Transmigrating to the Ming Dynasty’s Imperial Examination

Beijing officials elected unsatisfactory foreign officials, and they often stayed in Beijing for two to three months, and the officials would naturally transfer to more recent official positions. But Cui Que just frowned, and before he showed the intention of refusing, Wen Xuan Si Langzhong asked: "Master Cui thinks that Yunnan is remote, and his rank is not high?"

Naturally disgusted, sent to Yunnan is equivalent to exile, Beijing officials like him should not go to the border for no reason.

What's more, it is not a good job to clean up the land and compile the yellow book of the households. It is hard and tiring, and it is easy to offend the powerful. There are many different races and native officials in Yunnan, and he is a stream official who has constraints everywhere and can't do very real things. His superintendent is still an auxiliary second officer. Regardless of civil affairs and academic politics, he learned from his son to build a library, and his political achievements have to fall on the chief executive. How much credit can he have?

Without political achievements in his hands, he can't easily get promoted. Is it possible that he really wants to stay in Yunnan for nine years? He was born in the orthodox ten years. He is now forty and his body is not very strong. Can he get back after nine years in a place like Yunnan?

He gritted his teeth and said: "I don't dislike Yunnan Luyuan, but I am from Zhili, and I shouldn't be elected officials in Yunnan by law."

The doctor smiled: "My lord caused the two senior patrons to impeach themselves. This is no precedent. What else did you mention when selecting officials? To be honest, this counselor is still looking at the two servants. For the sake of your diligence in the past, you reluctantly followed the rules of choosing from afar to vacate it for you. If you want to go, go and live at home if you don't want to go. There is no shortage of students from the State Supervision Supervisors and senior citizens waiting to go. "

No matter how bad Yunnan is, it is from the fourth grade official. If you don’t go, you can only live at home as a fifth grade doctor. No matter which one you choose, you can’t see any future...

He returned home holding the paperwork, worrying about whether or not to go, when he suddenly reported that Xu's brother had come to make trouble.

Although the Xu family's official rank is low, there are many brothers and son-in-laws. There are a few who are not stingy, and it is troublesome to make trouble. Now Cui Xie is in Qian’an to sacrifice his ancestors, go through the transfer procedures, and clean up his family business... Without him, a victim of persecution by the Xu family, Xu Jialai has become more and more troublesome and threatened to sue him to join the Xu family. Conspiring about that library.

He made the family upset, and finally made up his mind to let the housekeeper clean up his things and go to Yunnan when Cui Xie came back.

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Cui Xie is offering ancestor worship in Jiaxiangtun at this time.

After he returned to his hometown, he first went to see the magistrate of Qi County, and apologized for the troubles that caused him these days. The county magistrate Qi didn't blame him, and said generously: "The Xu family is no longer your stepmother. What can she do with you when she did evil? Besides, the emperor is wise and judges justice, and I have not been wronged."

Not only did he not affect his promotion, but because of a blessing in disguise, he registered at the official department and may have the opportunity to be transferred to Beijing in the future. He is a person who supervises students and selects officials. He originally only wanted to be satisfied as the magistrate of the next county, but now he has the broad prospects of Beijing officials waiting behind him. Why is he not satisfied?

Even his thin body followed the "heart wide body fat", the wrinkles on his face were also flattened, the brilliance was also born, the beard was also unobstructed, and it was as good as the cover of the essay without the filter.

Cui Xie congratulated him a few words, and told him that he was going to study in the Imperial College and was going to come back to tell him about the transfer of the county school status to the national school.

The county magistrate Qi was also pleased for him, saying: "When the son Shengming candles you today, you can’t let a child prodigy like you remain a virtuous country. You will also study well in the future, and keep on studying, don’t just have the status of a tribute prisoner. Old forever."

Cui Xie replied: "Students will work **** the imperial examination and live up to the high expectations of the old man."

The county magistrate Qi now only waits for the successor county magistrate to come over to take office in Shandong, and the government affairs are not too troublesome, so he took the initiative to tell him about the transfer. Although it’s a pity that the county school instructors and tutors were unable to take the exam in Qian'an, the tribute to the Imperial College was also a local political achievement. Cui Xie ordered a banquet to invite them. The poor academies even ate, took, and were full of joy. .

After finishing the business, he took the long accompanying back to Jiaxiang Tun to worship the ancestors.

Cui Yuan and his son were still staring at him in the temple chanting the scriptures for him, and the long follower who followed Jingli was also sent to Zhuangzi to prepare dinner and live there. Sitting alone in front of the grave, he burned a few pieces of paper money for Mrs. Liu's mother and son, telling them: "The Xu family has been retired by Cui Lang, and the crime of framing Cui Xie is also known to the world. Jin Yiwei sentenced her to exile in Fujian Ping. Haiwei, her son sent her off. I was admitted to the Imperial College, and I would like to examine Juren and Jinshi in the future. When I become an official, I will ask my wife for an order..."

