Kangxi took Wei Dongting and Bambur Shance to the west of the gate, and the Baiyun Temple was already in sight. Bambul smiled and said: "Long live, at the end of the day, and before the day of society, our master and slave three are galloping side by side in this barren hazel and wild artemisia, knowing that they are going to play, and those who don't know are when we are ringing horses!" Kangxi reined in his horse, looked around the four fields, and was really desolate and cold, so he smiled and said: "Xiangma and the Son of Heaven are only a stone's throw away." Adhere to the royal road, that is, the Son of Heaven, enter the evil way and become a traitor, and enter the thief road to become a ringing horse. ”

When Bamble heard this, he was stunned at first, and then said with a smile: "The master is so sophisticated in his knowledge, and his mind is agile, and the slave is beyond his reach." ”

Wei Dongting didn't want to listen to the two of them laughing, only paid attention to the movements, and saw Hao Laosi and the donkey from a distance pretending to be poor grass mowers and firewood sellers, scattered nearby to cut wattles, knowing that the arrangement had stopped, so he smiled and said: "Long live Lord, we will go to Baiyun Temple in front." ”

Kangxi took a look, and saw the mountain gate standing faintly among the cloud trees. He turned over and dismounted and said, "Let's stop being a ringing horse, let's be a tourist." Riding into the temple on horseback is not very respectful. At this time, a dozen guards dressed in long suits arrived with wine and food utensils, and the three of them handed over the reins to one of the guards and walked towards the mountain gate.

Baiyun Temple is located three or four miles outside the Xibian Gate, it was originally the "fairy palace" of Qiu Chuji, the leader of the Taoist Quanzhen sect on the occasion of the enshrinement of Jin Yuan, and it was the side of the Changchun Palace in the Yuan Dynasty. After the mound was feathered, his disciple Yin Zhiping led the yellow crown to change this side to the view, called "white cloud", and took the meaning of the Taoist riding the yellow crane to ride the white cloud.

At the beginning of the Qing Dynasty, a fire broke out outside the Xibian Gate, and hundreds of palaces and houses, along with the houses of thousands of nearby families, were burned down. The courtyard was full of rubble, and the clumps of basil six or seven feet high, seemed very quiet and desolate. The only remaining clay sculptures under the worship hall and the east corridor give people a sense of unfathomable mystery, and the clay sculptures drawn according to the story of "Journey to the West" attract tourists and pilgrims.

Bamburshan looked around, sparsely populated, and secretly thought to himself: There are more than a dozen famous temples and temples inside and outside Beijing, and the Baiyun Temple is the most dilapidated one. Yesterday, when Wei Dongting went to deliver the decree, he guessed Kangxi's thoughts, and he also wanted to know, how did this doll Tianzi think of himself,—— was stunned, and saw that Kangxi had entered the mountain gate, and looked up and down next to a wrong golden incense ding, and hurriedly came over and said with a smile: "This couplet on the mountain gate is not bad, 'respect the heavens and love the people to govern the country, and be thrifty and quiet to cultivate oneself'." The former Emperor Zhengde of the Ming Dynasty wrote this character very well. ”

Kangxi didn't answer, but only looked carefully around the six-foot-tall Ding.

Speaking of this incense ding, there is also a legend. Legend has it that when the incense was vigorous, every day only the Taoist child needed to burn incense in the morning and make a fire, and there was no need for manpower, and the mountain gate would open by itself after a while. At night, store water in the dingzhong, and the mountain gate will close by itself. In fact, even the little Taoist priest didn't know that Xiangding and Shanmen were related to the news. People believe that this Baiyun Temple Taoist priest holds the Nine Heavens Talisman, and these temple affairs are all sent by the gods. Therefore, although the temple is decadent, even the most greedy people dare not touch it.

Kangxi knocked on the tripod with his hand and said with a smile: "It's a pity that he didn't invite Ao Zhongtang to come with him, he has the power to pull out the mountain and carry the tripod." Tell me, can he move it? As he spoke, he glanced at Bamburshan.

