The 23rd Chapter Wu Ciyou moved to Baiyunguan Shi Jianmei
After listening to Wei Dongting's words, Wu Ciyou was shocked and angry. He felt as if he had knocked over a five-flavor bottle. After a long time, Fang sneered and said: "I never thought that Wu Ciyou, a scholar, could not tie a chicken with his hands, but he wrote an article.
Won Lord Ao to be so favored!" Speaking of excitement, he clenched his fingers tightly and slammed the table. With a "bang" sound, all the soup dishes on the table jumped up. "I'll go out on my own.
Whatever crime you deserve, one person will bear the responsibility!"
As he said that, he pulled away and left, but was grabbed by Wei Dongting. Aunt Sumala shouted anxiously: "Sir, you can't go!" Wu Ciyou made two bucks, but where could he move?
Seeing that Aunt Sumala's face changed drastically in anxiety, she was half angry and half sentimental, and was being held back by Wei Dongting. Wu Ciyou had no choice but to sigh, angrily, and sat down with his head down silently. Wei Dongting said with a smile: "Mr. Wu, why are you so anxious!"
Isn't it a vain attempt by Ao Bai to defeat him? This game is at a critical moment, so why be impatient?"
"If I don't stand up," Wu Ciyou sighed, "Obai will never give up. If something happens in the future, it will always hurt you!" He raised his head and glanced at Wan Niang.
Aunt Sumala's heart was filled with heat, and her eye circles were red. She held back her tears and persuaded her gently: "The treatise on Liuhou that Mr. Sir taught to Long'er last time contained the words "There are great brave men in the world, but they will not be able to survive when they suddenly meet."
"Shocked, unprovoked but not angry". At that time, we didn't mind it at all - we thought we were telling others, but now that something happened, when we think about it, we thought we were telling ourselves.
Sir, if you act based on your will, how will it help?" Wei Dongting also said: "Obai searched the house and clearly said he wanted two people. Why did you want one person to surrender? If he wanted another person from you, where would you find him?
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"who's that person?"
"How do we know? That's a good question!" Aunt Sumala said with a smile, "Just settle down here. Long'er comes to school as usual every day and waits for the weather to calm down before returning to the city. Wouldn't it be a good idea?"
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"That's all we have to do." Wu Ciyou said sadly, "It's just that in this hotel, people are coming and going, so how can we study easily?"
"The second master looks down on the younger ones too much." He Guizhu said with a smile, "If the second master teaches here, what kind of store will I open? - You said this place is not good, please come with me to the back and have a look.
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Wu Ciyou dubiously followed He Guizhu into the backyard, followed by Aunt Su Ma, Mingzhu and Wei Dongting. At first glance, there was nothing surprising. He passed by the woodshed and two huts, and passed through an inconspicuous small door.
Ah! There is a different world inside!
This is a depression, with a large pond five acres square in the middle, and a stone bridge leading to the island in the center of the pond. The water in the pond is clear and clear, and there are no goldfish stocked there. Only some green silver carp that are more than a foot long are stocked, and they fly into the pond from time to time.
There is a thump thump. There are many weeping willows and dragon-neck willows planted on the surrounding cliffs. With the breeze, thousands of willows are whirling. The ripples on the water are sparkling and clear to the eyes. Crossing the pond along the bridge, there are seven or eight trees on the other side.
There are reed sheds and thatched huts scattered in a staggered manner. On the three thatched eaves and brackets in the middle, there is a gold and black plaque with the words "Shangu Zhai" hanging on it. Everything inside the house is made of simple but not clumsy bamboo and wood utensils. From the outside, the Shangu shop
It looked vulgar and unspectacular, but little did we know that this was a master's masterpiece, hidden inside. In comparison, it might even make people think that the Suofu Garden looked like a sculpture. Wu Ciyou exclaimed: "What a great place to go!"
He turned back to He Guizhu and smiled and said, "If you don't read Zhuangzi, you can't understand the beauty of this fast."
"Yes!" Zhu'er said with a quick smile, "I know that the second master will definitely like it. There is a rockery on the island in the center of the pool that has not been repaired. It will look good if it is stacked with Taihu stones!"
"I'm here," Wu Ciyou said. "There's no need to repair the rockery. Just put up a melon shed and bean trellis, and plant vines. It'll be green and shaded. Why bother with artificial carvings?"
