The twenty-fifth chapter: The lady receiving the torture stick serves soup and medicine, guessing wine and strategists
The Ministry of Internal Affairs is very particular about beating boards. The people here are all the descendants of the Jinyiwei of the East and West Factory of the Ming Dynasty and the old officials of the Thirteenth Yamen. The craftsmanship is passed down from family to family, and everyone has a unique skill. Some of them are beaten to pieces, and they look bloody and horrible.
It’s scary, but in fact, as long as three packs of external application of the Golden Sore Ointment are needed, you’ll be fine; in some cases, even the skin won’t be swollen after the treatment, but if you don’t use the medicine, the five poisons will attack the heart, and you won’t even be able to save your life – the board practitioner wrapped the straw in tissue paper,
The grass was beaten to pieces, and the paper outside was not torn. Because the eunuchs who served as prisoners were all Yinzhen's flag slaves, they used all their Yin strength to beat Yinxiang. The forty small boards were originally ordinary imperial staffs.
, but beat Yinxiang, a strong man, to the point where he lost all his soul and lost consciousness. Those who didn’t know thought that this prince was used to pampering himself and his skin was so tender that he couldn’t help but beat him. Some eunuchs even spread rumors that Yinxiang
Pretending to be pitiful makes people look at you.
Yinxiang lay in a drowsy state all day and night. When he woke up, Zigu was washing his buttocks with white syrup. Seeing him wake up, Zigu hurriedly poured another cup of warm water and fed him the white syrup.
Life-saving seeds. At that time, it was already Shenpai. A ray of setting sun fell from the beekeeping corridor and shone on Yinxiang's face through the skylight. Yinxiang opened his eyes with a groan and saw Zigu's eyes swollen like peaches.
Then he asked: "Is this... a beekeeping road..."
"Well..." Zigu's throat was a little choked.
"Are you alone here?" Yinxiang shook his head feebly, "...it's hard for you..."
Zigu mixed water with a small spoon and fed it to Yinxiang. She sobbed and said, "Thirteenth Master, don't think so much. This is how little people are. If you go back to the house tomorrow, they will still be back. The people in the house are still here."
Butler Cai still had a conscience and stayed in the house. The third master, the eighth master, the ninth master, and the fourteenth master looked at the master... pitifully, and sent a few more girls... Don't worry, the tiger poison is still there
Where's the fugitive? Sooner or later, Long live the Lord will let you out..." She seemed to be very worried, thinking as she spoke, sobbing but stopped talking. When Yinxiang glanced around, he saw a girl standing in the corner of the room.
, then said: "Come here and help Zigu, see how tired she is! Zigu, is there a room for you to rest here? Ah, yes, that's good, you go and have a sleep..." Zigu "
"Hmm." He muttered, folding his hands and silently retreated. Yinxiang closed his eyes, but felt a burning pain in his two limbs.
"Master Thirteen, Master Thirteen..." a woman's voice choked and shouted, "... wake up, wake up..."
When Yinxiang heard the voice, he felt familiar. He opened his eyes in bewilderment and stared at the girl. He couldn't help but shuddered. It turned out to be Alan! He was afraid it was an illusion. When he rubbed his eyes, he saw an oval face with willow eyebrows and a cinnabar beauty mark under his chin.
, who is that Alan? Alan looked like he hadn’t slept for several nights, and the circles under his eyes were blue. When he saw Yin Xiang woke up, he hurriedly brought a bowl over to the table and said softly: "This is the rose mint given by the third master.
The dew has been mixed. Thirteenth Master, please use a little..." After saying that, he knelt down to feed Yinxiang, but Yinxiang took the bowl with trembling hands and looked at Alan as if he didn't recognize him. After a while,
Splash as hard as you can, and splash all the juice on Alan's face and body!
"I know I hate me..." Alan wiped his face and tears came out of his eyes, "I don't know how to praise you, so I can't blame you for being angry. But what's going on here can't be explained in a few words. The sun, the sky, the earth, the sun is here, and one day, sooner or later, the master will
You can always know my heart..."
