The thirty-second chapter of the Kangxi Golden Temple Association, the rebel minister, Wanniang's Wei residence
Unexpectedly, Kangxi sent an order to Zhang Wanqiang early the next morning to summon Aobai, and he was summoned alone. When Zhang Wanqiang came to Aobai's house according to the order, Aobai was having breakfast. Because he was at home on "sick leave", Zhang Wanqiang
When delivering the order, there was no need for the ritual of receiving the order. He just stood and said slowly: "Long live the Lord has summoned you to come to the palace."
Something unexpected happened, and Obai was suddenly startled. He calmed down immediately, put down the chopsticks in his hand and said, "Didn't the emperor tell you what happened?"
"Zhongtang," Zhang Wanqiang replied calmly, "I don't know. The internal ministers have never asked about foreign affairs. This is no joke."
"Come on! Reward him with fifty taels of silver!" Obai knew that Kangxi was very close to him and couldn't ask any questions, so he said, "You go first, I will be there soon!" When Zhang Wanqiang walked out of the door, Obai
Fang turned back and shouted, "Come on, ask Mr. Ban to come to the front!"
Last night, we discussed here all night, and we went to have a rest at dawn. Banbulshan, Jishi, Namo, and Gechuha were placed in the wing room of the flower hall at the back. So before they had a pack of cigarettes, Banbulshan
He came. As soon as he entered the door, he asked: "What's going on in the middle hall?"
Ao Bai smiled and said: "You made a mistake last night. The third child asked me to pass the sign in!"
"Really?" Banbulshan was full of suspicion. He was stunned for a while and said suddenly, "He is just trying to stabilize his position. Just rest assured that Zhongtang will not mention anything that will embarrass Zhongtang!" Seeing Obai hesitate and move, Ban
Burshan added: "He doesn't want to lose face with us, and we can't lose face with him now. Isn't this two good people making one thing?"
Now that he had made his words clear, Oboi said "Okay", put on his robe and mended his clothes, carefully hung a string of wagtail incense beads on his neck, stood in front of the steps and shouted: "Prepare the sedan chair."
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This interview was at the Qianqing Palace. When Obei came to the foot of Danqi, he saw Ge Chuha and Asiha standing there. He only glanced at them, then he bent down, lifted the curtain, went in, and knelt down on the ground. Only Zhang Wanqiang was beside Kangxi.
A man was holding a scarf to wait on him. When he saw him coming in, Kangxi covered a yellow fold in his hand and said calmly: "Please get up," and then raised his voice and shouted, "Give me a seat!"
When the two people waiting outside heard the words, they quickly came in and spread a yellow asparagus mat on a Taishi chair. They bowed and stepped back. Oboi sat down calmly and then raised his head to look at Kangxi.
The two have not seen each other for nearly four months. Kangxi's figure looks more slender than before, and his face looks good. He wears a bright yellow silk tassel crown on his head, green satin cold-lid soap boots, and a blue satin brocade robe.
Wearing a gold dragon gown of Shi Qingjiang silk, a three-piece copper-embellished orb-embellished cord belt around her waist is slightly exposed outside the dragon gown. She is holding a string of beeswax beads in her hand. She is neatly dressed and looks energetic.
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While he was looking around, Kangxi spoke: "How are you these days?"
"Your Majesty, your Majesty," replied Obei, leaning forward in his chair, "I have always suffered from head wind, which has occurred from time to time in recent years. I can see that it is getting worse and worse."
"You have to take good care of yourself. There are too many important affairs in the country now, and we always have to rely on you." Kangxi turned back and told Zhang Wanqiang, "When the Lama went on a pilgrimage, he went to Tianma from Tianzhu and took the old mountain ginseng together.
Come and reward him."
This had been prepared for a long time, Zhang Wanqiang said in agreement: "Hey!" He took two bright yellow satin boxes from the table, turned around and presented them with both hands. Obai thanked him first, took them and put them on the coffee table in front of him, and asked
He said: "The emperor is summoning his ministers, what is the decree?"
"There are no important things." Kangxi said calmly, "This is a report from the governor of Zhejiang. Yesterday I handed the yellow box over to you, but I saw that you had no comments. I want to discuss it with you. There must be a purpose for handling it."
