Winter clouds cover the sky and teachers and students reunite

Thin snow covered the bones of the man

Batches of messengers sent to Yunnan have not returned, making Kangxi, who moved to the Tongzhou Palace, more and more anxious. Tranquility is sometimes silent terror, and the heavy pressure invisibly strengthens in the tranquility, forcing him to breathe. The Empress Dowager was also afraid that Kangxi would not be able to bear the heavy pressure, so she asked Su Malagu to go to Tongzhou. After all, she has taken care of Kangxi since she was a child, and she has a good temper and temperament, and she can also relieve her boredom by talking about gossip and talking about Buddhism and Zen.

The palace is located in a deserted Guandi temple in the north of Tongzhou, Kangxi saw her coming, and his heart was also happy, so he ordered someone to clean up a fine house behind the palace, let her live and retreat, and after handling government affairs every day, he paced over and talked to her.

"Huizhen," Kangxi came in this day, and when he saw that Aunt Su Mala had just finished meditating, he sat down on the edge of the kang, used fire scissors to pluck the charcoal fire that was already burning vigorously, and asked with a smile, "Although you are a monk, I still look at you as a big sister, I am very uneasy now, according to you, what is the symptom in the southwest?" ”

Su Malagu seems to be a little overwhelmed, since the eighth year of Kangxi, she has cut off meat, and she doesn't even need oil, and her body is very weak. She stretched out her withered hands to bake the fire, and said in a non-inquiring voice: "The sky has changed, and when I went out this morning, it was already falling in the snow." After entering the wax moon, the canal outside was frozen like a mirror. Xiao Maozi hasn't heard from me for so long, I think it's not good to live in this place for too long, it's better to go back to the palace to do errands. ”

Kangxi was actually thinking about this matter, although it was stricter here, it was inconvenient to summon the minister. If there had been nothing in the southwest, a letter would have been sent back a long time ago; If there is a drastic change in the southwest, there will be no secret to protect. He quickly understood the double meaning of Su Malagu's words, and said with a smile: "Yes, I also thought that it was time to go back." It's really strange, what did Yang Qilong do when they asked Xiao Maozi to go, they didn't come back for so long? Could it be that there is something flawed? ”

"You have to think of everything." Su Malagu's pale hair trembled slightly, "This is an extraordinary time. Kangxi listened and said with emotion: "That's true." In the past few days, I have been restless and feel that there is a bad omen everywhere. After Sun Yanling, Wang Fuchen was coerced and rebelled. Fan Chengmo was in an urgent hurry almost a day for 600 miles, reporting the situation in Fujian, but he couldn't say why, Li Guangdi went without any news, Chen Menglei went to Geng's house to be an official, is it auspicious or evil? Wang Fuchen is reversed, what should his son Wang Jizhen do? If Wu Sangui is opposed, what will Wu Yingxiong do? It's hard! Kangxi took a long breath, and the bigger worries in his heart have not yet been spoken: since November, Beijing officials have taken leave, and there are more and more "Ding worries", which is not a good sign! Seeing that he was so anxious, Su Malagu comforted: "Don't doubt too much. Although I haven't asked about mundane things for a long time, I look at it coldly, Li Guangdi and Chen Menglei still seem to have a conscience. ”

"Literati can't do anything." Kangxi quoted an idiom, and said with a smile, "They are all Han people, in their Han language, that is, 'if they are not of my race, their hearts will be different'!" Master, I don't dare to forget these words at any time, I am extremely difficult to sit in this world! ”

Although this is said by ordinary Han people, because Aunt Su Mala and Wu Ciyou had that marriage before, she sounded a little prickly, so she got up and smiled: "The snow scene outside must be good, is it good to go out for a walk?" I guess He Guizhu should also send business to Long Live Lord. Ming'er has to drive back to the palace, and then come to this place, but it is not so convenient. ”

"It's okay," Kangxi stood up, didn't call anyone, dragged a sheepskin golden monkey skin robe and put it on, and walked out of the hall with Su Malagu. Wei Dongting, who was guarding under the eaves, glanced at Wolf and Mu Zixu, and the three of them followed behind Kangxi and the others from a distance.

