Transmigrating to the Ming Dynasty’s Imperial Examination

"There is no Cui Meiren's note, only Cui Zhuangshi's note!"

Cui Xie dropped these words coldly, and went into the study to take out a box of the set drawing notes that had just been printed out and put it on the table, with a murderous smile from the corner of his mouth: "This note is called Cui Jian, not a beauty. The note was printed by the bookstore under the name of Cui. Wang brother saw that person back and said something for me."

This time it was Wang Xiangzhen's turn to be surprised.

"This drawing paper is printed by your home? The kid also vowed to me that it must be made by everyone in Jiangnan!" He sighed a few times before taking a look at the paper. However, when he opened the paper box and saw four beautiful women with different looks and temperaments printed on the colored paper, the faint smile on his face suddenly condensed, and his breathing became lighter, as if he was afraid to startle the person in the painting. .

"It turns out that the person on the note is drawn like this. No wonder those poor and poor are hidden from others." After watching it for a long time, he sighed softly, just like many people who have seen this note before. Paper asked: "Who are painted on this? Is there such a beauty in the world?"

Of course there is such a beauty. Choi Xie recalled the actresses in the TV series in his previous life, and thought with a little triumph that he hadn't painted the best look yet.

But I can’t tell the truth. Just as he came in with a holding inkstone to deliver the tea, he pointed to the holding inkstone and said, “It’s either the original shape, or the drawing based on the holding inkstone. If you don’t believe me, I can’t be more talented in painting? , Guaranteed to be wonderful."

Wang Xiangzhen glanced at the beautiful and simple little book boy, then looked down at the charming paintings, and smiled subtly: "Brother Cui's painting skills are really good, brother I really don't know how to admire your ingenious paintings. Skill, or... These two can see Zhu Chengbi's eyes."

Holding the inkstone also has a small temper. He put the tea on the table heavily, turned and left.

Seeing him angry, Cui Xie quickly explained in front of the two of them: "The three courts, five eyes, hands, feet, and body are all taken according to you, otherwise I can't draw a person who can stand up like that. But you It's a man, and I have changed when I wrote it. I have changed many things according to the image of a beauty in my heart, so the person who fell on the paper does not look like you."

To explain in front of Wang Xiangzhen, it is not only to let Pengyan know that he is not joking with him, but also to cut off Prince Wang's idea-this young man loves beauty to the backyard of his home bookstore and still hides her in the backyard. He misunderstood how many people there really are in the world, and he has to come and pester him in the future?

Suddenly, Peng Yan glanced at him apologetically, and said in a low voice: "I misunderstood the big brother."

The prince also looked at him, pursed the corner of his mouth and said, "I understand, you are used to seeing beauties. No wonder the people you draw are beautiful."

Yes, I am afraid that even the emperor in the Ming Dynasty had never seen so many beauties he saw. Even without mentioning the stars on the screen, walking around the snack street around the art school can easily run into a dozen beautiful ladies.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but smile. The anger caused by the calligraphy "Cui Meirenjian" dissipated a lot. He took the tea and asked Wang Xiangzhen to drink, and told him that the beauty on the paper was a character in a new book to be published by his family. . It's just that the manuscript is taken to the craftsmen for engraving and proofreading. If he really likes it, he will ask someone to copy a copy for him to enjoy.

The prince was not interested in reading, but only liked the appearance of a beautiful woman. He smiled and said: "If I want a book with pictures, I don't need to send me the copied manuscript. Do you still have more pictures? Save dozens of sets for my brother so I can give it away."

Cui Xie said: "This is still a new painting on Chongyang. It was just carved out. A few trial prints have not been officially printed yet. Brother Wang doesn't need to rush. You will be able to print them in large quantities in five or seven days. One hundred sets of drawing notes."

Wang Xiangzhen's eyes lit up and he patted the table and said, "Brother Cui is really happy! They were so embarrassed to show off with me before they drew such a broken picture. I will take a box of beauty... Tell them to know what a real beauty is..."

