Chapter 17 In the seventeenth chapter of the moon, there are no imperial envoys who sighed and offered their loyalty to the emperor at the end of his life.

Seeing Fu Heng's demeanor, Team Leader Jiang couldn't figure out what was going on. After thinking about it, he ordered someone to seal the yard, then turned around and left.After a while, an official walked in, stood in front of the eaves and asked Fu Heng: "Your husband wants to see me? What's your surname, Taifu?" "Please talk in the room." Fu Heng said lightly, and gave up his hand, and then said to Piao Gao and others: "The matter is unclear, you guys go back to the room temporarily. I will talk to the county magistrate here." Without saying a word, Piao Gao led Juanjuan and Yao Qin into the west chamber with a wave of his hand, and looked at Yao Qin while lighting the lights.Yao Qin looked through the window to see that there was no one outside, and said with a smile: "I didn't want to commit a crime at first. Sister Juan danced with a sword. I took time to watch the fun. I met old man Shi to seize the tenant. Several tenants refused to obey, and started fighting with Zhuang Ding , asked people to put mud soup in the wet mud. A group of women cried miserably. We are righteous people. I really can't understand it, so I secretly gave that bad old man a dart. I didn't want his life. Who knows that the shot missed a bit, and it happened to hit his throat..." Juanjuan said: "The Patriarch has an order not to embarrass the officials, how dare you disobey the order? If you miss the shot, who will believe you!"

"It's really missed." Yao Qin said with a playful smile: "Why are you facing the government? Who took Pan Shijie's dart boat? The government is still arresting you now! I see Sister Juan, it's probably— —" He looked at Piao Gao's face, and didn't dare to say any more.Juanjuan didn't blame Yao Qin, but also took a look at Piao Gao. Piao Gao's face was gloomy.As soon as Fu Heng left Beijing, the chief rudder ordered him to follow.Of course he knew Fu Heng's identity.Young, and a member of the royal family, it would be great if he could be drawn to defend the teaching.Just a little bit of clues, but was spoiled by this naughty apprentice, safety is a big deal right now.After thinking for a while, Piao Gao sighed heavily, and said: "You have caused a lot of trouble, what should you do if the chief rudder blames you? That old man Shi didn't kill the tenant, and you hurt his life, which is not in line with Zhengyang's canon. Why are you so reckless? ! Is he going to increase the rent?"

"There is a reason here." Yao Qin said: "This year there is an imperial decree that money and food will be exempted all over the world. The tenants have to pay four or six rents to share the emperor's grace. The old rich man is stingy, saying that the land price has risen, and originally he wanted to increase it. Renting, now it is worse than renting is already a grace. There is still trouble, so I have to find another breeder. For this, a few tenants reasoned, and a fight broke out, and seven or eight tables were overturned at the banquet. Mr. Liu in the county Persuasion from both sides, no one listened, just let the surnamed Shi gossip and beat people..." Still wanting to stop talking, Piao Gao waved his hand to stop him, and said gloomyly: "You don't want to say anything! I, Yun Yuanshen, listen to them What are you talking about in the upper room!"

In the upper room, Fu Heng has revealed his identity to Liu Zhixian. "According to what you just said, there was a dispute between the landlord and the tenant. During the chaos, someone beat Shi Yingli to death. Since you said that the tenant did not beat him to death, why did you torture the tenant? It is very inappropriate. You came to disturb me for a reason. I I don't blame you either. But you, as a parent, condescend to your honor, and come to such a banquet, you are helping Shi and Shi. Do you know?" "Understanding." Liu Zhixian bowed respectfully, and said: "Actually, Shi Yingli and the tenant head here came to the county to invite the humble official. In Zhili province, Zhengding Prefecture is the most difficult to govern. Huolu is Zhengding Prefecture The most unruly county, every year the landlord and tenant are at odds, and people die. The landlord and tenant are always afraid at this time. Shi Yingli is the largest landlord in this county. Not only does he have land here, but there is another one in the north of the county. Suddenly, when I came here, I only wanted nothing to happen, and I didn't dare to take sides." Fu Heng smiled and said: "So, I have wronged you. It is really embarrassing that Mr. Shi is so generous and lost his life." It's a pity." Liu Zhixian said with a smile: "The rent collection on February 8 is already higher, and the imperial decree exempts the tax. It should have been distributed to the tenants. Shi Yingli is a bit greedy. It is clear and clear that the landlord takes advantage of the reason and not the love. It is not reasonable to take advantage of the situation, the imperial envoy is not bad."