This is too blatant to ask. Originally from Yu in the world Kyushu each system of a tripod, the title has become synonymous with usurpation. In the third year of King Xuan of Zhou, Chu Zi helped the Son of Heaven to attack Lu Hun, and after the victory of the army, he paraded troops in Luoyang. Chu Zi took the opportunity to ask about the size of the nine tripods in the temple of Wangsun Mantai, with the intention of encroaching. At this time, Kangxi introduced this canon, which naturally has the effect of knocking on the mountain and shaking the tiger. Bambur is good at reading all books, how can he not know this text? I just felt that it was quite difficult to deal with, and after hesitating for a while, Fang Gan laughed and said: "This Ding is afraid that there are two thousand catties, and if you come to Ao Zhongtang, you may not be able to move it." ”

"Buddha Amitayus!" When the three of them were looking at the Ding, an old Taoist priest in his fifties came out of the ear room on the east side of the Taiji Hall at the back and arched his hand and said, "Lay people are blessed!" It's rare to be so pious, to come so early. The front Guanyu is barren, and the back is still clean, please come in and have tea! The three of them hurriedly turned around to salute, and Wei Dongting said, "Daoist, please take care of yourself." We'll look at the front first, and then we'll go to the back later! ”

"This is coming to us." After Wei Dongting saw the old way go, he said with a smile, "In addition to collecting some incense money on the first and fifteenth days of the new year, it is rare for pilgrims to come on weekdays. ”

Kangxi patted his body and said with a smile: "Unfortunately, I didn't bring money out today!" Bambur hurriedly took out a silver ingot of fifty taels from his sleeve and said with a smile: "The slave does not dare to compare with the Lord of Long Live, and wherever he goes, he must also bring some silver." ”

"It's a pity that it's too big," Wei Dongting said, "one tael of silver can buy one hundred and thirty catties of fine white rice, and if you give too much, it will attract suspicion." As he spoke, he took the silver and held it in his hand, and when he closed his palms, he made a "boom", and the silver was already broken into two. ——Throw the big one back to Bambulshan, and check the small one and say, "I'm afraid there are twenty taels, this can be regarded as a broad pilgrim." Seeing that his kung fu was so good, Bamburshan couldn't help but be shocked in his heart, and he became a little more jealous, and said with a smile in his mouth: "Huchen's move, I can't do it without the strength of a thousand catties, but this is not Lintong Doubao, why bother?" ”

Kangxi invited Ban Bushan to come here today, specifically to investigate him - whether he is the elder brother of his own family - hoping that he will repent. In this no-man's place, if you still remember brotherhood and say yes to each other, that's it. Who would have thought that this Ban Bulshan was just pretending to be stupid, and he felt that the problem was not so simple, and he couldn't help but feel a little irritable, so he said: "This Ding has seen it, and there is a clay sculpture story of Tang Seng learning scriptures under the corridor of 9981 difficulties, most of them are destroyed, and the rest don't know how, so it's better to take a look." ”

Bambul was good at observing his face, knowing Kangxi's meaning, and sneered in his heart. Fang wanted to speak, but saw a little Taoist priest coming, holding a tea tray with a yellow face in his hand, and the first three cups of tea were still steaming, so he smiled and said: "Huchen, I have answered your words, hurry up and send the silver!" Then he took a step away and followed Kangxi to the east corridor to read the story.

Here Wei Dongting put the silver on the tea tray and said with a smile: "Little Immortal Chang, we don't need tea, you take this silver!" After speaking, he wanted to go back to Kangxi, but he saw Wu Ciyou picking up the stairs with the front of his robe and going up the stairs with great interest, turning around beside the wrong gold tripod and carefully scrutinizing. Su Malagu followed closely, but she seemed to be a little distracted, and Zhang Huang looked around. Wei Dongting was startled, and when he looked back at Kangxi and Bamburshan evaluating the statues one by one, he quietly retreated. Su Malagu had already seen it, left Wu Ciyou, and pretended to be unintentional and came over.