The paper money gradually extinguished, and he flipped the yellow paper with a branch to make the unburnt place start again. Seeing that the paper money was almost burnt, he stood up and said goodbye, "I may not come here often in the future. On festivals, I will give the two incense to the two in the ancestral hall in Beijing, and Mrs. Liu will collect it on behalf of Linglang."

The wind was hard in the mountains, and the paper dust was whirled up, making him all over his face. He shook his sleeves, got on his horse, rode back to Zhuangzi in Jiaxiangtun, and went to the temple the next day to pick up Cui Yuan and his son.

The two of them were still living in the temple, staring at the monk reciting the scriptures earnestly, and the treasurer of the computer sent a staff to pass news daily to discuss the printing of the Diamond Sutra.

Before Cui Xie came to Beijing, the proprietor and the shopkeeper also discussed and scattered a lot of scriptures to pray for blessings. When Cui Xie went to the temple, Cui Yuan saw him well, and became the supervising student of the Imperial College. There, the "Buddha", "Bodhisattva", "Guansheng Emperor" and "Zhenwu Great Emperor" prayed again and went to the temple to pay his vows.

Cui Xie couldn't manage the Ming Dynasty people's belief problem, so he asked him to pay money from the public account instead of using his own money to fill it for him.

Cui Yuan said naturally: "I want the private money of the playboy. I have been released from the Cui family. If I spend my money, the gods and Buddhas will not be able to remember the piety of the young man."

Cui Xie almost told him to choke, and hurriedly served tea with the inkstone, and asked: "Big brother, will you take us father and son when you return to Beijing? I still want to serve you with me."

Cui Xie shook his head slightly: "You don't want to study hard all day long, you want to serve people what to do. I am in Beijing these days and I can't take care of you. Now I have the time to ask you: Where did you read? Don't tell me about you. I read another acid article written by a talented scholar, that doesn't count!"

Holding the inkstone and lowering his head, Momentuduo said: "I'm reciting the sutras for you these days. When I come back to Beijing with you, I will study whatever you study."

Cui Xie said: "I entered the Imperial Prison to live in a dormitory. I only take a rest on the 15th day of the new year. What do you read? Besides, it is not convenient for you to enter Beijing with your father. What should you do if you are greedy for the Cui family's property? It would be better for you to live here peacefully and wait until I become an official..."

Cui Yuan persuaded him: "I might as well stay here. I'm familiar with the treasurer, and we will print the book for the son in the village. It won't be a mistake for you. But the little servant of Pengyan has been following you, so just stay. Let him serve? In the future, if you draw the artwork of "Three Kingdoms" or something, you will have to ask someone to send it back to Qian'an, so that others will not be as meticulous as him."

Cui Xie looked at their father and son, and almost sighed: "Pengyan is sixteen this year. If you don't teach him to read or be a shopkeeper, you want to call him a small servant for a lifetime? You are a father, at least by his name. Have you changed it?"

Holding the inkstone standing in front of him without moving, he stubbornly said, "I'm not the material of studying, and I can't bear to study as hard as you, so you can take me back to Beijing? I'll go to our shop in Beijing. Being a buddy, you can learn to be a treasurer slowly, and in the future you can open Juanzhai for you in Beijing."

Counting on this little coquettish bag, it is better to count on Jixiao shopkeeper to open the branch from Tongzhou into Beijing.

But after all, he was reluctant to really leave the child in Tongzhou. He sighed and said, "I can't take you back to Cui's house. If you want to enter Beijing, you have to rent a house to live in. I will come out every day. I'm looking for you."

Such a fee is too high, and entering Beijing is not very useful. Cui Yuan hesitated, holding the inkstone but had an idea. He said to himself: "Then I will work as a clerk in the subtotal shop, and come to Beijing to look for you during the rest of the day. I will send you home if you have any new paintings. Can see my dad."

Cui Yuan also felt that this method was good, and then he persuaded Cui Xie together: "Which one of the shopkeepers did not start from a buddy, others are not afraid of hardship and tiredness, and they are not afraid to run out of town. Both of them are still his own homes. . You change him to a proper name and tell him to be a serious buddy and learn to do things."

Among other things, the name of Pengyan, which is full of book boy spirit, should be changed.

Cui Xie flipped through "Er Ya" in his mind and picked the word "Qi" for him. Kai, Kai also. Cui Yuan was sold to the Cui family since he was a child, and he doesn't remember his ancestor's name. From now on, they will start another clan and start a business of their own.

"Cui Qi, Cui Qi..." Cui Yuan and his son said the name several times, and they were very satisfied: "Now it is the name given by the case chief of the small three yuan. In the future, the son will become the number one master of the three yuan and the first. The name is even more valuable. We have to write the origins in the genealogy!"

