Transmigrating to the Ming Dynasty’s Imperial Examination

Cui Xie rubbed his eyes, then rubbed his eyes again, still bright red in front of him. The clothes were woven with one of the patterns he personally picked out that day. The silk was woven with gold flowers, which was as smooth as water.

This was really not a dream, nor was it that he fell into a confusion. Xie Qianhu came out wearing the clothes he ordered.

Cui Xie put her hand on the door frame, glanced at the clothes again, and then remembered to get off the car. But Xie Qianhu was standing outside the car door at this time, close to him. He was going out like this for fear of hitting someone, so he raised a hand and arched it, raised his eyes to Xie Ying and said, "Brother Xie, I'm going down."

When I raised my eyes, I saw Xie Ying's face facing him, the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, and her eyes were gentle, not as sharp as he saw in his dreams. But he still subconsciously lowered his eyes to avoid that gaze, and lowered his head to get out of the car.

Xie Ying left him room to jump off the car. Instead, she leaned a step into the car and reached out to touch his forehead.

Cui Xie contracted her neck involuntarily, raised her hand to support it, and hurriedly called "Thank you brother--"

Before the words fell, the hand fell on the brim of his hat, straightened the hat for him, and then put it back. Xie Ying looked at the part above his eyes, smiled with satisfaction, and said: "The hat is about to fall off, help you straighten it. Don't come out in a hurry. First trim your clothes inside. I ask someone to take a footstool and step on it. Just get down."

Cui Xie's face turned red, only to realize that Xie Qianhu was afraid that his clothes would be messed up, and that he would be embarrassed, and that he had made up for everything else. He bowed his head embarrassedly to tidy up his clothes, and Xie Qianhu gave way back and asked the farmer to take a low stool to sit behind the car. He straightened his clothes, and stepped out of the car with one hand on the door frame.

The stool was a little high, and he jumped from above, swaying his hem into the air. The woven gold lantern pattern on the skirt reflects the sunlight, and the brilliance flows, reflecting the light green clothes like a beautiful jade to relax in the sun.

Xie Ying suddenly remembered that when he saw him for the first time, he also got out of a carriage, wearing shiny satin clothes-I can't remember what he was wearing at that time, only remember that his cheeks were red as if they were painted with rouge, and his eyes When I lifted it up to look at people, it was as bright as a flame pulsating in it.

Later, when we met again, he changed to dressing in plain and ordinary scholar clothes, and his expression was much more restrained. But because of wearing his clothes during these two meetings, the brilliance of the brocade made his complexion radiant, and his eyes were bright and scorching, as if he had returned to the dazzling little boy who had first met.

Being humiliated by humiliation...isn't that kind of person?

Memory and reality overlapped in front of her eyes, Xie Ying couldn't help but stretched out her hand to support him, and exclaimed: "Grow taller."

Cui Xie loves to listen to this now, and suddenly his head is not dizzy, his waist is not sore, and he quietly straightened his back, tiptoes, and said casually, "Xie brother really feels this way? I didn't pay much attention. , What about these days I practiced swords at home and stretched my bones."

Xie Ying said in surprise: "You know how to use swords? I only know you can ride a horse. Who did you learn the sword from?"

He said unreservedly: "It was also during the Qian'an period that the commander of the Mengxing Tunyouwei commander Wang Daren asked people to give advice. At that time, he also learned gun sticks and simple swords, but it is not convenient for those long family members to practice in Beijing. After returning home, I only practiced swordsmanship."

Xie Ying looked at his figure and groaned: "That kind of military swordsmanship is not very powerful when used alone... I will look at your shelf later, and if there is something inappropriate, I will help you. Second, it saves you from practicing for a long time in vain, but when you use it, you are not as good as others.

Cui Xie said in surprise: "Brother Xie asked me to come here to order my martial arts? Thank you very much. I didn't practice much when I tried from Kuai County. I practiced swords again these days. I'm worried about something to forget."

Xie Ying smiled: "It's not anxious, go in and sit in there, and take you to see something later."