Fu Heng got up and paced slowly, went to the door and looked at the bright moon in the sky, sighed for a long time, and said: "Although this month is good, there is nothing in the world!" "My lord, you—" "I mean, the emperor's grace is so great that it has not spread to the common people." Fu Hengqi's long body moved in the shadow of the moon, and he said slowly: "The days of peace have been long, the land has been merged fiercely, the per unit yield of the land is getting higher and higher, and the price of the land is also rising. If you don't go out of the capital, you can read as much as you want." It’s hard to know the economics here!” He turned his face and stared at the slightly flickering candlelight, as if admonishing and talking to himself: “30% of the rich occupy 60% of the land, 70% of the poor occupy only 40% of the land. It has become a land, and it is getting worse. Only 30% of the poor people get the real benefits. This is a great thing. I will tell you to find a way as soon as possible. It is not easy to be an official, and it is even more difficult to be a local official. You must remember, Annexation of land is a big hidden worry, because if it is annexed, the rich and the poor will be extreme, and the emperor's grace will not be spread, and accidents will easily occur." County magistrate Liu said with a smile: "Master imperial envoy, it is not a problem if there is no drought or flood." Fu Heng said: "How can there be such a good thing? The Jianshan Dam in Zhejiang Province collapsed last year, and the Yellow River collapsed in Gaojiayan this year. Isn't this both a disaster?" He paused, then suddenly changed the subject, and asked, "Do you know that the white lotus is here?" What about teaching missions?"

"Yes," County Magistrate Liu said, "not only here, but also in all counties of Zhili Province. Julu and Qinghe are the most numerous, and the names are different. There are Tianyijiao, Hunyuanjiao, and Wushenglaomu. Jiao, Zhengyang Jiao, Hongyang Jiao, Baiyang Jiao... I can't list them all in humble positions." Fu Heng seemed surprised when he heard "Zhengyang Jiao", and said, "I'm asking about the White Lotus Sect." County Magistrate Liu said with a smile: "My lord, how can anyone dare to blatantly say that they belong to the 'White Lotus Sect'? These large and small cults are all variants of the White Lotus Sect. .”

Fu Heng stared at the west chamber with gloomy eyes, and it became clear that the three of Piao Gao were indeed the remaining veins of the White Lotus Sect. Thinking of the velvet rope that would break if it was pulled, and the scene of Cai Juanjuan dancing the sword just now. Ghostly.There was a shock in his heart and he shuddered—even Juanjuan was not sure whether she was a human or a ghost.Fu Heng bit his lower lip and said, "Magistrate Liu." "The humble job is here." "The three people living in the west chamber are... missionaries of the cult." "I don't know which teaching it is from?"

"Zhengyang Sect." Fu Heng originally firmly believed that Yao Qin "had never left him an inch", but now he hesitated again, and said after a while: "They may not have killed Shi Yingli, but they are guilty of preaching, and they should be taken down." Liu Zhixian hurriedly said: "Yes, my lord analyzed it very well. Ming. I'll make arrangements for the humble job!" Fu Heng shook his head and said, "They are extremely capable, and people like you can't handle it at all." "That……" "You go back to order soldiers at night."

