Chapter 14 The fourteenth round of angry Chen Ci went to Shuiming to help each other with a gift of hairpins to express affection

In the first moment of being kidnapped, Wu Ciyou was a little confused.The person who came was clearly dressed as a business official, and he called out his name as soon as he exited the mouth.He couldn't figure it out, the imperial court had already issued an edict to let the magistrates from all over the place take care of him, how could the Tolerance of Anqing Mansion dare to be so bold and nominate a surname to arrest me? However, Wu Ciyou soon realized that this group of people was not a clerk in the yamen.Because, just when he was about to question and defend, a ferocious man with beards suddenly stepped forward, grabbed his neck, and stuffed a ball of rags into his mouth, at the same time, One side was in the dark, covering his head and face.Just like that, Wu Ciyou was pushed and carried out of the Yingfeng Pavilion inn.

In a daze, Wu Ciyou suddenly felt that he was taken to the wilderness.I heard someone say "Here we are", and then a deep and powerful voice asked, "Is Mr. Wu here?" "Back to the general, please come." "Well, good! What happened to that little Taoist priest?" "When we went, Li Yunniang was not in the store." "That's good! As long as this Li Yunniang doesn't come to make trouble, this matter will be safe." The man came to Wu Ciyou's side while talking, and suddenly pretended to be surprised and said: "Well, what's going on. I asked you to invite Mr. Wu, who told you to be so rude. Quickly, untie Mr. Wu!"

All the strong men rushed forward, took off the blindfold for Wu Ciyou, took out the rags, and cut the rope hurriedly.Wu Ciyou moved his hands and feet, looked around, saw the moon was dim, and the cold stars were twinkling, and he was standing on an embankment.On the right is a river, and on the left are dotted ponds.There was a dead silence all around, and the night wind was cold to the bone.He didn't know where he was taken. He only heard the piercing cry of an owl in the distance, and couldn't help but shiver in his heart. In the darkness, I could vaguely see a tall, strong man approaching, saluted and said:

"Mr. Wu is shocked! Ming people don't do secret things, and I am the guard in front of King Pingxi. I have come to invite you by the king's order. I was afraid that my husband would not give in, so I had to make such a bad plan. I beg your forgiveness. I have been with you for a few days. The husband lives in the same shop, and listens to his poems and lectures, and I admire him very much. Please rest assured, sir, we will never make things difficult for him. But from here to Yunnan, there are high mountains and long rivers, and there are many troubles along the way. Sir, I must listen to the arrangements, etc. When we arrive at Mount Wuhua, I will definitely take the blame!" After saying that, he bowed again.

Wu Ciyou remembered that this person was the middle-aged man who talked to Li Yuliang in the West Pavilion yesterday.It seems that they have planned for a long time.Since I was trapped in a den of thieves, it might not be easy to get out, so I simply sat on the ground.Looking at the stars in the sky, he said with emotion: "Thank you, General, for speaking out. But Wu is a scholar who has failed in his career and wandered around the world. He has no talent for governing the country, and his hands have no strength to restrain a chicken. What can King Pingxi use me for? Why bother so much?

Huangfu Baozhu didn't answer, he whistled, and a boat shot out from the reed on the other side like an arrow. Without any explanation, everyone picked up Wu Ciyou and came to the boat.Huangfu Baozhu whistled again, the boat swayed and left the river bank.Wu Ciyou's heart suddenly became empty.He resigned himself to half-lying in the dark front cabin, his heart was in a mess.Kangxi, Lagu Suma, Wei Dongting, Mingzhu, Suo'etu... all flashed in front of my eyes with pleasant smiles, and disappeared into the darkness one by one, but that little brother Li Yuliang seemed to be standing by his side all the time .Who is the "little Taoist Li Yunniang" that the gangsters keep talking about?Why are they so afraid of her?I don't know that female priest.The sound of water gurgling under the boat became more and more urgent, and Wu Ciyou couldn't help but feel a little restless.He was about to get up when he was grabbed by someone.Only then did he realize that someone was guarding him, so he smiled wryly and sat back down.

