Early morning, Hexi Village.

March is the slack season for farmers.

The villagers got up leisurely and did not rush to prepare breakfast. A few lazy men and women gathered at the intersection, gossiping.

Diagonally opposite, the Cui family’s door was half open.

I could just see two adult men with two little boys performing a "shaman dance" in the yard.

The lazy men and women winked at each other and laughed in low voices.

"My God, what the hell is going on here?"

"The whole family has become stupid from studying!"

"His eight-year-old son, Xian, fell into a stream half a month ago that was so deep that it didn't even reach his pants legs, and he couldn't get up."

"The eldest and second sons of the Cui family, are you going to take the imperial examination this year?"

"Exam, of course! Old Cui said that she wants her two sons to keep taking exams."

"Oh my, this exam has been going on for almost ten years, when will it end?"

In Hexi Village, the Cui family has always been the subject of discussion among villagers.

Because the eldest and second sons of the Cui family had been taking the imperial examinations for almost ten years, they ended up squandering all the family property and became so poor that they could barely make ends meet.

It just so happens that these two brothers take exams every year, but always fail.

Now I am almost thirty years old, and I am still just a poor student.

In the Cui family yard.

The gray-haired old Cui held a ruler in her hand and strictly supervised her two sons and two grandsons to practice the "Five Animal Exercises" to strengthen their bodies.

The villagers didn't understand and laughed it off as if this was some shamanic performance.

Sudden.

While Mrs. Cui was not paying attention, her youngest son Cui Zhongyuan rolled his eyes and started to slack off.

The next moment.

Bang!

The ruler in Old Cui's hand seemed to have eyes, and it hit her youngest son's butt with steady, accurate and hard strokes.

“It hurts, it hurts!”

Cui Zhongyuan screamed and winked at the little boy beside him.

Xian'er, please plead for your father to your grandmother!

When it comes to her grandson, Mrs. Cui is always more tolerant.

However, Cui Xian took a look at the terrifying ruler, ignored his father's resentful eyes, and gave his grandmother a flattering smile.

You hit my dad, but you can’t hit me again!

In the yard.

The eldest son of the Cui family, his wife, their eldest daughter, youngest son, and the second son's wife, all kept their eyes on their noses and their noses on their hearts, trying hard to appear busy.

Afraid of being implicated.

After more than half an hour, the Five Animal Exercises was finally completed.

Old Cui ordered, "The eldest and second sons, go back to your rooms to study. The eldest son's wife will go to make breakfast, the second son's wife will go to clean the yard, and Xuan Jie'er will go to feed the chickens. Yu'er and Xian'er will take a rest, and each of them will go to help your mother with work."

The family soon became busy.

Old Cui went to the backyard to feed the cows herself.

The eldest son of the Cui family, Cui Boshan, and the second son, Cui Zhongyuan, returned to their rooms, and then their loud voices of reading were heard.

The eldest son's wife, Mrs. Lin, went to the kitchen to make breakfast.

Lin's eldest daughter, ten-year-old Cui Xuan, went to feed the chickens.

Lin's youngest son, Cui Yu, had just finished exercising and was standing beside Cui Xian, breathing slightly.

He is Cui Xian's cousin, nine years old this year, one year older than Cui Xian.

The second son's wife, Chen, Cui Xian's mother, was five months pregnant and was cleaning the yard with her hand on her waist.

Cui Xian rested for a while and then hurried to help.

When he was cleaning the front door, he heard the group of people outside mocking his family, so he glared at them fiercely.

The lazy men and women were not ashamed when they were caught, and they just dispersed laughing.

Seeing this, Cui Xian looked back at his dilapidated and shabby house and sighed silently.

No wonder people look down on you.

I'm really poor.

That’s right, Cui Xian traveled through time.

In his previous life, he was a PhD in Chinese Language and Literature from a 985 university in modern society and died in a car accident.

When he opened his eyes again, he found himself traveling back to the Daliang Dynasty, to the body of an eight-year-old child from the Cui family in Hexi Village.

Coincidentally, the child's name is also Cui Xian.

Half a month ago, little Cui Xian was playing by the stream when he accidentally fell into the water and passed out. When he woke up, he had replaced his core without anyone noticing.

Fortunately, Cui Xian had integrated the child's consciousness, so he did not arouse suspicion from others.

You have to know that this was ancient times.

If you are diagnosed as being possessed by a ghost, that would be terrible!

Let’s talk about the Cui family.

Cui Xian's grandmother, Mrs. Cui, was a "crazy pusher" who hoped that her two sons would pass the imperial examinations and bring honor to the family.

It’s a pity that I haven’t been able to achieve my wish for so many years.

Instead, it became a laughing stock in the surrounding villages.

People mocked: "Old Cui is hysterical. The Cui family is not destined to be on the list!"

Listening to the sound of his father and uncle reading in the inner room, and looking at his own simple courtyard, Cui Xian murmured, "Is it not my destiny to pass the exam... maybe not."

When Cui Xian came here half a month ago, he was a little confused.

Because he had never heard of this dynasty called Daliang.

Those sages and famous figures who shone brightly in the long river of history in previous lives have disappeared without a trace.

Later, Cui Xian secretly observed the books his uncle and father read, and he felt relieved - fortunately, they were reading the Four Books and Five Classics.

Based on the complete imperial examination system of the Daliang Dynasty, which consisted of provincial examinations, metropolitan examinations, and palace examinations, as well as various other signs, it can be inferred that the Daliang Dynasty was infinitely close to the Ming Dynasty in the previous life.

It’s just that the founding emperor’s surname changed from Zhu to Liang.

Of course, for Cui Xian, these are all trivial matters.

As long as the Four Books and Five Classics are still being read, as long as Confucianism is still governing the world.

That's enough!

As a former PhD in Chinese Language and Literature from a higher education institution, Cui Xian's mind is filled with brilliant knowledge that is enough to amaze this era.

It is not limited to those poems that have been passed down through the ages and are popular among the people.

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