Chapter 12 The twelfth meeting of Wenyou Emperor's master showcasing the demeanor of fighting tigers and Taoist nuns with secret intentions

What Mu Zixu presented was the joint memorial of Suo'etu and Xiong Cilu. In addition to reporting the current situation of the court, he also attached a letter written by Wu Ciyou from Anhui.Kangxi was very excited, and when he hurriedly opened it to look at it, he was still familiar with the handwriting. Looking at the upright, beautiful and meticulous Zhong Wang Xiaokai, Wu Ciyou's family's profound talent, honest and rigorous character, vividly appeared on the paper, Kangxi couldn't help but A burst of excitement. In this letter, Mr. Wu Ciyou reported what he had learned from his study tour in Shandong, Anhui and other places. He was full of optimism that the people would return to their hearts and scholars would turn to Hua.The letter mentioned Zhong Sanlang, a heretical cult that appeared recently. He deceived the public with evil words and conspired against the law. Please be on guard against it, so that it can be wiped out with one blow.But before the root cause is found out, one should be calm so as not to startle the snake.At the end of the letter, it is written: I think that the four directions are not peaceful at the moment, and peace should be the most important thing.

Boxing in the southeast, the world is in turmoil, and the northwestern border is troubled, it is difficult to calm down suddenly, so you can't calm the people, you can't talk about withdrawing the domain; you can't gather wealth, you can't talk about military affairs, I hope your majesty will think carefully.The minister has lost his holy face for a long time, and he can't forget it. For this, the lonely lamp is dim, and the grassy chapter is far away, so I can't help but burst into tears.I hope that Your Majesty will treasure the Eucharist and fulfill the hope of all people. "

Reading and reading, Kangxi's tears flowed down unconsciously.Mr. is in the mountains and forests, but he never forgets the country.The sincerity of worrying about the king and the people permeates between the lines.Who said that the Han people would not be used by the Celestial Dynasty?Mr. Wu, the outstanding scholar of the Han Chinese, is not more loyal than the royal relatives?With such a person as a good teacher and close friend, why should the world be troubled and the country's fortune not prosperous?At this moment, Kangxi was excited, but he couldn't help worrying about Wu Ciyou.Looking at the date on the back of the letter, it has been two months since this letter was sent.Where is sir now?Will he encounter any danger or danger?These days, the little Taoist Li Yuliang I met in Shahebao possessed unique skills and was jealous like a vengeful man, but his whereabouts were erratic and he came and went in a hurry.Is he a man or a woman?Why is he going to visit Mr. Wu?If he really admires Mr. Wu, if he can walk with him, he can also become his personal bodyguard.But, can he find Mr. Wu?

Kangxi's worries are not superfluous.A well-planned conspiracy is approaching Wu Ciyou, and the one who can save him is precisely the little Taoist Li Yuliang who disguises himself as a man. This Li Yuliang was originally from Zhenyuan County, Shaanxi Province, and her original name was Li Yunniang. She was an only daughter who had neither brothers nor sisters.Her family has been farming for generations and lived a poor life.That year natural disasters came and plagues spread.Overnight, my mother and aunt passed away one after another.In desperation, the old man sold the nine-year-old Yunniang to the local squire Mrs. Wang's family for a price of three taels of silver, and was sent to work as a rough envoy in the house of Mrs. Wang's young concubine. .The old man has two sons, the eldest Wang Shigui, who does business all year round; the second young master Wang Shirong is the brother of Fu Honglie and Wu Sangui's adviser we mentioned earlier.Wang Shirong was handsome in appearance and extremely witty. He was not only eloquent and eloquent, but also vicious in heart, cunning and ruthless, and capable of doing all kinds of bad things.This year, Wang Shirong was favored by Pingxi King Wu Sangui, and he was selected to be the Guizhou Tea Horse Daotai.Not many days after he came back, he took advantage of the opportunity when his father died of illness and his brother went out.He hooked up with his father's concubine, Cai Shi, and his own sister-in-law, Liu Shi.It was also Yunniang's misfortune, this morning, she went to clean the room for the concubine, and happened to encounter the scandal of the mother-in-law, daughter-in-law and uncle, and was slapped out by Wang Turong.

Wang Shirong, who had ulterior motives, was afraid that his family's ugliness would be publicized, so he instructed his servants that there would be a dark wind in a month.On a thunderstorm night, Li Yunniang was tied up and hung in the pine forest in the back mountain, trying to use Yunniang's body to kill people.Li Yunniang's hands and feet were bound to death, and her mouth was gagged.Thunder and lightning, torrential rain, bitter mountain wind, tigers howling and wolves howling.This eleven-year-old girl had no fear, no tears, and her two bright eyes glared at the Wang family's house down the mountain through the lightning rain.

