Emperor Yongzheng

Chapter 107: Insulting the old master to comfort the old colleagues, the relationship between the enemy and the enemy brotherhood
Li Wei took a step back in shock. Yong Zheng was already ill, and now his face was as pale as a zombie.Li Wei trembled his lips and said: "Your Majesty... Your Majesty... What's wrong with you? It's all my fault. I'm angry with you..." Yong Zheng stroked Li Wei's back, tried his best to suppress his voice, and said : "No... In the past 20 years, this is the first time that I can't control myself like this. I mean, I am here day and night to manage national affairs, but there are still people outside who regard me as not as good as Yang Guang." ..." Li Wei said anxiously: "I just said that those are villains! Those who really followed the master, these court ministers, I guarantee, no one sees it that way!"

"They are not 'little people'." Yong Zheng wiped away his tears, took the hot towel handed over by the palace maid and wiped his face. Gradually he regained his composure, still maintaining that unbreakable coldness, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly seemed to He always expresses his contempt to others: "What you are talking about cannot be made by ordinary people. It is only done by great big shots! If you are angry with them, huh, do they deserve it?" He paced leisurely. , suddenly stopped and asked: "Li Wei, if someone instigates rebellion and forces the palace to go to the palace right now, what will you do?"

"How can there be such a thing?"

Li Wei was startled and looked at the people in the palace on the left and right.

"Yes." Yong Zheng looked indifferent and glanced at everyone, "Tell me - don't be afraid of these castrated dogs. If any of them dares to reveal the secrets here, I will cook him with tar and peel off his skin!" His words were like wind blowing from a deep cave. Even Li Wei shuddered, and everyone's originally lowered heads dropped even lower.

"I'm not afraid of them. Since the emperor steamed Zhao Qi to death last year, no one in the palace has dared to spread the word." Li Wei said, "I don't believe it! If any bastard wants to try it, Niang Xipi , the slaves will raise troops in Nanjing to serve the king!"

Yongzheng said: "I am the king of ten thousand chariots, am I willing to lie to you? Someone betrayed me, contacted the iron-hat kings of the Eight Banners, and colluded with them to come to Beijing, saying that they were rectifying the flag affairs, convening a meeting of the eight kings, and restoring the eight kings. The political system. I think this is their first move. It would be more interesting if it is combined with the rumors you heard. Once the political system is discussed, what you said becomes my "crime". I have to issue an edict to sin against myself, and if I go through with it, the third move is to force the palace and destroy me!" He smiled evilly, "This abacus is really not bad!"

"I will not return to Nanjing for the time being." Li Wei frowned, his face turned red, and said, "I have never heard of this 'government discussion' system, and I have never seen what these banner owners and princes 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 order to the Ministry of War, and even all the soldiers in the banner camp in Huguang and the green camp of the Han army are under your control. Without my edict, you will not surrender your military power. His face was as calm as a child who had just woken up, "There was no need to be like this at all. Zhang Tingyu is a person who refuses to leak a drop of water. I just obey his loyal love. Hongli, Hongshi and Hongzhou are the three Son, Hongli will accompany you to Jinling, Hongshi will stay in Beijing, Hongzhou will go to Malingyu and live in Fan Shiyi's army. In fact, as long as I have Yunxiang, I can handle everything." Li Wei then Feeling that the matter was not only true, but also more serious than he imagined, he bowed and said, "I understand. I have to mobilize these soldiers when I get back, otherwise I won't be able to use these masters when the time comes."

Yongzheng smiled and said: "The military power is given to you, and the decision to kill is naturally up to you. I tell you, don't always worry about this matter in your mind. The price of iron barrels in my country is tight, and your mind must still be on your errand." Bilita With 3 troops stationed in Fengtai, Longkodo's infantry command office is now in charge of Tulichen. Li Fu has resigned as governor of Huguang and transferred to Beijing to serve as governor of Zhili. Without military power, eighty iron-hatted kings are here. I can’t even stand up straight in front of me!”

When Li Wei listened to Yongzheng's talk, his beating heart calmed down. He already knew the purpose of Yunxiang's trip to Malingyu, and he felt relieved.Li Wei smiled and said: "There are no soldiers, what are they making fun of? Long live an imperial edict, the prince of Fengtian is not allowed to come to the capital, don't they have to stay obediently?"

