Chapter 259 The Prime Minister of Honglu Temple and the Little Boy
When they arrived near Baoxu Temple, Zheng Haizhu did not rush to the door, but walked around the area first.
She found that rather than saying that this Taoist temple was adjacent to the Imperial College, it was better to say that it was closer to the Wude Guard Camp.
The Wude Guard Camp in the northeast of Beijing is also one of the capital's garrison, with a strength of five to six thousand people. Nowadays, most of it has become a place where the emperor's relatives and relatives are paid, and there are still hundreds of soldiers coming and going.
out.
Zheng Haizhu thought for a while and asked Hua Er next to him: "Do you think anything is weird?"
In the past few days, Li Daniu was sent by Zheng Haizhu to keep an eye on the doctor who was treating Liu Qiao's only son.
Hua Er had no colleagues to discuss research participation with, so he was forced to think quickly.
The little girl looked around and said, "Madam, wait a moment, Hua Er will be back soon", then ran to the shop at the other end of the alley to buy the first flower.
When they came back, Hua Er first made a show of giving the bouquet of his choice to Zheng Haizhu, and then reported in a low voice: "Madam, I asked the guy, and he said that Baoxuguan was originally an abandoned barn.
, this Taoist temple was built three years ago. However, there is no Taoist temple inside, only female Taoist priests and their disciples practice, but there are usually women who go in and listen."
Zheng Haizhu nodded and continued to wait for Hua Er's analysis with a kind expression.
Hua Er said with a smacking tone: "My wife came back from the Wenhua Palace last time and said that the female Taoist priest is very young. I think her disciples are not too old. But here in the north are all strong-blooded soldiers who love to eat.
He likes to make trouble when he is drunk. I heard from the waiter that some drunken soldiers even provoked the supervisors of the Imperial College and the maids passing by. Therefore, if Baoxu Temple is not a famous Taoist temple in the capital, why should the female Taoist priest choose it?
What about here? Even if she had no fame or money before, she could only choose this place. But now there are people who can enter the palace to serve Concubine Zheng, so why don’t she move away? "
Zheng Haizhu looked satisfied.
The little girl's ideas are getting better and better.
"Hua Er, there are two major sects of Taoism, the Zhengyi sect and the Quanzhen sect. Taoist priests of the Zhengyi sect can get married and have children. They also have to do some rituals on weekdays, such as praying for blessings or salvation. They are not too taboo about the secular world. But that day
, I looked at Taoist Master Jingzhao, the hat he was wearing was a Hunyuan scarf, he clearly belongs to the Quanzhen sect, and he should avoid noisy and dirty places."
Hua Er listened attentively to Zheng Haizhu's supplementary explanation. She was as smart as she was. Madam was teaching her that the ability to conduct on-the-spot investigations was indispensable, but to be a qualified spy, one must also spend time in daily life.
He is well aware of the origins of the three religions and nine streams.
"Madam, shall we go in now?" Hua Er asked.
"Wait a minute," Zheng Haizhu pointed to a carriage in the driveway outside Baoxu Temple, "That's the carriage from Honglu Temple."
"Ah? How did Madam know that?"
Zheng Haizhu said: "That day after the lecture in Wenhua Hall, I wanted to ask Sun Chengzong about Sun Hanlin's lectures, so I turned to Dongxiongshengmen. The six yamen, Hanlin Academy, Taiyuan Hospital, Qintianjian, and Honglu Temple, etc.
We got together there. Mr. Lu, Li Daniu, and I divided the work and took a rough note of the carriages at the gates of each yamen, the paint color of the awnings, whether old or new, the color of the curtains, and the color of the horses. When walking in the capital, these things can be seen with our eyes.
Son, there is always something useful."
Hua Er clicked her tongue, Madam was really a businessman, she was very calculating and unwilling to waste her time. A trip to the palace would bring back twice as much knowledge.
"Madam, Hua Er understands the imperial hospital, but what does Honglu Temple, the imperial court, do?"
"Originally, it was used to contact envoys from various countries, arrange court etiquette, and arrange civil and military officers and generals who came to Beijing for business. However, because it had many contacts with the cabinet and the inner court, the Honglu Temple now, like a yamen in the imperial court called the General Affairs Department, could often directly
When you meet Long Live Lord, the chief assistant and the eunuch in charge of etiquette are the ones who are most aware of the rumors in the court."
Hua Er twisted her beautiful eyebrows and tried hard to understand Madam's words. Then she rolled her eyes and speculated: "Well, Madam said that Jingzhao is from Concubine Zheng. So, is it possible that Honglu Temple
The official, you know something important, and coming to tell Jingzhao is equivalent to telling Concubine Zheng?"
Zheng Haizhu murmured: "You can think about it this way. Long live the Lord has just ascended the throne, and envoys from various countries came to Beijing to congratulate them. They all stayed in Honglu Guest House. Honglu Temple arranged some Buddhist scriptures and moral preaching for them. So Honglu Temple
If you are a person who comes to a Taoist temple in an open and honest manner, the pretense is just right.”
However, she has deeper thoughts based on the time traveler in her heart, which she cannot express even to her subordinates now.