At this moment, two monks who traveled in the rainy night rescued her.Of these two people, one was Hu Gongshan, an imperial doctor who later became famous in the capital, and the other was his master, Taoist Master Qingxu of Yellow Crane Temple in Zhongnan Mountain.That night, a fire broke out in Wang's house.The fire continued to burn until dawn, and even the heavy rain couldn't extinguish it.Wang Shirong narrowly escaped in the fire.He lost his worries, and devoted himself even more firmly to serving Wu Sangui, and Li Yunniang has since become the female disciple of Daoist Qingxu and Hu Gongshan's junior junior sister.She practiced martial arts hard with the ambition of revenge and revenge, and was very popular with her master.Daoist Qingxu taught this female disciple all of his abilities without reservation.A few years later, the name of Li Yunniang, a heroine and Taoist priest, spread in the Jianghu.

Later, when Hu Gongshan returned to Zhongnan Mountain due to Cuigu's sudden death, Daoist Qingxu had already passed away.When Li Yunniang heard what happened in the capital in the past few years from her senior brother, she was not only happy that the country had a generation of heroes like Kangxi, but also angry that her senior brother could not rescue Cuigu, especially Mr. Hao who had run away with her senior brother. Four talks about how Mingzhu used tricks, not only to dress up herself, but also to break up the marriage between Wu Ciyou and Lagu Su Ma, and Yunniang couldn't be more angry.Out of woman's kindness and sympathy.She decided to go down the mountain, find Wu Ciyou, and take him back to the capital, insisting that Wu Ciyou and Lagu Su Ma be reunited.At that time, Hu Gongshan advised her:

"Junior Sister, you have been going up the mountain since you were young, and occasionally wandered in rivers and lakes. How do you know about the complicated entanglements of human relationships in the world? You can't take care of this matter, and you shouldn't take care of it!" However, Yunniang is born with a strong temper, and she can't see any injustice. How can she listen to what the brother said: "Brother, I didn't mean to contradict you. If you still have the blood of a man, you shouldn't let Cuigu go." To Mingzhu. According to you, Mr. Wu is a righteous gentleman, and Aunt Su Ma is a wise woman who would rather become a monk than betray Mr. Wu. Why shouldn’t I help them? The next time I go down the mountain, I will not only complete Mr. Wu's affairs, but also fight against that Master Mingzhu, and also cause some trouble for Wu Sangui and his gang. If I can find that kid Wang Shirong, I will take revenge!"

In this way, Yunniang changed into men's clothes and changed her name to Li Yuliang.She bid farewell to her senior brother, raised her sword and descended Zhongnan Mountain.On the one hand, she went around to inquire about Wu Ciyou's whereabouts, and at the same time, as long as she encountered something that was not good for Kangxi.No matter if they are from San Francisco or from the Third Prince Zhu, they will not spare them at all.In order to find out the whereabouts of Wu Ciyou, he traveled from Shaanxi to the capital, and then from the capital to Shahebao, and finally met Kangxi with his own eyes, and also met Lagu Su Ma.Li Yunniang admired Kangxi's diligent government and love for the people, and Lagu Su Ma's innocence and kindness, so she drew her sword to help their monarchs and ministers in distress, and killed the assassin sent by the third prince Zhu.It is also more urgent to find that Wu Ciyou who has never met.

However, when Li Yunniang disguised herself as a scholar and rushed to Anhui, she found that a group of suspicious people were also inquiring about Wu Ciyou's whereabouts.This situation aroused Li Yunniang's vigilance, so she quietly followed the group and lived in the old Yingfeng Pavilion store in Anqing Mansion. Wu Ciyou is a person who is lazy by nature, lazy in socializing, hardworking and restrained.Since he parted ways with Mingzhu on the banks of the Yellow River half a year ago, he has been giving lectures in Shandong and Anhui, where local officials have taken good care of him.Firstly, the officials dared not neglect his status as the emperor's teacher; secondly, his father-in-law Wu Yaxun was a great Confucian of the Ming Dynasty, and no one would disrespect him.Therefore, whenever Wu Ciyou went to give lectures, it became a sensational event.He didn't want to see the flattering faces of officials, and he didn't want to be in a special position among Confucian scholars.So after more than a month of lectures at Huaiyin Academy in Fengyang, he suddenly left without saying goodbye, took a boat alone, and quietly came to Anqing Mansion, an important town in southern Anhui.How did he know that not only the imperial court was watching his movements, but Wu Sangui, who was far away in Wuhua Mountain, had also sent his capable guard, Huangfu Baozhu, who was talented in both civil and military affairs, to follow him all the way.