"tie!" "Hush! Bring some magical objects to suppress evil, prepare some excrement and sewage, in case they have black magic - I want to live." "tie!" When Liu Zhixian led the yamen servants to evacuate out of the store, Fu Heng called blind man Wu over, said what he had said just now, and asked, "Do you think you are their opponent? If it is not safe, we will leave the store now." Wu The blind man smiled and said: "I'm not going to suffer from them. It's true that they are good at kung fu. If you put the sword right in the battle, you need to dance the sword like that? Don't make a fuss, just do what you want. "

Fu Heng's nervous and excited heart calmed down a little, he stepped out of the room steadily, stood on the porch and laughed loudly: "Piao Gao Daoist—they are gone, please come here, we will still enjoy the moon with wine." No one answered. Boheng called out again, but no one answered.Blind Wu knew that there had been a change in his feelings, and said, "You arrogant Taoist, you have such a big air!" He didn't come any closer, but kept a distance of three zhang, and pushed his hands out of thin air, and the door slammed open with a loud bang. .A gust of wind blew in, and the lamp on the window sill was almost blown out.Wu Xia rushed into the room at a stride, but saw the dim green light, and the room was full of paper ashes, and he was already like a yellow crane!

"Let's go." Fu Heng looked into the room, frowned and said, "I didn't intend to hurt them, I just wanted to know what the foundation of Zhengyang Sect is...they come and go without a trace...isn't it good to use the skills in the right place? He picked up a scrap of paper left over from the burnt paper and looked at it. It was the rice paper he used to write poems. Once connected to Fu Heng's several memorials, they were all full of words. Qianlong was not in a hurry to add approval, but only replied: "Understood." It's not that Fu Heng's memorials are not important, but that they are too important. He has to think about it carefully. .Since Fu Heng went down, he has received reports repeatedly, floods in Anfu, Jiangxi, floods in 20 prefectures and counties in Suzhou, Anhui, floods in Xiaoxian County, Jiangsu, and 16 prefectures and counties in Wuxi. The Japanese Imperial Examination; unfortunately, the Grand Scholar Zhu Shiyi fell ill, and then the Grand Scholar Chen Yuanlong died of illness.Li Wei was completely bedridden and Ertai was also sick and asked to rest.Qianlong summoned the imperial physician to check the pulse record every day and inquire about the condition; he distributed the seasonal fruits tribute from various places to these veterans; sometimes he even visited the sick bed in person. Within one month, four or five senior officials of the Xi Dynasty fell ill one after another, and Qianlong couldn't help feeling a little flustered, always feeling that the omens were bad, as if something was going to happen.The Neqin around him has not been in the center for a long time, and he is still not very good at managing politics and the army. Zhang Tingyu is also a person in his 70s.Qianlong was afraid that the two ministers were also exhausted.After October, they were given two houses outside Xihuamen, and Zhang Tingyu was authorized to handle the memorial in the prime minister's mansion, so as to save the two of them from traveling back and forth, and secondly, they could be summoned at any time for urgent matters.After such a resettlement, Qianlong felt more at ease.Unexpectedly, as soon as he stabilized, the Ministry of Rites and the Imperial College reported at the same time: Yang Mingshi suffered from storm disease!Qianlong immediately ordered Gao Wuyong to ask Naqin to come over. "master……" Neqin came in for a while, because he saw that Qianlong didn't raise his head and was only thinking about things, he knelt aside and didn't dare to disturb him. Later, when Qianlong turned around and saw himself, he kowtowed and said: "The servant is here. Today I will follow Lu Zhuo's report, Zhejiang The Jianshan Dam has been closed, and the flood has blocked it. Lu Zhuo himself got sick from being soaked in the water." "Is Lu Zhuo seriously ill?" "No problem. He just suffered from a bit of wind and cold, and he has a headache." He was afraid that the master would be thinking about the autumn flood, so he had to ask someone to write the performance for him. Qianlong took a heavy breath and said: "I have scared the patients these days, what's the matter?"The disease of dying one after another?Anyway, when you go to the study, you are also considerate of those who work! " The errands of going to the study have always