"I don't know, Master, what did you think of?"

"The scene of the sudden death of the white swallow, do you know what he saw that made him extremely frightened?" Yuan Qi sat on the spot and looked at Zhao Deqing's eyes full of doubts, and said, "He saw a ghost, an extremely terrifying ghost in the audience... ”

The owner of the teahouse standing next to the station was very surprised and interrupted Yuan Qi's words. What he saw in his eyes was a kind of surprise, and a hint of fear, his eyes were round, his eyes were glazed, and he said, "How do you know this?" ”

"On the way to Changchun Garden again, I heard the taxi driver talk about it, and the ghost asked for his life, so I suddenly thought of this scene."

"You're right, it's true, Master Bai did die from a ghost."

After hearing this, Yuan Qi said, "Tell me, I'm willing to listen." ”

"He Yuan, the original official residence of Changchun Garden, when it comes to He Yuan, we have to start with his cause," the owner of the teahouse first asked Yuan Qi and Zhao Deqing to walk off the stage, and went upstairs to sit in front of the table of eight immortals, and the owner of the teahouse then made tea for them. Yuan Qi and Zhao Deqing took the teacup in the hands of the teahouse owner, said "thank you", and then sat down and put the teacup with tea in front of them, and the teahouse owner sat down to tell them about the century-old mansion.

In the first year of Jiaqing in the Qing Dynasty, there was a Xiucai who did not win the examination for three years, and three years later he and his son He Jiehao went to Beijing to catch the exam, and everyone called him He Taigong. He Taigong is the most knowledgeable person in this village and town, and the people will come to him to comment on any unfair things, and He Taigong is also very fair to deal with these things, never being partial to the matter, and even the county officials here listen to his judgment, so he is quite prestigious, some people call him Xiucai Master, and there are words such as the heavens and the stars. As night fell, the southern county seemed very quiet, and Mrs. He and his son He Jiehao packed their bags and set off the next morning. The sky is just dawning, maybe everyone is still asleep at this time, the street is very calm, the bluestone road is wet as if it rained last night, the shops on the left and right have not yet opened, and no one is walking around the street. The father and son led the horse to walk on the street, from the morning when the cold did not disappear, it looked particularly desolate, the slow pace to the southern city head, drinking water to know the source, the kindness is unforgettable, the county lord led the villagers to stand at the head of the city to see them off.

Mrs. He and his son He Jiehao stepped forward quickly, bent down and saluted, and said, "Master." ”

"It's up to you to win glory for me, it's up to you." The county magistrate stood in the middle of the villagers.

"The grass people will live up to expectations, thank you and his fellow villagers for taking care of the grass people and their dogs all the time, thank you," the Taigong stood in front of him and looked at the grandmaster and his fellow villagers. His son He Jiehao followed closely and saluted: "The nostalgia is unforgettable, and there is nothing to express in the future." ”

"Taigong, you go all the way," and then the villagers behind Taigong shouted in unison: "Taigong, go all the way." ”

"You all go back," Taigong and his son He Jiehao took a few steps back and rode on their horses, looked at the city gate, the place where I was born and raised, turned the horse's head and left, and went straight to the capital.

As the sun set, it was getting dark, and there was no one in the wilderness. Taigong rode a horse and stood on the cliff, and his son He Jiehao also rode a horse and stood beside him, saying: "Father, seeing that the sky is about to get dark, where do we live now?" ”

The mountains are continuous, the lush forests are verdant, Mrs. He looks at the towering mountains, there is a single peak that is not high among the mountains, and there is a broken temple on the top of the single peak. Only then did Mrs. He show a smile on his face at this time, and he pointed to the temple with a stiff rope in his hand and said, "If you don't enter the secular door and enter the monk's door, you will go down the mountain with your father." ”

The father and son each rode down the mountain, and when they reached Dufeng, it was already dark, and only the bright moon was in the sky. There are more dense forests here, and it is only pitch black when you enter, and you can't figure out the direction. Mrs. Ho led the horse and walked with torches, and his son Ho Kit-hao followed him, entered the dense forest, went up the stone steps, and came to the gate of this stone temple, which was already dilapidated, and it seemed that it had not been inhabited for a long time, and then entered the backyard and tied the horse to a wooden stake.

