Li Wei was so shocked that he took a step back, Yongzheng was already sick, and his face was even paler like a zombie at the moment. Li Wei trembled his lips and said, "Emperor...... Emperor...... What's wrong with you? It's all the minions that are not good, and the minions are angry with you......" Yongzheng stroked Li Wei's back, tried his best to suppress his voice, and said, "No...... In 20 years, I can't control myself like this, but this is the first time I've done it. I mean, I am here to manage national affairs day and night, and there are still people outside who regard me as Yang Guang as ......" Li Wei hurriedly said: "The slaves just said, those are all villains!" Those who really followed their masters, these court ministers, and servants guaranteed their votes, and no one saw it that way! ”

"They're not 'villains.'" Yongzheng wiped away his tears, took the hot towel handed over by the palace maid and wiped his face, and gradually regained his calm, still the kind of unbreakable coldness, and the corners of his mouth that were gently raised seemed to show his contempt to people at any time: "What you said, the little people can't make it." It's all made by some great bigwigs! Angry with them, huh, they deserve it? He paced leisurely, stopped suddenly, and asked, "Li Wei, if someone instigates rebellion and forces the palace at this moment, what will you do?!" ”

"How can there be such a thing?!"

Li Wei was startled, and looked at the palace people left and right with trepidation.

"Yes." Yongzheng looked indifferent and glanced at everyone, "Tell me - don't be afraid of these geldings." Whoever of them dares to leak the secret here, I have cooked it in tar and peeled off the skin of his whole body! His words were like the wind blowing out of a deep cave, and even Li Wei shuddered, and everyone's originally lowered heads hung even lower.

"The minions are not afraid of them, since the emperor steamed Zhao Qi to death with a cage last year, no one in the palace has ever dared to spread the rumors." Li Wei said, "Slaves don't believe it!" If there is really any bastard who wants to try, Niang Xipi, the slave will raise troops in Nanjing! ”

Yongzheng said: "I am willing to talk to you? Someone betrayed me, contacted the Eight Banners Iron Hat King, and colluded with them to come to Beijing, saying that it was to rectify the flag affairs, convene the Eight Kings Conference, and restore the Eight Kings discussion system. I think this is their first move, and it's even more interesting to read it in conjunction with the rumors you've heard. As soon as you 'discuss politics', what you said will become my 'sins', you have to issue an edict to offend yourself, and the third move is to force the palace and abolish me! He smirked, "This is really not bad!" ”

"The slave will not return to Nanjing for the time being." Li Wei stiffened his neck, his face flushed, and said, "The slave has never heard of this 'discussion of politics' system, nor has he seen what these banner lords look like, but I want to see it." ”

"You still have to go back to Nanjing to be your governor." Yongzheng said, "I have given the Ministry of War a will, and even all the soldiers of the banner camp in Huguang and the green battalion of the Han army are under your control. Without my edict, you will not pay the military power. His face was as calm as a child who had just woken up, "There was no need for this, Zhang Tingyu is a person who refuses to leak a drop of water, and I happen to bow down to his loyal love." Hongli Hongshi Hongday's three sons, Hongli accompanied you to Jinling, Hongshi stayed in Beijing, Hongday went to Malingyu and lived in Fan Shiyi's army. In fact, as long as I have one Yunxiang, I can cope with everything. Li Wei felt that the matter was not only true, but also more serious than he imagined, and bowed down and said, "The slave has taken care of it." When you go back, the minions must transfer these soldiers, otherwise the minions will not be able to summon these masters. ”

Yongzheng said with a smile: "The military power is given to you, and the decision to kill is naturally up to you." Tell you, don't keep this in your heart. The price of my iron bucket is strict, and your mind still has to be on your errand. Bilita commanded 30,000 horses and horses stationed in Fengtai, and the Yamen, the commander of Long Keduo's infantry army, is now Tulichen. Li Fu has been relieved of the governor of Huguang and transferred to Beijing to be the governor of Zhili. Without military power, eighty iron hat kings can't stand up straight in front of me! ”