"My aunt!" The two of them turned to the back of the broken wall in the west corridor, and Wei Dongting complained in a low voice, "What kind of errand is this called?" There's a demon in the world here, why did you bring another platinum star. What to do? ”

"You're right!" Su Malagu said, "The people of Suofu have all been transferred out to defend this left near the pass, and they are all about to be empty." He's coming, which tablet am I, can I stop it? Don't think about it quickly, just complain! ”

Wei Dongting tightened his eyebrows, and said after a while: "If you come, you will be safe, blindly hiding is not a way, and it doesn't matter if you just see it." Su Malagu said: "I'm afraid that this fool will shout 'Long'er' in his voice, what should I do?" Wei Dongting smiled: "It's a big deal to uncover it - don't say anything, be alert, and act with a look in my eyes." ”

After speaking, Wei Dongting left in a hurry, and listened to Kangxi Lian laughing from a distance: "This mound is also a matter of nothing, the bull-nosed Taoist blows the monk and writes a 'learning scriptures from the west', and the descendants also make these stories and place them in this Sanqing dojo in a nondescript manner." Bambur smiled and said, "Yes, this view will be rebuilt in the future, and it is better not to have these stories." When Wei Dongting heard this, he hurriedly said: "Speaking of 'Journey to the West', I also heard a joke - I entered the customs and the soldiers came to Hejian Mansion, and the people in the city wanted to avoid the military disaster and go well. There was an old man who looked at the gatekeeper when he went out, and sighed: "One of Yu Chi Jingde and Qin Shubao is here, and the world will not be in chaos like this." It just so happened that the neighbor was an old scholar from Sanjia Village, and when he heard this, he pouted his beard and said, "The door god is the god of the gods!" Qin Shubao, they are made up by the old man Qiu Chuji, you believe it! The old man was not convinced, and moved out of "Journey to the West", and the pedant found "Fengshen" and argued with him, and fought until it was dark and the city gate was closed. On the second day, the soldiers broke through the city, and both of them died in the chaos. ”

Bamburshan laughed when he heard it, but Kangxi saw Wu Ciyou and Su Malagu coming towards him from a distance, and he was anxious, and he couldn't help but give Wei Dongting a look. Wei Dongting was talking with great interest, and when he caught a glimpse of Wu Ciyou approaching, he hurriedly pretended to be surprised and said, "Ah! What a coincidence, isn't this the Zhu Table, fortunately! ”

Wu Ciyou was stunned for a moment, and wanted to speak, Wei Dongting turned around and pulled Kangxi and introduced: "These two are on an errand in front of Ao Zhongtang, this is Brother Zhen Longming, this is Jia Zicai, friends have not seen each other for many days, it is rare to have a coincidence today, and they are complete-" Speaking of which, Wu Ciyou is a piece of wood and spirituality. Listening to the two names made up by Wei Dongting, Aunt Su Mala wanted to laugh but didn't dare, but Wu Ciyou helped her and said, "Wan Niang, haven't you seen the three masters?" Su Malagu stepped forward and said three blessings with a smile.

Bamburshan didn't see anything unusual, he only felt that the two names he made up seemed to be sarcastic, and he looked at Wanniang carefully, and felt a little familiar, but he couldn't think of Su Malagu anymore, so he had to say with a smile: "Look up for a long time!" How about we walk together? Wu Ciyou smiled: "Since we are friends of the table, we naturally walk together." But his heart was full of doubts.

A crisis of breaking bags and revealing stuffing can be regarded as a temporary bridge, Kangxi's hanging heart slowly let go, and at this time he was already calm, so he asked Wu Ciyou with a smile: "Mr. Zhu, do you think this story is well shaped?" ”

"It is said that "Journey to the West" is the work of the pseudo-Tuoqiu Changchun of later generations," Wu Ciyou said, "Even if it is true, what is the interest of the Taoist monk in the temple?" ”

"Journey to the West" is actually a pseudo-pretext, which is really unheard of. Kangxi hurriedly asked: "Mr. is unspoken, how can I see that "Journey to the West" was not written by Qiu Changchun?" ”

Wu Ciyou said with a smile: "Why do you need to go to the side to investigate, just look at the article "Journey to the West" to know - the Jinyi Guard in the Sacrifice Country, the Master of Ceremonies in Zhu Ziguo, the Dongcheng Soldiers and Horses Division in the Destruction of France, as well as the scholars in the Tang Taizong Dynasty and the Hanlin Academy, were all set up by the former Ming Dynasty, where did Qiu Chuji fabricate these?" ”

Wei Dongting saw that Wu Ciyou was talking about it, and he was afraid that he would be endless, so he took advantage of the time to interject: "Zhu Biaotai, how can you stand here and say it?" Why don't we go to the broken pavilion over there, and the ready-made wine and food are written and laughed there, okay? Kangxi had already talked a lot with Bambulshan, and although he was disappointed, he still wanted to test it again, so he smiled and said: "Okay, just follow Huchen!" "A few guards carrying wine and food did not wait for orders, and went over to settle down early.