According to the original historical process, in more than half a month, the famous "Red Pill Case" will occur. Today, Zhu Changluo indulged in excessive sexual activities and became ill. Cui Wensheng, the eunuch in charge of the imperial pharmacy, after the medicine failed, a man named
Li Kezuo's officials presented him with a "red pill". After Zhu Changluo took it, he died the next day.
The eunuch Cui Wensheng was a confidant of Concubine Zheng, and Li Kezhuo was the Prime Minister of Honglu Temple. When Zheng Haizhu passed by Honglu Temple that day, he specifically asked the gatekeeper that the minister of Honglu Temple had become an official, and the seat of Shaoqing was vacant.
, during these days, Li Sicheng took the lead in official affairs of the yamen.
That's right. In all likelihood, this female Taoist Priest Jingzhao is the bridge between the foreign ministers and the inner court concubine Zheng Guifei and Cui Wensheng.
Zheng Haizhu and Hua Er waited for another half an hour when they saw a man in blue clothes coming out of the Taoist temple and calling the carriage driver from Honglu Temple to drive the carriage over.
"Let's go over there."
Zheng Haizhu called Hua Er and walked towards the door, when a man wearing a black gauze on his head and a blue robe stepped out.
The man took the Zheng family's master and servant walking by with an umbrella as ordinary visitors to the Taoist temple and paid no attention to it. However, when Zheng Haizhu crossed their shoulders, he glanced at the breasts on the other's chest.
Embroidered egret.
The sixth grade is correct.
In Honglu Temple, only the Si Cheng is of the sixth grade.
This middle-aged man with little beard, slightly protruding eyes and high cheekbones is probably Li Kezhuo who presented the red pill in history.
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The sound of horse hooves faded away behind.
The Taoist temple is not big and the vegetation is not lush. After all, it used to be just a granary.
The few newly built brick buildings are neat and elegant. On the double-eaves palace in the center, there is a plaque reading "Qingdu beyond the clouds". A Bagua diagram is made of cobblestones at the foot of the stairs. Two little Taoist nuns are arranging the incense burner and
Prayer flags.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! A little Taoist nun saw Zheng Haizhu and came over to ask.
"I'm bothering you, please inform Taoist Priest Jingzhao, and the lecturer Zheng from the Wenhua Palace will ask for an audience."
The little Taoist nun heard the origin, thought about it, suddenly realized, and was a little surprised: "Master Zheng of the prince? Our temple leader said, isn't the post you prayed for tomorrow?"
"So I apologize. Since I have other official duties tomorrow, I will make a sudden visit today. I'll forgive you, Taoist Master Wanwang."
"Oh, that's it," the little Taoist nun clapped her hands on the luggage and said politely, "Master Zheng, wait a moment, the little Taoist will go and invite the temple master right now."
Zheng Haizhu and Erya stood quietly outside the palace. Without any effort, they could hear the shouts of the sergeants coming from the north, which seemed to be the few sergeants from the Beijing camp training.
Hua Er whispered: "Madam, after coming in, I feel closer to Beiying. This Taoist temple seems to be opened directly in the military camp."
Zheng Haizhu gave a deep hum and did not continue the discussion. Instead, avoiding the direct sunlight at noon, he walked to the eaves of the palace and looked around several tile-roofed houses.
There are no towering cypresses, but there are a few vegetable patches.
A man wearing a bamboo hat was loosening the soil and fertilizing. Looking at it from a distance, his posture was a bit strange.
Next to the vegetable patch, squatting was a six or seven-year-old boy, seemingly playing with sand and stones.
Zheng Haizhu walked through the short corridor and came to the boy's side.
"What tricks are you playing?" Zheng Haizhu asked softly.
But the boy didn't even raise his head. He just took the stone and drew twisted patterns on the soil.
Hua Er, who was following, also approached the boy, squatted down, and asked curiously: "Hey, are you drawing a house?"
When the man in the vegetable field heard the noise, he put down his hoe, strode over, took off his bamboo hat, and showed a simple and apologetic expression.
"Grandma, don't blame me. After my mother died two years ago, she didn't like to talk anymore."
After meeting the man at close range, Zheng Haizhu saw clearly that the sleeve on his left hand was empty, and he must have lost his arm.
But what caught her attention was that the man had a Sichuan accent.
Zheng Haizhu sighed and said warmly: "When my brother-in-law and sister-in-law left, my nephew was only two or three years older than him. He also kept quiet for almost a year, and he will get better slowly. By the way, you are here for this
The one who grows vegetables in Taoist temple?”
The man nodded: "The master has a good heart and is willing to buy me some strength so that he can teach me and the baby something to eat."
"Oh, we are new to the capital, and we have also received a favor from the patron. We come to thank her today."
"Well, then, that little one must go to work."
"Okay, you're busy."
After a few more exchanges of words, Zheng Haizhu became more and more certain that the man's tone and pronunciation were close to Ma Xianglin's accent.
"Master Zheng, the master of the temple has invited you."
The little Taoist nun called from the other side of the corridor.
Zheng Haizhu turned around and left the vegetable patch with Hua Er.
At this time, the little boy turned his head and stared at Zheng Haizhu's retreating back for a moment, then turned around and carefully drew strange, symbolic words on the dirt.