The mansion on his Zhuangzi is also a five-room seven-frame hall, with ridge tile beasts on the roof, and the eaves and rafters of the beams are painted blue. Nowadays, the owner has been away for a long time, and the color is a bit old, but this dark green gives a sense of ancient seclusion. The furnishings in the house are also simple, nothing more than a few tables and chairs, a few ancient vases, flower goblets, and a handful of white gardenias.

There is a small red lacquer box on the table of the Eight Immortals in the main hall. Xie Ying picked it up in one hand and stuffed it into Cui Xie’s arms. He smiled and said, “It’s not a valuable thing for you to celebrate the Dragon Boat Festival. Small things."

Cui Xie hurriedly held it up, squeezing his hands, the weight was extremely light, and there was a strange and trembling touch, not like a precious item made of gold and silver. The festival ceremony of the Dragon Boat Festival is nothing more than colorful thread, dragon tiger, small string of zongzi wrapped in thread, five poisons with gold and silver, and the materials are not too valuable. He thanked him and opened it for a look.

A khaki-colored head with a triangular front end suddenly protruded from the box. Cui Xie's heart jumped twice, his hands lost control, and he almost squashed the box. But looking intently, it was not a snake head that was sticking out, but a big gecko with long palms, shaking his head and wagging his tail, raising his legs and slowly climbing forward.

"Gecko? It's quite big, where did you get it?"

Cui Xie was full of surprises, but when he remembered that a gecko was easily hit by someone to break his tail to survive, he didn't dare to touch it, just holding the box to watch. They used to have this in their house when they were in Qian'an, but when they came to Cui's house, there were many servants and the house was cleaned, but they never saw it.

Xie Ying said: "I asked someone to find it. I think this little thing is more useful than hanging an Aihu in the room. It can be cleaned with mosquitoes and flies. You don't need to feed it when you bring it back. Open the lid. Throw it on the table and it got out and eats bugs."

He asked Cui Xie to cover the lid of the box and cover the gecko that wanted to crawl out. He took out a handful of colorful threads tied with a ribbon from his sleeve, and said, "Bring you to ward off evil spirits. Although it is early Some, but I have no chance to see you on the Dragon Boat Festival.

Cui Xie raised his hand to fend off and said with a smile: "I'm already a child, and I'm in school again. Where else can I wear this kind of kid's stuff."

However, Xie Ying tied him on the wrist easily, hooked his finger around the end of the thread, told him to look at him, and said solemnly: "The evil spirits are wrapped in the sleeve again. Others can't see it. What can't you do? Wear it? I'm afraid you forgot to take it back. Tie it up first, and save it until the Dragon Boat Festival."

Dai has already worn it, and it is not appropriate to untie it in front of people. Cui Xie tucked the colorful silk into his sleeve and sat down to drink tea casually.

Xie Ying asked how he was doing in the Imperial College. He didn’t have much to say these days, it was nothing more than studying, endorsing, taking exams... After saying a few words, I remembered that someone ran to his house to find a tailor to do scrabble, or went to the Imperial College to show off his clothes. I couldn't help laughing: "Just looking at the appearance of those people vying to make new clothes, I can think of the style of Brother Xie wearing that white coat."

Xie Ying sighed: "I changed my clothes to go out that day, but I didn't want to run into many acquaintances, which attracted them to look at the clothes too. But it caused you a lot of trouble."

No, no, it added a lot of income to him. The Bai Yansa all over the street now, the ones that wear the genuine ones are all made of his satin.

However, Xie Qianhu's family is rich and elegant. He must be the kind of person who doesn't talk about money. Saying that these things are not upsetting has degraded his impression in his heart. Cui Xie couldn't say this, so he just said: "Brother Xie associates with romantic characters, and he is also happy to do things. There is no trouble. If Brother Xie can use me one day, I will feel happy in my heart."

Xie Ying lowered her eyelids and smiled slightly: "I also look forward to the day when you become a minister and senior patron. I still count on you to help. But we don't mention the court affairs at home. We drank tea. I will take you. Go see something."

