Transmigrating to the Ming Dynasty’s Imperial Examination

Since the last time he asked Cui Won to enter Beijing to give gifts, Cui Xie wrote down the address of Xie Qianhu.

I saw him when I went to Beijing, but this time I came to Beijing to come back for the case. When I got home, I was going to perform the ceremony, I went to the palace, and I had to go back to the hometown to worship the ancestors... Plus there was Master Cui at home. Dangling, he was afraid of extra-junctions, so he kept dragging him. Now that Senator Cui came to Yunnan to take office, it happened to coincide with the holiday of the Imperial College. It was the day for visitors to go out, and it would not be too late to talk about the affairs of their study after seeing the guests.

Cui Qi and the subtotal treasurer also drove the car, and Cui Xie simply moved the gift to their car and sent the driver home. Because he said he was going to give gifts to Xie Qianhu, the subtotal shopkeeper thought his gifts were not lively, not like a gift, and bought him a basket of new chayote and two boxes of seal incense with birthday characters. Four boxes of snacks, a few ivory sculptures.

Ji Duyuan also wanted to ask him to buy a rhino belt. Cui Xie followed along and picked a few, which was not very worrying. He simply waited for the clothes to be drawn in the movie when they were made. He threw down those belts, bought a pair of rhino-horned cups, and took the two to the door of Xie's house.

Although Menzi did not recognize them, he saw the words "Cui Xie, a student of the Imperial College" on the post, and his eyes lit up immediately: "It turned out to be the case chief of Cui who wrote the "Quotations of the Four Books"! The case chief, please come in and sit down, my lord I went to Zhenfu Siyamen in the morning, and I will be back soon."

When Cui Xie found out the silver to reward him, the Yan Yan was sent up first. The man hurriedly declined: "We adults have always respected the book of the case, and the family often thinks about how old you are, how I want your money."

The two parties exchanged a few words back and forth before the door accepted the money and led them to sit in the living room. Most of the Xie family members had heard of Cui Xie's name and knew his general situation. When they saw the door leading a 16 or 17-year-old, a stunningly beautiful juvenile student entering the door, they immediately wondered if his surname was Cui.

Xie Shan recognized him, and greeted him from afar and shouted, "Young Master Cui, why did you come to see our master?"

Cui Xie smiled and said, "It turned out to be Brother Xie. I haven't seen a thousand households in Beijing for a long time. I came to visit here today."

Cui Qi also smiled and called him "Uncle Xie Shan", only the subtotal treasurer hadn't seen him very much. He was still a little restrained in this Jinyiwei courtyard, and he bowed his head and greeted respectfully.

Xie Shan answered with a spring breeze. He ran back and forth in Qian'an many times, and now that he saw Cui Xie personally come to the door, he knew that he would no longer have to run in the future, and said to them "mituo" secretly, and greeted them with great enthusiasm.

The old steward of the Xie family also wanted to see what the child prodigy who had hooked them to study with them, personally led the people to deliver tea and fruit, sat in the side hall and said a few words with Cui Xie, and asked him why he wanted to see them. Thousands of households.

Cui Xie laughed and said: "It should have been a long time since I came to visit Qianhu, but something happened in the family, and I have never been able to work. Now I catch up with the son of the country, and bring some gifts to visit him. I hope the old man will transfer it to Qianhu for me. "

Cui Qi gave him a newly written gift list in the past. The old steward got up and accepted it and said with a smile on his face: "Cui case chief is very polite. When the adult comes back, the old man will take the same things to him and let him pass the case. Good intentions."

He glanced at the gift list and saw that they were all things that could be bought on the market. It was a pity that there were no books and paintings in the past.

The two paintings I sent before are much better than these vulgar objects, and thousands of them also like them. This Young Master Cui loved to send paintings in Qian'an, why didn't he send them to Beijing?

He wholeheartedly thought about Xie Ying, and relied on his old age and being a family member, so he asked with a face: "In fact, we thousands of households prefer the paintings and books on the front of the case. The two paintings have been hanging in the interior for appreciation. So, the later "Four Books in Dialogues" even refused to leave his hands. The old slave asked brazenly, is there any new work for the case chief now?"