"The pustules always have to be squeezed." Yong Zheng also smiled, "I want to see what these bastards dream about like more than you do. I'm really afraid that they will shrink their heads and end up wasting a lot of trouble!" He said at the corner of the room. The Jin Ziming bell struck eleven times in a row, and Yongzheng said: "It's time, I'm tired! Don't go back to the city, stay with Zhang Tingyu in Qingfan Temple tonight. He is very tired, don't disturb him. You You can stay in Beijing for a while, meet your Thirteenth Master, and then go back to your golden land of the Six Dynasties."

"tie!"

Yong Zheng smiled and added: "Cui'er is now a first-class lady? The boots she made fit my feet very well. I sent a message asking her to make two more pairs with all her heart - without using any silk, do you understand?"

"Zha—understand!"

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 Fengtai Camp and Miyun Camp. It is not only well-equipped, but also equipped with artillery, shotguns, horses and muskets, as well as horse and infantry.There is also a naval battalion - which is actually not needed in the north, so it is dedicated to making pontoons and bridges for the large battalion, which is similar to the so-called "engineering corps" in later generations.The setting up of the Malingyu Camp was the plan of Zhou Peigong, a famous general of the Xi Dynasty. At that time, the Wu Sangui San Francisco Rebellion was at an early stage, and the country was not yet strong. The Rakshasa Kingdom was gradually advancing in the Heilongjiang River Basin in the northeast. The establishment of this camp and the Miyun Camp, In fact, it is the "second line of defense" to prevent the war between General Bahai and Rakshasa in the Northeast.The entire camp is centered on Malingyu and radiates to the north like a spider web. The Chinese military camp is backed by Qipan Mountain. There are dry roads at the foot of the mountain, dense streams and springs on the mountain, and a large number of houses on the west side of Jingling, which can be used to store food. and arms, climb up Qipan Mountain and look north, with a panoramic view of dozens of dotted barracks stretching for dozens of miles.Yunxiang inspected the camp and climbed Qipan Mountain to observe the situation. As he walked, he kept praising: "I have seen many camps. This is really the first one. It is an eye-opener! Zhou Peigong is considered a genius of the generation. It's a pity that I was born late. He lived a long time." Damn, I’ve only met him once, but I can’t remember what he looks like!”

"My servant has never seen Zhou Junmen. My father and Zhou Junmen fought with Niebuhr." Fan Shiyi supported the weak Yunxiang down the stone steps with his hands and said, "I heard from my father that Zhou Junmen looks like a young master. , no matter how you look at him, he is a weak and white-faced scholar. When the war started, it was like Zhuge was reincarnated. He wrote well and was eloquent. He talked about surrendering to Liangcheng and scolded Wu Sangui's "Little Zhang Liang" to death! This camp setting It has been almost 50 years, and you have seen this arrangement. It is really flawless. No matter which side in the north has trouble, the entire battalion will be able to support it, constantly blocking the food routes and blocking the continuous water channels!" Yunxiang was filled with emotion and said: "The older generation It’s all gone. Times make heroes, and heroes can make times. It’s hard to say this. Look here, it’s difficult for the late emperor to start a business, and Mollie, who has long-term plans and long-term plans, can understand it. It’s not easy for us to do it, and we really don’t deserve it. His filial son and grandson.”

The two people talked all the way and slowly returned to the military tent in the camp. They were tired and weak. They sat in Fan Shiyi's study for a while. Before they had time to speak, they suddenly tilted their body and almost slipped from the chair and collapsed.Fan Shiyi and Yunxiang's soldiers rushed forward in panic and carefully helped him lean on the kang.Fan Shiyi hurriedly called for military doctors, and when he tested Yunxiang's forehead with his hands, he could not find any warmth.Seeing Yunxiang breathing evenly but unable to wake up, he was so anxious that he was running around on the ground.Suddenly, several military doctors from Fan Shiyi's camp rushed in. They took pulses, rolled eyelids, and pinched people. Yunxiang's face was yellow and he was just in a coma. Several of the doctors accompanying the army were all treating injuries caused by bruises and bruises. A good player, but a layman in internal medicine.Some said it was phlegm, some said it was blood stagnation, some said it was wind and cold, some said it was sweating disorder, and everyone was making noises.Fan Shiyi's forehead was covered with sweat, and he just kept nagging: "How good is this? How good is this?..." During the chaos, Dayingmenlan Military Academy broke in and handed over a Taoist basket with both hands.

