Transmigrating to the Ming Dynasty’s Imperial Examination

"This is the brushwork of the real Cui Meiren. It is as fresh as yours, and it looks like the real shape of a person. The imitation paintings outside can't draw such a light and look!" Anshun Bo Xue Xun Unfolding the picture presented by Wang Xiangzhen, twirling the framed silk side of the painting in awe.

The face of Guan Yu in the picture is like a heavy date, long eyebrows and phoenix eyes, and majestic; Zhao Yun is gentle and handsome, unlike the sharpness of ordinary young heroes, but a little more clear and straightforward.

It is worthy of Cui Meiren's painting, although the pen is a little weaker, it is not worse than the ancient Gu Changkang and Wu Daozi in terms of writing spirit.

This is still a hero he drew in plain air. On the first portrait picture, it is almost like a little Wang Xiangzhen standing on the picture, about to shoot an arrow at someone!

Xue Yan played for a long time before he raised his head and smiled at Wang Xiangzhen, who offered the painting: "Although this is your filial piety, I can't just collect it as an elder. How much did you spend to receive this? I will give you the two pictures, so I can’t refuse!"

The prince got up and saluted, and said with a smile: "The kid knows that his uncle is clean and solemn and refuses to be favored by others, but I did not spend more than half a cent on this painting. To be honest, the painter is very indifferent to fame and fortune. I don’t want to use painting skills to make money, let alone make money, and occasionally paint a picture for someone is free. How can I use this free painting to earn uncle’s money?"

Uncle An Shun stroked his beard, curled his eyebrows and asked: "Who is this Cui Meiren? I think her writing style is definitely not like the inscription Ruan Sheng, can you please come to Yongping and let me see?"

After that, I remembered that Cui Meiren'er, a woman who traveled all the way to the barracks, was inconvenient, so she hurriedly asked: "I am not the one who covets beauty at my age. I just pity her for her painting skills and should not be buried. Country, I just want to make her famous."

Wang Xiangzhen had also thought about making Cui Xie famous in Beijing, but he himself didn't like to show up, and he put on such a famous name, which was not conducive to scientific research. At this time, he was not easy to recognize. He could only say vaguely: "After all, he doesn't like to meet people. Even the name of'Cui Meiren' is just called by others when he sells pictures. In fact, he doesn't care about the reputation of beauty and ugliness. He is also stubborn, and I am afraid he would not come to visit him. , The lower official is here to sue the uncle for him."

An Shunbo was slightly disappointed, but he loves painting, not a painter, so he is afraid if he doesn't see it.

He didn’t bother to guess whether that Cui Meiren was Wang Xiangzhen’s concubine or a confidante. He only asked him: "Since she is the same as you, then you can talk about what you want. As long as I can give it, don’t you Will be stingy."

The prince waited for his words long ago, got up and arched his hands, and said in a voice like Hongzhong: "The officials do not ask for anything else, just want the opportunity to go to the front to serve the country!"

It's best to let him go to Datong and face off against the little prince of Tatar; otherwise, Liaodong will also be successful, and he will be like Gongsun Zan with his white horse righteousness from the border of Megatron...

Uncle An Shun has always seen him lively, and deliberately searched for paintings to please himself, thinking that he should be seeking money from officials, but he didn't want to be a strong man who took the initiative to go to the border to kill the enemy. He couldn't help feeling a little bit of love.

——A few days ago, he saw Wang Xiangzhen's portrait of Xu Chu's costume. His body was strong and compact, and his arms were sturdy. It must have been practiced by practicing bow horses.

Such a lofty person, buried in an ordinary guard station, perhaps even in his twenties, it is a pity to fight against the Tartars. Just promote him, it doesn't take much effort for yourself.

Xue Luo looked at Wang Xiangzhen and asked, "You really have the heart to return to the customs and serve the emperor? Those Tartar sidebarians are not like the scattered thieves you have seen in the customs. The little prince is even more cunning and brave every time you enter the customs. , The murders are counted in tens of thousands, are you not afraid of death?"

Wang Xiangzhen closed his eyes, but his expression became firmer: "It was the king of Tartar who killed me, Da Ming, who had no hundreds of people, and the officials wanted to go to the border to resist the enemy. Killing one captive there would save me many people in Da Ming, and the officials only wanted to kill. Struggling to kill the enemy, no regrets in death!"

He has been learning bow and horses since he was a child. Is it true that he really wants to be a mixed life and inherit his father's command in the future? If you really want to take on your father's position, you have to have some demonstrable feats, just to be a dude, not to mention the court, the brothers and soldiers under his men will not accept him!

Uncle Xue slapped his palms and smiled and said: "Okay! Ambitious! If the people who gave me gifts these years are like you, as long as you kill the enemy for the country, why don't you worry about Daming's side, and don't worry about it! The old man will let you go. What is your mind?"

However, the transfer of troops was a matter of the Ministry of War. Xue Yu was only temporarily guarding Yongpingwei’s camp commander. It was too difficult to get Wang Xiangzhen to Datong, so he thought of a roundabout way: "You temporarily follow me in Yongpingwei, and see the real You’ll fight on the sidelines, save a few battles, turn back, I will move you to the front guard of the army under my direct control, and it will be easier to move around in Beijing.