Suddenly, a light flashed in front of his eyes, and Huangfu Baozhu walked into the cabin holding a candle: "Mr. Wu, have you calmed down now? Well, you look pretty good." "Hmph! Don't make detours for me, Wu Sangui sent you to tie me up. What's the idea!?" "Hey—sir, don't be angry. No matter how bad Wu Sangui is, he is always a Han Chinese; although there is no golden palace on Wuhua Mountain, it is not a world of hustle and bustle! With your talent, can't you even understand this reason?" "Hmph, what's there with Wu Sangui, it's nothing, it has nothing to do with me!"

"Sir, you are right! But you claim to be an innocent gentleman, but you recognize Yi Di as your father and serve as your servant for the boots. I'm afraid this is not the behavior of a gentleman? What's more, your lord Yaxun is also an old minister of the Ming Dynasty?" "General Xie for your advice. The Ming Dynasty has been subjugated for more than 20 years. The way of the emperor is impermanent, and only the virtuous live in it. He has never surrendered to the Qing Dynasty; since I am not a Ming minister, I can naturally enjoy the blessings of the Qing Dynasty. What's wrong with this? Wu Ciyou talked eloquently, as if he was not in a cage at the moment, but was giving lectures and debating with others.

Seeing that Wu Ciyou was getting serious, Huangfu Baozhu also wanted to compete with him, thinking that if he could convince the old master, there would be less trouble on the road.Thinking of this he said: "Mr. is very knowledgeable and respected at home and abroad. May I ask: 'It is better to have a monarch in Yidi than China has no one. How do you say this sentence?" "Mr. Wu, please forgive me for being a reckless person and reading less poetry and books. May I ask that a man from Yi and Di can be the king of China? Is there an ancient saying for this truth?" "Who said there is no? Mencius said: 'Shun, Dongyi King Wen, the people of the western barbarians'. These barbarians not only became the monarchs of China, but also the sages who have been praised since ancient times. Do you know?"

Huangfu Baozhu couldn't answer anymore.He deeply admired the Mr. Wu in front of him, he was worthy of being a well-educated man, and he was also worthy of being the emperor's master.He also knew that with his little knowledge, if he continued to argue, he would make a fool of himself even more, so he smiled awkwardly and said: "Okay, okay, okay. The sir's eloquence is so deafening. I would like to offer you a glass of thin wine to calm the sir. I don't know, sir. Will you show me your face?" "Haha—— Wu has been locked up by the general, and he has long put life and death aside. Since there is wine, why not get drunk!"