"No!" Fan Shiyi waved his hand and said, "You don't have eyesight? How can I care about meeting a monk or a Taoist priest like this, Master Thirteen?" The man from Master Zhang in Hushan is called Jia Shifang. If the military gate is not there yet, he will go after mentioning his name." Fan Shiyi was startled and immediately thought that it was the person with super powers that Shahe had seen.He glanced at Yun Xiang, who was unconscious, and said with a sigh: "Invite him in."

Suddenly, he saw Jia Shifang floating in, but she was still dressed in the same unscrupulous dress of the restaurant. As soon as he stepped into the study, he smiled and said, "A noble man is in trouble here, and Shifang came here to make friends." Fan Shiyi is Having already experienced his ability, he ordered all the military doctors to leave. He bowed to Jia Shifang with a smile and said, "It's too simple. Please ask the immortal to treat the prince. Fan Shiyi should be grateful." "I said. It's because of the relationship, please don't thank me." Jia Shifang glanced at Yunxiang, turned around, took out the yellow mounting paper and cinnabar and a pen from the waistband, and said: "The prince went to see Emperor Kangxi, and he was a little reluctant to part with it. Over there, he forgot to come back - I'll write a charm to invite him to come back." He murmured a spell in his mouth, then sat under the lamp and used a red pen to draw on the yellow paper.Now that they were so close, a dozen candles in the study room were as bright as day. Only then did Fan Shiyi see Jia Shifang clearly: she was only about five feet tall, her curved face was green and white, not much blood, and her mouth was small, pointed, and flat. Next to the bridge of the nose is a pair of small eyes that are moving around in circles - the appearance is disfigured everywhere.But when they are put together, they are not ugly. They look like a frail scholar from a poor family wearing Taoist attire.

Such a person has so much ability!Fan Shiyi was thinking wildly when Jia Shifang smiled, blew on the written talisman and said, "You can't tell by appearance, right, Fan Junmen?" Fan Shiyi also smiled when he revealed his thoughts, and was about to In reply, Jia Shifang had already stood up, neither walking nor chanting a mantra, she just lit the talisman on the candle and said "Ji"!Then he sat down again and said with a smile: "It's okay, the prince will be back soon."

"Offer tea to Jia Xianchang!" Seeing how determined he was, Fan Shiyi felt relieved. He sat opposite Jia Shifang and said with a smile, "Prince Yi is the most beloved brother of Lord Long Live. He can't be here with me." If something goes wrong, I'm afraid I'll ask you to die." Jia Shifang said nonchalantly: "Everything is determined. If the prince can't save you, I won't dare to save you. I dare to come, you You can't martyr me. For example, Gan Fengchi wanted to see Wang Jingqi, but fate had not arranged it, so he couldn't. I persuaded them upstairs not to meet, but they still wanted to make things difficult for me, so I invited them to drink horse urine. Tell the adults This adult may not understand. For example, when we sit together tonight and say these words, they are all predetermined." Fan Shiyi said: "These words of yours are incomprehensible. What I am most anxious about now is Master Thirteen -" He didn't After speaking, he stopped abruptly.Because Yunxiang squirmed and turned over to sit up.

Yunxiang's expression was somewhat confused. He had indeed just come back from a dream, but he had completely forgotten how he entered the dream.He glanced at Jia Shifang, who was smiling, and said to Fan Shiyi calmly: "What are you staring at? Don't you know me? - This is a Taoist priest, why are you here?" Before Fan Shiyi could speak, Jia Shifang had already stood up. He smiled and said: "Just now the Thirteenth Master was talking to the Holy Ancestor, and it was Pindao who delivered the urgent note to you. Don't worry, it was a dream! The origin of the world is just a dream. Master Yongzheng is sitting in Beijing at the moment. He is just a little sick, no It's all in the way. Even if someone invites some iron hat king, they can't change this big number!" Yunxiang raised his face and recalled the dream just now, then looked at Jia Shifang from head to toe, and sighed: "I understand, it's my last day. Here we are. You rescued me, right?"

