Emperor Yongzheng

Chapter 143 Unexpected Prince Yi rode a whale and fell in love, causing trouble to Emperor Yongzheng by mistake
Jia Shifang followed Gao Wuyong to Dan Ning's residence. Several eunuchs had prepared their horses and were waiting.When the two of them entered the palace, they saw Qiao Yindi Caiyun and several other girls busy changing Yongzheng into plain clothes. Yongzheng himself tied the belt of his cloak and asked Gao Wuyong: "Is it snowing heavily?"

"Tell me, Master, it started to float just now, but it's not big yet." Gao Wuyong said hurriedly, "It's so cold because of the cold wind. Master, please put on more clothes." Yongzheng turned to Jia Shifang and asked: "Taoist Priest, he...he's still here" How long..." Jia Shifang took a breath silently, bowed and said: "The Thirteenth Master is about to die. However, he still has time to recover and wait for the master to speak."

Yongzheng felt sour and already shed tears. At that time, he didn't care what to say and hurried out of the palace.A young eunuch knelt down on the ground. Yongzheng stepped on his horse and loudly said to Qin Gou'er: "Li Wei is going to Beijing today. Ask him to go directly to Qingfan Temple to see me. The rest, except Minister Wang and I, are all No. It's cold, don't ask them to wait!" After saying that, he turned around and nodded to Yunli Jia Shifang, clamped his legs, and the horse galloped out like the wind.Delengtai and a dozen other guards also quickly mounted their horses and followed closely.

The sky was getting darker at this time.Pushed by the strong north wind, Tongyun scrambled to roll southward as if escaping.Under the pale domes far and near, tall poplar branches collided with each other, making a dull and boring sound.Snow particles like silver rice fell down one after another, making people's faces hurt. Outside the temple, there was a vast expanse of white grass with long withered leaves and white snow particles like frost undulating in the wind, giving people a sense of desolation. The feeling of loneliness.When everyone dismounted in front of the Qingfan Temple, the snow particles had changed into light feathers that were not too dense, and they were swaying and falling under the eaves of the dark palace.I dismounted next to the flagpole in front of the Yongzheng Temple and found that the atmosphere was a little different from before.When I looked closely, I saw that the abbot of the temple led all the monks in the temple to stand inside the mountain gate. Every three steps along the corridor there was a novice monk wearing a straight robe of khaki cotton, standing with his palms together and chanting.Seeing the abbot and monk Yinkong coming up to him wearing cassocks, Yongzheng walked in and asked: "Master, how many years have you been in prison and are you coming out today?"

"Amitabha!" Yin Kong clasped his hands and replied, "Taoist Taiji (Taoist name Yunxiang) has lived in our temple for a long time. The monk is sitting here and is worried. He wants to return my monk's house and take off his bag. I, the novice monk of the temple, will see him off." Yongzheng stopped. He stood up and looked at the increasingly white palace tiles with a mix of joy and sorrow, and said: "Now that I'm a great monk, Taoism and Buddhism are actually from the same family. In fact, they are Confucianism. How can they not communicate with Buddhism and Taoism? You see, this scene Snow, everything is turning white, it seems that Old Thirteen is really going."

Yongzheng suppressed his sadness and went straight to the west courtyard. He saw people coming and going in Yunxiang's courtyard. Some were preparing to move suitcases, some were busy looking for knives and scissors to cut Yunxiang's shroud, and some were carrying water to the stove. The house was burning, the fragrance of medicine filled the courtyard, and there were several imperial doctors whispering under the eaves, as if they were discussing the prescription for the pulse case.Yongzhengyuan was angry at the crowd and the noise. Seeing that everyone was tiptoeing very carefully, he went up the steps of the main room without saying a word.Only then did everyone notice the emperor's arrival, and they all knelt down with bated breath.Yongzheng ignored him and came in with Yunli Gao Wuyong and Jia Shifang.Guo saw Yunxiang lying on his back next to the Kang window, his face as yellow as wax and ugly, his eyes closed for silent photography, and his breathing was uneven.Because the room was dark, it took a while for Yongzheng to see Li Wei here, and his youngest brother Yunmi standing in front of the kang holding a bowl of ginseng soup.The two of them stared at Yunxiang in a daze, not even noticing that Yongzheng and the other four people came in.

