Transmigrating to the Ming Dynasty’s Imperial Examination

September and October is also the season for pepper harvest.

Cui Xie asked people to set up half of the yard to grow peppers at home. They started harvesting in September, and until the frost fell, they collected 200 kilograms of fresh peppers.

So many peppers are enough to grow and bring. He dried the big head and stored it, leaving only a dozen jins of fresh, and let the chef try to pickle it. The cook was used to frying chili oil last year, but he didn't dare to pick it up. He simply mentioned the host’s meat and chicken to ask the Xie’s cook for help. Southern cooks are good at pickling small dishes and making sauces, and they always have some experience.

Regardless of what they did, Cui Xie first packed a few baskets of chili oil and dried chili noodles, and sent them to the old homes of teachers, disciples, relatives, and older sisters in Yulin and Sichuan. Some dried chili peppers that have not been de-seed are attached to the planting method so that they can grow and eat by themselves.

Li Dongyang just wanted to send some to Yang Yiqing, his younger brother, so he asked his family if he could drop by.

He always has a cool breeze in his sleeves, and he relies on rubbing while eating and drinking, so naturally he has no spare money to hire a car to the border. Cui Xie said happily: "Do you have to go to the Shaanxi Xingdu Division to go to Yulin? It just happened to be on the way, so I asked them to send it to Master Yang first, and then to the Liu family."

He also replaced the peppers for Mr. Yang with seeds, subcontracted peppers and planting guides for the two families, and also brought the new comics from the next two issues to Saint Wang, cousins ​​and nephews—— Only the first volume was written by Wang Yushi, who frustrated Bianman, and the next few issues were the stories of the little prince robbing the national treasure and Jin Yiwei being tracked out of customs.

Yang Yiqing was very pleased after receiving the fried chili oil and dried chilies. He told the people at the border: "Last year I heard Brother Xi Ya said that it was fragrant and spicy, and the doctor said it can dispel dampness and cold. The cold is heavy at night. Eating this can dispel cold and generate heat without causing trouble. It is much better than drinking alcohol!"

The **** Zhao, who guards Shaanxi, also heard the people in the palace talk about chili and smelled the aroma of chili oil. He was immediately pleased: "Today, our family and Mrs. Yang have a treat together to tell someone to kill some sheep. Let’s try the palace. How to eat it!"

Not only is the way of eating in the palace, but also a guide to eating peppers carefully written by catering expert Fei Jiangguan and published by Ju'anzhai.

Wang Shengren took out the comic book sent by Cui’s family and said enthusiastically: “Don’t just mix boiled meat. Try adding chili oil to the soup to boil the pork slices? Last year, Cui Shixiong didn’t invite me to make chili dishes at home. People from Jiangnan can't eat spicy food. Today I have to taste how spicy this is. Why are we Jiangnan people unable to eat it!"

The two adults who were inviting guests did not hesitate to cook a pot of red soup and cut a few thin slices of lamb leg. The remaining mutton was added with some chili powder and stewed into mutton soup, which was distributed to the soldiers below to warm the abdomen to keep away the cold.

Wang Shengren, who shouted that he wanted to taste the taste of chili, was the first to get off the table and asked someone to bring a pot of clear soup. The host Yang who was a guest soon passed by. The eunuchs, Hou Ye, and the local generals from Beijing were able to eat spicy food and ate a red soup pot around the table.

Grow peppers!

Jingli sent chili seeds, and next year we will turn the sheep's pasture to grow chili!

As for the sheep, wait for them to take up a few miles in the nest, are they afraid that there is no pasture to raise the sheep? When the time comes, eat lamb slices in red soup pot and lamb stew with peppers every day, and hand out a tube of chili powder to the sergeants of the night watch. Take it with you like salt. You can sprinkle it on dry food to enhance the flavor!

While waiting for the meat to be cooked, the commander Li Qing sighed: "The past two years have been better at the border customs. Thanks to the adults in Beijing, they can burn lime, make binoculars, and line up troops. ——"

Everyone raised their tea cups and respected Yang Yiqing and Wang Shouren. Li Qing said jokingly: "That telescope is so easy to use, I am not willing to go down to the observation deck with it. Thanks to this fetish, we can also catch those thief by surprise, who thought they were lurking in the city. Some of the spies and prostitutes got sick, killed their own people, and threw their heads down to show us."

