Emperor Kangxi: The First Rule of the Palace

Chapter 33 Monarchs and ministers travel together at Baiyun Temple, the master and servant order to break the pavilion (2)
Bumbleshan laughed out loud when he heard it, but Kangxi saw Wu Ciyou and Lagu Su Ma walking towards him from afar, feeling anxious, and couldn't help but wink at Wei Dongting.Wei Dongting was speaking with great interest, when he caught a glimpse of Wu Ciyou approaching, he pretended to be surprised and said, "Ah! What a coincidence, isn't this Zhu Biaotai? It's a pleasure to meet you!"

Wu Ciyou was startled, and was about to speak, Wei Dongting turned around and introduced Kangxi: "These two are working in front of Ao Zhongtang, this is brother Zhen Longming, this is Jia Zicai, I haven't seen you for a long time, it's a rare coincidence today , all touched—” Speaking of this, Wu Ciyou is spiritual even for a piece of wood.Hearing the two names made up by Wei Dongting, La Aunt Su Ma wanted to laugh but didn't dare, but Wu Ciyou helped her and said, "Wanniang, haven't you met the three masters yet?" La Aunt Su Ma stepped forward and smiled Authentic three blessings.

Bumbleshan didn't see anything unusual, but felt that the two names he made up seemed ironic, and looked at Wanniang carefully, she felt a little familiar, but never thought of Lagu Su Ma, so he said with a half-smile "We've seen each other for a long time! How about we go for a walk together?" Wu Ciyou said with a smile, "Since we are friends on the stage, we will go together naturally." But he was full of doubts in his heart.

A crisis that was revealed was temporarily healed. Kangxi's hanging heart slowly let go, and now he was calm, so he asked Wu Ciyou with a smile: "Mr. Zhu, do you think this story is well portrayed?"

"Talking about "Journey to the West" is the work of a pseudo-Tuoqiu Changchun of later generations," Wu Ciyou said, "Even if it is true, what is the point of Taoist priests praising monks?"

It is really unheard of that "Journey to the West" is actually a fake work.Kangxi hurriedly asked: "Sir, you never said anything. How can you say that "Journey to the West" was not written by Qiu Changchun?"

Wu Ciyou said with a smile: "Why do you need to look elsewhere? Just read the text of "Journey to the West"-Jinyiwei in the Jisai Kingdom, the Rites Supervisor in the Zhuzi Kingdom, Dongcheng Bingmasi in the Extermination of France, and Tang Taizong The Great Scholars in the court and the Hanlin Middle School were all set up in the Ming Dynasty, where did Qiu Chuji fabricate these things?"

When Wei Dongting saw that Wu Ciyou's conversation was getting up, he was afraid that he would be endless, so he took the time to intervene and said, "Zhu Biaotai, how can anyone stand here and talk? Why don't we go to the broken pavilion over there, where we have ready-made food and wine, and write poems there." Just kidding, okay?" Kangxi had already talked a lot with Bumble, and although he was disappointed, he still wanted to try again, so he laughed and said, "Okay, let's obey Hu Chen!" Several guards carrying wine and food didn't wait for orders. Already settled in the past.

After reading the story of "Journey to the West" for a while, listening to Wu Ciyou's high-spirited speeches, and messing with ghosts and gods in the worship hall for half a day, it was already noon before I knew it.The autumn wind rolls up clouds of dark clouds gradually, and the yellow sun is overshadowed by the flying clouds.In the broken pavilion, these tourists with different minds and different interests were brought together by chance and fate to drink and compose poems. They all silently watched the changing clouds and shadows in the clear bottom of the pool, and searched for good sentences in meditation.

A carp jumped up, flipped over in the pool, and sank to the bottom of the water again with a "gudong".Kangxi started a sentence and chanted slightly:

〖Brocade Scales Leaping Over the Shadows of the Clouds in the Sword Pool〗

Wu Ciyou said "Okay!" and hurriedly continued:

〖Breaking through the autumn sky is about to emerge. 〗

Wei Dongting said "I'm showing my ugliness" and then chanted:
〖For Wen Tianque's fortune number,〗

Bumbleshan pondered for a long time before continuing:
〖Scramble Qingbo Chao Jinlong! 〗

Kangxi applauded and applauded, but Wu Ciyou said: "The poem is nothing but the last line is just a cliché. This is not the strategy of the Golden Temple. Where is there any Golden Dragon?"

Aunt Su Ma heard what Wu Ciyou said, and looked at Kangxi worriedly, but Kangxi didn't care.Bumble Rare Book was suspicious of Wu Ciyou's origin, so he couldn't help but feel relieved at this moment.I thought to myself: "I'm suspicious. If someone surnamed Zhu knows this master, how dare he say such a thing?" Then he laughed and said, "Mr. Dare to imitate it." Wu Ciyou said with a smile: "This is true, but how many poems and essays have been written throughout the ages, if they really praise the monarch and relatives, how can they be read? The important thing is that the emotion comes from the heart, and the ambition comes from the words. , or entrusted to the mountains and rivers, or entrusted to the flowers and moons—the holy way is so great, how can it be restricted in one way?"

With these eloquent remarks and the previous experience, Bumbleshan knew that he was by no means his opponent, so he just laughed it off.Wu Ci's friendship was not over yet, he took a sip of wine, leaned on the railing and chanted:

〖Climbing the mountain and seeing the general back by the water, who said that Song Yuqiu's guest is sad.

Sit and watch the white clouds and think about the strong wind, and listen to the soft singing of the red leaves.