Li Wei listened to Yongzheng's eloquent words, his excited heart calmed down, he already knew the purpose of Yunxiang's trip to Malingyu, and his heart was relieved. Li Wei smiled and said, "There are no soldiers, what are they coaxing?" Long live a holy decree, not to allow the prince of Fengtian to come to Beijing, don't they have to stay obediently? ”

"Pus always has to be squeezed." Yongzheng also smiled, "I want to see more than you what the yellow dream of these bastards is." I'm afraid they'll shrink their heads, and they'll go to great lengths! Saying that, the corner of the house Jin Ziming bell slammed eleven times in a row, and Yongzheng said: "It's time for the child, let's be tired!" You don't want to go back to the city, stay in Qingfan Temple with Zhang Tingyu tonight. Don't alarm him when he's tired. You can also live in Beijing for a few days, meet your thirteenth master, and then go back to your land of gold dust of the Six Dynasties. ”

"Piercing!"

Yongzheng smiled and added: "Cui'er is now Mrs. Yipin?" The boots she made fit my feet perfectly, and she told her to make two more pairs with her heart - no need for a single ayara, understand? ”

"Za-understood!"

At noon on the second day after leaving Shahe, Yunxiang followed Fan Shiyi to the Malingyu camp. This is a garrison of the three major Yulin armies together with the Fengtai battalion and the Miyun battalion, which is not only well-equipped, but also equipped with artillery, guns, horses, and horses. There was also a battalion of sailors - in fact, the north did not need it, so it made boat bridges specifically for the battalion, similar to the so-called "engineers" in later generations. The setting of the Malingyu camp is the tune of the famous general Zhou Peigong of the Xi Dynasty, when the rebellion of Wu Sangui and the three feudatories was at the beginning of the peace, the national strength was not strong, and the Rakshasa country was in the Heilongjiang River valley in the northeast, and the establishment of this camp and the Miyun camp was actually to prevent the Northeast Bahai general from fighting with the Rakshasa unfavorable "second line of defense". The whole camp takes Malingyu as the center, radiates to the north like a spider web, the camp of the Chinese army is set up with its back against the chessboard mountain, the dry road under the mountain is vertical and horizontal, the mountain is densely covered with streams and springs, the large houses on the west side of Jingling can be used to store grain and munitions, climb the chessboard mountain and look north, and the barracks scattered for dozens of miles are in full view. Yunxiang inspected the big camp, climbed the chessboard mountain to watch the situation, and praised endlessly as he walked: "How many big camps I have seen, this is really the first one, open your eyes!" Zhou Peigong is a generation of geniuses, but it's a pity that I was born late, he lived a short life, I only saw him once, and I can't remember what he looks like! ”

"The slave hasn't seen Zhou Junmen. The minion's father fought Nibuhr with Zhou Junmen. Fan Shiyi carried the weak Yunxiang down the stone steps with his hand, and said: "I heard that my father said that Zhou Junmen is a young man, no matter how you look at it, he is a weak white-faced scholar. When the war started, it was really Zhuge reborn in vain, the article was good, and he was eloquent, saying that he had leveled Liangcheng and scolded Wu Sangui's 'little Zhang Liang'! It's been almost 50 years since this camp was set up, and you can see how seamless this deployment is. No matter which side has something to do in the north, the whole camp can respond, pinch the continuous grain channel, and block the continuous waterway! Yun Xiang sighed with emotion and said: "The older generation is all gone. The times create heroes, and heroes can also create the times. It's not easy. Take a look here, the first emperor had a difficult business, and Mo Lie, who had a long-term plan, could feel it. We are not good at life, and we are really not worthy of being his filial sons and grandsons. ”

The two of them talked all the way, and slowly returned to the military tent in the camp, tired and weak, and sat in Fan Shiyi's study for a while, before they could speak, suddenly their bodies were crooked, and they almost slipped and collapsed from the chair. Panicked, Fan Shiyi and Yunxiang's personal soldiers rushed up, carefully holding him crooked on the kang. Fan Shiyi was busy asking people to pass on the military doctor, and when he tried Yunxiang's forehead with his hand, he couldn't try to be warm. Seeing that Yunxiang was breathing evenly but couldn't wake up, he was so anxious that he was spinning around underground. For a while, several military doctors in Fan Shiyi's camp rushed in, trumpeting pulses, rolling eyelids, and pinching people, Yunxiang's face was yellow, just a coma, and several military attendants were good at treating bruises and bruises, but Yu was a layman in internal medicine. Some say it is phlegm, some say it is blood stagnation, some say it is cold in the wind, some say it is sweat out of balance, and everyone is noisy. Fan Shiyi's head was full of sweat, and his mouth just nagged repeatedly: "How is this good?" How good is that? ......" was in chaos, and the Daying Gate Military Academy broke in and handed over a Dao Urn with both hands.