"No one can save the Thirteenth Master when the time comes." Jia Shifang said coldly, "The Thirteenth Master is just weak and has lost his soul. I know that you still want to ask whether the dream is true or false. Tell the prince, what the Buddha said Empty and illusory colors, Taoism calls virtual reality, the origin of which is that the vast world is just a dream, not to mention a dream within a dream? How many books has the prince read? Maybe at this moment, the prince just now is in a dream!" said Then another inspection.When he spoke, he always faced Yunxiang and pointed with one hand.Yunxiang felt wisps of warm air blowing towards his face, penetrating directly from between his eyebrows into his chest and diaphragm, like a spring breeze blowing through his five internal organs.After changing his appearance, he said: "Xian Changzhen is a man of profound morals. In short, the immortal can wander between space, color and reality, and can travel through the bright and clear path of creation. Yunxiang is really destined!" "Immeasurable Life Buddha!" ​​Jia Shifang With a charming smile, "Your Majesty, what you said is so close. Pindao told General Fan as soon as he came here that he wanted to form a good relationship with Your Majesty."

Fan Shiyi listened blankly to the conversation between the two of them. He was the son of a general and a general with a military career from Enyin. Although he had read a few books, he was just pretending to be a "Confucian general" and understood. He listened to Yunxiang and the two talking about this. , seemed to understand but felt bored, and when there was something to say, he hurriedly said: "The prince and Jia Xianchang are really destined - I didn't bother to introduce you, this is Jia Shifang who I mentioned to the prince on the way - Jiangxi Longhu Came from Master Shanlou."

"Since we are destined, please invite Master Jia to come with me to Beijing." Yunxiang has been ill for a long time, and today he fainted again in Fan Shiyi's army. Sitting across from Jia Shifang and chatting for a few words, his whole body and limbs felt refreshed and peaceful.Thinking of the fact that Emperor Yongzheng often suffered from fever, he mentioned several times that he would pay close attention to visiting people with special abilities and recommend them to the palace for treatment.The Jia Shifang in front of him and what he was talking about were all the orthodox knowledge in "Tao Zang", so he couldn't help but feel moved in his heart.Xuan smiled again and said: "The emperor governs the world with the Confucian principles of benevolence and filial piety. He has an all-encompassing academic mind and does not exclude Buddhism. If he has a good destiny, Mr. Jia can do more for the world."

Jia Shifang still looked calm and half-smiling, and said nonchalantly: "I obey the king's order. This is a great blessing for our Taoist sect, Guangming. Whether the Taoist priest has such a great meeting with gods depends on the arrangement of heaven." He stood up and said to him. Yunxiang bowed his head again and said: "Your Majesty, you are very tired today. The reason why you are able to talk here with such enthusiasm is because I have used my innate energy to protect you, so I asked Your Majesty to take care of you." Seeing Yunxiang nod. , Fan Shiyi hurriedly came over to cook the food himself. The waiter saw that Yunxiang was sleeping, and said to Jia Shifang: "Over there, I have asked someone to clean up a clean room for the gods, so please go and have a rest." Jia Shifang smiled and said: "I just Sit down, you never sleep, Your Majesty, I have to take care of it myself." After saying that, he sat cross-legged in front of the west wall, facing east, his eyes flashed brightly, and he fell into meditation without saying a word.When Fan Shiyi listened to Yunxiang's movements, he was already snoring and falling asleep. When he closed the door and went out to look, he saw that the bucket handle was turned upside down and the stars were dim.After all, he was worried, so he opened the door again and came in, sitting in front of the couch and taking a nap to guard her.

