Wu Yingxiong was waiting for the fire in his forehead mansion in Shihu Hutong in Xuanwu Gate, and he was already a little anxious. This place was originally the house of Zhou Yanru, a scholar of the former Ming University, I don't know what kind of habit this Mr. Zhou built it so deep and tortuous, the halls and houses are connected one after another, the widest part is not more than a zhang, and the passage between the rooms and the room can not even be carried by a sedan chair. After dinner, Huang Jing, the steward of the Internal Affairs Office, and Wang Zhenbang, the eunuch in charge of the Wenhua Palace, both came to see him and reported the news that Yang Qilong of Gulou West Street had personally gone to Niujie Temple to "lead the wind to blow the fire".

In the play of Niujie tonight, Wu Yingxiong can be called the director of the director. The layout of the whole play was repeatedly scrutinized by him, and the two double spies Huang Jing and Wang Zhenbang provoked Yang Qilong.

It was too boring to stay in the flower hall, so Wu Yingxiong invited Huang and Wang to go through the door of the Yueyue Cave in the west and go to Haochun Xuan in the north of the garden. They sat down on a stone clay on an earthen platform, and they did not hold lamps or set wine, but with teacups in their hands, they looked up at the sky, waiting for the fire to start in the direction of Niujie.

He was confident that he had already felt the pulse of this "Third Prince Zhu" with great powers. Since Zhou Quanbin left last time, he received a letter from Liu Xuanchu half a month later. Liu Xuanchu was sick and his handwriting was crooked, but it was concise and to the point. The strategy for dealing with the relationship with the third prince of Zhu and his gang is only twelve words: "Don't provoke or provoke, if you leave, use it without suspicion." Wu Yingxiong admits that he has used these twelve words just right, and it has been very effective. It has only been more than a year, and there are no mountains or waters, and more than a dozen people in the general incense hall under the third prince of Zhu have been pulled over.

He has been a hostage for more than 20 years, and he is quite proficient in the use of Tao Hui's technique, except for the court meeting, visiting a few elders of the court, he almost every day at home "behind closed doors". A copy of the Book of Changes is sparsely translated, "Wei compiles the three uniques" and "King Wen detains and plays Zhou Yi" are all in line with his identity and situation here and now. But tonight's matter can affect the overall situation, and Wu Yingxiong, who is cautious and independent, is a little unstable in this Diaoyu Tai.

As long as the play of the Niujie Mosque is successful, tens of thousands of Hui people will suffer a catastrophe tonight, and Kangxi and the Hui people in the world will become enemies of life and death in an instant - although this Yang Qilong is not amazing, the ghosts are smart but endless, and he can really be regarded as a hero in the world! With the response and cooperation of millions of people, his father Wu Sangui will never wander around anymore, if he can take advantage of the situation to raise troops, it is equivalent to adding a new force, why worry about the world is not chaotic? Even if it could not raise troops immediately, at least for a few years, the imperial court would not be able to take care of the rectification of the three feudatories. My father is over 60 years old, and his body is weak, how many days can he live? As long as he stretches his neck and swallows his breath, can the court not ask him Wu Yingxiong to return to Yunnan to inherit the throne? Then...... Thinking of this, Wu Yingxiong stood up with a teacup and looked in the direction of Niujie, he was anxious to see this good fire.

"But this time," a gust of wind blew, and Wu Yingxiong suddenly shuddered, "The third prince of Zhu is the leader of the Hui people, so what should he do?" ”

"Eh," Huang Jing sat opposite and said with a smile, "Don't worry, it's like watching fireworks on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, you won't miss the time!" ”

"Hmm." Wu Yingxiong replied, and said to himself, "I don't know if there is any movement over there. ”

"If you reply to the forehead," someone at the bottom of the earth platform agreed, "all the yamen have ordered their troops after noon, and they are already in place." ”

"Is it Tingshu?" As soon as Wu Yingxiong heard it, he knew that this time it was Lang Tingshu, a Qingke who specialized in clerical correspondence, and hurriedly greeted, "I've been busy all day, I'm tired, come up and sit together." ”

As soon as the words fell, Wang Zhenbang, who was sitting diagonally opposite, suddenly stood up, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't say it, his body tilted backwards, and Huang Jing next to him helped him up, and asked, "Have you committed the problem of heartache again?" ”

"Fire, fire!" Wang Zhenbang was just excited for a while, feeling distressed, pointing in the direction of Niujie with one hand, and exclaimed in a trembling voice, "The fire is burning!" Wu Yingxiong's body jumped up, and he stood on tiptoe to look up. It's really Bullstreet, it's really fire! ”

Although it is far away, it is still very clear to watch the fire at night, the flickering light, swaying with the May wind, swaying, flashing purple, blue, yellow, red colors, how gorgeous it looks, the smoke rolling in the air, how much people's wishes!

