Transmigrating To The Ming Dynastys Imperial Examination - Chapter 301

Cui Xueshi is the unknown painter from Juanzhai, who is also the legendary Cui beauty!

The news spread to the capital before overnight. Guo Yong, Tang Ning, Wang Zhichang and several Jinshi who came to Qian’an for the examinations heard it, and they all breathed a sigh of relief.

Not easy!

They kept this secret for so many years, and it was really uncomfortable. How many times have I heard people talking from behind about how enchanting and beautiful Cui Meiren, Wen Wanxianshu, and Chuchu are pitiful… I want them to go to the Hanlin Academy to see a real person before talking, but because of Cui Xian’s face, I can’t say anything, so I can only get up and leave silently.

Now that the news has spread, they can finally tell the truth.

The origin of Cui Meiren was a misunderstanding. Cui Xie never pretended to be a beauty, nor did he make a name for his bookstore under the name of beauty! The origin of this nickname is actually that he first drew the beauty note. Guo Yong thought the name of the beauty note was indecent, so he changed it to Cui note. Who knows how Cui Meiren came out afterwards!

After hearing this, the young and romantic talents of various departments were heartbroken and talked: “Why is it so simple, just for the nickname of a beautiful woman? At least it should be Cui Xueshi who was frail and sick when he was young, and was raised as a daughter. Yes, people have no opinion, let’s say another Cui Meiren’s name! How else would he think of asking An Qianhou to disguise herself as a woman and retreat?”

He is still born with picturesque and elegant appearance. It is not surprising that he was a beautiful man who could be recognized as a woman when he was young.

There are frail and sickly.

Several Qian’an talents were annoyed by being forced to question, and casually told them: “He Zhong did just get a serious illness when he first arrived in Qian’an. He was a little pale and weak. Not long afterward, he just reported his merits with Shanhaiwei. The Wang Xiangzhen of Wang Qianhu made friends and followed the sergeant of the old town of Wangs family to practice martial arts”

He raised his arm to measure it, and glanced around everyone’s faces: “What I practiced at the beginning is a seven-to-eight-foot-long pewter gun.”

Ordinary scholars know how to ride, shoot, and practice swordsmanship, even if they are both civil and military, but this skill is not enough in front of Cui Xie. How could such an extraordinary man full of resources, civil and martial arts, have dressed in female makeup and come up with the story of a man dressed as a female makeup?

It must be the same as when I was in the county.

Several fellow villagers in Qian’an County who knew the truth tried their best to spread the truth. Those who listened to the story touched their arms that danced with a three-foot sword, and did not dare to think of Cui Mei who was prettier than her daughter who was pretending to be a female since she was a child.

Cui Xieru Zhengjin was on the cusp of the storm, and he refuted the rumors as “shocked! Cui Meiren, the first love of the nation, is actually a martial arts master Cui Xueshi.” The big news that made the headlines of UC was even better than when he and Cui Mei had a daughter. The rumors are fast.

I dont know how many young people who have imagined the beauty of a beautiful painter are heartbroken. I dont know how many rich men who have been deceived by the fake Cui beauty cry and regret, and I dont know how many changed their surnames to Cui beauty. The prostitute changed back to her surname overnight…

If someone is worried, someone is happy.

Earlier, the Prince Wang Xiangzhen Wang gave the original hand-painted real person and the four beautiful pictures of the rear army governor Chen Ying heard the news, and he was overjoyed and asked his son: “Someone sent me the painting of the real Cui Meiren in the Emperor Xians reign. Unexpectedly, it was actually a painting by Scholar Cui, and we also had a bachelor’s calligraphy in our house. We quickly asked someone to find it, reinstall it, and hang it up in the hall!”

Who is the one who gave him the painting?

By the way, it’s the little Wang Qianhu who called Uncle Anshun with him, who just made meritorious service a few days ago! He and Cui Xueshi are in the friendship of a teenager, and maybe there are paintings from the early years of the scholar beside him!

Dudu Chen immediately asked someone to study ink and spread paper, and wrote to Wang Xiangzhen, asking him if he still had a painting by Xueshi Cui.

Not only was Dudu Chen, but the news of the exposure of Cui Meiren’s identity spread to Shan Haiwei, the old boss of Prince Wang, An Shunbo, the guard eunuch, the commander of the two towns of Jiliao, the commander, the general supervise the affairs…and it doesn’t matter if it is Cui Xie The handwriting, still printed by Ju’anzhai, wanted to divide the Three Kingdoms and Jinyiwei Tu in his hands.

Prince Wang usually gave up a lot of meat, but the most beloved Zhao Yun suit and Xu Chu suit were still hidden.

Those who didn’t rush were unwilling, and turned their attention to the soul hero of the “Jinyiwei” series and the neighbor of Cui Xueshi, Xie Ying.