"Nope!" Fan Shiyi waved his hand and said, "You don't have long eyes?" The Thirteenth Master is like this, I can take care of seeing the monk and Taoist? The military academy did not retreat, and said with a smile: "That person said that he came from Zhang Zhenren of Longhu Mountain, his name is Jia Shifang, and if he mentions his name, if the military gate is still missing, he will also go." Fan Shiyi was stunned, and immediately thought that it was the person with extraordinary abilities that Shahe had seen. He glanced at Yun Xiang, who was unconscious, and said with a sigh, "Please let him in." ”

For a while, he saw Jia Shifang floating in, but he was still dressed in a restaurant, and he smiled as soon as he stepped into the study: "There are nobles who are suffering here, and Shifang has come to get married." Fan Shiyi had already learned his ability, and while ordering the military doctors to withdraw, he smiled at Jia Shifang and said, "If you are slow, please ask the immortal chief to treat the prince, and Fan Shiyi should be grateful." "I said it was by chance, don't thank you." Jia Shifang glanced at Yunxiang, turned around, took out yellow mounted paper cinnabar and pen from the bag around his waist, and said: "The prince went to Kangxi, and he was a little reluctant to go there, so he forgot to come back - I wrote a note and asked him to come back." He muttered a mantra in his mouth, and sat down under the lamp and drew dots on the yellow mounted paper with a red pen. At this moment, it was close, and more than a dozen candles in the study were as bright as day, and Fan Shiyi saw Jia Shifang clearly: he was only about five feet tall, his face was blue and white, there was not much blood, his mouth was small and pointed, and there was a pair of small eyes with bones and spinning next to the bridge of his nose - everywhere was broken. It's not ugly to get together, like a weak scholar wearing a Taoist costume.

Such a man is so powerful! Fan Shiyi was thinking nonsense, Jia Shifang was already smiling, blew lightly on the book's finished talisman, and said, "People can't be good-looking, right, Fan Junmen?" Fan Shiyi was told that he broke his mind, and he also smiled, and was about to answer, but Jia Shifang had already gotten up, and he didn't hesitate, nor did he chant mantras, but only lit the talisman on the lamp and candle, and said "sick"! Only then did he sit down again and said with a smile: "Okay, the prince will come back in a moment." ”

"Offer tea to Jia Xianchang!" Seeing that he was so determined, Fan Shiyi relieved himself, sat opposite Jia Shifang, and said with a smile: "Prince Yi is the first favorite brother of Long Live Lord, he can't lose his light here." If there's a bad one, I'm afraid I'll ask you to be martyred. Jia Shifang said nonchalantly: "Everything is determined by a large number, if the prince can't save it, I won't dare to save it." If I dare to come, you will not be able to martyr me. For example, Gan Fengchi, he wants to see Wang Jingqi, but if there is no arrangement, he will not be able to see him. I tried to persuade them not to see me upstairs, but they still wanted to embarrass me, so I asked them to drink horse urine. Talking to an adult that this adult may not understand, for example, if we sit together tonight, we will say these words, and they are all predetermined. Fan Shiyi said: "Your words are inexplicable. What I'm most anxious about now is the Thirteenth Master—" He stopped abruptly before he finished speaking. Because Yunxiang squirmed, he had already turned over and sat up.