"The Emperor is here." Mi Yun heard the noise, turned around and saw that it was Yongzheng, and hurriedly pushed Li Wei. Only then did Li Wei realize that he wiped his tears and kowtowed to the ground.Yong Zheng nodded and said softly: "Get up, did Li Wei just arrive?" Li Wei said hurriedly: "Yes. I was going into the garden when I met Mr. Hengchen who came down and said that the master had just discussed politics and was covered with blood. I'm very tired, so I asked my servant to meet you tomorrow and come back to see Master Thirteen's illness first. I don't want to--" He glanced at Yunxiang and tears welled up in his eyes again.

Yunxiang heard Yongzheng's words in his daze and opened his eyes.His dim eyes searched slowly, and when he saw Yongzheng, he flashed resolutely, and his skinny arms also moved, as if he wanted to move.Yong Zheng hurriedly leaned over and held him down. Seeing him move his lips, he attached his ears, but he couldn't hear anything he said.Yong Zheng turned to look at Jia Shifang and asked, "Can you think of a way?"

Jia Shifang nodded understandingly and walked to the kang, but she didn't do anything fancy. She just said to Yunxiang: "Empty brightness means agility. Thirteenth Master, I said it yesterday, it doesn't matter." As soon as he finished speaking, Yunxiang His face miraculously turned red.Yunmi hurriedly came over and said in a childlike voice: "Brother Thirteen, this soup is neither hot nor cold, you drink it." Li Wei hurriedly came over and took the bowl, holding it in his hands and kneeling down.Yunli saw that Yunmi was too short and had difficulty feeding soup, so he came over to pass the spoon to Yunxiang and fed Yunxiang one mouthful at a time.

Yunxiang drank a few sips and seemed to be in better spirits. Gradually, his face flushed. He smiled complacently at Yong Zheng and said, "Old Thirteen has come to an end this time and can no longer serve the Emperor." Yong Zheng's heart felt sour and hot, and he said with a forced smile: "You fool, you are talking silly! Have you forgotten what Mr. Wu said back then? Your life expectancy is 92 years! - Shifang, is Mr. Wu's judgment accurate?"

"Confucian scholars say that life, death, fate, wealth and honor are in heaven, and Confucius saw it more clearly than Shi Lao." Jia Shifang avoided answering the question directly, and said without a smile on her face, which was so white that people dared not look at it, "The Thirteenth Master is relaxed. When Fang is here, who dares to come!" Yunxiang was already very familiar with him and said with a smile: "The thief is a bully and talks big words. In fact, I am not afraid at all. Mr. Wu's expression said that my longevity is a matter of time. Day and night, I figured out, am I not 46 years old this year?"

Everyone was surprised that he suddenly became so energetic.Yunxiang added: "I really have no fear at all. Thinking about death right now is like a farmer returning home after hoeing, or like finishing reading a book. I know that Jia Shifang also knows that I This is a reflection of the past." He suddenly smiled childishly and said, "Old Jia, please protect me for an hour. I want to talk to the emperor about something alone. I don't want anyone to disturb me. One hour is enough for me."

"The Thirteenth Master is enlightened and enlightened. He is truly a hero." Jia Shifang said, "I can protect you for an hour and a half, don't worry. I will do my work in the east chamber." He bowed to Yongzheng and left.Yunxiang then said to Yunli Yunmi and Li Wei: "You guys also go over and accompany Jia Shifang, talk and play chess with him. Remember, talk and play chess with him. I will be happy if you can play with peace of mind."

After watching them go out, Yong Zheng turned back to Yun Xiang and said, "It's you who should feel at ease. How many words can't be said slowly to cure the disease?"

"The Jilongli River is used by Yingbu Satanqie, Detai Jiboklonhan Luofeng?"?
Yongzheng was stunned by what he said. He woke up after a while and said in Manchu: "Brother, they can't understand you when you speak in Manchu. It's too hard for me to listen in Mongolian, and you are too distracted." .”

"Look for an opportunity to kill this Taoist priest." Yunxiang glanced at the side room and said in proficient Manchu.

"why?"

"Because I have seen that he can manipulate your health. He wants you to feel that you need him and never leave him. Sooner or later, he will ask you to do what he wants. This is actually witchcraft. It cannot be used to govern the country."

"This is easy to handle. I can deal with him easily."