It turned out that because of this, Ao Bai could not help but feel relieved, and his cautious and guarded expression disappeared. This excerpt was about the former Ming Dynasty veterans Huang Zonghan, Li Zhe, Wu Zhisun and others who organized a celebrity meeting in Hangzhou and brought them to the meeting.
The poems he wrote are also attached at the end of the fold. Although these poems are nothing more than romance, the metaphors in them are quite disturbing. Even if they were not, it is quite worrying that these people often get together. Ao Bai Bu
It's not that I feel it's unimportant to add comments, but it's difficult to word it, and it's hard to discuss it with Bambul Shan. I kept it in my hand for a few days, and finally handed it over to the original yellow box. Now that the emperor has inquired,
He thought it would be better for the emperor to do it himself. Thinking of this, Obai coughed and said: "These people are the most difficult to deal with. They say they want to save face, but in fact they are just watching the situation. I have no good plans. Since I entered Guan Dingding,
Among the surviving ministers of the former Ming Dynasty, Su Fu, only Hong Chengchou was highly regarded."
"There is also Qian Qianyi, but their reputation is not good. Hong Chengchou's death still stinks. Nanjing people posted a couplet on the door of his house during the Chinese New Year this year. The first couplet is 'one two three four five six seven' and the second couplet is
'Filial piety, loyalty, trust, etiquette, justice and integrity' show how popular he is."
Ao Bai was puzzled at first, then he realized and laughed out loud: "This really scolded him, the first couplet called him 'Wang(forgot)ba', the second couplet called him 'shameless'." Suddenly he remembered again.
Thinking that he was "sick", he lowered his head and said, "This matter is important. Your Majesty must have a good plan?"
"I don't have any good ideas yet, so I thought of asking you!"
Ao Bai thought for a while before replying: "These people are originally the old people of the former Ming Dynasty. They have been deeply favored. They are asked to submit to our dynasty without any hesitation. It is really hard to save their face. For example, if two people are at odds, the winner wants to reconcile and the loser wants to be reconciled."
When eating wine, the loser always has to make excuses, force him to come and sit down at the banquet, and just treat him politely."
"What kind of Lafa?" Kangxi pondered, but heard Obai continue: "It is absolutely not allowed to let them take the exam together with the obedient boys, because they were already famous scholars in the pre-Ming Dynasty, or they had served as candidates or Jinshi. How can they do it now?
Are you willing to demote yourself and become a scholar and take the exam again? If you stay in the mountains and enjoy the wind and the moon, you will inevitably make fun of the imperial government."
When Kangxi heard this, he leaned forward and said: "This is what worries me - the ones who come are all spineless and worthless, but the ones with spine and heavy weight refuse to come. What can I do?"
"So we want the overlord to treat us!" Obai flipped up his horseshoe sleeves nonchalantly and said: "——Open another special enke, specially selected from the former Ming Dynasty officials and old people, celebrities and Confucian scholars, Anche Pulun to welcome them to the capital, and the emperor personally tested it.
Give them a big face."
When Kangxi heard this, he completely forgot that the person sitting across from him was his old enemy. He stared at the corridor north of Qianqing Gate and said thoughtfully: "I'm afraid it will be difficult to conquer them all."
"The power is in my hands today, and I will come if I come, or if I don't come!" Obai said with enthusiasm, "If you pass the exam, you will be a pillar of the country; if you lose your reputation, you will be kicked out of the capital, and you will only have the qualifications to curse people behind their backs.
Canceled on its own!"
"Okay!" Kangxi was so excited that he hit the dragon case hard. Suddenly the luster on his face faded and he sighed, "It's just that we can't do it now."
Oboi stared at Kangxi, and suddenly felt regretful that he had said too much. But he heard Kangxi smile lightly and say: "Taiwan has not been peaceful, the vassal country has no ministers, foreign troubles have not been eliminated, and internal troubles are still there. These people can be converted in the world, but in troubled times they can
It’s hard to say.”
After returning from ideals to reality, both of them were silent. After a long while, Kangxi said: "You are also tired and feeling unwell. Let's discuss it calmly another day!"
Oboi sneered in his heart, bowed his head in his seat and said, "That's it, I'm resigning!" He stood up and resigned.
Kangxi stood up holding on to the back of his chair. Looking at Oboi's leaving figure, he suddenly felt a sense of sadness: "This is also a talent! What a pity..."