Yunxiang slept soundly all night, but woke up very early. He heard the cockcrow of the village in the distance three times. He rubbed his sleepy eyes and sat up gently. He saw Jia Shifang sitting on the west wall like a mud tire in a temple, and Fan Shiyi was tilted. Leaning on the railing of the couch while fishing and taking a nap, I couldn't sleep well. It was funny and touching at the same time.Fan Shiyi had already heard his movements, and hurriedly ordered people to come in and wash up, and said: "It's still early, the prince should sleep a little longer." Yunxiang looked at Jia Shifang, who was sitting in silence with his eyes closed, and said: "I He's a man who doesn't work hard enough, and it's hard to get the sleep he got last night. Don't disturb the Taoist priest, he's actually treating my illness, and he's very tired." So the two of them crept out.

"Your Majesty," Fan Shiyi said while looking at the empty drill ground, "I'm afraid you'll be restless. I gave the order last night to take you to Yubei Elementary School for drills today." Yunxiang nodded with satisfaction and said, "This is yours. Actually, I'm used to getting up early, so you can take a walk here with me. After breakfast, we'll go to Jingling to see the Fourteenth Master."

So the two of them walked slowly along the lawn beside the platform of the large playground.Yunxiang seemed to have something on his mind, gazing at the morning light in the east with his hands behind his back as he walked without saying a word. Fan Shiyi did not dare to disturb his thoughts and could only follow him step by step.After a pack of cigarettes, Yunxiang suddenly stopped and asked, "Shi Yi, what are you thinking about?"

"I..." Fan Shiyi was caught off guard and replied in a daze, "I was thinking that this person named Jia might be a monster. He is too magical and too mysterious. He is both in the Shahe in front and here, it seems. I deliberately show off my ability in front of the prince. The Fourteenth Master is the person who has been strictly controlled by Long live the Lord many times. To be honest, half of my mind is on military affairs and the other half is on the Fourteenth Master. You are returning to Beijing this time. Taking the Fourteenth Master with me, and also following this half-immortal Jia Shifang, I can’t rest assured.”

"You're right." Yunxiang nodded, "Jia Shifang does have some evil ways. But what he said about the principle of large numbers is still true. I'm also on guard against it. Do you know? - Long live your body and bones are not very good. , I am secretly visiting people who can cure good things. I will try it myself. If it works, I will recommend it. If it doesn’t work, that’s it. I will neither take him to see the Fourteenth Master, nor will I take him back to Beijing with us. When you put him under house arrest, you just listened to my letter before making any decisions. What are you afraid of?"

The two of them wandered around the frost-covered lawn next to the parade platform and whispered to each other. They didn't return to the study until the red sun rose.But Jia Shifang was missing, so Fan Shiyi asked the sergeant: "Where is Daoist Jia?"

"Daozhang Jia has been away for a while," the sergeant reported. "When he left, he left a note, asking the prince and the army to come back and see him." Yunxiang saw that there was indeed a letter pressed under the paperweight on the desk, and he stepped up. When I opened it and looked at it, there was a poem on it.

However, peaches and plums doubt the spring breeze, and Taoists do not admire false reputations.

The heartless love becomes difficult, and we are destined to meet again in the future.

Yunxiang blankly handed the paper to Fan Shiyi and said, "We betrayed our hearts and he went away." Fan Shiyi felt relieved and said with a smile, "This is all what he said. Even if there is fate, there will be no mercy." It’s ‘number’. We meet again on another day, so I’ll have less to worry about today!”

