What monsters dare to attack me? If this is only stained on the stone, I will be busy. If the ancestors have given me warning signs, I will not listen, but don’t miss the family?"

He dragged the hands of several children and said, "Today, I asked you to spend the night alone. It is inevitable that you will be fooling around when I am away, or you will be punished when I go back."

The two uncle Zhang Guos didn’t know how far he could punish others. They thought that copying the manuscript more than a dozen times was the limit, but Cui Heng, who was really punished, shivered and told his two nephews with Cui Xie on his back: Don't mess with him. My eldest brother gets up so cruelly that he can keep people in the house for endorsement day and night, and can't recite them without letting out the door!"

Zhang Heling recalled it, shook her head and said: "It's nothing, my father sometimes shut us down."

Cui Heng lowered his voice and threatened him with a more serious tone: "He still beats people! Take and use a rope to slap someone's ass!"

The two Zhangs were stunned, and they exchanged glances at each other and sighed: "Mr. Cui has a very good temper, and he draws the rope. Our father always holds the board... Mr.'s bamboo board is also very good. painful."

It turns out that Mr. Cui has such a good temper, and he doesn't hit people hard, so why did they always feel that he was scary before?

The minds of the two bear children became active again, and they felt less afraid of Mr.

Living in Zhuangzi, because Cui Xie is not there, there is no one enough to control the four young masters. Cui and himself can still control their homework; Cui Heng also told his eldest brother to clean up and can barely make a perfunctory article; the Zhang brothers let go of their guts, thinking of an excuse for being frightened during the day, and decided not to write travel notes today.

Not only did they not do their homework, they also chased chickens and dogs on the village, and ran all over the ditch under the trees, and four or five broad-bodied villagers couldn't help them. Until the dinner was delivered, the Cui family brothers greeted them to eat. The two felt that they were hungry that day, and went back to the room to pick up two bowls of rice.

People in the village do not enter the house for dinner, so they set up tables in the courtyard, eat some thick rice and dried vegetables in the light of the sky, and talk loudly about strange things during the day while eating.

The dealer staring at the two uncles of Zhang Guoxun first talked about the matter: "I and Saburo can see clearly, and the three words appear on the stone, don't get married, isn't it that the Cui family ancestor forbids our son to get married?"

An elderly farmer said: "Nonsense! Where is the ancestor who doesn't want his grandson to marry a wife! The eldest son is the eldest grandson of Zhenggen's Zhengye'er. If he is not married, our Cui family's protagonist will be extinct! Could anyone refuse their cigarettes? of?"

Others enviously and disdainfully said: "It must not be the ancestor's manifestation. It must be some fairy in the mountain. I think our son is young and strong, and has no wife, so I can trick him into not marrying a wife, so I can hook him. !"

The person listening next to me cursed: "What a shameless fairy! Our son is the reincarnation of Wenquxing. We must marry a lady from the old cabinet and the scholar. With her wild fairy, she can dare to dream of the champion lady!"

Although the two uncles were young, they were both born with a good heart. Listening to this glamorous goblin gossip, the fans couldn't even care for food, and they looked at the outside dealers by their windows. The Cui brothers didn't have much self-control to fight against feudal superstitions. In addition, the little friends had listened to them, and they were wondering if they didn't listen, and they went to the window with their jobs.

The villagers scolded the fairies who seduce the son, and began to worry that if he lived alone in the mountains most of the night, would the fairies run to hook him?

Those demon-fox mountain ghosts are so beautiful that they can hook up with people. What if a young man like Cui Xie can't keep it?

"Yeah! What if you can't keep it! When we are disciples, we can't look at your husband and call a fairy!"

Mr. Zhang screamed at the voice that had just changed, and his eyes shone with excitement. He said that he was worried or hoped that Cui Xie would be fascinated by the goblin. He patted the window and said, "The mountains are so dangerous, how can we do The husband left alone and came back by himself!"

Must see him... what does that female fairy look like! What if it is a beautiful goddess fairy like that in "Lian Fang Lu"?

Although Da Zhang Guoji was shocked when he saw the white paper, he was scared when he told the group of people to scream "Female Fairy", and he shook the two young uncles and his younger brother up the mountain. Rescue Mr. in the hand.

Cui He has yet to write today’s travel notes, and he doesn’t want to confront his eldest brother, but Cui Heng has a bit of activity in his heart. Since this elder brother returned from Qian’an, he has openly become a famous scholar with perfect morals. Regardless of older children, he couldn't even confess when he wanted to fight back. If this time I can hold the handle of my brother having an affair with the banshee...

He chuckled a few times, and had a good time in his heart. When the Zhang family brothers asked him if he wanted to go, they still didn't dare. They were afraid that Cui Xie would be arrested by someone, and became angry, so he was locked up for another three months and a half.