Although Wang Xiangzhen looked like a burly and fierce hero, he still had to see with his own eyes how he fought on the battlefield. If you just have a grown up body, but dare not go forward during the war, such a person will have to retreat to Xingtun Youwei; if he is really a good man, simply transfer to the young prince's army, not only can he make him a good birthplace , It will be convenient to move in the Jingying health room in the future.

Xue Heng supervised Yongpingwei and wanted to transfer a hundred households below to be his own personal guards. It was just a post. He saw three hundred sets of notes from the famous generals of the Three Kingdoms in his hand, and simply took a set of Guan Yun-long, and wrote a few lines on the emerald green uniform that was thick and unblockable, and inserted the portrait and the robe in a superposition. In the card slot, he asked his soldiers to be sent to the Imperial Capital of the Rear Army.

Chen Ying, the military governor of the rear army, was directly in charge of Xingtun Youwei, and the person who wanted to adjust the guard station had to get the consent of his chief official.

Chen Ying opened the letterhead and looked at the dragon and phoenix dancing on the head. Liao and Liao's lines were about to fill up the large characters on the surface of the paper. He chuckled lightly: "This is Uncle An Shun finally got the paper, so he can't sit still and wants to show it off to me. Yes. Last time I asked him to see Si Mitu, but he didn't give it to him. This old man remembered me until today."

As soon as the Sanguo paper entered Tongzhou, he went to buy a few boxes. When he bought it earlier, Uncle An Shun might not have known this.

While he asked someone to take the memorial paper to write the notes, he instructed his servants: "Install a set of military commander's notes and a set of civil servants' notes, and attach them when replying to the old uncle. They are in a remote location in Yongpingwei, so buy a piece of paper. It's not easy. We can buy in Beijing so we have to take care of him."

Chang Sui loaded a box of papers for him to see, and then asked: "Cui Meiren's papers from the Three Kingdoms were published a few days ago, and they are very fragrant. The front yard steward went to Tongzhou and bought a few sets. Adults want to install some too. Zhang sent over?"

Chen Ying smiled and said, "No need. They want some beautiful papers where they are fighting. You ask someone to give a set to the inner courtyard. At night, my wife and I will appreciate it together. By the way, the six talented critics have a new review of the Three Kingdoms. Isn’t it? I asked people to take a closer look and send them over when they have new ones. That Tangning’s comments are really deep in my heart, witty and ingenious. I don’t know when he will enter Beijing for the exam, but I really want to see this wonderful See you at first sight."

Not only did he think so in his heart, almost everyone was cross-examined when the students from Yongping Prefecture entered Beijing to participate in the national examination. Those who could have something to do with Qian'an were all pulled over to ask about the six talents.

After Guo Yong and other ten Qian’an candidates entered Beijing, Chengri was blocked in the inn. For today’s poetry meeting and tomorrow’s garden, some Gonghou’s mansion has included a playlist for them, and a young lady combs it. It's a treat... Even going downstairs to have a meal, there are people watching, watching and sighing, "The talents criticizing "Three Kingdoms" actually love this dish."

Six people who had written criticism received the post and received softness, and they were afraid to come out. They asked the inn’s little second with uncertainty: "Why are so many people asking us? Although we wrote some comments for the Three Kingdoms, we finally published it. They are all peaceful, righteous, and non-taboo phrases. What do these people mean when they are looking for us?"

Xiao Er smiled and said, "Aren't some talented scholars? For example, talented scholars are treated like this. They always have to participate in poetry clubs everywhere, and show their faces at official gates. Those Jiangnan talents who came to the test are much more skilled than you. Up."

The first time Guo Caizi participated in the test, he couldn't help asking others: "Is it because I have little knowledge? Brother Tang and Brother Wang were also loved by adults like this before?"

Wang Zhichang touched his face, feeling that it didn't seem to be the result of his age, a beard and a charm, and he simply asked, "But because of Cui Xiao..."

Xiao Eryi clapped his legs: "You really recognize Cui Meiren!"

...We don't recognize it. We recognize Cui Shusheng.

They all know the origin of Cui Meiren's name, but as orthodox literati who grew up reading the four books, they all dislike this name. Someone asked about "Cui Meiren", they naturally can't say that this is Cui Xie's nickname, otherwise would it be equivalent to admitting this name for him?

Everyone looked at each other, gritted their teeth and said: "We only wrote a few comments when invited by the merchant who compiled the book. We don't know the rumors."

Knowing that others were looking for them for that fancy name, there was nothing serious about it. They simply urged to prepare for the exam, and closed the door desperately, for fear that if they failed the exam, they would be said to be inconsistent with the name, and they did not deserve to comment on "Three Kingdoms."

In a blink of an eye, on the sixth day of August, Ni Yue, a bachelor of the Hanlin Academy, and Dong Yue, who were a student of the Hanlin Academy, were accused of being the examiners of the Shuntianfu Township Examination.

