Kangxi is looking forward to the sunny weather, but some people are cursing the sunny weather. He is Yang Qilong, the third prince of Zhu, who gathered people to rebel in Beijing in the twelfth year of Kangxi, and fled after defeat. He had been hiding for five years in the Tianwang Temple in Congzun Town, north of Handan City. More than 200 lives in exchange for him to go out of Beijing alone, originally hoping to be able to reorganize and deal with the court, but so far his long-cherished wish is difficult to repay, the bitterness, anger, and hatred in his heart burned him bald like fire, so he simply bought a lot of money and left home.

To the east is the famous Huangliang Dream Town, whenever the sun rises, you can see the mist between the heavy eaves of the dangerous building of the Huangliang Dream Temple on the temple steps. Whether it is Cong Mound or Huang Liangmeng, both names are extremely unlucky for him, but Yang Qilong doesn't care. First, the incense halls operated in Zhili and Shandong have been wiped out, and he is unwilling to enter Weishan Lake to join the water bandit Liu Tiecheng; Second, he felt that the name of the place could remind him from time to time, a bit like a thorny flower, as long as he reached out to touch it, it would prick blood, evoking his memories of the sad past. He only "traveled" to the Tianshan Mountains last month, and after returning from the trek of Zhungar Wanli, the fatigue of his body has gradually disappeared. In this densely populated place in the Central Plains, people call him "Golden Monk", and no one would have thought that this unsightly monk had been the chief of the "Zhong Saburo" incense hall with two million disciples and was still the "Pseudo-Zhu Third Prince" who was strictly ordered by the imperial court.

At this moment, having entered the shift, Monk Jin sat on the stone steps in front of the temple, staring blankly at the night sky after the rain, and secretly hated: Why don't you rain for three years in a row day and night, and there will be a flood world again, the land of Kyushu will sink, and the world will be turned upside down? Even if you drown, you are willing to eat! What he had was silver money, which was buried two hundred steps west of the temple, and now it was encircled under the old mulberry tree in the back garden of the famous local mother-in-law Han Liu. It was the 600,000 taels of military salaries that Hunan sent to Beijing that year, which was robbed in its original form and buried eight feet deep. He also had weapons, and at the bottom of the stairs was a stone vault, in addition to thousands of swords, spears, halberds, and a well-made musket, which had been given to Zakharov, the envoy of the Rakshasa State, in Dzungar. It turned out that the two novices who guarded the library for him, in order to let them never leak secrets, had gradually "died" of illness two years ago.

Monk Jin stared at the "Ziwei" constellation a little blankly: There are really many wonders in the world! The "Three Feudatories" headed by Wu Sangui had millions of people, and they once ran rampant in eleven provinces, and they collapsed within five years, and they turned into ashes. He stroked the cold stone steps, and remembered the musket in the stone vault, and the secret conversation with Gerdan in the northwest five months ago came back to his eyes......

"Goldan Khan," said Colonel Zakharov, who was like a bucket, dressed in a straight military uniform, with spurs clanging on the wooden floor under his feet, a pinch of Cossack mustache on his fair face, and a faint light in his gray eyes, "as you know, in front of you is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of your country. Lord Goreini and I had the honour of knowing him in Chahar – I remind you again. Chance, well, chance is just and cruel to anyone. The south of China is still in turmoil. His Royal Highness Zhu represents the Ming Dynasty, and you represent the Great Yuan, waving your troops to the south, your shame will all disappear, this is the only opportunity - the only one, understand? "He speaks Chinese and Mongolian very beautifully, and he doesn't need a translator at all.

Gerdan looked to be in his thirties, with an angular rectangular face beneath his fur hat. He listened quietly, and said carefully for a while, "Thank you Colonel for reminding me again." With your wisdom and wisdom, I am confident that His Majesty Peter will have a more glorious medal to reward you. But what I can't understand is why your army, after being frustrated in the Battle of Mucheng, accepted the coercion of Zhou Peigong, the commander of Fengtian, and intercepted back the 700 muskets that had been promised to be supplied to me? To tell you the truth, I believe that your court does not believe you. I also have no intention of fighting the Central Plains with the Qing Dynasty in the south, I just want to restore my Mongolian homeland. Although the rebellion in Chechnya was quelled, my strength also suffered greatly: the Tibetan Lama Sangji Renco hesitated and refused to cooperate, and marching to the Central Plains could only be an extravagant hope. Zakharov calmly waited for him to finish, stared and thought for a while, and suddenly smiled "poof" and said: "Great Khan, don't tell lies in front of real people." Since you don't want to conquer the Central Plains, why did you send so many people to pretend to be refugees to collect military intelligence in Shaanxi, Shanxi, Zhili and other places? I'm afraid to restore the homeland is the truth, isn't Beijing's original name 'Yuan Dadu'? As for the matter of the musket, we cannot but be perfunctory diplomatically, and you know, it was in the middle of July, and the ruler of our country is now the great Peter......" Speaking of this, Gerdan Fujin personally came over with three cups of milk tea on a silver plate, and while placing the guests, he smiled at Geerdan: "Eagle Yi also has a time to eat? I heard the Colonel right, this prince—" she smiled charmingly at Monk Jin, "with him as your guide, the eagles of the steppe will not get lost in the sky over the Yellow River." ”

