Travel through the Qing Dynasty and become emperor

Chapter 825
Guan Xuqing paused for a moment and asked again: "Who is the imperial physician who showed the empress pulse?"

"Ren Xigeng." Xiao De'an hurriedly said: "The number one doctor in the Taiyuan Hospital does not follow orders and refuses to see patients. He said that the empress has an unknown fever these few days, and her blood is exhausted, so she needs to use fresh bear bile. But this medicine is too hard to get in autumn and winter, and blind bears and cats don’t come out of their nests in winter, where did they get so much fresh bear bile?"

"You should have told me about these things earlier." Guan Xuqing said with a stern face: "Changchun Garden Lupu still has a dozen bears, let's use them first. I'll ask senior officials from Heilongjiang to catch live bears and send them over. Just kidding, Cat Dong Can't you catch the bear?"

Speaking of this, Guan Xuqing felt a little cold, so he realized that he was talking in his middle coat, and then returned to the bedroom. At this time, Jingfen had already woken up, her eyes were bright, seeing the emperor coming in, she hurriedly got up and said: "I I have heard it all, life and death are fate, wealth and honor are in the sky. I will not be able to do anything for a while. Your Majesty, you are too serious, but I can't bear it."

"Respect the destiny and do your best, otherwise what do you want people to do?" Guan Xuqing said with a smile: "You just need to let go of your mind, I will know it in my heart after asking."

At this time, several maids came over and dressed the emperor in a hurry. After dressing, Jingfen came over to tie a gold-encrusted biya tie for the emperor in person, and then said with satisfaction: "You go to the serious business, I just have Sometimes I can’t think about it, so I’ll tell you something sweet, and it’ll be fine in the past.”

"That's good." Guan Xuqing was about to speak again, but when he heard the chiming clock strike seven times in a row, he stopped delaying and turned back to Jingfen as he walked out, "I'll go to burn incense to pray for you first, and then go to court." I’ll come to you at night.” As he spoke, under the guidance of Xiao De’an, he left the main hall, sat on the warm sedan chair, first went to the Dagao Hall to burn incense, then to the Shouhuang Hall to salute, and then to Qin’an Hall and Dou Tan to burn incense Worship, the west case, the north case, and the Zao Jun of the Kunning Palace have all been worshiped, and then I went to the god tablet and the Buddha in the East Nuan Pavilion to salute.

On the way to Dongnuan Pavilion, I happened to pass by Tingyuexuan. Guan Xuqing's heart moved, and he asked Xiao De'an to stop Luanjia. Xiao De'an came over and said, "This hall has been deserted for a year. Shanzi did not arrange to offer sacrifices to this temple." Before he finished speaking, Guan Xuqing's seductive gaze suddenly swept over, making Xiao De'an shiver in fright, and dared not say anything more.

Guan Xuqing said: "Did I listen to the Ministry of Rites, or did the Ministry of Rites listen to me? If I don't go anywhere else, I must sacrifice to this palace. Open it!"

This Tingyue Pavilion has been completely sealed since Maozi's death. People in the palace heard that faint weeping was often heard inside at night, and the night watchmen all avoided the road.Guan Xuqing slowly pushed open the dust-covered door, and immediately a few snow chickens flew out screaming and fluttering their wings. The eunuchs were all startled, and they peeked at the emperor, their faces were dignified and lacklustre. If you dare to talk too much, you have to go in with the emperor.

Guan Xuqing walked very slowly, carefully looking at the small courtyard while walking, and saw the wormwood growing from the cracks in the blue bricks, which was as tall as a person, and there was a desolation everywhere, and it looked like an ancient temple that had been abandoned for many years from a distance , the cold wind was blowing the decayed grass on the eaves, making a whistling sound, as if a resentful woman was crying.

Guan Xuqing's face was blue and white, and he stepped on the stone road covered with withered grass to the front of Maozi's original house. He stood there for a long time, took a deep breath, as if he wanted to capture the memories of many years ago, He looked in through the window, and saw that the light in the room was dim, and the floor was covered with thick dust, which seemed to be printed with the footprints of many mice and weasels. The sea red curtain is still hanging and everything is the same as that night, except for a wooden stool overturned under the corner of the wall leaning against the lintel, and a Maitreya Buddha statue on the wall has become dark, with a big belly and half-open lips. Looking at the house and the blank Guan Xuqing with a smile on his face, his expression was like a mockery, but it was more heartbreaking than the mockery.

Guan Xuqing couldn't help trembling: he still remembered that one day many years ago, Maozi sat on this stool in white clothes like snow, copying over and over again the "Book of Songs and Chen Feng" that he gave her.

"I'm sorry for you, I'm sorry for you" Guan Xuqing felt sore in his heart, took a step back and bowed slightly to the window lattice, and said with tears in his eyes, then lit three sticks of incense and put them in the incense burner In the middle of the night, he carefully placed the incense burner on the stone steps again, and silently recited in his heart: "There is a fate in this life and I will see you in this life. If there is no fate in this life, I hope to have an afterlife."

When he was full of melancholy and dazed, Wang Shang hurried in, stood behind the emperor and said: "Your Majesty, Mr. Liang asked his servants to come over to ask for an order. All the officials have arrived at the Qianqing Palace. Ask the emperor when he can open the court." .”

"I'll go there now." Guan Xuqing pointed to the wormwood in the yard and said, "No one can touch the furnishings in this room! But this yard can't just go unused, and I'll tell the Ministry of Internal Affairs to send people to clean the yard regularly. .”

"twitter."