"No," Yunxiang's eyes were serious, as if he was afraid that Yongzheng would suddenly disappear in front of him, and he said word by word: "This is a man with real abilities. He is not afraid of fire, water, drowning, or even lightning strikes, let alone a knife. It's not easy to get rid of him like an axe." Yong Zheng suddenly thought that he had been ill recently, and indeed he didn't even bother to call the imperial doctor, and he couldn't help but shrink in his heart.He looked at Yunxiang and said, "You seem to have a solution?" Yunxiang said, "Li Wei can handle this, but I'm afraid others can't. The first thing I want to say is to transfer Li Wei to Beijing to take charge of the Military Aircraft Department." The name of punishment in the world."

"to make."

It seemed that speaking Manchu was too exhausting, so Yunxiang held his breath and switched to Chinese. His tone was immediately full of sorrow and farewell: "Your Majesty, my fourth brother... I have been working with you for 30 years. I have been yours since I was a child. I pulled the big one with one hand, and now I look back on my deathbed. I really can’t bear to cut off this fate. When a bird is about to die, its song is sad, and when a person is about to die, his words are also kind. I said some things in my heart, knowing that my fourth brother will not anger me, but I'm also worried that my fourth brother thinks I'm just talking nonsense on my deathbed..." As he spoke, tears flowed out uncontrollably. Yong Zheng gently wiped them for him and said: "You are such a mother-in-law, I will laugh at you. .”

"Bago, we are lifelong enemies." Yunxiang looked at the falling snow outside the window, his voice clear and distant, "Now the eighth brother and the ninth brother are dead, and the tenth brother is a piece of shit, and now we are at the end of our rope. There is nothing." Remember, he is always a biological brother born from the same father. Be tolerant and let him return to Beijing." He paused, smiled sadly, and stared into the distance, as if reviewing his magnificent life, " ...Many people have come here to talk over the past few years since I was ill. I also have time to take some time to think about it. Fourth brother, the emperor who has been diligent and caring for the people since ancient times, you are the number one. I am a straight-hearted person. The late emperor left behind As long as you are a middle-aged man, no one will be unaware of the mess that lies between the gold and the gold. But the people of the world don’t understand this. They don’t understand that there is only 700 million silver in the treasury, so they neither dare to fight nor can they save the disaster. Your Majesty, please clean up this. The situation, now with nearly 6000 million taels of silver, the official administration cannot be said to be flawless, but I dare say it can be compared with Zhu Hongwu's official administration! You are exhausted, but you have also offended a group of squires and scholars, and you have offended a lot. Local officials, because of the "incorruptible" system, their way to get rich has been cut off. People say that I am not afraid of heaven or earth, but the tongue of these officials bites people to the bone. I am really afraid of these people. Now I I’m going to leave you behind too, so you have to be more careful.”

Yongzheng shed tears while listening and said: "This is what you say from the bottom of your heart. Others can't say it, and they don't have the courage. The reason why I am willing to take risks and vigorously rectify it is because this matter is difficult and I will leave it to my children and grandchildren, let alone them." Good food. That’s why I say ‘it’s hard to be an emperor’, because I’m riding on the back of a tiger. Old Thirteen, you’re a good person, hold on and watch me win back public opinion. I’m going to borrow a big case now , confess your heart to the world. It doesn’t matter if you really can’t understand it. There will always be thoughtful people in the future generations who can see my difficulties..." After telling the circumstances before and after the case of Zeng Jing and Zhang Xi, he also said: "This is a gift from God. Give me a chance to speak. Those of them who can write eight-legged essays can spread rumors. I want to take this opportunity to tell them that I can also write articles and spread them to the world! Yue Zhongqi, Yu Hongtu and the others have convinced Zeng Jing, Zhang Xi, and I will Teach these two stubborn scholars and ask them to travel all over the world to speak out for my new policies!"

"Is it done?"

"Of course," Yong Zheng said firmly, "Zeng Jing and I talked directly, and the book was published and distributed all over the world. I also thought of a name, called "Dayi Jue Mi Lu"!"

"Fourth brother said it, I can believe it." The light in Yunxiang's eyes flashed, then dimmed again.His face gradually turned gray and white.Yong Zheng shook him slightly and said: "Old Shisan, are you... feeling useless? Should I ask them to come over?"

"Don't! Don't..."

