Transmigrating to the Ming Dynasty’s Imperial Examination

Xie Shan went to Qian'an again.

He originally thought that when Cui Yuan returned to his hometown with Buddha Incense, he would be able to escape this time of foreign affairs. No one expected it had been so long. His sir turned around from the outside and wrote another letter. He took it to the young master Cui.

Qian'an has many mountains, waters, wild forests and wild trails, which is not a place to live in seriousness. Is it easy for him to take a trip? They have a wealthy family with a wealth of fine clothes and guards. They say that the lower ones are busy with official duties, and the higher ones are the people that the emperor can't live without. It's okay to always ask him to come to this rural place to find a gentleman from a civil servant to do?

He complained in his heart, but he didn't dare not do a good job. After Xie Qianhu's order, he bought a basket of high-quality paints as usual. Compared with the previous time, he added gold powder and silver powder, and was well-prepared, so he rushed to Qian'an quickly. He also ran here a few times. As soon as Cui Yuan saw him, he quickly let in and asked the newly hired Niu Chef to cook tea for the guests. He also asked his son to go to school for leave and bring Cui Xie back.

These days, Cui Xie has to stare at the decoration of the library, produce pictures of the heroes of the Three Kingdoms, and prepare to pass articles to Master Nafuzun... In addition, he is unable to stop for the exam in February next year. Adding the time for review is that the spirit of the above class is extraordinarily invested, and the whole child is plunged into the article, not knowing any external affairs. Pengyan picked him up at the Shushu and told him that "Xie Shan" had come to the house as a guest. It took him a moment to remember--

The name is familiar.

This seems to be the name of Xie Qianhu's family?

Isn't this the Xie Shan who pretended to be a rich man who bought the "Four Books Dialogue" that their family couldn't sell? !

Only then did he fully wake up, tighten the big hairy cloak that the inkstone put on him, pull his cool little hand, and return to Cui Mansion against the cold wind.

Mr. Lin's book is cold and windy on the road, but the side hall of the Cui family was remodeled from a bedroom, and half of the room was burning with a kang, warm as spring. When Cui Xie went home, he changed his thin cotton clothes before going to the hall to entertain the guests. It took a lot of time in the process. When he saw Xie Shan, he apologized and said, "I have been waiting."

Xie Shan hurriedly got up and saluted, and smiled: "I shouldn't have disturbed the officials on this day, but we have something to point to the officials for help, and asked me to send a letter. The letter and he asked me to take care of me. Everything is here, please go over it."

Cui Xie thanked him, took the letter and unfolded it.

When he read the letter, Xie Shan also looked at him.

It’s been more than half a year since the two met last time. Although Xie Shan ran to Qian’an again to buy a book, he avoided him and didn’t see him. When we met this time, we found that he was pumped a lot and the soft flesh on his cheeks The cheeks are slightly cut, the chin is pointed, the eyes look a bit bigger than before, and the nose is clearer and straighter.

His eyes were dizzy with a faint blue shadow, his eyelids drooped slightly when he read the letter, and the bright divine light in his eyes converged, showing a distressing haggard.

It turns out that reading is such a hard task. It’s a good child to read books... Xie Shan thought endlessly, wishing to persuade him to study less, paint well, and enter the palace as an offering in the future. Come on.

After reading the letter, Cui Xie folded the paper and put it back in the envelope. He hurriedly straightened up and asked, "Does the son know what our master meant? When will your painting be completed?"

Cui Xie smiled slightly: "This is not something you can get in a short while, you leave things to me, and when I finish the drawing, I will send someone back to Beijing. I guess it will be possible in the middle of the twelfth lunar month. Come on, you will reply to Lord Qian Hu on my behalf, and I will do it with my heart."

Xie Shan said: "The villain knows, the villain is waiting here, the son will write."

Cui Xie nodded, stood up holding Xin, and said: "I have something here, you take back to Beijing..."

Xie Shan smiled and said, "My son, you can't buy those books and papers for us adults in Beijing. According to me, it's better to give this as a portrait of yourself. You can see that you have grown taller again. I'm getting thinner, and when I turn around, I told Qian Huyi that he can't think of what you are like? If there is a portrait, he won't know if he looks at it."

Cui Xie used to be the kind of veteran cadre who didn't take selfies in the circle of friends. He was silent for a while and said: "Then you can just tell Qianhu that I am tall when you go back, don't say I am thinner."

He is an inch taller than when he first arrived.

He is only fifteen this year. According to this growth trend, he may be more than 1.8 meters when he enters Beijing four years later. It feels really good to think about standing in the pile of Jinyiwei, and being able to stay tall with them without wearing height-enhancing shoes, or even a scalp higher!