"I guess this place has been uninhabited for a long time, and you can see this dilapidated temple and overgrown weeds on the ground."

He Jiehao stood behind him, just nodded without saying a word, walked forward and entered the temple lobby, brought straw to make the bed, his father brought dry firewood and put it in the middle of the hall, lit a fire, and then the two sat down and took the package from the side, opened it and there were some roast duck, sausages and white meat, and fine wine. Taigong opened the wine and handed it to He Jiehao, then pinched the white meat with his hand and put it in his mouth, and said, "My son, who do you say will be the chief examiner of this scientific examination?" ”

He Jie took a sip of wine, pondered for a while, and said, "The child thinks it should be the emperor's teacher, Lord Zhu Jue." ”

"I think about my father, Master Zhu Qi is very knowledgeable, and he is a holy teacher, and the Emperor Taishang also appreciates him very much, so what are the exam questions this time?"

"Father, what do you think they need to do? Where are the evils of the state? ”

Taigong looked at the flames rising in front of him, illuminated the entire temple, pondered for a long time, and said: "Corruption has always existed, this father feels very normal, and there is nothing outstanding about it," At this time, Jie Hao looked at his father, on that face, on the face of the pretending smile, the wrinkles of his smiling face revealed his vicissitudes of life, and his heart was a little painful. Maybe he's thinking, "Is Dad confused?" The rise and fall of the country lies in the rule of officials, and rectifying the rule of officials has always been the first thing that the new monarch has to do. How could he understand the meaning of his father's words? said this in one bite, it can be seen that his father is not confused, but uses this to lead to his own inner words, and to find out his scheming, which shows that he has good intentions!

"Why do you look at your father like that?" Taigong looked at Jie Hao's eyes full of doubts, picked up the wine jug and took a sip, and said.

"The son is thinking about a problem," Jie Hao took the wine jug in his father's hand and drank wildly, then put it down, and said confidently: "Father, your son does not agree with this idea, and being prepared for danger in times of peace is exactly what the politician wants to do, Emperor Qianlong created the prosperous era of the Qing Dynasty, the country is rich and the people live and work in peace and contentment, this is the wisdom of the holy monarch, but with the back of this prosperous dynasty, corruption has become a hidden danger in my Qing Dynasty, the emperor is very happy, the east and the west are begging, the level of Geer, the big and small Jinchuan rebellion, and the Burma descend, This is what he called the Ten Perfections of Martial Arts, and now that the treasury has been depleted, coupled with the corruption of local officials and the intensification of exploitation of the people, the people are already overwhelmed. The White Lotus uprisings in Hubei, Sichuan, and Shaanxi were official coercion and popular rebellion. The first thing the child wanted to do after the new monarch was to rectify the rule of officials and kill corrupt officials, but He Shen was the first corrupt official in the Qing Dynasty, with tens of millions of private residences, rich enough to rival the country, and its luxury far exceeded that of the palace. After finishing speaking, He Jiehao looked out of the window, the lightning outside the window continued, and the drought and thunder were startled, and it seemed that the storm was coming.

"My son Hugh is talking nonsense, there are thousands of Heshen henchmen, and he is deeply rooted in the court, and he is an important minister who can be relied on in the court, the emperor needs money and food for the expedition, and the lord is to gather wealth for the Qing Dynasty, how can you wait for Xiao Xiao to know the talent of the adult, plus with the emperor as the backing, the new monarch wants to shake the position of the lord and the lord I am afraid it will be even more difficult, Hugh has to say this nonsense in the future, this will bring you death."

"Now that the Emperor Taishang is old, he has no intention of asking about the government, and there is Wang Jie and Wang Zhongtang in the court to collect evidence of Heshen's crimes.

