After the banquet, Kangxi gave a banquet to the old ministers in Changchun Garden, visited the garden to watch the flowers, and gave another drink, especially to Song Ju, Ashan, etc., and found Wenda, Li Guangdi and other ministers to come, and to raise the Confucians, and the cabinet bachelors from Hanlin, the attendants and waiters to accompany. () to Yuanjian Zhai out in front of the river, stroll along the river embankment, there is a nearby place called "water and clouds", the rock ravines are vertical and horizontal, the royal boat docks on the small wharf, wait for the monarch and the ministers to board the boat in a row, slowly sail away, you can see the peach blossoms along the coast, lilacs and other colorful thousand trees, blooming, the wind blows through, the fragrant shadow moves, looking at the inside and outside of the garden, the mountains are like the emerald barrier in general, the mountains are arched through the history, for a time the lake and the mountains are beautiful, the contrast is interesting, it is dizzying.

The boat lands on the shore and travels west along the stone path, and the shade of the trees is harmonious, and there are several groups of pavilions and pavilions dotted in the hill mountain scenery. At the place where the holy car rested, there were eunuchs who had already prepared a pair of pens, ink, towels and other things, and served tea and snacks on the small stone table. Kangxi warmed his hands with a warm towel slightly, threw it to the consultant, and the interest came up, and in the empty space in front of the hall, he instructed the eunuchs to bring the Western wire harp in Yuanjian Zhai, which was a gift from the missionaries. Although the scholars of the Hanlin Pavilion are very knowledgeable, they have never seen such strange things in the West, and they are amazed and praised. However, Li Guangdi knew that Kangxi had used this thing to play the "Pu'an Mantra" for Gao Shiqi, and the two monarchs and ministers also talked about it, although he didn't think so, but seeing that Kangxi was interested, he naturally had to do his best, so he told about it before playing. The emperor personally manipulated the orchestra, and it was a rare thing for courtiers to do it, and it was naturally a great honor, after a song, they all knelt down to thank him, Kangxi stood up with a wall, and raised his hand with a smile.

After three rounds of tea, it was the turn of the ministers to perform, and Li Guangdi's article was the most famous in it, and it was none other than him who presided over it. Although Ah Shan was superior in Manchu Chinese ink poetry, he finally refused to perform in the forest, so Wenda accompanied him to sit on the side and watch. Song Ju was named by Kangxi to accompany him, and when Zhang Pengxi was the governor of the river, he served as Su Fu, and he had a lot of friendship, and he had been feudal for decades, so he was called the weight of a single humerus, and he was also one of the most cherished by Kangxi. The two monarchs and ministers talked for a while, and then they heard Song Ju praise again and again for the things at the banquet of Qiansu a few days ago, "In ancient times, the dynasty of the Son of Heaven was only to pursue congratulatory gifts, and when it came to the festival of longevity, it was not just in the inner court to worship the longevity, and the officials and officials worshipped it, and there was never such a thing as the emperor.

Kangxi was in a calm mood, and when he heard this, he couldn't help asking, "Oh, what's the matter?" Song Ju bowed slightly on the seat, "The prince of the prince holds the pot and passes it on, which is unprecedented, and the minister is here...... Isn't it a blessing to talk about it?" Hearing that it was this, Kangxi couldn't help but smile and said meaninglessly, "What am I saying, this is it." They are young, and they have nothing to do in the Qing Dynasty, and you are in the feudal territory, and you are an old minister who has served for a long time, so you deserve their respect. Okay, you see their joy, let's see. ”

Song Ju responded, followed behind Kangxi, and also admired them one by one. After Song Ju Zhishi, the prosperity of the literary name in Jiangnan even overshadowed the official reputation, repairing books and painting Tao Ran was happy, and in a blink of an eye he saw that it was a Confucian minister who was Mengyangzhai was composing lyrics, although people had never seen it, but the reputation had heard of it. He also took care of Yinzhi more, and now he is far away from the temple, but there are many taboos, and when the monarch and the minister are happy, he asked casually when he rose, "Why don't you see a few elder brothers today?" Prince Cheng has the best literature and ink, and forgive the old minister's poor eyesight, but he hasn't seen it?"

Kangxi's color sank slightly, but it was difficult to discern his meaning when he looked at it, "Eh, don't bring them, I didn't disturb this interest." Song Ju paid a little attention, and then realized that he was speechless, and immediately said busily, "Hey, it's the old minister Meng Lang...... has not been in front of the emperor for a long time to listen to the teachings, but he has become more and more careless, and he can't get on the stage. Kangxi noticed his embarrassed face and waved his hand, "Look at you, it's only been a few years, and you're panicking." You learn from them, learn from them......" As he spoke, Kangxi pointed at Li Guangdi and the others, and smiled disapprerovingly.

