The twenty-second day of the eighth month of the Yi Mao year.
Because this spring falls in April, the weather is already quite cool after the August Festival.
There are several stone bowls under the jujube tree in the backyard.
In one bowl are green onions, which are neatly green and very beautiful.
In the other stone bowl are a few branches of wild chrysanthemums.
The bright yellow flowers are in full bloom on the stone.
There were two or three sieves placed on the ground at the other end of the bowl.
Inside were freshly dried gray beans and vat beans, which gave off a faint aroma unique to dried goods.
Because it was past Shenshi, the afternoon business had already been busy, and the evening business had not yet started.
Feng Shengnian, the waiter in Zhiyue Building, took advantage of this free time to stand under the old jujube tree, facing the blue and white porcelain pot, and drank it in one breath.
After half a pot of herbal tea, I felt a drop of coldness falling straight into my stomach.
It seemed that even my internal organs were instantly chilled, and I couldn't help but shiver.
Someone behind him laughed and said, "Look at you, there's nothing wrong with the weather."
Feng Shengnian looked back and saw that it was Bai Zhou who was in charge of washing vegetables in Zhiyue Tower.
She was known as Sister-in-law Bai, and she was the most playful and aggressive in her words and deeds.
At this time, I also came out to cool down.
I had been overheated for a while, and my face was flushed.
I held a vegetable sign in my hand and just fanned it.
The side of my fair face was covered with a few untied hair. , every trace of it was blown up and down by her fan.
Feng Shengnian seemed to have countless strands of hair gently tickling his heart, and couldn't help but smile: "Sister-in-law Bai, it's rare that you care about me so much.
I'm willing to die immediately."
Bai Zhou spat repeatedly: "Bah, bah, it's a clear day in the day." , Just say these nonsense."
Feng Shengnian said with a straight face: "What nonsense is this?
If you don't believe me, I'll take Master Cai's big knife and pull it out to show you the heart.
I'm afraid you won't accept it because it's too hot.
"Bai.
Mrs.
Zhou glanced at him sideways and said, "You should pull it out and show it to me.
As long as you dare to take it out, I'll keep it until it's too hot."
Seeing her charming eyes, Feng Shengnian felt soft in his heart: "If you really treat me like this, I will risk my life to be with you.
Even if the current emperor replaces me, I will not do it."
Bai Zhou sneered: "In exchange for your Majesty, if you recite the sutra nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine times and knock through nine thousand nine hundred ninety-nine wooden fish, you will see how you live in the next life.
Are you lucky enough to be able to see the two big stone lions in front of the emperor's door?
"Feng Shengnian said, "Don't underestimate me.
Speaking of the emperor, I have even seen him."
Bai Zhou took the dish in his hand.
The sign slapped him: "Fuck you, you must have met the emperor.
I even had dinner with the emperor."
Feng Shengnian laughed and said, "I've seen him in my dream, but that's not true."
Mrs.
Bai Zhou smiled and said, "Yes, yes, it's true."
Feng Shengnian saw her smiling coquettishly, and was about to talk to her again when he suddenly heard The intellectual customer in the shop in front raised his voice and shouted: "Feng Laoqi, Feng Laoqi" Feng Shengnian hurriedly agreed: "Come on, come on."
He trotted into the shop.
It turned out that there was a customer.
Seeing that he was a regular customer, Feng Shengnian hurriedly greeted him and bowed down to smile: "It turns out to be Mr.
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Wang Wu, but there was a day when you didn't come to take care of the shop.
Today you are upstairs."
Sitting in the Accord is clean, or sitting in the shop downstairs is bright and spacious.”
The fifth master, Wang Wu, smiled lazily and said, "Just sit in this shop.
I like this openness."
"Okay."
Feng Shengnian took out a rag and quickly wiped the tables and chairs.
He turned over the upside-down cup and poured in tea.
He asked again: "Is the fifth master still the third child?"
Seeing that the fifth master Wang nodded, Feng Shengnian stretched his eyebrows.
He sang to the kitchen at the top of his lungs: "Fried belly with coriander, ear slices with red oil, fried peanuts ---" The kitchen kept singing in response: "Stir-fried tripe with coriander, ear slices with red oil, and fried peanuts."
They are a time-honored restaurant.
After a while, all three dishes were served.
Feng Shengnian wiped his chopsticks clean and returned to his usual routine.
He also presented a pot of osmanthus wine and said, "Fifth Master, please use it slowly."
The fifth master Wang nodded.
He had a rough temper and opened his cheeks to chew.
As he ate, he praised: "I have eaten in all the restaurants in the city and outside the city, and this is the first one I have."
He tapped it with chopsticks.
Holding the plate: "You guys The slices are also well made.
If you don't eat them for a few days, you will feel panicked."
Feng Shengnian poured the wine for him.
Wang Wuye took a sip and wiped the oil on his mouth with the back of his hand.
Then he said: "It's a pity that this osmanthus wine is not good enough."
Feng Shengnian smiled and said: "Look at what the fifth master said, this is the wine from the old Zhou family's trough in the west of the city.
It has been mixed with this year's new osmanthus wine.
Although I dare not praise it, it is definitely not inferior to other osmanthus wines.
"Wang Wuye knocked the wine pot with his chopsticks: "The bad thing is the new osmanthus this year.
The best osmanthus is the best."
The flower wine should be made of golden osmanthus from Hangzhou, and the flowers that are still in bud should be fermented into wine.
After being sealed in the jar for three years, the old osmanthus wine will be fragrant and fragrant with clear veins and silky texture. , sweet and fragrant, tsk tsk."
He shook his head in admiration as he said it, with a look of salivation on his face.
Feng Shengnian laughed at the side: "What the Fifth Master said is true."
But he was murmuring in his heart, how can the golden osmanthus in Hangzhou be so rich in the capital?
Even if it can be carried by a boat in the canal, it will take ten and a half months to get there with the wind, and I am afraid that those Before the sweet-scented osmanthus arrived in Beijing, it had all withered and turned into mud.
The fifth master Wang was so excited that he finished one pot of wine and ordered another pot.
At first he drank and ate the vegetables very quickly, but in the end he drank the plate of peanuts and slowly and carefully savored them.
Since it was already the first hour of the year, there were gradually more and more diners in the restaurant.
Feng Shengnian and all the waiters were very busy.
The ones in the front were calling to welcome guests, the ones in the back were calling to serve food, the table on the left was calling for food, and the table on the right was calling for orders.
To settle accounts, more than a dozen clever shopkeepers shuttled back and forth, walking as fast as flying, and they were so busy.
It got dark early, and soon the two huge gauze lanterns hanging in front of the store were lit, illuminating the front of the building for several feet as bright as day.
The store was filled with people, and it was extremely lively.