The more he thought about it, the happier he was. He laughed. He looked down and saw Cui Xie who was helping him make a face. He wanted to make him happy, so he asked, "When have you stopped studying that book? Brother take you on horseback?"

Scholars don’t have holidays. On Double Ninth Day, they took a break because their husband was going to a banquet.

Cui Xie said with regret. Prince Wang is more than just a pity. He is simply anxious: "I am a horse that measures your body. You are not as fast as a horse. You can wait until the end of the year. Learn, that horse will grow so long that you can't ride it!"

...... The prince is obviously kind, but why is it so awkward to say it?

Suddenly, Cui Xie wanted to grow to 1.9 meters, and stuff him into the stomach of the horse. But after all, he is a scholar. He has a lot of energy, so he swallowed abruptly and smiled and said, "Brother Wang makes sense. Then I will get up one hour earlier in the morning and go to practice horse racing outside the city."

The prince glared and said, "What city is you out of! You can find me on the street behind Guan Gong Temple. There is a racetrack and a school ground in our house, as well as personal guards to accompany you to practice."

Cui Xie was not embarrassed, but Wang Xiangzhen took his hand and said affectionately: "You've seen my lovely wife and concubine, so we almost never come to worship our mother. Isn’t it right to come and worship if it’s okay? Our Xingwu people get up early. You can ride a horse an hour before you study, and nothing will interfere."

Cui Xie thought that he had already accepted his horse, and he wanted to return the drawing paper. Although he was not close enough to worship his mother, it was not very alienated. In contrast, it is a trivial matter to use the school grounds to run horse races, and abrupt refusal hurts feelings. He also said politely: "Then I will ride that horse tomorrow to disturb Brother Wang. Brother Wang remembers to ask someone to open the door for me."

Wang Xiangzhen touched the paper with a smile and said, "I'm still pointing at you to print the beauty paper, how dare you to hate you, this great talent." His heart was all taken away by the beauty on the paper, and he was not willing to eat dinner, and was messy. After a few words, he ran out to find someone to show off while holding the paper box.

His group of brothers and partners were also hungry by him from home to admire the beauties. Before everyone went there, they were expecting to see a celebrity prostitute. When they arrived at the restaurant, the lady didn't see her, but saw a thick book box. They almost didn't fall off their jaws. They said dumbfounded: "Big brother, what are you doing? That is what the sorrowers want to say that there is Yan Ruyu in the book, and Yan Ruyu in the book is not as lively and fragrant as he can sing and play!"

The prince sneered: "Who said I brought the book? I am a picture! A beautiful girl! The beauties here are not ordinary beauty. If someone doesn't applaud after reading it, I will..."

"How about giving him the newly acquired white horse?" A deputy commander raised his eyes and smiled romantically. The next person laughed and said, "I ran from the East Gate on an empty stomach. I would rather bet on a table of good wine and food, and take out the little Ying brother from Mother Liu's house who has not yet combed the cage. "

Wang Xiangzhen swept them around the corner of his eye and smiled triumphantly: "I have given away the horse. The banquet and Brother Xiaoying can afford to gamble. But I'm the first to say that if you say that the beauty in my painting is not Mei, you have to find someone who is really beautiful and show it to the brothers, otherwise you will put your mouth on your mouth, and I will not have a good meal with empty mouth."

The next kid who was impatient shouted: "Brother said, what do you do, don't hesitate to open the box, and let us see what kind of beauty it looks like."

The prince was just showing off, not too much nonsense, stretched out his hand to open the box, took out a rolled sheet of white powder, and slowly unfolded it.

Everyone craned their necks and watched. The son of Zhenfu who gave him the painting, Cheng Xu, was still smiling and said: "Is this big brother's paper comparable to Cui Meiren's paper? Brothers don't know, I just got it today. A painting imitating Cui Meiren's was sent to my eldest brother. The talents who painted it are really gorgeous..."