Zhang Heling stunned for a while, but the two uncles of the Cui family were not brave enough to follow him up the mountain. The villagers did not dare to go to the cemetery in the mountain in the middle of the night, saying that they would wait until the mage came tomorrow before going up the mountain. Their brothers showed off the prestige of the country, and took the crown of the prince and the prince concubine to overwhelm others, which forced the farmers to agree to follow them into the mountain early tomorrow morning.

The two brothers at this night were tossing and turning, and they couldn't sleep well. They cocked three times in the morning and quickly got up and called others. At this time, the sky hadn't even seen the faint light of the morning light, the stars were full of the sky, and it was still the same as the night, but the two of them quarreled more than chickens, and called the men in the village to go up the mountain with them to catch the demon.

The dark blue that tossed to the horizon changed to pale blue, and the Zhang family brothers finally took a group of dealers to the bottom of the mountain in a carriage, and then asked people to lead them in with horses. The entourage held a torch to illuminate the road, holding a few fierce hounds in his hand to prevent the vixen from changing and fleeing, and those who walked in front even carried steel forks to sweep around, scaring away the snakes, insects and beasts in the grass.

The two uncles on the horse were extremely serious, walked to the place near the grave circle in the mountain, and waved them to blow out the torch.

If the vixen runs away in surprise, won't they come back for nothing?

Uncle Zhang Guo is now learning and selling now. He brought out the military disciplines that he learned with Cui Xie before coming to Qian'an, and asked the villagers to walk up quietly with their horses wrapped in hooves. The two bear children, scorpions, scorpions, and scorpions stung people. They panicked when they were okay. When they arrived outside the cabin, everyone held their breath, with a dozen eyes staring at a faintly candle-lit white paper next to the house window.

Uncle Zhang Daguo put on the posture of Jinyiwei Town's solicitor, waved his right hand into the air, and ordered everyone to stop. He pressed the saddle and slammed into the air... He fell into the arms of a Zhuang Han.

His brother called out "Brother", and suddenly realized what they were doing, he hurriedly covered his mouth again, looking down to see how badly his brother fell.

A window of the hut was suddenly opened from inside at this moment, and candlelight shone from the deep room. The light and shadow in the depth of the hut were shaking, and there seemed to be an old man with a very white complexion and a black headscarf shaking with the light and shadow. Those Zhuang Han was so frightened and sweated that they didn't dare to look more, shouting "forgiveness from the ancestors", put their forks away and ran out the dog.

Cui Xie hides behind the window, because he has just been upset by this group of people, he hasn't put on clothes yet, hasn't shown his face. But I don't want these people not to see him, but first saw the portrait of his ancestors painted by him staying up late last night, and regarded it as an ancestor manifestation...

Such a misunderstanding full of feudal superstition, it would be too wasteful not to use it.

Cui Xie gave up holding the painting and told the senior monk that he had seen his ancestors dreaming, and tiptoed back to the bed, took off the painting and stuffed it into his arms.

With so many testimonies, he doesn't need a portrait to prove that he dreamed of his ancestors. These witnesses are far more powerful than a painting, even if it is someone who has read "A Compilation of Goose Fantasy" and guessed that there is an article on his paper, he can't guess that the old man seen by his family dealer is a portrait. The miracles of the two ancestors' manifestations were superimposed on each other, and they proved to each other that the ancestors of the Cui family did not want to marry him. Not only did they leave words in front of the tomb, they also dragged him into a dream in the middle of the night.

Cui Xie smiled secretly, put on his clothes, pretended to wake people up just now, and walked out of the room and asked, "Why are you making such a noise? You have invited a mage?"

The villager gave a shock, turned his head slowly, took a closer look at the room, and then replied stiffly: "The big son is awake? Master and Gao Gong have to wait until dawn to come. The younger ones serve the two little noblemen. Come to serve the son and get up..."

They talked for a long while, and didn't dare to ask Cui Xie if he hit a ghost in the middle of the night. Or Zhang Heling didn't give up and asked, "Mr. slept alone last night? No one was with him?"

Cui Xie smiled and said: "Where do I go to find a disciple to sleep under my feet to serve? You got up too early. Didn't you worry about coming to the mountains in the morning to play tricks? Be careful to sleep less and it is not easy to grow taller."

Is there no vixen anymore?

When the two uncle Zhang Guoxue heard someone calling someone in the house, they thought that it was the old man incarnation of a fox who frightened them. At this time, hearing Cui Xie said that no one had been here, they felt a little regretful. The dealers didn't seem to have only fairies and ghosts in their minds, but worried about colliding with the ancestors of the Cui family, carefully asking Cui Xie if he had dreamed of anything last night.