The fifth master Wang drank another half a bottle of wine, and his face was full of excitement when he suddenly heard a commotion upstairs, only to hear the rapid footsteps, and a young woman came straight downstairs with a pipa in her arms.
She was dressed in gorgeous clothes and quite pretty.
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At a glance, she could tell that she was a singing girl in the store.
Then someone yelled, "You shameless little girl."
They chased her down with loud bangs and bangs on the floor.
Feng Shengnian was bringing the dishes up.
The woman panicked and hid behind him.
The three people chasing him upstairs all smelled of alcohol.
Feng Shengnian hurriedly bent down and said with a smile: "Masters, please tell me something."
The man in the lead was short and fat.
He looked at him sideways and sneered: "Who dares to block my way?"
The two people behind him laughed.
Laughing, he suddenly reached out his hand and pushed Feng Shengnian hard.
Feng Shengnian was caught off guard and fell onto his back.
The three people clapped their hands and laughed.
Feng Shengnian got up in embarrassment and was about to speak.
Another shop assistant recognized the three people and quickly grabbed Feng Shengnian's sleeves and whispered: "This fat man is a relative of Ma Shilang's family.
Don't worry."
What a mistake."
Feng Shengnian was so frightened that he didn't dare to speak.
The three people became more and more arrogant and proud, laughing while grabbing the woman.
The woman shouted for help, but no one dared to stop her.
The second shopkeeper was afraid of causing trouble, so he hurriedly stepped forward to persuade her: "Master, gentlemen, I will apologize to you for her fault.
You are all adults."
"Whatever music the three gentlemen want to hear, just ask her to sing it.
It's not appropriate to argue in public like this."
The three of them were all very drunk.
The fat man at the head squinted his drunken eyes and straightened his tongue: "Uncle, I don't care about any manners today.
What can you do to me?"
Seeing how drunk they were, the second shopkeeper groaned inwardly and bent down. accompany Laughing, he said repeatedly: "The uncle is right."
He turned around and scolded the woman: "Since you are out to do business, you can sing whatever the elders ask you to sing.
If the elders are satisfied, you will naturally benefit from it. ” The woman was only fifteen or sixteen years old, and her face had already turned white with fear.
At this moment, Fang said: "Although I come out to sing, I am just a performer."
He said it twice, which was extremely pitiful.
The person behind the fat man smiled and said, "It's your blessing that our second master likes you.
Don't be shameless."
The woman's face was pale, her mouth was pursed tightly, but she didn't speak anymore.
Seeing this situation, everyone had understood for a long time, but who was willing to say a good word for the weak woman?
Only the second shopkeeper smiled and said: "The uncles gave the shop some thin noodles and asked her to sing for them.
Just play a few songs and apologize."
He winked at the woman again and again. : "Miss Qingluan, since you have come out to earn this bowl of rice, you have to give some face to the guests."
The woman felt sad and took out her handkerchief to wipe the corners of her eyes without saying a word.
The fat man saw the second shopkeeper being so groveling for the first time.
Pai Xing looked up and hummed, saying, "Then let her sing."
The singing girl named Qingluan held the pipa, wiped her tears again, and tuned the strings.
She was so worried that she had no intention of singing.
She just sang one sentence casually: "The cold night leaks and thousands of doors are still."
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The fat man interrupted impatiently: "What are you doing singing such a raoshizi?
If you want to sing, you have to sing Shibamo."
All the male guests in the audience burst into laughter, and the three people were even more happy.
Qingluan's face was already pale, but now he seemed to have lost all color.
Seeing the fat man taking another step forward, his lustful eyes just looked at him.
He didn't know where he got the courage, and suddenly said: "I don't sing. ” The fat man let out a "ho" and looked around: "This girl is really rebelling today.
She dares to say she won't sing even if the old men ask for a little song.
If you don't sing, what will you sell if you don't sing?"
The woman saw that he was forcing her to this point. , and threw the pipa in his hand to the ground. , only a "bang" sound was heard, the board cracked and the strings broke.
She raised her eyes, her dark eyes were like the cold stars in the clear night: "Although I am a singer, I am also raised by my parents.
If the three of you force me again today, Qingluan will not be able to do anything."
Such a harp will break one's body into pieces."
The fat man laughed heartily and said, "What a great ambition.
Sir, I like this kind of intensity the most."
He licked his lips to the left and right, and the two men walked forward slowly with a smile on their face.
The three of them formed an encirclement, and Qingluan was panicking.
Step by step, he stepped back, and his waist stiffened.
It turned out that he was already pressed against a table, and there was no way to retreat.
Seeing that she had nowhere to escape, the three of them slowed down their steps, all showing a look of triumph as if they were playing like a cat playing with a mouse.
Qingluan's left hand was already on the table, but he felt that the tabletop was cold and greasy.
It turned out that there was cold sweat on the palm of his hand.
Everyone in the shop was watching them, and there was silence for a moment.
Suddenly, there was a "pop" sound, but someone threw the chopsticks on the table, and only heard a lazy voice saying: "Shopkeeper, under the emperor's feet, there is an imperial city."
Before, you just let others bully a little girl."
The second shopkeeper was sweating profusely and said with a smile.
"Wang Wuye, we are just a restaurant here."
Wang Wuye took a bamboo stick and poked the teeth while saying: "Nonsense, you are not a restaurant, are you still a bathhouse?
You are going to do it today."
I'm looking for someone to rub my back."
He spoke loudly and crisply, making everyone laugh.
The fat man already knew that this person was deliberately causing trouble.
He saw that the fifth master Wang was only in his early twenties, wearing a green cloth shirt, with a green silk sweat towel randomly tied around his waist.
One leg was raised high on the chair, exposing his feet.
The thousand-layer black satin cloth shoes on the bed look like they belong to a businessman.
There is no sign of sitting posture even when he is sitting.
Although he has handsome features, his eyes are squinting at people with a smile but not a smile.
The dark eyes turn straight, giving him a lazy and mischievous look.
When the fat man saw such a character, he didn't care about it.
He glared and said, "Don't mind your uncle's business."
The fifth master laughed, stood up with a roar, and pointed here and there with lightning speed.
At this moment, the fat man was accompanied by two people, one on the left and one on the right.
Hearing two "bang bangs" in succession, they all fell to the ground on all fours.
The fifth master Wang was extremely fast and his moves were neat.
He tripped two people and knocked them down.
Before anyone could see clearly, he was already standing on the ground with his hands behind his back, still smiling and looking lazy.
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The fat man was originally a subordinate, and he had already seen that this movement technique was "Buku".
"Buku" in Manchu means "the winner of wrestling".
All the children of Manchuria have been practicing this skill since they were young, and the princes and ministers even used it to usurp it.
Raising Buku is a pleasure.
The fat man laughed heartily, rolled up his sleeves and said, "You little bastard, I'm not going to pay you a visit.
