Emperor Qianlong: the beginning of his glory

Chapter 21 Cao Xueqin was delighted to learn that the female singer Liu Tongxun announced the decree of the Prison Temple (1)
Qian Duyin was well-known in the university, and as soon as the roster of the Ministry of Rites was handed over to the Qianqing Palace, he knew that he was hopeless in this subject.He was very active, and immediately went to the study to see Zhang Tingyu sell the holiday.Zhang Tingyu said: "It's rare that you are still thinking about the mission here. The book office of the Military Aircraft Office who went out to take the exam hasn't come back yet, and they are about to send someone! The war in Yunnan is intense these days, and you can't leave people for a moment. You are in the Military Aircraft Chuzhang’s Beijing room is in charge of dismantling and reading battle reports. You go to Li Youxu’s place first, he fell ill when he returned to Beijing, give my greetings, and say he’s going to see him after he’s busy with the palace exam, what does he need? Come back Tell me. You will send this file to Fu Liuye's mansion, just on the way."

"Yes Yes Yes!"

Qian Du promised again and again, and called Ertai again, went out to Donghuamen to ask for a horse, and came straight to Li Wei's mansion.

Li Wei followed Qianlong to Henan with a sigh of relief, and fell ill the night he returned to Beijing.Originally it was said that all visits were refused, but Qian Du was recommended by his disciples, and he was ordered by Zhang Tingyu, so of course it is a different matter.Qian Du stood in the concierge for less than a bag of cigarettes, and then called inside.The family led them all the way to the study room, and warned: "Our Mrs. Xian (Tui'er) told me that no matter who sees the master, let alone a serious job, the time should not be too long. The adult's illness needs to be recuperated. Anyway, Master Qian is sympathetic. Come on, don't go and ask your wife to punish us." Qian Du laughed softly, "Understood, do you still use excrement to pour carrots?" As he spoke, there was a coughing sound from a distance, knowing that Li Wei has arrived.Qian Du stood outside, waiting for Li Wei to calm down, then stepped in lightly, said with a friendly voice, "Qian Du greets Da Sima Li!"

"It's Old Master Qian." Cui'er sat beside Li Wei, turned around and whispered, "You gossip, I'll come later." Li Wei closed his eyes and leaned back on the big pillow, his face pale as paper and thin Ru Chai pointed at the chair, and said weakly, "Excuse me for being rude, my body is just like this... Zhang Zhongtang is good!"

Qian Du had just seen the tear stains on Tweety's face, and knew that he was seriously ill, so he carefully sat down with his body tilted and replied: "Zhongtang is in good health, but he is busy. He is not as good as E Zhongtang will take care of himself." Zhang Tingyu's words were passed on.Li Wei seemed overwhelmed with emotion. "I don't have a few days to live well. I didn't expect that I, Li Wei, would be here today! How could I have been like this back then! Gan Fengchi made 36 friends in Nanjing and gathered the world's martial arts heroes. I was captured in a commoner clothes and only brought a little Xi Nu He. And that blind man Wu, it took a lot of effort to catch him! Huang Gun, Huang Tianba and his son in Shandong were also subdued by me. Dou Erdun fought against the court, so I bought my face... How strange, I am the emperor His watchdog, and he looks like a thief and a beggar... Li Wei, you have lived a good life..." The sparkle in his eyes gradually faded away.He closed his eyes and said: "Mr. Qian, these words are because we are setting up a dragon's gate, and if it spreads out, it will not be good for you. Please tell Zhang Zhongtang, be sure to make things right for me in front of the master, and allow me to return to my hometown after my illness." Have a good few years to live..."

Listening to his words, Qian Du's heart sank for some reason, and he got up gently and said, "Sir, take it easy, there is no incurable disease in the world. I will tell Zhang Zhongtang when I go back."

"Stop for a moment." Li Wei opened his eyes, looked at Qian Du and sighed, "I have two major regrets in my life. One is that I shouldn't be overbearing, and I had trouble with Mr. Yang Song, which made him sit in the prison. In fact, in the early years We get along very well... This matter is irreparable; the second is the mysterious case in Texas, which has not been solved yet. Two months ago, right? That Liu Kang came to Beijing for an audience, and he dared to come to my place to pay his respects! This is not a rat game An old cat? But Mrs. He Jian has no news, no plaintiff, and no evidence, so it's not easy to file a case. Just ask me, as long as you have a letter from her, let me know!"

Seeing that he was so self-cleaning, Qian Du couldn't help feeling ashamed: It's the most convenient for him to find evidence, and even he is half of the witness, so he doesn't have the courage to do so.Thinking about it, Qian Du casually comforted Li Wei and resigned.

Fu Heng's mansion is completely like another world.When Qian Du walked into the grand gate of the five-coupled couplets, he heard the faint sound of the flute and the zither coming from the mansion.Hearing that it was Zhang Tingyu's messenger, the gatekeeper didn't even report it, so he sent someone to the garden with money to cross the willow field.During the national mourning period, all civil and military officials all over the world stopped enjoying themselves.Fu Heng was so bold, Qian Du couldn't help but secretly surprised, and hurriedly asked the long follower who led the way: "Is your lord in the garden?"