While everyone was talking, they saw an old man with a long beard and flowing breasts coming out of the hut with a few young men. Although they were wearing brown clothes and hemp shoes, they were all very strong. Wu Ciyoudao was a waiter in the store, so he didn't care.
However, Mingzhu knew that it was the three brothers Mu Zixu led by Shi Longbiao, and a dozen of his noble disciples selected from the imperial family to serve as bodyguards, and twenty personal soldiers were sent to Baiyun Temple to pretend to be Taoist priests and guard secretly.
This small shop - this is another villa arranged by Xiong Cilu for Kangxi, specifically for him to study. "Shangu" is a homonym for the cunning rabbit's "three caves" - although Wu Ciyou is erudite in ancient and modern times
, how could I have thought of this!
Wu Ciyou stood for a moment in front of Shangu Zhai. A gust of autumn wind came and the pond was vast. Thinking of his life experience, he couldn't help but feel sad. He looked at the people in front of him, and they seemed to be a lot stranger. Even Wan Niang was included, and he could not help but feel sad.
He felt that everyone was hiding something important from him, but he couldn't think of what it was, and he couldn't open his mouth to ask. Then he smiled and said: "It's good here, Long Er is afraid he has to run a lot more miles every day!"
Wan Niang said with a smile: "You should take care of your books. If he comes, you can teach him. If he doesn't come, just sit on the shore and go fishing." Wu Ciyou smiled and nodded. At this moment, Zhu'er suddenly turned around and said:
"Second Master, look, isn't that Long'er here?"
Ao Bai threw himself in the air and returned home disappointed, angry and annoyed. On the way, he told Wai Hu: "There is no need to go back home. You Pegasus will report to the class master first and say that I will visit him right away." Wai Hu agreed.
, hit the horse and galloped away. So when Aobai arrived at Banbulshan's mansion, the left side door had already been opened, and Liu Jinbiao was waiting for him. The sedan was carried to the beginning of the second hall and stopped. Aobai sat down on the imperial chair in the middle hall.
Before Bambulshan could speak, he smiled and said, "What's going on? I didn't even find out about him. You're so smart that you sent someone to find out beforehand!"
Bamboulshan was wearing a purple velvet embroidered robe, with no belt around his waist. He gently twisted the ends of his braids with one hand behind his back and stroked his shaved forehead with the other, and fell into deep thought. The search failed, and he had already
Hearing Waihu give a rough idea, he couldn't help but be surprised and suspicious. However, his city was quite deep and he didn't show his voice. After a long time, he sighed and said: "Ao Gong, have you ever thought about it? Before this, you can still do it.
Retreat and become a hermit. This chess game has now reached this point, and there is really no way out."
"What retreat do we need?" Oboi laughed suddenly, "Cao Cao is also a hero! Now that Liu Xuande and Sun Zhongmou are gone, what else is there to fear?" Banbulshan also laughed and said, "Although there is no Sun Liu, there is no Han Xian Emperor. You
But you can’t be careless?”
This is true. Obai immediately changed his expression and said, "That's quite right. In your opinion, where is the third child today?" Bumble said, "There's no need to investigate this matter. It's obvious that the third child is there every day.
When I went to Suofu, today someone saw with their own eyes that the sedan went in, but it was empty. It seems that the wind must be ventilated! What matters is how the wind came out and who let the wind out. Up to this time last night,
It took less than twelve hours, but it happened so quickly! This is the most terrifying thing."
"There must be a spy in the mansion. Who is this spy?" Obai pondered for a moment and said, "Should we ask Ji Shi to discuss it together?"
"It is good to learn to help the world," said Bumble. "You can come to him if you are looking for chapters and quotations from scriptures. But can he be knowledgeable about this kind of thing? - In fact, there is no need to look far away, just in the middle hall.
Just search among the people around you.”
"You mean Su Qiu?" She was the first person Obai suspected. But there was no clue, and he was still unsure. Then he shook his head and said to himself, "She can hardly even go out."
Bambulshan smiled coldly: "Maybe Ao Gong loves her beauty but doesn't know her treachery! Although I know nothing about martial arts, I still remember Ao Gong once said that she walked silently and seemed to be very good at light kung fu. If she were a martial arts girl
Jie, why can't I get out of your second door?"
Bumbleshan remembered a casual remark so clearly that Oboi couldn't help but admire his deep intention. He then nodded and said: "Don't worry, no matter whether she is real or fake, we must prove her truth!" Bumbleshan said: "
What Ao Gong said just now, 'Where is the third child going?', although it is not the most important thing, it cannot be ignored. There are still three holes in the foolish and cunning rabbit, who can guarantee that he will only be in Suofu?"