"It's started, haha, it's started!" Wu Yingxiong laughed happily, took a long breath at the sky, turned his face to Lang Tingshu and said, "Tingshu, you are a well-educated person, do you still remember the fourth beat of Cai Wenji's "Eighteen Beats of Hu Ji"? ”

"Pegasus goes to see Tuhai's movements!" Lang Tingshu didn't answer immediately, but gave an order to the audience. Wu Yingxiong's yard was immediately filled with squirming movements, and people shuttled back and forth without talking to each other. More than two dozen fast horses were led out of the secret passages behind the stables and sent to various mosques to contact the family members who were secretly observing the situation. Wang Zhenbang saw that Wu Yingxiong had regulated the housekeeping so neatly, and couldn't help but secretly admire: "What a person who does great things!" ”

After all the arrangements stopped, Lang Tingshu replied to Wu Yingxiong with a smile: "You are familiar with "Hu Ji Eighteen Beats", come and ask me." I could only recite the third beat. After that, he groaned slightly:

The Yue Han Kingdom entered Hucheng, and it was better to lose one's family than to have no life, and the felt fur was shocked by the flesh and bones, and the karma was the taste to curb my feelings. The drums are noisy from the night, and Hu Feng is secretly camping. The sadness of the present and the confusion of the past are made into three shots, when will the sadness and hatred be settled?

As soon as the groan fell, Wu Yingxiong continued with tears in his eyes:

I don't think about my homeland day and night, and my temperament is more bitter than me. The country of natural disasters is chaotic and has no owner, but my life is not captured. Who can talk to people who have different hearts and different desires? Thinking about how difficult it is to go through the experience, and it is sad to shoot it into four shots!

After groaning, he was already wet with tears, and said with a reluctant smile: "How difficult it is to be involved, it is really a portrayal of my life, I hope there will be some opportunities in the future!" ”

"This is not the time to play the lyrics," Lang Tingshu said with a smile, "Let's go down, it's important to go back to Chunxuan and repair the book for the old prince." Wu Yingxiong wiped away his tears and nodded, and just about to get off the platform, he heard a long entourage report: "Lord E, Mr. Zhou Quanbin of Gulou West Street is here, saying that he has something important to see you." ”

"Say I've slept." Wu Yingxiong said coldly. Thinking about it, he felt that it was inappropriate, so he called again: "Come back, invite him in!" He turned his face to Wang Zhenbang and smiled: "You are the head of the Huangmen official of the third prince of Zhu, he sees that you are not good, so he should avoid it - Lao Huang has always come often, so let's meet together to see if he has anything important." Saying that, they got off the "stargazing platform" together, returned to the east wing of the main hall of the courtyard, held the lamp and candle and talked to Huang Jing and ate tea, Zhou Quanbin had already walked in.

"Ouch dude!" Wu Yingxiong got up with a smile and said, "Thanks to your interest, you are willing to come to my snail's house this morning and evening - come, come, please sit and watch tea!" ”

"This is not the time for tea!" Zhou Quanbin's color is not a color, he sat down angrily, and ignored Wu Yingxiong's courtesy, and said to Huang Jing with a blue face, "The good news you sent, what Tuhai went to Niujie, with the fire as the number, the whole city will take the Hui people!" ”

"What's wrong with you?" Wu Yingxiong had a falling out with Zhou Quanbin last time and fell behind, and the people under the third prince of Zhu all treated him as an idiot, and people who came often did this way. As soon as Zhou Quanbin came today, Wu Yingxiong felt the need to let the other party know some colors, "Mr. Zhou, I'm afraid you're mistaken, right?" This is not a teahouse, but the private residence of Wu Yingxiong, the dignified man of the current imperial court, the prince Shaobao, and the minister of scattered ranks! Brother Huang Jing is my guest, how can he allow people to insult him in person? ”

"Really?" Zhou Quanbin was slightly stunned, glanced at the short and stupid Wu Yingxiong, and said coldly, "At this time, Mr. Wu still has to pretend with me, Wang Gu talks about him left and right?" ”

