There are two copies of the letter submitted by Mu Zixu, one is the joint excerpt of Suo Etu and Xiong Cixu, which details the situation of the Rakshasa soldiers moving along the Heilongjiang River after Goreini left Beijing; At the same time, please allocate 1 million silver to Jackie Chan to help the victims of Huanghuai; He also said that the governor of Anhui was intent on secretly investigating the case of the robbery of 600,000 taels of silver; In the end, it was reported that Wu Ciyou's whereabouts have not yet been ascertained. After Kangxi saw it, he put it aside, and when he picked up another piece to look at, he couldn't help but be stunned, it turned out to be Wu Ciyou's autographed folding! This was written by him two months ago, Kangxi looked at Zhong Wang Xiaokai who was folded upright, and couldn't help but feel excited. Kangxi has been employed by Wu Ciyou for three years and is very familiar with his handwriting. Kangxi's window classes are corrected with this kind of pen, or circled, or red, Wu Ciyou always has to be meticulous and meticulous to comment, and now this kind handwriting has reappeared in front of me, and I really feel like I have been reunited for a long time. Looking at it, I couldn't help but whisper it:

…… The minister thought that the Quartet was not appeased, so he should first take peace as the priority. It can't determine the people, and it can't be said to be a feudal domain; You can't gather wealth, you can't talk about military affairs. The southeast is booming, the world is swinging, and the northwest side is in great trouble, and it is really difficult to suddenly flatten. Seeing things without doubt, not doing doubts, thinking carefully and then acting, there is rarely a reason to refrain from things. My lord is the holy king of the world, and he has his own judgment. The minister's opinion, the foolishness of the gain, dare not bend to His Majesty? The ministers are scattered and scattered, traveling to Jianghuai, lecturing in Shandong, the heart of the scholars, seems to have been suddenly oriented, when the heart is exhausted, the talents are widely recruited, and the talents are recommended to the temple, for the great cause of my lord, and dedicate themselves to the meager strength. After a long absence, I will never forget it, and the lonely candle is faint, and the grass chapter is far away, and I can not cry......

Look at the bottom again, there are a few lines of small print:

In addition, there is now a cult Zhong Saburo, whose members spread rumors and provoke provocations, incite people's minds, and are determined to be unexpected. It is very rampant here, what if the Beijing master has not been tried? In such cases, the ministers thought that our lord should calm down, investigate openly and secretly, and make a full drum, and the people's will will be determined.

Wu Ciyou nodded again

Kangxi read, and tears couldn't help but flow out: his teacher is really up to the "high temple level, then worry about the people; is far away from the rivers and lakes, and is worried about its king, "Ah! Afraid that people would see him lose his temper, Kangxi hurriedly wiped it quietly, turned his face and asked Yang Kui: "There are a lot of rumors about Jingshi, you are close to Jinggi here, have you heard anything?" ”

"Yes." Yang Kui thought for a moment and replied, "That's all nonsense, and the minister has issued an edict to strictly prohibit it-"

"Speak!" Kangxi commanded sharply.

"Wow!" Yang Kui hurriedly said, "It's mostly children's songs—"

The four mouths are opposed, and the world is scattered. The sun and the moon shine on the five-star unit, and the time will come to finish together - persuade people to be good as soon as possible.

Yang Kui said, peeked at it, and saw that Kangxi had no expression on his face, so he continued, "There are still miles!" ——”

There are two hammers in the Taoist priest's waist, and the fire, wood, water and soil return to gold. The solid dumb man rides a white tiger, and the blood in Beijing is like water.

Yang Kui was carrying it, Kangxi was thinking nervously, and when he heard this, he raised his head and asked, "In your opinion, why did these nursery rhymes come from, and what do they refer to?" Yang Kui hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed: "The minister is really shallow in learning, and he can't solve the first one; The second song was a little delusional, and I didn't dare to say it directly......"

"That's weird, what's the hindrance to the recital?" Kangxi smiled, "No matter what it is, just say it." ”

"Yes - this second nursery rhyme seems to refer to Wu Sangui."

"How so?"

