The ninth chapter: Chasing the past, the emperor and the old minister
Kangxi didn't sleep well all night. When he woke up, he heard the self-ringing bell ringing eight times. He stood up and saw Li Dequan coming in from outside, so he asked: "Is anyone here to see you?" Li Dequan hurriedly smiled and said: "I'm going to the clan's mansion.
Look, the Tenth Master just came back and saw Master Wei Dongting handing out signs at Xihua Gate. Because he was worried about his master, he hurried in without talking." Kangxi listened and asked casually while ordering people to call, washing and dressing.
: "When you met Yin, what did he say?"
"When the servant left, the imperial doctor was applying stick sore medicine to him." Li Dequan said, "The tenth master cried sadly and regretted endlessly. He said that he should not have been angry with the old man last night. If he got angry, wouldn't it be caused by his unfilial piety?
Ask the slave to look at the master and persuade him when he is happy, and don’t blame him for being such a fool - and he didn’t say anything else."
While he was talking, Wei Dongting had already come in. He was the oldest first-class guard in the dynasty and Kangxi's breast-brother. Forty-five years later, he had already become a bright old man. He could no longer look back at the generosity and tragedy that he had when he was carrying mountains and carrying cauldrons.
Wei Dongting came in, kowtowed, and said: "Old slave Wei Dongting respectfully kowtows to the Lord, Master!"
"Get up and talk." Kangxi sat on the big kang, took a sip of wine from the cup, and said with a smile: "Old man, why are you here so late? You suffered from malaria last year. Have you used up the cinchona I gave you?
, are you safe now?" Wei Dongting said hurriedly: "I was caught in the cold on the road and was delayed for a few days, so my master is thinking about it again! I didn't want to use up the Cinnamon Cream, and I kept the rest in case I get sick again.
It’s useful. This slave may die from this disease in his life. This medicine came from overseas and was hard-earned, so I don’t dare to waste it. The slave is almost seventy. This is a great blessing from his master. How much longer can he expect to live?
Year!" After saying this, he laughed. Kangxi sighed: "That's confusing. I have been on the throne for more than 40 years. Among the first four assistants, two of them died badly; after that, Mr. Wu Ciyou, Mingzhu, and Suo'etu
, the monks and nuns, the deaths, the deceptions, the endings are less good and more bad - now you are the only one left, Mu Zixu, Wu Dan and several old guards are still safe, and they have to cherish themselves! Not only for you,
It can also preserve my reputation to some extent!"
Wei Dongting also sighed: "Yes! Xiong Cilu has passed away, and there are fewer and fewer old people in front of the master. Talented people have emerged from generation to generation, and each has led the way for hundreds of years. It is time for the next generation to contribute.
.I was waiting for orders at Xihua Gate just now, and I happened to meet Zhao Fengchun, who was also very old. When he talked about the crime of seducing people, the servant remembered that he wanted to find a lover for Fang Bao. This was a famous talent.
It is a pity that he was involved in the Dai Mingshi case. If he dies again, the literary spirit of the Tongcheng Sect will be at a loss, which is a pity."
"You don't know about this. Four Beile and Eight Beile are asking for mercy, and they have already pardoned Fang Bao." Kangxi said with a smile, "In times of peace, you must know how to nurture talents. Among foreign ministers, you are the only one who knows my heart! Like!
For such a thing, I should have gone to the study and come up with a statement, but I didn't say a word. I have to worry about everything, and I don't have enough energy. It's easy to say that I can't pick up the head after it fell off, and future generations will not know the details, and the sins have to be attributed.
Come to me." After saying that, he pondered for a while, ordered everyone to leave, and said: "I asked you to come to Beijing because I heard about something. That day when I was on tour in the south, Yang Qilong was setting up a fight in Pilu Courtyard in Nanjing.
The cannon in red wanted to blow me up. It was Mu Zixu and you who investigated and solved the case. Why did the prince and Yinzhen reward you with something on the way? What was the reward? Is this happening? "
It was as if a thunderbolt rose out of thin air, causing Wei Dongting's face to turn earthy, and Zhang Huangjian was speechless for a moment!