The cuckoo crows in the spring mountain and never returns, and the fishing rod hangs in the cold rain of the Sejiang River.

Hearing the crowing of the rooster, the unbearable Haoshi chanted the wild goose flying south! 〗

As soon as the tone fell, Kangxi repeatedly praised: "This is poetry, and today's experience of Baiyun Temple is not in vain!" La Aunt Su Ma listened but remained silent, with crystal tears rolling in her eyes, fearing that people would see them and hurriedly wiped them away up.

Seeing that Bumble was staring straight at Wu Ciyou, Wei Dongting knew that he was suspicious, so he smiled and said: "Zhu Biaotai has become arrogant again. But we came out today for fun, pretending to be full of Baiyun Dafeng, can you go back, Uncle?" Blame me?"

Kangxi laughed loudly after hearing this: "Huchen used to make jokes sometimes—whatever you want?" Wei Dongting said with a smile: "It's better to tell a joke, whoever speaks badly will be punished with wine!"

"Okay!" Bumble said with a laugh, "Let me say first—a scholar died and went to see the King of Hades, and the King of Hades even farted. The scholar presented a piece of "Fart Fu" and said: 'King Fuwei, Gao Golden buttocks, Hongxuan Baoqi, vaguely like the sound of silk and bamboo, like the smell of musk orchid. The minister stands down, and the fragrance is overwhelming!' The king of hell is overjoyed, and he will be released to return to the sun after increasing his life. See you again after 12 years. The scholar swaggered up and down towards the Senluo Hall, but the King of Hades forgot about him, so he asked who he was, and the kid replied, "It's the scholar who made farts that year!""

As soon as the words were finished, Wu Ciyou laughed loudly: "This Mr. Jia Zicai is a real celebrity, and he cursed all the flatterers in the world with one word!" Kangxi couldn't help laughing, and when he thought about it, he couldn't help being furious, secretly said: "I am rude!" But he didn't bring it up, just said: "Tiger Minister, it's time to listen to you."

Wei Dongting pondered for a long time before saying: "I'll continue with the fart story just now. There was a man named Chen Quan in the Ming Dynasty. The eunuch took it down. The eunuch said: "You are Chen Quan. I heard that you are very good at joking. If you say a word, you can make me laugh, so I will let you go." Chen Quan replied: "Fart!" The eunuch couldn't help being stunned , asked: "How do you say this?" Chen Quandao: "It's up to the father-in-law to let it go, and it's up to the father-in-law to not let it go.""

When everyone heard this, they all applauded and laughed.Wu Ciyou laughed so hard that he said, "I also have one—a wealthy family who came from a singing career. His mother died, and he asked someone to write a memorial tablet. It must be grand, with the word 'respected', but not distorted. It took 1000 taels of silver and no one could write it. A scholar—the one Mr. Jia mentioned just now—was extremely poor and bored, so he accepted the job. He went up and wrote a large book: "I am a native of the cabinet university, and the governor of Guangdong and Guangxi. , added the title of Minister of the Ministry of Officials, and took the spiritual position of Liu Mama next door to the servant of the Minister of the Guards, the Prince Shaobao, Wang Fuxiang.'”

Everyone laughed again when they heard this; even Lagu Su Ma, who was standing next to her, couldn't help laughing out loud.Kangxi said: "I also have one. The family wanted to live in a good house. They sold the land and stored food, and borrowed money. It was finally built, but they couldn't even eat. A friend of his came in and looked at it with a raised face. Seeing it, he said: "This house is well built, but it owes two beams." Asking him what happened, the friend laughed and said, "I don't think about one, and I don't think about the other!""

This story was told, except for Wei Dongting who smiled, no one else laughed. Wu Ciyou said with a smile: "This story is more persuasive than satirical, and it didn't make everyone laugh. Mr. Zhen should be punished!" Kangxi had to drink with a smile.Bumbleshan listened to these jokes, every sentence seemed to be stinging, but he couldn't say it out, and secretly scolded Wei Dongting: "I don't know where to get a wild scholar." But he said with a smile: "I also talk about a scholar: there is An academic officer, retired and returned to his hometown, made a plaque by himself, and wrote the words "literary family" on it. A scoundrel pasted the word "wen" on it at night, and it became "again to the family". I was furious and tore it up. Unexpectedly, the dots on the "wen" and "jia" disappeared overnight, and became "another memorial tomb". This family was taken off, scrubbed clean and hung up. ' and 'family' are all confused, leaving only the word 'dedicated to the world'..."

He didn't tell all the jokes, and everyone fell down laughing.Wei Dongting said: "Mr. Jia's joke is really good, I deserve a glass of wine!"

Bumble drank with a smile, and asked, "Is Huchen still doing well?"

Wei Dongting said with a smile: "Although I am ignorant and incompetent, there are a lot of jokes - about a near-sighted person who picked up a firecracker on the road during the Chinese New Year. He didn't know what it was, so he leaned on the candle to look at it, and lit the cannon when he didn't think about it." Son, it exploded in his hand with a 'bang', and a deaf man next to him could see it clearly, and asked, "What did you just hold in your hand, why did it fall apart when it was so good?""

Everyone thought about it, and Wu Ciyou laughed and got up early and said, "You really are, Hu Chen! It's been a long time since I came out, and I still have something to do, why don't the blind shoot the cannon and the deaf see - let's leave today!" Turning around, he called "Wan Niang ", so he took La Aunt Su Ma to go.

(End of this chapter)