After watching the story of "Journey to the West" for a while, listening to Wu Ciyou's high opinions, and fiddling with ghosts and gods in the worship hall for a long time, it was noon before I knew it. The autumn wind swept up the dark clouds and gradually covered it, and the yellow sun was eclipsed in the flying clouds. In the broken pavilion, these tourists with different minds and interests were matched by chance and fate to drink and write poems, and they all silently looked at the changing cloud shadows in the clear pool water, and searched for good sentences in contemplation.

A carp jumped up, flipped in the pool, and sank to the bottom with a "coo". Kangxi started with a slight groan:

The sword pond brocade scales leap into the clouds,

Wu Ciyou said, "Okay! Busy continued:

Break through the autumn sky and want to take shape.

Wei Dongting said, "It's ugly", and then chanted:

In order to ask the number of creations,

Bamburshan pondered for a long time and continued:

Sweep the Qingbo towards the golden dragon!

Kangxi applauded, but Wu Ciyou said: "The poem is just upside down, but the last sentence is just a cliché of praising the saints, this is not the countermeasure of the Golden Palace, where is there any golden dragon?" ”

When Aunt Su Mala heard Wu Ciyou say this, she glanced at Kangxi worriedly, but Kangxi didn't care. Bambur was suspicious of Wu Ciyou's origins, and he couldn't help but be relieved at this time. Secretly thought: "But I'm suspicious, if the surname Zhu knows this master, how dare he say such a thing?" Then he smiled and said: "Mr. Zhu is very taught, but the study and personnel should be beautiful to the prince, and the rest is not what my generation dares to pretend to." Wu Ciyou said with a smile: "This is true, but how many poems and essays have been written throughout the ages, if they really praise the beauty of the monarch, then how can they read it?" The important thing is that the feelings come from the heart, the will comes from the words, or it is placed in the mountains and rivers, or it is entrusted to the flower moon - the holy way is so big, how can it be detained? ”

With this talk and the previous leader's teaching, Bambur knew that he was no match for him, so he laughed it off. Wu Ciyou's excitement was still unfinished, took a sip of wine, and chanted aloud by the railing:

Mountaineering near the water will return, who said that Song Yuqiu was sad.

Sit and watch the white clouds think of the strong wind, and listen to the sound of red leaves.

The spring mountain cries and does not return, and the fishing rod hangs in the cold rain of the Sejiang River.

It is unbearable for the heroes to hear the rooster crow, and the geese fly south with an aria!

As soon as the sound fell, Kangxi praised repeatedly: "This is poetry, it is in vain to go to Baiyun Temple today!" Aunt Su Mala listened but didn't speak, tears rolled in her eyes, afraid that people would see it and hurriedly wipe it away.

Wei Dongting saw that Bamble was staring at Wu Ciyou, and knew that he was suspicious, so he smiled and said, "Zhu Biaotai is proud again." But let's come out today to play tricks, can my uncle blame me when I go back with a belly full of white clouds and strong winds? ”

Kangxi laughed when he heard this: "Huchen used to have times when he made fun of him-what about you?" Wei Dongting said with a smile: "It's better to tell jokes, whoever doesn't say it well will be punished for drinking!" ”

"Good!" Bambulshan laughed and said, "I'll say it first - a Xiucai died, go to see Hades, and Hades will fart evenly." Xiucai dedicated an article of "Fart Fu", saying: "King Fu Wei, Gao Zhu golden buttocks, Hong Xuanbaoqi, vaguely the sound of silk and bamboo, as if the taste of musk. The subordinate has the wind, and it is so fragrant! 'The king of Hades was overjoyed, and he lived for a long time and let him return to Yang. Twelve years later, when the limit expired, this Xiucai was proud and swayed up to the Senluo Palace, but the Hades forgot him, so he asked him who he was, and the little ghost replied: "It's the Xiucai who did fart articles that year!" ’”

