Kangxi, fifty-one years.

She had counted the days and looked forward to the arrival of this day, but when the calendar finally turned to this page, Ruolu found that she was not as excited as she imagined, could it be that the life in the mountain temple can really sharpen and calm a person's heart?

She didn't know, but what she did know was that history hadn't changed since her arrival, at least so far, as she knew. However, in just a few months, the princelings and their party have been reprimanded, degraded and killed, and they have been scattered, and they can no longer become a climate.

The biggest threat is gone, and today, Ruolu only hopes that Kangxi will forget himself forever on Wutai Mountain, whether it is here to grow old for the rest of his life, or to wait until the fourth master ascends the throne, she just doesn't want to go back to the palace. Such a simple and uncalculated day is too happy and too rare.

Xu God heard her prayer, and there has been no news in the palace, Ruolu was able to continue to live her leisurely and tranquil life on Wutai Mountain. She once felt that the life of a monk was boring and the life in the monastery was hard, but when she jumped away from the court life and began to live in the monastery, she realized the taste, such as people drinking water and knowing their own warmth. A few years have passed since the "two wastes", and when I think of the past years in the palace, it is like a lifetime.

If there is anything wrong, it is that the spiritual head of the master of the idiot has become more and more poor recently, and he used to talk to her for two or three hours without resting, often if Ruolu is tired and forgive, he is still relishing, his face is not tired, and now he can no longer eat it for an hour, and he uses a lot less food every day. The abbot invited a doctor from the mountain to come for a consultation, but there was no improvement.

Ruolu saw it in his eyes, worried in his heart, thought about it again and again, and decided to repair a book, hoping that Kangxi could send an imperial doctor. Kangxi left a messenger, Ruo Yu knew it, and Kangxi often exchanged letters with the idiot master on weekdays. Ruolu handed over the letter to the messenger, specially instructed the messenger to hurry, and watched the messenger leave quickly, until he could not see the shadow of a man or a horse, and then turned back to the courtyard and went straight to the meditation room of the master of the idiot.

Within three days, the light car and fast horse stopped outside the temple. It's just that the idiot master has run out of oil, and Imperial Doctor Lu is also lacking in skills.

Ruo Yu had already guessed a few points in his heart, but when he heard Imperial Doctor Lu say it himself, he couldn't help but feel a little sad in his heart. I also thought that the idiot master was already a long life, and he died without illness, which can be regarded as a happy ending.

The funeral of the master of the idiot was according to his last wishes, and it was simple.

Ruolu was dressed in plain clothes, with a sad expression, holding a gray jar containing the ashes of the master of the idiot in his arms. Imperial Physician Lu thought for a moment, stepped forward and bowed slightly, and said in a low voice: "The emperor's intention is to ask the minister to escort Gege back to the palace, you see, when will you leave?" ”

Opening his mouth, Ruo Yu turned his head slightly to look at Imperial Physician Lu, and said softly: "In the past, when I talked with the master, every time I talked about the people living and working in peace and contentment, and the four seas were peaceful, the master always felt that the emperor had made a wise decision to govern the world, and he also regretted that he had never gone for a walk in person and seen it with his own eyes. Now that the master has passed away, I want to take the master's ashes around and see, okay? ”

"This ......" Imperial Physician Lu looked embarrassed and thought for a moment, "Rong Chen will report Gege's request to the emperor, and ask the emperor to decide." ”

Ruolu nodded slightly and answered.

A few days later, Kangxi replied and granted Ruolu's request. Imperial Physician Lu left a small team of men and horses to escort Ruolu, and he led the rest of the men and horses back to Beijing.

Ruolu didn't know where to go, she never asked the hometown of the idiot master, but there were relatives, and even the real name of the idiot master was not clear.

Kangxi didn't set a date for her to return to Beijing, Ruolu did whatever she wanted, pointing wherever she wanted. She didn't know who the team of people left by Imperial Doctor Lu belonged to, where she was from, and she didn't want to bother thinking about wandering outside for more than half a year, and her food and clothing were comfortable, and where did the silver come from.