Cui Xie's heart moved, and he replied: "I am not very busy with my homework now. I am learning to draw a large portrait of one's body. If thousands of households don't abandon it, I would rather paint him one. It's just that these eyes alone can't estimate him. She’s tall, short, chubby, and thin, and she’s afraid that her figure will be ugly and look unlike."

Seeing that he was willing to accept and draw that kind of big picture, Guan Shi said happily: "Do I remember his size? Wait for me to write it down for you... The horse riding picture you drew last time is very beautiful. It would be better if you can draw someone wearing official clothes, silver flowers, python belts, and holding jade."

Cui Xie shook his head and said professionally: "Everyone wears official uniforms when drawing portraits, and they don’t look good. People like Qianhu are well-dressed. I drew him a set of stickers and ties. Come with the cloak, make sure to put on it to lift the color, others will not be able to catch up with the horse."

Xie Guanshi said: "How good is Tie Li? It's better to be straight in official clothes, solemn, and like Gu Changkang when he paints people, adding a few stalks to his cheeks is more stylish."

What is the aesthetic of adding a beard? Gu Kaizhi added a beard to him when he painted Pei Kai because he is not a realist, and he does not grasp the form; he is a realist, and Xie Qianhu has to paint whatever he looks like!

At most, add a microdermabrasion and filter...

In short, their artists cannot bow to Party A!

Cui Xieti didn't mention his beard, and said forcefully: "The old man wants to go wrong. The official gown is too restrictive. It's not what young people mean. It's appropriate to wait for a thousand households to be older before painting like that. He is like this now. At my age, I have to wear suave clothes. The painting is slow. When I turn around, I will ask someone to prepare the clothes and send them over. You will know when you tell him to put it on. I'm sure that Beijing will not be able to find a second such beautiful one... …"

"cough."

A soft cough came in from the door suddenly, interrupting their art dispute. Cui Xie turned his face to look over, only to see a figure wearing a green biscuit standing outside the door, looking at him with a handsome and familiar face against the light.

His eloquent comments suddenly got stuck in his throat, looking at the man speechless. Mr. Xie stood up hurriedly and said awkwardly: "Is your lord back?"

In the courtyard, Xie Ying heard the two of them lively discussing whether to add a beard to him, and when she walked to the door, she clearly accepted Cui Xie's sentence "The second one is not found in Beijing". ear.

The accompanying family members took the initiative a few steps behind, bowing their heads and pretending not to hear. Xie Ying stood at the entrance of the hall and looked at a few people. Seeing that Cui Xie stopped talking, he nodded to the three standing people, stepped into the hall, looked down at him and asked: "What about Cui? Are you here at Han's house?"

Cui Xie subconsciously touched his face, didn't feel hot, he laughed naturally, stood up and bowed his hand: "You are polite, Lord Thousand, I will always be the same Cui Xie in front of the adults, and the adults just call me. The name is. It’s too late to come here today. Actually, I should have come to thank the adults for their previous support."

One "previous" covered the Cui family's case from beginning to end.

Xie Qianhu saw the eyes he handed over, and he shook his head and smiled: "Di Cui Xian is polite to call me an adult? Since you are still willing to get close to me as a warrior, I will not tell you, I How old are you, just tell me to thank you brother."

Cui Xie immediately called out "Brother Xie" and talked about painting a portrait and making clothes for him: "I didn't mean to offend Brother Xie just now. I really think Brother Xie is young and handsome, and he should be dressed smartly at home. some."

Xie Ying smiled and said, "I'm not as good as Brother Xian Junxiu, you are also young, you should make some good clothes yourself."

He had a hard time in Qian'an, so he just had to dress like that. Why didn't he wear a few scattered satin clothes after returning to Beijing, and he came to see people in Guozijian robes? The shoulders of this robe are loose, and the cuffs and waist are faintly visible. Did they not make a new set?

He didn't know that Cui Xie's clothes were newly issued the day before, and he didn't have time to do the same. Today, he ran to see him directly after school, and he didn't want to spend time changing his clothes.

Xie Ying sighed secretly and instructed her servants: "I'll go back and change clothes. You will take Master Cui to the upper room to entertain you."

The old steward led Cui Xie to the living room of the upper room, where Xie Shan accompanied the little treasurer to talk to Cui Qi. Xie Ying changed clothes and came out, saw Cui Xie again, and asked him, "Brother Cui Xian is here to give gifts again, right?"

