Cui Xie became the prince's companion for the examination, which was also a major event for the glory family. He said this when he went to ask for security. The two elders of the Cui family almost asked people to open an ancestral hall to worship their ancestors. Later, they invited guests to dinner. Hand over one.
A few younger brothers and sisters are also with You Rongyan - although Cui Heng doesn't seem to like the eldest brother, but when he thinks that he is the first to do that kind of paper, it is like trying to do it for the prince. He is also a little proud and secretly happy. I don't hate Choi Sub so much anymore.
The family members are naturally happy, Zhang's mother will immediately go out to spread the word, and ask people to prepare a banquet and prepare a celebration.
Cui Xie stood up and grabbed Zhang's mother, who was sending out a letter, and said solemnly, "Our master moved to Yunnan because of the two elders who hated him that day, and those officials avoided it. Are you sending invitations everywhere because you're afraid people won't remember these old things about our family?"
Zhang's mother hesitated and did not dare to leave, and turned to look at the old lady.
The old lady didn't understand these official affairs either, so she looked at Cui Xie and asked, "This is a big event to take over from Tianen, can't you be a treat?"
Cui Xie smiled and said, "If I became a bachelor's student, we wouldn't ask too much, but now I can only do some papers from the Hanlin. If I show it off, it will make people look frivolous. Besides, in early March, it's a science department. Exam, I have to step up my homework review this month, and I don't have time to prepare for the banquet."
The old lady sighed and said, "That's fine... It's not too much for our family to hold a feast for ourselves, right?"
Cui Xie pressed them down before, but at this time he relaxed a step and said with a smile, "I remember that the ninth day of the next month will be my grandfather's birthday. By that time, I will also finish the exam, so I just invite a friend to celebrate my grandfather's birthday. You can invite any old relatives in your family, don't mention anything for the prince to accompany the exam, just keep your family busy..."
Sister Yun asked, "Then can I invite some familiar sisters to my house?"
Cui Xie said cheerfully: "You can invite anyone you want, and if you and your brother have friends, you can also come. We also have a few yards in our house, so we can play with your little friends."
Cui Heng stood up and shouted in the drake voice of a boy in the voice-changing period: "I also have someone to invite—"
Cui Xie glanced at him, and said lightly: "Have you memorized your "Three Rites"? These days, you are allowed to go out to be safe and study, don't you think that you don't have to ground yourself? I brought homework when I came back today. When you come back, you should first write an article with Zhou Li explaining 'the world has the way, then the ritual and music conquests come from the emperor', the words in the text should be all from the three rituals, starting with five hundred words, and then turn it over to Mr. Lu."
Cui Heng asked anxiously and angrily: "Why can't I be the only one who can invite them? You just bullied me and gone—"
Cui Xie pressed him back with one hand, squinted and said, "I was admitted to the Xiucai by my ability, I was admitted to the Imperial College, and I can accompany the prince to make papers, so I can control you naturally. Come back? Although the county and prefectural exams have passed this year, I can help you find a place for a Confucian scholar. You go to take the Taoist exam—as long as you pass the exam, I will not care about you in the future!"
He stared at Cui Heng and asked in a serious tone, "Do you dare to take the test?"
Cui Heng's straight neck suddenly bent down. He also wanted to be tough with his brother to the end, but he had no goods in his stomach, and his legs were weak when he thought of entering the examination room, how could he dare to answer
His grandmother felt sorry for her grandson, and persuaded him, "Brother Xie, don't be too strict. Brother Heng is not smarter than you. If you start school two years later, you should start school two years later."
Cui Xie said with a sullen face: "I started to know how to study at his age, and now it's too late. His foundation is not as good as mine, and if he doesn't know how to catch up, where will he be able to gain fame and honor his ancestors in the future? I heard from Mr. Lu that Brother He also knows that he has made progress. If this little one also goes to school in the future, and Brother Heng is the older brother, but he still doesn't dare to end, how can he be the older brother?"