"When it comes to making the heart fight with the wits," Obai said with a smile, "No one around me can compare to you. I can only ask you to do this." After saying this, he took the sedan chair back home.
It was already the beginning of October, and the weather in Beijing was already cold. After dinner, Oboi and Mrs. Rong were chatting and eating in the main bedroom in the back hall. Over the past few days, Oboi was exhausted physically and mentally, so he
He leaned on the recliner and stretched his legs lazily, beating the orange embroidery and colorful screens, and said to Jianmei: "Suqiu, go to Heshou Hall and get the gold leather box on the top of the table behind the screen."
Jianmei's heart suddenly tightened, and when she saw Obai's eyelids opening slightly, he quickly agreed with a "yes" and left. Rong smiled and said, "What do you think of Lao Shizi now?" Obai smiled and said: "
That’s the finest ginseng essence and borneol powder! It can dispel dryness, replenish qi, widen the middle and disinfect. Now I’m all family members, so everyone can try it!”
Just as he was saying this, Jianmei had come back with the box in his hands. He was holding it in his hand, but his heart was pounding, as if there was a devil inside. I don't know why Obai suddenly thought of it, and why he appointed himself to get it.
- She tried her best to calm herself down and said calmly: "Master, can you just put it here?"
"Open it!" Obai's eyelids remained motionless.
Jianmei held the box in his hands and fiddled with it, pretending that he couldn't find the key to open the lock. He turned it over and looked at it for a while, then lightly pressed a gold-plated copper nail at the bottom of the box, and the box bounced back with a bang.
, she was so shocked that she almost dropped the box to the ground. Obai laughed loudly and said to Rong and Caiping: "With this ability, which one of you can match this girl Suqiu?"
He took the box, buttoned it up again with a "bang" sound, and handed it to Rong. Mrs. Rong handed the hookah to Juxiu, took the box and looked at it carefully. After playing with it for a long time, she also learned to appreciate plum blossoms.
He pressed the golden button fiercely, but the box still didn't move at all. Several girls came over, and all of them blushed, but no one could open the box. Oboi laughed and said: "What's the use of you? This requires effort!"
If you don’t have internal strength, you will know where the news is, and you can’t break it!”
"I was originally an entertainer," Jian Mei regretted her rashness and replied grumblingly, "Although I don't have any 'internal strength', I hope that I can feed myself by eating, but I still don't have any energy at all?"
Oboi didn't seem to hear, so he opened the box again, took out the paper bag, shook it open, poured all the medicine from the bag into the teapot, and said: "Su Qiu, pour a cup for your wife and everyone else. This is my cup."
The tea was also changed."
Jianmei was almost stunned. She couldn't explain what was going on in her mind. She just felt buzzing. With trembling hands, she poured a cup for everyone. Because she was nervous, when she poured the remaining cup of tea at Aobai,
, and almost threw out the cup. Obai saw it with his eyes, and thought to himself: "Bumble has good eyesight, this bitch really has something evil in his heart!"
He picked up the cup and drank it all in one gulp. He smiled and said to Mr. Rong, "You all should try it too. Isn't it delicious?" Then he turned to the girls and said, "Everyone should try it!" Mr. Rong then drank with a smile.
, the girls also finished their drinks. Only Shi Jianmei was holding the cup and looking at everyone blankly.
"Jian Mei," Ao Bai suddenly stopped calling "Su Qiu", and his expression was like a cunning cat that had caught a mouse. He wanted to appreciate the struggle of the prey before he would kill it with his claws. "You don't look good.
Yeah! Well, why are you shaking? You should pretend to have accidentally hit the tea cup! - If you are so impatient, the stuffing will be exposed too early!" Obai laughed.
, "None of us are going to survive. You should be happy and contented. Why are you so depressed?"
As soon as the words came out, not only did the whole room change color, but even Mr. Rong was startled, seeing that "Su Qiu" had lost his composure. At this point, Jianmei calmed down and said, "What are you talking about, sir? I don't understand."
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"Don't understand?" Oboi said coldly, "You tried to steal my medicine but failed. You didn't expect that I changed the medicine myself, right?"