Cui Xie said: "Exactly, now I am back home, and the things in my hand are better than when I was in Qian'an, so I picked some flowers and flower dew to give Brother Xie Xun's house. And then..."

"Brother Cui Xian will make a suave clothes for me." Xie Ying smiled and pressed him to the chair on the left, turned and sat on his right hand, and said across the coffee table: "I don't lack these trolls, stickers and Take care, but when we parted last time, Brother Xian said that the poem that I made for me would be done now?"

The corners of Cui Xie's mouth curled downwards, and he smoothed out quickly and firmly: "Actually, I can also write poetry."

There was a thin smile at the corner of Xie Ying's mouth, as if she didn't believe what he said. Cui Xie told him to look at him, but he had a competitive heart, and said hardly: "Really, it will happen. Last time, when the saint uploaded me to the palace, he ordered me to make a response poem at the imperial court, and I did it. Thinking about it now, it’s not difficult to compose a poem, at least it is not very good..."

It is difficult to make good poems, but it is not difficult to make bad poems. Anyway, as long as the rhyme is in harmony and the rhyme is a poem, the emperor didn't kill him, can others kill him?

He was so reasonable, and Xie Ying was speechless. However, they can’t stand shoulder to shoulder with the emperor as courtiers. Master Xie is not in a hurry to accept his poetic talents. He shook his head and smiled and said, “You can think about it. The Hanlin scholars who lifted the child prodigy are all clean people. If someone wants to compare with you in the future, if you can't make some good poems, you will not look good."

When he spoke, he pointed to his face, his eyes curled, and the silkworm under his eyes bulged, his expression was gentle and kind, as if he was chatting with a long-time friend.

Cui Xie was used to fighting with his classmates when he was in school. Seeing that he was about the same age as himself, he sat next to the table and laughed, just like his classmates. He couldn't help showing a bit of nature. He touched his chin and said, "It doesn't matter. It has to look good."

Xie Ying's hand stopped in the air and really laughed.

He laughed for a while before he stopped, but with a smile in his eyes, he looked at Cui Xie and said, "I used to know that you painted well, but today I know that your words are so reasonable. I will see later. You don’t need your paintings anymore. You don’t have to bother to find gifts for me during the holidays, just come and tell me a few things.”

Cui Xie's eyes slipped out, just as if he didn't understand him to make fun of himself.

Xie Ying looked at him with her chin resting on her hands, her eyes dodged, and she couldn't help but want to tease him again. Just looking down with the hand covering his chin, he suddenly saw that the creases of his cuffs were not very hot, and the rolling soap edges on both sides were somewhat supported. The smile in Xie Ying's heart faded again, and she pinched it. Bian'er said, "Your sleeve is bulging. Take it off and ask someone to iron it."

He clapped his hands, and the little servant who was attending the corridor walked in and listened to his instructions. Cui Xie pressed his sleeve and said, "It doesn't matter, I'll ask the family to iron it later..."

Xie Ying said: "I will have to eat at home later. It is not convenient to wear a robe. I have a few regular clothes from when I was young, but I didn't get it. You can change it and move around at home."

At that time, he had just lost his father's funeral, and his family's colored clothes were under the bottom of the box. Cui Xie was about the same size as him at the time and should be able to wear it.

He ordered people to iron the clothes, and asked Cui Xie to change it through the screen, and took his large robe, which had been shrunk by an unknown number of inches, to be sewn and re-ironed. I don't know how the clothes are so clever and legal, but it is a bright red gold sticker with a pleated skirt-like hem sprinkled underneath, and the outer head is covered with sleeveless protection.

Cui Xie wore a small skirt for the first time. He was so fashionable that he didn't know how to walk. He always felt that he was walking for a ride. He couldn't help but pull the hem. He sighed in a low voice, "This dress is really worn by noble people. Used to it."

Xie Ying looked at him sideways in the hall, and slowly smiled: "Well dressed well, I can't find a second such good-looking person in Beijing."

The author has something to say: let's put the reference list of this article

Main reference for writing eight-legged part

Zhu Xi

Appreciation of Eight-Part Essays by Gong Duqing

Fang Bao

Most of the eight-legged essay is the original text or commentary of the chapter where the title is located. It is easier to understand with the four books.