Yunxiang tried all his strength, his hands and feet were twitching and shaking slightly, and he gritted his teeth and said with difficulty: "I haven't finished my words, and there is no time to elaborate. The emperor and his three sons are all... good in knowledge, and good in heart... ...Characters...are different...The third elder brother is a good person...but he has different minds, and facing the emperor's plans, the emperor cannot but be more careful..."

These are indeed very important words. Yongzheng almost leaned on him, listening to Yunxiang's increasingly weaker voice: "Earlier, the saint ancestors and brothers fought... and fought... and fought... just for you. Now in this position... Now is another generation... This kind of thing is inevitable... Fourth Brother is a good person... There are people who are suppressing... chasing... Oh... it is inevitable..." At this point, Yunxiang just He moved his lips and could no longer hear what he said.Yongzheng saw him holding out three fingers in a blink of an eye, and asked hurriedly: "Is it the old one or the new one?" Yunxiang had a gurgling sound in his throat, his face turned red again, and he tried his best to say: "Ask Hong Zhou... ..." The three fingers trembled and refused to hang down.

"Imperial physician! Jia Shifang!"

Yongzheng shouted loudly, his head was buzzing, his eyes were dim, and his heart was filled with chaos. It was not until everyone rushed in and surrounded Yunxiang to rescue him that he finally regained his composure.He hurriedly said from the side: "I will reward you for saving him!" Jia Shifang saw that the doctors were cutting the pulse and stabbing the person and pouring ginseng soup but it was ineffective, so he shouted from the side: "Thirteenth Master, stay one step longer!"

Yunxiang suddenly opened his eyes and said to Yongzheng very clearly: "Your Majesty, take care, I'll see you again..." He tilted his head and could not wake up again.This prince's elder brother, who lost his family at an early age and was scorned in the palace, has been under the care of Yongzheng for decades and has become Yongzheng's right-hand man. He follows Yongzheng loyally and never has any suspicion. Now he finally enters the stage of life. Final destination.When Jia Shifang said helplessly, "There is no way to save the world, Thirteenth Master is hopeless." Yongzheng was confused for a while, vomited out a mouthful of blood with a sweet "wow" in his chest, and sat back in the chair.

"Your Majesty!" Yun Liyun's secretary Li Weigao Wuyong rushed forward and helped him lie down on the spring stool. Several imperial doctors left Yunxiang's body and hurriedly came over to hold his pulse.Only Jia Shifang looked at all this with pity and did not move. He just said: "The emperor is suffering from acute pain and his blood is not returning to his menstruation. It doesn't matter."

Yong Zheng vomited a mouthful of blood and felt that his chest felt better. He stared blankly at Yunxiang's body and said dejectedly for a while: "Go back..."

When the group returned to Danning Residence, it was already dark, but the snow was falling heavily. The branches in the garden were all covered with snow, and the evergreen bamboo trees such as holly, cypress, and bamboo in the pine, cypress, and bamboo forest were covered with thick snow.The palaces, palaces and pavilions are also made of ice and jade, with white glittering lights shining brightly. It doesn't feel like the sky is getting late.Yongzheng was helped into the warm hall by Li Wei and Hongli. He was in a daze. He heard the self-ringing bell ringing eight times in a row. It was already the time of Xuzheng and he reluctantly said: "Gao Wuyong, Yunli, Yunmi, Hongli, Li Wei, Jia Shifang and the others stayed in front of your Thirteenth Master for a whole day, handing out meals to them. I am very tired, so I have to lean over - don't send meals today, they will go to Ping Nuan Zhai near the imperial dining room. Yes." Gao Wuyong knew that Yongzheng was in a bad mood, so he agreed and resigned with everyone.Qin Gou'er saw that everyone was gloomy and depressed, so he hurriedly chased Gao Wuyong and asked him a few words before returning.Seeing Yongzheng sitting on the edge of the kang in the warm pavilion, with two young eunuchs kneeling on the ground to take off his boots and socks, they walked over to the servant's residence to look for Qiao Yindi and said, "Miss Qiao, please serve the master tonight. The Thirteenth Master is dead. He is in a bad mood and no one else can serve him." "The Thirteenth Master is dead!" Yindi was eating. Her hands trembled. She put down the bowl and followed Qin Gou'er to the Nuan Pavilion.As expected, Yongzheng was lying on his back in full clothes on the big pillow, looking out through the glass with a dull expression.Yindi knelt down with her knees on her knees and said, "I'm here to serve my master... It's a pity that such a good man as the Thirteenth Master has gone. But there will always be a day when people die, and the master is sad and sad. It's no use. You get up before dawn. You've been tired for a day, so you should have some food at least. Come on, master, cheer up. You're very tired. I'll boil your feet. If you have some food, you'll be in good spirits. Get up." Yongzheng sat up as he murmured a few words of bird's nest language mixed with Shanxi spoken dialect.Yindi brought the copper-footed basin and poured hot water. She tried it with her hands and ordered, "Bring me the ginger-vinegar noodles I used tonight. Give the master two small steamed buns and a plate of old pickles. Add two more drops of sesame oil.”

