The 43rd Chapter Wu Ciyou Returns to the Mountain Wei Dongtingshen
One day, his happiness came to naught. Wei Dongting came to Yuepeng Store in dismay. He saw that Mu Zixu and others were not there, but Wu Ciyou was sorting books. At this time, he was mumbling when he wanted to speak, and he was staggering when he wanted to walk. Wu Ciyou looked pale.
, if he was seriously ill, he thought it was caused by the hot weather, and was about to express his condolences when he heard Wu Ciyou say: "Huchen, I already know about Wan Niang becoming a monk. You don't need to comfort me. I... can think of it."
Even Wei Dongting didn't know about this. He was very surprised when he heard it and asked quickly: "Why did she become a monk? Did you listen to what Mingzhu said?"
Wu Ciyou didn't answer, but after a while he said: "You don't have to ask who said it. Your Majesty is extremely sage and wise, and he treats me with great kindness and justice. I also understand very clearly the affection Wan Niang has for me. As long as the two people are of the same mind, this kind of thing can be done."
Why should we care about morning and evening? Huchen, I can think of this, don’t worry!”
This seemed to be comforting Wei Dongting. Wei Dongting was dumbfounded and didn't know how to respond. Wu Ciyou looked pale and said slowly: "Wan Niang was a talented woman with a noble status. I, Wu Ciyou, am not worthy of her, but her love is as heavy as a mountain. How can I do it for her?"
You unjust person!" After saying this, he remained silent.
"What are you going to do, sir?" Wei Dongting couldn't hold it in anymore and finally asked.
"Retreat to the spring forest, wander around the world, go boating with the water, and dance with cranes in a peaceful world."
"Ah!" Wei Dongting couldn't help but be shocked, "I know that the emperor values your husband as much as Xiong, asking all the gentlemen. If your husband is frustrated in love, how can he be in ruins from now on?"
"You are telling the truth," Wu Ciyou nodded. "We have had a close relationship over the past few years. But neither you nor Mingzhu understand me as well as you do now. I believe that the emperor will definitely agree to my request."
"Have you already paid homage to Zhezi?" Wei Dongting asked in surprise.
"Well," Wu Ciyou said calmly, "I am lazy by nature, and I can't bear the turmoil in the capital. I am even more tired of the ups and downs in the officialdom, the intrigues, and the strife with each other. Over the past few years, I have been getting along with the Holy Master. The righteousness between the monarch and his ministers has become increasingly important, and the relationship between teachers and students has become stronger.
As my love grows deeper, I shouldn't behave in such a mediocre manner for a woman. But over the years, I have experienced some human incidents and experienced some political turmoil. I thought that at this time, I could retreat in a transcendental way, and I could use my whole body and my full name.
The whole story: Once you enter the official world, you will be addicted to it for a long time, and you may not be able to extricate yourself."
He still talked eloquently: "Huchen, you have read a lot of books in recent years. Has anyone with my temperament ever assisted the emperor in his career since ancient times? You shook your head, which proves that what I saw is not true.
It's ridiculous. Some talented people only know how to advance and don't know how to retreat, and they end up trapping the emperor in injustice! This is one level; the other level is that the emperor now has to do two major things: to cut down the regime, there is no need to use me as a weak scholar; to promote saints
"Tao, there is no need for me to hold power in the court; swimming in the rivers and lakes, singing songs for the prosperous times of the Holy Dynasty, isn't it better than being in the court?"
The latter words were all written by Wu Ciyou in the memorial. The smell of Lao Zhuang was very strong, but Wei Dongting had never heard of it. Thinking of his own family, he also sighed: "Sir, I want to imitate Li Qinglian in giving money back to the mountain. His high integrity is commendable, but it's just
I always feel it is a pity that Mr. Wang is so talented."
"I expect the emperor will think so too," Wu Ciyou said with a half-smile, "but the emperor is so talented and far-sighted that no one can match him, so he will certainly be able to leave this world behind."
"I want to learn from you too!" Wei Dongting said with a sad smile, "I can go boating on the five lakes and travel all over the world without losing my true character as a hero."