These spies of thieves have not been found out for many years, and now they have asked the captives to kill themselves, which is really gratifying! These people's military merits were still for nothing. It was tantamount that the thief took the initiative to destroy their eyes and ears and gave them footsteps. There hasn't been such a good thing for many years.

The guard **** Zhao even smiled and said: "Last time the Tatars killed so many insiders to show the public, the remaining insiders have to desperately pass the news of the customs to their masters. In case any spies see us Will the comic book that spread the letter be believed to be true and pass the message to the outside world? What have to be done by the group of tatarists in the Fire Screen Department?"

Everyone roared with laughter, but Major General Wang Shouren in white was a little melancholy——

Who wrote his story line? How does Lee Hyun supervise? Why did the Ming army detect the enemy's situation as a result of his manipulation of the insects?

Can't he be written as a cop who knows everything?

The authors of Jin Yiwei’s previous generations asked Jin Yiwei to act as a juggler, and the younger authors called him this Yushi as a juggler. This writing is really the same!

He didn't know that he had inadvertently touched the truth. The characters like Jin Yiwei were created by Editor-in-Chief Cui alone. He thought it was his father and colleagues who ruined the younger generation and deeply reflected on the elders for half a night.

In Yulinwei not far away, Liu's family and the children of other local guard generals watched the new comic strips, and recalled the part about the frontier army, they all envied the skills of Wang Yushi in the book.

Can tame flying insects!

They both took so hard to train an eagle and a harrier. The histories of others are different. Even the tiny insects can tame humanity!

It is worthy of being a great talent with the double champion of father and son. They are incomparable to this group of warriors, incomparable!

...Will there be a locust plague next time, they will bring people back to dig eggs and dig locusts, and leave a few powerful trainings, don't take them all to eat and sell?

And outside the Juyongguan Pass, which is closer to Beijing, Prince Wang, dressed in a bi-colored Qianhu uniform, is giving instructions to his battalions: "Is this official in green clothes a little different from Jinyiwei Qianhu's uniform? Isn’t our town fu in Jizhen also town fu? The commander above, the old man who sits in the camp, is inferior to Shaanxi’s?! Jin Yiwei can be used for comics, Shaanxi Yushi can be used for comics, and our military avant-garde can also!"

The battalions under him were accustomed to the troubles of thousands of adults, and they also cooperated with them to shout.

Wang Xiangzhen became more proud and waved his whip ruler and said: "They fought a great battle in Shaanxi, and they painted it in a comic strip. They also printed a colorful picture that was very glamorous. If we could have fought such a battle at Juyongguan. Isn’t it just us that the court and the people boast about!"

Uncle An Shun watched him speak to the battalions from a distance, and said with a smile to the newly appointed governor Beizhili Yushi Xiao Ke: "This Wang Xiangzhen has been so free when he was young, and Jingli Fashionable learns everything. Last year, he was the one who cheated. What did people learn from Zhuge Liang to build the Great Wall, and to learn how to cultivate rice in the mud pond of Shuibo Liangshan, raise crabs, and crucian carp... Everyone was hurt by eating fresh water, and they changed it this year."

Xiao Ke laughed and said: "My uncle is too modest. Uncle has kept Jizhen impervious to wind and rain. He also managed the frontier salt-alkali land into fertile fields. Both towns of Jiliao and Liaoning can rely on military garrisons to transport grain. ."

In fact, Wang Xiangzhen’s use of comic strips to inspire soldiers to use their lives is not too ridiculous. After all, even when he listened to it, he was a bit touched: "The words of this little general can really inspire people. In fact, Xiaguan and Shaanxi Wang Yushi are the same year and the same. Ke's Shujishi, after he was dismissed, he joined the Metropolitan Procuratorate and wanted to serve the country like him..."

The last poster or something.

