Chapter 32 3

--three-- On the second day of the Double Ninth Festival, the tenth day of the ninth lunar month, Empress Dong's Sanqi will be celebrated. On this day, Empress Daxing's Zi Palace will be burned according to national rituals. Because they couldn't bear to witness it, the emperor, empress dowager and empress did not participate in the grand ceremony, and appointed Prince An to preside over it.For this reason, on the platform of Shouchun Hall, an apricot-yellow round umbrella and throne were specially set up for Prince An for him to sit and command.In fact, the real organizers were the Siliyuan, Xuanhuiyuan and Document Library, and he was just in charge of the affairs.Let me tell you that Bingju's Inexihe has not arrived yet, please wait for a moment.

All the lords, princesses, Fujins, wives, etc. who participated in the ceremony waited in the main hall, while the Manchu relatives and Han officials waited in the east and west side halls respectively.Yue Le waited for nothing to do, and walked towards the East Side Hall.Before entering the hall, there was a buzzing voice, but when he entered the door, the voice suddenly stopped, and only one sentence remained: "...It's really heavy, maybe how many treasures have been put in..." Someone bumped into the speaker shoulder, he looked back and hurriedly swallowed the second half of the sentence.

There are nearly a hundred people here, including Prince Kang Jieshu, Prince Xian Fushou, King Doni of Xinjun, King Luo Keduo of Keqin County, King Leerjin of Shuncheng County, Baylor, Beizi, Gong and other relatives, commanders of the Eight Banners, and Dutong.The relatives and nobles all had seats, and the senior members of the banner naturally did not dare to sit in front of the relatives and nobles. They were originally scattered everywhere drinking tea, smoking, and talking in low voices, but now they all fell silent.This silence expressed an emotion, forming a very heavy pressure, making Yue Le feel as if he was too stuffy before the heavy rain.

The princes and nobles stood up to welcome Yue Le. He is now the person with the highest seniority and title among the princes.Yue Le kindly invited everyone to sit down.Many people avoided his probing eyes, picked up their tea bowls and pipes again.Yue Le was determined to break the silence, and said with a smile: "Just now, the fairies had a lively discussion, what did you say that the item was too heavy?" Standing in front of the window, a leader of the Eight Banners bowed and said: "My lord, it was a slave who said it casually. That day We carried Empress Daxing's golden coffin to Jingshan, and it was really heavy." "He's right," a gray-browed Eight Banners commander confirmed, "much heavier than Emperor Taizong's coffin!" "Emperor Taizong His funeral was not so ostentatious!" Someone in the crowd in the distance rushed out with great dissatisfaction.Then there was another silence, a long silence.The relatives and nobles who were sitting clearly heard it, but they all pretended not to hear it; they were clearly angry, but deliberately pretended to be indifferent.But this unnatural silence fully expressed the emotions they dared to be angry but dare not speak.A few days ago, a Fuguo Duke and a Chengzheng were having fun at a national funeral. The emperor was furious, removed the Chengzheng post, seized the title of Fuguo Duke, and imprisoned them together.In the first few days of crying, if the ministers and wives cried but did not mourn, the emperor would be angry and have to hand over to the Ministry of Rites for discussion.It was only because of the empress dowager's persuasion that this article was not implemented.The relatives of Manchuria, nine times out of ten, disapproved of the emperor's doting on Concubine Dong E, because Concubine Dong E was half a barbarian and belonged to the so-called "new school".Could they not be outraged by this situation?

After a long silence, someone sighed softly: "Oh! It's too much!..." Yue Le wanted to look back at the speaker, but held back.When he raised his eyes, he met Prince Kang Jieshu's gaze.Jie Shu shook his head slightly and let out a sigh of relief. Yue Le left the East Side Hall and walked into the West Side Hall.It's much more lively here.Many people talked about it loudly, almost showing off.When they saw Prince An coming, they knelt down together.Yue Le asked everyone not to be restrained, and then called Fu Yijian, a senior scholar, to the clean room at the north end of the side hall, and asked, "Yu Pan, it is said that it took a lot of effort to draft a posthumous title for Empress Daxing?" Gradually, there was a worried expression on his face, and he bowed and replied: "Yes. I first drafted four words: filial piety and respect, but the emperor refused; and then drafted six words to submit, but the emperor still refused; Added to the eight characters, for Xiao Xian Zhuang and gentle respect, the emperor was still very angry, saying that it was not enough to praise the virtuous queen, so the decree was drafted again, so the twelve characters were drafted, which is the current posthumous title: Xiao Xian Zhuang and Zhide Xuanren Wen Hui respects the queen." After a moment of silence, Yue Le said: "Is the emperor satisfied with this posthumous title?" Fu Yijian shook his head: "Where. It can be used, but the auxiliary saint must have a son to succeed to the throne. Although the emperor is not satisfied, there is nothing he can do about it." He remained silent for a longer time.The conversation outside was very chaotic, and a few particularly loud tunes were transmitted directly into the clean room: "Zhang Chen, this kid, has never seen much ability, this time he took the lead and was promoted to the chief!" "He was promoted to the chief? Unexpected! My brother has just returned to Beijing, tell me quickly." "The emperor conscripted the rites of Empress Dong, and all the ministers and scholars who respectfully prepared the rites of mourning were rewarded, but there were very few rites that the emperor liked. There is a sentence in Zhang Chenjin's sacrificial oration: Miaozi's five-night admonition, when will you hear about Yongxiang? Go to the assistant of my ten ministers, who will be after Yijiang? I heard that the emperor read this and burst into tears. He praised Zhang Chen again and again, so he adopted Zhang Chen's sacrificial oration, and Zhang Chen was promoted to the head of the office." "Oh!..." The answerer couldn't tell whether it was envy or sarcasm.