Xie Shan said sincerely: "That's not going to happen. Can I tell our thousands of households that it's not true? Besides, the three-day examination is not a tough one. You're all caught up with a stick, waist. My thighs are not thicker yet. If you don't make up for it, how can there be any pretending knowledge in the belly?"

Cui Xie shook his head helplessly: "What's the matter, I can make up for it by eating more during the Chinese New Year. Brother Xie takes less time, and I will reply to Qianhu."

Xie Qianhu’s letter wrote that he wanted him to draw a picture of a fairy for the high eunuch. That picture was to be entered, and what he wanted was the style of "Cui Meiren". Don’t paint too well—don’t paint too much. His picture is so good, don't ask your own money.

When Cui Xie first saw the three characters "Gao Eunuch", he remembered the appearance of Father Gao and Xie Ying who had come to Qianan together, holding his hand to support him.

When he told Cui Ming, he had no confidence in his heart, but he had no choice but to pretend to be so fierce. It was indeed Father Gao's post that completely solved his worries. He has always kept this kindness in his heart, but the father-in-law is in the palace, and he has nothing to do with flat-headed people like him, and there is no way to repay him.

In his heart, he wanted to do his best to paint a good painting, but when Xie Ying asked him not to mention his name, he suddenly cleared his heart.

Yes, he was a person who wanted to be an official in the imperial examination. If he had the reputation of offering paintings to the emperor through the eunuch, he would not have been lucky enough to advance. Xie Qianhu took the matter on his body, prevented him from being involved in the reputation of Father Gao, and let him really solve this regret in his heart. It was really well-intentioned.

——It's not that he is narcissistic, if Xie Qianhu really cares about his fame and future, their Jin Yiwei finds someone to do the business, or is it a formal business for the emperor to do the emperor's formality, does it need to be so roundabout? Not to mention writing letters to tell him about this and that, he directly asked Xie Shan to send a message, limited to a few days, he didn't dare not try to get it out!

With such an unreasonable little pride in Cui Xie's heart, he picked up a pen to reply to Xie Ying and asked him to rest assured. He knew the importance of himself, and he would definitely use pure Cui Meiren's technique to draw pictures of real gods that could be dedicated to the emperor.

Since his kindergarten, "Journey to the West" has been broadcasted on TV every winter and summer vacations. Although he will not watch it later, the characters and pictures have already been deeply impressed. Speaking of gods, what else do you paint if you don’t paint Journey to the West?

It's Antiy Conference!

He had lived such a long time, and the decent fairy conference in his mind should be like that. It would not be easy to teach him the fairy picture of a master!

Since studies and decoration of the library can't be delayed, I had to put aside the illustrations of the last few volumes of the Three Kingdoms to make time for the emperor to draw pictures.

"Three Kingdoms" cannot be updated in time, and Cui Xie feels very guilty for readers. He asked the craftsmen to change the pages of the book with color pictures from ordinary cotton paper to light cloud-colored powder paper, which was printed on thick paper. The cover was also replaced with a single portrait of a hero or beauty in the volume, and the name was changed to "Ju'anzhai Jing School Edition Six Talents Criticize the Romance of the Three Kingdoms", which became a new book and republished from the first volume.

It was edited before, and an announcement was added to the manuscripts of the tenth and eleventh volumes to be printed, informing readers that the copyright of "Six Talents Edition of Three Kingdoms" has been transferred to Ju'anzhai. In addition, Xindian takes a responsible attitude to readers and will proofread and revise the old edition from scratch. The old edition of the original blue leather needs to be reprinted after proofreading is completed. The new edition will be sold at the same time as the last two copies of the old edition.

I bought almost half the paperback and suddenly cut it in half. What should I do if the merchant changes the hardcover which is more expensive but also more eye-catching? Should I buy it from scratch, or wait for the new version to arrive where I haven't bought it yet?

The majority of ordinary book friends hesitated according to the purse, and immediately there were pirates who took a fancy to this market, and they also found a few talented scholars to comment, call someone to imitate the painting hero, and publish the version after the twelfth volume. This kind of book is also sold initially, but readers buy it back mostly by looking at pictures and reviewing. Some of the reviews are too pedantic and undesirable; some are fresh but not enough to attract war; some are simply pretending to be several people self-evaluating and fighting... …

They are all about money making, far less than the true feelings of the six talents in Qian'an.

If criticism is not as good, the picture is even less comparable to the Cui family. The pictures of old characters can be imitated, but the new ones are either not vivid enough or they look like the old ones. They all followed a routine of fooling high eunuchs: change Zhou Yu's clothes and say it is Lu Xun, and paint Queen Fu with white hair as Wu Guotai, and Pang Tong's face is blacked out as Zhang Song...