Your uncle and I are from Shanpu Camp.
I'm going to play with you today."
The fifth master Wang frowned slightly when he heard his hurtful words.
The fat man had already rushed towards him like a hill.
The fifth master Wang was agile and had already turned behind the fat man in a flash.
The fat man couldn't hold back in time, so he couldn't turn.
Come over.
Wang Wuye's foot hooked, another stumbling block.
The fat man fell down and gnawed on the mud.
He got up in a state of embarrassment.
He became angry with shame and pounced on him again.
On one side of Mr.
Wang Wu's body, the fat man had already hit the table, and the bowls, cups and plates fell all over the floor.
The second shopkeeper of Zhiyue Tower was horrified, sweating profusely and huddled aside, chanting Buddha's name constantly.
The fat man struggled for a long time before he got up.
He stared at the fifth master Wang, but did not dare to act rashly.
After a long while, he gritted his teeth and said, "Wait for me."
The Wang Wu smiled brightly and dusted his sleeves.
On the gown Dust, his eyebrows stretched, and he was very unruly: "I am here to greet you."
The fat man wanted to say a few harsh words, but for a moment he was overtaken by his temperament, and he was speechless.
He just paused and said The man staggered away.
Wang Wu raised his hand and threw a piece of silver to the second shopkeeper: "Take it and pay for the household items you broke."
The second shopkeeper suddenly smiled brightly, came up to greet Qian'er, and said flatteringly: "Only the fifth master is the most considerate.
"The fifth master Wang chuckled, sat down again, and then crossed his feet and shook his legs again, looking very naughty again.
At this time, Qingluan stepped forward, bent his knees and saluted, and said in a low voice: "Thank you so much, Fifth Master."
The fifth master Wang was still smiling, and his gaze wandered around her.
She felt that his gaze was as sharp as a blade.
When she raised her eyes, she saw that his light had dimmed, and he slowly weighed his chopsticks again and picked up a peanut.
He threw it in his mouth and chewed it until it was crunchy.
He seemed to say casually: "Since you want to thank me, you have to be somewhat sincere."
Qingluan was slightly startled, and had no choice but to follow his words and answer "Yes."
But the fifth master Wang smiled brightly and asked Feng Shengnian: "Is there any room upstairs?"
Feng Shengnian had just seen him show off his skills, and he was already shocked and frightened.
He didn't expect that this old customer was so young that he could even In the meantime, they beat the three of them to the ground.
He said anxiously: "Yes, of course."
Wang Wuye picked up the wine pot and took a big gulp of wine into the spout.
He still wiped the remaining wine from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve and said to Qingluan with a smile: "Girl, please."
Qingluan was in a mess.
Wang Wuye asked timidly: "Dare I ask Fifth Master, where do you want Qingluan to go?"
Wang Wuye still looked like a scoundrel: "Master, I have rescued you today.
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I don't dare to bother anyone else."
Girl, please go upstairs and sing a song for me, and I will still pay you the gold."
Although Qingluan was scared, she saw him looking at her with a half-smile.
For some reason, she felt certain in her heart and said, "Five.
My great kindness today is something I will never forget, but my pipa has already been thrown down.
If I have the chance to do so someday, I will sing a few songs for the fifth master to help him enjoy his drinking. " The fifth master Wang sneered and said, "I didn't see you so sharp-tongued against those three turtle bastards just now."
Qingluan's face turned slightly red, he gritted his teeth and said, "In that case, Qingluan can sing a cappella.
That's it."
The fifth master slapped his thigh and said, "Come on."
He turned to Feng Shengnian and said, "Why bother?
You're not leading the way."
Feng Shengnian nodded and led the two of them upstairs to the private room.
After entering the private room, Wang Wuye looked around and realized that Zhiyuelou was an old store.
The private room on the second floor was really clean.
There was only a window opening to the south.
It was night, and looking out of the window, A long winding street is dotted with lights, giving you a panoramic view of the bustling scene.
Mr.
Wang Wu nodded and said: "Very good, very good."
He then told Feng Shengnian: "It doesn't matter what dish you are good at, pick two of your favorites and fry them."
Feng Shengnian agreed and left, but Mr.
Wang went and closed the door. , and then closed the windows one by one.
Although this building is old, it is a brick building and is extremely soundproof.
The room was suddenly so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
Qingluan was panicking and could only hear his own breathing.
More and more urgent.
When Wang Wuye saw her wonderful eyes, staring at her every move, he looked very scared.
He couldn't help laughing and said, "Don't be afraid."
The more he told her not to be afraid, the more afraid she became.
She took a step back and secretly locked the door with her backhand.
As long as he took another step forward, she would open the door again and escape.
Unexpectedly, he sat down instead, crossed his legs comfortably, poured himself a cup of tea, sipped slowly, and said vaguely: "Let's sing."
She was stunned for a moment, but her heart was still hanging in the air.
She forced herself to calm down and asked, "What music does Fifth Master want to listen to?"
The fifth master Wang waved his hand and said: "It's the song you just sang."
She seemed not to understand for a moment, and still looked at him.
He put down the teacup and said slowly: "It's the song you just sang.
That song." she said.
Shi gradually calmed down and said: "Fifth Master, I'm so sorry.
Just now Qingluan was so lost that he didn't even know what he sang.
If Fifth Master doesn't mind, Qingluan can sing his best Niannujiao to Fifth Master listen."
The Fifth Master Wang said: "You don't know what you sang, so I'll remind you - the night is cold and thousands of doors are still, then continue singing this line."
Qingluan greeted him with a bit of timidity: "Fifth Master, this poem is an old song that my mother has learned.
I was anxious just now and sang a line casually.
I really can't sing the rest well.
Please choose another piece of music, Mr.
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Wang Wu said with a smile.
It was your mother who taught you, and it is indeed a Tiji tune."
Qingluan stopped talking, and Wang Wuye smiled again and said: "It's just a tune, you sing it in your mouth, and it goes into my ear. , that ear comes out, even if you’ve heard it, it doesn’t matter.”
Qingluan said: "I really can't sing this song well."
Wang Wuye said: "Since you like to talk and don't like to sing, then just read out the words at the end and I will listen.
That's all."
Qingluan said Feeling uneasy in his heart, Wang Wuye came over with a tureen and took a sip of tea, as if he didn't care at all: " I, Wang Wu, am a rough man and I just want to listen to it.
If you sing it to me, I can’t imitate it and I can’t take away your job.”
His tone was playful, and Qingluan only felt that his eyes were bright under the light.
The pupils are as dark as the deepest night, which is very reassuring for some reason.
After receiving his help, I finally felt that I deserved it.
After hesitating for a moment, I finally sang in a low voice: "The night is cold and thousands of doors are still, and the sound of the bells cuts through the shadows of flowers.