"Thank you Fujin." Monk Jin returned the salute, picked up the milk tea, although he felt fishy, he still drank it in one go, cleared his throat and said, "I have talked a lot with the Great Khan, and the Great Khan refuses to take risks, this is a helpless thing." I'm just here to avenge my father's vengeance. I didn't want to be the emperor myself for a long time. Yesterday the Great Khan said to give me money, to say a word from Meng Lang, the contemptible people are not short of silver. In that case, I'll leave for home tomorrow. ”

Geldan smiled and said: "Third Prince, although I am the person you said Yidi, in fact, I love Sinology very much. The Han people have a saying that 'if you want to hurry, you can't reach it', and I wonder if it's the same thing as 'too much' - why be in a hurry? Stay with me and talk about it slowly. ”

"Discuss slowly?" Zakharov spread his hands, shrugged his shoulders and smiled, "You don't have the word 'great' in your Eastern dictionary. But I would say that the young emperor of China is really a great man. He easily captured the Duke of Aobai; At present, the rebellion of the prince of Wu Sangui will be quelled, and before the war has subsided, he will prepare to march to Taiwan. I'm sure he's already playing your mind! If you delay like this, it will be him who will attack you in the future, not you who will fight him! He spoke quickly and heavily, with a shrill hissing in his voice, and several people in the hall could not help but shiver. Monk Jin clasped his hands together and said, "I can't help but worry too much about China's affairs, right?" Great Khan, since you are unwilling to go east at the moment, I heard that I have repaired my watch and asked Kangxi to sue for peace, I am really useless here, and I will have to leave for it tomorrow. ”

Geldan spent a few days with Monk Jin, admired his sinology, and marched into the Central Plains as his purpose, and he really needed such a guide. Hearing Monk Jin say this, Ge Erdan smiled gloomily and said, "Third Prince, I really treat you as a good friend. Although your theory of 'long-distance friendship and close attack' is very profound, it is very practical, and I am very willing to keep you. We Mongolia have gold, famous horses and beauties - my daughter Zhong Xiaozhen has always liked Han people, and her name is Han, if the third prince doesn't dislike it, why don't you get married? After speaking, he examined Monk Jin's face.

As he spoke, Gerdan's daughter, Jane, rushed out of the back hall like a whirlwind and said loudly, "I don't want to! Although I admire Dahan, because we have been a family since ancient times. I don't like you white-faced people to stir things up! Little Musar and I have already been engaged, why should I marry this monk? As he spoke, his eyes were already full of tears, he glanced at Fu Jin coldly, and shouted inside: "**, take your horse head qin and follow me to the ranch!" ”

An old man in his fifties came out wearing a Mongolian robe, saluted Geldan and Fujin a little slowly, and said, "Lord, the county lord told me to go!" "You don't just follow Xiao Zhen to learn Chinese characters," Fu Jin sat on the side, because he saw that Xiao Zhen ignored him, he was unhappy, and he raised his eyebrows and reprimanded, "You have to manage her to understand some rules!" Her mother is dead, and I'm now a Fujin, and I don't even have a greeting gift! Knowing that their mother and daughter had always been at odds, Geldan was troubled, and waved his hands and said, "Go, go!" ”

"I understand the beauty of the prince and Fujin." Monk Jin leaned over and said, "I have been a human being for two lifetimes, and I have no intention of marrying a wife. The hatred of destroying the country and the hatred of the monarch and father are not snowing, and I can't live. Listen to the prince's meaning, if you want to keep me, it will be difficult for me to obey! As he spoke, he pulled out the red-hot fire pan from the brazier, like a fiery red branch, and his eyes shone with hatred, and he swept the fire pan as if nothing had happened, and burned it down on his cheeks, and a string of white tobacco rose, and the smell of human flesh immediately filled the hall. There was a dead silence in the hall, Zakharov and Geldan turned pale with shock, and Fujin folded his palms and recited "Buddha", and he fainted.