Wang Qianhu, a fellow villager, has Cui Xueshi’s paintings in his hands. You can’t thank Tongzhi instead, right? How many dramas and comics of Jin Yiwei have been published by Ju’anzhai. He is in each one. Cui Xueshi is embarrassed not to send him a few more manuscripts?

But Xie Ying didn’t. He said righteously: “Really not. There is me in Jinyiwei. Why should I be embarrassed to ask him? Wouldn’t it make people laugh at me and pity myself? He never said that he was good at painting before, I thought it was printed by a craftsman. Its the same if you buy it in the store, so you buy it yourself.”

The portrait of Jin Yiwei is quite different from the small photo that Cui Xie drew specially for him. He only needs Cui Xie to give it specially, and never asks him for the manuscript of the comic book.

The two uncles looked at his demeanor enviously, and stood up and said: “We are the protagonist of the young Jin Yiwei, and that book is all about us. Can we still think that we have not painted enough, and then ask the teacher to paint? What?”

It’s a pity that they are the uncles of the country, and no one dares to force them to ask for painting. It’s really regrettable that such a lonely and dusty posture can’t be shown a few times.

Fortunately, they are all free and easy and transparent people. When others dare not come to them, they took the initiative to go out to send warmth, and took out their own manuscripts to tell everyone: “Our brother is here to come to the border. Interviewed the heroic deeds of the soldiers on the sidelines and assembled them into a book. We write your faces more carefully so that the teacher can draw realistically. In this way, even if you dont get the real work of the master, you can also win people’ who are in the world. I dont know you anymore.”

Uncle An Shuns eyes lit up, and he asked: “The two uncles may beg Master Cui and ask him to give me one or two manuscripts showing me? It doesnt matter if the painting is rougher! At first, Chen Ying showed off everywhere. I envied him for a long time when he was a picture of the Four Beauties. Later, Ju’anzhai sold the Three Kingdoms and Five Beautiful Pictures, and I was not so worried. Who would have thought that this old man had such good luck…”

Uncle Zhang Daguo sighed: “My family teacher now serves as two lecturers at the Imperial Front and the East Palace. He is busy with his official duties and cannot draw the meticulous paintings that the King General has. But there must be heroic deeds in the new book? Tell us in detail about your discovery of the little prince strikers and design to introduce them into the range of Fran’s cannon.”

Uncle Xue was also quite proud of this battle, and started from the beginning.

After speaking, seeing that the two uncles were still burying their heads and writing, as if they could not finish writing, they asked deliberately: “Could it be that I spoke too quickly and the two uncles can’t remember? What is missing, I Say it again, right?”

The two uncles smiled and waved their hands: “No, we remember to hurry, but we need to polish up after writing.”

Uncle Xue leaned forward and took a look, and saw that there was not everything he said on the paper, and added a lot of “Old Uncle Xue’s short beard spreads under his nose”, “His eyes are narrowed by the wind, and the corners of his nose are narrowed.” Descriptives such as layer upon layer of wrinkles”, “slightly bald forehead and gray sideburns”.

He couldn’t help touching his forehead, turning his eyes downwards, and after thinking for a few moments, he asked the two uncles: “This… can you change it, and write the old man’s appearance… more imposing? The eyes are long and slender, the hair is silver-white, the complexion is ruddy, and the hair is piled high?”

Wouldn’t it become the elders of the temple, or their Uncle An Shun?

An Shunbo firmly and slowly said: “It doesn’t matter if it’s not a big picture. Anyway, it says my surname is Xue, and the world knows it’s me. It doesn’t matter if it looks a little bit different, and it doesn’t look like a picture of others. What?”

Leaving aside, Xie Tongzhi and the two uncles in the comics look younger and more handsome than they are now. He doesn’t want to be younger, as long as they look better, what’s the big deal?

Zhang Heling changed the pen when he raised it. Although the two brothers didn’t learn the teacher’s drawing skills, they learned the description of scenery and characters since childhood.

After Uncle Xue started this head, others also got the hang of it and came to ask them to write more beautifully. Anyway, the real names are written in this “documentary literature”. Now that you know it is them, it doesn’t matter if your appearance is slightly different.

The border gates described by the two uncles seemed to be stationed by a dozen or so Ma Zhao, Zhao Yun, Zhou Yu, Jiang Wei, and Zhuge Liang. When they wrote to the side of the little prince of Tatar, they suddenly became extraterritorial monsters. The two national uncles couldn’t smash their signboards and shook their heads repeatedly: “In the future, these will be assembled into books and passed on to later generations. They can’t be written as Da Ming’s frontier army fighting Feitian Yasha? Then later generations do not believe that the little prince grew up like this, even this book. What should I do if its not?”