It is a pity that although he is also young, able to walk and open a bow, he is no better than Wang Xiaozhong's ability to draw a knife into battle, and he is even less likely to lead his troops to defeat a set of thieves.

Xiao Yushi clenched his fists in his long sleeves, felt the strength from his hands, and couldn't help feeling a little ashamed.

Not far away, Wang Qianhu still said passionately: "Wang Yushi and I were both martial arts teachers for the uncle of the country and practiced martial arts! I also recognize the brother of Juanzhai Shaodong Xiao Cui! Wang Yushi If you win a battle, you will be able to play in their Ju'anzhai. Let's fight, and I can also write to Brother Cui, asking him to add the heroic appearance of our Jizhen army to the book!"

No matter how many soldiers Wang Qianhu's speech inspired, Xiao Yushi was deeply inspired anyway. It was okay to follow Wang Qianhu to learn how to ride and shoot, and braved the cold wind to take people outside the pass to build a solid cement. Mortar road.

There is a smooth road to the front line to pull the new Francan cannon from the court.

The imperial court imitated the bronze cannon made by the Flange machine gun. The small one weighs a hundred and fifty catties, and the big one weighs more than a thousand catties. One frame with five blunderbuss needs to be dragged with a big cart with wheels. Ordinary dirt roads couldn't take such a heavy artillery cart, so the frontiers built a flat cement road and used a few large mules to pull the carts to transport them. They could travel dozens of miles a day like a normal march.

Along with the Fran cannon, there are also the artillery of the Shenji Battalion and the internal servant who is skilled in calculation.

In the important towns of the Nine Sides, such artillery carts were brought from Beijing, and soldiers who were good at guns were sent.

With tall observation decks, binoculars to observe the enemy, and the aid of heavy artillery capable of hitting hundreds of meters away, the Ming army's combat power suddenly increased to the next level. After that, Tatar sent his army several times to the south to take captives, and experienced more violent resistance outside the border town, several setbacks, and casualties.

The little prince led a large army to attack the city and failed, but he lost hundreds of elite guards under the artillery fire. He had to move east and attack Shuntian and Yongping instead. However, when he stormed the Gubeikou area, he was ambushed by heavy artillery, and the Tatar soldiers injured more than a thousand. The little prince's children and relatives also suffered casualties.

The Ming army chased a dozen miles into the hinterland of the grassland and captured the little prince's third son, Balsobrow, and his generals, returning home full of horses, cattle and sheep.

This big victory shocked China and foreign countries. In comparison, the news that the fire screen of the Zonghenghetao was forced to retreat thirty miles was less conspicuous.

After hearing the report, the authors of "Screw on the Wind" hurriedly went to Cui's house to meet, and asked the editor-in-chief Cui if he wanted to change the manuscript again and include this big victory.

These young authors have a particularly good attitude towards manuscripts. Cui Xie already has manuscripts that have exceeded the printing schedule by 30,000 words, and the drafts have been typed a lot. It will be a little troublesome to make changes. And if you add to this big victory, it will appear to be Daming, no, Datang is too strong, and the story behind Jinyiweishe's life and death searching for the map is a bit unnatural...

He pondered for a while, shook his head and said: "Don't change it, wait until the final battle of the armies, and then add this paragraph. If you can wait until the generals return to the court, you can draw their true content into the book. , So that everyone knows they are heroes."

Most of the authors are now busy writing imperial edicts, distributing congratulatory forms, calculating armaments accounts, and can't spare too much time to write manuscripts, so they are relieved when they hear this.

However, the editor-in-chief Cui turned his mind slightly, and a single sentence hung their hearts in the air: "If you are anxious to write, you don't have to add this battle to Jinyiwei. You can open another frontier fortress wind and cloud record, desert war god, What is the strange army of the Great Wall."

No, we are not in a hurry, we are not in a hurry to write until next year!

It’s a pity that the author’s heart cannot be heard by the editor-in-chief. Editor-in-chief Cui seriously considered the feasibility of opening another new book. He also asked the authors what to do with this set of books: Is it a long serial like Jin Yiwei, or like a young Jin Yiwei In that way, there is a single book for a big win?