If you go to one place, if you don't like it, you will set off in three or two days, and if you live comfortably, ten days and a half months are also common. Whenever she arrives at a new location, she likes to dress up as a man and sit in the lobby of the teahouse tavern.

The eighth master was reprimanded, the Dzungar rebelled, the queen mother died of illness, and the hottest topic at present is the great general king who fought in the northwest. In her memory, a young man once told her that if he had a choice, he wanted to wear armor, hold spears and halberds, and be a military general galloping on the battlefield.

Before leaving a place, Ruolu will find the water's edge, or a moat, or a river or lake, and sprinkle a handful of ashes of the master of the idiot, as if the master has also imprinted the footprints of this way.

Finally, the jar was empty, and Ruolu was a little at a loss as to where to go next. Thinking of Saiwai, she has been in the Qing Dynasty for more than ten years, and the hardest period of time is outside Saiwai, the weather is so cold, the wind is so strong, no matter how thick the big goose, no matter how warm the hand stove is, she can't cover her up at that time. But after all, I got through it.

The plug in June is so warm, who would have thought that it would be cold in winter.

Encamping is what the soldiers of the Eight Banners are best at, Ruolu did not expect that one day he would also live the life of a herdsman, raising two little lambs, catching a few rabbits, going down to the river to catch fish, learning to milk cows, but unfortunately the briquettes are not there.

Today, Ruolu organized hunting, had good wine in the head, and got along for more than two years, Ruolu was also familiar with a few people, and they were a lot more casual in front of Ruolu.

Leaving the two to look after the house, Ruolu and the others crossed the horse and ran all the way to the depths of the forest. Ruolu has no interest in wine, only wants to hunt two rabbits or pheasants to roast for a tooth sacrifice, speaking of which, she hasn't barbecued for a long time, and the last time seems to be on her fourteenth birthday.

It's just that although she has no ambition, her riding and shooting has been instructed by Thirteen and Zartu, and she can't say anything to the two "masters" to lose face, but as soon as Ruolu came up, she hunted a rabbit and two pheasants with all her might. With the prey in her hand, she was not very nervous, and wandered around the woods.

"Jidu, why don't you go hunting with them? I'm not good at that wine, but I heard Xiao Qi say that you are a master of wine tasting. Ruolu turned around and looked behind him, silently following Jidu all the way.

"The minion's duty is to protect Gege."

Shrugging his shoulders, Ruolu said: "There is no danger here, and no one knows my identity, so I'm really sorry to detain you by my side like this." ”

"The slave doesn't dare, the maxim is heavy."

"Okay, whatever you want."

"Be careful!" Before Ruo Lu's words fell, Ji Du suddenly stepped forward, stretched out his long arms, and grabbed Ruo Lu on his horse. Fang Yi stabilized Ruolu, then turned the horse's head with the reins in one hand, and drew his sword to protect it with the other.

"Who!"

A few zhang away, a middle-aged woman in a Mongolian robe sat on a horse, still maintaining the posture of archery in her hands, and her expression was also a little stunned.

Ruolu also relieved himself at this time, and probably understood that if it wasn't for Ji Du's shot, he might have been shot by the woman in front of him, but he didn't know if the woman was careless or deliberate.

"You, are you alright?" The middle-aged woman looked a little frightened, and looked up and down at Ruolu's body.

Shaking his head, Ruolu did not speak.

Xu Shijidu's gaze was too oppressive, and the middle-aged woman spoke again: "I just saw a sika deer in the grass over there, and I was anxious for a while, and I didn't notice you." ”

After listening to the middle-aged woman's explanation, Ruolu basically believed it and motioned for Jidu to put away his sword. Ji Du judged that the woman in front of him was indeed not dangerous, so he also neatly put away the sword, and helped Ruolu back to her horse, hugged his fists and said: "It happened suddenly, and my subordinates are offended, and I ask my master to forgive me." ”

Ruolu shook her head, signaled that it was okay, and was about to leave, when the middle-aged woman suddenly shouted: "It's you!" ”