Dreams are the truest memories, and those dreams are short and cannot be kissed often."
Who can teach me to dream when I sit still?
"Moreover, when we start to repair the corridor, the wind moves the curtains.
It's a pity that the two places are separated by Wu and Yue, but this feeling is only reflected in the moon in the sky."
Her voice was clear and graceful, and when she sang the word "moon" in the last line, the lingering sound sounded like a sigh but not a sigh, which was extremely melancholy. moving.
Mr.
Wang Wu was sitting there, turning the lid of the teacup in his hand.
When she sang the second sentence, his body suddenly shook slightly, and he immediately sat there, just motionless.
It was not until after she finished singing, and a long time passed, that he raised his head.
Get started.
Qingluan only felt that his eyes were strange, as if he was confused, and he just looked at himself, as if he wanted to see something from himself.
She was a little shy and frightened in her heart, so she greeted her quietly and said, "Thank you very much, Fifth Master, for your righteousness in saving me.
Qingluan has nothing to repay, but I pray that Fifth Master will be healthy in this life, so Qingluan resigned."
When Wang Wuye saw her step back and open the door, he woke up from a dream and said, "Wait a minute."
His tone was already very polite: "The girl speaks politely, she must be from a good family.
May I ask where the girl is from?
Qingluan, who has a noble surname, only replied: "Because I am poor and have a humble family, I don't need to ask why I have the dignity to mention my family."
But the fifth master, Wang, was very anxious and took off his clothes.
He said: "Can you tell me where the girl is from?"
Qingluan was startled for a moment and said: "Yes, the little girl is originally from Jiangning."
Wang Wuye scratched his head and said: "Jiangning" and asked again: "Is this song yours?"
My mother taught you this.
She said she never said who wrote this poem."
Qingluan was suspicious, but he didn't understand why he kept asking about this poem and said, "My mother never said who wrote it."
Wang Wuye said "oh" and seemed to be even more confused.
Qingluan saw that he was suddenly dumbfounded and felt scared.
He was about to speak when he suddenly heard a commotion downstairs.
It was extremely noisy.
Wang Wuye frowned and said, "Those three bastards must have been unconvinced and brought helpers."
He opened the window and took a look, only to see seven or eight neatly dressed long attendants riding several tall horses.
The horse is dismounting at the door.
His brows furrowed even more tightly, and the person headed by Chang Sui Zhong downstairs looked up, and happened to see him leaning out half of his body, and met him face to face.
The man slapped his sleeves back, knelt down on the dusty ground, and said loudly: "I wish you well, my slave."
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The remaining six or seven people also knelt down one after another, not daring to raise their heads, and they were extremely respectful.
But Mr.
Wang Wu was furious: "Who told you to come here?"
The leader of the group kowtowed heavily and said, "Please come upstairs, please answer me carefully."
Mr.
Wang Wu snorted and said, "Come up here."
The man kowtowed again and said respectfully.
:"Thanks Lord's grace."
Although they were all dressed in casual attire, they were all majestic and luxurious, and the horses they rode had bright saddles and saddles.
They were luxurious servants that even the first-class families in the capital would not dare to compare with.
Feng Shengnian always saw Mr.
Wang Wu dressed in coarse cloth and ge clothes coming to have a drink.
When he was very well dressed, he was just a silk gown.
He secretly guessed that he was just a gangster in the business world.
Who would have thought that his domestic slave had such magnanimity?
, hurriedly greeted him, with a smile on his face: "The fifth master is in the private room upstairs."
The group of noble slaves originally left one person outside leading the horse, but now two people were left at the stairs, and the other two were guarding the corridor on the second floor.
The remaining four people walked to the private room, and two more people were left to guard the door.
Only the leader The man entered the private room, paid a thousand dollars first, and said respectfully: "My servant Haierse has met the Fifth Master."
Qingluan was already very surprised when he saw that Wang Wu had such magnanimity.
The fifth master Wang looked impatient and said, "I told you earlier, don't disturb me if you have nothing to do."
Haierse said "yes" respectfully, but took a step forward and whispered something to the fifth master Wang.
Qingluan originally thought that the fifth master Wang was just a scoundrel with a playful face and a careless attitude.
However, when he saw his face darken and his expression serious, he suddenly stood up and told Haierse: " Walk" Hailsei was still very respectful: "Yes."
The fifth master Wang strode straight out without saying a word, Hailsei followed closely behind him.
Hearing the rapid footsteps on the stairs, the group of people had already hurried downstairs.
Qingluan stood blankly for a long time, and then went to the window to take a look.
He saw that the fifth master had led a group of servants to get on their horses, and the smoke was billowing and the hoofbeats were rumbling.
Passers-by were unable to dodge, and they were already riding in the dim light.
Gone far.
The group of them rode westward and turned north before reaching Xizhimen.
The horses were moving so fast that Hailsei felt a layer of cold sweat in his vest.
It was the early autumn weather at the end of August, but his clothes were soaked with sweat.
He quietly looked at his master's expression and saw that he was running wildly, seemingly not thinking about anything.
Passing through the noisy market, this straight official road is silent.
In the distance, you can see large black glazed tiles, dotted with dots of lights.
Even closer, you can see huge gauze lanterns. , burning brightly and brightly outside the majestic palace gate.
Hearing the sound of hoofbeats, a guard had already come out from a distance with a lamp to greet him, and asked loudly: "Who is it?"
Seeing the owner raising his hand and holding up a sign, Haierse loudly answered for the owner: "Heshuo and Prince Hongzhou, Called for an audience."
The guard hurriedly saluted and ducked aside.
Haierse and the six or seven personal servants dismounted.
The companions from the prince's palace were already waiting here with their crowns and uniforms.
Hong Zhou hurriedly changed in the direct room, and the prince The posture is noble, and you can enjoy the "horse riding in the Forbidden City".
At this time, the emperor was stationed in the Old Summer Palace, and the rules in the garden were all the same as those in the Forbidden City.
He changed his robes and remounted his horse.
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He rode into the garden from the side door, bypassed the main gate, and then dismounted in front of the Yimen.
A eunuch had already greeted him with a lamp.
After coming out, I walked along the bluestone road by the lake for a short while before arriving at Qingyan in Jiuzhou.
Before I entered the palace gate, I saw several people standing at the steps.
There were several huge gauze lanterns hanging under the eaves, and it was clearly visible that it was none other than Prince Zhuang Yunlu.
Prince Guo Yunlu was present, and there was another person like him, wearing a golden robe with four slits, embroidered with five claws and nine pythons, and a red velvet top.
The crown and hat are the unique uniform of the prince, and it is his elder brother, the fourth son of the emperor, Hongli.
Behind Hongli were the great scholars Ertai and Zhang Tingyu.
As soon as Hongzhi arrived, the four princes of two generations and the two assistant ministers of Manchu and Han Dynasties gathered together.
