The forty-fourth chapter: Emperor Kangxi's interpretation of Wang Jizhen, Wu Ciyou Wuchan
The sudden changes in the army and the disappearance of Xiao Maozi caused Kangxi to be greatly shocked. In his opinion, these two incidents were related to the situation on the Western Front and the safety of the palace. The commotion inside and outside was so great that it could not be ignored. So he returned
That night in Beijing, they summoned Xiong Cilu, Suo'etu and Mingzhu. I originally wanted to hear their countermeasures, but unexpectedly, the three of them were like quarrels and fell out first.
"Long live," Suo'etu said, "I remember that in the ninth year of Kangxi, Mingzhu went to Shaanxi on orders. When he came back, he boasted about how loyal he was. Now, he kills court ministers without permission and raises his troops. I should ask Mingzhu to explain this matter clearly.
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When Kangxi looked at Mingzhu, he saw beads of sweat on his head. But Mingzhu had always been unfazed by changes and quickly calmed down. He smiled lightly and said, "The emperor knows about this from beginning to end."
Xiong Cilu said coldly: "Long live, there are some who don't know."
"Mr. Dongyuan," Mingzhu sneered, "you are a famous minister of Neo-Confucianism, do you sound like a gentleman when you say such a thing?"
Xiong Cilu blushed when asked.
Mingzhu laughed and said: "Since I was guilty in the ninth year of Kangxi's reign, why did I join the impeachment today? In front of Long Live, you should have made it clear long ago, why are you hiding your head and showing your tail like this? I don't know how you agreed in private - you came to deceive me.
Or are you here to deceive you? If you deceive me, Mingzhu is willing to be deceived in my private residence; if you deceive you, what crime should you do?"
"Shut up!" Kangxi was furious when he saw that he had gone off topic at the beginning. He glared at the three of them and said, "That's outrageous! I've called you here to discuss the matter with Wu Sangui. I don't want to hear you criticizing each other!"
He slammed the paperweight on the case and even Wei Dongting, who was guarding the door, was startled. After a long time, Kangxi ordered again: "Send Wang Jizhen to come in!"
Suo'etu showed no fear and knelt down hurriedly and said: "What I said is exactly what happened to *. Mingzhu accepted bribes from * in Shaanxi and came back to deceive the Holy Lord, causing the tragic death of the country's frontier official. He advocated the withdrawal of the vassal, and saw that it was broken.
Erken and others will never come back. Such officials who are causing chaos in the country should actually surrender to the tigers and punish them to thank the world!"
"Is there such a thing—did you take a bribe?"
"No!" Mingzhu knelt down with a plop and replied defiantly, "Suo'etu wants to borrow a knife to kill someone today, but he disagrees with the slave about the withdrawal of the vassal state. Long live the slave's decision!"
There was no way to verify the bribery at hand. Kangxi pondered for a long time, sat back, and suddenly laughed and said: "What a surprise, the three of you started a quarrel by beheading your heads! How can we work together? It is mine to remove the vassal state.
What does the idea have to do with Mingzhu? Even if Mingzhu does not agree with the withdrawal of the vassal state, I will still do it! Do you want to punish me as the culprit?" The weight of these words was too heavy, and Xiong Cilu and Suo'etu knelt down to apologize.
But Kangxi said again: "Why don't I know how difficult it is to withdraw from the vassal state? I am ready to commit suicide if I fail. Do you know that?"
The three ministers were so frightened that they trembled all over and turned pale when they looked at each other.
"You are surprised, aren't you?" Kangxi smiled calmly, "I do not deny the common sense of life and death, but the power of the world must not be left aside and should be unified! I would rather die for the cause of Tang Zong and Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty than to follow the example of the Eastern Jin Dynasty and the Southern Song Dynasty.
Born!"
"Yes! I understand... I understand!" Xiong Cilu kowtowed hurriedly, "I don't know the general situation, I don't know the overall situation. I beg you to punish me!" Suo'etu and Mingzhu also nodded repeatedly. "That's right. We are currently a formidable enemy.