Kangxi was sitting in a four-person sedan chair in front of the hanging flower gate of the Yangxin Hall. From a distance, he heard Aunt Sumala shouting: "The emperor has returned!" He was surprised: Why is it called this? But he saw Mrs. Sun laughing.
Hehe came out, only to find out that the Empress Dowager was waiting inside. - Since Aunt Sumala was ordered to serve Kangxi, Kangxi was afraid that the Empress Dowager would be lonely around him, so he ordered Sun to serve the Empress Dowager. This was right.
The Empress Dowager had a bad temper and had nothing to do all day long, so she ordered Sun to search for some stories about wild foxes and ghosts and tell them to her.
Kangxi came in three steps at a time and was about to greet the Empress Dowager. The old man hurriedly smiled and said: "My son, please forgive me! It's not a big deal for me to disturb you. I heard Sister Man say that you go to see him, it's a bit
Don’t worry, I came here to hear something. - It’s a cold day, just wear these clothes, you won’t be afraid of freezing!”
After hearing this, Aunt Sumala hurriedly put on a velvet-covered tasseled blue dragon godson pearl crown. Due to old age, Sun's hands and feet were no longer flexible, so she only helped Kangxi take off his coat.
He was wearing a robe, a navy blue satin cotton robe, and a buttoned Batulu vest. After fussing for a while, the grandparents sat down to talk. The Empress Dowager saw Kangxi sitting calmly aside,
He looked completely like an adult, and he was both pleased and filled with emotion. He turned to ask Sun, "Who do you look like when the emperor looks like this?"
Mrs. Sun's eyes were already presbyopic. When the Empress Dowager asked herself, she squinted for a long time and said with a smile: "I look like Mr. Taizong."
The Empress Dowager sighed: "My grandfather and grandson all look alike. This child is more mature. At this age, Emperor Daxing might not have been as tall as the Emperor!" As she spoke, she couldn't help wiping her tears when she thought of the sad things in the past.
Aunt Sumala hurriedly interrupted: "Long Live Master, at first glance, he looks like a scholar coming to Beijing to take the exam!"
This sentence touched Kangxi's mind. He remembered his meeting with Obai just now. He was stunned for a moment and then smiled and said: "Don't think that I can't do it. If you really do the exam, you may not be able to pass it!"
After chatting for a while, the Empress Dowager saw that Kangxi was in good spirits and did not look frightened, so she stood up and said: "It's not quiet outside now. The emperor should be careful when meeting people. As Sister Man said, 'The son of a rich man cannot sit down in the hall.'"
"This is true. You are the emperor, and you are rich in gold. - Tomorrow, ask Xiao Weizi to take the golden chiming bell that Qianer sent as a tribute to Wu Liuyi; and Suo'etu's wife has passed away, you
The master must also be taken care of!" While Kangxi listened, Nuonuo promised repeatedly: "I have given Suo'etu five hundred taels of gold." The Empress Dowager then stood up and said: "We are going, there is no need to order breakfast.
I made it outside, so Sister Man sent a few people to my place to pick it up. Please advise your master to bring in an extra bowl of food!"
As soon as the Empress Dowager left, Kangxi smiled and scolded Aunt Sumala: "What a big deal, you went to call the Empress Dowager again and treated me to a meal." Seeing that there was no one in the palace, Aunt Sumala,
He didn't stick to his words and replied with a smile: "Long live my words, but I don't mean what I say. I said that I won't see anyone today. I suddenly went out to see the mourning keeper early in the morning. Think about it, can I not be afraid?"
Kangxi looked proud and said with a smile: "Although what you said yesterday is reasonable, as the emperor, I am too scared to see my ministers, so why don't I help him even more?" "Then I have to tell you!
"Aunt Sumala said, "It's good to be on guard. Xiao Weizi is not here, and there is no useful person at hand... Your Majesty is too rash!"
While the two were talking, Xiao Maozi came in with a tea tray. Kangxi picked it up and took a sip. He suddenly remembered that Aunt Suma once told a story about this man fighting Namo in the teahouse, and asked: "What's your name?"
What's your name? Aren't you waiting in the teahouse?"