Although the sky was very overcast, the snow was very small and scattered, and the ground was only covered with a thin layer of hoarfrost. Kangxi put up a pergola in his hand, and saw a group of people on the distant river beach from a distance, and seemed to be watching what was lively, and pointed with a smile: "Master, let's be a layman for a while, let's take a look at the excitement together?" Su Malagu listened to him interestingly, and said with a smile: "Being a monk is not as quiet as the world, and being a quiet person is better than a monk." Long live the words and obey the commandment! ”

The two of them walked south on the frozen soil in the wind, and after about half a mile, they saw He Guizhu with more than a dozen Ben Congfei and greeted him like a horse. As soon as He Guizhu saw Kangxi, he immediately rolled the saddle and dismounted, fell to the ground, and said with white gas in his mouth: "The slave He Guizhu has sent an excerpt to the Long Live Lord!" Kangxi saw that his eyebrows, beard and hair had hoarfrost, turned around and smiled at Aunt Su Mala: "Let's talk on the fire in the temple, and dress warmly, I don't want them to freeze like this." Then he said, "Get up, and tell them to send them with them, and you will go with us to relax." He Guizhu got up, rubbed his hands and stomped his feet and said, "Dare to be cold!" Today is the tenth day of the lunar month, and it is almost the New Year! ”

The three of them approached the crowd, and they knew that it was two Jianghu artists doing the scene. There were hundreds of onlookers, some with their necks shrunk, and some with their hands and feet stamped. Kangxi felt very unhappy, so he said: "It's better to go to the river and have a look!" ”

As soon as the words fell, I suddenly heard a clanging piano sound inside, and a female voice rose up leisurely.

"What is this singing?" He Guizhu heard the babbling singing, couldn't hear the words clearly, said in surprise, and squeezed in sideways. He was dressed in official clothes, and people gradually flashed out of an alley. Kangxi listened to the sound of the piano and couldn't help nodding in appreciation: "I didn't expect there to be such a master here!" Aunt Su Mala was silent.

He Guizhu squeezed to the front of the crowd, only to see that it was a thinly dressed female singer Tingting standing and singing, and then looked at the person who played the piano accompaniment on the side, and was so shocked that he almost fainted: it looked very much like Wu Erye! He was afraid that he was dazzled, and when he rubbed his eyes and looked again, the man lowered his head to hook the piano and wipe the strings, and his half-pale hair trembled slightly, and he could no longer see his face clearly. He wanted to shout, but hesitated for a moment before speaking, and heard the woman sing again:

Xiao Xiaohu River passed through this, and he was tormented by his worries.

Stepping on the lame embroidered shoes to bury the snow path, blowing the remnants of the clouds into the wind nest.

There is less singing and pushing grace along the way, and there are many begging people to endure humiliation on their backs.

If you want to return to the sunset, you can't return, and the sunset looks back with tears.

Sing it to this end. Because of the sad lyrics and sad singing, the surrounding audience let out a sigh. He Guizhu also felt a sour nose, and when he lowered his head to wipe away his tears and looked again, he was looking at Wu Ciyou! There is no mistake, the piano player is the emperor Wu Ciyou...... He Guizhu's heart suddenly became hot, and he cried out in a lost voice: "Second master, my good second master!" ”

He was desperate, picked up the people with both hands, threw himself on the ground and walked a few steps on his knees, and his hands tightly hugged Wu Ciyou, who was sitting on the cold stone pier and stroked the qin, and cried: "Second master! You...... You've come to such a point...... Zhu'er is guilty, guilty! There was a commotion in the crowd, and there was a lot of shouting outside. It turned out that Aunt Su Mala had already carried her back, her face was as white as wax, and Kangxi was supporting her. …… In an instant, there was a commotion inside and outside the venue, and even Yun Niang, who was singing, was stunned.

Kangxi was also full of arrows, with mixed feelings, and handed over the unconscious Su Malagu to Mu Zixu to take care of, and paced in with Wei Dongting. The wolf whipped out his whip and rushed to see the lively people: "Go, go!" What's there to see? Beware of the whip! ”

"Mr. Wu," Kangxi saw that Wu Ciyou was in such a situation, his heart was sour and hot, and he stepped forward and said softly, "It's Long'er who is not good, and it hurts you to be like this...... You're so miserable......" he burst into tears.