"'Two hammers in the waist of the Taoist'" Yang Kui explained, "The 'Taoist' is also 'down', and the 'Shi' is written upside down to form a 'dry' character, and the two hammers in the waist are two points to form a 'ping' character." According to the fire belongs to the south, the wood belongs to the east, the water belongs to the north, and the earth belongs to the center, all belong to the 'gold'; and gold is the qi of the West, alluding to the rise and fall of the West as the lord of the world. The center of the word 'Ya' is empty, and now it is said that 'solid dumb' is exactly the word 'king', which makes up the three words 'king of Pingxi'. The green dragon in the east, the Xuanwu in the north, the Vermilion Bird in the south, and the 'white tiger' in the west, together it is 'the king of Pingxi riding the white tiger into Beijing'. The phrase 'blood like water' means 'killing'. After speaking, he kowtowed, "This is just a presumptuous judgment, and it may not be possible to guess the true meaning ......of the rumors."

"You're right," Kangxi pondered for a while, choosing the appropriate words and said, "This nursery rhyme refers to Wu Sangui, but Wu Sangui has a strong relationship with the imperial court, and there is no reason to rebel, and it must be the wrongdoers who are dividing and inciting from it - what happens after you order it to be strictly forbidden?" ”

"If you go back to Long live," Yang Kui replied calmly, "there is no longer anything on the surface, and the situation in the secret is not yet known." Recently, a kind of 'Zhong Saburo' religion has prevailed in the local area, and its whereabouts are very mysterious and suspicious, but it has not been found out whether it is related to rumors. ”

"That's it for now." Kangxi seemed a little tired, stood up, yawned and said, "It's getting late, Yang Kui can kneel and settle down, I will leave for Beijing in the early morning of tomorrow, accompanied by Wei Dongting, Mu Zixu and Shangguan Liang, and everything is for Zhang Ju to do." ”

At five drums in the morning of the next day, Kangxi ordered to drive back to Beijing, Yang Kui did not dare to disobey the order, and only took the Heyaren and others out of the city and came back quietly. Because Kangxi's identity was clear, it was inconvenient to travel any longer, so he changed his clothes. He wears a black fox leg satin crown, a sauce-colored Jiang silk Tianma leather robe, and a stone blue satin gold gown. Wei Dongting and Mu Zixu rode a high-headed horse on the left and right, hugging Kangxi in the center, and Shangguan Liang behind him was also all hung in court clothes, with more than 500 battalion soldiers hugging each other and hugging each other, stepping on the frozen soil as hard as iron, facing the cold wind, and going straight to Beijing along the loess official road along the Yongding River.

Kangxi rode on the horse, his face calm and slightly relieved. Despite the chaos of what had happened around him in the past few months, he felt that there was nothing wrong with it. I read the letter from the teacher Wu Ciyou last night, and everything is in line with each other, and I have a sense of steadfastness in my heart. After pondering for a long time, Kangxi immediately turned around and said to Wei Dongting: "There are two things, go to Beijing to remind me, one is to wait for Mingzhu to come back, let him go to the household department to check how much silver and grain are stored; The second is to transfer this Shangguan Liang to move his battalion to Tongzhou, and Yang Kui's promotion edict will be handled by me, and he will be transferred out next year, and he will still go to Baoding Mansion to guard the gate of the Beijing division for me. ”

These two things, the first Wei Dongting is clear, the Taihe Palace collapsed, Kangxi issued an edict to repair it immediately, and Mi Sihan, the head of the household department, resisted and did not do it, saying that there was no silver in the library, so it was natural to check it; The second thing can't be understood, Shangguan Liang is a nameless Benzuo, and even the head of his own good fighting battalion only knows his surname, and he has no merit, why should he be transferred? Yang Kui was personally made by Kangxi to the people and not to be transferred, why did he change again overnight? After hesitating for a moment, Wei Dongting replied, "The minister's decree." ”

"You don't want to learn the slippery nature of a Beijing official," Kangxi said with a smile, "I think that kowtowing more, talking less, and boiling qualifications are the secrets of being an official, what's the use of me wanting such a minion!" The people in Tongzhou are very mixed, Shangguan is a humble and unknown person, stationed on a special order, dare not work hard and try his best to do errands? ”

Wei Dongting suddenly realized: "This is called ending with grace!" ”

"As for Yang Kui, it's pretty much the same." Kangxi stroked his chin, looked into the distance with deep eyes, and said slowly, "Because his business has to be delayed, I want you to remind him." An official like Yang Kui is the most suitable way to do the house, not too high, not too low. ”

"Hooray—this?"

