Kangxi and Wang Qiyi laughed all the way, like old friends reunited.

"My lord," Wang Qi saw that he had arrived at the post house, and the post man greeted him, because he asked Kangxi, "You and I have a huge difference in name, but we smell the same." I don't know the name of the honorable person, dare to ask what is the official residence in the DPRK? ”

At this time, Zhang Tingyu came out of the post house, and hurriedly grabbed the conversation and said: "This is our master, surnamed Long, named Zaiwei, the word Bingzheng, and the official is not big, but above you and me." He turned to Kangxi, "Master, the upper room has been cleaned up, it is still clean, and the long-term follower has also been settled, please rest assured - but I don't know how Mr. Wang arranges it?" ”

Kangxi smiled: "Mr. Wang, let's sleep on our feet, how about the candle-cutting paper?" ”

Zhang Tingyu was nervous and shook his head again and again to object, he met a thin old guy halfway, sleeping in the same room with the emperor, if something happened, how could he, the prime minister, afford it?

But Wang Qi looked at him in a daze, saying one thing on his lips and thinking another thing in his heart. What he said was:

"Hurry! Candle-cutting papers, real heroes too! ”

What I was thinking in my heart was, how could this Hu Cong in front of him be familiar? The old man's surname is 'Long', his name is 'reigning', and the word is 'Bingzheng', this, this-Kangxi knew that he was talented, and he was afraid of suspicion, so he hurriedly diverted the conversation and said:

"Let's go, let's go in and get half a catty of good wine, and a whole chicken to drink."

That Yicheng is a newly donated nine-grade official, because the errand surnamed Zhang came in and said that the person who came was washing horses in the East Palace. He was very busy, and ordered someone to hold the lamp, and called hot water to burn their feet, and kept saying: "You are washing horses in the East Palace, let alone five or six grades, the people in front of the emperor." What do you want? ”

"I want two catties of Moutai and a few yellow stuffy chickens to drink." Kangxi soaked his feet in hot water and rubbed them comfortably.

After a while, the food and drinks were placed on the table. Kangxi sat on the chairman, Zhang Tingyu accompanied him on the right side, Wang Qi sat in the guest seat, and Liu Tiecheng sat on a drag stool at the door, biting a yellow stuffy chicken in his mouth.

"Come, please, please!" Yi Cheng poured the wine, Kangxi picked up the wine glass, raised it to Wang Qi and said, "When we meet in Pingshui, I can know Mr., and I am also 'I'-" I knew that I had lost my mouth, and immediately changed to, "It's really fate." ”

Wang Qi picked up the cup, glanced at Kangxi, and then at Zhang Tingyu. How does this middle-aged man in his forties look more and more like Zhang Ying? After looking closely, my heart suddenly lit up. Could it be Zhang Tingyu, the son of Zhang Ying who met in the prison of the Criminal Department? If it is really the prime minister of the dynasty here, the surname 'Long', the name 'reign', and the word 'Bingzheng' are undoubtedly the current emperor Kangxi. Thinking of this, I couldn't help but panic, and when I raised my glass, I tripped over a Yixing teapot on the table. Yi Cheng wiped the tea, glanced at the mouse's beard, and thought to himself, how did this old guy who set up a stall in the town to sell words and literature climb to the Beijing official today?

Kangxi smiled and said to Zhang Tingyu: "You are also from the two lists of Jinshi, why don't you just sing a few words on this Yixing pot?" ”

"Master," Zhang Tingyu has also been watching Wang Qi's every move, listening to him with a Tongcheng accent, and replied absentmindedly, "If I do eight shares, maybe I can make do with it and write poems on the spot, then I have to invite this Mr. Wang." ”

"Oh, Mr. Wang, please!" Kangxi actually wanted to touch Wang Qi's bottom. Wang Qi figured it out, so he said with a mouse's whiskers:

"For a while, it's hard to find a good sentence. But it's ugly to talk about the wine! With his head tilted, he chanted a five-character quatrain:

pottery pot Tongcheng color,

There are mouths that cannot be spoken.

