At the beginning of April in the tenth year of Hongzhi, Brother He brought several family members and Qingqi to Qian'an to say goodbye to Cui Xie. He is going to get married in August. The climate in the south of the Yangtze River is hot and humid, and he, a native of the north, may not be able to adapt to it, so he has to leave a few months in advance to avoid getting sick from the heat on the river and delaying the wedding date.
Cui Xie led him to pay homage to his ancestors, and told him not to drink raw water on the boat. There are a large number of boats coming and going in the canal every day, and the garbage and waste water are poured directly into the river. I don't know how many bacteria there are.
Li Qingzhao's ex-husband Zhao Mingcheng died of illness after drinking raw water, and with his brother's physique, it would be impossible to drink a cup.
Cui He took his lesson quickly, and with his brother's advice and a mention of medicines for seasickness, heat stroke, and diarrhea, went straight to Tongzhou for a boat ride. The big boat rented by the Cui family had stopped at the dock to wait for him. The dowry and his daily furniture, clothes and quilts were already loaded on the boat. After picking him up, they headed south.
The two families have made an agreement, and brother and brother will stay at Xie's house until the spring of next year and come back again. During this time, he will be studying with the future father-in-law and father-in-law.
Before Xie's family got married, Cui Xie had already fulfilled his grandmother's 27-month filial piety period, packed up the things he used in filial piety and the manuscripts he had written, and returned to the capital with a few cars of fresh food.
On the day of returning to Beijing, Cui Heng took his family to greet him outside the city, and wanted to take him back to his old house to rest, but Cui Xie refused to go back, but told him to go to the Shijiaofu for a cup of tea. But because Yang Shi was pregnant this summer, and the month was still light, Cui Heng was worried and restless. Cui Xie also didn't want to let him get in the way at home, so he sent him away early and turned the whole yard by himself.
From the outside, the yard was not much different from when he left home, but it was repainted again, with blue lacquer columns, sauce-colored doors and windows, and newly pasted translucent window paper, making it look extraordinarily fresh and clean.
But in places like his bedroom and study, the decoration is very different.
The study room was covered with light green paper, and on the walls were framed colored notes, all of which he had originally made, with light-colored vegetables, fruits, and offerings that filled the space of the notes, elegant and plain. The ceiling is made of thin wooden slats, inlaid with translucent bright tile boards, and a large chandelier hangs in the middle. Above the lamp body is a blue and white porcelain cover, and below it is a translucent claw lamp holder on a torus-like iron frame. made up.
It is not like the chandelier in his paintings, but it is also the only modern flavor of the Ming Dynasty.
The bedroom was also decorated as he had painted, but the walls were pasted with light yellow paper with broken flowers, which seemed to have been dyed with coptis water or gardenia water, giving it a warm feeling. There are also bright tile ceilings and chandeliers that are not easy to catch fire on the top of the head. The bed is covered with down cushions and pillows, and it is soft and soft to lie on, which is indescribably comfortable.
He couldn't help but fell asleep, and it was only at night when he heard his family knock on the door, saying that Xie Yanshi's family next door heard that he was home and specially hosted a banquet to entertain him.
Cui Xie woke up suddenly, jumped out of bed neatly, got up to wash and change clothes, asked his family to prepare gifts, went in through the gate of Xie's house in a serious manner, handed the gift list, and thanked Mr. Gao Lin Xie for these Nian helped him look at the house and ate a welcome banquet politely.
When someone is watching, they go in and out through the gate, to clear away any suspicion of an affair, and when no one is watching... Naturally, they open the garden door and go to the small building for a tryst. However, Cui Xie just came back from his hometown more than 500 miles away, Xie Ying was reluctant to toss him, so he only massaged his sore muscles while sitting in the car, hugged him and slept quietly all night.
The next morning, Xie Ying had to go back to Zhenfusi Dianmao, and Cui Xie drowsily helped him hand over his belt and net towel, and took him home through the back door.
After all this tossing, Cui Xie himself couldn't sleep, so he simply went back to pack the gifts he brought back, and asked people to send messages to relatives and friends, or pick a day to visit, or ask to go out for a drink together.
As soon as the post was sent out, the two national uncles came to see him wearing the flying fish clothes given by them, and their faces were red. As soon as they entered the door, they rushed to talk about how their brothers worked so hard to give questions to the prince, forcing the little prince to do the papers seriously, and to correct his attitude towards learning and doing things from a young age.
The two of them didn't study very well back then, and they had rich experience in punishment. To deal with the prince, they used one-tenth of the means that Cui Xie used to deal with them, and they were able to toss the little prince to sue everywhere... but not.