After breakfast, Yunxiang and Fan Shiyi walked eastward through the Maling Valley to Jingling, where Emperor Kangxi is buried.There are three steps, one sentry, five steps and one post on the post road that stretches for more than ten miles through the mountains, all of which were arranged by Fan Shiyi at night.About half an hour into the journey, Fan Shiyi stood on his horse and pointed his whip in the distance, saying: "Thirteenth Master, ahead is the Jingling Mausoleum. This place has the same rules as the Forbidden City. Please dismount and walk a few steps." Yunxiang headed east. After looking at it, I saw that just a stone's throw away from the entrance of Maling Valley, there was the lonely Jingling Mausoleum in an open area.The tall Jingling Mausoleum was carved into the mountain, and to the south is the majestic worship hall. Surrounding the Wengcheng are black old cypresses and pines, with palaces with cornices and brackets reflected in the middle.Outside the main entrance of the palace are three stone blocks carved from one stone, with a pebble corridor running through the middle.There are also gloomy pines and cypresses beside the corridor, covering pairs of stone elephants, stone horses, stone Wengzhong, Tianlu, Jixie... extending straight to the post road to the south.Yunxiang stepped on the back of a Geshiha and slowly dismounted, losing the reins.A whistling wind blew, and he felt cold. He wrapped himself in the lynx fur cloak and said, "I have been to Jinling three times, and I have never walked this road. The post roads here are crisscrossed, and they are all... Hidden in the rocks and big trees, it's really like a trance formation." Fan Shiyi also said: "I came to Jingling to pay homage to the emperor on behalf of the emperor. He took the right path that leads directly to the palace and the mausoleum, and he was greeted by people who came in clusters. Let's go, where can we pay attention to these people?" As he said this, he pressed his sword and followed Yunxiang straight to the stone square in front of Jingling Mausoleum.Although it has only been two or three years since the coffin of Emperor Kangxi of Shengzuren was enshrined in Anjing Mausoleum, the palace has been under construction for nearly 50 years.The tall gray pheasants are covered with dark red moss, and dried hand-holding vines climb all over the walls.The arrow tower at the main entrance is covered with bird droppings.Seeing so many people coming, a group of crows flew up together, and followed an unpleasant "croak" sound as they went away. A dozen eunuchs guarding the door of the palace saw so many soldiers coming all of a sudden, and they gathered around them again. Watching a prince wandering around recently, everyone looked around in panic and a bit at a loss.Suddenly, Fei Ye, the eunuch in charge of Lan Lingzi, seemed to run out.But he recognized Yunxiang, so he called Qian'er from afar to say hello, knelt down and kowtowed three times, and said, "Slave Zhao Wuxin wants to say hello to the Thirteenth Master."

"Yes." Yunxiang nodded and asked, "Are you the only eunuch in charge here?"

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

"No need. This king is here to visit Yun on orders." Yunxiang looked at the desolate and desolate scene around him, sighed from the bottom of his heart, and said, "There is no need to report. You get up and take me in."

"twitter!"

So Zhao Wuxin led Yunxiang, and Fan Shiyi followed closely and walked in along the stone corridor of the West Instrument Gate of the palace.The huge main courtyard of the palace was almost deserted. The northwest wind was blowing, and the whole courtyard was filled with the sound of pine waves.Yunxiang asked as he walked:

"Where does your Fourteenth Master live?"

"Just follow this path and go straight forward. Look, there is someone at the gate of the side hall at the north end. That's it."

"Is he in good health?"

"Back to my lord, the Fourteenth Master doesn't seem to have any serious health problems. He just doesn't sleep well and eats well."

"You wake up early every day, do you still practice Buku?"

"I don't beat Buku anymore. I only do Tai Chi occasionally. Master Fourteen also takes a walk occasionally, but he never talks."

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

"Back to the Thirteenth Master, I have never played the piano or chess. The Fourteenth Master often writes, but he burns it after he writes."

Yunxiang stopped talking and saw that all the eunuchs and maids of His Majesty Dan in the West Side Palace were kneeling down. A eunuch came up to him cautiously. It turned out to be Qin Wuyi. He waved his hand to show off his courtesy and walked straight up the stairs.But I saw a man in black clothes and black boots, with a black belt around his waist, standing in front of the case, holding a pen in one hand and writing. Yunxiang stood at the door. When he was considering the matter, he sighed softly and said: "Fourteenth brother, I’m here to see you.”

Yun raised his head. He was less than two years younger than Yunxiang. He had an inverted eyebrow and wide eyebrows. He was very similar in size and appearance to Yunxiang. He only had a mustache with the character "一" written in official script written in thick ink. It's different from Yunxiang's mustache.Yunxiang stared at the younger brother in front of him, who was also called the "King of Heroes" like himself, and felt unspeakable emotions in his heart.He was stunned again and repeated, "I'm here to see you." Yun Meiling trembled imperceptibly, put down the pen, and asked with a slight stutter: "Did you come by order?"

"……Yes."

"Is it clear killing, returning, or dark poisoning?"

"Brother, don't be like this-"

"Is it the Xianlu or the Dark Poison?"