Yun Xiang's expression was a little confused, he had indeed just returned from the dream, but how to enter the dream had completely forgotten. He glanced at Jia Shifang, who was smiling, and said indifferently to Fan Shiyi: "What are you staring at?" Don't you know me? - This is a Taoist priest, why is he here? Before Fan Shiyi could speak, Jia Shifang had already gotten up and said with a smile: "The Thirteenth Master just talked to the Holy Ancestor, and it was the poor Dao who handed you the urgent note." Rest assured, it's a dream! The origin of the world is just a big dream, Yongzheng Ye is sitting in Beijing at the moment, just a little sick, it is not in the way. It's just that someone invites an iron hat king, and he can't change this big number! Yun Xiang looked up and thought back about Fang Cai's dream, then glanced at Jia Shifang from head to toe, and sighed: "I understand, it's my limit." You brought me back, didn't you? ”

"When the limit comes, no one can save the thirteenth master." Jia Shifang said coldly, "The Thirteenth Master is just weak, and he has just left the Yuan Shen." I know you want to ask if the dream is real or not. Tell the prince that the Buddha is empty and illusory, and the Tao is empty and real, and the origin of the world is also an empty dream, not to mention a dream within a dream? How many books has the prince read, maybe we are at this moment, it is the prince who is in the dream! "It's another joke. When he speaks, he always faces Yunxiang with one hand and points together. Yun Xiang felt that a wisp of warm air came to his face leisurely, penetrating directly from the center of his eyebrows into the chest septum, like a spring breeze blowing through the five organs, containing warmth, which was very useful, and he suddenly felt that his qi was clear and clear. Because of the change of appearance, he said: "Immortal Chang is really a person with high morals. In the end, the immortal can swim between the empty and the real, and can pass through the way of creation in the dark and bright, Yunxiang is really fateful! "Buddha Amitayus!" Jia Shifang smiled, "The prince's words are close. As soon as Poor Dao came, he said to General Fan that he wanted to have a good relationship with the prince. ”

Fan Shiyi listened to the conversation between the two of them in a daze, he is the son of Jiangmen, a general from Enyin Martial Arts, although he has read a few books, but in order to pretend to be a "Confucian general", he just understands, listening to Yunxiang and the two talk about this, they seem to understand and feel bored, and when they see that there is something to say, they are busy saying: "The prince and Jia Xianchang are really destined - the slave didn't care about Shaojie, this is Jia Shifang who mentioned to the prince on the road - Lou Zhenren of Longhu Mountain, Jiangxi." ”

"Since I have fate, please ask Jia Xianchang to travel with me to Jinghua." Yun Xiang has been ill for a long time, and today he fainted in Fan Shiyi's army, and sat opposite Jia Shifang and chatted for a few words, and he felt refreshed and relieved all over his body. Thinking that Emperor Yongzheng often had fevers, he mentioned several times that he should pay attention to people with strange abilities and recommend them to the palace for treatment. The Jia Shifang in front of him, and what he talked about with himself, were all decent knowledge in "Daozang", and he couldn't help but move in his heart. Xuan smiled and said: "The emperor rules the world with the Confucian way of benevolence and filial piety, and the scholarship in his chest is all-encompassing, and he does not exclude the Buddha. ”

Jia Shifang still had a silent face that seemed to be smiling, and said casually: "Obey the king's orders." This is the great good karma of the Bright My Dao. Whether the Taoist priest has such a big god meeting still depends on the number of days. He got up and waved at Yun Xiang again, and said: "Lord, you are very tired today, and you can talk here with such great interest because the poor Dao has protected it with innate qi, so I asked the prince to settle it." Seeing Yunxiang nodding, Fan Shiyi hurriedly came over to cook it himself, waited to see that Yunxiang was asleep, and said to Jia Shifang: "Over there, I have asked someone to clean up a clean room for the immortals, so please go over and rest." Jia Shifang smiled: "I just sit still, I never sleep, and I have to take care of the prince himself." With that, he sat cross-legged in front of the west wall and in the east direction, his eyes flashed and he was stunned, and he never said a word again. When Fan Shiyi listened to Yunxiang's movements, he was already snoring and falling into a dark and sweet dream, and when he went out to look at it with the door closed, it was already a bucket handle reversed and the galaxy was misty. After all, he was not at ease, so he pushed the door in again, and sat in front of the couch in person to pretend to sleep and guard.

