When Beijing officials choose unsatisfactory foreign officials, they often stay in Beijing for two or three months. But Cui Ju just frowned and didn't show any sign of refusal, and the selection secretary asked: "Master Cui thinks that Yunnan is remote, and the official rank of the fourth rank is not high?"
Naturally disgusted, sent to Yunnan is equivalent to exile, a Beijing official like him should not go to the border for no reason.
What's more, in the land of Qingzhang, it is not a good job to compile the yellow book of people's households. It is hard and tiring, and it is easy to offend the powerful. Yunnan has many different races and many native officials, and he, a low-ranking official, is constrained everywhere, and he can't do very practical things. His supervisor, Dao Zuo, is also an auxiliary second official, regardless of civil and academic affairs. Even if he learned from his son to build a library, his political achievements have to fall on the head of the political envoy. How much credit can he have
Without political achievements in his hands, he can't be promoted easily. Could it be that he really wants to stay in Yunnan for nine years? He is a ten-year-old orthodox, and now he is forty, and his body is not very strong. Can he come back after nine years in a place like Yunnan
He gritted his teeth and said, "It's not that I dislike Yunnan's long road, but I'm from Zhili, and as a rule, I shouldn't choose an official in Yunnan."
The Langzhong smiled and said, "Your Excellency has implicated the two elders in their own impeachment. This is also unprecedented. What else did you mention when selecting officials? To be honest, this councilor is still up to the two servants. For the sake of your diligence in the past, I reluctantly followed the rules of selection from afar to make room for you. If you want to go, you can go, if you don’t want to go, you can stay at home and stay at home. "
No matter how bad Yunnan is, it’s still a fourth-rank official. If you don’t go, you can only stay at home as a fifth-rank man. No matter which one you choose, you can’t see any future…
He came home with the documents in his hand, and was worrying about whether to go or not, when he suddenly reported that Xu's brother came to make trouble.
Although the official position of the Xu family is low, there are many brothers and sons-in-law. Now Cui Xie is in Qian'an to pay tribute to his ancestors, go through the formalities for transferring school status, and clean up his family business... Without him, a victim of the persecution of the Xu family, the Xu family has become more and more troubled, and even threatened to sue him and the Xu family for plotting together. about the library.
He upset the family, and finally made up his mind to let the housekeeper pack up and go to Yunnan when Cui Xie came back.
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At this time, Cui Xie was worshipping his ancestors in Jiaxiang Village.
After he returned to his hometown, he first went to see the magistrate Qi and apologized for the things that had affected him these days. The county magistrate did not blame him, and said generously: "Then Xu is no longer your stepmother, so what does she have to do with you when she does evil? Besides, the emperor is wise, and if the company is fair, I have not suffered any grievances."
Not only did he not affect his promotion, but he was a blessing in disguise. He was registered in the Ministry of Personnel and may have the opportunity to be transferred to Beijing in the future. He is a person who supervises students and selects officials. Originally, he only wanted to be the magistrate of the next county and was satisfied, but now he has a great future of Beijing officials waiting behind him. What is there to be dissatisfied with
Even his slender figure is "wide-hearted and fat", the wrinkles on his face are flattened, the brilliance is born, and the beard is unclogged. Without the filter, it looks as good as the cover of the anthology.
Cui Xie congratulated him a few words, and then told him that he had been ordered to study in Guozijian, and that he wanted to come back and transfer his county school status to Guoxue.
The county magistrate was also happy for him, saying: "When the child is shining brightly today, I can't let a child prodigy like you be left in the countryside. You have to study hard in the future, and don't stop in the field. Don't have the status of a tribute supervisor like me. forever."
Cui Xie replied, "The students will definitely work hard for the imperial examinations and live up to the boss's high expectations."
Qi county magistrate is now only waiting for the successor magistrate to come to Shandong to take office, and he is not too bothered with government affairs, so he took the initiative to arrange for him to change his nationality. Although it was a pity that the county school instructor and the disciplinarian were not able to take the Qian’an scientific examination, it was also a local achievement for the students to contribute to the Guozijian. Cui Xie ordered a banquet for them, and even the poor academic officials were full of joy. .
After finishing the business, he took his long attendant back to Jiaxiangtun to pay homage to his ancestors.
Cui Yuan and his son were still watching and reciting scriptures for him in the temple, and he also sent the long attendants who came from Beijing to Zhuangzi to prepare dinner and live. Sitting alone in front of the grave, he burned a few pieces of paper money for Mrs. Liu's mother and son, and told them: "Xu's family has been suspended by Cui Lang, and the crime of framing Cui Xie has also been revealed to the world. Jin Yiwei sentenced her to exile in Fujian Ping. Haiwei, her son sent her there. I was sent to the Imperial Academy, and I still want to be admitted to the imperial examination and the jinshi.