Well, in order to be able to write into Cui Yuan's genealogy in the future, he also has to work hard to get a Jinshi!

Cui Xie called to follow the long-sue in the temple to stare at the chanting, took Cui Yuan and his son home to pack his luggage, and bid farewell to Mr. and neighbors.

Although Mr. Lin was reluctant to give up, but the student was a student, he should have resigned from the library, he could endure the bad feelings, let Cui Xie leave after a few lessons. However, Zhao Gao's family regarded him as his own flesh and blood. Hearing that he was leaving, it was as uncomfortable as losing a grandson. He sat at Zhao's house all afternoon and comforted him. He only said that there was a chance to meet each other during the New Year. The two veterans slowly got better, and asked the servants to make some food to bring.

There are also classmates in Mr. Lin's school, and scholars who often read books at his home also come to see him. He had a farewell banquet for a few days, received many poems, wrote two articles, and sent countless color-printed books.

Prince Wang is still in Yongpingwei and has not returned. The military camp does not allow anyone to send letters. Cui Xie posted a post to his father Wang Commander, writing about his going back to Beijing to study, and asked Commander Wang to inform him on his behalf. After Commander Wang received the post, he sent someone to invite him to sit down at the mansion and ask him what happened after he returned to Beijing.

It is not convenient for Cui Xie to talk about his parents. He only said that he had been in the palace and asked if he was right. He was pointed out by the emperor to study in the Imperial College and would not stay in Qian'an.

Commander Wang said with a smile: "It's better to be in the capital. There are many famous teachers and great scholars in Beijing, and you are close to the emperor. It is better for you to have a family and a career than to study in this small county. Xiang Zhen is also a little better now. Uncle Meng An Shun has green eyes, and when he gains some military merit outside his mouth, he can also be transferred to the army's front guard as a guard. Then you can meet again in Beijing."

Cui Xie nodded: "I have been thinking about Brother Wang these days, and I can rest assured that I know that everything is well with him. If he wants to come, he will be able to enter Beijing within a few years. If I had to give him some festive gifts before, I would pay Master Lao will pass it on for me."

Wang commanded: "It’s good to call you uncle, or an adult. If you and Xiang Zhen are in the same brotherhood, the old man will also ask you to call you a good nephew---nephew, your family and property, just put it here safely, as long as I This commander is still there, so no one dare to reach out to you."

Cui Xie was overjoyed and bowed to thank him for his kindness.

The Guozijian gave him a limited vacation. It lasted for ten days. When it was no longer possible, he said goodbye to everyone. He took the book from Tongzhou Wei Zhizhou and Master Liu, and the paint from Xie Qianhu. Yan returned to the capital.

When he entered the Cui Mansion alone, Cui Que was already impatient for him to wait: the Xu family harassed every day, and the officials wanted to take this council back. He used to think that Yunnan was far away, but now Yunnan has become rare. Count on.

As soon as the eldest son came back, Cui Xie hurriedly entrusted him with the family affairs, asked someone to load four or five large carts with his luggage, paid for the movable cash in the account, and brought two Xinna concubines and a few rooms. The family, wheels rushing out of the capital, went to Yunnan to take office. Cui Xie took him to the outside of the city with his family. In a large car behind, he followed a few old concubines and children who were left behind, crying and mourning.

When the convoy entered the forest, Cui Xie went over to persuade them to endure their tears. The Wu family who gave birth to his son said in a sad voice: "The master has taken away all the money from the account, and only takes the two foxes to enjoy the good. Regardless of the life and death of the two elders in the family and our lives, how should we live in the future!"

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Cui Langzhong, no, Cui Senye can do such a thing honestly. At the beginning, the eldest son was able to take only thirty taels of silver to fend for himself outside, but now he has taken away the cash at home, leaving the old family in Beijing without food and clothing. Why is he not surprised?

Cui Xie sighed coldly, and whispered to them: "Auntie ladies don't cry anymore. I'm here at home, so you can't be hungry for your younger brothers and sisters. I went back to the cloud to see what could be sold at home, and I would exchange them for silver. , Sending out a few more useless servants, increasing income and reducing expenditure, will always make it through."

He remembered that there were a few shops in the Cui family, and he simply chose a good place, with his left hand written in the name of Cui Yuan, and he opened a Ju'an Zhai in the capital.

He was so honestly calculating to support his family, but some concubines and the second lady Yun, somehow, as if scared him, immediately shut up, and no one dared to cry anymore.

The author has something to say:

Excessively, I will continue to study and earn money to take the imperial examination

When I found out that the acting officials were on vacation, I somehow remembered that it was a student of the Imperial College who took a vacation every five days. Now I look at the materials of the Imperial College and I feel that this vacation is not in line with the pace of exam teaching. I made a mistake when I checked it again. I took two days off on the first and fifteenth day! On the 5th is the treatment of a custard!

I don’t want to say anything with this IQ. Please forgive me a few more times.