Wu Ciyou seemed to be in a dream, first he was confused, and when he suddenly saw that it was Kangxi, he was startled and got up and said, "Yes...... Dragons! How did you end up here? Did the princes of the outside rebel against him? Is there any evil in the palace? ”

"Nope." Kangxi was so moved that his body trembled slightly. This teacher, who is as close as an eldest brother, quoted the words of Sima Sui Tho in the Spring and Autumn Period as soon as they met, and admonished himself that he should not leave the palace lightly. But the reason in the heart is not clear in a few words, so he wiped away his tears and reluctantly smiled: "I listen to the teacher, and I will go back in a while." It's too cold here, so let's go to the temple over there and talk. ”

Yun Niang wanted to leave, but when she saw Aunt Su Mala fainting, Mu Zixu was half-tucked and half-supported and not good-looking, so she had to reluctantly come over and salute Kangxi, and conceited Aunt Su Mala to go back to the temple. Kangxi looked at Yun Niang, remembered the incident of Shahebao that year, and felt sad again, and said with a strong smile: "When we meet here again today, the old regrets can be released." It's rare to be so coincidental and complete! So saying, he ordered them to go back to the temple.

It took a long time for Aunt Su Mala to wake up, and when she heard that Kangxi was ordering someone to go to Tongzhou to sell wine and cook food, she helped Yun Niang to walk out.

I hadn't seen Wu Ciyou for three years, and at this time, Su Malagu couldn't help but look at him carefully. Seeing that Wu Ciyou was wearing a azure cloth robe, it was already dirty and torn, and the pair of double-beam cloth shoes he was wearing under his feet were still made by himself, which had been torn to expose the white socks inside, and he was still floating here, still without losing his former gentle and elegant bearing, wearing Kangxi's golden monkey skin robe, and laughing calmly. Su Malagu only nodded slightly, signaled as a salute, pulled Yun Niang's hand away, and sat on the futon in front of the god case, closing her eyes and meditating. He Guizhu was so busy that when he saw Kangxi and Wu Ciyou talking about serious things, he came back and stood next to Wei Dongting, waiting for the person who purchased the banquet to come back.

"Sir," Kangxi pressed his hands to his knees, leaned forward and said, "Fang has already explained the situation, what should I do next?" ”

"Holy!" Wu Ciyou replied solemnly, "If you want to withdraw the feudal domain, you must prepare for war, and the selection of generals is a top priority, and you must not delay." ”

Kangxi nodded lightly, and listened to Wu Ciyou: "The minister doesn't understand military affairs, since Zhou Peigong said that the decisive battle is in Hunan, the lord should quickly transfer the army to Jingxiang, Hanyang, and Nanjing to deploy defenses, and all the chaotic parties in Beijing should be destroyed as soon as possible and stabilize our position." "What the gentleman said is that I plan to appoint Prince An Yue Le and Prince Jian Rabu to be in charge of the Central Road General Bureau, Tu Hai and Zhou Peigong to deal with the West Road Wang Fuchen, Prince Kang Jieshu to deal with the East Road Fujian, and Wu Sangui if he rebels, and destroy his new force in Hunan!"

"Good!" Wu Ciyou listened and thought about it, and couldn't help but praise it, "The emperor can be said to have no last resort!" The minister has also privately plotted for the emperor in the past few years, and he has got a total of eight words, I don't know ......"

"Which eight words?" Kangxi's eyes lit up and asked anxiously.

"Survey the southeast first, and then determine the northwest!"

"Hmm!" Kangxi stood up, lowered his head with his hands behind his back and pondered, for a long time, and suddenly laughed: "Mr. is my enlightenment teacher in the end, and there is no one who knows me than Mr." ”

"The minister thinks that this eight characters can lay the foundation of my Qing Dynasty!" Wu Ciyou left his seat and bowed and said, "Your Majesty should be an unprecedented saint monarch, even if the Tang Sect and Han Wu can't reach it!" ”

Kangxi smiled, and was about to say more, He Guizhu rushed in and said with a smile, "The banquet is here, please show the master!" Kangxi then smiled and said: "There will be a day in the future, let's talk slowly - look at these people in front of you, except for Miss Li, most of them are old customers of Yuepeng Store back then, and only the pearl is missing." ”

He Guizhu hurriedly said: "Yes! Cause and effect happen to coincide, the number of creation qi is certain, and there is no mistake, the slave still operates the old business, and drinks for the long live Lord and you! "Talking about the cloth wine and feasting. Kangxi looked interested, smiled and frowned: "Although the Forbidden City is good, there are too many rules, and I always win a wine order, which is very boring, but unfortunately there is no wine sign here." Wu Ciyou smiled when he heard this: "You don't have to order to play with wine signs, Yun Niang and I originally came from Tianjin to sing, let's return our true colors." ”