Yunxiang slept soundly all night, but woke up very early, heard the rooster crowing in the distant village three times, rubbed his eyes and sat up gently, and saw Jia Shifang sitting on the west wall like a mud tire in the temple, Fan Shiyi reclining on the couch railing fishing and napping unsteadily, which was funny and moving. Fan Shiyi had already heard his movements, and hurriedly ordered someone to come in and wait for washing, and said, "It's still early, the prince should sleep a little longer." Yunxiang looked at Jia Shifang, who was sitting with his eyes closed, and said, "I'm a person with little effort, and it's rare to have this sleep last night." Don't alarm this Taoist, he is actually treating my illness and is also very tired. So they crept out.

"Lord Wang," Fan Shiyi looked at the empty drill school field and said, "I'm afraid that you will be restless, I have already ordered last night to pull me to the Yubei Primary School field for exercise today." Yunxiang nodded with satisfaction and said, "This is your heart." In fact, I'm used to getting up early, so I'll take a walk here with me, and if it's too early, let's go to Jingling to see the fourteenth master. ”

So the two of them took a slow walk along the lawn next to the platform of the large playground. Yun Xiang seemed to have something on his mind, and he paced the morning light looking at the east with his hands behind his back without squeaking, and Fan Shiyi didn't dare to disturb his thoughts, so he could only follow his steps behind him. After a bag of cigarettes, Yunxiang suddenly stopped and asked, "Shi Yi, what are you thinking?" ”

"I ......" Fan Shiyi was caught off guard and replied in a daze, "I was thinking, this surnamed Jia may be a demon." It's too godly, and it's too mysterious. Shahe in front of him, and he is here all here, and it seems that he deliberately shows off his ability in front of the prince. The Fourteenth Master is a person who has repeatedly issued secret orders to strictly control him, and to put it in his conscience, half of the slave's mind is on military affairs, and half of his mind is on the Fourteenth Master. You returned to Beijing this time and brought the Fourteenth Master with you, and you also followed Jia Shifang, who was a half-immortal, it is really difficult for the slave to rest assured. ”

"You're right." Yun Xiang nodded, "Jia Shifang is indeed a bit evil. However, what he said about the principle of large numbers is still correct, and I am also on guard, do you know? - Long live the body and bones are not very good, I am secretly visiting people who can heal the good law, I will try it myself, if it is available, I will recommend it. It's just that it's not available. I will neither take him to see the Fourteenth Master, nor will I take him back to Beijing with us, and when the time comes, you will put him under house arrest, and then make a proposal after listening to my letter, what are you afraid of? ”

The two men walked around the frost-covered lawn beside the parade platform, whispering to each other until the red sun rose before returning to the study. But Jia Shifang was missing, so Fan Shiyi asked the sergeant: "Where is Daoist Jia?" ”

"Daoist Jia has been gone for a while." The sergeant said, "I left a note when I left, saying that I would like to invite the prince and the military gate to come back and see." Yun Xiang saw that there was a letterhead pressed under the paperweight of the bookcase, and when he stepped forward to open it a few steps forward, it was a poem on it.

However, Taoli is suspicious of the spring breeze, and Taoists do not admire their false fame. The ruthless heart incense is difficult, and we will meet again on a different day.

Yun Xiang handed the paper to Fan Shiyi in a daze, and said, "We are disappointed, and he went." Fan Shiyi felt relieved in his heart, and said with a smile: "This is all what he said, fate and ruthlessness are all 'numbers'." When we meet on different days, I don't worry much about it today! ”

After breakfast, Yun Xiang and Fan Shiyi beat their horses and traveled east to Jingling, where Emperor Kangxi was buried. There are three steps, one sentry, five steps and one post on the post road of more than ten miles of Jiashan, all of which are arranged by Fan Shiyi at night. After about half an hour, Fan Shiyi raised his whip on the horse and said: "Thirteenth master, there is the Jingling Mausoleum in front, this place has a rule with the Forbidden City, so get off the horse and take a few steps." Yunxiang looked eastward, and sure enough, about a stone's throw from the mouth of Malingyu, there was a lonely Jingling Mausoleum on an open ground. The tall Jingling is carved into the mountain, it is the towering worship hall to the south of the mountain, it is the old cypress pine that is black and blackened, and the palace of the eaves and arches is reflected in the middle. Outside the main entrance of the dormitory are three stone blocks carved in stone, and the pebble corridor passes through the center. There are also gloomy pines and cypresses beside the road, and there are pairs of stone elephants, stone horses, stone Weng Zhong, Tianlu, and evil spirits...... The post road to the south stretches straight through. Yunxiang stepped on the back of a Goshha and slowly dismounted, losing the reins. A whistle blew, and he felt cold, wrapped himself in a lynx skin, and said, "I have been to Jingling three times, and I have never walked this road. The post roads in this place are criss-crossed, and they are all hidden in the rocky trees, like a maze. Fan Shiyi also said: "The master came to Jingling to sacrifice the tomb on behalf of the Son of Heaven, and he took the right path that led directly to the mausoleum of the sleeping palace. As he spoke, he pressed his sword and followed Yunxiang straight to the stone workshop in front of Jingling.

