Transmigrating to the Ming Dynasty’s Imperial Examination

With thousands of dollars in his hands, the treasurer Ji dared to let go of his hands and feet when doing things, and hired five or six more day-time workers to engrave the version. Several old craftsmen received overtime pay and bonuses, and they all mobilized to work overtime voluntarily. With their sons and disciples, they worked overtime in the small studio in the backyard of Cui's house to engrave, color, and print.

In late October, the long-awaited love story of Sipinyi God and Demon was finally printed.

The manuscript was written by four authors. Each has its own title, but there is no title of the collection. Cui Xie named it "Lianfanglu", in the order of gods, immortals, demons, and ghosts. Four unrelated stories unite into one.

The book was made into a hardcover version, with white silk on the cover, and red silk on the corners of the book. The three characters "Lianfanglu" on the cover of the book were inscribed by Tangning, and the cinnabar of Zhirong Study was printed under the words. Printed. The address of Zhirong Study is engraved on the Feng Nei board, and the warning "Cui's product, if it is reprinted, will be investigated for thousands of miles".

The author of the four articles in the book has one page each, and the corner of the back of the book is printed with a blooming colorless flower: goddess corresponds to peony, female fairy corresponds to Sulan, female demon corresponds to white chrysanthemum, and female ghost corresponds to epiphyllum. The stamen is facing the center of the screen, and it spit out a black frame with a cloud head entwined with vertical printing. The two cinnabar words "shenpin", "xianpin", "yipin" and "youpin" are printed in the frame.

In each of the four articles, there are two single-player color pictures of the heroine, and two cross-page matches-and finally the male protagonist appears-large color pages. The male character was not particularly satisfied with the hard drive, so he stretched out his black hand to the martial arts and fairy tale dramas that he had watched a few years ago, and selected four characters that can be called male gods into the painting.

There are also poems and essay reviews written by Tang Ning and other talents. They are all printed in blue, which is different from the ink color of the text. The novel with a total of more than 30,000 words is packed with thousands of words of commentary and 20 embroidered portraits, which also appear to be thick in body, worthy of the hardcover cover and book box.

There are articles and comments, and there are colleagues, and each book box also comes with a cross-page color picture, and four heroines are randomly selected. However, because Wanning's drawing notes were the earliest and sold the most, he was afraid that the readers might not look fresh enough, so he let the craftsman print one-third less.

The first batch of books was printed on October 22.

The next morning, a tall wooden frame was erected in the most crowded areas of the four streets of Qian'an City, and a hanging scroll with a three-foot-wide lady's portrait was stretched on it. A piece of white paper lined with Su Ling was stretched beside the portrait, and on it was written "October 25th, the four beauties in the city Zhirong study respected merchants from all directions, and read the "Lianfanglu" together. On the other side, there is a small print that reads "exquisite box set, each box will give a large picture, and the price will be three hundred twenty nine dollars."

On the 24th, the hanging statues were moved to and around County Yajie, the mansion of the garrison army, and the west of the city where the wealthy people live, and they were placed for another day; they moved outside the Zhirong study early in the morning on the 20th.

The notes of the four people in the painting have sold a lot, but portraits of this size are extremely rare.

In general, scrolls hung in the hall are rarely of this size, and they don’t draw the entire character, just like a living beautiful woman standing there. The four display racks were surrounded by water. People passing by, including officials, soldiers, ordinary people, and idle men and women, had to stay on the road to watch for a while. Some people threw money on the spot and insisted on buying posters.

However, it was not the ordinary merchants who guarded the shelves, but the family members who commanded Lord Wang's mansion. The commander of Xingzhou Youtunwei is a third-rank military officer. He has a high status, and his family's military surplus is brave enough to protect the four display racks safely.

On the 25th, before dawn, there were small servants and servant wives lined up outside Zhirong Study, waiting to buy new books.

Five princely family members are guarding the wall charts hanging on the carved hangings. The shopkeeper of Ji takes the staff, and two new recruits and a tent are in the study nervously waiting for the moment of opening; An idle engraving master took his son on the second floor of the inventory to prepare to move the goods; Cui Yuan hired a few Mihan and the old lady to stay outside to maintain order, and if something went wrong, he immediately went to find Yamen Zaoli to call the shots.

At the beginning of Chenmosi, the study was down on time, and a crowd of people rushed in. He immediately squeezed the guy away. The shop was so full that there was no place to stay. The counter shook slightly, and they shouted: "I want a copy of "Fang Lu", call me silver first!"