As soon as the words fell, Wu Ciyou laughed: "This Mr. Jia Zicai is a real celebrity, and he scolds the sycophants in the world!" Kangxi Xian couldn't help laughing, and when he thought about it, he couldn't help but be angry, and said secretly: "The slave is rude!" But his face didn't show it, but he said: "Huchen, it's time to listen to you." ”

Wei Dongting pondered for a long time and said: "I'll follow Fang Cai's fart story and tell you one-there was a person named Chen Quan in the former Ming Dynasty, who was a very talented and learned wanderer. On a day trip, he strayed into the hunting ground of the Imperial Garden and was taken down by a eunuch. The eunuch said, "You are Chen Quan, I heard that you are very good at laughing, you can make me laugh if you say a word, so let you go." Chen Quan replied: "Fart! The eunuch was stunned and asked, 'What does this mean?' Chen Quandao: "It is also up to the father-in-law to let go, and it is up to the father-in-law not to let go." ’”

When everyone heard this, they all applauded and laughed. Wu Ciyou laughed and said: "I also have one - there is a rich family, originally from a singing background, his mother died, and he begged someone to write a tablet, which must be dignified and bring the word 'admiration', but it cannot be distorted." It cost a thousand taels of silver, and no one could write it. A Xiucai—the one Mr. Fang Cai Jia talked about—was extremely bored, so he responded to this errand. He went up to help the big book and said: "Qin Feng is a scholar of the cabinet, the governor of Liangguang, the rank of secretary of the Ministry of Justice, and the spiritual seat of Mama Liu next door to the minister of the guard, the prince and the prince of the palace. ’”

Everyone laughed when they heard this, and even Aunt Su Mala, who was standing next to her, couldn't help but laugh out loud. Kangxi said: "I also have one - the family wants to live in a good house, sold the land and stored grain, and borrowed money, and it was easy to build, but they couldn't even eat." One of his friends came in and looked at it with a raised face and said, 'This house is well built, but it owes two beams.' When asked what was going on, his friend smiled and said, 'One is not considering, the other is not considering!' ’”

This story was told, except for Wei Dongting who smiled slightly, no one else laughed, Wu Ciyou smiled: "This story is more persuasive than ironic, and it didn't make everyone laugh." Zhen Gongzi should be fined a drink! Kangxi had to laugh and drink. Bamburshan listened to these jokes and seemed to be prickly, but he couldn't say them, and secretly scolded Wei Dongting: "I don't know where to get a wild show." But he smiled and said: "I also said something about a scholar: there is a scholar who retired and returned to his hometown, and made a plaque by himself, on which are written the words 'literary family'. There was a scoundrel who pasted the word "Wen" a little above it at night, and turned it into "Dedicated to the family again". The family was furious and tore it up, but the next night the points on the 'text' and 'home' were gone, and they became 'dedicated to the grave' again. The house was taken off, scrubbed and hung up, and on the second day, both the 'text' and the 'home' were pasted, leaving only the word 'dedication'......"

Before he could tell the whole joke, everyone laughed early. Wei Dongting said: "Mr. Jia's joke is really good, and he deserves a glass of wine!" ”

Bamburshan drank it with a smile and asked, "Is there anything good for Huchen?" ”

Wei Dongting said with a smile: "Although I don't learn anything, there are jokes - saying that a short-sighted eye, picked up a firecracker on the road during the New Year, I don't know what it is, so I leaned on the candle to see, I didn't want to burn the cannon twist, and the 'bang' exploded in my hand, and a deaf man next to me saw it clearly, so he asked: 'What is it in your hand under your feet, why did it disperse?' ’”

Everyone reminisced, and Wu Ciyou got up with a laugh and said, "It's really yours, Huchen!" It's been out for a long time, and I still have something to do, so it's better to just let the blind and the deaf see - let's disperse today! He turned around and called "Wan Niang", and went straight to Gu Su Mala.