been just delivering memorials and counseling military and political affairs.Since the establishment of the Military Aircraft Department during the Yongzheng period, the power has been transferred.Qianlong ascended the throne, changed to listen to the government at Qianqing Gate, and transferred Neqin to enter the military office and study room, leaving only a few Hanlin to serve Qianlong's pen and ink occasionally, which has long existed in name only.In the past, when senior members of the first and second ranks reported their illnesses, the imperial hospital reported directly to the emperor, which had nothing to do with going to the study room.Neqin originally wanted to persuade Qianlong a few words, but after hearing that he went to the study room to blame, it was not easy to say, so he bowed after a long while and said: "Yes." He took out a folder from his sleeve, and said in a whisper: "This is... ...This is Zhu Shi's legacy. He died this morning at Yinshi..." Qianlong took the will and let out a sigh of relief, and said: "Zhu Shi was once my master! What a wonderful person he is... I can't understand Hongxiao when I talk about it. I can say it more than ten times, and everyone else can listen to it." Tired, but he is still so calm. He and Fang Bao are both on duty in the upper study. Fang Bao is a commoner, and he is a second-rank official. He walks and sits behind humbly. I once asked him, what is the reason for doing this? It’s not in line with etiquette, he said, ‘Everyone in the world pays respects to the noble and the humble, but I have always attached great importance to character and learning. Otherwise, how can I be courteous to the corporal?’ Thinking about it now, it still seems like yesterday!” The emperor favored him, thanked Dade for his words, and made his last wish later: Everything in the country is rooted in the heart of the king, and the first thing in politics is to manage money and employ people.The ministers checked the state reserves, and the funds were abundant. Later, some ministers with favorable words proposed to increase them, and begged the sage to strictly reprimand them.As for employing people, there is a slight difference between right and wrong, public and private, which is especially easy to confuse.When choosing a gentleman and a villain and advancing and retreating, be cautious!This is the offering of the minister when he was dying. Holding this memorial, Qianlong felt heavy, and after a while he sighed "Ah...", put the memorial on the case, and said: "Kneel down! The Ministry of Internal Affairs gave Zhang Tingyu a catty of ginseng, and called the Ministry of Rites Draw up a posthumous title for Master Zhu and come in and present it to me." "tie!" Naqin agreed and withdrew.Qianlong looked at the over-foot-thick memorial on the case, reluctantly walked a few steps forward, stopped again, and asked someone to come in to change his clothes.He suddenly remembered that he hadn't had breakfast yet, so he ordered two more plates of uterus to eat slowly, got up and told: "I'm going to Master Zhu's house for a walk." Gao Wuyong saw that the sky was turning dark, as if it was about to change, Hurriedly fetching a piggy and monkey skin bag, he followed Qianlong out in a hurry. Zhu Shi lives in Beiyuhuang Street.He was a Jinshi in the 33rd year of Kangxi, and he only served as governor of Zhejiang for one year in his more than 40 years of official career. He was promoted to Yushi of Youdu because of his success in cleaning up Hainingtang Shazhuo, but he has been engaged in water conservancy and land reclamation. It was changed to Prince Master, President Shengzu Shilu, Qianlong ascended the throne and President Sejong Shilu.Therefore, he has almost never held real power in his life, so the funeral is very deserted.Qianlong's chariot drove through the empty Beiyuhuang Street, and there were almost no official sedan chairs.In front of the gate of Zhu Shi's house, the white spirit flags trembled in the north wind.Qianlong supported Gao Wuyong's shoulders to get down, and when he looked around, he saw two green woolen official sedan chairs parked in front of the screen wall, and they were receiving funeral guests inside, the suona and sheng reed were playing shrilly, and faint bursts of crying could be heard.Qianlong felt sad, and the music inside suddenly stopped, and then he saw Zhu Shi's wife Zhu Yinshi came out with four sons in a filial piety. Come to the house in person? Please come back to Luan, the lord, and thank you with weeping blood..." "Master Zhu can't be, who else can be?" Qianlong raised his hands falsely, asked Zhu Yinshi to stand up, walked