In front of you, all the kings and ministers of the imperial court should share the same hatred of the enemy and go forward together. A true man establishes his virtues, establishes his words, and performs meritorious deeds at this moment! Let me reconcile for you! From now on, no one is allowed to use his will again. What do you think, Xiong Dongyuan, Suo Laosan?
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"twitter!"
"What about you?" Kangxi asked Mingzhu again.
"A slave is nothing in the first place." Mingzhu kowtowed and replied, then smiled and said, "If you think carefully about your original intention, it is also for the country and the country. This slave's head has really brought peace to the world. Isn't it right to be chopped off?——
Don't worry, gentlemen, Mingzhu doesn't know how to hold grudges!"
"This is the demeanor of a minister!" Kangxi's anger calmed down, and then he asked again, "What should Wang Jizhen do? Kill, release, or detain?"
"Kill!" Mingzhu replied without hesitation. Just now Suo'etu said that he had accepted bribes, and in order to express himself, he had to be so cruel. "*For letting down the holy grace so much, the courtiers outside have long been talking about it. Since it is contrary to the contrary, the court will
You cannot show weakness." Suo'etu also said: "The crime of treason is an unforgivable crime! The law has long stipulated that if there is no distinction between superiors and subordinates, you will be punished by death!"
Kangxi nodded and looked at Xiong Cilu again. Xiong Cilu said: "Now that the government and the public are in shock, they all say that Wang Ji Zhen should be killed. I have a foolish opinion. It is better to imprison him so that he can not concentrate on using troops..." Kangxi stood up after hearing this.
After going back and forth a few times, he said, "I asked Mr. Wu yesterday, and he thought it would be better to let it go!"
Xiong Cilu raised his head in surprise and asked Kangxi with his eyes: Why did Wu Ciyou, who always paid attention to the art of restoring Han, become kind-hearted? Kangxi smiled, he couldn't make up his mind at the moment, and decided to meet Wang Jizhen first, and then decide based on the situation.
So he asked Wei Dongting outside the palace: "Is Wang Jizhen here?"
Wang Jizhen had already arrived, and because there was a discussion inside, the stubborn donkey stopped him in front of the hanging flower gate outside the Yangxin Hall to wait for orders. When he heard the call from inside, Wang Jizhen hurriedly agreed: "I'm here!" He carefully put down his horse-shoe sleeves and bowed his waist in a hurry.
Stepping inside, he prostrated himself in the tunnel and said, "Slave Wang Ji Zhen respectfully wishes His Majesty's blessing!"
There was no answer. When Wang Jizhen took a peek, Kangxi was the only one pacing back and forth. There seemed to be a few people beside him, but they didn't dare to look up. The Yangxin Hall was extremely quiet, and she could only hear the sound of Kangxi's boots and the clicking of the self-ringing clock.
Voice.
"Your father rebelled!" Kangxi suddenly asked, "Do you know?"
"Ah!" Wang Jizhen exclaimed, looking at Kangxi with frightened eyes, her teeth chattering, and she replied hurriedly and tremblingly: "Minion... Minion... I don't know, there are some, some rumors in recent days... Please
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There was another moment of silence, and several pieces of paper fell in front of Wang Jizhen. He held them up with both hands and read only a few sentences. Cold sweat broke out on his face. He absentmindedly held the paper to the pearl next to him, his whole body shaking as if he was shaking.
There was chattering in the mouth, but not a single word came out.
"What do you think?" Kangxi's eyes suddenly became aggressive.
"Listen... let me live long live... I'm going... let's go..." Wang Jizhen was as paralyzed as a pile of mud.
At this time, Kangxi was also thinking nervously. Killing this man was easier than killing an ant. However, Wu Ciyou believed that the Communist Party was not strong in his anti-revolutionary aspirations. Killing his son would only inspire him to be determined to be the enemy of the imperial court to the end. This could not be done.
It makes no sense. He wants to see Wang Jizhen because he wants to see this piece of information. If he is a talented and knowledgeable person, of course he will kill him. Seeing him like this now, he is relieved, but if he just lets it go, it will be unavoidable.
Cheaper*.