Anyway, the emperor had summoned him and affirmed that the means of discipline for his younger brother were reasonable. No matter how strict he was, as long as he came up with a "good for him" reason, no one else would criticize him.
Cui Heng himself is a dude who doesn't know what to do, what kind of good people can he recognize? On the day of the small banquet at home, the female family members of the family are invited to come, and this kind of person cannot be invited to the family.
The old lady couldn't beat him, so she had to persuade her second grandson: "It's still a long time in the future, you can study well, and you should correct all those problems in the past. Your brother sees that you really know how to study well, so naturally he will leave you alone."
Cui Heng lowered his head and muttered: "I've made friends with all the good men from officials and officials. I usually just go out for drinks, fight cocks, and listen to operas..."
He has done a lot of reading and doing questions these days. He remembered what he did outside with his friends, and he knew that it was not a good thing.
The questions his brother gave him are getting shorter and shorter now, but the management is getting stricter and stricter. During the exam, people are still holding the watch and telling him to sit in his seat for two hours. Even if you want to get rid of your hands, you have to say hello to the servants in the supervision field first, and you can go with a sign that says "respectful and respectful".
- Said it was to simulate the atmosphere of the examination room for him, not just tossing him with tricks!
Cui Heng slandered his brother angrily while working on a topic he didn't know where to start. But I don't know that this mock test is not aimed at him, but the study habits of the vast majority of modern students who go deep into the bone marrow.
If you don't have one model, two models and three models before the exam, can you feel confident when you enter the field
While the family was happily preparing for the birthday banquet, Cui Xie was also conscientiously locked up at home to prepare for the exam. Assistant Professor Xie turned out Chen Tixue's collection of essays for him and told him to go back and figure it out for himself. He also left one or two topics for him every day.
Assistant Professor Xie could not help sighing when he graded the article for him: "It's just a science exam, how can you work so hard. Your article is also ranked in the forefront of Chinese studies, and you will definitely pass the exam."
He kept those topics, and he didn't say that they had to be submitted every day. Young people only know how to read life and study, but don’t know how to take care of their bodies. Who should they go to when they are really exhausted
He wanted to persuade Cui Xie, but looking at the little face that was red and white, more energetic than the gentlemen, he felt that persuading him was unnecessary, so he shook his head and said, "Forget it, I won't give you the money for the next two days. The question is over. Clear your mind and prepare for the paperwork. The "University" exam paper from Hanyuan will be delivered in a day or two, and you have to wait for the exam."
Cui Xie was used to it for the past two days. He suddenly heard that the teacher didn't give any questions, and he felt a little empty in his heart. When he returned to the school, he took Chen Tixue's anthology to read it over and over again.
Zhang Luan, the head chef, saw that he was in a state of uncertainty, so he could not help knocking on his desk: "It's rare to see you like this, why don't you endorse it? Could it be that you've become a buddy and lost your mind with joy?"
Cui Xie suddenly returned to his senses and said with a smile, "How can this happen, my brother is worried. There will be a monthly national study exam at the end of this month, and another subject exam at the beginning of next month. I'm afraid that I will not be able to study enough."
Just as he was talking about this, he suddenly remembered that Sister Yun had a good relationship with Zhang Zhaichang's daughter, and maybe his grandmother would invite Miss Zhang to be a guest on her birthday. If he didn't mention this to the head of the fast, he might hear about it from his daughter in the future, and he might feel uncomfortable, so he might as well take this opportunity to invite him as a guest.
Although he wanted to invite Xie Qianhu to the house alone, but their yard was shallow and narrow, and even the neighbors were fragrant when they steamed the flower water. I even invited Zhang Zhaichang together. There are more people, and after crossing the Ming Road, they will be able to come and go from time to time...
After he thought about it, he stood up and cupped his hands, and asked, "The ninth day of next month is my ancestor's birthday. I'm about to invite the head of the fasting home to have a glass of water and wine. I wonder if the head of fasting is willing to honor him?"