This was a case that had been backlogged for more than 20 years. On that day, Wei Dongting and Mu Zixu seized the rebel Yang Qilong and followed the clues. They were the first to seal up the study of Ge Li, the governor of Liangjiang, and found that many letters were requested by the minister in the study.
The words sent by Etu were very ambiguous. When they were hesitating, the prince and Yinzhen actually sent someone to Nanjing to reward them with Ruyi, Wolong bag and other things. The old brothers knew that there was something in the drama, so they discussed it over and over again and burned the letter.
, released Ge Li, and only sentenced the chief culprit Yang Qi to Longming's canonical punishment, thus covering up this scandalous lawsuit. For twenty years, Wei Dongting not only did not dare to take the role of escort, but was also afraid to even mention this matter, and repeatedly warned Mu
Zixu didn't want to mention this matter. Later, after Ge Li was beheaded by Nian Gengyao, a member of Yinzhen's family, Suo'etu was also imprisoned. Wei Dongting thought that this matter had become a permanent secret, but Kangxi asked him personally today and resigned.
The anger was so sharp that there was no way to dodge it, how could it not break his heart?
"You don't have to be afraid, the matter has long since passed." Seeing that Wei Dongting remained silent, Kangxi fully understood that the rumor was true and said, "I already know about this. I just want to know how deeply the prince was involved at that time. You, Wei Dongting, probably didn't think about it carefully.
In the end, you will be the unlucky one after covering up this matter!" Wei Dongting felt a little more at ease. He was too familiar with Kangxi. If he told a lie at this moment, he might immediately cause disaster. He kowtowed tremblingly: "
If you don't ask about this matter, the slave will not dare to talk about it even if he is broken into pieces! The prince and the fourth master gave the slave a Ruyi, and Mu Zixu gave the slave a Wolong bag. Because the case involves Suo'etu, the prince and the slaves are connected
I was so frightened at the time that I couldn't guess the real reason, so I closed the case in a hurry. For more than 20 years, whenever I think of this incident, I feel like I'm sitting on pins and needles. But according to my little knowledge, the prince was only eleven years old at the time.
, the fourth master is only seven years old, how can he plan big things? It was probably Suo'etu who took care of it. Long live the Holy Ming Zhuzhao, what don't you understand? I said it now, and my heart feels much better. Please give me the Lord's edict to grant death.
, punish the slave for bullying the emperor!" After saying that, he kowtowed repeatedly.
After hearing this, Kangxi stood up, put on his shoes, walked a few steps with his hands behind his back, stood in front of the window, looked at the red walls and yellow tiles in the courtyard, he was lost in thought for a while, and murmured: "If you say that Yin Reng doesn't know about it at all, I'm afraid he doesn't see it either."
Yes. I'm afraid he may not know the intention of Suo'etu... That's right, that's right... No wonder I called the prince to greet him in front of the army when he was sick during the third personal expedition. He was a little distracted.
——The Dali Temple was interrogating Suo'etu at that time. He was afraid that Suo'etu would bite him!" He said with a smile and said: "The prince should have informed you about this matter first. I just asked you to come and prove it. It's over.
After more than 20 years, what kind of crime should be punished? Don't talk about this kind of thing to you, if it falls on me, I'm afraid I have to do the same thing. Let me tell you one thing, the Tian family's flesh and blood is the most difficult to perfect. Li Shimin didn't handle it well, Zhao Kuangyin Zhuying
The sound of the ax is also an unexplained death. How can I be careless? As long as the prince and you people don't have ulterior motives to harm me, everything can be tolerated. You must not doubt yourselves."
Wei Dongting tasted Kangxi's words, and it was still unclear. However, one level was very clear. The emperor was not prepared to pursue this matter, but he was still not at ease with Yinreng. He was stunned for a long time before saying: "I understand!"
In fact, Yinzhen's ears and eyes are sometimes not very sharp. The miraculous Zhang Deming was recommended by Yin and Wang Hongxu to the Babeile Mansion. Babeile Yinzhen has always been steady and steady, and does not believe in these evil heretics. He is also involved in secrets and has something to do.