"I'm here for the weeping Qin court." Monk Jin endured the great pain, slowly put down the firecracker, and said with a wry smile, "If you can't ask for soldiers, you can't fulfill your wishes, and you don't resent anyone." I am disfigured here only to tell my heart, like this fire. This fire burned me today, and I hope that one day in the future, I can use the same fire to die with Kangxi! ”

Geldan had never seen such a tough guy, so he pounced and excitedly grabbed Monk Jin's shoulder, and said in a trembling voice: "Good brother! You—you're ...... Wait and see! Zakharov was a special envoy sent by Goreni to Yabei to instigate Geldan's internal invasion, and the life and death of the Chinese did not matter to him, and his heart was also shocked when he saw this scene. He walked back and forth a few steps, and said without looking back: "Mr. Zhu, I know that you have more than 20 secret strongholds in Jiangnan, and you have the armament of 300 people of Liu Tiecheng in Weishan Lake, but it is impossible to get rid of Kangxi with these alone—there are few people and there is little power—it is completely impossible." ”

"Do it when you know you can't do it." Monk Jin didn't expect Zakharov to be so familiar with his inside story, so he glanced at Zakharov in surprise and said quietly: "I can only reluctantly obey his life." But you only know one thing, you don't know the other, I have my own way! ”

"Huh?" Zakharov turned abruptly, bent down and approached Monk Jin's face, and said word by word, "-So, can you tell me?" ”

"Amitabha!" Monk Jin closed his eyes and shook his head.

Zakharov giggled: "If my guess is right, you still have someone in the court!" His ghostly smile made Monk Jin shudder: he had only dealings with Ge Li, the governor of Jiangnan, and vaguely heard that Suo Etu and Ge Li were in a dispute with Mingzhu over the matter of the crown prince.

"Mr. Zhu, you moved me—no, you moved God!" Zakharov sighed, his eyes shining with a faint green light, "Different interests, but the same goal." I can help you, the Orthodox envoy, Mr. Romashka, a half-breed, has been lurking in Jinling for twenty years, and I have decided to use him for your sake. I'll give you another pistol, and there's no better weapon in the whole world. You're probably not going to accept it the same way you would reject gold, would you? Monk Jin raised his hand and arched his hand and said, "Thank you, Your Excellency, I can't admit it across the river!" ”

…… A gust of wind blew, and Monk Jin shuddered, only to realize that he was sitting in front of the Tianwang Temple in the east of Congzun Town next to the Handan Ancient Road. The hazy moonlight gilded the surrounding scenery with a layer of mercury. What happened not so long ago suddenly became very distant. He listened to the movement around him, and there was a person in the east wing who was sleeping soundly and snoring. This person's surname is Gao, and he is a poor person who entered Beijing to take the exam. There is still one living in the west wing, it is the novice received by the golden monk three years ago, the common name is Yu Yishi, there is an iron cloth shirt and hard work, the high can be overwhelmed into the house, far away from the river across the river, because of the killing of people, the government arrested, shaved his hair and became the apprentice of the golden monk. Monk Jin has more than 20 black shops in Jiangnanbu, and most of the guys are his underworld friends. Monk Jin was about to get up and go back to the house when the door of the West Wing House creaked open. Yu Yishi came out with a jacket robe, staggered to the back of the hall, poured Lu Liang like a bottle for a while, stomped back to the room, turned his face and saw Monk Jin sitting in front of the steps, rubbed his eyes, and asked vaguely: "Monk Tangtou, it's the middle of the night, and you are still meditating?" ”

"It's not that I'm meditating," Monk Jin said with a smile, "I somehow missed my sleepiness tonight, and I can't sleep anymore." First, Han Liu's family over there cried sadly, and then saw her go to Huangliang Dream to incense Lu Zu. I won't be able to come back sooner or later, so something must have happened, right? ”

This Han Liu is a well-known capable mother-in-law, and there is a young son who is seriously ill, and he has seen all the good things, and he has used all the precious medicines, but he is not used. This shrewd and capable old lady also messed up, and every night she went to Huangliang to pray to God.