"Yang Kui, this person, I have seen it carefully, the outside is soft and the inside is strong, and his temperament is the opposite of Aobai, which has its strengths but not its shortcomings." Kangxi's eyes flashed with a light that seemed cold and seemed to appreciate, and he said again after a long time, "It's a pity to use the material too low, it's too high......" He suddenly felt a little in the way, and paused with a smile.

Wei Dongting glanced at Kangxi timidly. He couldn't be more loyal to this master, but the feeling of sometimes respecting and sometimes being afraid still lingered in his heart. He feels that Kangxi is like a pool of clear water, and the view of the mountains and lakes is intoxicating, but if you really jump down, you will feel unfathomable. He suddenly remembered his servant Lao Menzi, who had been lurking beside him in disguise for three years, until he was defeated and subdued, and then the truth was revealed. Is there still such a character around you? He didn't dare to think about it along this topic, and he was busy thinking about it from the other side, on the river embankment, Yang Kui pulled Zhu Fuxiang, who was three grades older than himself, into the water, and the kind of turbulent momentum shown by hundreds of people to protect Yang Kui, so that he truly understood the "holy will". Wei Dongting shuddered when he was hit by the oncoming cold wind, he straightened up, wanted to breathe, and then held back, just staring ahead as if he didn't think about anything.

"The countryman is loyal, and he should not care about the advance and retreat of favor and humiliation." As if answering Wei Dongting's question, Kangxi suddenly sighed deeply and said, "But those who are masters should also think of loyal and good courtiers - Mr. Wu doesn't know what is going on now?" This year, the number of people from Shandong and Anhui who came to Beijing to take the examination has increased greatly compared with previous years, and it cannot be said that he did not have his credit. The letters he sent to Mingzhu several times ago were forwarded to me, and yesterday he went on again, he was really in the rivers and lakes, and his heart was hanging in Weique! But where is he now? ”

"Ahh Wei Dongting was startled at first, and only later did he hear that it was Wu Ciyou, so he hurriedly smiled and said: "The emperor has sent Lord Mingzhu to visit, and Mr. Wu will definitely be able to go to Beijing in a few days." ”

Kangxi's worries about Wu Ciyou are not superfluous, and the growing danger is approaching Wu Ciyou, and this well-educated, elegant and elegant emperor who lacks worldly experience still doesn't know at all.

In Wulong Town, Zhengzhou, Wu Ciyou and Mingzhu asked the Son of Heaven to kill the brother Zheng Yinglong, the official of the Western Election, and the two broke up. Wu Ciyou took two people to go east along the old road of the Yellow River, all the way to the winter scenery is bleak, looking at the desolation, wild artemisia barren grass, dead poplar and residual willows are sparse on the beach, and the wind blows to sway. Wu Ciyou let the horse go slowly, thinking that Shaohua is fleeting, the beauty is twilight, and the prime is no more, and he can't help but feel a lot of emotion.

But he was not discouraged. He knew that his "giving money back to the mountain" was very different from Li Bai. Tang Xuanzong regarded Li Bai as a literati and a plaything for fun; But Kangxi really regarded him as a bosom friend. He knew Kangxi's thoughts, and he wanted to ask him to help the imperial court recruit a group of Han scribes as a wild literati, and not to let these people slip to Wu Sangui's side. Kangxi has revealed to him many times that he still has the intention of using it again. But Wu Ciyou has no interest in being an official at all, because of the filthy framing in the officialdom, the tiresome flattery, the unpredictable ups and downs, and the unexpected marriage change with Su Malagu, he himself can't tell. But since I am fortunate to be the enlightenment master of today, I have the responsibility to help students become a famous master for all generations. To this end, he wanted to find a group of talents for Kangxi in the rivers and lakes, so as to assist Kangxi in governing the country and the people, and creating a great cause. Since he met Li Guangdi, who had entered Beijing to take the exam, in Anqing, he knew that his father was in good health, and he was even more determined to do so.

The encounter between Wu Ciyou and Lee Kwang-di was a complete coincidence.