Just like the prime minister's belly,

A glass of water can hold the boat.

"Wonderful!" Kangxi slapped his palms and admired, "In a few words, he drew Zhang Tingyu, the prime minister of the current dynasty, and Zhang Ying, the former prime minister, who were respectful and respectful." Mr. Wang, you shouldn't be from Tongcheng, why did you suddenly think of the clay pot 'Tongcheng color'? Bixing is strange, but it is also a big deal! ”

Wang Qi just snickered with wine, this monarch and minister came together to tease him today, how could he be a person who let others rub it?

"Well, that's good." Zhang Tingyu suddenly remembered that Fang Bao he had seen in prison was also so thin, but he hadn't seen him for a few years, and he might not age so quickly? Three years ago, he went back to Tongcheng for the funeral, and he also inquired about Mr. Fang, he didn't go back to Tongcheng, could he not be drifting outside? He wanted to further test this old guy with a good exit, and smiled, "The dry wine is unpalatable, how about we use the four books to play riddles and bet on wine?" ”

Kangxi nodded again and again, and Wang Qi said pretending to be stupid: "If you talk about the way of the monarch and the minister through the world, I don't dare to accompany you; If you talk about the four books, five classics, three tombs, five classics, eight ropes and nine hills, these antique things, the two of them are difficult to defeat the old king. ”

"Don't blow it," Zhang Tingyu paused his wine glass, "Confucianism is endless, I'll make a 'Mingtiao' first-guess?" ”

"Please eat and drink," Wang Qi said with a smile, "It is the sentence of Mencius's "Lilouxia" in the four books, "died in Mingtiao", and the place name is also. Zhang Tingyu had no choice but to drink, but Kangxi nailed a sentence:

"Be cautious."

"The mean."

"People's clothing."

That Wang Qi didn't think about it, and said casually: "The mourning prince asked: 'What is the people's service?'" Confucius said, "If you are wrong, the people will obey; If you make mistakes, the people will not accept them. Master Long, punish wine! ”

Kangxi punished a few glasses in a row, and his face was flushed from drinking, but he laughed heartily. Zhang Tingyu was afraid that Kangxi would get too drunk and have an accident, so he turned to Wang Qi and said: "You bring a Tongcheng accent, let me ask you, 'Rubao is a child', what is the reason?" ”

"Kanghe." Wang Qi replied with a smile.

"The peach is dying,"

"Its leaves are very good." Wang Qi replied, "This is in the Book of Poetry, and the Four Books University quotes the sentence of the Book of Poetry "Peach". ”

"Scholars?"

"The farmer's ploughing."

"Sister-in-law?"

"Help."

"The world is drowning?"

"Help me."

Kangxi interjected and said to Wang Qi: "Does the son want to help the world?" Wang Qi's mouse whiskers trembled, and he couldn't answer for a while, so he had to pick up the wine glass and drink it all. He was about to speak, but saw Yi Cheng walk in in a panic. The three of them were in high spirits of drinking riddles, and Kangxi said unhappily:

"It's early at night, so I don't tell you not to come in."

"Back to the 'washing horses' master," Yi Cheng said uneasily, "It's still early, it's just, just ask the lord to change places!" ”

"What did you say?" Kangxi looked at Yicheng angrily.

"That's right," Yi Cheng said humbly, "I originally wanted to live in the main hall in the ranks, but I didn't expect the river governor Feng to come to the handsome master, he waited by the river for a few days, and he didn't see the emperor, and he was on fire and wanted to live in the post house." Xia Guan said that a Wupin Beijing official lived first, whether to ask the governor to live in the wing. The commander said, who is big and who is small? You are really ......" Kangxi heard Feng so rude, and his face suddenly changed color. Zhang Tingyu calmly asked Yicheng:

"He's here, let's vacate the room, is it your idea, or did he say it?"