Therefore, he only placed Zhang Deming in a house in Liujiawan and never met him. It was not until Yin was punished that he came out and was well-rested. Then he decided to see Zhang Deming and ordered his disciple Wang Hongxu to pick him up quietly in the evening in a small sedan.
When he came to the mansion, he sent a message to invite his close brothers Yin Zhen and Yin, as well as the first-class bodyguard Erundai, the imperial censor Kuixu, Aling'a, etc., all of whom we could talk to about anything.
Elundai came early and excitedly got off the sedan and went straight to the gate of the mansion. When he saw Yinzhen and Yinzhu standing in the corridor talking, he smiled and raised his hands and asked: "Where is Zhang Shenxian? Let us see him!"
He looked at Elundai and said with a smile: "Why are you so anxious? He is a god and a liar, and he still needs to test and test! The eighth master has been arranged, so don't be rash!"
"It's just a joke, what should I test him for? Lao Jiu is too serious." Yinsu looked at the afterglow of the setting sun, his whole body bathed in the golden red sunset, and said calmly: "If you want to ask about the future, sooner or later
Everyone who gets a throne can't run away; if you want to ask about good or bad luck, I won't do anything that is inappropriate and impolite, so what do you have to worry about? Don't you just hear what you sow and you will reap melons, and what you sow will reap beans?"
"He who sows thistles gets their thorns, myna, why don't you tell the whole story?"
When several people looked back, it was Yin who came in with Kuexu, Aling'a and several others, and a fat old man in his fifties followed with a humble look on his face. That Yin was wearing a ripe crimson robe.
A yellow belt was tied around his waist, and he was wearing cool leather boots. He looked more and more thick-browed, broad-mouthed, and carefree. Yinzhen said: "The more you fight, the more energetic you become. How much money did you spend to bribe the Shenxing Division?"
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"Everyone in the Shenxing Department is under the command of Bage, why do you still need to spend money?" Yin smiled and patted the fat old man: "With this Ren Bo'an, there are endless clever ideas, and it's really like hitting the chicken feather mat with a wooden board!
All I have to do is howl like a killing pig!"
Yinhu glanced at Ren Bo'an, a cold smile flashed across his face, and said unhurriedly: "Old Ren, you have gone too far. You are Jiuye's person, so I shouldn't discipline you.
Don't get involved in my brothers' affairs anymore." "Master Ba taught me a lesson! I won't dare to do it next time."
While they were talking, the doorman rushed in and announced: "Zhang Shenxian is here!" Yinhu said: "Place it in Yixiantang." Then he waved his fan and walked away. Yinzhen and Yin took him with him.
He led everyone into Yixiantang.
"It's me who's troublesome!" Zhang Deming walked into Yixiantang. He was not humble. He bowed his head and sat down on a chair by the window. He sighed: "I have no reason to move my heart. I went to Wudang and entered the world of mortals. What a mess.
There are so many demonic obstacles. Dear nobles, please let me go!" Yinzhen said with a smile and stood up: "Old Taoist, there is no need to blame others, the eighth master will be here soon. Several gentlemen in this room have admired their reputations for a long time, so why not sit down and talk about it?
They push the poor and get rid of the blame!" Zhang Deming waved the banana fan leisurely and said after a long time: "Okay, I'm playing a word splitting game. If anyone has anything to say, please ask."
While he was talking, there was a clatter of footsteps outside the hall. Wang Hongxu perked up and said with a smile, "It must be the Eighth Master who is here!" Everyone was about to stand up to greet them when a group of servants filed in, all dressed in the same color and blue robes and hats.
Wearing cloth stockings and shoes, all aged twenty-six or seventeen years old, they stood neatly on the edge of the big bed under the lamplight. Aling'a came in cheerfully, bowed to Zhang Deming, and said coldly: "Immortal, the Eighth Master
Among these people, please invite the immortal to come and pay homage!"
In an instant, the study fell silent. People's eyes widened, with expressions ranging from surprise to curiosity to nonchalance, waiting to see a joke. They waited patiently for this sanctimonious living god to recognize Yin.