After Huangfu Baozhu gave an order, several servants hurriedly arranged food and wine on the deck, Wu Ciyou sat up proudly, and ate one cup after another.When the wine was half full, Huangfu Baozhu accosted him again and said: "Mr. drinks a lot, which makes people even more admired. Whether it is Yidi or Huaxia, we don't need to talk about it. King Pingxi respectfully invites you, and there is no malice. First, I want to listen. Regret for the teacher’s teachings, two, if Mr. Meng will not give up, I hope you can come out to help.” “What, come out to help? Tell him to give up this heart! What kind of thing is Wu Sangui, worthy of saying these things to me? What is sad is that there is no self-knowledge; without self-knowledge, how can one know others? Today, the emperor is the sage of the world, and Wu Ciyou, in the body of a commoner, promises to repay each other with his heart, please stop mentioning these words again." "Sir, these words are too much." Huangfu Baozhu put the wine glass on the table, and said in a deep thought, "Confucius was only fifteen years old when he was interested in learning, and today the emperor is only sixteen years old, which is enough for the word 'Sage King' Is it? Since the seventeenth year of Shunzhi until now, frequent floods and droughts, and abnormal catastrophes are all signs that the hearts of the people and the heavens are not going well." Wu Ciyou ate and drank calmly, and asked disdainfully, "What else?" "The third prince of Zhu, Ju Zhong Sanlang, has millions of disciples, and the uprising is only in the blink of an eye. Seeing that the Central Plains is about to rise, Kangxi's days are not long!" "Well, you have said a lot, but what is wrong with the emperor and the court itself?" This sentence stunned Huangfu Baozhu.He only knew to be loyal to Wu Sangui, and never thought about it. For a while, he really couldn't answer if he was asked to tell Kangxi's immorality. Wu Ciyou also felt regretful, Zhong Sanlang's cult was rampant, he had seen it a long time ago.Unexpectedly, it was the Third Prince Zhu who manipulated it behind the scenes.Now that I am trapped in a den of thieves, it seems that it is difficult to report the situation to the emperor.Thinking of this, he was determined to anger Huangfu Baozhu, even if he died, he would never go to Wuhua Mountain with them.He picked up his wine glass, stood at the bow of the boat facing all the thieves, looked up to the sky and laughed loudly: "Haha, can't you answer it? Not only you, but even Wu Sangui is very stupid. The former Ming entrusted him with the heavy responsibility of guarding the territory. But he surrendered to the Qing army and created this world for the Qing Dynasty. Later , and killed Emperor Yongli with his own hands. Now that the world of the Qing Dynasty has been settled, and people's hearts are pure, he turned his back and tried to rebel against the Qing Dynasty. A person who doesn't follow the sentiments of the people, capricious and shameless, still wants me to work for him, and someone even paints him up and acts as a lobbyist, it's really a miracle in the world, haha..." Before Huangfu Baozhu could answer, Wu Ciyou went on to say: "General Huangfu, I just heard you talk like you have read books. I would like to ask you a question, what do you know about a national scholar?" Huangfu Baozhu didn't have time to answer, he saw Wu Ciyou picked up the wine, drank it down in one gulp, and then dropped the wine glass on the deck with a "pop".Just when everyone was stunned, he had jumped into the surging river. When Huangfu Baozhu jumped onto the bow of the boat, he saw the night was long and shimmering, except for the icy cold river water, he couldn't see anything. There is a rotten alley in the city of Beijing, and there are fellow village associations in several provinces in the alley.People from other provinces who are living in the capital always come here to seek the help of their fellow villagers and find a way to settle down and make a living when encountering difficulties.So even though the houses here are low and the roads are uneven, it is crowded with people of all kinds with mixed accents, rich and poor, etc. every day.And all kinds of stalls selling flavored snacks, auctioning clothes and second-hand goods, going to the rivers and lakes to do boxing and performing arts, and looking at palmistry and fortune-telling have emerged as the times require. They are crowded in this alley. There is a teahouse on the street, although it is also a straw shed Washe, but in this messy stall, it can be regarded as a big shop that stands out from the crowd. At noon that day, a young scholar came here with a volume of poems in his armpit.The man was thin, sallow, dejected, and walked with difficulty.At first glance, he was a down-on-his-luck loser.He is Zhou Peigong, a scholar of Jingmen.On the day of the Lantern Festival, he met Gong Rongyu, his grandma, on the street. After a full meal, he took a large ingot of silver from his grandma.Later, Brother Nai suddenly followed Wang Fuchen back to Shaanxi, and the two of them didn't even see each other before leaving.Although Zhou Peigong is open-minded by nature, he doesn't care about it, but how many days can that ingot of silver be spent in the city of Beijing, where rice beads pay off?He wholeheartedly hoped that he would be able to get a part-time job after trying to repay his nanny's kindness in nurturing him.It's hard to wait until the exam starts.Zhou Peigong used what he had learned all his life to make his articles colorful.I looked and looked over and over again, and I was very satisfied, and I guessed that there was no reason for it.Unexpectedly, unintentionally, he made an unforgivable mistake.At that time, there was a rule in the examination room.Examiners