Yinxiang listened quietly. It was because of this woman that he gave up on himself and got ahead of everything. After going through this many times, he realized why Yinzhen was as cold as iron. When he was a child, he was afraid of ghosts, and Yinzhen told him
, Ghosts are nothing to be afraid of, people are the most terrifying. Only after this encounter did he realize that it was true! Yinxiang heard from Zigu that his brothers had sent many girls here, and he knew that his every move was under the control of others. His lips
He stirred for a moment and said resignedly: "I'm at the end of my rope anyway. Whatever Bago wants, you, Alan, can do whatever you want..."
As soon as he finished speaking, an older and beautiful girl from outside stepped in through the curtain. Seeing Alan kneeling in front of the bed, he was startled for a moment, and chuckled crisply: "Yo! Thirteenth Master! You guys are singing this."
Which one comes out? One is kneeling, the other is lying down, just looking at each other - is it the Butterfly Lovers gathering on the balcony, or is it Liang Hong who smashed the Meng Guang case? "
"Sister Qiao!" Alan saw her coming in, stood up and said with a forced smile, "The Thirteenth Master has just woken up. You go back to the Eighth Master's house to get your clothes. There are few little girls here who are unattended. The sand is drilled into the sand, and the corpse is stretched out.
"There is only one Sister Zi, who couldn't bear it any longer. The Thirteenth Master asked me to serve her for a while. I didn't want to and accidentally spilled the rose water. I'm here to clean up the Thirteenth Master!" Sister Qiao pursed her lips and smiled sweetly.
He poured out another bowl from the pot, leaned over and leaned next to Yinxiang, and quickly tucked Yinxiang's quilt. He sighed: "A bowl of water is worth nothing. I watched the Thirteenth Master pour it."
I feel so annoyed! Thirteenth Master, you have survived the past few days - you have barely scared people to death! How come these unreasonable murderers beat people like this! Not to mention Zi Gu, just
We can't even look past him..." As he spoke, he laughed and wiped away tears.
"You guys?" Yinxiang was warmed by her soft body; her sweet words and dark pupils gave him a kind of intimate pleasure, and he couldn't help but ask, "You all?"
What's your name? Who asked you to wait on me?" Sister Qiao said with a smile: "Are we - we come from everywhere. Her name is Alan, and she is from the ninth master's house; I am Sister Qiao, and I am from the eighth master's house.
"That one is called Cuixiang, and it comes from the third master's house. Abao and the others are from the fourteenth master, and Wudou and the others are from the fifth master's house. We are all here to serve you! Don't worry,
Don't think that we are all bad guys. Sister Azi is looking at us as if we are on guard against thieves. If I were to harm you, ten men would be here soon..." At this point, her eyes were red, and she smiled happily.
, said: "When the disaster is over, whether we want to stay or send you away, it all depends on your words. Don't think that we are undercover in front of you!" Alan was listening, but he just lowered his head and said nothing.
Just as he was saying these casual words, the deacon of the Prison Temple came in hurriedly and said, "Sister Qiao——" Seeing that Yinxiang was awake, he greeted Yinxiang and said, "Thirteenth Master, Fourth Master, look at you.
Yes!" Seeing the surprised look on Yin Xiang's face, he added: "Thirteenth Master, don't be suspicious, this servant is from the fourth master's family. I can't be inconsiderate even in this matter." After saying that, he saw Yinzhen.
He walked in calmly with his hands behind his back, bowed hurriedly and left with his post.
"Thirteenth brother," Yinzhen walked to the bed and stared at it for a long time before asking, "Are you feeling better?" "Much better..." Yinxiang agreed, feeling sour for some reason, and his eye circles were already red.
Struggling to sit up, Yinzhen hurriedly stepped forward, held down his hands, and said softly: "I just came back from Tanzhe Temple, and I wanted to take a look at you. It seems that it is irrelevant. The only thing is that the heat and poison in my body has not dissipated. Please evacuate."