"If you have something to say, speak well," Wu Yingxiong had a premonition that things in Niujie had changed, and he was secretly shocked in his heart, but there was no expression on his face, "If you are here to make trouble, then please go out!" ”

"Kangxi personally went to Niu Street!" Zhou Quanbin hid his excitement, "The drama is all smashed!" We set the fire, they put out the fire, but you are here from the other side to watch the fire! ”

Although he had been mentally prepared, Wu Yingxiong still had a bang in his mind, knowing that everything had turned upside down, he forced himself to calm down and gritted his teeth and said, "What are you talking about?" I didn't understand at all - the emperor went to the Niujie Mosque, and Mr. Huang and I told him to go? Shit yourself, or wipe your ass! ”

"Old Huang Jing, what's going on, you should explain it!" Zhou Quanbin picked up the tea and put it down, staring at Huang Jing in a daze and asked.

"Me?" Huang Jing smiled bitterly, "How can I know about these things about the emperor?" Don't go too far, the pot is rotten, and the pot is broken! ”

"I suspect that the two of them colluded to fiddle with our Zhong Saburo Xiangtang!" Zhou Quanbin sneered, "Jiao Shan's brother Jiao He, and seven or eight brothers have all died in the mosque - we are not as good as your king of Pingxi, and a few dead people are nothing!" As he spoke, he took out two pieces of paper from his arms, shook them, and said to Wu Yingxiong, "What is this?" It's a deed of sale between Wang Ye and Mr. Huang! Get acquainted with each other, and if you make these mysteries again, don't you want to die? ”

"Sending off!" Wu Yingxiong didn't look at it, slammed the teacup in his hand to the table, and shouted loudly. Several family members broke in when they heard the sound, but because Wu Yingxiong did not give the order to do it, they only stared at Zhou Quanbin with fierce eyes.

Zhou Quanbin glanced at Wu Yingxiong with surprised eyes, slowly stood up, and smiled at Wu Yingxiong in a weird manner: "Have you remembered my words?" ”

"It doesn't matter - please!" Wu Yingxiong waved his hand indifferently, and several people came up and pushed Zhou Quanbin out.

"Forehead!" Sweat broke out on Huang Jing's head, "The two things he held in his hand, one was the oath that I made with Yang Qilong, and the other must be something important for the prince, why didn't you take the opportunity to rob it?" ”

"You're so stupid!" Wu Yingxiong laughed and said, "What kind of character is Li Zhu, at this time, he is willing to let the surnamed Zhou come with the real thing?" ”

Huang Jing lowered his head gloomily and muttered, "If he wants to take this to fix me, he will have to move his head tomorrow." ”

"Don't worry, how can he give up!" Wu Yingxiong leaned back, "I'm not afraid, what are you afraid of?" This Zhou Quanbin came here tonight to knock on the mountain and shake the tiger, and he came for me, and he has nothing to do with you! If my father doesn't do anything, how can I easily join hands with them? Once my father does it, I don't need him to look for him, I will also go to him! ”

Huang Jing wiped the sweat from his head and said with palpitations: "It's really scary, why did the emperor go in person?" ”

"It's awesome, it's here!" Wu Yingxiong sighed, "Yang Qilong's return play was smashed, so I had to sing Zhong Sanlang's old play, this is a Wenwenhuo, slow thing, I have to look at Yunnan's banyan." I have to take care of Wu Ciyou's affairs soon, and I'm going to close the tent! ”

"Mr. Wu!" Huang Jing asked in surprise, "You don't say he's dead?" ”

"The sky will not extinguish Cao! It's not that easy to die personally! Wu Yingxiong lit the lamp and lit the dry smoke, and said in thought, "He has fallen into the hands of General Baozhu, let Baozhu dispose of him, hurry back to Beijing, and ride alone for thousands of miles in the future, I can't do without such a person around me." ”

"Where is he?" Huang Jing blurted out.

Wu Yingxiong smiled slyly, and completely returned to his honest and old appearance and even a little demented, and spit out a puff of cigarette without squeaking.

"It's time for me to go!" Huang Jing suddenly stood up in panic, "They pretended to be the emperor and went to the mosque to set fire, the emperor must find out who leaked the news......"

"That's right!" Wu Yingxiong hurriedly said, "You and Zhenbang have to hurry back to take care of it." Don't come to me within half a year, if there is anything, you can go to the old place outside Chaoyang Gate to contact, and I will naturally know - Zhenbang! He turned back to the inner room and said aloud, "Do you hear me?" ”

After Wu Ciyou jumped from the boat into the water that day, he turned over a few times in the waves, and was soon frozen by the icy river water and lost consciousness.