encountered words that should be avoided in the answer sheet, and they had to write one stroke less and not complete. For example, Emperor Kangxi's name was Xuan Ye.People can't write his name casually.When writing Xuan characters, you can’t click on the above point. If you accidentally write this word completely, the examiner will find out and seal the scroll immediately. No matter how good the article is, it will be useless and invalid!Pei Gong's article happened to have the word "Xuan", but he wrote it completely in a moment of carelessness.Just because of such an extra "point", fame, future, everything is in vain. Zhou Peigong had always thought highly of himself, but he never expected that because of this omission, he would be famous and ridiculed, and he almost fell ill with remorse.He didn't want to live in Fahua Temple anymore.Seeing the supercilious eyes of the monks and the disciples, I took my own poems and went to the Xiang'e Guild Hall here to see if I could find a familiar fellow from my hometown and go back to my hometown together. However, he was really hungry.When I squeezed into the alley, I couldn't help the temptation of the snow-white, fragrant tofu nao, so I couldn't help but look at the stall a few more times.Suddenly, a little girl's crisp voice came over: "Oh, benefactor, why are you here?" Zhou Peigong looked up, and it turned out to be the little girl who was bullied by Liu Yigui outside the Zhengyang Gate on the Lantern Festival: "Cough! So it's you. Why, are you doing business here?" "No, this burden of tofu brains belongs to my father. He is sick, and it costs money to see a doctor and take medicine. Although the business is small, he dare not stop! Gong Gong, you must not have used it early, come, have a drink Let's have a bowl." The girl said while moving, she filled a bowl of hot tofu nao deftly with her hands and feet, and brought it over with both hands. Since he lost his position, Zhou Peigong has seen cold eyes and heard ridicule every day, but now a poor little girl has given him such sincere respect and consideration.His heart felt as if he had knocked over a five-flavored bottle, and his eyes were wet with tears: "No, no, no, girl, I am in such a situation now, how can I... Hey! I am ashamed!" "Hey! What's the matter? People are not gods. Whatever you want to do, you will definitely do it. Look at the look of your benefactor. You missed this class. Come again after the next class. Xue Pinggui lived in a cold kiln, and Lu Mengzheng still has dinner. There’s nothing to be ashamed of, eat it while it’s hot, and I’ll buy you two more biscuits.” With a bowl of hot tofu nao and two sesame cakes, Zhou Peigong felt warm all over.When I peeked at the girl, I saw that she was cleaning the dishes in a calm manner, so I stood up and asked a little restrainedly: "Girl, what is your name, where do you live, can you tell me." "My name is Ah Suo, and my family lives at the north entrance of the Hutong—how about you?" "My name is Zhou Peigong. I'm poor and living here and there.  …" I can't speak anymore.The girl opened the money box silently, poured out all the ten copper coins inside, put them on the table, after a moment's pondering, she pulled out the silver hairpin on her head and put it on the money, saying embarrassingly; , gods and Buddhas will bless you. Our small family can't help much. Please accept this kindness. "No no no! How did this happen?" "Eunuch, if you dislike me, I will..." The blood in Zhou Peigong's whole body was about to boil.Going forward to pick up the hairpin, he held up a copper coin sleeve in his bosom, but pushed back the rest of the copper coins to the girl: "Miss, I appreciate it! As evidenced by one hairpin and one coin, you will be rewarded if you don't die! "He said and didn't go back. Asuo was about to call Zhou Peigong to stop, but he saw a young scholar walking by his burden, and said kindly: "Girl, since he refuses to accept your gift, it's useless for you to chase after him, but I don't understand, how are you?" Xiang does not know him, why do you call him Engong?" While talking, he casually flipped through the poems that Zhou Peigong threw on the table. With tears in his eyes, Ah Zuo recounted what happened in front of Zhengyangmen on the Lantern Festival.While listening, the young scholar praised: "Well, this young man is a gentleman, a straight man. How about this. I will catch up with you and return his poems to him. You are a small business, and it is not easy to make money. This I'll give it to you." As he said, he put something that looked like money but not money on the table, turned around and left, Ah Suo picked it up and saw, it turned out to be a golden melon seed! This young man is none other than the current Emperor Kangxi.Taking advantage of the Duanyang Festival, he brought Tu Hai, the admiral of the Nine Schools, out in micro-clothes to investigate the customs and customs of the capital.Leaving Ah Zuo's snack load, he stood by the road, carefully reading Zhou Peigong's poems.The first few pages are full of poems and words, but there are some winding pictures and some symbols on the back. I don't know what it is?Tu Hai, who was standing beside Kangxi, immediately became excited when he saw the picture, and whispered in Kangxi's ear: "Long live, this man not only knows literature, but also knows soldiers. This painting shows the land of Zhejiang, Hubei, Sichuan and Shaanxi." map." Kangxi was even more delighted when he heard this: "Well, this NPC is available, why did he lose his name? Turn around, you can make arrangements for him." While talking, a piece of paper slipped out of the manuscript, and Kangxi opened it At first glance, the very familiar handwriting immediately came into view.Ah, it's Mr. Wu's handwritten letter!