Although the coffin of Emperor Shengzuren Kangxi was enshrined in An Jingling for only two or three years, this dormitory has been built for nearly fifty years. The gray and tall pheasants were covered with dark red moss, and the dried hand-holding vines climbed all over the walls. The arrow tower at the main entrance is covered with bird droppings. A group of crows saw so many people coming, and flew up together, and with an unpleasant "quack" cry, more than a dozen eunuchs guarding the door of the dormitory saw so many soldiers coming at once, and they were all a little overwhelmed and frightened. For a while, I saw a Lan Lingzi steward eunuch Fei also seemed to run out. But he recognized Yunxiang, so he called Qian'er to ask for peace from afar, knelt down and kowtowed three times, and said: "Slave Zhao Wuxin knocks on the thirteenth master." ”

"Hmm." Yunxiang nodded and asked, "You are the only eunuch here?" ”

"Go back to the Thirteenth Master!" Zhao Wuxin kowtowed three times as he spoke, "There is also a Qin Wuyi, who is waiting for the Fourteenth Master with him, he is inside, and the slave will go in to pass him." ”

"No need. This king has come to visit Yun by decree. Yun Xiang looked at the bleak and barren scene around him, sighed from the bottom of his heart, and said, "You don't need to be polite, you get up and take me in." ”

"Wow!"

So Zhao Wuxin led Yunxiang forward, and Fan Shiyi followed closely and came in along the stone road of the Xiyi Gate of the dormitory. I saw that the main courtyard of the huge dormitory was almost uninhabited, the northwest wind swept by, and the courtyard was full of pine waves. Yun Xiang asked as he walked:

"Where does your fourteenth master live?"

"Just go straight along this road, you see, there are people at the gate of the side hall at the north end, that is."

"He's okay?"

"Back to the prince, the fourteenth master's body and bones don't seem to be bad. It's just that I can't sleep well and eat badly. ”

"Do you still practice Buku when you get up early every day?"

"I don't play Buku anymore, I only occasionally do Tai Chi. The Fourteenth Master also took a walk occasionally, but he never spoke. ”

"Do you play the piano? Can't play chess? ”

"Back to the thirteenth master, I haven't played the piano, and I don't play chess, the fourteenth master often writes, but he burns it after writing."

Yun Xiang stopped talking, and saw that His Majesty Dan in the West Side Hall had already knelt down with the eunuchs and palace maids, and a eunuch carefully greeted him. But I saw a person in black soap boots, with a dark belt around his waist standing in front of the desk, holding a pen in one hand and writing, Yunxiang stood at the door, judged the shift, and sighed softly: "Fourteenth brother, I came to see you." ”

Yun raised his head, he was less than two years younger than Yun Xiang, with inverted eyebrows, very wide eyebrows, and his head was very similar to Yun Xiang, only leaving a thick ink to write the "one" character mustache of the official book, which was different from Yun Xiang's eight character beard. Yun Xiang stared at the younger brother in front of him who was the same as himself and called the "Xia King", and he really had indescribable emotion in his heart. Stunned again, he repeated, "I'm coming to see you." Yun Meiling trembled imperceptibly, put the pen down, and asked with a slight stutter, "Did you come by order?" ”

“…… Be. ”

"Is it a killing, or is it a dark doom?"

"Brother, don't do this-"

"Is it a show or a shadow?"