Evacuate and use tonics in a few days and it will be fine." After saying that, he helped him lie down. Yinxiang felt as if something had been stuffed into his body, and he pressed his waist hard. He couldn't help but be startled. He nodded and smiled: "Call
Fourth brother is thinking about it." Yinzhen took a breath and sat down, took a sip of the tea handed over by Alan, and said: "I still can't understand your case for the moment. But you also know that the eighth master is usually the most cultivated.
, and I always respect you for being straightforward and upright, and I will never let you suffer."
"Myna! What's wrong with myna?"
Yinzhen nodded steadily and said: "Of course you don't know that he was recommended by the civil and military officials to make him the prince of the East Palace - so this is good news for you." Yinxiang's heart suddenly fell from the top of the Baizhang cliff.
Come down. He had an intuition that the mastermind behind being falsely imprisoned this time was the Eighth Emperor Brother! After all, Yinxiang was alert. He pondered for a moment and said with a smile: "This is of course good news - what do you mean by Long Live Lord?"
Yinzhen smiled and said: "There is no decree yet. But it will be issued in the next few days. Thinking about it, we are all idiots. Why should we follow Yinzhen? What kind of foolish loyalty are we following? Alas, how stupid..."
"Oh..." Yinxiang lay relaxed, thinking nervously about the meaning of Yinzhen's words, but said: "You are crazy, I am not crazy! Long live the imperial edict to kill me, I also want to say that Bao Yinzhen is upright and upright.
It's something." He touched the hard bag with his hand. It was long, about five or six inches, as if wrapped in a dagger, and he couldn't help but shudder. Sister Qiao asked quickly: "Is it cold?" and asked for help.
As he adjusted the quilt, Yinxiang said hurriedly: "It doesn't matter. Just add another quilt at night."
"Which one of you is the leader?" Yinzhen stood up, looked at Sister Qiao's slim figure coldly, and asked: "Is it you? What's your name?" Sister Qiao kowtowed hurriedly: "How many are the eight slaves here?
There is also Zigu sent by my elder brother to serve the Thirteenth Master, who is originally one of the Thirteenth Master. The Thirteenth Master has just woken up today and has not appointed anyone to be the leader. Inside is Zigu, and outside are a few of us.
This...servant's name is Qiao Xiaoqian. She was originally from the Fourteenth Master, and later she followed the Eighth Master...because I'm a little older, they all call me Sister Qiao." Yinzhen didn't speak for a while, just looking around.
, and then said after a while: "You are the Fourteenth Master's man. Do you know the relationship between the Fourteenth Master and I?"
Although Sister Qiao was fierce and smart, she was too frightened by Yinzhen's gaze to look directly at her. She only lowered her head and replied: "I have heard that the fourth master and the fourteenth master are from the same mother, and they have a different relationship with other brothers.
"
"It's good to know." Yinzhen's face was as frosty as he glanced at Alan and said, "I know Zi Gu. As my thirteenth brother, I have to take care of you. Sex is the ax that attacks sex, and my brother's body is broken.
No, I think you are all very pretty. If you try to flatter him... Humph! I am a famously cold-faced person among the elder brothers. If something happens to my thirteenth brother, I will surely kill you all!" said
Without saying goodbye, she actually raised her feet and walked away. Sister Qiao was so angry that she waited on Yinxiang for dinner, then quietly left.
Yinxiang waited until everyone was quiet before he took out the bag from under his body. When he looked at it under the quilt in the shadow of the lamp, he saw that it was a piece of paper wrapped in silk and a silver spoon. There were only a few words on the paper, but it was
It's not Yinzhen's handwriting, it says:
If there is one person in the world who loves you, you should not go.
Yinxiang pondered the meaning of these words, put the note in his mouth and chewed it. He fully understood that the situation outside was serious, and the fourth brother was afraid that he would commit suicide, so he came here to comfort him. Naturally, this silver spoon was for fear that someone would do something wrong with his diet.
Hands and feet were given to him for testing poison. Yinxiang felt grateful in his heart. Hearing the wind rustling the window paper, he couldn't help but shed tears.