Zhang Zhaichang was a little surprised, but he agreed immediately and asked jokingly, "Do you want to invite me alone, or do you want to bring your family to the banquet?"
Cui Xie said: "My sister-in-law and Ling Ai are on good terms. I'm afraid they will also send messages to Ling Ai. We don't care about their youngest daughter's affairs. If the head of the house is willing to bring his wife and two nephews, it is an honor for my younger brother."
Zhang Zhaichang heard his "little brother" and "virtuous nephew", and raised his seniority, his eyes dimmed slightly, but he soon raised the corners of his mouth and said with a smile, "Young brother invites you, why would you not want to be foolish? It's just that The two inferior sons are naughty, and when the time comes, the virtuous brother will have to be more in control."
Cui Xie said with a smile: "I have met both young masters. They are both smart, handsome, prudent and polite. The head of the house is hoping for a son to become a dragon, and his expectations are too high."
After inviting Zhang Zhaichang, he invited several classmates from Gongsheng. Anyway, these people don't plan to take the class A, they can only be turbulent officials in the future, and their attitude towards Jinyiwei will not be as allergic as Qingliu.
The remaining question is whether Xie Qianhu is willing to come.
When he got home, he didn't need to do his homework, so he just started to write in front of Zhang Hongpi's post, and he didn't finish writing for a long time, so he felt awkward.
What if he thinks there are too many people who study Chinese and refuses to come? What if he doesn't want to reveal his relationship with him
Cui Xie gritted his teeth, simply put down his pen, and slapped the table hard—he went to his house on vacation at the beginning of the month, and asked him in person, so he didn't have to wait anxiously for a reply! Moreover, it is much easier to say "no" in the letter lightly than to refuse in person. If you tell him in person, if he doesn't come, you can grind more.
He was full of ambition, but at night he slept later than when he was going to take the mock test, and the next day he went to Sinology with two dark circles under his eyes. After the end of the endorsement in the morning, everyone went back to the classroom to review, and he and eight other juvenile scholars were named and left to wait for the exam in Yilun Hall.
He took a look at the few left behind, Fei Hong sat in it for granted, and the young man with lofty aspirations who wanted to study in the palace was also admitted, but three of the other six were from the original The judges who chose the first beauty of the Three Kingdoms.
Although their academies are different, they still had a friendship when they held a beauty election together and were blocked behind a screen by a teaching assistant. They looked at each other and smiled, and it was like back to that night.
Lin Jiancheng looked at their brows and the lawsuit from above, coughed lightly, knocked on the table with the paper sent by the Han Academy, and said solemnly, "Today's exam is also considered an exam, and the rules are compared to the scientific exam: it is forbidden to look left and right. It is forbidden to talk to each other, stand up at will, and ask the examiner to agree to go in and out, otherwise it will be regarded as cheating, and you will not be allowed to refer to it in the future!"
The candidates suddenly became honest and bowed their heads in agreement.
When Lin Jiancheng saw that they had settled down, he followed the usual rules in the examination room. Mingxue was walking in front of the classroom holding a board with questions, and asked the students to write down below.
But this paper is no different than the usual exam paper, the questions are long and empty, there are confusing options, and it is troublesome to copy. The questions on the board are copied tightly, and the spaces are not large enough, so it is easy to see the strings at a glance. It is the first time for students to take such a question, and there are many places that they are not used to. Some of them miss the blank space when they are copying it, and some habitually change the intentionally wrong place to the correct way of writing, and there are many mistakes and omissions.
Lin Jiancheng was dazzled when he checked the questions, and also felt that copying the questions like this would easily lead to problems. After he collected the papers, he looked at the untidy papers, shook his head and sighed, "It took too long to copy the questions today, and there are too many mistakes. If you put it on the weekdays, it should be considered that you have done all the questions wrong! This time, it is for the prince to see it, and I will spare you this time, and I allow you to modify it, and there will be no such thing next time!"
The faces of those who copied the wrong title were blushing, and the eyes of those who copied the wrong title were blurry.