When he woke up again, he was lying in a boat, and a young man with clear eyebrows sat beside him, and the smell of medicine came from the other end of the cabin...... Wu Ciyou's dizziness was dizzy, and he only glanced at the young man in a trance, and then fell asleep again.

Wu Ciyou was lying in the warm quilt, as comfortable as a baby in a cradle with the rippling waves of the boat below. But his heart was not calm, and his ears seemed to hear the sound of the wind, the rain, and the whistling of the stormy waves...... Suddenly, I felt that the wooden boat under me had left the water, floating and whirling in the air. Kangxi walked over with a smile and pulled him to see Aunt Su Mala, but Aunt Su Mala stood far away and saluted, and said with a smile: "Sir, don't write this, isn't it good to find a place to be quiet?" Wu Ciyou smiled and wanted to answer, but the paper in his hand was snatched away by a person, and when he looked back, it was Baozhu's bloody face smiling...... Wu Ciyou exclaimed: "Wan Niang! Help me destroy ......" turned over and woke up, covered in cold sweat!

"Yuliang!"

Only then did Wu Ciyou see clearly that the person who was staying by his side and his eyes were red was actually Li Yuliang, who had made an appointment to visit Yanzhou Mansion together.

"Green monkey, Mr. is awake, bring the medicine quickly." Li Yuliang commanded the green monkey while pressing Wu Ciyou on the bed, and said softly, "You are burning so badly, you are really scared to death - talking nonsense, what kind of girl, what kind of mother, what kind of strategy?" Wu Ciyou's face turned red, and he half-lay down and said, "It's nothing, it's all irrelevant, but why did you just save me?" Li Yuliang sighed, and said for a long time: "It's hard to say, I just tell you, if it weren't for Senior Brother Hu, you would have ...... long ago This is also fate...... What a coincidence! ”

"Hu Gongshan!" Wu Ciyou exclaimed.

Li Yuliang nodded and smiled: "It's really hard for you to remember him." Wu Ciyou pondered for a moment and asked, "What about others?" "He's a wandering Taoist." Yuliang smiled, "However, he said that he would go to Yanzhou in a while, maybe he could see him again." ”

"It's going north." Wu Ciyou judged according to the speed of the ship, "Brother, you are really a person of faith." ”

"I'm afraid you'll have to stay in Yanzhou Mansion for a few more days." Yu Liang replied contemplatively, "Then I will send you to Beijing." ”

"What am I going to do in Beijing?" Wu Ciyou was surprised.

"I made a divination for you yesterday, and now you are not good for going south." Somehow, Yuliang's heart was empty for a while, and he said coldly, "Didn't you say that you wanted to recommend an envoy for me?" You are the way you are, how can I leave you alone? ”

"Oh-" Wu Ciyou couldn't support it, and his half-lying body lay down again. While feeding him the decoction, the green monkey smiled and said, "Mr. Li and I plan to enter Beijing with you." We can't get entangled enough, and we have to fight your autumn breeze on the road. ”

"I didn't expect my Wu Ciyou to go back to Beijing again!" Wu Ciyou muttered, "How do you see him?" ”

"Who?" Yuliang asked sensitively, "Is that what is the name of the aunt?" ”

"You're talking about Aunt Su Mala." Wu Ciyou smiled sadly, "She has already left home." The affection for me is very heavy, but unfortunately there is no fate...... The eldest husband has a personal affair with his children...... I can let it go...... I'm talking about...... Emperor...... My Students...... Long Er ...... "He's a little delirious again.

"You rest assured," Yuliang's eyes were also full of tears, and he lowered his head to tuck the quilt for Wu Ciyou, and then covered it up.

Wu Ciyou fell asleep again. In the cold cabin, Yuliang and the green monkey were silently pondering. After a while, Yuliang suddenly smiled and said, "Green Monkey, the song you sang on the riverbank that day was very good, can I listen to it if you sing it again?" ”

"It's all all about being anxious and humming by myself, since you want to hear it, I'll sing it." The green monkey smiled and sang softly:

God, you're old,

The ears are deaf and the eyes are dazzling.

You can't see people, you can't hear words,

Dumb throat, you don't answer!

Man-eating demon, you have become a god,

A lifetime of goodness, and you will send him to hell.

Glory to the murderer and arson,

Vegetarians and people who read the scriptures are starved and killed!

God, you can't be the sky, you're collapsing!

God, you can't be the sky, you're collapsing!