The drawing note opened, revealing an upright and luxurious beauty who shines like a concubine in the palace, with a brocade blanket and incense burner laid out under his feet, and half of a male boot and a brocade robe are revealed in the corner of the screen. Young Master Cheng jumped up from his seat suddenly and shouted: "This is Cui Meiren's paper! It must be Cui Meiren who can draw such a vivid and vivid picture! I have worked so hard to get a copy, brother I actually took the newly printed paper as soon as I changed hands. It's...really..."

He had been "really" for a long time, and he didn't know how to compare the two people's luck. Everyone else was busy looking at the pictures, and they didn't care what he was yelling at. They just urged Wang Xiangzhen to open the next one and then the next one.

Before a while, they asked them to open the two sets of eight drawing notes and read them, but the people who saw them were still not satisfied. These officers’ children, who have always had a headache when they see the words, even read the little poems printed on the edge of the paper, holding the pictures and arguing whether the goddess of the country’s beauty is more luxurious or the charming and charming demon are more bright; the women who are misty and dusty The fairy is more refined or the slender female ghost is more beautiful, so much fun, no one cares about the food delivered.

Until Xiaoer came over to add soup and food, and asked them if they wanted to warm up a good wine, everyone recovered from the heated debate and thought of an extremely important question: "Where did the eldest brother get this beautiful note? Are there more? How can only eight cards be enough for so many people! It's strange that those scholars are hidden in the deep room for no one to see."

The prince smiled and glanced at the crowd, and said triumphantly: "I have the same feelings as the master who made the paper. Don’t say it’s just this box of papers. He wants ten boxes or one hundred boxes. He is willing to give it without saying a word. Mine. When the drawing board is printed, I will also give you a few boxes, which will not disappoint our brothers."

Cheng Gongzi asked in surprise: "What does Brother Wang mean...Could it be that Cui Meiren was also convinced by her eldest brother's romantic and handsome, and willingly followed you?"

Wang Xiangzhen choked his throat with a sip of wine and almost squirted it out, but he was afraid that the spitting water might wet the drawing notes, so he swallowed it back abruptly, staring at Cheng Xu and coughing fiercely for a long time.

Someone patted him on the back, but more people rushed up and asked cautiously: "Which family does Cui Meiren come from? What kind of person does she look like, and who does she look like in the picture? Does she have such a beautiful sister in her family? ?"

The prince covered his mouth and didn’t know whether to laugh or cough. He was bored for a long time before saying, “Don’t mention any Cui Meiren's notes in the future. People are not happy. Give me a serious point and call it'Cui Jian'. The master behind the study in the west of the city, the loyal and brave warrior of the imperial court, is a good character. The red seal at the back of the poem is the name of his study. If you want to buy paper, go to the study and buy his paper. , Don’t spread "Cui Meiren'er" everywhere."

This group of people sighed: "That's not a beauty? It's a pity, if it's a beautiful paper, it will be more flavorful. When I think of it being drawn by such a rough man, I always feel that even beauty is lost. A bit of color."

It's a pity that these beauties with faces like hibiscus and jade **** on the note are not fake, they still want to buy, so they asked Prince Wang how much the paintings cost.

The prince patted his forehead and sighed, "I forgot to ask, but I just want to come for a few taels of silver. It should be more expensive than the picture of beautiful women painted outside. When I look back, his family will send me a note. I’ll give up my face and ask for a real price to my brothers. When the time comes, what you want to buy will be quoted as Wang Xiangzhen’s name. It is estimated that it will be cheaper by two and a half."

Everyone is calculating to buy a few sets for elders and beautiful ladies, and a few with different preferences are already discussing to exchange beauty notes, and to receive a few more beauties that they love. The Prince Wang was tasting shochu, cocked his feet to admire the beautiful note, and said vaguely: "If it is Cui Meiren's note... it is worthy of the name."