Wu Ciyou went to Anhui from Shandong, first lectured at Huaixi Academy in Fengyang Mansion for a month, and then came to Anqing Mansion by boat, but he was unwilling to show up as a lecturer at the Hanlin Academy. He is a person who is used to being sparse, lazy to socialize, and suffering from restraint, so after arriving in Anqing, he did not interact with the government again, and found a reliable century-old shop "Yingfeng Pavilion" to live in. How did he know that his every move was still under the strict attention of the imperial court!

On the third day of my stay, the weather suddenly turned cold. When Wu Ciyou got up early in the morning, he felt that it was difficult to be cold, and when he looked at the bright window paper, he thought that he had overslept. As soon as he opened the window, a cold wind swept in the snow, filling his neck with snow. He couldn't help but be surprised and delighted, and hurriedly took out the fox fur given by Kangxi from the package and put it on, rushed downstairs happily, and said to the shopkeeper: "Today's good snow, I'm afraid it's the last time this spring." I want to charter the one on the west side of the pavilion, where the river view is good, and you can watch the snow alone. I'm willing to pay more! ”

"The master is one step late, and the West Pavilion room has already arrived." The guy said with a smile on his face, "But don't be annoyed, the West Pavilion is so big, everyone plays their own people's game, the two have nothing to do with it, there are only seven or eight people in total, and they are all literati, just chanting poetry and talking, and the small ones don't pick up guests anymore." ”

Wu Ciyou had no choice but to do so. When he ascended the pavilion, he saw that there were already eight people in the West Pavilion, but they were divided into three. There are two people at the southeast table. People about forty years of age wore gray cotton robes. The others, who were younger, sat down at the bottom of them, leaning against the window and muttering their glasses, and when they saw him come up, they only glanced at him, and then they all turned their faces to admire the snow, as if they were writing poems in rhyme. Another middle-aged man sat under the east window, opened a window, and leaned on the windowsill to watch the snow. There was a young man sitting at a table under the west wall, dressed a little peculiarly, wearing only a blue poplin jacket, covering a rain-soaked azure buckle vest, a long braid hanging down behind a black satin melon skin hat, almost dragging to the ground, with a long sword hanging from his waist, drinking alone from one cup to the left, and one cup from the right, seeing Wu Ciyou coming upstairs, he seemed to be a little at a loss, so he nodded with a smile and bowed and said: "This brother, a few people over there are chanting poems, why don't you sit here together?" ”

"Thank you," Wu Ciyou said with a smile as he sat down, "I'm just afraid of the cold here—dare to ask your surname and Taifu?" ”

"Mr. is wearing a fox fur and saying that it is cold, then I should freeze!" The young man was no more than twenty years old, but he was very carefree, and said with a grin, "No, your surname is Li, your name is Yuliang, what about you?" Wu Ciyou suddenly had a good impression and said busily: "Long admiration! The surname is Wu and is called the second friend. When the middle-aged man who pushed the window to enjoy the snow heard the words "Wu Ciyou", he quickly turned around and glanced at him, and then sat back at the table, eating and drinking as if no one was around, but his eyes kept glancing to this side.

Li Yuliang's gaze also jumped, and he looked at Wu Ciyou from top to bottom. When he was about to be questioned, Wu Ciyou called the bartender loudly: "Take a jar of Lao Shao wine, and then ask for four plates of appetizers - a little more exquisite." Several people at the southeast table had a hard idea, and when they heard Wu Ciyou shouting for wine and food, they didn't feel disgusted, so they didn't turn their faces and didn't speak.

"Mr. Wu is really massive, can he eat so much?" Yuliang asked as he sipped. Wu Ciyou smiled and said: "There are all brothers in the four seas, since they are sitting with you, they should drink together, don't you want to give me a cup of wine?" Yuliang smiled. Got up and handed it over. Wu Ciyou smiled and drank it all. Put down the cup and said, "Mr. Yuliang is also an expert!" Just eat, if you get drunk, you don't have to go back, stay with me in this Windward Pavilion store. Yu Liang was slightly stunned, and then smiled: "This is not a matter of consumption, I already live in this store!" ”

