Transmigrating to the Ming Dynasty’s Imperial Examination

Twelve years later, this unknown case of the murder of the father and the son was finally over, and he could be himself at ease in the future.

Cui Xie wiped his hand on the quilt, took out the sachet from his sleeve and pressed it to the end of his nose. After a few sniffs, tears rolled out. He tied the sachet to his waist, got up and shouted sadly: "Call Brother Heng and Brother He, and inform grandmother... Then send someone to each house to deliver obituaries... Our master is dead..."

Master Cui was hit by erysipelas that night, and he has survived for more than ten days. The home furnishings and coffins have already been prepared, and the family members came up to dress up after hearing the news. Cui Xie turned around and left, went to the study to get the papers he had prepared long ago, and ordered them to be handed to the Secretary for General Affairs to beg Dinggan.

The emperor Hongzhi was surprised when he received Zhezi: "Mr. Cui is not the best at health preservation, why did his father go at this age? Now it is the time to hire people, and I also intend to call him an official of the Eastern Palace. Ding You!"

Father Gao and his son have been with Cui Xie for many years. About the Cui family, he doesn't know about Cui Xie and Xie Ying adding things to the golden pill. Everything else is as clear as his own family affairs. He immediately replied: "The father of Cui Shi said He was sent to Jinyiwei’s imprisonment for bribery, and later the lawsuit was made clear and he was fined to go to Yulin to lose rice. He was a scholar, how could he withstand such a rush? He was seriously ill at that time, so he believed in a Taoist priest from nowhere. Raising him to burn pills and make medicine at home, and eat it for two years. This time I am afraid it will be a disaster..."

Xianzong the first emperor believed in the demon way and served the elixir, and died because of erysipelas. Now the old father of the Cui family actually died because of serving pill. The emperor not only sympathizes, but also feels a little bit empathy, sighing: "It is these demon alchemy alchemy that harm people. Mr. Cui himself is good at keeping good health. How can his father not believe him, I believe in Taoist priests!"

Grandpa Tan praised the emperor at the right time: "Although Mr. Cui’s health regimen is effective, you must first exercise your body with a vegetarian diet. Those who do not have great perseverance can hold on to it? Your Majesty is the master of the world, do not indulge in Good food is comfortable, but Cui Que is an ordinary old man, how can he stand such hard days? He wants to live long and to be happy, it is no wonder that he asked the Taoist priest to cheat, even his mother and so many sons can't persuade him.

The emperor sighed for a while, but it was a pity that Cui Xie's official position was too low to reach the bottom line of sensationalism. He could only give some silk and satin cloth to Kanhe Lu as a guide, allowing him to return to his hometown and guard the system.

When Cui Xie wants to return to his hometown, the two uncles will not stay at the teacher's house anymore, so they packed up and returned to the palace. Zhu Juren wanted to say goodbye, but asked the two uncles to rush home stronger than the teacher, allowing him to experience the real life of the young Jin Yiwei up close, so that he could draw on materials and write manuscripts.

These two bear kids can't be watched by anyone!

When the Zhang family brothers brought Zhu Yunming to the door to offer condolences, Cui Xie knew what the two bear kids had done, and he hurriedly apologized to Zhu Dashou for them, and asked him to forgive his disciples for his own sake.

Zhu Yunming said graciously: "The waiter agreed to write "Young Jinyiwei" to Master Cui. No matter what, he must write the article before leaving. The adult’s mansion is now in funeral, and the students can no longer stay overnight without incident. Uncles invited each other at this time, which saved the students from finding another residence."

Seeing what he said was quite sincere, not resentful, Cui Xie was slightly relieved, and said: "If you find it inconvenient to live in their home, you can return to the Servant. I have entrusted it there. Master Xie’s family will take care of you. When the Zhang family brothers have nothing to do, you should go to learn martial arts with Brother Xie. It is also convenient for you to discuss writing books. The yard you live in is not connected to the garden. It is quiet and quiet, if you have friends. It is more convenient to call home for a small gathering than to live outside."