Although Hong Zhou was born with a high-spirited nature, when he saw such a battle, he immediately understood that something big had happened.
His feet seemed to be filled with lead, and he didn't know how he took the steps.
When Prince Zhuang Yunlu saw Hong Zhou, he said in a deep voice: "The emperor is seriously ill and has specially summoned us to come."
Hong Zhou only felt a "buzzing" in his head, but he didn't hear a word Yun Lu said after that.
Ever since the emperor fell seriously ill in the ninth year of Yongzheng's reign, there has been news that the emperor was not hesitant.
However, in the past two years, the emperor's health has been relatively good.
Moreover, the emperor has always been afraid of the heat and loves the cold.
Now it is early autumn, the weather is cool, and the emperor is in good spirits.
Hongzhou went to the garden yesterday to pay his respects, and was even scolded by Haosheng, saying: "He is cunning and stubborn, extravagant, and has many mistakes in his actions."
As a prince, I never thought that in just one day, I would become seriously ill.
With his heart racing, the emperor's most trusted eunuch, Su Peisheng, came out, bowed his hands to everyone, and said, "Princes and lords, please come in."
Liu Shengfang, the imperial doctor who asked for pulse, has already withdrawn.
Benzoin was originally burning in the Nuan Pavilion, but only wisps of pale white smoke could be seen spreading into the depths of the palace.
The palace maids and eunuchs did not even dare to breathe, and they all stood quietly with their hands down.
Su Peisheng walked quietly He stepped forward and whispered: "Long live Lord, they are all here."
So Prince Zhuang Yunlu took the lead, and Yunli, Hongli, Hongzhou, Ertai, and Zhang Tingyu all knelt down and paid a courtesy visit.
Only then did Hong Zhou see the emperor lying quietly on the kang.
His face was quite peaceful, his eyes were slightly closed, and the corners of his mouth moved slightly.
It seemed to indicate that he heard it.
Everyone knelt motionless in the same place, and the silence in the Nuang Pavilion was eerily quiet.
You could even hear the "chacha" of the Western clock on the kang table and the movement of the hands.
I don't know how long it took, but the emperor finally slowly opened his eyes and looked at everyone.
His voice was very low and seemed to be extremely labored: "Ortai" Ertai quickly took a few steps and knelt in front of the Kang, with tears in his eyes.
Kowtowed and said: "Slave I would like to listen to the imperial edict."
The emperor's voice was very soft: "Edict" Ertai said in a panic: "Your Majesty, the Spring and Autumn Period was at its peak."
Before he could finish speaking, the emperor began to breathe heavily and shook his head on the pillow, as if he didn't want to hear this again.
Rhetoric.
Ertai kowtowed with tears in his eyes: "Yes, I am willing to do my best to serve the crown prince."
The emperor seemed very satisfied, and slowly closed his eyes, and then said: "Under the pillow."
Ertai looked at Ertai glanced at Su Peisheng, so Su Peisheng took out an exquisite black lacquer box from under the emperor's pillow.
Ertai saw that the box was tightly sealed, not only with the emperor's imperial seal, but also with a red copper lock.
Su Peisheng knew that this box was of great importance, so he handed it to Ertai to hold it in his hands.
The emperor used all his strength to raise his arms halfway, and finally dropped them weakly, just taking a long breath.
Ertai was promoted to Jiangsu Chief Envoy in the first year of Yongzheng's reign, and in the third year of Yongzheng's reign he was promoted to governor of Guangxi.
On the way to his appointment, the emperor felt that he could still be of great use, so he was promoted to governor of Yunnan and managed the governor-general of Yunnan and Guizhou.
However, Yang Mingshi, the nominal governor of Yunnan-Guizhou, only managed the governor-general of Yunnan.
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In October of the fourth year of Yongzheng's reign, Ertai was promoted to the vacancy of governor, and was given the title of Minister of the Ministry of War.
In the sixth year, he was appointed governor of Yunnan, Guizhou and Guangxi.
He occupies the position of first assistant in the cabinet and has been rising to the top for more than ten years.
He can be said to be the most privileged family member of the Holy Family.
In the past thirteen years, the emperor and his ministers have known each other, and they know that this emperor is a strong-willed person and loves face very much.
At this time, he can't even raise his hands, and he must be extremely sad.
He couldn't help but choked up in his voice: "Your Majesty."
The emperor was originally very impatient, but now he seemed to suddenly become calm, and his breathing gradually stopped and became smooth.
After a long time, he said: "The key is inside my clothes."
The emperor was lying on the Kang, and he was only wearing a bright yellow Ning silk shirt.
Su Peisheng had no choice but to untie the Emperor's clothes.
Because the Emperor was unable to speak, everyone knelt very close to each other.
At this time, the candlelight beside the Kang was extremely bright, illuminating it clearly.
I saw a very long wound on the emperor's left chest, two or three inches long.
The scar was very wide, which showed that the wound was very deep.
Although it was an old injury decades ago and has long since healed, the scar is still hideous, which shows how dangerous the injury was back then, and it almost never claimed a life.
Before Emperor Jianzuo, he was a wealthy prince, surrounded by nannies, nannies, and hahazhuzhu since he was a child.
After he became an adult, he was granted the title of Prince Heshuo Yong.
Not to mention such a serious injury, even a layer of oily skin was burned off his fingers.
The hospital also required medical records to be filed.
At this time, the four princes and two ministers in Nuange were all the emperor's most trusted people, but for decades, no one knew that the emperor had suffered such a serious injury.
The emperor was originally a thoughtful and withdrawn person, and many of his actions were not known to others.
However, for some unknown reason, no news of his being so seriously injured had been leaked many years ago, and everyone was extremely surprised in their hearts.
But he saw that Su Peisheng had found a small copper key in the pocket of the emperor's underwear and handed it to Ertai.
He arranged the emperor's clothes again, and tucked the emperor into bed as before.
The emperor closed his eyes slightly and seemed to have some strength in speaking: "This edict is written to Prince Zhuang.
Prince Guo, Ertai and Hengchen will read it together with Feng Feng and Ne."
This is Gu Ming, So everyone kowtowed and said, "I will obey the holy edict."
At this time, the ministers in charge of the bodyguards, Fenfenfeng and Neqin, and the minister of household affairs, Haiwang, had all arrived.
The eunuch came in to report that the three people had arrived.
The emperor just nodded slightly, as if he no longer had the strength to speak.
So Ertai and Zhang Tingyu took the box, opened it in front of the palace gate, and took out the edict and read it out in full view of everyone.
As expected, the edict was written in smooth handwriting, written by the emperor himself, and read: "Prince Hongli, the fourth son of the emperor, is the crown prince, that is, the emperor."
The emperor had ten sons in total.