This sentence gave Jianmei an opportunity. She knelt down with a plop and said: "I am the first-class master in the dynasty. It is not easy to kill one of my slaves. Why do you need to set up such a trap for others to jump through?"
As he spoke, he sobbed and cried.
Mr. Rong always sympathized with Su Qiu's miserable life and treated her very kindly. Seeing her acting strangely today, he was also surprised. His face changed color and he said: "You are so stupid, what are you doing? Why don't you tell me now that you are so different?"
Howling in mourning!"
"What's wrong with my slave?" Jianmei said while crying, "The master drank the poison himself and asked the whole family to drink it, so he didn't let the slave be afraid!"
The more people listened, the more surprised they became. Rong asked: "What poison? You are really going to die!" Jianmei just covered her face and cried without saying anything, so Rong had no idea.
Just when there was no way to talk, Obai suddenly asked coldly: "How do you know that this box contains poison?"
"I heard it from someone."
"who?"
"Master Ban!"
When Mrs. Rong heard this, she suddenly asked: "This is strange. Why did Mr. Ban send poison to the master?"
"I don't know either," Jianmei choked, "The man on duty that day came and brought this paper bag to him, saying it was the 'Soul-Chasing and Life-Destroying Pill'. I heard it when I was delivering tea, and he said he wanted -
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"Shut up!" Obai thought of the scene that day, and it was indeed the case. He was afraid that she would say something about "the third child" again without blocking her mouth, so he hurriedly shouted to stop her. After a long time, Fang smiled awkwardly and said: "Don't you listen?
Are you clear? Sir Ban’s medicine was originally used for hunting foxes, but you, a slave, have fallen in love with it!"
Kangxi went to the Cining Palace to say good night to the Empress Dowager and the Empress Dowager. When he returned to the Yangxin Palace, it was time to turn on the lanterns. He saw Aunt Suma sitting crookedly on the footrest and burying her head in reading a piece of writing paper. She didn't even notice him.
Having already come in, he tiptoed around behind Aunt Sumala to take a look. Only then did he realize that it was a poem that Wu Ciyou and Mingzhu had "picked up" between the broken walls of Feng's Garden. He smiled and said, "Although this poem is well written, it is not good at all."
It’s better for you to take less of these signs of good fortune.”
Aunt Sumala was very attentive. When she heard someone talking, she was startled. She looked up and saw that it was Kangxi. She quickly put the poem down and said with a smile: "When did Long Live Lord come? How come I didn't even hear a sound?"
?——Speaking of this poem, with the blessing of Long Live Lord, even Li Changji’s Su Xiaoxiao doesn’t dare to pester me!”
"I have also read this poem," Kangxi sat down and took a sip of tea. "For some reason, the more I read it, the more creepy I feel."
Sumalagu smiled and said: "The "Multi Heart Sutra" says: 'According to the Prajna Paramita, the mind has no worries; because there are no worries, there is no fear; stay away from upside-down dreams...' This is because Long Live Lord is too worried.
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"Okay!" Kangxi said with a smile, "The Queen Mother believes in God. In her early years, she always talked about 'forgive me for my sins' and 'forgive me for my sins'; you believe in Buddhism, and you also talk a lot about "Excessive Hearts", "Shrangama" and "Dharma".
"Hua" Sutra; add Wu Ciyou, and even say that he must be called Confucius and Mencius, and what is "it is better to drag one's tail in the mud than to leave the people in ruins". In this three-party attack, there is a lack of a Taoist priest. Even Confucianism is not the same.
"Xiong Cilu and Wu Ciyou can't get along, so who should I listen to?" After saying that, she burst into laughter. Aunt Sumala said with a smile, "I feel a little bit convinced when I look at that little Wei Zi. In fact, saints, Buddhas, and Gods
, Only when it persuades people to do good deeds to benefit the country and prosper its people will people believe it, otherwise who would listen to his plain talk and lie when they are full and have nothing to do!"
Kangxi said: "In fact, Mr. Wu made this very clear. Confucianism takes self-cultivation as its main body and uses it to treat others; Taoism takes tranquility as its main body and uses gentleness as its use; Buddhism takes tranquility as its main body and uses kindness as its main body.
Use. - Although their purposes are different, they all teach people to be good, and the principle is the same. For example, Confucianism is like grain. If you don't eat for a day, you will be hungry, and if you don't eat for a few days, you will starve to death; Buddhism and Taoism are like grains.
