Emperor Kangxi: Yuyu Chengxiang

Chapter 5 Yang Qilong Reminiscing about Old Events Before the Temple
Kangxi hoped that the sky would be fine, but some people were cursing the sky.He is Yang Qilong, the false third prince of Zhu who fled in the capital in the twelfth lunar month of the 12th year of Kangxi and failed to escape.He has been hiding in the Tianwang Temple in Congzhong Town, north of Handan City, for five years. More than 200 lives were exchanged for him to go out of Beijing alone. He had hoped to get back together and deal with the imperial court again. Unexpectedly, his long-cherished wish has not been fulfilled. The bitterness, anger, and hatred in his heart burned him bald like fire, so he simply spent a lot of money. The purchase degree is out of the house.

Facing Congzhong to the east is the famous Huangliangmeng Town. Whenever the sun rises, you can see the mist between the double eaves of the dangerous buildings of Huangliangmeng Temple from the temple steps.No matter Cong Zhong or Huang Liang Meng, both names are extremely unlucky to him, but Yang Qilong doesn't care.Firstly, all the incense halls in Zhili and Shandong have been wiped out, and he does not want to go to Weishan Lake to join Liu Tiecheng, a water bandit; The flower, as long as he stretched out his hand to touch it, it would bleed, which aroused his memories of the sad past.He just "traveled" in the Tianshan Mountains last month, and returned from the long trek in Zhungeer, his exhaustion has gradually disappeared.In this densely populated place in the Central Plains, people call him "Golden Monk". No one would have imagined that this humble monk once served as the leader of the "Zhong Sanlang" Xiangtang with 200 million disciples and is still the imperial court today. The "False Third Prince Zhu" who was strictly ordered to arrest.

At this moment, it has already entered the watch. Monk Jin is sitting on the stone steps in front of the temple, staring blankly at the new night sky after the rain, secretly hating: why don’t we continue to rain for three years day and night, and start a flooded world again? Land sinking in Kyushu, turning the world upside down?Even if I drown myself, I'm happy with it!He had a lot of money, and he was buried two hundred steps west of the temple, and now he is enclosed under the old mulberry tree in the back garden of Han Liu's family, a famous local Neng woman.That was the 60 taels of military pay that Hunan sent to Beijing that year. It was robbed intact and buried eight feet deep.He also has weapons, and there is a stone storehouse under the steps. In addition to thousands of swords, spears, swords and halberds, there is also a well-made musket, which was given by Zakharov, the special envoy of the Raksha Kingdom in Zhungeer this time.The two novice monks who guarded the treasury for him had gradually "died of illness" two years ago in order to keep them from leaking secrets.

Monk Jin stared at the "Ziwei" constellation in a daze: there are so many wonders in the world!The "San Francisco" headed by Wu Sangui has millions of people. It once ran across eleven provinces. It collapsed within five years and turned into ashes. What kind of magic did this kid Xuanye (Kangxi name) use to win people's hearts so quickly? ?He caressed the cold stone steps, and thought of the muskets in the stone storehouse, and the secret conversation with Gerdan in the northwest five months ago vividly appeared before his eyes...

"Gordan Khan," Colonel Zakharov, who looked like a bucket, was wearing a neat military uniform, his spurs were creaking on the wooden floor, and a small Cossack mustache was raised up on his fair face, There was a faint light in the gray eyes, "As you know, in front of you is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of Ming Dynasty. I had the honor to meet him in Chahar with Lord Graini - I remind you again Chance, well, chance is fair and ruthless to anyone. The south of China is still in chaos. His Highness Zhu represents the Ming Dynasty, and you represent the Yuan Dynasty. If you march south, your shame will be wiped away. It's the only chance—the only one, understand?" He spoke Chinese and Mongolian so beautifully that he didn't need translation at all.

Ge Erdan looked only in his 30s, with a long, angular face under a leather hat.He listened quietly, and for a long time Fang said carefully: "Thank you, Colonel, for reminding again. You are so smart and wise. I believe His Majesty Peter will reward you with a more honorable medal. But what I can't understand is that your army was in the battle of Mucheng. After being frustrated, why did you accept the threat of Zhou Peigong, the admiral of Fengtian, and intercept the [-] muskets that you promised to supply to me? To tell you the truth, I believe that the court of your country does not believe you. I have no intention of going south to fight with you The Qing Dynasty competed in the Central Plains, and only wanted to restore my Mongolian homeland. Although the tribal rebellion in Chechnya was quelled, my strength was also greatly damaged; the Lama Sanggyi Rinco in Tibet was hesitant and refused to cooperate, so marching troops to the Central Plains could only be Extravagant hopes." Zakharov waited calmly for him to finish, stared and thought for a while, then suddenly smiled and said: "Khan, don't tell lies in front of real people. Since you don't want to conquer the Central Plains, why did you send so Many people pretended to be refugees to collect military intelligence in Shaanxi, Shanxi, Zhili and other places? I am afraid that it is true to restore their homeland. Isn’t Beijing’s original name called "Yuan Dadu"? As for the guns, we have to be perfunctory in diplomacy, and You know, that happened in mid-July, and the ruler of our country is now the great Peter..." At this point, Galdan Fujin personally came over with three cups of milk tea on a silver tray, and while arranging the guests, he greeted Galdan smiled and said, "Eagles have their fill too? I heard the colonel is right, this prince—" She smiled charmingly at Monk Jin, "with him as your guide, is the eagle on the grassland right?" You will get lost over the Yellow River."