The paper money gradually went out, and he flipped the yellow paper with a branch to make the unburned place re-ignite. Seeing that the paper money was almost burnt, he stood up and said goodbye: "I may not come here often in the future, and I will offer incense to the two at the ancestral hall in Beijing during festivals. Mrs. Liu will order it on your behalf."
The wind in the mountains was hard, and the paper dust was blown up in a whirl, so that his face was covered all over his body. He tossed his sleeves, got on his horse, rode back to Zhuangzi in Jiaxiangtun for the night, and went to the temple to pick up Cui Yuan and his son the next day.
The two of them still lived in the temple, staring at the monks chanting scriptures earnestly. The shopkeeper dispatched a guy to communicate daily news and discuss the matter of printing the Diamond Sutra.
Before, because Cui Xie went to Beijing, the proprietor and the shopkeeper discussed and scattered a lot of scriptures to pray for blessings. When Cui Xie went to the temple, Cui Yuan saw that he was doing well, and he even became a student of the Imperial College. There, "Buddha", "Bodhisattva", "Guan Shengdijun" and "Zhenwu Great Emperor" prayed again, and went to the temple to pay for him.
Cui Xie couldn't care about the beliefs of the people of the Ming Dynasty, so he asked him to pay money from the public account instead of filling it for him with his own money.
Cui Yuan said as a matter of course: "Since I want to spend the son's private money, I have been released from the Cui family. If I spend my money again, the gods and Buddhas will not be able to remember the son's piety."
Cui Xie almost made him choke, and he hurriedly brought tea with an inkstone in his hand, and asked, "Brother, will you bring our father and son with you when you return to Beijing? I still want to serve you."
Cui Xie shook his head slightly: "You don't want to study hard all day, what do you want to serve others? These days I'm in Beijing, and I don't care about you. Now that I have time, I just ask you: Where did you read? Don't tell me about you I read a new sour essay by a genius, that doesn't count!"
Peng Yan lowered his head and said smugly, "I've been reading scriptures for you these days. When you come back to Beijing with you, I'll just read whatever book you want to read."
Cui Xie said: "I entered Guozijian to live in a dormitory, and I don't have a bath until the 15th day of the first lunar month. What do you read? Besides, it is not convenient for you and your father to enter Beijing. If the master or any steward sees you opening a shop, you will be wronged. Lai, what should you do if you embezzled the Cui family's property? It's better for you to live here in peace and wait until I become an official..."
Cui Yuan persuaded him: "I might as well stay here, I and the shopkeeper Ji are familiar with each other, and I will print books for the young master in the village, and I will not cause you any trouble. But this little servant Pengyan has been following you, you just stay. Would you like him to serve? In the future, if you draw drawings of "Three Kingdoms" or something, you will have to send it back to Qian'an, and let others send it away without his care."
Looking at their father and son, Cui Xie almost sighed: "Pang Yan is sixteen this year, you don't teach him to read and be a shopkeeper, but you want to call him a servant for life? If you are a father, at least his name Did you change it?"
Holding the inkstone in front of him, he held his neck and said, "I'm not a student, and I can't stand studying as hard as you, so take me back to Beijing? I'll go to our shop in Beijing. As a buddy, I can gradually learn to be a shopkeeper, and I will be able to open a house for you in Beijing in the future."
It is better to count on this little squeamish bun than to count on the shopkeeper Ji to open the branch from Tongzhou to Beijing.
But after all, he was reluctant to leave the child in Tongzhou, and sighed and said, "I can't take you back to Cui's house. If you want to go to Beijing, you have to rent a house to live in first, and I'll come out for a rest. find you."
This kind of pick fee is too high, and it is not very useful to enter Beijing. Cui Yuan was a little hesitant, but he held the inkstone but had an idea, and said to himself: "Then I will be a clerk in the shopkeeper of Xiaoji first, and Xiu Muri will come to Beijing to find you. If you have any new paintings, I will send you home and return them by the way. I can see my father."
Cui Yuan also felt that this method was good, and followed suit to persuade Cui Xie: "Which shopkeeper didn't start out as a clerk, and others are not afraid of hardship, fatigue, or running out of the country, these two are still his own home. .You give him a proper name and tell him to be a serious guy and learn to do things."
If nothing else, the name of holding inkstone, which is full of bookishness, should be changed.
Cui Xie flipped through "Er Ya" in his mind and picked out the word "Qi" for him. Open, open also. Cui Yuan sold it to the current people of the Cui family since he was a child.
"Cui Qi, Cui Qi..." Cui Yuan and his son read the name several times, and they were all very satisfied: "Now it is the name given by the head of Xiao Sanyuan, and in the future, the son will become the top master of Sanyuan and Di. Cui Qi is the name It's even more valuable. We have to put our origins in the genealogy!"
Well, in order to be included in the genealogy of Cui Yuan's family in the future, he has to work hard to become a jinshi!
Cui Xie asked the accompanying long attendant to watch the scriptures in the temple, take Cui Yuan and his son home to pack up, and say goodbye to Mr. and the neighbors.