Wei Dongting was unconcerned at this time, and echoed beside him: "Unexpectedly, Yun Niang sang a good song, and we all shed tears!" Kangxi smiled and said, "How about asking Yun Niang to sing another song to cheer up?" Wu Ciyou moved the piano and said with a smile: "We're suffering to the end, let's sing!" ”

"Sir," Yun Niang glanced at Aunt Su Mala, who was describing the withered and sitting beads, and couldn't tell whether she was sad or bitter in her heart, and a thousand words had become nonsense at this time, but she also wanted to sing. After a little hesitation, he picked up the cloud board and said with a smile: "We have been together for thousands of miles, a few years, isn't it just for today?" Okay, I'll sing it again and make a finale. Everyone was happy, and they didn't pay attention to it, but Kangxi looked at her bleak face, her words were sad, she felt that something was wrong, and she couldn't say anything, so she had to listen with a smile.

Wu Ciyou smiled: "It's been a big brother all the way, why did you become 'Mr.' again?" After that, while tuning the strings, he asked, "Which tune do you sing?" ”

"Please play 'Deep in the Night.'" Yun Niang said with a smile, swung her skirt, made a whirling dance on the spot, and sang in a singing voice:

Golden Horse Jade Hall, painting carved beams, ten thousand bells and thousands of bells, for a few happy families, ask the heart: how many children are in the monarch's father and the people? The jade bells and drums, the hairpins are brilliant, who proves that it is the spiritual light of the ancestors - ask the unclean blood food, can the gods breathe and taste it?

"Good!" When Kangxi heard this, he first praised the festival, "Scold the corrupt officials, rebellious ministers and thieves who have fallen into the world!" Then he listened, but it was:

…… Yesterday was the "elder brother", and tonight he was a bitter mother. Ask Mr. to miss the room tomorrow, is there a little bit of sadness in his heart? -- It's better not to live in an official, it's better not to live in an official! You don't see it, the parents are leaning on Lu to look at the dusk sun, and the wife is worried about the frost on her temples! It is no wonder that Xu You washed his ears, and Wuliu Ju lay down to see the white clouds!

The singing stopped abruptly, and only the wind howling outside was heard in the Guandi Temple.

"Who wrote this?" Kangxi asked Wu Ciyou with a smile, "I have never heard such a good song, and the section of 'Not Staying in Officials' was deleted, but it can be staged in the court and asked all officials to listen to it." Wu Ciyou said with a smile: "This is what Hu Gongshan from the original Tai Hospital wrote to her from nowhere." Kangxi nodded and sighed when he heard this: "It's a pity that Hu Gongshan is a piece of material." This word is written well, and it is rare for Yun Niang to sing emotionally. ”

Aunt Su Mala glanced at Yun Niang, she was a little puzzled, why this girl was so sad.

"Please play your new "Guangling San"." Yun Niang paused for a while and said to Wu Ciyou. "Guangling San" is said to have been written by Jin Jikang and has been lost for a long time. Wu Ciyou actually has a new set of "Guangling San"! Everyone can't help but be surprised. But seeing Wu Ciyou lower his head, it took a long time to hook the strings lightly, the strings were cold and trembling, and everyone in the big temple was sinking. Kangxi couldn't help but sigh secretly: "The sound is the voice of the heart, Mr. Wu is in such a cold state of mind, how can he ......" but heard Yun Niang sing in a man's voice:

The frost and cold Jiuding night air is cold, and the sky is slim......

Wu Ciyou didn't know what words she was going to sing, but when she heard that she wrote it herself, her heart moved, and tears fell silently.

Geng Geng's lonely heart, the glowing green light, the long door resigned, and the hundred colons were tormented when he was worried!

It is Baqiao willow, it is Huahuo sandalwood, it is Songdai pine, it is the sisal of the southern country, it is the king of Luoyang - like the bitter yellow lotus, like the fragrance of lilies......

Hearing this, Kangxi had all the flavors in his heart, picked up the wine and drank it all, and listened to her continue to sing:

The sparse branches and stars and plums are all paid to the broken bridge and flowing water. The red pink of the building has washed away the lead, why do you come to make up again in spring? Endure to break off a branch, and then dig the soil and bury the incense?