But the little prince is a Khan king after all, and most of the people who see him on the battlefield are charging soldiers, and no one can see what the little prince looks like. The two uncles had no choice but to write down the characteristics of ordinary Mongolians with round faces, thin eyes and braided hair, and left them to the teacher for the rest.

They asked people to write books around the gate. Xie Ying didnt need to be personally protected, so she took the map and binoculars sent by Cui Xie, and compared the topography and terrain, just like what was written in “The Wind and Clouds”. Map outside the customs.

He learned the scale from modern drawings, and all the places he walked were reduced to the same scale and drawn on paper. In places where there are low slopes and wild water depressions, the ratio is also high and low, roughly estimate the height, and draw a contour map.

He led a few school lieutenants from Beijing to sway outside the pass. The movement was quiet and small, and he was holding a telescope, and he even spotted a few captives who were scattered from a distance. Seeing the small number, he went up to ambush and came back, and if the number was large, he went back and reported a letter, which also asked the guards to share their military merits.

The uncles of the country also fought against the Lukou several times. Uncle An Shun dared not make them move dangerously, so he picked up the rope gun and gave them to the two brothers, asking them to try.

The two of them couldn’t cut people with their knives and guns, but their eyes were very good. They also shot and killed the captives of the Fan Shang who had robbed the horses, and then confidently regarded their brothers as heroes, and wrote a few words. Travels.

These travel notes and the maps drawn by Xie Ying and them were sent back to Beijing, but they did not go back.

The two uncles will go to the northwest to interview the famous generals who fought against the little prince. In the end, they are going to visit the legendary general Wang Shouren who has long been close to them and has been a penman.

Cui Xie looked at the stacks of manuscripts sent by them and the maps compiled by Xie Ying. He was proud of them and thought they would never return. He didn’t know that he would return to Beijing for two days before leaving. Even if the two of them don’t want to come back, can you be considerate of Xie Ying’s failure? There are also widows and weak nephews, as well as husband and wife who have been separated for a long time, waiting for him!

Cui Xie complained secretly, but couldn’t stop them. He had to put a grievance into his work and arranged for Wen Zhengming and Xu Zhenqing, who had recently joined the capital, to help revise the manuscript.

Scholars need to combine work and rest. There are still more than two years left before the Hongzhi 18th Annual General Examination. Apart from the reading test, you have to read some free books to relax.

He drew the characters according to the appearance described by the generals of Jizhen, and put most of his energy on the maps of Xie Ying.

These maps are very close to modern maps, but they still follow the habit of going north and south when marking directions, and the measured length is not completely accurate.

Xie Ying does not have a ruler outside the pass, so he can only estimate by horse speed, and when measuring the height of the mountain, he must estimate by comparison of shadow length.

But this is a rare and accurate map for Daming. Cui Xie arranged the pictures in order, painted them on a large piece of paper on a wall, painted the trees, grass, wasteland, wetlands, and rivers according to the ground, and painted contour lines where there are mountains, right Mark the scale at the bottom corner, dedicated to the emperor.

Most emperors like to look at maps. After all, the emperor has to sit in the capital and cannot be moved lightly-not like Ming Yingzong and Zhengde, who can only think about the achievements of the ancestors, and then sit in the palace to open up a map.

The emperor Hongzhi was accustomed to wind and rain, knowing how the emperor’s willfulness would bring disaster to the world, so ascending to the throne has always been rules and diligence, not daring to relax. He also longed for things outside the Guan, and he felt happy watching the uncles shoot and kill people, but he would never want to personally conquer. He only compared the map and saw that a large area of land outside the Guan had been returned to his dynasty, and he was already satisfied.

Such a simple and not very large map, in his opinion, is actually better than the gods and birthdays in the old palace.

Xie Tongzhi is worthy of being Xie Zhenfu, who is in the Jinyiwei Li Wentao Wulue, and Cui Xueshi’s painting skills have also improved day by day. He studied the lines in the picture carefully, asked people to measure the length of the line drawn, and imagined how big it can be in reality according to the proportions in his mind

How many palaces are there? Is there a big Xiya outside the Yeshuiwa? Is this grassland the size of the capital?

He looked at the picture all afternoon, and in the evening he asked people to look at the picture with a lamp. Crown Prince Zhu Houzhao touched into the temple, and he held his son to watch together, telling him stories about Guanwai.

The princes heart was high, and he looked at it and said, “In the future, I will also go out to fight the little prince like the uncles. He is the little prince, but I am the prince. I will definitely beat him. Bring back his head and the larger land outside this map to Emperor Father!”

The emperor touched his sons small face, and shook his head with a smile: “You are the country of the East Palace, how can you easily leave Beijing? Fortunately, now the central government is united and the soldiers are using their lives. When you grow up, the place called Tatar will occupy I can all return to Daming and ask you to be a peaceful emperor like your father.”

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