Lin Jiancheng went out with the paper, and Cui Xie caught up with him from behind. He volunteered and said, "The student's house has a large board with half a wall, as well as a graphite pen that is easy to write large characters and can be scrubbed. I will carry it to the prison another day. When the teacher is supervising the field, he can write the topic on the board and hang it on the wall in front of the hall, so it is more convenient for the students to copy it.”
Lin Jiancheng had never heard of the "graphite pen", but he knew that he used a hard core pen when taking notes, so he frowned and asked, "Just your kind of hardwood pen?"
Cui Xie replied: "Students usually use fine refills, and thicker and softer refills, which can be wrapped in paper to write on a whiteboard. Has Mr. Lin ever been to Ju'anzhai? My family, Mr. Lu, is there. Teach people to use graphite pens."
Lin Jiancheng recalled the Lu Juren he saw when he bought "Three Kingdoms" last month, and sighed, "Is he your husband? I saw him standing guarding a stall outside the study, and I thought he was a seller. , seeing that he dared to wear a high-ranking costume, he almost didn't ask the school officials to control him!"
Um…
Cui Xie didn't know whether to praise Lin Jiancheng's professionalism first or to be thankful that Mr. Lu escaped. In this case, he could only smile.
He tried hard to explain: "The things on the stall are not for sale, but the graphite refills burned by my family, which are given away for others to use. Mr. Lu really pity those poor scholars and children who have no money to study, so he spared no effort in promoting them. of this thing."
He talked about the benefits of pencils saving money and trouble, and also talked about Lu Juren's aspirations. Only then did Lin Jiancheng understand Lu Boshan's true meaning and exclaimed: "It's strange that a Juren guards the stall all day long, but he is also a big boss. A man of ambition. I used to think that he was a mediocre and rotten scholar and delayed you. It seems that he is just a poor teacher and a good character. No wonder he can teach you like this. "
Cui Xie quickly took out the responsibility of Lu Juren, only saying that he had not enlightened in his early years, and it was not because he taught him badly. Then he said very boldly: "The graphite pen is indeed available. I will use it for the supervisor tomorrow and I will know."
The Cui family always keeps whiteboards and refills, which are used in the kitchen to write food labels every day, and are also used by family members to keep reminders. Mr. Lu has a bunch of boards ready to give away. When Cui Xie went home, he packed up a bag of thick refills, bundled up a few large boards, and sent them to the Chinese Academy on a horse.
Lin Jiancheng didn't expect him to be so resolute. In the early morning, he carried a stack of white-painted boards into Biyong, and quickly told him to put it down, blaming: "Why did you come in with these things by yourself, and I didn't meet Zhai on the way? Husband? Otherwise, just hire a few Lifu to help you move in. You, who are about to take a scientific examination, don’t know how to cherish your arms!”
Cui Xie shook his wrist and said with a smile, "Students are martial arts practitioners, so it's easy to carry someone in. What are these elm planks?"
He stood the board against the wall, took out the lead core and wrote a big word "Kao" on it. The handwriting is deep and thick, and the writing is smooth, fast and smooth. Lin Jiancheng watched him write a few words and felt that although it was not as good as the brush and ink, it had some rules, so he brought it over and tried to write two words.
He was not so comfortable with the short, round chalk-like refill, and the words he wrote were dry and thin, not upright, so he couldn't help but smile and shook his head: "If you hang up such words, why don't you make the students laugh? It's dead. Although this thing is good, it's not something I need to use right away. I have to go back and practice. But this paper is really not suitable for copying with a normal board. Just make a copy and put it on the wall for you to copy."
Cui Xie said, "The supervisor doesn't need to bother, the students are willing to be the ones who copy the questions." Anyway, he has been doing blackboard newspapers for many years, and copying papers is not a problem.
Lin Jiancheng shook his head with a smile and said, "How can you ask a candidate to copy the test questions? You don't have to worry about it. I'll leave it to practice first. If it's really useful, I'll report it to the sacrificial wine later."