Zhu Zhishan, who has been with him for the longest time and has the most experience in writing manuscripts, stood up and put forward a suggestion that editor Cui would definitely like: "Bohu and I have a good friend Wen Zhengming in Jiangnan, a former Wenzhou prefect. His son is also one of the three masters in poetry, calligraphy and painting. If he were to write a book, he could even paint and paint!"

If this comic book can be passed down to later generations, it will cost hundreds of millions of dollars at auction, right? Cui Xie dangled a large amount of RMB before his eyes, and suddenly became dizzy and nodded.

Alas... Had it not been for the painting style of the Jin Yiwei and Daily Agricultural Economics series, he would have wanted to use Tang Bohu as a painter if he changed the style for fear that readers would not accept it.

He looked at Tang Yin with a scorching gaze, so that this romantic talent immediately learned from his old friend, and recommended another newcomer: "We also have a young talent Xu Zhenqing in Wu County. His poetry is excellent, not weaker than me. You can write this article!"

With these two beginnings, Li Mengyang, Bian Gong, and Wang Jiusi also impolitely recommended the new scholar Kang Hai, Shu Jishi Wang Tingxiang and another talented scholar He Jingming.

Although these three people can't paint, their writing is strong and heroic enough to write about this thrilling battle. What's better is that Wang Tingxiang is a concubine and has a rest for five days. The number one scholar Kang Hai in this subject is still studying with Liang Xueshi, and they have nothing serious to do. They have time to rush to the draft!

Um... you can ask Kang Hai to draw up the outline first. After Wen and Xu enter Beijing, they can read and contribute part-time.

With a kind smile on Cui Xie's face, he stood up and bowed to the authors: "I will leave this to you."

The authors also breathed a sigh of relief and replied with a smile: "Senior Brother/Senior Cui/Bachelor, you are welcome. We also hope that this war will be published as soon as possible and spread to the whole country, so that the people below can share the joy of the victory."

Since they are not using them to write, they also hope to find some talents to write about this big victory quickly and well.

Everyone didn't even care about food. They went back to solicit people and wrote letters, wishing to tie all those talented people to Cui's house to compile new books.

Soon after they left, the two national uncles also expected to find Mr. Cui Ai Ai Ai, took out a crooked handwriting, written in chicken blood or dog blood, awe-inspiring: "Our brothers are going to fight for the country outside the Great Wall, please Mr. Support!"

Have these two kids changed their minds again? A few days ago, didn't you play fortune and learn foreign languages ​​at home, and you had to go abroad to investigate military equipment, and came back with Fran's cannon and shot Japan?

The two uncles said sadly that they really can't learn foreign languages.

At the beginning, the two of them worked hard to learn the foreign language books compiled by the special priest, memorizing formulas and calculating triangle problems, and it was considered that they would have gray hair at a young age, but they did not do it right! And they only learned later that Italians don’t usually speak the Latin for writing books, but there is an Italian! They have done so many questions for nothing!

They don't learn Latin. They want to learn Italian. Those missionaries are going to repair the cannon for the court again. Who can their two relatives learn from? I finally found a Portuguese sailor to teach them. I thought I could buy Française machine guns. I heard the priests from the palace two days ago saying that Portugal is a small country in Europa. After the artillery fire, you have to go to Spain to buy a good one...

They studied hard for more than a year, but they all learned it for nothing!

Zhang Heling and Zhang Yanling came in sorrow, pulling their teacher's sleeve to wipe their tears.

Teacher Cui took the blood book and touched the head of the disciple, and for the first time so pityed two disciples.

Isn’t it just that what you have learned is not used, and what you need is not learned? It doesn't matter, Mr. Cui has also experienced this... The teacher has been learning English for children since he went to kindergarten in his previous life. After the Ming Dynasty, it is not all useless. Honestly, learn ancient Chinese and ancient literature from scratch?

The author has something to say: The history is not good, and there are too many mistakes in the historical data, so don't you think you have seen it?

Yesterday, I came up with two ways for Cui Meiren to fall off the horse, and I wrote the third as I wrote.