On this day, the weather suddenly turned cold. Wu Ciyou woke up early in the morning and felt extremely cold. Looking at the bright window paper, he thought he had overslept.Unexpectedly, as soon as he opened the window, there was a gust of cold wind blowing snowballs, pouring snow all over his neck.Surprised and delighted, he hurriedly took out the fox fur that Kangxi had given him from the package and put it on. He rushed downstairs and said to the owner, "Today's good snow may be the last time this spring. I I would like to spare my wallet and go to the West Pavilion room! There is a good view of the river, and you can drink and watch the snow alone." "Ah, I'm sorry. I'm a step late, and the West Pavilion room has guests, but don't be upset, there are only seven or eight people in total. The guests are all literati, and they are chanting and talking, and the younger ones will stop receiving guests. The West Pavilion is so big, everyone plays with each other, and the two have nothing to do with each other. Wu Ciyou has no choice but to do so. Wait for him to board the West Pavilion Sure enough, there were already eight people up there, but they were divided into three groups. At a table near the southeast, there were two people about forty years old, who were sitting at the head in gray cotton robes. Sitting below them, leaning against the window and meditating with a wine glass, as if composing a poem in rhyme, a middle-aged man sat under the east window, opened a window, and leaned half-body on the window sill to watch the snow scene. Under the west wall Sitting next to a table was a young man, no more than twenty years old, wearing only a blue poplin jacket and a rain-blue button-up vest. A long braid hung down behind a black satin melon skin hat, almost reaching the ground. There is a long sword hanging from his waist, and he is drinking a cup to the left and a cup to the right. When the young man saw Wu Ciyou come up the stairs, he nodded with a smile and said: "Brother, there are a few people over there who are reciting poems. sit? " Wu Ciyou raised his hand and said, "Thank you, I'm afraid it will be a bit colder here. May I ask your surname and name?" "Mr. is wearing a fox fur and still says it's cold, so I should be freezing! My surname is Li, and my name is Yuliang. How about you?" "Jiuyang! The surname Wu is called Ciyou." The middle-aged man who appreciated the snow heard the word "Wu Ciyou" and quickly turned around to look at him, then sat back at the table and ate wine as if no one else was around. But the eyes kept glancing here.Li Yuliang's gaze also jumped suddenly, and he looked Wu Ciyou from top to bottom.Just as he was about to ask questions, Wu Ciyou shouted to the bartender: "Take a jar of Lao Shaojiu, and order four more dishes, more delicate ones." "Huh? Mr. Wu ordered so much wine all at once, what an amazing amount!" "Hey, we are brothers all over the world. Since we sit with you, we should drink together. Don't tell me you won't give me a cup of wine." Yuliang smiled, got up and poured a large cup and handed it over.Wu Ciyou smiled and gulped it down, "Okay, Brother Yuliang is also a straightforward and open-minded person, just eat with your heart free. If you are drunk, you don't have to go back, and stay with me in this Yingfeng Pavilion shop tonight. Let's arrive And Mian chatting all night, how about it?" Yuliang's cheeks flew a red cloud, he calmed down, and smiled: "It's not worrying, I'm already living in this store?" At this time, the snow outside the building was falling more and more When it grows up, the sky and the earth are white.It's just that the water in the river is exceptionally clear, flowing slowly to the southeast.On the top of the wall outside the pavilion, a branch of red plum appeared more delicate and beautiful in the wind and snow.Li Yuliang saw that Wu Ciyou was in a daze, so he smiled and said: "Mr. Wu, why don't you sing a poem for such a beautiful scene?" Shhh, there is a poetry circle over there!The altar is about to open.Let's listen to them, isn't it good to appreciate the snow and recite poems? " Li Yuliang turned around and saw a gentleman standing by the window holding his beard, shaking his head and reciting: Helin Hong with light makeup and light makeup, moved into the decadent pulsatilla. Ying smiled at the old peaches and plums in the West Garden, and waited for the spring breeze with a strong uniform color. As soon as the chants fell, the forty-year-old man on the opposite side laughed and said: "What a 'strong and even color waits for the spring breeze'! Huang Taichong's fiery temper has not been cured, should he be so ashamed that peaches and plums dare not bloom?" Hearing the word "Huang Taichong", Wu Ciyou's eyes lit up. Unexpectedly, he met Huang Zongxi, the leader of the famous "Three Yellows in Eastern Zhejiang" here!While pouring wine for Wu Ciyou, Li Yuliang asked with a soft smile, "What is this old man chanting? I didn't even hear the word 