Wu Ciyou smiled and said: "Why bother? You are different from me. If you think about it, you will understand. I heard from Mingzhu that the emperor intends to let you go to Jinling on errands. According to me, it is not bad for you to stay in Jinling forever."
Here, he hesitated, "I only say this to close friends. If you don't like it, just pretend I didn't say it!"
Wei Dongting returned to the foot of Hufang Bridge with a sad heart. He changed his court clothes and was about to enter the palace to see Kangxi. He wanted to cry bitterly in front of the emperor to vent his depression. Just as he was about to go out, he saw a man in his thirties.
The stranger came in and called Qian'er and said: "This slave will be separated from the general from now on!" Wei Dongting couldn't help but said in surprise: "I don't know Shi, who are you?"
The man smiled and said: "I have been with your uncle for five years, and now I don't know my slave?"
Wei Dongting was stunned for a moment, looked carefully and then suddenly woke up and said: "You are not an old disciple...how can you..."
"My slave is originally from the Thirteenth Yamen." The man laughed, "Master Xiong saw that this villain was poor, so he recommended him to serve the uncle. He was also afraid that you would be too young and immature, so he pretended to be like this and deceived the uncle for five years!
I have finished my errand here, so I am going to take a long leave. Please forgive me!"
Wei Dongting felt dizzy and almost slumped down on his chair. He managed to stay still and said with a smile: "They are all the emperor's messengers, so I have wronged you. I can't give you anything as a gift today, so just express my feelings with these two hundred taels of silver!"
After seeing off his "old disciple", Wei Dongting felt weak all over and his legs were weak, but he still picked up his energy and rode to the Forbidden City to meet Kangxi. When he arrived at the Longzong Gate, he met Suo Etu accompanied by Wu Liuyi and Xiong Cilu.
When they came over, the four people looked at each other silently for a moment without saying anything, and then they said goodbye solemnly.
After walking a few steps, the iron beggar suddenly turned around and called Wei Dongting to stop.
"Brother Huchen," Tie Beggar said with a muscle twitch on his face, "You probably don't know yet, but something happened to Hao Laosi!"
Wei Dongting asked in horror: "What's going on?"
"It's not a serious matter," said the iron beggar, "I think he and Banbul Shan were conspiring against each other and have been imprisoned by Dali Temple!"
"How could it be?" Wei Dongting broke out in a cold sweat and said goodbye to Wu Liuyi with support. When he entered the Yangxin Hall, he still felt his heart pounding wildly.
Kangxi seemed as if nothing had happened at this time. When he heard Wei Dongting sign up, he kept saying: "Come in, I'm about to send someone to find you!" It seemed that Wei Dongting was treated with courtesy and favor as usual, and he didn't even care about Aunt Sumala.
Take it very seriously.
Both Mingzhu and Lang Ling were standing in the palace. Wei Dongting still followed the etiquette of guards meeting the emperor and said hello. He stood up and apologized and said with a smile: "The emperor stayed up late again, and the circles under his eyes are a little dark. He should save his labors."
Cherish it!”
"Xiao Weizi!" Kangxi said with a smile, "Look at what is written on the pillars of the palace. If these three important things cannot be accomplished, I will be hungry and restless for several more years!"
Wei Dongting looked up and saw that a banner had been hung on the court pillar, which read "San Francisco, Water Transport, River Service". He once heard Aunt Sumala say that the emperor had written these six words in his own hand.
After writing it, he put it away, but unexpectedly it hung up again, making it particularly eye-catching. Wei Dongting pondered for a while, then smiled and said: "The emperor's talent and strategy are admirable! It's just that the big things here have just been dealt with, and his vitality has not yet been restored.
, I’m afraid it’s not advisable to go into a big fight, right?”
"Get up!" Kangxi couldn't bear to see him like this, and sighed, "People's hearts are unpredictable, how can you know his privacy? This matter has now been confirmed. He is not seeking refuge with Ao Bai, but Banbulshan.