Come on.
Zhang Deming was startled at first, and then sneered and said: "Eighth Master originally meant to treat us with indolence! A poor Taoist is a crane among the clouds, why should he ask for help from the princes and nobles? Farewell!" After saying that, he stood up and went to see Elundai.
Seeing the look on Yinzhen's face, he stepped forward and stopped him, saying, "How can you leave without the Eighth Master seeing off the guests? Don't you think the Houmen is as deep as the sea! Is it because the immortal can't recognize the Eighth Master and feels a little guilty?"
"Oh!" Zhang Deming laughed loudly and said, "The old Taoist rebelled against Sui Xing, abandoned his rich family, went to the mountains with his hair scattered, visited the wise master in Wudang, got a glimpse of the subtleties of Taoism, and understood the principles of humans and gods. How can anything in the world deceive me?
There is a spiritual difference between nobles and mortals, not only because they wear long clothes, but even when they change into rags like a beggar's, they still have purple light and white energy protecting their heads!" After saying that, he brushed his sleeves and took a few steps forward, and he was ranked fourth from the bottom.
Yinsu pulled it out and asked: "Is this the eighth master? If you admit your mistake, please ask the ninth master and the tenth master to gouge out the old eyes!" After saying that, he let go of his hand and bowed to Yinsu to the ground: "I'm sorry! Please!"
Ba Ye, please forgive me, I will resign!"
"Immortal!" Yinhu couldn't help being horrified, and hurriedly changed his face and said with a smile, "Yinhu Menglang has made a special apology, please stay and have tea!" He pulled Zhang Deming to sit down, and said: "In the past, the eldest brother came up
The warlock who crossed the rivers and lakes was fooled. I had no choice but to make this move." Zhang Deminghao sighed and said: "From the eighth master's star position, how can I dare to be angry with you? I regret that I leaked the secret and violated the rules of heaven.
.I am afraid that one day I will not be able to escape the wrath of God!" After saying this, he bowed his head sadly. Everyone could not help but shudder in their hearts.
Although Wang Hongxu met Zhang Deming earlier, he was still a member of the Imperial Academy. He felt that Zhang Deming was more shrewd than usual, so he smiled prudently and said: "Confucius is the teacher of all generations, and saints descended from heaven to educate the people. But the principles of heaven and man, and the affairs of ghosts and gods have always been avoided.
Without saying anything, Confucius said, "No matter what exists outside the Liuhe"! Dong Zhongshu tried to use human affairs to deduce the changes in nature, and almost caused a fatal disaster! It can be seen that life, death, wealth and honor, who knows the sages. My student has always followed Zhu Xi's instructions, read thousands of books, and studied things.
Zhizhi is considered a wise person. I really can’t figure out how the immortal can see the white light and purple energy in this hall? Who does the white light refer to, and where does the purple energy come from?"
"The three religions are different, and naturally they see different things." Zhang Deming stared at Wang Hongxu with a deep gaze like an ancient well, "The old ape in the mountain cries, and a hundred responses are answered; the dragon in the river is angry, and the fish and turtles are panicked; who in the mortal body can understand their words?
?The mountain man has been a disciple of Zhang Sanfeng since the Yongle period. He cut through the pass at the entrance of the dragon and tiger to seize the essence and ginseng. The essence is transformed into Qi, the Qi is transformed into God, and the god is transformed into emptiness. How can a layman, a wealthy person, know the Samadhi? - In the Eighth Master's Mansion
House slaves, black mist hovers above their heads; nine beile, ten bele, heavenly nobles, purple energy flowing; only the eighth master and your husband have white energy in their life gates!" Wang Hongxu was shocked and asked hurriedly: "What! I am actually with you
Is the Eighth Master the same?" "Far from it!" Zhang Deming glanced at the stunned crowd and said, "You are nothing but a literary star in the sky, but you have Taibai's aura. Only the Eighth Master's aura is so radiant.
It's lush and endless, completely different from the natural purple light brought by the Ninth and Tenth Masters from the Imperial Palace. It's really strange!"