Although Mr. Lin was reluctant to give up, but the student was a student, and he should have resigned from the library. He could endure the other feelings and let Cui Xie leave after a few words. Zhao Gaolin's family regarded him as a relative, and when they heard that he was leaving, it was as uncomfortable as losing a relative grandson. He sat at Zhao's house for an afternoon to comfort him, only saying that there was still a chance to meet during the New Year's Day, and the two old people gradually improved, and then asked the servants to make some food to bring them.
There are also classmates in Mr. Lin's school, and scholars who often read books at his house also come to see him. He ate a farewell feast for a few days, collected a lot of poems, wrote two articles, and sent out countless color-printed books.
Prince Wang was still in Yongpingwei and did not come back, and no one was allowed to send letters in the military camp. Cui Xie posted a message to his father, Commander Wang, and wrote that he was going back to Beijing to study, and Commander Wang was asked to inform him on his behalf. After Commander Wang received the post, he sent someone to invite him to sit down with the government and ask him what happened after returning to Beijing.
It is inconvenient for Cui Xie to talk about his parents, but he only said that he once entered the palace to ask about the right, and was pointed by the emperor to study in the Guozijian, and he will not stay in Qian'an in the future.
Commander Wang said with a smile: "It's better to be in the capital, there are many famous teachers and scholars in the capital, and it's close to the emperor. You have a family and a business, and it's better than studying in this small county. Xiang Zhen is also practicing a little now. Meng Anshun has blue eyes, and when he accumulates some military merit outside his mouth, he can also be transferred to the avant-garde of the government army as a bodyguard. Then you can meet again in the capital."
Cui Xie nodded: "I have been thinking of Brother Wang these days, and I can rest assured knowing that he is all right. I think it will take a few years for him to enter the capital. If I wanted to give him a gift for some years before, I would also I want your lord to pass it on for me."
The king commanded: "It's fine to call your uncle, what you call your lord. You and Xiang Zhen are brothers in love, and the old man will ask you to call you a good nephew - a good nephew, your family and property can be placed here with peace of mind, as long as I am this The commander is still there, and no one dares to reach out to you."
Cui Xie was overjoyed and bowed to thank him for his kindness.
The holiday that Guozijian gave him was limited, and it was delayed for ten days. When it could no longer be delayed, he said goodbye to everyone, took the books from Tongzhou Wei Zhizhou and Master Liu, and the paints from Xie Qianhu. Yan returned to the capital.
By the time he entered the Cui Mansion alone, Cui Ju had been waiting impatiently for him: the Xu family harassed him every day, and the Ministry of Officials wished he could take this council back too. He used to think Yunnan was far away, but now the difference in Yunnan has become rare. count on.
As soon as the eldest son came back, Cui Xie hurriedly entrusted him with the affairs of the family, and asked someone to pack four or five carts of luggage, pay the movable cash on the account, and bring two new concubines and several rooms with him. The family, the wheels rolled out of the capital, and went to Yunnan to take office. Cui Xie took him to the outside of the city with his family, followed by a few old concubines and children who had been abandoned by him in a big car behind, all crying and wiping tears, grief-stricken.
After the convoy disappeared into the forest, Cui Xie went over to persuade them to hold back their tears, and Wu Shi, who had given birth to a son, said sadly, "Master has taken away all the money on the account, and only brought the two fox spirits to enjoy the blessings. But we don't care about the lives of the second elder and us, how will we live in the future!"
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Cui Langzhong, no, Senator Cui can honestly do such a thing. In the beginning, he was able to let the eldest son take only 30 taels of silver to fend for himself outside, and now he has taken away the cash at home, leaving the family in Beijing without food and clothing. Why is he not surprised at all
Cui Xie snorted coldly and persuaded them in a low voice: "My aunts, don't cry anymore, with me at home, you can't starve your younger siblings. I'll go back to the cloud to see if there's anything to sell at home, and I'll exchange them for money. , and send a few more useless servants, open source and reduce expenditure, you can always survive."
He remembered that there were several shops in the Cui family, so he simply picked a good place, wrote the name of Cui Yuan with the left hand and the right hand, and also opened a Juanzhai in the capital.
He was so honestly calculating to support his family, but for some reason, several concubines and the second young lady, Sister Yun, seemed to frighten him, and immediately closed their mouths, and no one dared to cry anymore.
The author has something to say:
Excessive, and then continue to study to make money and take the imperial examinations
In the past, when I found out that the officials of the Ming Dynasty were on vacation, I somehow remembered that it was the students of the Imperial College who took a rest every five days. Looking at the Guozijian materials now, I feel that this vacation is not in line with the rhythm of the examination and teaching. After checking it again, it is indeed a mistake. I will take a two-day break on the 15th day of the first year! Five days is the treatment of Shuji Shi!
I don't want to say anything about this IQ. Please forgive me a few times.