Yinzhen walked out of the beekeeping alley and mounted his horse. It was already dark, and scattered soft snowflakes were floating in the sky. It felt cool and comfortable on his face. When he reached the entrance of the alley, he hesitated, and there was still a piece of Yinzhen Wufu tucked in his sleeve.
He couldn't make up his mind whether he should go or not.
The eldest brother was imprisoned in a high wall overnight. His fiasco was not as surprising to Yinzhen as others. This man's popularity has always been ordinary, and he has no rules. Even if there is no ambiguous matter, he wants to be the prince.
Wishful thinking. Since he was appointed to guard the crown prince in Chengde, he had already seen Kangxi's intention, but he did not expect that the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty, together with Li Guangdi and other senior ministers who were waiting for Xiu in Beijing, would overwhelmingly recommend Yinhu - such a powerful force is really
It’s shocking! Tong Guowei and Ma Qi, who are the study ministers and above, actually worked among the six ministries and nine ministers for them. Yinzhen felt that he was in the most difficult situation: to join Yinzhen, he could only play a third-class role, and he had to be right.
Yinreng counterattacked; trying to protect Yinreng, it seemed that there was no hope. When comforting Yinxiang, although he seemed confident, when it was his turn to make a decision, he was hesitant. Just as he was thinking about it, Dai Duo behind him whipped
He raised his head and said, "Fourth Master, we're home."
"Yeah, I'm home..." Yinzhen murmured to himself and got off his horse. When he saw Hongshi, Hongli stood at the door with a bow, nodded gently, and asked, "Have any guests been here?" Hongshi
He said hurriedly: "There are no guests, only Mr. Wu, Zen Master Wenjue, and Monk Xingyin came together later. I heard that my father went to Tanzhe Temple and was about to leave, but was kept by his sons. He was having a drink in Fengwan's study at the back.
, Oh, someone came from the Tenth Uncle's Mansion just now and asked the prince to go to Wufu Hall and ask if the post has been delivered to the prince." Yinzhen threw the reins to Dai Duo and asked as he entered the door: "What did you say in reply?"
Hongli smiled and said: "The post was given to Dai Duo. The sons didn't know about it, so they had to vaguely say that their father went out early in the morning and didn't know which temple he went to. It was dark and snowing again, so he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to go.
Uncle Ten's banquet. If father comes back early, he will definitely go." Yinzhen smiled silently, and the child's reply was quite decent, because he said: "That's all. Go back to your mother's place and tell me that I'm back.
"After that, he walked towards the garden. From far away, he heard shouting and shouting from the study, which was very lively, and mixed with singing like a broken gong:
I can't get you to tune the orioles in the willows or invite friends from the Panasonic; I can't get you to grind poems in the paintings or drink wine in the pots! I broke my waist to get five buckets of rice. The dream of picking chrysanthemums in the east fence was just right. When I woke up, I was in the yellow
Zhou. It is better to come in a small boat and go in a small boat. The breeze and the bright moon shine on the Swallow Tower...
When Yinzhen stepped lightly and looked in quietly through the glass window, he saw that it was Wenjue, two monks, Xingyin, and Wu Sidao Chaimei, who were having a drink and were enjoying themselves. Xingyin was dripping with tears and was holding a dog leg in both hands.
After chewing until his mouth was full of oil, he turned to Wu Sidao and said, "Cripple, what are you doing with your walking stick? If the prince doesn't come back tonight, he will definitely come back early tomorrow. Why are you so anxious?" Wu Sidao has always been a cold person.
There was very little laughter, and he was probably half-eating at the moment. His face was glowing red, and he said: "Monk Stealing Mouth, do you think I can't sing?" Then he seemed to be chanting, and he knocked on the vegetable bowl and sang:
What a pity! I sold a lot of gold to Sima Xiangru! In vain did I have Jia Sheng's ambition to be the prime minister's assistant! Where is the silk feather fan now? Will it come back once the romance is gone? - In exchange for a bunch of dendrobium beads, my wife took them and pawned them; I'm getting closer.