Only the third son, Hongshi, the fourth son, Hongli and the fifth son, Hongzhou, had grown up.
There was also the emperor's tenth son, who was only three years old at this time.
He lived with his mother in the Old Summer Palace and even had his own name.
He didn't take it, so he was called "Brother Yuanmingyuan".
However, in the fifth year of Yongzheng's reign, the emperor's third son, Hongshi, was expelled from the emperor's name, withdrew his yellow belt, and was expelled from the clan.
He died of illness soon after.
The emperor's tenth son was too young, so the successor must be between the emperor's fourth son, Hongli, and the emperor.
Between the five sons, Hong Zhou.
However, Hong Li was a man of extraordinary beauty and insight, far beyond the lazy and mischievous Hong Zhou who only played with birds and flowers.
The whole court had already agreed that he was the crown prince.
Therefore, as soon as the secret edict came out, there was no longer any suspense.
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Hong Zhou had no intention of seizing the heir for a long time, but he breathed a sigh of relief.
The two princes still went to the palace to attend to the illness.
At this time, their status had been determined.
Crown Prince Hongli thanked him for his kindness, and he and Hong Zhou served the emperor to take medicine.
Hong Zhou half-knelt on the footrest and supported the emperor.
Hongli took the medicine bowl and took a sip first as usual.
He waited for the emperor to drink it and then waited for the emperor to lie down again.
The medicine was only used to calm the nerves.
The emperor fainted.
After sleeping for more than half an hour, he woke up, but his face showed an irritated look.
Hong Zhou saw a layer of fine beads of sweat on the emperor's forehead, and hurriedly asked Su Peisheng to twist the handle of the hot towel.
The waiter wiped the emperor's face.
The emperor seemed to have calmed down a bit.
Looking at the two of them, he saw the two brothers standing side by side with their hands folded.
Although they had different styles, their faces were filled with respect and admiration.
The emperor suddenly said: "Tian Shen, go and bring Brother Ten here.
You are all here and he should come."
Since Hong Zhou became an adult, he has never heard the emperor call his baby name again.
Suddenly, he feels so sad that he is almost ready to cry.
He recalls that although this strict father had been scolded a lot in the past, he always hated iron for not being able to become steel, and because he didn't want to When it came to the dispute over the reserve position, he deliberately went wild and acted wildly, which often made the Emperor Ama furious, and now he is showing his love for her.
So he kowtowed with tears and went directly to the tenth prince to deliver the emperor's oral instructions.
The emperor's spirit seemed to be getting better gradually, and he was struggling as if he wanted to sit up.
Su Peisheng hurriedly brought a big pillow, and Hongli also stepped forward to help, but the emperor suddenly grabbed his hand with his backhand, and Hongli felt His palms were hot, and the emperor just looked at him gently.
He was serious by nature, but at this moment, Hongli saw that his eyes were full of love and compassion, as if he was just a very weak and tiny child, with all the love in his heart.
He couldn't help but shout: "Huang Ama".
The emperor said: "I personally carried you back that year."
Hongli was startled for a moment, not knowing what the emperor meant by these words, but the emperor's eyes gradually became brighter.
Seeing that the emperor's energy was gradually recovering, Hongli felt a little at ease, but he saw that although his eyes were on his face, he seemed to have a clear look on his face.
After everything, looking straight into the invisible past time, it seems He said it to him, but also seemed to be talking to himself: "You are not yet full moon, thin and small, but you never cry.
When you are hungry, you only lick my fingers."
He touched his son's cheek with his hand, and his tone was extremely pleased: "You are very sensible in everything.
This heavy burden will be handed over to you from now on."
Hongli finally couldn't help it and cried out with tears: "Huang Ama" The emperor's voice suddenly dropped: "Your mother has suffered too much because of me."
There was a strange light in his eyes, as if he had passed through many people and events in the blink of an eye over decades, recalling something far away and unknown.
In the past, there was only inexplicable fanaticism in his voice: "I didn't expect she was still alive.
I was always afraid that I would never see her again."
Hongli was horrified.
His biological mother Niu Hu Lu is already a concubine of Xi.
Not only does she have a distinguished position, but she has also treated the emperor as a guest for more than 20 years.
She has enjoyed prosperity and wealth.
How can she be said to have endured hardship, let alone be "alive", not to mention that the emperor said "your mother" Instead of "your mother", the emperor always pays great attention to etiquette, and these two titles, one Han and one Man, although they have the same meaning, greatly lose the royal etiquette.
He was confused and anxious, but the emperor seemed to be more anxious than he was.
A large amount of cold sweat broke out on his head.
He suddenly used all his strength to squeeze his hand tightly: "Go and find it."
Hongli said hurriedly: "My son, please hurry back to the palace and invite your mother to come."
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The emperor just shook his head, grabbed his hand and suddenly tightened it.
Hongli was shocked and frightened: "Huang Ama" The emperor's portrait He was suddenly out of breath, gasping for air.
Hongli and Su Peisheng panicked, touching their chests and backs, fearing that he would not be able to breathe.
Hongli stamped his feet and shouted: "Pass the imperial doctor, pass the imperial physician."
Su Peisheng rushed out, but the emperor's breathing gradually became weaker.
Only then did Hongli realize that he had just regained consciousness, and he was anxious and painful.
He just kept shouting: "Your Majesty."
"Mahuang Ama" The emperor's eyes gradually became distracted, but he moved his lips vigorously, as if he wanted to say something else.
Hongli leaned down and heard his intermittent voice, which was almost inaudible: "The sweet scent is the blooming osmanthus."
Hongli asked: "What does the emperor want?"
The emperor had no strength to speak anymore, and breathed out the last breath slightly.
He breathed and closed his eyes.
Hongli was shocked and turned pale.
He shouted "Huang Ama Huang Ama" repeatedly with a cry in his voice.
At this time, Su Peisheng had already sent word for the imperial doctor to come in.
Several imperial doctors were led by Liu Shengfang.
They had no time to salute, so they stepped forward to check on the emperor's condition.
Seeing that the emperor's eyes were slightly closed, Liu Shengfang took a trembling hand to test his breathing.
No breathing.
His hand was trembling violently and could no longer be withdrawn.
Su Peisheng was so anxious that even though Hongli was calm, his voice could not help but be a little strange: "How is it?"
Liu Shengfang's teeth chattered softly and she finally said: "Your Majesty, your Majesty is in heaven."
Hongli's face turned frighteningly pale.
Although the emperor's illness came suddenly and seriously, he still had hope in his heart.
Seeing his body swaying slightly, Su Peisheng was afraid that he would pass out, so he called out: "Brother Si" and stretched out his hand to help him on the arm.
Hongli stared blankly at the emperor lying quietly on the kang, as if he refused to believe what Liu Shengfang had just said.
The imperial doctors knelt on the ground.