"Thank you, Fujin." Monk Jin bowed back, picked up the milk tea, and drank it all in one gulp even though he felt it was smelly. He cleared his throat and said, "I've talked a lot with Da Khan, and Da Khan refuses to take risks. There's nothing I can do about it." No matter. I just came here to avenge my father. I don’t want to be emperor for a long time. Yesterday, the sweat said to give me money, and according to Meng Lang’s words, I am not short of money. If that’s the case, I will set off tomorrow gone."

Ge Erdan laughed and said, "Third Prince, although I am a barbarian and Di, as you say, I actually love Sinology very much. There is a saying in the Han people that 'haste makes waste', and I guess it is the same thing as 'too much is too late' ——Why are you in a hurry? Stay here with me and discuss it slowly. "

"Discuss slowly?" Zakharov spread his hands, shrugged and smiled, "You don't have the word 'great' in your oriental dictionary. But I want to say that the young emperor of China is really a great man. He easily He captured Duke Oboi; now he is going to quell the rebellion of Prince Wu Sangui. Before the war is over, he is preparing to march to Taiwan. I am sure that he is already thinking of you! If you continue to delay like this, he will attack you in the future. It wasn't you who beat him!" He spoke quickly and loudly, with a harsh hiss in his voice, and several people in the hall couldn't help shivering.Monk Jin clasped his hands together and said, "Isn't your step too worried about China's affairs? Khan, since you don't want to go east now, and I heard that you are repairing your watch and seeking peace with Kangxi, I am really useless here. I will win tomorrow." Set off to go back."

Ge Erdan spent several days with Monk Jin, and he admired his Sinology very much. It was his purpose to enter the Central Plains, and he really needed such a guide in his tent.Hearing Monk Jin say this, Ge Erdan smiled sullenly, and said: "Third Prince, I really regard you as a close friend. Although the principle of 'distanced friendship and close attack' you mentioned is very profound, but it is very practical. I am willing to keep you. We in Mongolia have gold, famous horses, and beauties—my daughter Zhong Xiaozhen has always liked Han people, and her name is Han. If the third prince doesn’t like it, why don’t you get married?" After finishing speaking, he examined Jin Monk's face.

Just as he was speaking, Ge Erdan's daughter Xiaozhen rushed out from the back hall like a whirlwind, and said loudly: "I don't want to! Although I admire the big man, because we have been a family since ancient times. I don't like you white-faced people to provoke! I I have already been engaged to little Musar, so why do you ask me to marry this monk?" Then, with tears in his eyes, he glanced at Fujin coldly, and shouted inside: "Old Hu, take your matouqin, Come with me to the ranch!"

An old man in his 50s came out wearing a Mongolian robe, bowed to Ge Erdan and Fujin with some hesitation, and said, "My lord, the princess asked me to go!" "Don't just learn Chinese characters from Xiaozhen," Fujin was sitting on the side, feeling unhappy seeing Xiaozhen ignoring him, he plucked his eyebrows and reprimanded Old Hu Dao, "You have to control her to learn some rules! Her mother is dead, and now I'm Fujin, and I don't even have a greeting ceremony." !” Knowing that their mother and son had always been at odds, Galdan waved his hands and said, “Go, go!”

"My lord, Fujin's kindness, I appreciate it." Monk Jin leaned forward and said, "I have been a man for two lifetimes, and I have no intention of marrying a wife. I can't live without the hatred of destroying the country and the hatred of the king and father. Listen to what the lord says. If you want to force me to stay, I can't do it!" As he said, he took out the red-hot torch from the brazier, like holding a fiery red branch, with hatred in his eyes, lit the torch as if nothing had happened, and patted his cheek After burning, a string of white tobacco rose up, and the smell of burnt human flesh immediately filled the hall.There was a sudden silence in the hall, Zakharov and Galdan turned pale with shock, Fujin clapped his hands together and recited "Buddha" before fainting.

"I came here to weep for the court of Qin." Enduring the great pain, Monk Jin slowly put down the fire chopsticks, and said with a wry smile, "If you can't fulfill your wish, I don't resent anyone. I am disfigured here, just to express my heart, and this fire." The same. This fire burned me today, and I hope that one day in the future, I can use the same fire to die with Kangxi!"

Gerdan had never seen such a tough guy before, he rushed over and shook Monk Jin's shoulder excitedly, and said in a trembling voice: "Good brother! You—you just... just wait and see!" Zakharov is Ge The special envoy sent by Lainey to Yabei to instigate Galdan's invasion, the life and death of the Chinese has nothing to do with him, seeing this scene, his heart is also shocked.He walked back and forth a few steps, and said without turning his head: "Mr. Zhu, I know that you have more than 300 secret strongholds in the south of the Yangtze River, and you have armed Liu Tiecheng with [-] people in Weishan Lake, but it is difficult to get rid of Kangxi with these alone." Impossible - few people - totally impossible."

"Knowing it can't be done." Monk Jin didn't expect Zakharov to be so familiar with his inside story, he glanced at Zakharov in surprise, and said calmly: "I can only resign myself to it. But Your Excellency I only know one, I don’t know the other, I have my own way!"

"Huh?" Zakharov turned around abruptly, bent down and approached Monk Jin's face, and said word for word, "So, can you tell me?"

"Amitabha!" Monk Jin closed his eyes and shook his head.

(End of this chapter)