Yongzheng soaked his feet in the hot water and rubbed them with Yindi's two tender little hands. The sad and cold look on his face suddenly melted into nothingness.Picking up the bowl of noodles, a scent of noodles hit my nostrils, and I said, "It smells so good!" After taking a sip, my mouth was filled with the hot, sour, and spicy aroma, and I couldn't help but say, "Good! And it's very vegetarian." Qiao Yindi said: " This is what patients in our hometown eat. A minor illness is a blessing. There was a lazy man who went to the Tutu Temple to pray and said, 'If you get sick, don't kill yourself. Ginger vinegar noodles, drink it for half a month.'—— " Before she finished speaking, Yong Zheng burst into laughter.Yindi added: "It happened that a beggar was sleeping behind the statue of Lord Tutu. He loudly said, 'If you get sick, you will die!' - he was so frightened that he ran away..." Yongzheng laughed and said: "It seems that I am also a lazy man, and I want to drink." The half-moon noodles are gone!"

"Master works like this, he is the most diligent person in the world." Yindi rubbed Yongzheng's slightly swollen feet and legs with a dry towel, "I really feel bad when I see you suffering, so I will tell you a joke. Happy..." After saying that, he asked someone to bring the footbath.Yongzheng sighed and said, "It's hard for you." After being silent for a while, he said, "If you want to see the Fourteenth Master, you can go there for a walk."

Yindi cleared away the dishes and wiped the table with a rag. She blushed and said, "I... don't want to go..." "Why?" Yong Zheng stared at her and asked, "Aren't you always thinking about it? Him?" Yindi lowered her head, frowned and sighed: "I don't know either... I think you are all different from what I originally thought... This is all my life..."

Yongzheng's heart was moved and he was about to ask again when Gao Wuyong came over and said, "Several royal ministers and ministers of the Military Aircraft Department are here. Prince Yunli and others are also here to express their gratitude for the banquet. Will the master see you now?" Yongzheng glanced at Yindi. , said: "Call everyone over."

After Gao Wuyong went out for a while, he saw silhouettes of people in front of the window.Headed by Yunzhi, Zhang Tingyu, Fang Bao, Yunlu, Ertai, Hongshi, Hongzhou, Yunli, Yunmi, Hongli, and finally Jia Shifang filed in, offering mixed greetings and thanks.Yong Zheng frowned and said: "Shifang is a foreigner, so you can leave. My little brother doesn't need to stay with him. Gao Wuyong will get a more secure sedan to take him back home."

"My thirteenth brother is pitiful." Yunzhi and Hongshi gathered together to drink and enjoy the snow. Zhang Tingyu asked someone to drag them here. They were still in love with the banquet. They tried their best to frown, glanced at Yunmi's back, and said, "You said it when you were in your prime. Go and leave without saying a word. Life, what do you mean by this?" Hongshi also frowned and sighed: "As for Uncle Thirteen's illness, it has been lingering for several years, and I never thought it would be so soon!" Hongshi said Li Que said: "Huang Ama, you vomited blood and almost frightened your son! Everyone knows about the relationship between Uncle Thirteen and Ama, you have to show your condolences... My sons should worry more about Uncle Thirteen's funeral... ..." As he said that, he wiped away his tears.Hong Zhou also sat at the same table and traveled with Hong Shi, but he didn't have the affectation of Hong Shi. He kowtowed a few times and said: "The thirteenth uncle's life and death are not in vain, so a great man can live a great hero's life! My son!" The feeling of regret is as much as the envy of my son! The day before yesterday, my son went to pay his respects to Uncle Thirteen. Uncle Thirteen said that he still had one unfulfilled wish, and my son thought this was the most important thing."