"Tuberculosis, please go down to the Nine Heavens Demon Ancestor and it won't be useful!" Yu Yishi said and pushed the door in to rest. Monk Jin was buried in the back garden of the Han family because of the silver, and he wanted to go in and take a look at the door several times, but he was blocked out, and wanted to order Yu Yishi to go to Huangliangmeng to visit, and when he was about to speak, the scholar of the East House had already been awakened by them, and asked through the window: "Great monk, who is sick?" Then there was a squirming as they got dressed and came out. Monk Jin hurriedly greeted him, clasped his palms and said: "Alarmed the layman, Amitabha, sin!" ”

The person who came out is called Gao Shiqi, a poor man in Qiantang, who has been very smart since he was a child, and he has both poetry and songs, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and gags. Hearing that there was a patient, Gao Shiqi walked out, straightened the six-in-one felt hat on his head, tucked the flowering cotton wool into the robe, and tightened a tattered and lost long belt, and said with a smile: "I was worried that I had no wine money at hand, and I suddenly reported that someone sent money!" Tell me quickly, who is sick, take me to see! ”

"Slice of the picture!" Yu Yishi in the West House said with a smile, "Are you Hua Tuo, Bian Que, Zhang Zhongjing, or Li Shizhen?" "Don't make fun of Qingxu!" Monk Jin Zhengrong said to the West Wing, and then turned his face to Gao Shiqi and said, "The layman is both refined and Huang's technique, and the poor monk took you to the Han family, Young Master Han has a glimmer of life, and it is also a good deed of my Buddhism, good!" With that, he went to the lamp and led the way.

The Han Mansion was on the edge of the post road that turned north in the east of the town, and the two of them arrived in a flash. But the housekeeper at the door refused to let them in, crossed his hands, raised his face and said: "You golden monk has no eyes, the third watch is in the middle of the night, is it the time to turn into a relationship?" Come on tomorrow! ”

"This is Lang Zhong." Monk Jin smiled and said, "Knowing that the people in the house are uneasy, I recommended it to the young master to see the illness." "That's not going to work either." The housekeeper glanced at Gao Shiqi and said categorically, "-Isn't that my old lady coming back?" Tell yourself to go to her old man's house. ”

When the two looked back, they saw a lantern lit on the east road, and when they got closer, they saw that more than a dozen donkeys were riding on a long suit, surrounded by a white-haired old woman. The old lady put her legs on one side, leaned to the door, came down very quickly, threw the reins to a servant casually, only glanced at Gao Shiqi, and asked, "Ma Gui, what's wrong?" ”

"Amitabha, the old benefactor is blessed!" Monk Jin hurriedly stepped forward and said, "I have always lost my greetings!" The monk visited all night, not for fasting, knowing that the young son was not safe, and specially recommended this Mr. Gao to come to diagnose the disease......"

"Ma Gui, it's too cold, ask someone to accompany the two girls to Huangliangmeng, and send a padded jacket to the woman who asks for food. It's pitifully frozen—in the broken pavilion next to the big pond behind the temple, listen? As he spoke, he glanced at Gao Shiqi again, and said slowly, "Mr. Fang in Handan City will see it later, people are no longer useful, so please invite a monk when you do the dojo!" So saying, he went up the stairs.

"Hahahaha......" Gao Shiqi suddenly burst out laughing.

Old Lady Han stopped, her body did not move, turned her face and asked, "What's so funny?" ”

"I laugh at the ridiculous, I laugh at the poor!" Gao Shiqi raised his face to the sky and said coldly, "There are many unfilial sons in the world, but the unkind mother is rare for my students, and today is also an eye-opener!" ”

It was about the first time that Han Liu had met such a person, he was only slightly stunned, his face was already smiling, and in an instant, the light of hope in his eyes appeared, and he became kind: "Maybe it's my wife who is dazzled, I don't look at you like a Langzhong, but like a person rushing to take the exam-who is from who you are, have you read medical books?" ”

"Three tombs, five classics, eight ropes and nine hills, and hundreds of schools, my students all know it! Doctor's way, the last technical ear! Gao Shiqi put his hands in his broken sleeves and said, "The patient has breath in the body, and it can be treated. You don't even know this, not only do you not have a motherly heart, but you can't even be justified as a human being. As he spoke, he brushed his sleeves and left.