Xiao Maozi was about to leave when he heard the emperor asking him. He hurriedly put the tea tray under his arm, took a step back and knelt down and said: "Slave Qian Xixin, but everyone calls me 'Maozi'. - It turns out that in
I work in the teahouse, and thanks to Long Live Lord, Sister Su promoted me to be the leader now."
"Just call me Xiao Maozi," Kangxi said. "This is much better than your original name!"
“Hey——” Xiao Maozi hurriedly kowtowed and said loudly, “From now on, I will be called Xiao Maozi, my surname is ‘Xiao’, and my name is ‘Maozi’!”
It was originally a very ordinary thing, but Xiao Maozi answered like this. Aunt Sumala next to her couldn't help laughing, and stopped. Kangxi asked again: "Is your mother's illness getting better? I heard that you are very good."
"Filial piety, do your job well, tell the Ministry of Internal Affairs tomorrow and ask them to give you a better job, and your problem of not making progress will be corrected."
"If Long Live Lord is happy, I'll reward Xiao Mao Zi with a few rewards. You can see Long Live Lord here every day, what better job can there be than this!" Xiao Mao Zi said with eyes like a tiger, "By God, God and Buddha
May you be blessed with great blessings and long life, may the world be prosperous, may peace be eternal, may all the people praise you!”
Some of these words were read by Xiao Maozi from laymen's annual posts, some were heard from teahouse storytellers, and some were captured in pieces by ministers when they were performing their duties, and they were forced together. They sounded nondescript, but he said
It was extremely fluent. Kangxi couldn't hold back a sip of tea and spit it out. Aunt Sumala covered her mouth with a handkerchief and laughed so hard that she couldn't control herself.
Xiao Maozi was stunned: "Long live the Lord, didn't I say it right?"
"Not bad, not bad!" Kangxi was very happy, "You are right. Wan Niang rewarded him with fifty taels of silver!"
After Xiao Maozi thanked him and went out, Kangxi said to Aunt Sumala: "This child is very interesting and useful. You should take more care of him!" Aunt Sumala hurriedly bowed and replied: "Yes."
"Also." Kangxi hesitated before saying, "If you have time in a few days, you should go and see Cui Gu and ask her about her life experience and what kind of issues she has with Hong Chengchou. Come back and tell me."
After Baiyunguan set fire to the Shangu store, the superficial relationship between Kangxi and Aobai's monarchs and ministers had greatly eased. Aobai still complained of illness, so every three to five days, Kangxi would order Zhang Wanqiang and others to send some ginseng, yarrow, and velvet velvet.
, osmanthus and other precious medicinal materials were given to Aobai; Aobai sealed the yellow box that was brought up, and always added the sentence "whether the decision is approved or not, Fu Wei Shengjue" was always added to the memorial to express his politeness.
But secretly, both of them knew that the relationship between monarch and minister was over, and they were stepping up their preparations. Half a month after summoning Ao Bai, Ao Bai sent a memorial, impeaching Feng Mingjun, who patrolled the Yamen in the five cities, for neglecting his duties and causing the West Sea There was a fire in the pavilion, so he was demoted two levels and temporarily assigned to the military affairs of the Nine Gates Admiral's Mansion. The Nine Gates Admiral Wu Liuyi will discuss it separately.
"Here we come!" Kangxi read the book in the Qianqing Palace and was shocked and excited. He quietly returned to the Yangxin Hall to discuss it with Aunt Sumala.
"Let's refute it first," Kangxi said, "Feng Mingjun is obviously his personal person. Is it okay to hand over the duties of the Nine Gate Guards to him?"
"Xiao Weizi said that Suo'etu and Xiong Cilu have discussed this matter, so why not ask them?" Aunt Sumala looked at the memorial, frowned and replied, "Maybe just let this person named Feng Hand it over to the Ministry for discussion!" As he was close to his eyes, Kangxi was surprised to find that there were fine wrinkles on Aunt Sumala's forehead.
"No!" Kangxi said flatly, "Suo, the two Xiongs are too conspicuous. It is not appropriate to summon them into the palace in full view of everyone. It is even more impossible to communicate with the Ministry. The Ministry of Personnel is there to help the world, and this is the case when discussing, and this is also the case when not discussing!"
"Then stay in the middle school!" Aunt Sumala thought about it carefully and felt it made sense, but Ao Bai's questions were too tricky, and she couldn't think of any good ideas at the moment. "We'll wait for a few days before we think about it."