Yun's thin face was filled with bright eyes, as if staring at a stranger with ill intentions.He no longer stuttered, and there was a sarcastic sneer on his face that was too pale to look at, and he said: "Yongzheng sent you, the iron-hatted prince, to see me. What else can you do? You want to ask me these two things I can tell you which way to die, Old Thirteen. If the decree demands that Yun be kidnapped and taken to the Western Market, where he will be punished in the canonical manner in front of thousands of eyes, Yun will kowtow to thank you for obeying the imperial edict. If you want to pour poisonous wine on me, I will be here to serve you. All the eunuchs and maids were summoned, and I drank in public. If I frown, I am not a descendant of Aisin Gioro!"

"Fourteenth brother, you have misunderstood too deeply." Seeing that he was still so stubborn and heroic even after being imprisoned, Yunxiang couldn't help but feel pity. He was going to repeat Yongzheng's words, so he had to change his words.He pretended to smile cheerfully, sat on the chair opposite, and said: "Fourteenth brother, please sit down too. You and I are the sons of the same father, and we are full brothers. The current emperor and you, the same mother, are full brothers, so I am suspicious. For this reason, you have to be born like this? - Come on, who is the eunuch serving the Fourteenth Master?"

Qin Wuyi, who was guarding the door, also thought that Yun Xiang had come to deliver the order for Yun Xiang to commit suicide. His face turned pale with fright. When he heard the summons and came in, he almost stumbled over the threshold, so he stopped Qian'er and said, "Slave Qin Wuyi, listen to the prince's orders!"

"If there are no instructions," Yunxiang couldn't help but smile and asked, "How many meals does the Fourteenth Master eat every day, and how much meat does he eat every day?"

"Back to your lord, the Fourteenth Master has two main meals a day, morning and evening. He doesn't eat meat."

"Is it delicious to eat? Is it because the Fourteenth Master refuses to eat meat, or are you withholding it?"

"How dare you cheat! The Fourteenth Master is still a Gushanbeizi, so he doesn't have a title, and I am also a wealthy man! I only use some vegetarian eggs occasionally, and only eat half a catty to ten taels of grain a day..."

"Is there anyone waiting for you in the morning and evening?"

"Yes! In this room for twelve hours, the Fourteenth Master has no less than four attendants around him."

"The Fourteenth Master is here to guard the mausoleum to study, not to be imprisoned." Yunxiang added, "You should always walk around with the Fourteenth Master, take a walk and so on."

Qin Wuyi glanced at the expressionless Yun, kowtowed and said, "I didn't do this job well. The Fourteenth Master only wanders around the palace at ordinary times and never goes out. The servants don't dare to make the decision." The Fourteenth Master is going out..."

"Get up." Yunxiang said lightly, then turned to Yun and smiled: "Old Fourteen, don't tighten the bow string, or make your little brother feel uncomfortable looking at it. What I just said is what I ordered you to do. If you ask, you'll be the first to cause trouble by beheading me!"

"Really?" Yun seemed a little surprised. He glanced at Yunxiang, then quickly withdrew his gaze, looked at his nose and nose, snorted, and said: "Then please ask Brother Thirteen to return to Yongzheng, and Brother Fourteen will be safe! I Thinking about it, he must ask me what I think. He might as well say it bluntly. I think I am an unfaithful, unfilial, unfriendly person. I have experienced all kinds of blessings and suffered all kinds of sins. I just want to escape as soon as possible. Yes. He is the emperor and I am a minister. If you want your minister to die but he does not die, it is disloyal, isn't it? It is best to kill me. You don't have to worry about hooking up with any prince to go against him, and you don't have to worry about it. Which general kidnapped me to become a puppet emperor! I'm afraid he is unwilling to show such a big favor - this fourth brother knows better than me, and no one is as smart as him - for fear of losing the reputation of killing my brother, then please allow me to shave my head. As a monk, if this is truly the case, I would be grateful to him for being such a benevolent gentleman from the bottom of my heart!"

Yunxiang listened to his talk, but most of the time he couldn't tell Yongzheng directly. He knew that he was determined to die, so he sighed: "I understand, I know too."

"What?" Yun was talking enthusiastically, with tears on his face. Suddenly Yunxiang interrupted, and he couldn't help but raise his head in surprise.

(End of this chapter)