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"Long live!" Mingzhu, who was standing by, bowed and asked, "Although Hao has committed a heinous crime, it is inconvenient for me to plead for mercy on his behalf. However, I beg the emperor to allow me to go to the execution ground to pay my respects to my old love."
"That's all." Kangxi muttered, "The Dali Temple has not yet conducted a joint trial. How he should be convicted depends on the ministry's decision." At this point, Kangxi suddenly thought about it. He looked up at Wei Dongting and Mingzhu and said, "I'll see.
For your sake, give him a whole corpse." After saying that, he stood up and went to the imperial case. He picked up the ink pen and marked a line of words and handed it to Lang Xing, saying: "Go to Dali Temple quickly to take the person out and send him back to Yuepeng shop.
Bar!"
Wei Dongting sobbed: "The emperor's kind heart will be remembered in the hearts of the slaves. Even Hao Laosi should be grateful to the ground!"
After a while, Kangxi nodded again and sighed to Wei Dongting: "It's not easy for me to get together with you. Your mother and son have been by my side for many years. In terms of your talents, I really want to reuse you, but I think you have been exhausted mentally and physically over the past few years.
I really can’t bear to let you take risks and get into trouble again. Just stay with me and work hard for a few more years. I’ll let you go in the future and take your mother with you to take up the post. What do you think?”
These words were sincere and heart-warming. To put it bluntly, Wei Dongting was moved to tears. Mingzhu and Langma were also deeply impressed by the kindness of Kangxi's holy heart, so they remained silent. However, Kangxi continued to talk:
"After experiencing this extraordinary change, I believe that God has a destiny more and more. With the blessing of God and the help of the people, I have turned the crisis into safety. From now on, no matter what risks I experience, I will no longer be afraid!" At this point,
He let out a long sigh and said, "After all, human power is limited, and destiny cannot be violated. As far as the matter of Mr. Wu and Aunt Sumala is concerned, I am the emperor, but I can't force myself. How can I not sigh!"
"Although Wan Niang's matter cannot be undone," Mingzhu said hurriedly, "Whether Wu Ciyou returns to seclusion or not is still decided by the Emperor. I think Mr. Wu's qualifications are rare in the world. Please pay more attention to it!" Lang Ling also said: "Slave.
A man speaks softly and shouldn't talk too much, but according to the servants who serve the king day and night, and what the ministers said, they all have high praise for Mr. Wu. I wonder why the Holy One allowed him to return to the mountain with his crown?"
"How do you know Mr. Wu?" Kangxi pressed his hand lightly on the table, obviously concealing his inner excitement. "He is not consistent with the civil and military knowledge of the Manchu Dynasty. If a tree is beautiful in the forest, the wind will destroy it; if it is tall, it will be destroyed by the wind.
In the world, everyone must be dissatisfied. Now that everyone says he is good, it is my flag to fight against. In fact, some people have long been jealous of his talent and hate him with itch! With Mr. Wu's generosity, if he does not experience the world, he will fall into the trap in the future.
The trap of cunning ministers is something that can be predicted. How will I deal with it at that time, and how will I deal with it? This is the first. Second, Mr. Wu is a contemporary talent and is famous all over the world. If he is placed in the world,
, among the Han Confucian scholars, no one can replace this identity and this deed! This is the so-called principle of the emperor who can be obtained and become a friend, and who cannot be obtained and is a minister! It is also very interesting to be a commoner friend of me. Dong
Ting, you can tell him what I have said, and hope that he will remember my teacher-student friendship for many years and never return home. Whenever there is a petition for impeachment, it can be done as usual, and each department shall not block it without any excuse!"
"Hey!" Wei Dongting responded quickly, not knowing whether it was astringent, bitter or sweet, so he just swallowed the jujube in one gulp, "My master, I have such deep affection for Mr. Wu, I will admire it for the rest of my life!"
At this point in Kangxi's long speech, he also felt tired and said: "You all kneel down in peace! Xiao Weizi can also go to Zhongcui Palace to see Aunt Sumala. You have been together for seven years, and you are different from Mingzhu and the others." Mingzhu originally said.