The two of them recalled how they were punished when they were fine, but they didn't recall any psychological shadows. Instead, they felt the pleasure when Mr. Cui punished them back then.
The two said with sincerity: "If I hadn't been taught by my teacher, how could I and I have the responsibility and ability today? Please let the teacher be worshipped by our brothers, and I will not hesitate to discipline our brothers in the future."
For a while, Teacher Cui didn't know how to evaluate their attitude of applying what they had learned.
Not only the praise, but also the most heartfelt and favorite reward of the two uncles: "After the second printing of the young Jinyiwei, I will draw a life-size portrait for each of your brothers. What do you like?"
like! I like any color! Just like Xie Zhenfu and 14,000 households in the True Story of Jinyiwei!
Big Uncle Zhang took a slashing pose with a knife, while Uncle Zhang crossed his head with the knife, both of whom he thought was unrestrained and brave. Cui Xie wrote it down carefully, and promised to ask the painter to draw them both taller and more beautiful, so beautiful that the two of them didn't eat much for lunch. They packed half a car of souvenirs that the teacher brought back to Beijing, and went home in a daze.
Cui Xie watched them leave. First, he drew the two poses his brothers wanted with a pencil, so as not to forget them. Then he dug out his writings in the countryside. He also prepared some live chicken, bacon, and a lot of melons, eggplants and vegetables. He was going to see Teacher Li in the evening. .
It is a common practice for officials to give lectures and write books when they are mourning in the countryside, so of course Cui Xie has to bring out things for others to watch. It's just that what he wrote in the countryside was not the science articles or poems that ordinary scholars love to write, but piles of agricultural papers.
His article Zanba Zanba also has a small 200,000 words, which is about to catch up with a "Zuo Zhuan": among them are the agricultural technologies that have been tested over the years; Facility experience report; experience in planting salt-tolerant plants and utilizing saline-alkali land; guidance on dispelling superstitions, preventing locust plagues and eating locusts…
Locusts, the winged ones are locusts, and the unwinged ones are cockroaches, which are common pests in the north. It is delicious when it is fried; it is delicious when it is roasted; it is dried into dried locusts, which taste like dried shrimps, and it is delicious.
Locusts are mostly born after floods and droughts, and it is hoped that the severe drought will be accompanied by a locust plague. If it is not treated in time, it can even become a locust thousands of miles away, spreading a catastrophe in several provinces.
Cui Xie has always lived in the village, and sometimes without rain for days, he can see locusts flying around at home.
Whenever he saw locusts, he sent people to catch them everywhere, lest they cause a plague. Some of the local people were willing to hunt locusts, while others believed that the locusts were punished by heaven and did not dare to drive away the locusts. For a bucket of worms for a bucket of millet, there are many old and young women and children willing to do these things and clean up the worm-infested desert.
It's just that the eggs are not easy to clean, and people can't dig them up, so he still sacrifices birth lime to disinfect Dafa, sprinkles lime and sulfur on the places where the locusts breed, and burns the eggs that are not dug up.
When Zhang Ji, the newly transferred county magistrate from Qian'an heard about this, he also asked farmers from other places to learn to catch locusts. However, because it was not the time when the plague of locusts broke out, the government could not exchange grain for worms, and could only persuade wealthy households to raise funds, so Cui Xie donated a lot of grain and soybeans.
For this reason, Magistrate Zhang specially wrote an article on "The Story of Locust Extermination" to thank him, and personally sent the article to his door, asking him to comment.
Cui Xie took out his eyesight to read his article, and helped him pick out a few places where he showed off his literary talent, which seemed cumbersome and weak, and made some minor revisions to make the article more harmonious. Magistrate Zhang was so excited that he was so excited that he not only changed the article, but also wrote a song on the spot "Thanks to Cui Shi's talk about Xie's comments on the article, and I wrote it because of my feelings" as a gift to him.
Cui Xie couldn't hold back the next rhyme for a while, so he could only give him a bag of dried locusts and two chickens that had been fattened by eating locust powder as a gift in return. After taking it back, the magistrate Zhang pondered for a few days, and invited local veterans to eat fried locusts in public to show that the locusts were edible.
When Cui Xie heard about this, he deeply felt that he was brave enough to control the locusts. It can also be prevented by silting.”
After seeing him at night, Mr. Li did not ask Hanwen, but first read his articles and poems. Seeing this poem first, a trace of joy flashed across his face, and he praised him in a rare way: "The turban is gone, and the Taige's anger can be seen here."
In other words, it is not too sour, and it is changed to an official style.