"Master and empress selected twelve actors from the Changchun Garden to reward our Lord." Chang Sui smiled, "Master Heng dare not accept it, Lord Long Live said that after three years of mourning, we will have a subject of erudite CI, and the whole world will be rewarded." Daqing cannot be without music. It is inconvenient to teach in the palace, so we asked our master to practice the moves for these actors." Qian Du couldn't help laughing secretly: This job is not bad.

Walking through several corridors, looking from a distance, I saw a large water pavilion built in the middle of Haizi in the garden. The white marble fence stone bridge zigzags and goes straight to the shore. There are stone tables, bamboo chairs and chairs under a row of thick weeping willows on the shore. .Fu Heng and a dozen or so screen friends were chatting and laughing.The breeze passed by, the willows whirled, and the lotus leaves rolled.Just came here from Li Wei's dull study, and suddenly felt refreshed.The singing girl on the stage sang:
To open up Hongmeng, who is the love?It's all just for the love of Fengyue.But what a day, when I am sad, when I am lonely, try to get rid of my stupidity...

Qian Du walked slowly to the willow tree, listening to the sound across the water.This singing sound like chants, sighs, melancholy, and smoothness is like mercury pouring down the ground, as if it penetrates the pores of a person's body and skin, and penetrates directly into the heart.Qian Du was also dumbfounded.

"Oh, Qian Du, we are old acquaintances." Fu Heng listened fascinatedly until the end of the song, and the lingering lingering sound was gone, then he came back to his senses, turned his face and smiled and said: "Don't ask about prosperity and decline when you are a beginner, but you will know when you see your appearance." Know—Mr. Jinke is not proud, is he? Fang Qing—pass over the file that Mr. Qian took.” Then I saw the girl playing the fan behind Fu Heng walked around a few Qingke chairs and came to take the file, holding the file in both hands. Give it to Fu Heng.Fu Heng took it out and took a look, then put it on the coffee table.Only then did Qian Du notice that it turned out that Cao Xueqin was sitting opposite Fu Heng.Qian Du laughed and said, "Brother Xueqin came to Liu Ye's mansion to be the guest of honor?"

Cao Xueqin was wearing a gray poplin gown, waving a bamboo fan of Concubine Xiang, leaning forward and smiling, "Thanks to Master Liu, I work as an errand in the Right Wing Zongxue, but I just earn a living. Long live rewarded Lord Fu Liu with twelve gold hairpins, teaching Singing and dancing, I'm just here to make fun of you." "A song that captivates everyone, and you still call it 'for fun'?" Fu Heng smiled heartily, "You wouldn't come if it wasn't for Fang Qing! Isn't it Fang Qing? ?” A dozen or so Qing customers burst into laughter.Some said: "We have seen it a long time ago, and today the sixth master has made the truth clear." Some said: "Dong Weng used Fang Qing as bait to catch Mr. Cao's poems!" The guest stood up and said with a smile: "If we talk about it, we just have fun. The last time Master Heng was eating wine with Xueqin in the flower hall, it was Fangqing who held the wine. Xueqin was like that at the time—" He imitated it .He took a steady look at Fang Qing, lowered his eyelids, as if he couldn't help but sneak another glance. "Fang Qing looked like this at that time—" Mouse Beard imitated Fang Qing's appearance again: he first twisted his waist coyly, lowered his head shyly and fiddled with the skirt of his clothes, and then glanced at Cao Xueqin, "—— Sixth Master, how can I imitate it?" Fu Heng was drinking tea, and was so teased by him that he spat out the whole thing with a "poof", and said repeatedly: "Like like... that's it!"

"Are the masters and slaves happy?" Fang Qing blushed with embarrassment, stole a glance at Cao Xueqin, spat, turned and left.Qian Du couldn't help laughing out loud when he saw that Qing Ke learned so well.Seeing that Cao Xueqin was embarrassed by everyone's laughter, Fu Heng turned to Fangqing and said, "Don't go, it's no fun to go away." Then he said to Cao Xueqin, "You promise me one thing, I will send Fangqing to you today. "

Cao Xueqin's eyes flashed, and he smiled without saying a word.

"Last time you said that you were writing "A Dream of Red Mansions." Fu Heng smiled and said, "How is the writing going now! Send me the manuscript, and I want to see it first." Cao Xueqin pondered for a moment, then said with a smile: "Sixth Master How dare you disobey your fate? But it is still too early for this book to be finished. Prince Yi is going to go there, write a chapter and copy it, and then send it back to the original manuscript. The sixth master wants to see it, so I have to ask Fang Qing to copy it for you Come on. Even the song I just sang is from the book. Liu Ye, how about I copy another song for you right now?" He said and stood up.On the ready-made pen and paper on the coffee table next to the willow tree, I saw Cao Xueqin thought for a while and wrote quickly:
One is Langyuan fairy flower, and the other is beautiful jade flawless.If you say there is no romance, you will meet him again in this life; if you say there is a romance, how will your heart end with nothing?One was surprised in vain, and the other was worried about it in vain.One is the moon in the water, and the other is the flower in the mirror.Think how many teardrops there are in your eyes, how can you prevent autumn from flowing into winter, and spring from flowing into summer!