At this time, the snow outside the building was getting heavier and heavier, and the sky and the earth were white, but the water in the river seemed to be extremely clear, flowing slowly to the southeast. A branch of red plum is exposed on the wall outside the pavilion, which looks even more enchanting in this wind and snow. Li Yuliang saw that Wu Ciyou was in a daze, so he smiled and said: "Mr. Wu, such a good scenery, why don't you chant a song too?" Wu Ciyou smiled and waved his hand and said, "There is a poetry altar over there!" Seeing that the altar is about to open, let's listen to them and enjoy the snow and poetry. How fast it is! ”

Li Yuliang turned his face to look and saw a gentleman standing by the window holding his beard and waving his head to chant:

Light makeup and light plain crane forest red, moved into the decadent pulsatilla.

You should laugh at the old peaches and plums in the West Garden, and wait for the spring breeze with a strong and uniform color.

As soon as the groan fell, the forty-year-old man on the opposite side laughed and said, "What a 'strong and uniform color for the spring breeze'!" Mrs. Huang has not been eliminated from the fire, is it too ashamed to dare to bloom? ”

Hearing the words "Huang Taichong", Wu Ciyou's eyes lit up, and he didn't expect to meet Huang Zongxi, the head of the world-famous "Three Yellows of Eastern Zhejiang" here! While pouring wine for Wu Ciyou, Li Yuliang asked with a quiet smile: "What is this bad old man chanting?" I didn't even hear the word 'snow'. Wu Ciyou smiled and said, "Oh, I'm talking about that red plum!" Don't interrupt, let's listen. ”

Huang Zongxi listened to the middle-aged man's words, smiled and said, "Uncle Wang Yu, it's your turn!" Wu Ciyou couldn't help but be surprised again: this person was Uncle Wang Yu, the head of the "Seven Sons of Yantai" literary circle! Gathering these two characters on the first floor is really an adventure. But I don't know who the deep young man and the three middle-aged people are? Just as he was thinking about it, the young man spoke: "What Mr. Huang said is extremely true, and Guangdi also thought that it was time for Mr. Wang to groan." A middle-aged man next to him interjected: "Today was Mr. Huang's 40th birthday, but since he is a literati, he is indispensable for writing poems." Runzhang supervises wine, it should be regardless of the old and young, respect and inferiority, if you can't make poetry, the wine is not eaten! Wu Ciyou listened attentively, he was not familiar with Li Guangdi, but he knew Shi Runzhang, who was the master of the Xuancheng Literary Sect. The world talks about the poem "Nan Shi and the Northern Song Dynasty", the Northern Song Dynasty is Song Qiong among the seven sons of Yantai, and "Nan Shi" is this one. Wu Ciyou watched the wind and looked at the scene, and secretly had an idea.

"Yushan Jian Jiu spoke," Uncle Wang Yu laughed dryly, "The wine order is greater than the military order, so I have to obey the order." But there is no poetry today, so fill in a random word to blame. So saying, he said:

The heavy frozen clouds are too empty, and the east wind cuts the exquisite jade. The white butterflies dance into a group, and the plum blossoms are accumulated. Yesterday, the window was white, mistaken for Tuanyue, and when I pushed the door at dawn, Luo Yi was cold.

"'The east wind is broken' is not bad." Shi Runzhang said with a smile, "Poetry is precious and tranquil, and you always do not lose your true colors." After that, he turned his face to Li Guang and said, "It's time to listen to you." Li Guangdi just laughed, and said after a while: "Mr. Dune and Mr. Pu Tingshen are both famous masters of a generation, and they will never dare to be the first in their later years!" Wu Ciyou knew at this time that these two were the famous men of the Shandong Xincheng faction, Du Ne and Pu Liusong.

"I'm here to make a fool!" Dunne was very cheerful.

The animal charcoal gold furnace room is difficult to temperature, and the sky is faint when it is deeply covered.

Tongyun swept Kungang jade and wiped a trace of Mei Shaoyue.

Yin Ba smiled and said: "My poems are not good, please go and fight for the bowl of champion bar!" ”

The six of them couldn't help but look at each other and laugh, and were about to comment on the merits of the poems, Wu Ciyou stood up with laughter and said to Yuliang: "Brother, you bring two bowls of wine, let's have a good time, their poems are too dull, and they have lived up to such a beautiful day!" ”