"Mu Zhong was originally a serious person, and he was used to being lenient by the emperor, and the emperor was in high interest today, so he might as well come and have some fun? You see, we have a few dry poems, but we lack an artistic conception, so why don't you ask Mu Zhong to make up a few strokes. Li Guangdi was still holding a pen, and when he heard it, he also raised his head and smiled, and pointed at him with his hanging wrist. Song Ju glanced at Kangxi, bowed down and smiled, "This ...... And the minister offered his ugly. ”

When he was young, a picture of pine and bamboo old life was completed and won a lot of praise. Song Ju originally had the reputation of Jiang Zuo's fifteenth son, and now he has both teeth and virtues, and his pen style is more old, but he is the most "unofficial and light" in this line, and he is more than a little more distant and spilled in the pen, "Then I'll borrow Jin Qing's good poems again?" "It's okay, it's okay, it's just to Cheng Muzhong's paintings to present to the emperor." Li Guangdi here laughed, the Song Ju has already been put into writing, and the wind of Fa Dong and Zhao has new ideas, which is very different from the majestic and heavy pavilion body of the Confucian ministers, and it is more elegant.

The consultant walked over and was about to take a picture with Kangxi, when he suddenly heard a voice, "I'm here to see." Kangxi had already walked over, looked at it for a while, pointed to the proud bamboo on the painting, and said with a smile, "Good painting." It's only been a few years, it's the same as your poetry and writing style, to tell you the truth, I really don't want to let you have this idle day, look at a few of them, which one is not sent by me to see the sky, biased to you, the sky is high and the emperor is far away, and the envoy is not moving. ”

Although these words are a joke, they made Song Ju's heart feel a pang, he is finally old in Huan Hai, and he has served Kangxi for decades, his face has not changed, and he has been a little more cautious in his words, or following the pattern of the king's prelude, and replied with a smile: "The emperor has condescended to the ministers, and the ministers have a quiet life now, aren't they all inherited the emperor's favor?" The emperor is concerned with the well-being of all the people, and the power and responsibility of a country are not comparable to such a small and trivial function of the minister. ”

"It's always you old people who know my mind!" Kangxi sighed, waved his hand, and said with a slight smile, "No matter how big the messenger is, it will never bother you to come out, like Ziduan and Tangting, the two of them, I will regret it because of hard work." Eh, okay, I'm just a joke, really, like you taking care of Wenmo for me, it's the most enjoyable for me. I've seen your collections, and they're very well written, but it's a pity that there is a mess ahead, but I hope that the Jiangnan literary style has this sense of peace. ”

When it comes to his private collection, Kangxi must have seen it, and Xu has also seen the preface or annotation above, and it is expected that he should know his personal relationship with Wang Hongxu, Zhang Boxing, Cao Yin and others. The minister and Wang Hongxu and so on have a lot of travel, and Zhang Boxing also has contacts, this is a matter between scribes, although there are singing and harmony from time to time, but they do not dare to speak about the affairs of the court, the minister is not in the temple, has nothing to do with the friendship of colleagues, but dare not be loyal and humble to retreat as a rule, think of the general identity of the minister, others will not lose this rule. As for the Jiangnan scholars, even if there are one or two crazy births, most of them praise the prosperity of our dynasty, and the emperor's way of peace is far better than that of the kings of the dynasties. ”

Kangxi was noncommittal, he was a little interested for a while, he lifted the pen, and thought about it, this consultant had already laid out a Su Xuan, Kangxi used the pen to fill the warm inkstone with ink, and said casually, "The age is up, but I feel lonely all the time, after this festival, you are also leaving?" Listening to Kangxi's words with some sadness, Song Ju couldn't help but take two steps closer and said with relief, "The minister always wants to accompany him every day, but it is also inconvenient to disturb the emperor. ”

"Haha, okay, I'll make a poem for you. "In a moment, the poem was ready, Kangxi took the private seal from the consultant's hand, and put the small seal of the 'body yuan master' on it. Li Guangdi stood aside and chanted: "Blessed by the forest and springs, the family is full of virtue." When he was young, he was a sword and climbed the three halls, and he served as Wu Song Fu Jiuqian for a long time. The line of thrift and balance has a reputation, and Guangping has entered the Qing Dynasty. Xiu Ling is happy to live in the world, and the snow is bearded and the eyebrows are exciting. Kangxi unfolded the scroll freely, and handed it over in the wind, Song Ju immediately knelt down, and his admiration was indescribable, but his eyes were red, and he took it with both hands and thanked him, or Kangxi ordered someone to help him up, and said to this crowd, "Let's go with me." ”