"Good, good!" Fu Heng even praised. "Jiuzhuanyichang is so sad and sad, it's really fascinating-you see, Fangqing is crazy again!" He called out repeatedly: "Send this song to the side of Shuixiezi, call me Twelve golden hairpins blending exercise!"

Cao Xueqin did not put down his pen: "Sixth master speaks like a tripod, Cao Jiner is really satisfied. Although I can't use the book to teach now, I will write a poem first to commemorate today's joy!" Everyone applauded immediately after hearing this. wonderful.I saw Xueqin writing quickly and writing:

The cloud temples are low and the servant girl is Pei Mingdang, and the Qing songs of the Yaochi are played by the palace merchants.

Flying to Jinghong and disappointed Zijian, tactfully wandering the dragon and worrying about Luoyang.

Playing the pipa music in the workshop, the half-boat poets are heartbroken.

Since Fu Shiling should be very happy, he will teach the barbarian ghosts to show off!
After writing, put down the pen lightly, smiled at Fang Qing and said, "God knows and the earth knows you and I know, let's go!" Fang Qing stared at Cao Xueqin's dark eyes, lowered her head shyly, and tiptoed to the ground For a long time, as if he had made up his mind, he gave Fu Heng two blessings upright, and said in a low voice: "Thank you master... Fangqing will never forget to chant Buddha and burn incense for you all day long... "After that, he and Cao Xueqin went back and forth, and went there generously.

"It's really a rare talent in the world!" Fu Heng looked at the backs of the two wistfully, and sighed in amazement, "In comparison, we royal relatives are really like dirt." Qian Du was listening to him expressing this noble feeling, He also said with emotion: "Master Liu is happy today, and even I have helped my son to feast his eyes and ears—if you have no other orders, I should go back." Fu Heng smiled and said: "Zhang Zhaojie has come to the capital. This is his case file sent by Tingyu. The emperor intends to ask Tongxun and me to pass the decree for interrogation. Tongxun is the presiding judge and has gone to receive the decree in the morning. I am also going to beekeeping. Come on, you go back to the military plane , we can still go on the same road for a while." The Qingke said that someone had already rushed to tell Fu Heng to prepare a horse.

Fu Heng and Qian Du rode one in front of the other, surrounded by their families, and they parted ways when they reached the alley deep in Huahua.Fu Heng rode his horse across the alley, and turned two more bends, which was the beekeeping lane.Fu Heng saw Liu Tongxun standing in front of the Prison Temple waiting for him from afar.Turning over and getting off the horse, he threw the reins to his family members, went up to meet him and said with a smile: "You came earlier than me, I thought you didn't come until after Shen Shi!"

"The lowly position has just arrived." Liu Tongxun was dressed in imperial robes and boots, sweating all over his face, greeted Fu Heng, got up and wiped his sweat, and said, "Sixth Master is sitting on the bench, how dare the lowly position be contemptuous? "While talking, he stretched out his hand to let Fu Heng enter the temple, and said: "It's cool here, let's discuss it first before doing business."

The Prison Temple with beekeeping is said to be a "temple", but in fact it has long since been converted into a temporary detention center.About a stone's throw to the south of here is the prison of the Ministry of punishment, commonly known as Tianlao.During the reign of Kangxi, this place belonged to the Clan House of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, which specially imprisoned the relatives and dignitaries of the clan who violated the law.The old Prince Yi Yunxiang (the father of Hong Xiao), the elder brother Yun, and the tenth elder brother Yun all once squatted in the classroom here.Therefore, Beijingers jokingly call this place the "Drowned Brother's Office". Perhaps because of this bad reputation, it was transferred under the jurisdiction of Dali Temple in the third year of Yongzheng, and later under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Punishment. If you commit a crime, you will be sent far away to Zhengjiazhuang.The Prison Temple, which has undergone several changes, has long since lost its shrines and seats, and even the couplets have been eradicated.Except for the main hall, the houses are not big, and the surrounding walls are made of water-polished blue bricks, which are almost twice as tall as ordinary houses. They are three feet thick, and no matter how poisonous the sun is, they can't penetrate them. Therefore, whenever you enter this courtyard, it will be gloomy. Senliang Jinjin.When Fu Heng and Liu Tongxun walked through the corridor to the main hall, all the sweat on their bodies had disappeared.

"Alas... I really didn't expect that Zhang Detian would be detained here to listen to my interrogation by Fu Heng!" Fu Heng frowned, bowed his head and sighed, "He is my teacher! I learned temperament from him, and I learned piano and chess from him. With him, when he was six years old, he practiced calligraphy with my hands. How can I face him now?" He covered his face with his hands, tears rolled out.

(End of this chapter)