"You, a young master like Ma Yaozi, are so brave?" Kangxi made up his mind and said teasingly, "Raise your head and listen to me! People in the world are rebelling against each other. I don't believe that your father will really rebel. If he really rebels,
Come on, if I don’t kill him, God will kill him! Moro has always been a frivolous person. Many of your father’s men are thieves. It was difficult to control the old troops of the thieves, which triggered this mutiny. He was
There are times when you can’t hold back your body!”
"This is the imperial court's grace and a clear lesson from the Long Live Lord!" Wang Jizhen never expected that Kangxi would say this, and she kowtowed repeatedly.
"The reason why I called you here -" Kangxi said while thinking, "go back at night and announce my order: your father's crime was negligence, and the people below did it behind his back to kill Moro. I know it very well.
.Tell him to make up his mind, restrain everyone, guard Pingliang for me, and don’t listen to others’ instigation. As long as he has merit, I will not even kill Moro in the future!”
"Yes Yes Yes!"
"You must be thinking in your heart that if I speak nicely now, I will break the appointment later, right?"
"Yes - I don't dare!" Wang Jizhen didn't know how to answer.
"It's up to you whether you dare to think so or not!" Kangxi said, "If your father really rebels, how can I not kill you? When your father came to Beijing to see me, he gave him a
Panlong Leopard Tail Spear, you ask him to take it out and take a good look at it, think about it carefully, it will be a great achievement to save the matter, my reward is not enough, how can I kill him?"
"twitter!"
"Go ahead!" Kangxi waved his hand and ordered Lang Ling standing at the entrance of the palace, "Go to the Ministry of War to get him a pass inspection!" Then Wang Jizhen fell to the ground to thank him and left, soaked in sweat.
"Long live," Suo'etu asked in surprise, "Let him go like this?" Xiong Cilu also said, "Long live, once he leaves, he will have no worries anymore. Long live, you should think about it carefully!" Mingzhu smiled and said.
: "The slave thinks that the master's handling is excellent. If he really rebels, why should he care whether he has a son or not? It's a great blessing that Wang Jizhen can talk back when he goes back. But if he doesn't listen, it's no big deal. What use can such a weakling be put to?
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Mingzhu, this slave, could see his own thoughts so clearly that Kangxi couldn't help but frown, but said: "You should go and see Mr. Wu. He is upset, so don't let everyone go there. Alas, my teacher is not good at nature.
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Wu Ciyou has gradually recovered, but his expression is indifferent and dull, and he has been sitting for half a day. Kangxi listened to the imperial doctor's words and still placed him in He Guizhu's mansion - the Yuepeng Store in those days has been changed to He Guizhu's private residence -
The old scenes are shocking and the past is piercing the heart. It is the easiest to regain consciousness. As expected, it seems like one day at a time. During this period, Xiong Cilu, Mingzhu, Suo'etu, Wei Dongting and Wei Dongting's brothers came to visit him several times. Everyone saw that he was getting better and better.
He was still worried about visiting Zhou Peigong, so he felt relieved. Unexpectedly, on the day when Yun Niang died, Wu Ciyou stopped eating, lit incense and sat in silence with his eyes closed. He was comforted by any laurel pillars in every possible way, but he just smiled and said nothing. Until the next day,
Only then did He Guizhu realize that he was determined to commit suicide! He couldn't help but panic and hurriedly entered the palace to see Kangxi.
Kangxi was holding a hand-burner and was lost in thought. Tu Hai and Zhou Peigong were standing on both sides with their hands down. There was a garrison map of the Gyeonggi flag camp on the table. Seeing He Guizhu hurried in, he thought that Xiao Maozi's letter was there, so Kangxi put the hand-burner on the table.
On the big Kang, after he finished the ceremony, Fang slowly asked: "Have you seen Wang Zhenbang?"
"Returning to the master," He Guizhu was startled for a moment and said hurriedly, "I met Qian'er. He said he didn't know where Xiao Maozi had gone. I went to Wu Yingxiong's place twice. The man at the door said that Wu Yingxiong was ill and could not be seen.
Guest." Kangxi thought silently for a while, and then asked: "Mr. Wu, is he feeling better?" He Guizhu vaguely agreed and said, "This is what I came for. The illness is irrelevant. I just don't eat or drink."
, as if he wanted to commit suicide. The slave thought that maybe if the master saw him, he might be fine."