At the table in front of you, you are asking about the Miao Ming Road. The autumn grass in front of Wuzhang Yuan is yellow, and the descendants of Bai Jiao are complaining about Wei and Wu. The wine you have eaten is full of jealousy. Talking about these idiotic things often makes people burst into laughter. This is true.
It is God who is ignorant and arranged the wrong number of creations!
After singing, he laughed and said: "I can't fight you with my thumb, so I have to pay for it. If I shoot back, you will definitely lose to me!"
"I don't believe it!" Xingyin pushed the wine gourd, grabbed a large number of Go pieces in the box and asked, "How many do you think it is? Guess!"
"The number is thirty-eight!"
Xingyin threw the child on the table with a "swish", and counted one, five, and ten, and it turned out to be twenty-four. He couldn't help applauding and laughing. Even the children fanning the stove to heat the wine were dumbfounded. , Xingyin drank a cup. But Wenjue reached out and grabbed a few more, stretched out his arm and asked, "How many do you think they are?"
"The number is thirty-eight!"
Everyone was surprised. When Wen Juesa looked away, there were five of them and asked: "Old Wu, you lost." Wu Sidao pursed his lips and smiled and said: "Isn't eight to three not five? You just drank the fine wine!" "A corner boy came over with a smile and said: "Mr. Wu, are you a god? This is really amazing! You guessed it right this time, I will eat three big cups!" Unexpectedly, Wu Sidao just grabbed a handful and said with a smile: "It's still thirty-eight!" The boy spread the chess pieces on the table and counted them, and there were eleven again! Everyone couldn't help but cheer.
"Everyone feels so comfortable!" Yinzhen was secretly surprised. He smiled and pushed the door in. He reached into the chess box and quietly took out four pieces and held them. He stretched out his hand and said, "Ask me, Mr. Wu!" Several children saw him come in suddenly. , they all lowered their hands and retreated to the corner. However, the two monks only stood up and bowed in greeting. Yinzhen sat quietly and looked at Wu Sidao with a smile. Unexpectedly, Wu Sidao thought for a moment and changed his guess: "The fourth master is the number ninety-five." !”
Yinzhen's hand shook, and four coins fell out. He didn't care about being fined for drinking. Because the "Qian" hexagram in the "Book of Changes" says, "Nine-five flying dragons are in the sky", "Nine-five" has always been the emperor. Numbers are indescribably valuable. Wu Sidao just picked them up casually, and they seem both solemn and harmonious. Does it have any profound meaning?
Yinzhen picked up the glass. The clear wine was the finest Changbai Mountain wine. For some reason, he found it difficult to raise the glass. He sighed, put the glass down and remained silent.
"Fourth Master must eat this wine." Wu Sidao had already understood Yinzhen's thoughts and laughed loudly, "If you don't hear 'Heaven gives you the gift, you will be blamed for it'?" Yinzhen drank it all in one gulp, concealing his thoughts. Feeling the uneasiness in his heart, he said: "The prince was deposed, the eldest brother was deposed, the third brother was reprimanded, the thirteenth brother was imprisoned, siblings were killed, and flesh and blood were separated. I am not in the mood to drink!" Wen Jue said with a smile: " Fourth Master, why do you think about others all the time? Don’t you want to be on the 9th?" Xingyin also said: "The world is full of troubles, worrying about nothing. But we outsiders see that they are useless. Deposed, deposed, imprisoned. This is the great opportunity for you to be given the throne by heaven!"
Yinzhen had never thought about this seriously. When he heard these words, he felt a chill in his heart and his face turned pale.
"See if there is anyone outside!" Wu Sidao moved his body and said. Xingyin sneered and said, "There is a dog meat Toutuo here. If there is someone within twenty feet, I will know it!" Seeing Yinzhen surprised, he said again: "Fourth Master When you came, you took a side door, and the boy was screened outside. You walked around the small flower fence, walked through the bamboo forest, and came under the eaves. You watched us Guimei'er singing through the glass, right?" A few people only know that he has always been a martial artist. Gao Qiang, who didn't know that his ears and eyes were so smart, everyone was shocked. Wu Sidao then leaned back comfortably on the chair and said: "I have been working hard for many years, but I dare not show it. Today I can speak out. Fourth Master, you are the emperor!"