Cui Xie's face became dark, frowning and saying, "I dreamed...it's useless to tell you. I won't talk about it until the Master arrives."

Sure enough, the ancestor of the Cui family came to see the great-great-grandson!

All the Zhuanghan sighed and sighed. They dared not say anything in front of him. In private, they slapped their eyebrows in the lawsuit and whispered some new stories they made up... Waiting for the master of Zhuang to invite the senior monk of the nearby Longyan Temple. When Tak went up the mountain, Cui Xie asked his ancestors to have a dream in the middle of the night, and the story of not allowing him to get married quickly spread to their ears like the wind.

Although the monks had just gone up the mountain, they had filled their ears with the things of yesterday and this morning. When Cui Xie came to ask them for advice with incense and silver, the leading monk put his palms together and chanted the Buddha's name, and solemnly said: "The benefactor was born in a family of officials, so he is famous in the world, and he is deeply sacred. It can be said that everything goes smoothly. But because it is too smooth elsewhere, I am afraid that the word'marriage' will be a bit bumpy."

Cui Xie approves and sighs with his palm: "The master is so right! I used to be drunk in my career, and the two and the eldest in the family were too sick, my father was an official outside, and there was no aunt to preside, and I had never intended to get married. Now I am asking. My ancestors blessed me with a virtuous woman who can preside over the steaming as my wife, but for some reason, my ancestors seemed to not want me to get married..."

He hesitated and looked around. The mage ordered the monk who was accompanying him to leave before he stepped forward and asked: "Yesterday when I was sweeping the tomb, I saw stains like the words on the green, and it seemed to be'Don't get married'. I’m afraid there is some reason, so I stayed in the mountains in the middle of the night, wanting to listen to the teachings of my ancestors. But I don’t want to gradually fall asleep in the middle of the night. I dreamed that an old gentleman came over and said to me that although there is a lot of good fortune on our Cui family ancestor, There is only the blessing of two generations of scholars, but because of me..."

He frowned and thought for a while, half-truth and said: "I didn't hear it really well, or I can't remember it. In short, he said that I had an unexpected blessing for some reason and became the champion. But As the master said, because I am too smooth elsewhere, and I cannot be perfect in life, he wants me not to marry, nor even to have the intention of accepting concubines and children. Otherwise, I am too perfect and my father, grandparents and brothers will have luck. Tell me..."

The master nodded slightly and sighed: "This is because of the lack of good fortune in the Cui family. It should not be forced. The donor is fortunate enough to be the champion in the court, and will be a good official in the future, and he will give more on weekdays. Temples, bridges and roads, and porridge to help the poor... Accumulating the blessings of this life can also make up for the regrets of the ancestors. When the fortunes are accumulated, the Bodhisattva will naturally give you a good child."

Cui Xie even claimed to thank them and asked them to make a 36-day dojo for the ancestors of the Cui family, pull them out of hell, and promised another silver to rebuild the temple.

In the afternoon, another family member brought Taoist priests from Qiyun Palace, Cui Xie said again. The Taoist priest did not just persuade him to repair the bridge and repair the road like a monk, but first communicated the Yin and Yang, saying that his great ancestor had done good in the countryside during his whole life, and he had obtained the merit and good fortune of his champion, and he was reincarnated in a good family.

Because of his virtue and protection, he was able to show his true form before reincarnation to warn him about these gods and spirits.

Cui Xie listened respectfully, and asked: "So I can only be unmarried like the Gaozu said? Does the Taoist know any way to resolve it?"

The Taoist chief quietly swept over the money held by his family behind him, and sighed, "This is determined by fate, how can the manpower do it? Forget it, I can never look at the champion of the champion. After getting married, I had to give up for decades to solve your practice!"

Cui Xie hurriedly asked someone to bring a tray, maybe he promised to send someone to the palace after returning to Qian'an's house.

The monks on both sides will give him the answer after receiving the money, and they are both extremely professional. In front of Cui Jiazu’s grave, while blowing and beating and reciting the golden scriptures, while beating his head and distributing star lights, the excitement attracted a lot of people from the village to watch, and the ancestors of Cui Zhuangyuan’s tomb were quickly enchanted, and the fact that they were not allowed to marry was spread everywhere. .

Cui Xie also wrote a letter to his father in tears, telling him that he should be advised by his ancestors that it is not appropriate to marry, otherwise he would take all the luck of the Cui family and hinder the future of his father and brothers.

His letter was sent out a month later than Wan Ge’s letter, but because Wan’an’s letter could be delivered urgently, the Cui family’s letter could only be sent from Sichuan to Yunnan by boat. There were many setbacks in the process and it fell to Cui Que. It was mid-to-late June in hand.