"His illness is still caused by me. I'm afraid it won't be solved by just trying to persuade him." Kangxi sighed, "But I'd better go there. Sigh, there are a lot of things going on here...but the busier they are, the more things happen!" Picture
After hearing this, Hai asked: "Isn't Wu's condition better? Why not announce that he is here?" Kangxi said with a smile: "You dare to use the word 'Wu', you are very courageous! He is different from you, you are mine.
My slave, he is my mentor!"
Zhou Peigong understood Kangxi's intention and was not planning to use Wu Ciyou as an official in the cabinet, so he bowed and apologized and said with a smile: "Mr. Wu has been very kind to me. I have not yet met him when he came to Beijing this time. Can I let me go and have a look first?"
"Heart disease is difficult to cure!" Kangxi said with some embarrassment.
"Buddhism is boundless." Zhou Peigong replied.
Kangxi's eyes flashed and he said with a smile: "Okay, I really have it for you!" He already had an idea, "Let's do it this way. Master Bodhi from Mount Wutai comes to Beijing and hangs orders at Dajue Temple. The Empress Dowager and I have met several times. It's true.
He is a wise and eminent monk. You and He Guizhu have made an appointment with Mr. Wu to go with you. Please shock his obsession with the teachings of the Three Vehicles. Maybe it will be good - at least he will not seek shortcomings again. You go, I have my own arrangements!
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Zhou Peigong and He Guizhu made an appointment with Mingzhu to come to Yuepeng Store together at the beginning of the year. As soon as Mingzhu entered the door, he asked He Guizhu's attendant: "Where is sir? Are you still meditating at this moment?" The attendant bowed and replied: "
Mr. Wu is making a fuss!" The three of them looked at each other after hearing this, and when they came to the eaves of the back hall and stood up to look through the window, they couldn't help but be stunned: it turned out that there was an incense table inside, with four plates on it, and
Delicate snacks, the fragrance of letters lingered, and the room was filled with silence - Wu Ciyou kowtowed and stood up, unfolding the poem and reciting it aloud:
On the seventeenth day of the twelfth lunar month in the twelfth year of Kangxi's reign, Wu Ciyou, a Yangzhou scholar who was the most ruthless, ungrateful and maddening scholar in the world, would like to present himself in the presence of Yunniang, the graceful and beautiful goddess, with a graceful manner, a small object of four colors and a glass of wine.
With eternal sorrow and boundless hatred, Chen Yuzhong said: I don’t know who a woman is when she is born. I have the unique skill of holding the red thread, adhering to the high wind of the ancient Yamen, the long sword is drifting, the heart of the piano is only small, with red makeup
And the heroine, descending to the top of Zhongnan, walking on the ancient road of Taihang, pointed by the cold light, the traitor is given the head; the touch of conversation, the polite words cleanse the heart. The bright moon has a clear heart, the posture of the clear laurel, carrying a three-foot sword, holding the heart of no regrets, attached
I am a stupid person who has broken the orchid in my heart, and I am the same person who has fallen into obscurity...
"Big brother wrote a good article!" Seeing Wu Ciyou's tears pouring out, Mingzhu shouted loudly outside, and took the two of them in together, smiling, "It's just that it's full of ominous words, but brothers can't bear to hear it."
"Pei Gong is here too. My predecessor said I wanted to take a look at you!" Wu Ciyou said calmly, "Please take a seat. Zhu'er will also take a seat." He Guizhu was originally a slave of the Wu family who gave birth to a son. Wu Ciyou said nothing to him.
It's not suitable to sit down.
He Guizhu thanked him and sat down, and said with a smile: "Second Master has now begun to believe in ghosts and gods. Aren't you afraid that the old master will be scolded if he finds out?" Wu Ciyou smiled and said: "I don't care whether you believe in it or not, whether it is auspicious or not. The sage said: 'The relationship between Liuhe and Liuhe'
I think he doesn't know much about ghosts and gods. I have been fiddled with by fate until now, and it's time for me to give up and realize. I didn't believe in ghosts and gods, but now I would rather believe in their existence than their non-existence."