Yinzhen's head buzzed, and everyone in the room suddenly became very strange. After a long while, he said with difficulty: "Are you...are you drunk?"
"Drunk?" Wu Sidao's face turned pale and blue, "The one who is really drunk is the Eighth Master! Fourth Master, according to you, this time I asked the ministers to recommend the prince, who do you really like in your heart?"
Yinzhen really hadn't thought about this matter. After thinking for a while, he said: "The third elder brother exposed the eldest elder brother's incident in Nightmare Town, and then the emperor made this decree. Perhaps he wanted to clear the way for the prince..."
"Come on!" Wen Jue said, slapping his thigh, "The emperor is thinking of the prince, and no one recommends him to such a high position. How can the emperor not be disappointed? But this time the eighth master showed his talents, and all the officials worked together, with such momentum,
It's all beyond the Holy Spirit's expectation. Isn't it dangerous!" Dai Duo was also very shocked at first. Hearing this, he clapped his hands with joy and said with a smile: "The eldest brother, the second brother, and the third brother have all collapsed, and the eighth brother has collapsed.
With such great momentum in seizing the heir, the Emperor will naturally suspect that he has a premeditated plan!"
Wu Sidao said: "The power of the Eighth Master is so great, it is too shocking. It is too much to put it in front of the current master. The emperor often said that the most powerful person in the world belongs to one person and cannot be left to others. If the Eighth Lord is the prince, should he be left alone?
This is the fatal mistake of the Eighth Master! Therefore, we are now in a leaderless situation. According to my opinion, in order to prevent chaos, the Holy Emperor may have to introduce a prince as the crown prince. But as long as it is not the Eighth Master, there will never be peace in the court.
.I am not advising you to imitate the Eighth Master. You have so many thoughts in your mind that you only think that other elder brothers are worthy of being the crown prince. You will always regret it for a moment."
Obviously he had carefully considered the situation and spoke very strictly. But Yinzhen was frightened by every word he heard. He couldn't accept it for a while, so he frowned and sighed: "Gentlemen, if it's a joke, let's stop there. If it's serious, Yinzhen
It’s really unbearable for Zhen!”
"Your Majesty!" Wu Sidao set up his crutches, his dark pupils flashing with faint gaze, "You are wrong!" He walked to the window, looked at the heavy snow falling in the dark night, and said slowly: "...The world belongs to the world.
In the world, the emperor only fulfills the destiny of Heaven. The fight between several elder brothers is for the selfish interests of one party. The fourth master is determined to reform the bad government and refresh the administration. This is where the heart of Heaven lies. The emperor has no relatives, only virtue is his assistant.
You are a prince, why don't you dare to stand on your own feet and come out to test your skills? Fourth prince, they two are monks, and I am a disabled person who cannot be used. Neither of us has the ambition to be an official. You treat us with great kindness like a mountain.
There is no hope, how can we bear to put you in an unexpected situation?" He spoke in a deep and passionate manner, and every sentence was resounding, and everyone in the room was moved.
Yinzhen stood up slowly, biting his lower lip with his white teeth and groaned. He only said softly: "I... understand." Then he opened the door and walked alone in the snow. From a distance, he heard the four people singing happily.
The voice was singing, but it was the four-line riddle poem by Master Huang Tier:
There was a real man who came out of Yongzhou, and the wagtail plains made people sad.
It is important to know that the white tiger is one week into the year.
"Yongzhou"! Listening to this prophetic poem that has been circulated for hundreds of years, Yinzhen couldn't help but be stunned: "Am I not the king of Yongzhou? 'Wagtail Plains' talks about brothers fighting each other, and I have a reputation of being 'mean'.
Could it be God's will..." Thinking of this, his feet seemed to be stronger, and he strode towards the main room in the east courtyard. (To be continued)