"Of course it's Feng Shuai's words," Yi Cheng explained, "I'm a little nine-grade sesame official, and no one can afford to offend me......"

"Then naturally," Kangxi stood up, glanced at Zhang Tingyu, and said to everyone, "The five-grade horse wash is naturally not as big as the second-grade river governor, let's move the nest!" With that, he took the lead and walked towards the wing. As he was talking, the honor guard of the river governor outside entered the courtyard, and dozens of palace lights in front of him illuminated the courtyard thieves. Dozens of river pacesetters shouted and drank three and four, and rushed to the door of the hall, and the river standard general saw Liu Tiecheng standing at the door, and pointed at the commander of Feng and said:

"Governor, it's one of them, and there is a rat whisker, saying that you are a 'flesh red top', and this guy slapped me!"

"Hmm-" Governor Feng ignored the general's words, and walked straight inside, grinning as he walked, "Which brother from Jingshi is inside?" Please come out and see you. Unexpectedly, Liu Tiecheng grabbed his shoulder, and said:

"Commander, Meng Lang is a little!"

"Haha," Feng Du was looking at Liu Tiecheng at this time, "This mansion is what you call the 'flesh red top', so he is a feudal official!" Someone's coming! Who would dare to stand in the way here? Dozens of pacesetters rushed up, and they wanted to use force with Liu Tiecheng. Suddenly, the door of the wing room opened, Zhang Tingyu wore a coral top on his head, dressed in a new nine-python five-clawed robe, and walked out with a crane complement, and saw Liu Tiecheng outside swishing out his sword, which was already tense, and broke off:

"The holy driver is here, who dares to be rude!"

There was a thunder explosion on the ground, which shook all the people inside and outside the courtyard like dead ashes, and they were stunned. At the same time, Yang Dazhuang led a team of imperial guards and rushed into the courtyard, and Yang Dazhuang bowed to Zhang Tingyu and said:

"Prime Minister Zhang, the imperial guards are late, I hope they will forgive their sins!"

At this time, Kangxi pulled Mr. Wang Qi, paced out, snorted, looked at Fenghe and said, "You forcibly saw me, what do you want to do?" ”

Zhang Tingyu saw Feng's clay wood carving, his face was pale, and he was stunned when he knew it, so he shouted:

"Feng, are you dead? The emperor asked you something! ”

"The Emperor...... Emperor," the corners of the river governor's mouth twitched, and he still didn't move, and fell to the ground with a thud. Zhang Tingyu bent down and tried to snort, looked up at Kangxi and said:

"Lord, he-"

"It's okay to be scared to death," Kangxi said coldly, "The Ministry of Exemption from Punishment is going to investigate this and that and convict him." Pull it out and feed the dogs! ”

Liu Tiecheng and Yang Dazhuang agreed, got off the weapons of the soldiers of the River Governor's Mansion, and rushed to the backyard stable and locked up. Liu Tiecheng called Yicheng again and asked if there were any dogs. Kangxi Wu shook his hand and entered the room, still scolding in his mouth:

"Don't spare him, that dog dragged the boss to the slaughter!"

Mr. Wang Qi followed in in a delicate manner, knelt on the ground and bowed his head repeatedly: "Long live, you are a wise man, what is the sound of this country?" ”

"Oh? Oh? Kangxi pulled Zhang Tingyu, sat down on the bed in the wing room, pointed to Wang Qi kneeling below, and asked with a smile, "I want to hear your teachings, what is the 'voice of the dead country'?" ”

Wang Qi raised his head, and said with triangular eyes:

"The former Ming monarch, who did not follow the law, ignored the six prisons, tortured indiscriminately, and fed the dogs at every turn. "University" has a cloud: 'Yao Shun is handsome in the world with benevolence, and the people follow it.'" The world is tyrannical, and the people obey it. What he ordered, contrary to his preference, and the people did not obey. Therefore, the gentleman has all his own and then asks for others. What is hidden is unforgiving, but can speak to others, there is no such thing. 'The grass people prevaricate and ask for forgiveness for their capital crimes! ”