slowly into the mourning hall, saw Sun Jiagan and Shi Yizhi kneeling beside him, Qianlong nodded slightly, and walked to the mourning hall, I personally held incense and bowed, and seeing that there was a pen and inkstone next to me, I turned around and held a pen in my hand, pondered for a while, and wrote: The three courtiers of Yeer bowed and encouraged forty springs. Discipline the body like autumn water, but be respectful and loyal. The old way of Jianghai is restored, and the rice farmers still remember you. Now I go on a skip, and my voice and appearance are in my heart. After finishing writing, Qianlong approached Mrs. Zhu and asked, "Isn't the family planning difficult? How many sons?" Zhu Yinshi hurriedly wiped away tears and said: "Three sons, the eldest, Zhu Bikai, is now the head of the Ministry of Industry; the second, Zhu Ji, has been awarded a second-class Jinshi this year, and is serving as a judge in Dali Temple; the youngest, Zhu Bitan, has just At the age of twenty, he only entered school last year. Zhu Mo has never received a penny in his life, but the master usually rewards him a lot, and his livelihood is still decent." Looking at the house, Qianlong saw that although it was tall and spacious, it was dilapidated and dilapidated. There was a crack on the wall that was as wide as a finger, "This house was given by the holy grandfather. I will reward you with another one. Master Zhu is the title of captain of the cavalry, and it was taken by Zhu Bitan. Every year, he can also come from Guanglu Temple as usual." Get a little income. Zhu Ji should not be in Dali Temple, but turn around and ask the Ministry of Officials to point out a vacancy in Gyeonggi. If you have any difficulties in daily life, tell the Ministry of Rites, and they will take care of you." Zhu Yinshi felt sour and hot in her heart, and tears just flowed out. Choking with sobs, he said intermittently: "Master's heart... oh... I just ask these three sons to be loyal to the master..." Qianlong also shed tears and said: "The children Ding You are in vacancies, and their official positions are small, so they can't win. I am a student of Master Zhu, and I will send some gifts later, which is enough." Yun Lu and Hong Xiao brought dozens of officials, large and small, into the courtyard. They expected to know that they had come, and they all came to offer sacrifices. They sighed and said to Sun Jiagan and Shi Yi, "Yang Mingshi is ill over there. , I’m going to take a look too, you two follow.” After saying that, he came out, and all the officials, big and small, immediately knelt down in a big way. "According to my opinion, it is easy to be unmoved by poverty, and unyielding by power." Qianlong stood in front of the steps and said to the group of officials, "It is very difficult to be rich and honorable but not to be promiscuous! How many river workers and pond workers, the prime minister’s water conservancy and farmland, have passed tens of millions of taels of money, which is a fat job that others can’t compete for! He is so clean and honest—let me ask you ministers and workers, who still lives in such a house?” After saying that, he waved his hand. went. In front of Yang Mingshi's house, there is no one there.This is a newly-given mansion. Qianlong got out of the car to look at it, and said, "Don't you go to the wrong place? Why don't you even have a long entourage to guard the gate." Sun Jiagan laughed and said, "Yang Mingshi has this temperament. Here Look, Your Majesty, there is a notice board on the door. Sure enough, Qianlong saw a piece of Mandshurica mandshurica wood hanging on the east wall, which read: Don't be a sycophant and give lectures to young officials.This is also the kindness of my heart and the great affairs of the country.Please feel free to give me your advice if you are visiting the gentlemen who want to teach you with knowledge or rectify what you are not good at.If you seek something out of selfish desires, not only being not sycophantic, but not being able to do anything, how can the lords fall into not being sycophantic?Sincerely, Yang Mingshi. "This is his list of rejected customers." Shi Yizhi said beside him, "Even Sun Jiagan and I, who have the best personal relationship with him, will go to the Three Treasure Hall for everything." "Since ancient times, scholar-bureaucrats have encouraged themselves with fame and integrity." Qianlong sighed, "It would be nice to be like Master Zhu and Yang Mingshi. The days of peace have passed for a long time, and military officials are afraid of death. Civil servants love money. There is really no cure." Then he left Enter the house. The yard was