He was most afraid of seeing Aunt Sumala; after hearing Kangxi's words, he naturally didn't need to go, as it suited him anyway.
Wei Dongting came out after receiving the order and braved the scorching sun to go to Zhongcui Palace to see La Aunt Suma. Several gray-haired maids in the cold palace told him: "Master Huizhen went to practice Zen with the Empress Dowager. Mr. Wei must go back first. If so,
If you have anything to say, please leave it to us; or just wait here for a while, I will definitely come back after lunch."
Only then did Wei Dongting know that after her ordination, Aunt Sumala changed her Buddhist name to "Huizhen". He also thought of the ending of Yingying in "Huizhen Ji". She chose this Buddhist name, which was very likely to have a homophonic sound.
Feeling more and more miserable, he immediately said: "I came here with the imperial edict, how can I go back without meeting you? Just make it convenient for you, I will just sit here and wait." After that, he sat down on the blue stone steps in front of the temple.
Wei Dongting was sitting in front of the small Buddha hall, but when he heard the wind stirring the bamboo trees and the faint chirping of cicadas in the imperial garden, he couldn't help but feel moved. He meditated on Kangxi's words just now, and remembered the scene when he first met Wu Ciyou at the edge of the West River and Yue Peng.
In the shop, he cooked wine and discussed fame, and suddenly recalled his friendship with Hao Laosi. Thinking of this, he felt more and more despair, and he made up his mind to ask the emperor to allow him to give up martial arts and pursue literature. If he could accompany the breeze like Mr. Wu, he would look at the bright moon.
, waving the wolf hair and chanting loudly, he was satisfied.
While I was in a trance, I heard the palace maid announce: "Master Huizhen is back!"
When Wei Dongting looked up hurriedly, he saw Aunt Sumala, who was dressed in all her clothes. She was dressed in pure clothes and had bright wrists. Her face was like frost, and she walked in slowly. She couldn't help being startled. When Aunt Sumala saw that it was Wei Dongting, she clasped her hands together and said coldly.
Leng asked: "Businessman, where do you come from?"
Wei Dongting was about to reply with a smile, but suddenly thought of his own worries, he hurriedly restrained his smile, put his hands together and saluted, "Fang came from the Holy Sage to visit the master."
Aunt Sumala did not answer and walked in. Wei Dongting had no idea, so he had to follow in. Seeing that Aunt Sumala was already meditating on the futon in front of the Buddha, he also sat down casually and said, "Mr. Wu will ask Master
With regards to you, Mr. Wu will return south in the near future. Whether he can enter the capital in the future is a matter of uncertainty. If you have any wishes that you don’t have, I will do my best to help you."
"He is also a person who knows current affairs and sees worldly affairs more thoroughly than a layman." Aunt Sumala's face turned slightly red. "A layman is a person in the world of fame and fortune. He doesn't know that people should 'come from where they are and go where they are going.'"
'." After a moment, Aunt Sumala said again, "In the opinion of this poor monk, among you, the one who is the brightest is the most intelligent. I hope you will do your best!" After that, he tapped the wooden fish lightly, closed his eyes and murmured something.
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"Come from where you came, go to where you are going" is a Buddhist Zen saying. After hearing what Aunt Sumala said, Wei Dongting secretly felt ashamed: Why didn't he think of it? He had a lot to tell Aunt Sumala, and
I really wanted to ask Aunt Sumala what was on her mind. If I could tell it frankly, it would be easier to tell Mr. Wu. Who would have thought that Aunt Sumala seemed to want to cut off all the connections in the world with one stroke and ignore him. He then smiled and said
"The big seclusion in the court has been chosen by the master; the small seclusion in the wild has been taken by Mr. Wu. I have no choice but to hide in the city. I will come back to disturb the master in a few days!" After saying this, he bowed his head and left. Su
Malagu didn't get up to see her off, and the sound of the wooden fish still continued, but suddenly became louder and more urgent. (To be continued)