"Mr. Gao!" Han Liu suddenly shouted. The tears in her eyes kept rolling, but she couldn't help but let them flow out, "How can there be a mother who doesn't hurt?" Since the spring of my stupid son has this symptom, I have invited many famous Lang Zhong, and the medicine seems to be splashed on the beach, but it is useless. Today, people are about to lose their breath, and they ask Lu Zu for a sign and say 'Tianguixing is in Tai Sui, don't rush to commit crimes'...... It's not that my wife is unreasonable, what's the way to do this? She choked up and wiped a handful of tears, and said, "Since Mr. said so, you are also a lifter, maybe you are a noble star, then my son's disaster star should ......be retreated" said that he let go, and asked Gao Shiqi to go in, but he instructed Ma Gui: "Go to the account room to pay two taels of silver, take a silk cloth monk, and send him back to the temple." ”

Gao Shiqi was also afraid that it would be delayed for a long time, the patient swallowed his breath, and did not dare to take it any longer, so he followed Liu in with the corner of his torn robe in one hand. Flashed a golden monk outside the door, took the silver in a daze, and left.

Han Liu's son, Han Chunhe, had already had phlegm, and he was lying upright on the bed, his face was as green as gray, his stomach was swollen like a bulge, and the quilt was raised high. Gao Shiqi didn't care about reading the tea narrative, first opened the patient's eyelids and looked at it, pinched his finger at the acupoint in the middle of the person, and then lifted the quilt and slapped it lightly under the patient's knee twice, but there was no response. After a moment of silence, he sat on the edge of the hospital bed and stilted Erlang's legs, pulled Han Chunhe's thin arm like a stick, closed his eyes and checked his pulse, moved to his feet, and said with a sigh of relief: "Please speak outside." ”

Everyone came out of the vestibule and sat down, and Mrs. Han stroked her knees and sighed: "Everyone looks like this, where is the talk different!" ”

"It's different." Gao Shiqi said, "We are talking inside, and Ling Lang can hear it." ”

"Really!" Han Liu's body moved with excitement, and his eyes jumped, "He still understands it in his heart!" ”

"Ling Lang's illness was mistaken by quacks, do you know?" Gao Shiqi's tone was very heavy, "Looking at this pulse, the left three parts are as thin as a gossamer, and the right Guan Huo Huo is beating, which is because the disease is in the yin and the Taiyin." His illness was not serious, but it was just a knot of liquid and dry qi - I don't know what anger he had, or something urgent - as a result, Dongmu Huowang took the middle earth, seriously injured his stomach, and presumably couldn't eat, and even vomited when he drank water—don't be busy, listen to me. You don't need to look at the prescription of the imperial doctor in front of you, you can know that they all use spices and other medicines, which proves that they are treated according to qi aggregation, but they don't know that this is to abandon the original and attack the end, and they have all become the medicine of tigers and wolves. The yin fluid is drying up day by day, so that the liver and intestines are not smooth, and the yang qi is even more trapped. This is more than the more calamity, the more calamity is more than ......" He shook his head and said, Han Liu was so anxious that he stopped: "What Mr. said is not it?" All right! I don't understand the latter ones, you just say that they can be cured but not cured! ”

Gao Shiqi pondered for a moment and replied: "When people come to this point, I don't dare to say big things." There are still three points to cure the disease—" He stood up, dragged the tattered shoe and took two steps, and said to himself, "I will try to cast it with a sweet potion." Well, the husband is gentle and soft, and he is willing to relieve urgency. That's right, cure the liver first and then save the stomach! Seeing that he was so knowledgeable and so cautious, Han Liu's face lit up with joy, because he saw that the girl had sent ginseng soup, he hurriedly held it himself, and said: "Sir, although he boldly uses medicine - it's so cold, quickly bring Mr. Gao a hand stove and ask someone to prepare a table!" Gao Shiqi pondered for a long time, and wrote a prescription before the table.

When Han Liu took it, it was:

Xiao chai hu two coins, licorice four coins, white peony one two two two spend five coins, silver Qiao three coins

Tong grass one penny, copper silk grass one penny, pea one penny, red bran five coins

Rapid decoction and half a tael of aged wine are introduced

All of them are common medicines at home, and I can't help but be stunned. looked up at Gao Shiqi, but saw that he only smiled and said nothing. Han Liu's was busy calling people to "decoction medicine", and Gao Shiqi was already chewing in front of the banquet, Han Liu's sighed lightly and sat on the side, waiting for the news.

When the sky was light, Gao Shiqi was already drunk. A servant ran out of it and shouted with joy: "Old lady, the young master has a hiccup, let out a string of farts, and has woken up!" ”