At the end of the song, the four sighed. Kangxi reluctantly smiled: "How many twists and turns have everyone gone through, it is easy to get to where you are today, and it is heartbreaking to listen to such a song." Fang Jin's big changes are ahead, and at this time, I want to take care of Mr. Wu's affairs. Look at this Yun Niang, her talent seems to be even more like Wan Niang back then, and she just matches Mr. Wu! Wei Dongting looked at Aunt Su Mala who was sitting a little at a loss, and then at Yun Niang, who was speechless, nodded and praised: "Yes, it's okay for the slave to look at it." ”

"Mr. Wu," Kangxi leaned over and asked, "......What do you mean?"

Wu Ciyou blushed, and was about to reply, when he caught a glimpse of Su Malagu's thin body, although he was meditating, the rosary in his hand kept twisting. He shuddered for a while, was silent, and was speechless for a while.

"Mr. Wu is my brother, and I'm already satisfied." Yun Niang saw all this in her eyes. It was the second time she and Su Malagu had met, and seeing her become so tired, she could know the pain of her state of mind. Wu Ciyou has a deep love for Aunt Su Mala, and she knows it even better. Yun Niang's bright eyes looked at Wu Ciyou, smiled meaningfully with deep pain, and said, "Long live and Lord Wei's love, I have received it. But as Banzai said, Mr. Wu is serving the country, and I don't want to bother him with my children's personal feelings. I have two wishes in this life, one is that the emperor will destroy Wu Sangui as soon as possible, avenge my family's blood hatred, and the other is that all lovers in the world will become dependents. Both of these things can be done by the emperor...... 'Those who love me love what I love' This is what the eldest brother often says, although I have no literary talent, I also made up a few sentences and said here, long live Bo. After that, he lowered his head and thought for a while, then suddenly raised his head and said:

The vine climbs the old branches, and the roots and leaves are all dependent on each other.

Once both are dead, where will the birds come from?

Everyone was stunned when they heard this, and Yun Niang walked to Wei Dongting one by one. Wei Dongting was so alert, he was busy dodging, only to feel that his shoulder blades were numb, and he had been pointed, so he took a step and asked in surprise: "What are you doing?" Yun Niang had already drawn his saber and held it in his hand!

This sudden change was abrupt, and no one knew what she was going to do, and she was dumbfounded. Yun Niang smiled: "Okay, how can I assassinate Mr. Wu's Holy Lord?" It's time for me to wrap up! ”

Hearing this, Aunt Su Mala hurriedly opened her eyes and exclaimed: "Sister, slow down, I have something to say!" ”…… But where is there still time, Yun Niang smiled slightly, and the horizontal sword was pulled violently behind the neck! Wretched...... Ten thousand red beads burst out with the sword and fell in front of the feast...... Then one stumbled, fell to the ground, and died without moving.

"Yun Niang!" Wu Ciyou's heart was broken, and he screamed heartbreakingly, threw himself over, and fainted on the corpse.

Kangxi was startled and hurriedly approached to see. Wei Dongting, Wolf Tan, Mu Zixu, He Guizhu and others were also stunned.

Wu Ciyou suddenly woke up, looked at Yun Niang, and then looked at Kangxi, Su Malagu and Wei Dongting, as if they didn't know any of them. Obviously, everyone was grieving, but Wu Ciyou thought they were all laughing. He bent down and carefully picked up Yun Niang with both hands, and slowly put it down, and suddenly burst into laughter: "What are you laughing at?" Could it be that Long Er can laugh, Wei Dongting and Wan Niang can laugh, but Wu Ciyou can't laugh as a teacher? Hahahaha......"

"You can laugh, of course you can!" Kangxi said gloomily, "If you can laugh as a student, why can't a teacher?" - You're tired, so let's go and ask the imperial doctor to check his pulse......

"I'm not sick, I don't need treatment!" Wu Ciyou jumped up with both feet, tried his best to break free, and after two struggles, it was in vain, and he was picked up by Wei Dongting and Mu Zixu one by one and placed in the matching hall.

Kangxi rushed to the entrance of the hall in a few steps, staring blankly at the wind outside with the loess-colored fine snow rolling up a thousand whirlpools, and he didn't say a word for a long time.

"Long live the lord, the matter has come to this, don't think about it, let's drive back to Beijing, there are still a lot of things to do!" Wolf Eyes whispered.

"yes!" Kangxi replied in a trance, "There are many things, let's go back......"

"Let's go!" He Guizhu commanded loudly in the temple.

Kangxi swallowed a mouthful, I don't know if it was tears or saliva, but it was bitter and astringent. He let out a deep breath and walked towards the car.