Transmigrating to the Ming Dynasty’s Imperial Examination

As the weather got hotter and hotter, Cui Xie saw that the clothes on the back of the three people’s chests were all sweating, and their breathing became heavier, so he dropped the water bag and stood up and said, "You guys have a rest, I'll buy some. Water and food come, even if people don’t need to rest, horses have to eat and drink.”

Cui Yuan hurriedly stopped him: "How can I let you buy things, tell me to hold the inkstone!" He gave his son a wink and said, "Go straight east, and there is a place to sell food two streets across. Wine. Brother Zhao sent us back all the way and suffered too much. He bought more wine and meat with the inkstone, and asked Brother Zhao to have a meal and return to Beijing."

Pangyan stood up in response, "Father, don't worry. I often buy food for my eldest brother outside. I can tell what is delicious." Turning back and holding Cui Xie, he said sincerely: "Big brother, you have no money, and I don’t go out very often, so I may not find the way. Just wait here. I’ll go to my neighbor’s house and ask for some water to wash your face."

He was full of energy and ran all the way out.

The opposite door and the neighbors next to them have been paying attention to them. Seeing a young man with shawl and hair holding the inkstone came out, there was nothing to say about men and women, so they all came out to pull him and asked: "This little brother, where is your master? Does the family rent a Jinshidi’s house to study, or do they go to school like Mr. Wang?"

He held up the inkstone and said: "What renting a house, my master is the owner of this yard, and I came back to the hometown with my eldest son."

An old woman asked: "But the Cui family who is an official in Beijing? Didn't I hear that he became a fifth-ranking member? How did you tell the old man to return home alone?"

Pengyan didn't want to say that Cui Xie was driven out of the house by his father, so he said lightly: "The son returned to his hometown to take the Tongsheng test. The noise in Beijing is not good for quiet study, so he brought us back to live in advance."

Everyone sighed for a while, and a woman in her thirties suddenly screamed behind the crowd: "How old is your son? My eldest was admitted as a child student at the age of eighteen. One more exam can be a talent. How can the son in Beijing study better than the people in our county, right?"

The person next to him curled his lips and said, "Mother Zhang is just talking about her in front of our group of women. The son of Master Jinshi is not comparable to your working son? All of us who live on this street are now studying. Seed, which one is not the one who got the young talents at a young age."

Holding the inkstone had a headache, and coughed lightly: "Excuse me, mother-in-law and aunt, my son just moved here. The well water in the yard is not clean. Can you borrow a few buckets of water from your home?"

Those people immediately stopped quarreling and said, “It doesn’t matter if you fetch water. You can ask your servant to come to our yard to pick it up later. If you want to wash the water well, there is Takujishi City on North Street. It only costs four cents a day to hire a well maker. If you want to repair a house, there are also plasterers and mounters, and it’s cheaper to hire them together."

Pengyan didn't dare to decide by himself, so he went back to the yard and asked his father.

Cui Yuan said: "It takes a few days to wash the wells. When you go shopping for wine and vegetables, you can see if there are any water tanks. First buy a big tank to store water and make do with these two days. Those craftsmen have to be hired, but the weather It’s getting late, I’ll eat first, and I’ll follow you after the meal."

Holding the inkstone went out again, and soon someone carried the big jar and knocked on his door, along with the bucket and scoop. Cui Yuan was laying kang mats in the upper room. He didn't have time to fetch water, so he gave them an extra penny, and asked Coach Zhao to take them to the neighbor's house to fetch water, and borrow some fresh grass and beans to feed the horse.

Cui Xie mistakenly saw Zhao Chafu directly scooping up the raw water to drink. He felt unhygienic, but he didn't know how to burn wood stoves, so he had to go to the room and ask Cui Yuan to boil water.

Cui Yuan thought he was thirsty, so he put down the bedding and went to boil water. The box containing the quilt was left open in the corner of the room, and he spread the quilt smoothly. There were wooden shelves embedded on all sides of the kang, and it looked like an ordinary wooden bed. He climbed up and hung a gauze tent, and dropped a sachet in the corner of the tent. After spreading my own, I went to the other side room and looked at it. I saw a soil kang barely under the south window, then went to the hall and rummaged through the cages of Cui Yuan and his son, and laid them on their bedding.

When Cui Yuan returned to make the tea, he saw that the bedding of his home was neatly spread on the Shangfang, and he was so frightened that he almost threw the tea cup and said: "It's impossible, master, how can you spread our bedding on the Shangfang! There is someone living in the main house, so I will move the bedding out, holding the inkstone to let him sleep outside of you, and pour tea and water for you at night... Well, how can you do this kind of dirty work!"

He put down the plate and went to hug the kang quilt. Cui Xie didn’t expect to change his mind. He simply took money to talk about things: “When you came, didn’t you say that we only have thirty taels left? Jingli still doesn’t know if he will pay a month’s money in the future. I have to pay for my illness, study, and how many couples can I set aside to repair the house? The house must be renovated. If you two live in another house, you will spend more money on the house repair. It is better to live here, which saves money and troubles. ."

Cui Yuan said anxiously: "That too..."

Cui Xie raised his hand and pointed out the window, interrupting him: "Uncle Zhao and the others are outside, let's do this first, don't let people hear us quarreling."

Cui Yuan immediately closed his mouth and sighed dullly.

Soon after holding the inkstone, he brought a guy back with two large food boxes and a small jar of wine: one box was for Cui Xie’s white fish soup, old chicken soup, braised eel and seasonal vegetables; one box was for Zhao The coachman and Cui Yuan served with fried quail, fish, meat in wine, crispy bones cooked in vinegar, and a large pot of fragrant rice and rice. The wine was made by the store.