"My family's silver is well-knitted, four or two. If you have more money, you will be rewarded. Sell me first!"

"My son wants ten sets. These are four whole silver coins. Can you give me a set of Cui Meiren's paper?"

"I'm here to buy Cui Meiren's notes, I don't want books, let me go in first!"

Customers were squeezed in and out of the study, and there were many idlers who didn't buy books looking at beautiful pictures on the roadside. The township agreement and Lizheng in this street came uninvited and stared nervously at the side of the road, for fear that so many people would crowd out.

Cui Yuan rehearsed this situation many times at home, and hurriedly greeted Mihan and the wife to separate the customers, asking them to line up in sequence, so as not to avoid someone deliberately taking advantage of them and preventing thieves from stealing things. Pengyan stared at the family members sent by the powerful people to place orders. If they came, please go to the teahouse next to them and ask the staff to entertain them, so as not to drive away the ordinary customers in the shop by virtue of their master's identity.

All the people inside and outside the study were so busy that they could grow three heads and six arms. Cui Xie, who planned such a big battle behind him, didn't have any thoughts on this sale. He got up early and still went to the Wang's racecourse to ride a horse.

Wang Xiangzhen could hardly get up early and wanted to go to the study to check the sales situation, but he heard Jia Ding said that he was still at his horse farm, so he went to see him first.

Seeing his mindless and focused horse riding appearance, Prince Wang couldn't help but anxious for him and stopped him and said: "The emperor is not in a hurry, the eunuch, brother, I can't sleep today. I woke up early and wanted to help him. You stare at the shop, why are you riding your horse so unhurriedly?"

Cui Xie turned over, jumped off the horse neatly, stroking the pony’s neck and smiled: “Because of the worries of brother Wang, I can ride horses leisurely here. Thank you, brother Wang for lending me a look. Hang the painting, otherwise it’s really forcibly bought away, and I won’t be able to paint a new one for a while.”

Wang Xiangzhen raised his chin: "It's not for you in vain. Looking back, you will sell these four pictures to my brother."

Cui Xie said, "This is natural. If there is any dirty or damaged place hanging outside, I will draw you some more pictures."

The prince smiled and said, "I'm a little bit hopeful that it will get dirty. I've made a mistake, I knew I wouldn't let them guard so tightly, so I can earn you two new pictures."

He laughed for a while, then pulled Cui Xie into the room, and reminded him in a low voice: "Look back, you also have a few words inscribed on your picture, plus a signature and seal. My father wants to give these pictures of beautiful women. Shangguan, I think your paintings are of their own style, and the people above are not willing to appreciate it. If Tianxing is blessed with Master Tongzhi, it is impossible to say that your painting's name can be passed on to Beijing."

...... What the Prince said, what is "unseen" and "Tian Xing", he has so little confidence in his paintings, why let his father dedicate it to his boss? Do you think your boss will use this picture as a waiting pillow or a doll?

Wang Xiangzhen also thinks that his paintings are only better than the vivid face, the background and the fineness of the clothes are slightly weak, and the artistic conception is not far enough to get into the eyes of the elders in the court. It was just that this was hurtful, so he stopped mentioning the matter, and instead asked, "Qianer you gave me the hundred sets of books. Why do you only attach one big picture to each set? I opened the box to see. Yes, it took several boxes to make up a neat set of four beautiful pictures. I can’t make up a small amount of them!"

Boy, you found Huadian.

Cui Xie smiled without saying a word, drank a few sips of tea, and comforted: "I will give you the big picture when I look back, and I care about what the small picture does. If your brothers still want it, you can exchange the surplus. Swap out a complete set?"

The prince, a third-rank commander, didn't take a book of four or two silvers in his eyes. I made up a set of four beautiful pictures, so I stopped thinking about it, waved my hand and said, "Forget it, the rest will be given away anyway, so they can change the pictures themselves. I don’t care about your shop. No, you are not in a hurry for me."

Cui Xie drank a cup of tea at his home, ate two shortbread cookies with fruit filling, got up to leave, went home and brought fifty books to school.

Mr. Lin looked at the exquisitely packed box and thought of the price, so he was embarrassed to charge so much. Cui Xie pushed the book over and said sincerely: "Without the help of my husband, how can I have such a good book to print. This set of books can cost, and I really benefit from the help of my husband. Besides, this book is not all for the husband. There are also the sample books that the four authors of Jingli deserve."