His words were uninhibited and different from others.Yunzhi couldn't help but smile when she remembered that he had "organized his own funeral", but turned his back and pretended to blow his nose.Yong Zheng caught a glimpse of it, felt disgusted in his heart, and quickly held his breath and asked: "What wish did your thirteenth uncle say?"

Hong Zhou kowtowed and said, "If you wish, the capital was flooded in the fourth year of Yongzheng's reign. Uncle Thirteen investigated the river channels and found that the Wei River, Dian River, and Ziya River all merged into the sea from Tianjin. The Jingling River in Cangzhou was silted up, blocking the flow of the flood. The thirteenth uncle said that he really wanted to do this. He dredged the old channels of Cangzhou Zhuan River and Qingwei Xingji River, and opened a straight river to discharge water at the entrance of Baitangkou. The flood can still irrigate thousands of hectares of land... My son heard a lot from him at the time, and he only advised him not to worry about it until he got better. He didn't remember everything clearly. Uncle Thirteen sighed at that time and said 'I'm afraid there won't be that day'. Now that he is unfortunately right, this is his big wish..."

"Yunxiang is really a virtuous king who is loyal to the country. Such a person is difficult to find in the history!" Yongzheng once heard Yunxiang talk about this matter. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a disease in Yunxiang's heart, and he couldn't help but burst into tears. All change.He said to Zhang Tingyu: "Chen Heng, I originally said that we would wait until Yue Zhongqi has a clear idea of ​​the military affairs. Since Old Thirteen said so, let's grant his wish!"

Zhang Tingyu hurriedly bowed and said: "Yes! Tomorrow, ask the Ministry of Household Affairs to allocate 30 silver in advance, and the Ministry of Works will handle it. The slave saw that Yu Hongtu was really a capable man. The Fujiang Dredging Project was completed in three years. He went to the construction site in person. Under supervision, it will be done in a few months. It's freezing right now, so you can prepare materials first, and then allocate 50 yuan when the migrant workers are raised, which will be enough." He paused, and then said: "People from the Ministry of Rites I must have known about the Thirteenth Master. Please give me the posthumous title of Prince Yi in his funeral ceremony. They will understand it well and won't make any mistakes."

"Whether he is loyal or filial, he is nothing more than a 'virtuous' person. His posthumous title is 'Prince Yixian'." Yongzheng said, "Yunxiang has been chivalrous throughout his life, and his chivalrous heart is loyal and uncompromising. "Xian", also fits his character. I just said that there has never been such a virtuous king in ancient times, and my treatment of Yunxiang is also different from ordinary princes. I stayed away from the court for three days to express my condolences. I am for him. After one month of wearing plain clothes, the ministers do not need to change their clothes, but they have to stop feasting for one month. Prince Yi Xian's word "yun" was originally a taboo to avoid my change. Now that I am in plain clothes, my brothers should naturally return to "yun". Yin Xiang'. - As for his sacred tablet," Yong Zheng stood up, walked a few steps in the hall with his hands behind his back, and picked up his pen before returning to the case.Gao Wuyong hurriedly brought over the new big white candle on the candle holder and its holder.Jian Yongzheng wrote on rice paper:

Loyal, respectful, honest, diligent, cautious, honest and wise

After writing it and passing it on to Zhang Tingyu and others, Yongzheng said: "I never flatter the tomb. None of the eight characters added to the posthumous title are false. Among the officials in the court, you can find those who are 'loyal, diligent and prudent' A lot of them have come out. I cannot grant these four words to others lightly. Giving it to Yinxiang is also to train you." Yunzhi originally had no ill feelings towards Yunxiang, but after hearing Yongzheng's words On the first floor, I felt a little uncomfortable when I gave Yunxiang a special favor. He pursed his lips and said, "Your Majesty's testimonials are perfect! It is obvious to all that Brother Xiang is respectful to his work and sincere to the Lord. His forthright and heroic nature comes from Yu Tian, ​​so among the brothers, they are called the "King of Chivalrous People". With these eight words, Yinxiang can smile with a smile." Because Yinxiang had been receiving the royal salary of his parents, an additional salary of 8000 yuan was added in the third year of Yongzheng's reign, and his annual salary was more than Yunzhi wanted an extra 23 taels of silver, so he quietly deleted the word "Integrity" for Yongzheng.Yongzheng loved being a nitpicker by nature, so he understood it as soon as he heard it. However, Yunzhi was the only elder brother in charge, so he did not want to embarrass him too much, because he said: "His 'Integrity' character is even more worthy of being praised as a model of Taoism. He is the only one among the kings who has not set up his own village. I rewarded Prince Yi with the thirteen villages of Baijiatuan, and he has never collected rent. At that time, Huang Ama divided the kings and each received 30 taels of money and food. Third brother, you Is it 13, right? - Yunxiang only got [-]. He said, "The third brother's family is large, and he supports a group of people compiling books. I don't need the money." They all resigned. In fact, Yunxiang spent his life helping the poor and the poor. There is no one who pities the poor and is unwilling to help those who are in trouble, and this is extremely difficult." After saying this, Yunzhi blushed and did not dare to say another word.Yongzheng still felt uncomfortable after thinking about it, and said: "The people of Baijiatuan Thirteenth Village have long wanted to build a shrine for Old Thirteenth, but I was afraid that my life would be shortened, so I didn't allow it. It can be done now, and Baijiatuan is still free of rent. We will allocate another thirty hectares of land for Yinxiang to sacrifice and build an ancestral hall for him!"

Zhang Tingyu was overwhelmed by the things that were not included in the prince's funeral ceremony.He couldn't help but feel a little worried, and when he was thinking of a solution, Ertai said from the side: "Yinxiang is well-deserved for these graces from the emperor, and he can smile at Jiuquan. But please give your holy advice, only the old and new princes, princes, princes and princes who are in office in our dynasty are still alive." Hundreds of people, please let the Holy Inquisitor make it clear whether this should be set as a precedent."

"Of course it's special favor." Yongzheng said coldly, "Is there anyone else who can stand side by side with Yinxiang?" He waved his hand and said: "Tonight Yunxiang wants Yi Huan to return home, and the three Hongshi brothers will go there. I will keep vigil on my behalf. I will leave Yunxiang's funeral to my third brother. Although I am on holiday, you guys are probably even busier. You should have a good rest tonight and ask someone from the Ministry of Etiquette to come over tomorrow to take care of me - kneel down and pay my respects. "

Everyone resigned and left only Yongzheng and a few eunuchs in the empty hall.He picked up several memorials, all of which were about impeaching Li Fu, and pushed them over; he took a few more memorials, which were from various places, and paid special attention to Henan, Anhui, Shandong, and Shanxi. When he saw that there was no disaster, he put them aside.In the dark night outside the window, the wind blew from time to time, and the snowflakes stuck to the glass, freezing into strange patterns. The tightly sealed double-layer window paper bulged and sucked in from time to time, and a cool breeze came in. , blowing the candlelight flickering.Yongzheng was lying on the warm kang, thinking about Yunxiang's words and deeds before his death, but he felt that he was distracted and distracted.I stood up and rinsed my mouth, listening to the roar of the mountains outside, the sound of trees, the waves, the wind and the snow, I woke up with piercing eyes.Gao Wuyong saw that he was tossing and turning and couldn't sleep, so he had no choice.An idea struck, and he sent a message for Yindi, Caiyuncaixiaqiuju and several other maids to come and wait on him.

"I have insomnia." Yong Zheng said, stroking his forehead with a sense of relief, "There are too many things that worry me, and I can't let go of them all... I don't know what's wrong... Qiu Ju and Caixia went up to the kang to help me beat my waist. Legs, Yindi, please don't stand. Sit down by the fumigation cage and talk to me. You might fall asleep." Caiyun covered Yongzheng's legs with a single quilt, and he and Caixia gently beat them one by one, and said, "It's time to do something. Sometimes you want to do things, but when it's time to rest, don't think about things, and slowly fall asleep." Caiyun said: "Your Majesty, count in your mind, don't think about it when you can't count, just count again, and then you fall asleep." Yongzheng smiled and said: "None of these methods will work. I am an 'old insomniac'."

Yindi and the two little girls lit some incense, filled the tea baskets with water, and sat on the incense cage, listening to the sound of wind and snow outside. They felt that the tranquility and warmth here were even more comfortable than in the palace maid's room. .Yindi sighed at the side: "We have been watching the theater since we were children. Who knew that the emperor was like this! Not to mention Long Live the Lord, I watched from beginning to end on the side, and I was tired just thinking about it. He is just like the master of the family. .”