The night is deep, the father and son are lying on the straw mat and fall asleep, in front of them is the dusty sacrificial table, as well as the incense ding, it is obvious that no one here has come to worship the Buddha, the tall mud bodhisattva behind the sacrificial table, only the lightning will illuminate the hall, can see its face clearly, its eyes are round, open its mouth wide like a roar, dragon scale armor and the red scarf of the body, the left hand holds the gong high, so tall and mighty. A thunderclap woke He Jiehao from his dream, and suddenly a woman's miserable singing voice came from a distance, like a deafening howl or a serious illness**. He Jiehao looked at his father sleeping next to him, but he was snoring like thunder, patted his father's body lying on his side, there was no movement, he walked out of the hall alone, stood outside the ruined temple, looked at the lonely and dilapidated temple, and listened to the voice, which echoed in the valley.

The thunder rumbled, the lightning continued, He Jiehao looked for the source of this sound, slowly walked down the single peak, entered the forest, and passed through the dense forest is the open field, this sound stopped abruptly. There is a lonely grave in the distance, the grave is overgrown with weeds, and the stone tablet in front of the grave is blurry and I can't see what words are written on it, maybe it is because it is too old. The sound of the wind howled angrily, bending the surrounding trees, and this sound startled from behind him again, making Jiehao listen to the creepy, slowly turning around, his skin was a little numb, from the spine to his brain, his eyes were round, and he saw a woman in white dancing in the wilderness, her clothes fluttering, her long hair fluttering, it was difficult to see her true face. The dancing body hangs in the air, never touching the ground. After this sound stopped, the woman in white stood in place, very quietly, without saying a word.

"Why is the girl dancing here solo?" Jie Hao stepped forward and stood behind the woman in white, who still stood there without saying a word.

"Why didn't the girl speak, is it because she was angry that she had taken the liberty of visiting?" Jie Hao stretched out his hands and turned the woman in white, her long hair hung down, perhaps because she was curious, she stretched out her hand again to pull away her long hair, the first thing I saw was the blood-red tongue spitting out, her face was cold, her eyes turned up, Jie Hao immediately retracted her hand, stepped back, slipped and fell to the ground.

"You're a human or a ghost," he said in horror.

The woman in white walked towards Jie Hao with a slow pace, and He Jiehao stared at her approaching steps with wide eyes, at a loss. The woman in white passed slowly, and finally didn't leave a word, He Jiehao looked at the woman in white with dull eyes, and there were still a lot of blood stains left on his chest, so he walked into the woods, and then his eyes were black.

The next morning, the sky had just cleared, the ground still smelled of earth, and after the fresh rain in the empty mountains, the weather was late. When I woke up the next day, I found myself lying on the open grass, and I don't remember exactly what happened last night. Jiehao stood up and looked around, surrounded by a small hill that was not high. The morning breeze blew, and I sneezed a few times in a row, only to find that the clothes on my body were wet by the heavy rain last night, wring out the rain at the corners of my clothes, and continued to walk forward, it turned out that this small hill was a tomb, the stone door in front of the tomb was closed, there was a small stone tablet in front of the stone door, overgrown with weeds, Jie Hao stretched out his hand to spread out these weeds on the ground, and found a few big characters engraved on the stone tablet, as if it had been renovated by later generations, these big characters were clearly visible.

"The Tomb of Gongzi Qi", Jie Hao was stunned by a few big words in front of him, and there is also a monument "Han Dang" written below, the owner of this tomb is Gongzi Qi, Gongzi Qi is a politician in the late Warring States period, and later failed to change and lived in a different place, died of despair, presumably buried here. This stone door is very heavy and cannot be opened at all, and it is a pity that I can't find the switch to open the stone door.

Jie Hao kept wandering in place, thinking about it, and said to himself: "Let's tell my father about this and see what he can do?" Then he turned around and went back the way he came, eager to tell his father about it.