The guy sent the box to the upper room, opened the box, and took out the dishes in the same way. He also opened the mud seal on the altar for them, and said: "Slowly use a few, just turn around and send the bowl and the altar back. Those in the neighborhood, I hope the young man will take care of our business in the future."

After the buddy left, Cui Yuan looked at the table of wine and vegetables worth at least five or six dollars, and then remembered Cui Xie's "wrong theory" just now, and couldn't help sighing a few more times.

Cui Xie just pretended not to hear, and told Pengyan to carry the food with him to the kang to eat, and let him drink with Zhao Chafu in the hall. The driver Zhao had to drive the car and didn't dare to eat too much alcohol. He only drank a few cups with crispy bones, and ate four or five bowls of rice happily. After a short break, he said goodbye to them and took the money to go back to Tongzhou.

Cui Yuan cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, poured the leftovers into his own plate, put it in the kitchen, and quietly said to his son: "You will persuade the young master to be a big man, he is not the poor scholar, where There are those who help the servants! Isn't it going to mess up the honor and inferiority?"

Pengyan was actually extremely happy when he thought of pushing himself away when he met a demon, and didn't put on prestige when he returned home. But after listening to what my father said, I felt that this was not in line with the way everyone should behave. He hesitated for a while and said: "Xu is the eldest brother who only stays with us these days and doesn't care about etiquette. Waiting for him to go to the college to study for a few days, After learning the words of the saint, it will be fine."

The father and son packed up the leftovers while talking, scraped and washed the plates and put them back in the food box of the wine shop. They were ready to go out to buy daily things and return the food box to the wine shop.

Before Cui Yuan went out, he had to worry about the young master doing housework. He pushed the bookcase he brought from home to the bedside, telling him to read books when he was bored, and don't work.

Cui Xie happily agreed, "I'll just lie in the house and do nothing? Don't worry, Uncle Yuan, I know the severity."

They are well settled here, and it is time to consider finding a husband to study. I was just busy doing spy work at the inn a few days ago. I didn’t have time to touch the book. I had to take advantage of the imitation of the original characters and read all the basic courses for introductory courses in the past few days. , At least there is a PDF in my mind, in case someone takes the test, I can read it.

Cui Yuan gave him an uneasy look and went out to set the car.

After a while, the door outside "rolled" a few times. Cui Xie thought they were gone. He put his head out of the window and took a look. He didn't want Cui Yuan to come in through the second door again, and shouted at the gate of the courtyard: "I'm pleased. The family members of Zhao Yuan next door helped to guard the door, and came back after dark. Master rested well, and don't read too late."

Cui Xie even promised that he would not go anywhere, and honestly retracted his head into the room. After a while, the door was "slammed" from the outside, and the small courtyard became completely quiet.

He looked for the book box that Yuanshi used since he was a child, sat on the side of the bed and flipped through the pedals slowly. He really found a pile of handwriting papers copied by Yuanshi, and he saw the sentence "The so-called self-cultivation is based on the right mind. Anxiousness cannot be correct." He remembered that there was a sentence in "University", "Those who want to cultivate one's body, first correct their hearts", then the eight achievements of this copy are "University".

He couldn't understand the content, so he looked at the font carefully. It is written in Yan body, it may be that the original body is still young, and the characters cannot be written, but the font is plump and neatly arranged, which is good and not difficult to imitate.

Under the pile of handwritings, there is a set of half-new "Four Books, Chapters and Sentences Notes", a set of 80% new original texts of the Five Classics, and then the slightly old "Three", "Hundred", "Thousands", "Wonderful Poems" and "Times". "Ancient Antithesis"...There is also an extremely old "Book of Filial Piety", which is densely annotated in small print.

It seems that the child's time has been spent on filial piety, so it is no wonder that Master Liu despise the progress of his studies. But since the original body loves to read it, he also has to print it in his mind. If anyone wants to test him with this, he can also open a PDF to cheat.

Cui Xie pursed his lips, arranged the rest of the book, and opened the "Book of Filial Piety" and read it line by line.

The pages of the book he has read are generated in his head as a PDF, which is pulled down one page after another, instead of generating a separate document every time he reads a page, as he had previously thought. His eyes and brain are like a scanner: if he sees clearly and carefully, the documents in his mind will be printed clearly; if he scans carefully, the text will be deep and shallow, and the parts he hasn't looked at will be blurred. , Missing words, and even the entire text is indistinguishable. But as long as you reread it carefully, the clear version of the text will cover the original blurred part.

After reading the entire book to the end, the document was automatically named "The Filial Piety and Justice", turned into a PDF icon, and lay quietly on the hard drive.

The last letter written by Jiu Fangzi and Cui Yuan to Xie Qianhu are both listed at the front of this book, but they don't have a serious name, but are named after the first few words of the document.

Is the naming convention of these documents the same as WORD? Can it be deleted? Don't come back and just read a word and generate PDF, which will take up memory space for nothing?

He was reluctant to delete such a long volume of filial piety, so he tried to light the shochu recipe, concentrated on dragging it out of the hard drive, and it was broken into powder in the air and disappeared! And the generation of these documents is also regular: if you turn the pages and read it, a continuous document will be generated; if you close your eyes after reading a page or a few lines, these words will also generate a separate document, automatically Save to hard disk.

This is not much worse than WIN10. He thought happily: Although reading a book will generate fragments, which is a bit messy, as long as it is deleted in time. In the future, I will slowly engrave those boxes of books into the hard disk and open them by name whenever I use them. Maybe I can impersonate an unforgettable genius.