"Oh?" Yong Zheng closed his eyes and asked in a sullen voice, "What do you think the emperor is like?" Caiyun spoke quickly and said, "You can eat whatever you want, and spend your money how you want. Every day, treat people Call the court and say, "If you have something to do, go out to play, if nothing happens, roll up the curtain and leave the court!" After the people have dispersed, they will spend their time in the palace listening to songs and watching dances - or else go out for a walk and see which pair of talents and beauties have a hard time fulfilling their wishes. , just fulfill them, or if you see the champion is young, give him a princess..." Before she could finish her words, Yong Zheng had already laughed.Yindi smiled and said: "Are you asking the master to sleep? Your Majesty, as I say, since you can't sleep, just pick up trivial things to think about. Stop thinking about whether you can sleep or not. When you are troubled, think about it. The worst I can do is not fall asleep tonight, I'll definitely have a good night's sleep tomorrow afternoon, maybe I'll fall asleep."

Yongzheng closed his eyes as he was told, and simply picked up the boring official duties and thought: Which place's important prefect is incompetent and should be replaced; which state should be exempted from money and food; he also thought about disaster relief from Li Wei's charity warehouse, and thought about Yunnan He had to prevent the Miao Yao chieftains from taking over the stronghold to resist the decree. Which general should he send, Zhang Guangsi, Ertai, or... His breathing gradually became evener, and suddenly he saw Xiaofu being tied under the old persimmon tree. A village man was holding a torch to light a pyre and burn her to death.Yong Zheng was in a hurry and said: "I am already the emperor, how dare you bully others like this? Fifth brother! Save her!"

"Your Majesty," Yindi woke up from a light sleep. When she looked at the clock hand, it was already three o'clock in the Chou Mo Yin Chu clock. Several girls were fast asleep. Caiyun and Caixia were snoring softly in the kang. Then he came over and asked, "Is your name Brother Zhang Wu?"

Yongzheng had woken up and was not sleepy. When he looked at Yindi under the lamp, his pink oval face, apricot eyes were as clear as autumn waves, and under his greasy nose, he had a small mouth with a smile that made him dizzy. She looked like she was haunted by the ghost of a dream. The little blessing.He grabbed her hand and pulled her into his arms, whispering: "Come, sit next to me..."

"No!" Yindi screamed and covered her mouth again, saying softly: "Your Majesty, you are exhausted. Sleep well. If you have anything to say, I will talk tomorrow..."

"What, you hate me?"

"Do not……"

"Am I not a good emperor?"

"you are……"

Yong Zheng stared at her and just smiled, holding her hand and sliding it slowly towards his lower body...Yin Difei blushed and whispered: "This is not good, your Majesty, don't..." When he grabbed her hand, Yong Zheng turned over and pulled her hand. She came up and pressed herself under him, tearing and pulling her clothes without any rules, and asked with a smile: "What's wrong? It's just that you and the fourteenth brother have... we Manchurians don't care about this... you Touch it, isn't mine as good as his?" As he spoke, he also stretched out his own to hers... panting and said: "I haven't read the cards in three months, the poor little baby is so good..." Yindi didn't dare to shout, She didn't dare to struggle, and she was afraid of waking up Caixia Caiyun. She was already sweating and panting. After being rubbed by him for a long time, she felt aroused. She sighed and said: "This is my life, it's up to you... ..." Yong Zheng didn't allow her to speak anymore, and suppressed her tightly. He kissed her wildly on her face, eyes, breasts, and sucked on her mouth... Qiao Yindi was not used to it at first. After several times of clouds and rain, the bitterness was replaced by the sweetness, so she subconsciously hugged her tightly. Got him...

Once the business was over, the two of them got dressed separately.Yongzheng asked with a smile: "How is Bi Yun's method?" Yindi was silent for a long time, suddenly covering her face and crying, and said: "I am a bitch, worthless... Please do something to the emperor..."

"Whatever, you just say."

"Stop embarrassing Master Fourteenth. You have already sorry for him."

Yong Zheng pondered for a while and said: "Looking at your face, I will be more lenient on him and ask his original Fujin family to come in and serve him."

(End of this chapter)