Yoon's thin face was blazing, like staring at a stranger with bad intentions. He no longer stuttered, and with a slight sarcastic sneer on his pale face, he said, "Yongzheng sent you, the prince of the iron hat, to see me, what else will happen?" If you want to ask me which of these two ways to die, I can tell you the old thirteen, if you will tie Yun to the West City, you will be punished by the Ming canon, and you will kowtow to thank you for the edict; If you want to pour poisoned wine on me, all the eunuchs and palace maids who are waiting here are called, and I drink in public. If I frown, I am not a descendant of Aixin Jueluo! ”

"Fourteenth brother, you have misunderstood too deeply." Yun Xiang saw that he was in prison, and he was still so stubborn and heroic, he couldn't help but feel sorry for a while, and he was going to repeat Yongzheng's words, so he had to say it in another way. He pretended to smile heartily, sat down on the chair opposite, and said, "Please sit down with the fourteenth brother, I am the son of the same father as you, and we are brothers; Today, the emperor and you are the same mother, and they are brothers-in-law, so they are suspicious of this, so they are born to this point? - Come, who is the eunuch waiting in front of the Fourteenth Master? ”

Qin Wuyi, who was guarding the door, also thought that Yun Xiang had come to deliver the decree and ordered Yun to commit suicide, his face turned pale with fright, and when he heard the call to come in, he almost tripped over the threshold, so he stabbed down Qian'er and said: "Slave Qin Wuyi listens to the prince's orders!" ”

"If you don't have an order," Yun Xiang couldn't help but smile and asked, "How many times does the Fourteenth Master eat every day, how much meat does he eat in a day?" ”

"Back to the prince, the fourteenth master has two meals a day in the morning and evening, and he doesn't eat meat."

"Eat deliciously, right? Is the Fourteenth Master unwilling to eat meat, or are you deducted? ”

"How dare the minions be deducted! The fourteenth master is still a solid mountain shell, so he has no title, and the master is also a golden branch and jade leaf! Ye is only willing to use some vegetarian eggs occasionally, and he will eat half a catty to ten taels of grain a day......"

"Is there anyone waiting in front of you in the morning or evening?"

"Yes! There were twelve hours in this room, and there were no less than four attendants around the fourteenth master. ”

"The Fourteenth Master is here to study in the mausoleum, not to be imprisoned." Yun Xiang said again, "You should also often accompany the Fourteenth Master to walk around, take a walk or something." ”

Qin Wuyi glanced at Yun who was expressionless, kowtowed, and said, "This errand slave is not doing well. The Fourteenth Master only walked around this dormitory as usual, and never went out. The minions don't dare to call the shots, and invite the Fourteenth Master to go outside......"

"Get up." Yun Xiang said lightly, then turned his face to Yun and smiled: "Old Fourteen, don't pull the bowstring tightly, so that your little brother will feel uncomfortable when he looks at it." That's what I was ordered to ask, so you will kill your head and cut off your head to make trouble first! ”

"Really?" Yun seemed to be a little surprised, glanced at Yun Xiang, immediately retracted his gaze, snorted with his eyes, nose, nose, and heart, and said: "Then please ask the thirteenth brother to go to Yongzheng, and the old fourteenth will be divided!" I wondered if he would have to ask me what I thought. I think I'm a disloyal, unfilial, unfriendly person, who has enjoyed any blessings and suffered any sins, and I just want to get rid of it as soon as possible. He is the emperor, I am a courtier, and the king wants his ministers to die, and the ministers do not die because they are disloyal, isn't it? It's best and best to kill me, and you don't have to worry about which prince you want to fight against him, and you don't have to wonder which general kidnapped me to be a puppet emperor! I'm afraid he won't open such a big favor - this fourth brother knows better than me, no one is as clever as him - for fear of killing his brother's reputation, then ask him to allow me to cut my hair and become a monk, if this is really the case, I am grateful to him from the bottom of my heart for this benevolent monarch! ”

Yun Xiang listened to him talk about it, and most of the time he couldn't tell Yongzheng directly, knowing that he had a heart of death, because he sighed: "I know, I know." ”

"What?" Yun Xiang was talking excitedly, his face was already full of tears, and he was suddenly interjected by Yun Xiang, and he couldn't help but raise his head in surprise.