The husband had to laugh, and asked him on the face of Nati’s new book: "Are you going to the store to stare today? If you only ask for a day off, I will reluctantly agree, but I still have to pay the homework tomorrow. Come up."

Cui Xie calmly refused: "Mr. joking. A disciple is a teenager who is more than ten years old. What use is it to go to the store? Those merchants are not something that scholars of my generation should personally handle. The only thing in the mind of the disciple is to study the imperial examination. ."

After hearing this, Mr. Lin immediately ironed the post. When I saw a picture of a beautiful woman on the street a few days ago, I was worried that he was misunderstood by money and might not be doing his job properly, and the idea of ​​indulging in merchants, painting, and other trails also disappeared.

His heart widened, and the corners of his mouth hidden in his beard were slightly raised, and he waved his hand and said, "Go down and review "Lu Song". Later, you will be unfamiliar with your biographies."

Choi Xie returned to class, still memorizing and writing step by step as usual. After Mr. Ting gave the "Book of Songs" separately, he led the three topics of "Ju Ze Said I Don't Know", "Yi Kuang Tian Xia", and "Crimination of the Lord and the Respect". The previous "before the question" part was done one after the other.

Today is the release day of "Lianfanglu" published by his family, and the children in the school who love to read and want to buy books are a little bit unable to sit still. He, the author of the book, was sitting steadily, and the books that he memorized were free of errors and omissions, and the articles he wrote were smooth, and there were some remarkable things...

This is the real scholar, and he will surely demonstrate what he has learned when he enters the examination room.

Mr. Lin took the pieces of homework and looked at it repeatedly, smiled satisfied, and held down the manuscript paper on Cui Xie’s desk, and tapped his fingertips a few times: "I will let you relax all night, and I will follow you tomorrow. I learn to do in pairs."

He has a weak academic background, and if he can teach a student from the A department, his life is not in vain.

Mr. Lin walked away with satisfaction, but Cui Xie was full of doubts aroused by his "contradictory"—isn't the contradictory lesson learned? Those three elementary school students who come to enlighten the world only make pairs every day. He has already memorized a copy of "The Antiquities", which is almost enough. Does the husband want him to memorize the big books?

He wanted to find someone to ask what the reason was, but now it's different from the past, and after a break, the classmates ran home like a dog behind him. Finally, Zhao Yinglin didn't plan to run by himself, but dragged him to run home. He asked as he ran, "What's going on? The seniors don't talk about the style of scholars?"

Zhao Yinglin glanced at him strangely: "Today is your book on sale. Everyone pooled money to find someone to buy a book. Don't you all rush home to read it? Why don't you seem to know?"

Cui Xie was speechless when he asked a word.

He knew how well this book was written, and the illustrations in it were drawn by him, so he didn't have much interest in the book itself. He didn't expect his classmates to love it like that.

However, Zhao Yinglin was full of four beautiful ladies. He didn't care what the neighbor's classmates thought. When passing by his home, he quickly shouted to his family, "I'm going to Cui Shixiong's home to study", and dragged him into Cui Mansion.

After entering the gate, Zhao Yinglin couldn't hear the Zhao family, so Zhao Yinglin hurriedly said: "You must have a new book in your house, please give me one! I have to bear with you for several days, and finally waited until it went on sale. "He hurriedly took out four taels of silver from his waist, stuffed them into Cui Xie's hands indiscriminately, and whispered: "Do you have a cover for the Four Books and Five Classics? When I go back, give me a set, don't call me My parents see the flaw!"

From ancient times to the present, elementary school students have used this hand when reading free books!

Cui Xie was laughing secretly, and he rushed out of the concierge, holding the inkstone, his small face was stretched as if he was about to cry, not knowing whether it was joy or sorrow, he threw himself in front of him profusely and said, "Brother, our book sellers No, I have prepared the goods for this day, and they will be sold out just after the afternoon! The treasurer is waiting for you in the house!"

Cui Xie heard his heart "thump and thump", and the peace of the whole day bounced back at this moment, setting off stormy waves in his mind. He doesn’t even know whether he’s laughing or crying. Everything from the outside world can hardly get into his brain. He can only hear his own voice, as if he is still calmly saying: "You take Brother Zhao to my study and find a set of "Fang Lu" to him, first entertain me, and I will go over after talking to the treasurer Ji."