"That's not all," a third voice added, "When we knocked on the golden coffin a few days ago, everyone screamed like a mourner. Do you know why? Anyone who does not cry will be punished; those who cry People, at every turn, bestow treasures on top. I heard that the princess, Fujin, and wives get the most rewards! " "Oh, what a passionate son of heaven!..." This is also an exclamation that cannot be said to be a compliment or a derogation. Fu Yijian took a peek at Yue Le, and Yue Le was looking at him, so he bit the bullet and said, "Wang Ye Mingjian, is the emperor's move too much?..." Yue Le frowned and said, "Censor, give the matter They are all officials of the imperial court, so they should be straightforward and state their gains and losses, why don't you see one of them giving advice?" Fu Yijian said: "If it is about other matters, it is not difficult for the emperor to accept advice. Only this matter, the emperor is stubborn ..." Yue Le shook his head helplessly.He knows the emperor's temper better than Han officials.If his most revered empress dowager persuades him not to turn, what is the use of other remonstrance?It was expected that the Manchus were dissatisfied with the emperor's move; the Han officials were so worried and reacted so strongly!Will the rift between Man and Han in the imperial court, between Manchen and the emperor, between Hanchen and the emperor become deeper and deeper?Where would that lead?Will Jidu's story repeat itself?Alas, Your Majesty, why are you so indifferent?Can you be a heroic master? ... Yue Le's heart was heavy, and Fu Yijian walked out of the side hall.Why hasn't the ceremony started yet?what are you waiting for?He was a little anxious, and walked out of the front yard of the main hall.An empty space outside the courtyard has been tidied up, it is the place where the grand ceremony will be held.In the empty field, many guards with knives closely guarded the two magnificent palaces. This is Empress Dong's ghost house, which was made by hundreds of skilled craftsmen day and night.These are two tall wooden models that are exactly the same size as the main hall and bedroom of Chengqian Palace. They are made of sandalwood as the skeleton. Pearls and precious stones are luxuriously decorated.All the bed curtains, furniture, utensils and treasures used by Empress Dong during her lifetime were all arranged in the palace of the underworld according to the appearance of Chengqian Palace, and there were not many of them.Empress Dong's coffin has been moved into the main hall of the Nether House, and many monks around are beating on wooden fish and cymbals to chant scriptures and worship.Among the many monks, Yue Le recognized that the old monk sitting upright on the futon, closing his eyes and resting his mind, was Indixen who was invited to hold the torch and hold the fire.

Now that Yinxi has arrived, what are you waiting for?Yue Le frowned puzzled.When he saw the back door of the Nether House's bedroom was wide open, he suddenly realized, and stood still by the iron fence set up for the cremation ceremony. "Stop! Stop!" came the majestic shout of the guard from behind.Yue Le looked back and saw a woman rushing out from the back of Shouchun Hall, stumbling straight towards the iron fence. Seeing that the guards couldn't stop shouting, with a "bang bang", their spears struck each other, crossed each other, and the other two guards "swipe" drew out the steel knives around their waists.The woman was so frightened that she fell to the ground, trembling all over, and the black hair on top of her head fell down.The guards shouted and asked, but she didn't know whether she was too frightened or she was born dumb, so she didn't say a word.

Yue Le's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly strode over.When the guards saw Prince An, they quickly collected their cavalry weapons and knelt down to pay their respects.Without waiting for the guard to report, Yue Le said angrily to the woman: "Why are you running around here? Why don't you go back!" This is Ah Chou.She should be waiting in Shouchun Palace with An Wang Fujin, why did she run out in such a desperate state?The prince's scolding frightened Ah Chou, her eyes showed a pitiful fearful expression like that of a small animal being hunted down, and she shrank her body tightly as if she was afraid of the cold.