After the ninth, twelfth, and fifteenth exams in August, all the scholars seemed to get out of their skin.

But thanks to the popularity of "Three Kingdoms", even the Jin Yiwei on the tour had heard of their names, so he was merciful and didn't tell them to wait sweating outside to search for them, but searched them in advance and was still in the field. Arranged for them a good location without exposure to the sun and rain. A few people took the name of a talented man, so they planned the chapter deliberately during the exam, pondered the text, be sure to make the paper precise and precise, and were not willing to hand it in until the three candlelights given in the evening were all burned out.

After the three exams, the ten candidates in Qian'an didn’t know if they could get it, but they had all made up the same idea-quickly pack up and leave Beijing, and send someone back to see on the day of the list, but they can’t stay there anymore. Ask someone to spy on their relationship with "Cui Meirener"!

When the examinees all came back from the atmosphere of the examination room and packed themselves up to make friends with talented people, they discovered that the Fuxiang store they lived in was empty. The ten students who had moved to An’an had left the capital early and packed a monk's house in a small temple outside the city. They only waited for the second yin in the second day of September to get down and went back to see if they won.

The whole city of Qian'an is also keeping an eye on the results of this rural examination.

As soon as the magistrate Qi was transferred to the county, he caught up with a flood, and there was a drought in the next two years. It can be said that his official career has seen its end. He is not the one who has background and wealth. He has exhausted the power of the county magistrate. If he is evaluated and evaluated, there is no hope in the future.

He worked hard to manage rivers and canals, persuade farmers to cultivate mulberry, and when escorting taxes and grains, he wanted to go with the boat to Beijing in person. One term. Governing the Xia Gongju is also a very important part of the inspection. It is heavier than paying taxes on food. If a few people can be selected before he resigns, his evaluation will be much better, and it will more or less offset the flood and famine. influence.

So when the rankings were released on the second day of September, he sent his confidant to stare at the people who reported the good news in Xia County.

The 120th place in Qian’an Wangzhichang, Wang Pu’s 79th, Tangning’s 64th, and Guo Yongzhong’s twentieth... One after another, the county’s names were passed down to the county. Xian Cheng clenched his fists with excitement, and Sun Jiaoyu and the two instructors almost shed tears.

In Qian'an, there were only one or two students in a Chinese style in the previous year. Three years ago, the Gengzi Division didn't take one, but in the year he was under his rule, four Juren were taken! He presided over the repair of the county school and made a record of rebuilding the temple school to encourage learning and finally paid off. If these four can pass the Jinshi exam next year, he will have left some memorable achievements in the county in the past three years...

The county magistrate Qi's eyes were sour, and he hurriedly ordered people to congratulate each other, and the county also prepared materials, waiting for the children to come back to celebrate.

Everyone at the bottom came in to congratulate, because someone said: "We six talented scholars have three Chinese styles in one fell swoop. In the future, Qian'an will be like Jiangnan, and it will become the hometown of talented scholars!"

Qi Sheng just remembered that of the four Chinese styles, three of them were talents selected in "Six Talents Criticize the Three Kingdoms." He couldn't help but smile: "The owner of the bookshop also has some insight, and the ones taken are really from our county. Talented man. Then we will call him when we host a small deer banquet in the future, so that they will have a drink with the owner of the bookstore.

By the way, isn't the owner really a woman?

Qi Sheng was a little unsure, so he ordered his servants: "Just call the man in charge of his family, don't ask for women. Don't sit together at this serious banquet, and make that bad sound."

Hufang Shuban smiled and leaned forward, and said in a low voice, "That master is definitely not a woman. Their family deeds are all small, and the master’s adult also recognizes that it is the master of the archway Cui family, the doctor’s mansion. The son of Cui Xie. His family’s reputation for that beauty also had a backing-he himself could not be concubine Ji, but the yard behind the bookstore was paid to the conductor of Wang’s Dasheren in the early years, and the Prince had a room in it. Outer room..."

The commander Wang was really generous, and his concubine was returned to Cui's house, called Cui Meiren'er, and he was not worried.

County Majesty Qi heard this glamorous lawsuit, his head jumped, frowning and said: "How can you put such a person in a good bookstore? Since the courtyard is given to others, how can you stop renting a place... That's all. Bad rumors are not allowed to be spread in the future, they are all kept to me, and people's reputation is broken because I won't use big leverage to beat you."

It's rare for such a child prodigy to publish a book of upright learning like the "Four Books", how can his reputation hinder his future!

The book office laughed and said, "The little mouth is strict. I don't dare to say this in front of my old parents. Even my little wife would never want to hear a little bit from her dreams! Then this time the little deer will call him for a banquet. Participate?" On one side is the commander, and on the other is the Hubujing official. Whoever stretches out his finger can kill him. How dare he spread this.

The county magistrate Qi looked at him with a cold snort, and said: "Call! Should you call it? Since they all know each other and they are all students from the county, they should sit together and get together. But after the banquet, I I have to take care of his bookstore!"