Mingzhu was hard-pressed to answer after hearing this, and just sipped tea and was lost in thought. Zhou Peigong knew that he was knowledgeable and thought that he was difficult to defeat. He thought about it and said with a smile: "Sir, God is the seedling of the heart. If you don't believe it, it will not exist. If you believe it, it will exist. Although you have limited knowledge.
In the world of physics, my humble opinion has not fully understood the wonderful meaning of Zen. Please forgive me for speaking frankly." Seeing Wu Ciyou smiling and about to refute, He Guizhu hurriedly said: "Second Master has read a big book, and Zhuer doesn't understand those principles very well. It's just that.
Knowing that the emperor is too busy now to take care of food, he hopes that the second master will recover from his illness and help with the work, why don't you take care of yourself?" Mingzhu took the opportunity and said: "You will be fine after a few days of rest. I heard that Dajue Temple
Here comes a living Buddha, Dharma Master Bodhi, who teaches sutras in Wutai Mountain. He can explain the causes and conditions of human beings in three lives. It’s still early, so why not go and see it together?”
"Dajue Temple was destroyed during the Chongzhen period." Wu Ciyou searched his memory and said, "This great monk does not go to places where incense is popular, but he seems to be an eminent monk. Since you are fine, we will leave."
Dajue Temple is located on the side of Yangtai Mountain in the northwest of the capital, facing the Xishan Mountain. It was very popular during the Jin and Yuan Dynasties, but unfortunately it was later destroyed by war. It was the middle of winter, but there were ruins, broken walls, and dead trees. A majestic main hall had been
It was dilapidated, but there was a row of auxiliary halls in the south wing. It seemed that someone had slightly repaired it, adding a little vitality to this ancient temple in the cold desert. The four people dismounted in front of the temple. Wu Ciyou, who had not eaten for more than a day, was out of breath as he climbed the stairs.
On the way up, he said to Mingzhu: "You deceived me so hard! How can there be any living Buddha's teachings?" Zhou Peigong pointed to the distance and said with a smile: "Isn't that a monk?"
"Amitabha!" A middle-aged monk walked out of the side hall. He was no more than forty years old. He was thin and had a gaunt face. He was wearing a kapok cassock and a yellow monk's robe underneath. He stood with his hands clasped under the magnolia tree and said, "We are destined.
The layman is here! I, the monk, am Bodhi, and I am willing to lead the layman to sail across the sea with kindness!"
Seeing that he was so young, Wu Ciyou secretly sneered in his heart, then took a step forward, clasped his hands and asked: "Master monk, are you the master of Zen Buddhism?" This question made Mingzhu and He Guizhu stare blankly, but Zhou Peigong knew that Wu Ciyou
He was asking questions about Zen, but he just looked on and said nothing.
"Layman, don't be surprised." Bodhi smiled and said to the three of them, "This layman seems to be a great virtuous teacher, who is about to take the exam for a poor monk!" After saying that, he turned to Wu Ciyou with a smile and said: "A layman doesn't need to ask the Buddha when asking about Zen.
There is no need to ask about Zen! The sky above and below is bright and clear."
"Oh," Wu Ciyou knew that his opponent was powerful, so he smiled and sat down cross-legged and said, "That's Confucian Buddhism, not Western Buddhism."
"Easterners ask for scriptures from Westerners, and Westerners say that the Buddha is in the East." The monk also sat cross-legged under the Great Compassion Altar. It seemed that he was very happy to meet his opponent. He clasped his hands and bowed his head and said, "The Buddha is among all living beings, and the clear mind is
See the Buddha."
"I am not a Confucian Buddha." Wu Ciyou said decisively after hearing his advice to return to the world of living beings, "I don't know where the human face has gone, but the peach blossoms still laugh at the east wind." The monk smiled after hearing this. At this time, Mingzhu suddenly felt that this monk seemed to have known him before.
, but could no longer think of who it was. Then he heard the monk say: "The precious trees in the West are dancing, but they can hardly bear the fruit of longevity." Wu Ciyou said: "I can't settle the matter." Wu Ciyou took a breath and said after a long time: "A young man
He likes to talk sarcastically, and occasionally rides on horseback to ask for a drink from his neighbor. The neighbor says, "There is no drink." The boy says, "Kill my horse." The neighbor says, "Then what are you riding?" The boy points to the chicken in front of the steps and says, "Ride it."