Outside, Yunlu Yunli and several ministers came in after hearing the news.
When they heard Liu Shengfang's words, they all knelt down.
Yunlu looked up and saw that Hongli was already in tears, and immediately burst into tears.
Crying and kowtowing at the same time: "I ask the Emperor to express my condolences.
Emperor Daxing has passed away, and the Emperor has the final say in everything."
As soon as he cried, a pot was boiling in the palace.
From inside the Nuan Pavilion to outside the palace gate, everyone burst into tears.
Hong Zhou personally hugged the tenth prince and rushed back.
Before he could reach the palace door, he burst into tears.
Hearing this wailing, he knew in his heart what had happened, but his mind went blank, and he finally stumbled into the palace.
The tenth brother in his arms had already fallen asleep, but he was awakened early.
When he opened his eyes, he could not see the familiar wet nurse.
The sound of crying was heard in his ears.
He blinked and started crying.
Hong Zhou felt even more sad when he cried, and his tears fell on the cloak wrapped around his younger brother.
Everyone in the palace cried bitterly, and it took half an hour for the situation to calm down a little, then Ertai helped Hongli and urged him to "save his condolences".
Although Hongli was grieving, he also knew that once this big event happened, there would be thousands of things to come.
They had to make their own decisions for the first time, so Yunlu and Yunli split up to do the "big things".
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The so-called big things were to tell the palaces to hold funerals, to take off the red tassels on their hats, and to change into mourning clothes.
Auspicious lights and curtains were removed everywhere and replaced with filial piety tents.
The most important thing was that Emperor Daxing, Xiao Lian, was escorting Zi Gong back to the palace to rest.
They were all people who had experienced the "big events" in the 61st year of Kangxi.
They were familiar with the etiquette and arranged the manpower one by one.
Then Ertai and Zhang Tingyu returned to the palace first to prepare all matters for pick-up.
Everyone left, but only Hongli and Hongzhou were left here.
Hongli's eyes were slightly red, and he shouted in a low voice: "Tian Shen."
He held Hongzhou's hand tightly with his backhand.
Hong Zhou's heart was agitated, and he was about to shed tears again.
He only called out: "Fourth brother."
He suddenly lost his father and felt that the sky and the earth had suddenly turned pale.
He wished he could hold his head and cry with his brother.
Hong Li was also afraid that he would cry again. stand up, He would also be so sad that he couldn't help but hurriedly said to others: "Huang Ama's edict gives you everything in Yonghe Palace."
Hong Zhou suddenly burst into tears like a child: "I don't want Yonghe Palace.
Just Huang Ama.”
When he cried like this, Hongli couldn't help but burst into tears again.
Su Peisheng and other eunuchs hurriedly came forward to persuade him, and finally persuaded Hongzhou to stop crying.
Hongli suddenly remembered and asked Su Peisheng: "How did Emperor Daxing get so sick?"
"Hong Zhou had doubts in his mind for a long time, but things happened in a hurry and he didn't have time to ask.
At this time, Hongli opened his mouth and realized that he didn't know anything about it.
Su Peisheng wiped his tears and said, "I felt fine when I got up early.
I had a bowl of old rice at noon, which was very delicious.
In the evening, suddenly the internal affairs office came in and Mr.
Li Wei, the governor of Zhili, sent a special mission to fly in.
Ma Chi sent a secret document to the capital.
After reading the secret document, Long Live Master's expression changed.
He walked around in circles in the Nuan Pavilion with his hands behind his back.
The servant felt bad and advised Long Live Master to go.
They were scattered in the garden, but Long Live Master suddenly sent his servant to look for a fan.
Before the servant could come back from the warehouse, Xiao Wuzi came to the warehouse in a panic.
Everyone was frightened and could only shout.
The Shuida slaves ran back rolling and crawling.
They were already waiting for the Long Live Master to lie down.
The Long Live Master only said, "I have a severe headache.
Who knows?"
When he said this, he opened his mouth wide and was about to cry again.
He suddenly encountered a huge change, and everything was in chaos.
His words were confusing and confusing.
Hongli knew that the key to the secret lay in Li Wei's seal, but the emperor did not mention it during his lifetime, apparently not wanting people to know about it.
Hong Zhou also heard the clues and saw that Hong Li didn't ask questions.
Of course, it was best for him to pretend not to know, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and just turned a deaf ear.
Hongli was lost in thought for a while, and suddenly asked: "What kind of fan did Emperor Daxing send you to fetch?"
Su Peisheng wiped his tears and said, "It's an old fan.
I don't know why Long Live Master remembered it, so he ordered his servant to go look for it in the warehouse."
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Hong Zhou said Shi also realized that it was already autumn and the clothes had been changed in the palace.
The emperor suddenly ordered Su Peisheng to look for the fan.
There must be something fishy in this.
Sure enough, Hongli said: "Bring the fan to me and let me take a look."
Su Peisheng went to get it.
Hongli saw that the fan was an old thing from many years ago.
Although it was well collected, it was slightly damaged.
The Xiangzhu fan bones had been rubbed.
It is as ruddy as jade and must have been commonly used by emperors in the past.
When unfolded, one side of the fan is an ink landscape, and the other side is inscribed with a poem called Qijue.
The handwriting is neat and elegant, and it is the royal pen of Emperor Daxing.
Hong Zhou stood beside Hong Li and saw that what was written on the fan was an imperial poem: "Recite poems to the wine and encourage the flowers to drink.
I have a line in front of the flowers to reflect on myself.
Who can be my friend in the Nine Layers and Three Palaces?
The bright moon and clear breeze make a pact."
"Hand in."
There is a sense of carefreeness in the poem, but the old things are still there, the strict father has passed away, and I feel sad.
Hongli turned the fan over and over and looked at it several times, feeling that there was nothing strange about it.
He folded the folding fan and was just silently lost in thought.
At this moment, it was reported from outside that Qian's concubine, who was in the Old Summer Palace, wanted to see Emperor Daxing for the last time after hearing the news.
As a rule, both Hongli and Hongzhou should avoid it, so Hongli ordered Hongzhou to arrange the transportation of the imperial concubines to the Old Summer Palace in order to escort the Daxing Emperor Zi Gong back to the palace, while he went to the side hall to summon Prince Zhuang and others.
After such a fuss, it was already Yinshi, and we had just escorted Daxing Emperor Zi Gong out of the garden and back to the palace.
Hong Zhou only felt exhausted, as if all his strength had been lost overnight.
He just gathered his energy and followed Hong Li closely on horseback.
There were no stars or moon in the sky, and it was pitch black, but the sound of cars rumbled, the clatter of hooves, and occasionally a horse's neighing made the night even more tranquil.
The three battalions of the Hu Jia's vanguard, Shen Rui and Jian Rui carried bright torches and lanterns like a huge fire dragon, winding forward.