'snow'." Wu Ciyou said with a smile, "Here, it's the red plum tree! Excuse me, let's continue to listen." Unexpectedly, Huang Zongxi over there was in high spirits when he was interrupted by the voices of Wu Ciyou and Li Yuliang. He was very unhappy, so he shouted to this side with a tone of finding fault: "Hey, since this man knows the rhyme of poetry, please give me some advice, but why are you whispering and criticizing? Could it be that you are laughing at the poor rhyme of the poem!" This question was asked suddenly, and with full arrogance.Li Yuliang was about to have a fit when he saw Wu Ciyou standing up with a smile, holding a full glass of wine, and walking forward: "Dare to ask, are you Mr. Taichong who is famous in the mountains and forests? Wu Ciyou, just now and this The little brother was eating wine and chatting, and unintentionally disturbed Mr. Huang's elegant mood, I am really ashamed, I apologize!" As soon as the word "Wu Ciyou" was uttered, everyone in the seat pushed their seats and came up to salute one after another.I saw a young man who came forward, bowed deeply, and said, "I, Li Guangdi, is a student accepted by your lord Mr. Wu in Fujian. I have heard about the high talents for a long time, and I don't expect to meet here. Please accept my respect!" " Wu Ciyou even said that he didn't dare, and while returning the salute, he asked: "Oh, I don't know if it is Brother Guangdi, please forgive me for being rude. Where is my father now, and how is he?" "The teacher went to Fujian for a study tour the year before last, and it's fashionable to be there now. The old man is in good health. The younger brother bid farewell to the teacher and will go to Beijing for an examination. Before leaving, the teacher earnestly told him that if he sees Shixiong, tell him what he wants, so that Shixiong can take care of himself. Don't worry about family affairs." After speaking, he introduced everyone in the seat to Wu Ciyou one by one.It turned out that all those present here are famous scholars and celebrities.There is also Nanshi, who was called "Nanshi and Northern Song Dynasty" by Nakai in the poetry circle at that time. Li Guangdi smiled and said to Wu Ciyou: "My younger brother passed by Anqing, and it happened to be Mr. Huang's 40th birthday. All friends in the literary world gathered here to celebrate Mr. Huang's birthday with poetry and wine. This brother's visit will add color to the poetry society." Wu Ciyou had known for a long time that Huang Zongxi was the head of the Three Yellows, he was humble on the outside but arrogant on the inside, his talent was as big as the sea and his temperament was eccentric.From the sentence in his poem just now, "Strengthen the color and wait for the spring breeze", we can see that he is self-admiring and laughing at the literati all over the world for fame.I thought to myself, if I want to win over the poets here, I must first start with Huang Zongxi.Then he came up, bowed deeply and said: "I don't know Mr. Taichong's birthday celebration, I have offended you so much, please forgive me." Huang Zongxi also returned the salute with a smile: "Don't dare, dare not, I don't know that I am the son of old Xiangguo Wu, I was really rude just now. Today, on Xiaqian Chen, it is a great honor to have the emperor's teacher here, haha..." "Brother Huang is overwhelmed. Brother Huang is honored to congratulate Brother Huang on his birthday. I have no courtesy to offer. I would like to use the Four Treasures of the Study to write an inscription for my brother to express my congratulations." As he said that, he walked to the side of the case, picked up the pen, and wrote a poem about mountains and emerald greens with one stroke.Everyone praised him, and Huang Zongxi was also very happy. Wu Ciyou, as the emperor's teacher, abandoned his official position and went back to seclusion. It was in his temperament. Seeing that he treated others with such humility, he admired him even more, so he invited Wu Ciyou to sit with him: "Mr. Swipe a pen to give ink, Huang has nothing to repay, a glass of thin wine, and the right to wash away the dust for Mr." Wu Ciyou took it and drank it all in one gulp. Li Yuliang secretly laughed in his heart, this old man Huang, who scolded us domineeringly just now, suddenly called Wu Ciyou Mr. .In a blink of an eye, she saw that the middle-aged man sitting by the east window was also staring at Wu Ciyou intently. With a shock in her heart, she stepped forward and said, "This man, sitting and drinking alone, it seems that they didn't come all the way." , it looks like a martial arts practitioner, my younger brother is polite." He said with a bow. The middle-aged man was a little embarrassed when he asked him suddenly, he came back to his senses and said with a smile: "Little brother, you have good eyesight!" They hurriedly supported them with their hands, but the two felt that the other party's inner strength was profound, and they couldn't help but secretly feel cold! .