, the neighbor said again, "There are chickens but no firewood." The young man said, "Take off my shirt and go cook." The neighbor said, "Then what are you wearing?" The young man pointed to the fence in front of the door and said, "Wear it!"
After hearing Wu Ciyou's aggressive words, Bodhi laughed and said: "Point to the chicken and say horse, point to the shirt and say fence, who wears it and cooks it, who kills and who rides it? What kind of way is this? You don't even know your true face.
!" Before Wu Ciyou could ask again, he turned back and asked, "Mr. Daoxue teaches people to understand only one or two sentences of Confucius, and they will be able to benefit from it throughout their lives. One student bowed forward and said, 'Teacher is wise, students understand the saint.
"One sentence makes me feel fat and wide-minded." When asked which sentence it was, the answer was: "I never tire of fine food, and I never tire of delicate food."
These witty words originally followed the state of mind of Zen practitioners. Each one understood and resisted each other. Zhou Peigong could still hear some meanings at first, but at this time it was too late to chew on it. Mingzhu and He Guizhu had already heard it and were dumbfounded. Seeing Wu Ciyou and others like this
The man seemed a little embarrassed, and everyone was surprised. But Wu Ciyou said again: "The wonderful principles of Buddhas are not found in words. I don't need the monk's guidance on this. I just want to ask how to write the word 'bald' for bald donkey?"
The three of them were afraid that the monk would be angry, but Bodhi didn't care. They put their palms together and recited the Buddha's name: "This is the reason why lay people don't pay attention to reading. The 'baldness' of a bald donkey is the 'show' of a scholar. It's just the last stroke that makes an upward stroke!"
"The great monk calls himself 'poor monk'," Wu Ciyou was still unwilling and asked, "How do you write the word 'poor'?"
"The word 'poverty' is easy to write." The monk said, "It is similar to 'greed'!"
"I understand!" Wu Ciyou clasped his hands and took refuge at this point, "I am ignorant and ignorant, and I have received many enlightenments from the great monk. I would like to worship you as the Futuduo!" Mingzhu couldn't help being shocked, and just as he was about to speak, Nabodhi said: "I know
You mean: If you seek Buddhahood and enter the Buddhahood, you will never become a Buddha throughout your life. You cannot understand your mind and see your nature, and you are not worthy to be a monk's disciple." Wu Ciyou was shaken and said not to be outdone: "Monk is also a worldly person, and he deserves to be like this.
Great self-esteem? The great monk lives in seclusion in an ancient temple in the mountains. He does not listen to the songs of silk and bamboo strings, and does not see the beauty of peaches and plums. He sits facing the wall and looks at the earthen puppet and wooden Buddha. He thinks it is the supreme Bodhi? Pearl, Pei Gong, Zhu'er, let's go, let's go
!" He said and started to get up.
"Wait a minute, layman!" Bodhi smiled and said, "Nie Zi made a mistake!" He waved his fly whisk. While Wu Ciyou was stunned, two rows of nuns, twelve on each side, came out of the side hall, each with a light body.
Although her eyebrows are lightly swept and her makeup is not applied, her graceful and graceful appearance is stunning!
Wu Ciyou was not sure what he meant when he suddenly saw Aunt Sumala coming out with two women, standing in front of the Great Compassion Altar and smiling silently. Mingzhu and He Guizhu saw at a glance that one was the Empress Dowager and the other was the current empress!
He jumped up in shock and kowtowed to the ground. Zhou Peigong also hurriedly followed suit.
"You have nothing to do here, get up!" the Empress Dowager said calmly, "Mr. Wu - this Bodhi was transformed by the previous Emperor Shunzhi. Isn't he worthy of being your master?" Wu Ciyou turned pale with shock and said hurriedly.
: "How dare you, I have been utterly defeated today."
"No wonder the emperor loves him so much." Bodhi smiled and said to his mother, "Sure enough, he is very clever. I have been studying Buddhism for twenty years and almost fell into his hands! ——Follow Nizi and watch the scenery of Beijing!" (To be continued)