quite lively, there were more than a dozen eunuchs standing on the porch, some were sweeping the floor, some were dusting the windows, and some were helping Yang Feng'er to make medicine in the east wing.Bursts of medicinal fragrance and firewood smoke wafted in the chilly and cold courtyard.There were also several imperial doctors discussing the pulse case in low voices in the west ear room.Seeing Qianlong coming in with two ministers, everyone was stunned.Qianlong frowned, and asked: "Which of you is the leader here?" An eunuch hurriedly ran from the upper room, kowtowed his head and said, "Slave Feng En kowtows to the master!" "Who sent you here?" Qianlong asked, "It's such a mess, is it to serve the sick?" Feng En smiled and said, "It was Qibeizi Hongsheng who sent us here. We used to work in Yuqing Palace. Taifu Yang was sick Now, there are few people in the family...these are all the little eunuch Sula who is serving in the study..." Qianlong finally realized that the eunuchs were sent by the students to serve the teacher's decoction, so he stopped talking and went straight to the upper room.Yang Mingshi's wife was sitting sideways on the edge of the kang feeding water, and two teenage girls were standing aside to wait on the towel.Seeing Qianlong coming in at first, the three of them didn't recognize each other. Seeing that Shi and Sun are both top-ranked, Qianlong is not an ordinary person, and he has nowhere to evade in a panic, which is very embarrassing.Yang Feng'er hurried in outside and said, "Ma'am, this is Lord Long Live." "Your Majesty!" Madam and the two maids knelt down on the ground with a plop, choked up and couldn't say a word.Qianlong leaned over to the kang and touched Yang Mingshi's forehead. He was soaked in sweat but not hot, and said, "This kang is too hot. Mr. Song, what do you think?" Yang Mingshi was lying on the kang in a daze, and slowly opened his eyes when he heard the call.Seeing that it was Qianlong, his eyes flashed suddenly, and two lines of tears silently flowed down his cheeks onto the pillow.Qianlong saw him moving his lips and his chest rising and falling rapidly, as if he wanted to say something, so he bowed his body and listened closely, but after listening for a long time, he only vaguely heard him say "brother..." Qianlong smiled and said: "It's nothing serious, bros. Don't be in a hurry, take care of it slowly. The illness comes like a mountain and goes away like a thread. If you get anxious, it will make the condition worse." Yang Mingshi seemed to be more excited, wriggling his lips, raised his right arm, He swiped weakly, then landed lazily again, looking at Sun Jiagan pleadingly. "Master," Sun Jiagan said with grief and surprise in his heart, "he wants paper and pen, and he has something to say." When he saw Yang Mingshi, he blinked and sighed, and hurried over to fetch pen and ink. Because the paper was too soft, he asked Mrs. Yang, "Is it convenient?" A bit of wood?" Mrs. Yang looked around, shook her head, and was about to speak when Qianlong said, "It doesn't matter what your illness is, Yin Tai suffered a severe stroke, and he still lived for twenty-five years, a full eighty years before he died. , don't rush." Yang Mingshi stared straight at Qianlong, and tried to sit up with his right arm.Only then did Mrs. Yang realize that her husband really had something urgent to report to the emperor, so she took a folding fan from the top of the cabinet in a hurry, and Shi Yizhi and Sun Jiagan helped him to half sit up.Yang Mingshi's left half of his body was as soft as mud, and his right half of his body could barely move, only shaking when he held the pen.It took a long time to draw out two characters crookedly, but it was still "Elder Brother".The third character can only be vaguely seen as walking (zhi), but I can't make out what it is.Yang Mingshi dropped his pen in despair, looked up to the sky and sighed, tears fell like rain, and could not utter a word. "Mr. Song, don't think about it now, no matter how big it is." Qianlong felt startled in his heart, but his face did not show it, and he leaned over and said in a warm voice: "I trust you, and you have to trust me. I will come back when I get better." Visit you." After finishing speaking, he came out and ordered the imperial doctor to present the prescription, and saw that it was nothing more than various medicines for dispelling wind, calming the nerves and calming evils, and because there was snow lotus in it, he said, "This is a powerful medicine for tigers and wolfs, take it away! I will call you tomorrow The doctor from the Imperial Hospital is coming to see the pulse—let's go."