In the light of the wind lantern held by the leading eunuch, Hongli could vaguely see his eyes slightly lowered, as if he was thinking about something.
Hong Zhou's mind was in confusion.
He thought for a moment that the emperor just called him by his nickname, with his eyes full of love and kindness.
He also thought of the time when Fang was only six or seven years old and couldn't recite his birth certificate.
His father taught him a lesson with a ruler and hugged him.
He grabbed his leg and shouted: "A small stick will make you suffer, a big stick will make you go away" making Yan's father dumbfounded.
A gust of night wind blew, chilling to the bones.
From then on, he could no longer hear his father's instructions.
Hongli beat his horse and bowed his head, speechless.
He couldn't help but whispered: "Four elder brother."
Hongli looked back at him and saw his eyes were red.
He knew that this fifth disciple had a straightforward temperament, but in fact, he treated his relatives with the most sincere love.
Hong Zhou said: "That year we climbed out of the window."
With just this sentence, the events of many years ago came to life before his eyes.
Hongli was the same year as him, and the difference between them was only three months, so they were the most friendly in the study, and they always studied together after school.
At the age of six or seven, he was very active, so he secretly climbed through the window and entered his father's small study.
Hongzhou was so courageous that he swaggered around the room imitating his father's example, pacing up and down with his hands behind his back, and finally climbed onto a chair to write.
Hongli was young and mature, and he was afraid of being discovered and urged to leave quickly.
With his hands and feet free, Hong Zhou casually pulled out a piece of paper from the drawer, shook his head and read: "Why is it always quiet in the cold night, what is the sound of broken dreams, what is the truth.
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What do you want to recall and what is true?"
He meet He jumped over the words he didn't recognize.
Hongli couldn't help but laugh when he heard this.
He took the plain paper and read it.
They were enlightened to learn antithesis.
Although they had not yet learned to compose poetry, they already knew what rhymed poetry was.
Although Hongli and Hongzhou studied together However, his knowledge was much better than that of Hongzhou.
At this time, he read it carefully and saw that he could recognize every word of the seven-character poem.
Children like to show off most, so he said: "I'll read it to you - Night Thousands of doors are still in the cold, broken dreams are reflected in the shadows of flowers.
Dreams are so short that they cannot be loved forever.
Who can teach me to sit still and build a corridor?
The wind moves the curtains between the two places.
This love can only be paid to the moon in the sky."
Hong Zhou slapped his mouth and asked: "What does that mean?"
Hong Li didn't understand the meaning of the poem, but when he saw that the title of the poem was "Wood in the Cold Night", he said in an old-fashioned way: "Anyway, it's a poem written by Ama.
Amma’s poems are good poems.”
Although Hong Zhou was naughty, he had a good memory.
Although more than ten years had passed since the incident, he still felt that even Hong Li's pretentious appearance at that time was still in front of him.
With a slight movement of the corner of his mouth, he wanted to remember what he met in the wine shop tonight.
Singer's story Hongli told everything, but his thoughts changed.
The emperor's father passed away.
The words of this poem are unclear.
His feelings are suspicious.
There will be a big change tonight.
This fourth brother is already a great leader.
If he talks too much, he might make a big miracle.
Disaster strikes.
So she held it back and swallowed the words as soon as they reached her lips.
Hongli was in a daze and didn't notice that he stopped talking.
The night wind was slightly cold, blowing up his sleeves.
He instinctively squeezed them with his hands, and the fold was still well placed in the pocket at the bottom of his sleeves.
Just now, Su Peisheng was secretly ordered to search Nuange, and finally found this fold.
Because it is a secret book, no staff members were used to write it.
Although Li Wei, the governor of Zhili, was the first governor in the world, his handwriting was as childish as a child's.
The wording of the sentences was full of errors, except for the routine "hat" at the beginning and end. ", the whole article is written in vernacular, and even the meaning of the sentence is not coherent.
He read it twice before he understood every word.
Although he only read it twice, he could almost recite the entire excerpt verbatim.
As long as he was lost in thought for a moment, the crooked handwriting like a child's hand would roll over his heart like a thunderous word: "The governor-general is directly under the jurisdiction of local military affairs and is also in charge of the Ministry of Criminal Affairs.
He has been appointed to the crown prince Taifu minister Li Wei.
I would like to respectfully request the Holy Magistrate.
In the sixth year of Yongzheng's reign, I received an imperial painting and an imperial edict: If you are in the south of the Yangtze River, you can visit the people in the painting nearby.
If you find anything, don't be alarmed and report it to me immediately.
I admire this and obey it.
The minister sent a special person to search day and night.
Last month, he finally saw a jade pendant in the Hutchison Pawn Shop in the south of Baoding City, which he believed to be the item in the emperor's drawing.
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The court in the shop confessed that this pendant was actually worth ten taels of silver.
It was a dead stock and would no longer be redeemed.
The minister did not dare to show the imperial painting to him, so he sent another person to Zhejiang to examine Shi Fangcai strictly, and confessed that the people who were renting the house were mother and daughter.
The mother was nearly forty years old, sick and mute, and she was indeed the one in the emperor's painting. people.
The minister did not dare to be good and expert, so he reported it to the emperor's decree.
In addition, the emperor asked secretly the day before yesterday: Brother Si suddenly doubted the place of his birth.
Did he know that he was born in Rehe?
Except for the emperor, only the ministers and Nian Gengyao knew about this matter.
This year Gengyao had been guilty for many years, and I could swear to heaven that I would not leak a single word.
The emperor asked: How did the fourth elder brother know?
I am really worried and confused. " Hongli raised his eyes and let out a long breath silently.
Rehe, it turns out that I was born in Rehe.
After greeting his mother that day, he was chatting with her and asked on a whim: "Mother, where was I born in Yonghe Palace?"
Unexpectedly, Concubine Xi was holding a cup of hot tea in her hand, and she didn't know if it had burned her hands.
"It shattered into pieces with a crash.
The palace maids were so frightened that they hurried over to clean it up.
Aunt Nai, who had served Concubine Xi for many years, became even more anxious and asked repeatedly: "Have you permed your concubine?"
Concubine Xi was calm, waved her hand and said, "It's okay, it's okay."
She smiled at him and said, "You were born in the east wing of Yonghe Palace.
Could it be possible that you were born somewhere else?"
He had really forgotten such a small thing.
The chariots and horses of the chariot and the ceremonial guard were flowing like the tide, countless wind lanterns flickered in the cold autumn night wind, and the princes and nobles surrounded him with arches.
The emperor's father has died, and the endless night in front of him and the world are about to be in the palm of his hand.
He cannot, and will never, let the world doubt any flaws in his birth.
This horrifying, earth-shattering secret, he decided to let it be completely annihilated and never be heard from
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