I haven't sold many copies, so readers won't be fooled. Those who are rich can buy the new edition with peace of mind, and those who have no money will look at the cover of the new edition in the bookstore to relieve their greed, clutching their purse and waiting for the old edition to come out again.

To comfort the readers, Cui Xie will be able to free up an hour a day to paint the Antin Conference without any distractions.

The scene of the Antian Conference is also great. The Jade Emperor sits on the main seat, the left and right hands are the Tathagata and the Queen Mother, and the two gods and Buddhas sit together. In the middle, there is Xian'e hugging the pipa and dancing with Chang'e. Shaocheng dance floor, far away the gods participating in the feast. He wanted to paint the voice and appearance of the gods, he couldn't paint the entire scene from a bird's-eye view, he had to paint it as a long scroll.

He just typed the draft for a week, and it took nearly a cut of paper to determine the final composition.

The picture starts from the side banquet statues of the Jade Emperor, the Queen Mother and the Buddha; in the front, a crowd of immortals dancing with Chang'e are drawn, surrounded by white jade railings; behind the fence is a table with low tables, and the one that he remembers facing the picture Those who are clear, such as Taishang Laojun, Guanyin, Samantabhadra, Li Tianwang, Yang Jian, Tianpeng Marshal, Taibai Jinxing, etc., if they are not clear, give Ban La's back.

Behind these people, the golden armored soldiers stood up from their seats, facing to the left to greet the Sihailongwang, Kuimulang, Maoriji and other twenty-eight star officials he still remembers who came from Zhiyugui... Seven fairies came with a basket of peaches, and the picture behind them was finally hidden in a cloud of mist.

I haven't watched Journey to the West for more than a year, and the palace curtains and the expressions of the characters in my memory are still in front of my eyes, falling on the paper, as if I had intercepted a fragment of a TV drama and turned it into a panoramic picture of ink and wash.

It’s great to be young, his memory seems to be better than before! Not only is it easy to memorize, but also the TV series that I haven't watched for so long!

He painted this picture because it was just a composition. The real characters are all well-known, and they are finished before entering the twelfth lunar month. He and Xie Qianhu decided to submit the manuscript in the middle of the twelfth lunar month. Seeing that it was still a few days away, he bought some imitations of ancient gods and gods on the market, added and modified some jewellery and decorative utensils, and transferred out gold mud, silver mud, The mica powder hooks the decorations on the gallery columns, painted with jewelry and the meat buns on the heads of the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas, and then hooks a light round light behind the heads of the gods and Buddhas.

This picture is to be dedicated to the emperor, to let others know that his handwriting is not good, he simply did not even do the mounting, only put a layer of rice paper on his own, and after drying it, rolled it and put it in a wooden box. Two seals were also added, asking Cui Yuan to send it to Beijing in person and hand it to Xie Qianhu.

Only Pengyan was looking at the picture he drew, and couldn’t help asking him: “How did my eldest brother draw so many gods? It’s nothing more than painting the Three Kingdoms. After all, the general is a mortal no matter how brave it is. You dare to dare these gods, Buddhas and fairies. Have you seen it? The whole body is full of celestial energy, and it doesn't look like a mortal at first sight!"

Cui Xie has long been accustomed to his boasting method, and he is not worried that he is going to lift the bottom of his traveler. He touched his head and said, "It's for someone to give away, so naturally I have to do everything possible to paint it. Instead of complimenting me, let's ask someone to teach you how to paint. When I pass the exam next year, I will also teach you this technique. In the future, when I become an official, you can help me draw and draw books."

Holding the inkstone suddenly flushed: "Well, where can you go! Brother, you are a literary star from the sky, so you can do everything, I'm a book boy..."

"Then you are also Wen Quxing's book boy." Cui Xie nodded his nose and smiled: "I didn't let your father and son be good at Qiuyueli, and asked your father to be the owner of Ju'anzhai? You? A young owner, how can he treat himself as a book boy every day? You can become the owner of the world's number one bookstore in the future, so how can you do it if you don't know how to write calligraphy, calligraphy and painting."

"Well, isn't it that you said that you hadn't become a divorce, and your name didn't match your name, so you put Ju'anzhai on my dad? That's your business, and our father and son worked for you. ......" The more anxious he was holding the inkstone, his face flushed. Cui Xie also wanted to tease him more, twisted his soft cheek, and smiled: "When your eldest brother becomes a master of scholarship, you really won't touch those dummies, Xiaoping Yan, you have to work hard. ."