Speaking coldly, he glanced at the Zhang family brothers: "Don't think that Zhu Juren will speak for you. As a teacher, I won't ask you about robbing people."

The cold hair on the back of the two uncles stood up.

Mr. Cui wants to toss his disciple, but that trick is renovated every day, and he can't avoid it. Even if he had to help the coffin to return home soon, wouldn't he have to stop in Beijing? These days are enough to torture the two of them to death!

However, their teacher was suffering from the loss of his father, and his temperament was much gentler than usual. They did not punish them severely, and only said: "I used to copy some records of Hongwu and Yongle Chaoping pirates, and the Japanese sent to the Imperial College. The articles of the supervisors who are studying are all in the study room of my lecture hall. Now it should be sent by Xie Zhen’s staff to collect it. You should ask him to copy the book and leave the manuscript for me. Zhu Juren wrote "Sometimes you may encounter him, his eyesight is not good, you read it for him several times until he doesn't need it."

This! These are all things they will use when they become generals and destroy the Japanese nation in the future! What kind of punishment is this!

As expected, the teacher was overwhelmed, so he didn't bother to punish students!

Brother Zhang Heling was sad and secretly a little happy, and responded eagerly.

Zhu Zhishan also quietly breathed a sigh of relief-living in Cui Xie's house, it was Hanlin who cherishes and cherishes him, and taught him how to live in the house of the governor? Although the reputation of these two uncles is good, they are relatives no matter how good they are. He, a literati who has lived in the house of the uncles for a long time, makes people misunderstand that he is willing to be a clean guest for his relatives.

He sincerely thanked Cui Xie and said, "The waiter must write a new book for the adults before leaving."

Cui Xie glanced at him approvingly: "I didn't just want you to write a book to force you to stay. It's your glasses, Wang Zaojiang and the others are pondering, and now they have made a pair of double-lens glasses with one hand. You can hold it to read a book and adjust the distance yourself. It’s just that you can’t verify how thin your eyes fit, and for the time being, it can’t be made into a fancy glass that sits on the bridge of your nose.”

Zhu Zhishan has been nearsighted for many years, and the lens in his hand is also a magnifying glass. I have never experienced the feeling of seeing a clear world with both eyes. I am satisfied to have a hand-held myopia. He thanked him: "Yunming can see the world clearly again. Lord Lai is kind, why dare to make an inch?"

Cui Xiewen said: "What is this? Eye diseases are also common among our scholars. You are not the only one who suffers from it. I am not only making these glasses for you, but I want to try to make more people clear the books. The lens. It’s a pity that the crystal stone is too expensive. The practical colorless and transparent glass sheet can also achieve this effect, but it is not easy to fire the glass..."

I don't know whether it will be as easy to burn glass as other traversers in the future, or simply push the sea and buy glass from foreign countries is easy.

He was worried about the country and the people, and he was so worried that he had no intention of guarding the spirit. After sending away the two uncles and Zhu Juren, he called Cui Qi and asked him to organize meetings with some painters in Ju'anzhai, where inspirations collided and studied. Draw the most suitable layout.

After all, he is a Hanlin, and he can't be a professional cartoonist. This bookstore has to be a publishing house, not a cartoon studio that points to his author.

Cui Qihong replied with her eyes rounded: "We can't do it, so the uncle has to think about the study while he is hurt. From now on, I and the shopkeeper will do my best to paint Jin Yiwei well, and don't let the uncle worry about us. "

Cui Xie patted him on the shoulder and continued to exhort: "You are trying to draw a few more animated pictures for yourself, not only for health preservation, but also for telling a story. Use thin paper to spread one picture. Don’t ask for subtle changes in your movements, so try it yourself first. The subtotal shopkeeper will also contact you, and you can still write to the old house if you have something. I am filial at home, and I can’t do anything."