He beckoned to Cui Xie, led him through the back hall, through a few layers of yards, and there was a stable with a row of pony commonly seen in Beizhili. On the outside is a tall chestnut horse, with its legs and neck stretched out, and a slender waist. It has been halted and saddled. It is Xie Ying's own ride.

He asked someone to take the horse out, turn it over, and stretch out his hand to Cui Xie from the horse: "Come up! The road on Zhuangzi is not easy to walk, I will take you to a place."

Choi Xie took a step back and smiled awkwardly: "Actually I can ride a horse..."

He clamped the horse's belly, bent down, and gently picked him up in front of Cui Xie's clothes, smiled and said, "I know you can ride, but there is no second horse on my Zhuangzi that can ride. I can't ride this good horse. You can't keep up with my workhorse even if you ride and run?"

He told Cui Xie to sit firmly, grabbing the horse's rein from behind, and gently pinching his feet on the horse's belly, hitting the horse across the discharge gate and galloping northwest.

Within a few miles, I saw a simple farmyard, where the smog above the yard was steaming, and there was a smell of wine in the distance.

Cui Xie immediately understood why he specially asked himself to come out, and asked in surprise, "Brother Xie has asked someone to vaporize alcohol?"

"Alcohol?" Xie Ying got off his horse, holding the rein, and said, "It steams out the essence of the wine, so is it called alcohol? You scholars are really interesting. You have to name everything."

Cui Xie also got off the horse. Xie Ying supported him on his waist and told him to fall to the ground smoothly, and then threw the reins to the men who came to lead the horse.

Several large houses in that yard were all burning and steaming wine. The lees were steamed together. The taste was extremely irritating, and the wine was so strong that it was irritating. Xie Ying cherishes the newly changed clothes and does not go to the courtyard, but rests far away outside the courtyard.

Soon the servant of Xie's family rushed over and put a curtain around the door, asking them to change into commoners and cover their drapes, and then go to the wine shop.

Xie Ying led Cui Xie to the wine-steaming room, and pointed to Tao Zhu’s large wine retort and the earthenware pot holding the wine next to it, and said, “This is the kind of wine retort that can be steamed with lees. The wine syrup is easy to use. I haven't had a chance to call you earlier. This thing is so big that it is not convenient to move. I can finally bring you to see you today."

What Cui Xie saw in the book was just a small cross-section drawing, and the drawing was as simple as the experimental drawing in the chemistry book. It was indeed quite shocking to see such a real still higher than a human.

A servant next to him looked at him in surprise, thinking that he had never seen this thing, so he explained to him the wine making process and the quality of the steamed wine in the first pot... Xie Ying waved his hand and said, "Hugh will show off again. Cui Anshou knows how to make wine. This steaming utensil is made according to the picture he drew. Did you ask you to prepare the steamed wine? Take Cui Anshou to see the retort, and even give him the wine and the retort. Take some back."

When the servant went down, Cui Xie was a little embarrassed and said in a low voice, "I'm going to be ashamed of my brother's things again."

Xie Ying smiled and said, "What is it? I am willing to give it to you. You just hold it. If I don't want to give it," he shook his head and glanced at Cui Xie: "You may see someone Jin Yiwei wants something in his hand? But I don't give you such a big retort. I only give you a small one so that you can take it back safely."

As he said, he pulled him to a deeper steaming room, opened the door, and showed him a small steaming pot on the stove that was only slightly larger than the pressure cooker: "This way, the steamer that only steams wine is made small and put it in Take it back in the carriage. In the evening we will ask Xie Shan to pick him up when we return to the city."

A drop of wine dripped from the slender dropper mouth of the wine container. Xie Ying rubbed a drop with her finger, lifted the mask and wiped it into her mouth, closed her eyes and slowly said, "This should have been steamed four or five times. It’s so hard to burn your tongue. You can take it back to dispense the medicine, and you can drink it with it, but don’t taste it like me."

"Ah..." Cui Xie watched his brows frown slightly, his eyelashes quivered, as if choking, and a look of aftertaste. Suddenly he felt that the purity of the alcohol was about, maybe...it should be returned. It's delicious?