Like medicine, it is used to eliminate guilt. It is more effective than Confucianism in explaining depression. The reason is that the theory of cause and effect of misfortunes and blessings is most likely to scare the stupid ears! Last time, Xiong Cilu persuaded me to forbid God, saying:
I did not follow the "evil cult", and this was not just because the Queen Mother believed deeply in God - since there are three religions and nine streams, we can live in peace with each other, why can't there be four religions and ten streams? I think that as long as it is conducive to the enlightenment of the people, all kinds of religious streams can
You might as well think more of it."
This long talk was made by Kangxi, and Aunt Sumala was surprised and happy when she heard it: "It's not like he has been teaching for so many years. It's hard to believe that this master is really successful in his studies!"
The two talked happily, and the topic turned back to some poems Wu Ciyou had copied during the day. Kangxi asked: "What do Mr. Wu think of these poems?"
Seeing Kangxi's solemn look, Aunt Sumala said seriously: "Mr. Wu thinks that these poems are all written by old people from the previous Ming Dynasty. These people have character, not to mention talent, but it's a pity that they don't understand the general trend and don't follow the trend."
They do not follow the sentiments of the people, they do not understand the principles of justice, and they do not understand that this is a fate caused by fate, and there is no way to persuade them at the moment."
Kangxi was silent after hearing this. These words pointed to his heart problem: Master Shunzhi is about to conquer the world, and I can't rule it right away. The old scholars from the Ming Dynasty are unwilling to be used by me, and I can't kill them all one by one. Let them disperse.
Living in the woods and springs, singing about the wind and the moon, criticizing the current affairs, it's a pity that talents are still secondary, and it is great to disturb people's hearts. Thinking of this, he suddenly turned around and asked: "Mr. Wu, has he said any good strategies for these people?"
"No," Aunt Sumala said, "he himself does not agree with these people, but everyone has their own ambitions, and there are not many of them, so why should Long Live Lord worry about this! Besides, now is not the time to think about these things!
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"You have to think further," Kangxi sighed. "You should know that the talents here are of great use. I can't bear to abandon the mountains and fields. If the right path is not followed, evil will occur."
Seeing that Aunt Sumala was listening attentively, Kangxi continued: "Sister Man, have you heard the story about Hong Chengchou's banquet in the south of the Yangtze River?"
Aunt Sumala shook her head.
"That happened in the seventh year of Shunzhi," Kangxi said. "Dorgon captured Jiangning, and all of Jiangnan belonged to our dynasty. The overall situation of the country was decided, so he went to Beijing to report on his work. It was also to blame that Hong Chengchou was so troubled that he held a banquet in Jinling.
On the third day, the army was rewarded and the soldiers who died in the Southern Expedition were paid tribute." He paused, then thought deeply and said, "On the third day of the banquet, suddenly there was a notice at the door, saying that an old disciple of his named Wu came to congratulate him.
I invited him in for wine."
"This person is so boring," Aunt Sumala said with a smile, "Isn't it easy to barge into a banquet and ask for a drink?"
"No." Kangxi continued. Rather than saying that he was telling a story, he was describing the scene at that time. "After we came in to meet each other, the man did not drink. He only said: 'The teacher is tired from poking his horse, and the students are repeating the scriptures.
In the war, literature has become neglected. There is a wonderful article that I would like to share with my teacher!'
"Hong Chengchou had been in the army for a long time and was tired of listening to literature, so he laughed and said: 'My eyesight has been very painful these past few years and I can no longer read articles.'
"The man smiled and said: 'It's okay, teacher, just sit still and listen to the students read it!' After saying that, he took out a scroll of documents from his sleeve and read it loudly in a high and steady tone in front of the full banquet. What do you mean?
article?"
Aunt Sumala shook her head and said, "I don't know."
"Emperor Chongzhen made the "Essay on the Mourning of the Great Flood"!
"Ah!" Aunt Sumala couldn't help but exclaimed softly, "This person is brave!"
"He has the backbone!" Kangxi corrected him excitedly, "If it were what happened today, I would never allow him to kill this man named Wu!" As he spoke, his eyes were as bright as lightning and his expression was bright.
Aunt Sumala was startled at first, and then she knew Kangxi's mood. After a while, she sighed: "Long live the Lord, you are extremely worried. This is a big event, and I don't dare to judge it unreasonably. However, the Long live Lord's own dragon position is for the current No. 1 emperor."
The first priority. Only when you take care of this one can you think about other things!" (To be continued)