Anyway, Mr. Li himself said that it is not a bad thing to be angry in the poems, and Cui Xie thought that he had really improved, and received the compliment happily.
However, Mr. Li Ge prefers to read his small papers, and it is more sincere to praise this. In the thesis, all the crops he applied are painted, and the different forms of birth, growth, flowering and fruiting are also drawn. The branches, leaves, flowers and fruits have anatomical diagrams, which are vivid. Even people who have never been in contact with crops can recognize this kind of crops from the fields when facing this painting.
The text also lists a large number of figures, making more obvious tables, bar charts and pie charts, etc., so that people can see the advantages and disadvantages, and save a lot of eyesight and energy!
When he was a bachelor of the Imperial Academy, he would like to show off his skills when he wrote the memorials and chapters. Now that he is a patriarch, he has to read a pile of the memorials presented below every day. Simple and straightforward.
He put down the manuscript and glanced at Cui Xie approvingly: "No wonder Xu Shoufu said back then that you could do real things! That's all, food and locust control are the most important things in the world. I have already played it for you in the past. Go up, the palace is trying to plant, you can rewrite a simple and implementable memorial for this method of controlling locusts, and submit it back, the sage will definitely like it."
The small paper is easy to understand, but the format is not correct. It has to be rewritten before it can be presented.
Cui Xie nodded immediately and asked about Qifu again. His teacher is the patriarch, and there is no need to say anything between the master and the apprentice, he just said: "Last year, the emperor ordered the monastery, and the Hanlin Academy is short of people, waiting for you to come back! , I will give you three days off to arrange housework, and as soon as the three days are over, I will hurry back to the Hanlin Academy to work."
Just finished the "Xianzong Records", and they have to repair the canon again. Emperor Hongzhi is really diligent in politics, and he will not give them the chance to live their lives as casually as they did in the Chenghua period!
Cui Xie had been living in the country house for a long time, and when he thought of writing books every day, his arms felt sore, and he couldn't help sighing a few times. But he didn't dare to say that he didn't want to do it, so he could only comfort himself with bitterness and joy: Fortunately, the data saved during the last revision of the record were still not deleted on the hard drive, and he could check the data in his head during the rehearsal, which would save a little bit of money. energy.
Li Dongyang saw him languishing, and he also got a little worried, and sighed: "You have been filial piety in Qian'an for the past two years, but you have delayed the prince's exit from the cabinet. If you were in the court last year, the twelve princes said There must be a seat for you in the officials. Now the East Palace is full, and all the young and promising Hanlin are used, unless Zhang Wenxiang is promoted to another level and the seat of You Zhongyun is vacated, so that you can be put in. "
Zhang Wenxiang is the third flower of the Wang Zhuangyuan list, and his name is Tianrui. Cui Xie was also the one who completed the record in the fourth year of Hongzhi, and was promoted to the clerk according to the rules. From his position to the time, he had been colliding with this Zhang Zhongyun, and it was estimated that he would not be able to enter the East Palace for a while.
Li Dongyang looked at him regretfully: "You are good at teaching books and teaching your disciples to be kind. If you can teach in the East Palace, there should be a way for the crown prince to study hard. Fortunately, two uncles often go to the palace to persuade the prince to study. There is also a paper test, even when the lecturers are not in the East Palace on weekdays, they are not afraid of being seduced by the servants of the Prince’s Cult.”
Cui Xie took it seriously and praised the uncles.
It's a bit inhumane for the two uncles to give the little prince his homework so early, but thinking about what Zhengde has done in history, he doesn't have much sympathy for the child.
Even if it's a bit overkill, do it first. Do modern children have to attend preschool training classes at the age of three? Not only Chinese characters, but also mathematics and English for young children! Even teaching Zhengde to be a nerd is better than the emperor Xiong who indulged Liu Jin in politics, made the government and the opposition uneasy, and rebelled against King Ning.
The position of the teachers and students is quite consistent, and the more they talk, the more they agree. Mr. Li asked people to open a jar of Xiejia wine, cook chicken and meat, let him have dinner, and asked him to send people home to get dried locusts to taste.
It is not the locusts that are eaten, but the arrogance of this kind of manpower!
Li Dongyang drank the spirits in the glass, looked at Cui Xie with a smile and said, "It is still the most comfortable to talk to you. Although there are a lot of talented people in the DPRK, Li Xianji, one of my students, Bian Tingshi and Wang Jingfu from Wang Shourenbang in the ninth year of Hongzhi reign. They are all wise and profound young talents, but these young talents are powerful, and their spirits are also a little proud, not as calm as you."
"Only you are a person who works steadily and does not rely on you to invite your name."