Even during the period of cessation, he did nothing less.

Jin Yiwei is drawing that 14 thousand households go to sea, and he has to design the charts and ships. During the day, Cui Xie received filial relatives and friends outside, and stayed up late at night to watch modern movies. He found world maps, maps of certain countries, models of sea ships on the walls of various offices, and described everything that could be used.

He stayed up all night to watch movies and draw pictures like this, making him look dull, with dark circles under his eyes and bloodshot eyes. He looked more like a filial son than the two brothers who were deeply affectionate for father and son. The relatives and friends who came to express their condolences did not dare to say anything more when they saw him, and they all persuaded him not to mourn excessively, lest Master Cui could not feel at ease under Jiuquan.

During the day, Cui Xie was too sleepy to be able to fight. He didn't have to pretend to be ashamed and ashen-hearted. At night, he watched the film in front of the mourning hall, showing his image as a dutiful son. It wasn't until the seven-seventh period that he had dealt with several transactions in the house, and his things were almost packed. He slept for a few days and was ready to help the coffin to return home.

Zhang Guozhang, Li Dongyang and others sent them directly outside the city, and some young scholars who did not know each other also squeezed to the city gate, wanting to see how handsome he is, the famous scholar who compiled teaching assistant books for the world's talents. When he saw his undressed and linen belt, he was handsome and detached without modification, and saw his free and easy manners when he recorded the farewell poems of his relatives and friends, everyone couldn't help but sigh that there are no illusions under his reputation.

So young, so handsome, and so graceful, it deserves to be a famous Confucian who is a Japanese official with five yuan to dominate the world!

It's just a pity that he was too sad, didn't like to talk, and didn't generously write a poem when he left.

All the students were satisfied with Zhongwei's regrets, and followed the relatives and friends who had come to see Cui Xie away. After leaving the city, the Cui family had to go alone.

Until the Wuli Pavilion outside the city, a carriage suddenly broke into their sight. The people in the car opened the curtains, revealing a face that was familiar to the Cui family.

The Cui's coachman immediately pulled the car to a halt, and then called back, "Master, Master Xie has come to see us off."

Cui Xie poked his head out of the car window and looked at Xie Ying's slightly sorrowful face. A surprise smile flashed in his eyes, and he was quickly restrained by himself, leaving only the dissatisfaction and sorrow.

He jumped out of the car and said, "Brother Xie came to see me here, and Cui Xie is very grateful. This time I am afraid that I will not come back for two years. Brother, when my Ding You period expires, I will come back to thank you again."

Xie Ying said: "You don't have to say thank you, you and I have the same flesh and blood. The two houses are separated by a wall. Shouldn't I take care of the house for you? I have packed some things that you may use from your house, and some are my heart. , All in the car, come and have a look."

Cui Xie was not polite with him, nodded, got into his car and saw a few boxes piled on the car. Among them are the chart data he copied from the middle secret library, the firearm book obtained by Xie Ying, the clothes and silks given by the emperor, and the rest are gifts given by Xie Ying to him.

Xie Ying stroked the gold and silver in the box, and whispered: "You make a filial piety in your hometown. I just give you silk and satin and toys, but you can't display them. I thought about it, but I still give you gold and silver. I usually use my money to buy things as if I am still by your side. However, the other day was in a turmoil, and I didn't get close to you much. When you parte, you should leave me a note..."

Cui Xie digs out around his waist, and only carries a piece of ordinary jade pendant, which is not a token of trust. It is better to send the portrait before. He plugged Yu Pei back and sighed: "Being busy with Master Cui these days has delayed our own affairs. So, Brother Ying, you ask someone to come to my house during the Chinese New Year. I will give you something sweet. Things. As for the parting memorial..."

A smile gradually spread on his face, and he raised his hand to press on the back of Xie Ying's neck and kissed it hard.