"In less than three days," Kangxi stood up and wandered around the room, "Obai must ask what the purpose of staying here is. How can I answer it correctly?"
"I'm going to look for Xiao Weizi and see what they think about it, and I'll also take a look at Cuigu." After Aunt Sumara finished speaking, she went to the West Pavilion to change her clothes. When she came out, she said to Kangxi, "Mr. Wu said:' The reason why Mount Tai collapses in front but remains unchanged is because the heart is unmoved.' As soon as the folds were brought up, don't worry, Long live the Lord. He kept them all and said that he would fast today and go to the incense sticks with the Empress Dowager tomorrow, without reading the folds. It's not a military report, so what's the hurry? I'll go see what the people outside say first." Then he called for someone to prepare the car. Kangxi hurriedly said: "It's very cold, so take that plain fox fur and call him. Xiao Weizi transfers it to Mr. Wu!"
After leaving the palace through the west corner gate and bypassing the bustling vegetable market, Lagu Sumala saw that the road was not too crowded with pedestrians. It was the end of the year and it had not snowed all winter. It seemed dry and cold. Occasionally there were still leaves on the branches beside the road. There were a few dead leaves hanging, struggling in the howling north wind, adding to the chilling atmosphere. But since there were no trees in the Forbidden City, all I saw every day were yellow glazed tiles and blue bricks, which made me feel upset. Suddenly I left the Forbidden City. , Aunt Sumala still felt an indescribable sense of magnanimity and joy. The little eunuch who had changed into casual clothes also raised her whip and shouted happily. Four horses trotted along the familiar road, and the sounds of people, carriages and horses, and shouts were intertwined. When they got up, they were very harmonious, and Aunt Sumala felt at ease. Suddenly a piece of dead leaf was blown into the sedan by a sharp cold wind. She picked it up and played with it repeatedly in her hands, suddenly remembering the long and short sentences of the song "My Concubine's Unfortunate Life" When the son came, he whispered in his mouth:
Autumn leaves have fallen, and the beauty has withered and fallen into the dusty wind. Just believe in the mat, and my life is hard to bear! How can it be muddy in the rain, and the ditch turns and drifts? The eyebrows are frowning, how can the green green remain: but the rain is merciless, and the wind is merciless!
She is a Manchu girl. Even in matters of marriage, she is so simple and straightforward that Han men can't match them. Over the past few years, she has read a lot of books with Wu Ciyou under Kangxi and gained a lot of knowledge. I don't know when her temperament started to change. , something has changed. Suddenly she felt that she was really naive...a bit unlike a girl. Now if the matter of hiring a teacher came up again, she would not go out in public to "discuss knowledge" with a strange man. Thinking of this, she smiled secretly, and tightened her lips as if she was afraid of someone stealing. The carriage stopped steadily and had already arrived at the door of Wei Dongting's house.
Wei Dongting was not at home, and the new housekeeper at the door—Stubborn Donkey— insisted on turning away the guests because he did not know the young eunuch who was driving the carriage. The two of them blushed and almost quarreled. Aunt Sumala could hear it from inside.
Impatiently, he waved the curtain away with a "swipe" sound, leaned out from the car and said: "Butler, it's me! Don't you recognize me?"
The stubborn donkey was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said: "He said earlier that it was Wan Niang who came, so he would have saved a lot of words. But he said that Aunt Su was so troubled!" Aunt Sumala got out of the car and said with a smile:
"I can't blame him, it's because I didn't explain it clearly!" With that said, he followed the stubborn donkey in.
He Guizhu came out early to welcome him, and while he was busy offering his seat to pour tea, he said: "It's a bad luck for you to come. Today, Mr. Wei and a few of the guys went out early. First, they wanted to send Mingzhu to a hospital that specializes in treating bone injuries."
I want to see a doctor at my doctor's office, and secondly, I want to meet Mr. Wu." As he said this, he also laughed, "I have a bad head, and I can no longer remember many things."
"Where is Mr. Wu?" Aunt Sumala took a sip of tea and asked calmly.
"Mr. Wu is feeling unwell and is lying in the back!"
"I've never been here before, please take me to have a look." Aunt Sumala said and stood up. (To be continued)