Yinzhu waved his hand to dismiss his family, thought for a moment, and said with a smile: "I would like to ask, Lao Jiu and Lao Ten are both dragons. Why is there such a difference?"
"There are nine types of dragons, and they are all different." Zhang Deming said coldly, "Since there are differences, the life energy will naturally be different! If you have the chance to be crowned king, I dare to say that you have the energy of the emperor!"
A gust of cold wind blew in, and everyone shivered. After a long silence, Kuixu said in a trembling voice: "Immortal Chief, how can we talk about this lightly? One careless word, and the nine tribes will suffer disaster! You..."
"There are no nine tribes in the poor Taoist family. Looking at the appearance and demeanor, all the confidants of the Eighth Master are in this room, so they can speak frankly." Zhang Deming smiled and said, "Your Majesty Youbai, may I ask Mr. Kuixu, what is the word?" He still did not finish.
, with just a "pop" sound, Yinhu stood up and shouted: "Shut up! I'm just sitting around and having fun, chatting to relieve my boredom. How dare you utter such arrogant words! Now that Emperor Shengming is on the throne, the emperor
The prince assists in government affairs, and is well known to the world for his virtuous and benevolent nature. Humph! I have a three-foot-long dragon spring in my house, can't I cut off your bull-nosed head?" Zhang Deming stood up suddenly, his eyes were menacing, then dimmed for a long time, he sat down slumped, and said with a bitter smile: "
I am not a god, I am just a qi-refining magician, so my head can naturally be cut off. But since I have a fate with Master Eight, there will inevitably be some obstacles -" he said, handing the banana fan to Elundai, "
You take your sword and cut off the handle of this fan, what will be the result?"
Elundai took the fan in a daze, looked at everyone, took out his waist sword, and gently struck it, it was broken into two pieces, with no difference. When everyone was confused, Zhang Deming smiled and said: "The eighth master's folding fan is there.
Please take it out from your sleeve and have a look." Yinhu was also surprised and hurriedly took out the fan from his sleeve. He was immediately shocked - the Xiang Fei bamboo fan was also broken into two pieces! Everyone was frightened by this hand.
As if dead, they looked at each other in shock! Zhang Deming leaned back in his chair and said arrogantly: "Master Eight, it seems that I can't cut off my head for a while!"
"I can't believe that you are such an old man, and your stubbornness has turned against my temper!" Yin was stunned for a long time, came back to his senses, and said with a smile, "Eighth master said it was a game, and I will really use the knife to kill you.
Life? I am most happy that Bage can be blessed to be the emperor. Isn't it a hundred times better than the indestructible Yin Reng?" Yin Zhen also said: "I feel so happy to think that I can hear this good news tonight.
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As if in a dream, Yinsu sat down in a daze and said nonchalantly: "Jia? Mei? Brother! Think carefully and speak carefully - one step in vain will be regretted forever!"
"These two words are well said!" Zhang Deming smiled mysteriously and said, "'Jia' is an eight-stroke font, which is like a person holding a Gui; 'Mei' can be separated into 'Eight Kings'! Why do you bother, Eighth Master?"
I am worried. Zhang Deming did not ask you to rebel and seize the palace, nor did he instigate you to seize the throne and become independent. He just asked you to be content with the situation and abide by the destiny. It is a pity that you are not confident enough and tested me with incest. I am afraid that you will have to endure another hardship."
sigh.
Yin was in high spirits. He held up his sleeves and said, "Good things take a long time. It's finally successful. It's really gratifying and very satisfying!" Then he kept asking for wine and dinner. Yin Zhen felt a little regretful in his heart. He had asked Zhang Deming to see his photo alone.
, also said to be "highly noble". I originally thought that he was already a prince, so how could he be "highly noble"? He must be the reserve, but unexpectedly he was still inferior to Yinhu! He was a man of deep character, not like Lao Shi
He spoke so freely, he just smiled, looked at the noisy people worshiping Yinhu and Zhang Deming, and said: "The Baiyun Temple is short of a leader. Tomorrow I will protect my capital from the emperor, make you a real person, and preside over the best temple in the world!"