"Hmm," Kangxi Gege smiled, naturally understood the intention of the "grass people", killing the surname Feng like this, the emperor will fall into the reputation of non-criminal killing, and write on the living note, will poison the children and grandchildren of future generations, won't he become a "ruined" trip? With the foresight of the bad old man, Zhang Tingyu was beyond him, because he smiled and said, "Prevent the slightest mistake, what is the crime?" Hurry up. Zhang Tingyu was in the middle of it, and if he said it, he would inevitably be suspicious. ”

Zhang Tingyu really didn't expect this, the surname Feng was so hateful, Kangxi was angry, he only felt happy. The emperor fought for himself like this, and he couldn't help but be moved in his heart, because he said: "Long live, this old Mr. Wang is a great talent, hidden deeply, and the ministers can't reach it. ”

Kangxi nodded yes, but Wang Qi trembled, knelt down again and said:

"The sinner is in the prosperous world, and when he meets the Son of Heaven, it is a great fortune to pay homage to the dignity of ten thousand times with the body of cloth, and he no longer dares to think about it, and he ...... the temple sideways."

Kangxi smiled:

"People want to be an official, but you don't have an official, why not?"

"It's not that the criminal minister doesn't want to be an official," Wang Qi kowtowed and said recallously, "In the twenty-sixth year of this dynasty, Nanfu opened the scroll, and I was Xie Wu." Later, when he met the examiner Zuo Xingyu, he looked at the student's sharp-beaked monkey cheeks, looking like Zhong Kui, and said with a smile, how can you go to see the saint? Don't be alarmed! Deposing the students to the last place, I have never thought of it. ”

"The examiner offended you, but I don't have ......"

"Hooray! The sinner is Fang, Fang—"

"Mr. Fang Bao," Zhang Tingyu helped the "Living Zhong Kui" up again, "Hurry up and thank the emperor!" ”

Kangxi was shocked, looked at Wang Qi again, and asked:

"You're Fang Bao?"

Fang Bao nodded, and said uneasily: "Hengchen already recognized me?" In fact, when I was drinking, I also guessed you, and I also guessed the saint. It's just that the guilty don't dare to go over! ”

Half-ringing, Kangxi asked in surprise:

"Fang Bao, I have already granted you an amnesty, so why should I change my name and surname and hide in this Jiyuan realm?"

"Hmm, amnesty?" Fang Bao said gratefully, "There was no amnesty in prison. I heard that the prison should be cleaned up, the 'white duck' should be investigated and punished, and the prison will be released and replaced overnight. The sinner people thought they had misplaced it, and escaped from the capital overnight, but long live it, the sinner people still think that the court is still arresting it......"

"Hey," Zhang Tingyu also sighed, "I got the holy pardon order, I went to pick you up in prison, but you are gone." When I returned to Tongcheng three years ago, I didn't see you in my hometown, but you were here! He turned to Kangxi, "Long live, look at Mr. Fang......"

The talent of the other bud has long been heard, and the ghost makes the gods meet here, but there is a feeling of seeing each other late. Kangxi sighed and said:

"Fang Bao takes the order!" Fang Bao fluttered to his knees. "Fang Bao will be on duty to wait in the study on the same day!" turned to Zhang Tingyu, "Hengchen, ask Xing Nian to take a set of nine pythons and five claws and red coral robe for Fang Aiqing to wear." ”

Without waiting for Zhang Tingyu to agree, Fang Bao kowtowed again and again and said:

"Hooray! Looking at the monkey-like figure of the slave, the court probably doesn't have a python robe with a buckle on the top, so let the ministers wear cloth clothes. ”

"Quasi-play!" Kangxi nodded. Because when I saw the body, unless it was custom-made, I couldn't find a well-fitting robe for a while. Zhang Tingyu said with a smile on the side:

"Mr. Fang, you are the only cloth-clothed prime minister of the previous dynasties."

Fang Bao grinned and smiled.