After the morning court, Guan Xuqing left Feng Xianghua, Liang Qichao, and Zhao Bingjun behind to discuss the Middle East war for a while, then leaned on the xumizuo, drank the ginseng soup in one gulp, and said with a smile: "Iran's overall situation has been settled, and we have nothing to worry about." I am relieved, there is nothing left and right now, all three of you will accompany me out of the palace for a stroll."

The three of them were heartbroken, and hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, there is absolutely no way to force it. Although the world is said to be peaceful at the moment, the capital city is a place of great gangs, and there are many places in the five directions. I can't remember what happened."

Guan Xuqing said with a smile: "Kangxi and Qianlong both had the habit of visiting in secret, but I am a timid and fearful monarch. With you three ministers of military affairs and espionage, what troubles can happen? Don't talk too much. Let’s go back to the mansion first and make up, and see you at Donghua Gate in half an hour, I’m tired.”

The three of them looked at each other, there was nothing they could do, the emperor had always been arbitrary, it was rare for him to be in a good mood, if he got angry, no one would benefit, so they had to leave first.

Half an hour later, the four monarchs and ministers met at Donghua Gate. Guan Xuqing brought Da Dao Wang Wu and Huang Feihong to accompany him, all dressed as servants, and accompanied him behind him. Guan Xuqing was wearing a maroon poplin gown and a hat on his head The melon skin hat looks like a wealthy businessman from the southern province, and Feng Xianghua and Liang Qichao are both dressed as housekeepers, while Zhao Bingjun is wearing a gray and white gown and carrying a rattan box. He looks like a student who came to Beijing to rush for the exam.

Guan Xuqing laughed loudly and said, "I'll go out later, you all call Zhentian Shenggong, or Huang Erye."

Feng Xianghua cupped his hands, and just said the word "Emperor", Guan Xuqing pointed at him: "Wrong, it should be called Zhentian Shenggong."

Liang Qichao laughed beside him and said, "Your Majesty, you are also wrong. Can you still call me '朕' when you leave the palace gate?"

Zhao Bingjun smiled and pointed at Liang Qichao: "Mr. Liang, you are wrong too."

The four looked at each other and laughed.

The four of them left Donghua Gate and walked eastward along Tianjie Street. Feng Xianghua whispered, "Second Master Huanghuang, where are we going?"

Guan Xuqing said: "The purple air comes from the east, of course it is to the east. I heard in the palace that there is a market not far from the Donghua Gate. Today, it is indeed the case. The front gate has a big fence, so walk."

The origin of Dashilan can be traced back to the first year of Emperor Xiaozong Hongzhi in Ming Dynasty.At that time, there was a "curfew" in Beijing. In order to prevent thieves from hiding in the streets and alleys, with the approval of the imperial court, wooden fences were built at the intersections of many streets and alleys in Beijing.Dashilan used to be four corridors, but because the fences in this alley are well-made, preserved for a long time, and larger, they gradually attracted the attention of the capital.

When you come to Dashilan, you can see many shops, pedestrians intertwined, and the sound of buying and selling. Ruifuxiang, Neiliansheng, Liubiju, Rongbaozhai, Qingyun Pavilion, Tongrentang, Zhang Yiyuan, Changchuntang, Yueshengzhai and other time-honored brands Everyone gathers here, those who buy tofu and green vegetables, those who cook stew, those who make sugar, those who yell to buy Rendan, and those who pull kites, what a bustling and lively scene of Taiping!

Zhao Bingjun said as he walked: "Master Huang, the people in the capital have a jingle called 'Go to the overpass to see things, and go to the Dashilan to buy things. , around the waist of the four constants.' Dashilan has been prosperous since the Ming Dynasty until now, and it is a place where people gather, and it is indeed a treasure."

Feng Xianghua raised his head and pointed to the large plaque in Qingyun Pavilion, "Second Master Huang, this Qingyun Pavilion gathers all kinds of famous food in the capital. There are everything flying in the sky and running underground, such as Fengdu Feng, Xiaochangchen, rice cake money, and tea soup Li. , King of pot stickers, all of them are unique in Beijing. Scholar Xu Yuchu once wrote a poem saying: "Looking at the Qingyun Pavilion, there are noisy shoppers. The pearls are shining, and the antiques are rubbing. The bookstores are full of books, and there are many fortune tellers. It’s actually a beautiful scenery. , worthy of singing the Taiping Song. If you are interested, let’s taste it.”

Guan Xuqing nodded with a smile, and said: "What you said is interesting. It's quite fresh to put the names of dishes and people together. The big hermit lives in the city. Let's learn from the ancients and go to Qingyun Pavilion to catch up with the earth." Enter Qingyun Pavilion.

As soon as he entered the door, a shop assistant came over with a handkerchief on his shoulder, yelled, bowed and said, "Hey, sir, is there any familiar seat?"

Guan Xuqing didn't understand what it meant, Zhao Bingjun replied: "Acquainted with the seat, on the west of the second floor, private room by the window."

The clerk nodded, and suddenly pulled his neck and yelled: "On the west of the second floor, there is a guest in the private room by the window."

Guan Xuqing was startled, and his face was slightly angry.The four monarchs and ministers went up to the second floor and sat down in the private room. Guan Xuqing glanced out the window and saw that the street was crowded with people. All for profit."

Liang Qichao poured a cup of tea for the emperor and said, "Second Master, you can see clearly when you sit high in the Forbidden City. All the living beings in this world can't escape a word of profit. Please use tea."

Guan Xuqing took a sip, and said with a smile: "If this tea is used by ordinary people to search for oil and scrape their stomachs after meals, it will be fine, but if it is fried in snow water from the vat of Xiong Xiling's house, the taste will be far worse."

(End of this chapter)