But when she glanced behind Yue Le, she let out a scream, and while no one was pulling her, she jumped up, like a frightened deer, galloped forward, bumped into the iron railing, and dropped her knees He bent and fell to his knees. Yue Le was very angry, rushed up and grabbed Ah Chou's arm, and cursed in a low voice: "How dare you embarrass me here! Go back!" Ah Chou, who never pleaded in front of the prince, suddenly spoke, with a very loud voice. Very low, Yue Le almost wondered if he heard it wrong: "My lord, please! They are coming, they are coming!..." They?Who are they?Seeing Ah Chou's wide-eyed eyes full of fear and panic, Yue Le was puzzled and followed her gaze - on the slope of Jingshan, a group of absent-minded people turned around, with ten eunuchs in front and twenty eunuchs in the back. The palace ladies are fresh and tidy: the robes and crowns are new, the palace clothes are new, even the bead flowers and silk flowers on the hair are new, the maids even painted their eyebrows and put on rouge.

But all of them looked like serious patients, with their heads down, their shoulders slumped, their feet shuffling, and they walked in a single file.The back door of the sleeping hall of the Nether House was opened for them, and they were the thirty servants who were buried for Empress Daxing.They have already taken the poison, and they are going into the cremation with their last strength. Only when they die in the house of the dead is their greatest honor, and their family members can get the high reward. A Chou pressed her face between the two iron railings, as if she had become a zombie, even her complexion was pale as death, only her dark eyes stared at the person walking past without blinking. One martyr after another.In front of the guards, Yue Le felt embarrassed, furious, and lifted Ah Chou up.Even though he almost crushed her arm, Ah Chou didn't even look back and ignored her completely.This made Yue Le very angry: a lowly servant girl doesn't pay attention to his master who is a prince!As soon as he shook his hand, Ah Chou fell a long way and hit his head heavily on the iron railing.

Yue Le chased after her, raised her arm high enough to pull a ten-stone bow and dance a sixty-jin spear, thinking to herself, as long as she begs for mercy, or kowtows in tears, he will let her go and won't hit her. However, Ah Chou glanced at him like a flash of lightning, frighteningly bright, with madness, resistance, disgust, and hatred in it, but there was no fear or pleading, and the blood flowing from the broken forehead was even stronger. Lost the power of this gaze.Yue Le had never met such a gaze before, so he couldn't help being taken aback, but Ah Chou turned his head very quickly, and continued to concentrate on staring wide-eyed, completely forgetting about this majestic prince.Yue Le was a little at a loss, feeling very uncomfortable, and felt a surge of embarrassment, humiliation, or something else. "Ah!--" A fifteen- or sixteen-year-old maid suddenly let out a scream, tore her hair frantically, jumped up and turned around and ran desperately, the piercing scream resounded through Jingshan: "I don't want to die! I don't want to die!" Don't die!...I want my mother!..." She ran out for more than ten steps, and the escort had strode over to catch her, grabbed her, and hit her on the head with a pumpkin in her hand. After a few handfuls, he fell on his back to the sky.Two guards carried her and finally walked into the Nether House.When the two of them came out again, they locked the back door of the Nether House bedroom. The monks in the main hall of the Mingzhai began to evacuate one after another, leaving only Inxi holding the torch and his two disciples. Ah Chou talked to himself, squeezed out a few low words from between his teeth: "What about her? without her? ..." When Yue Le looked down, Ah Chou, who was overly nervous, fainted by the iron fence. Only then did Yue Le realize that there might be her relatives among the palace prisoner who was buried. He called the guards and ordered them to help him out. Ah Chou, hand it over to the manager of Prince An's Mansion. He wants to ask carefully after returning to the mansion, and he will definitely not spare this wayward and unruly slave! The fire finally started!The concubines, princesses, Fujin, wives, princes and nobles, and civil and military officials who attended the grand ceremony all knelt down in a large group, prostrating and respectfully sending Empress Daxing to heaven.The huge sound of hundreds of monks chanting sutras and blessings was overwhelmed by the howling sound of the raging fire, which was mixed with large and small explosions, which was the sound of shattering and shattering rare objects in the ghost house.The flames rose tens of feet high and were colorful. The special fragrance of agarwood and sandalwood wafted over ten miles away. The entire Forbidden City and the entire imperial city were filled with this strong and strange fragrance. , and drifted towards the East City, West City, North City, and even South City... People were lying on the ground, like wood carvings and clay sculptures, and no one could see anyone's expression. But Prince Ann could imagine that those were resentful, ironic, stern, and stupid faces, from which the most terrible infidelity could arise.Yue Le prayed secretly to the skyrocketing fire: I hope that this matter will end here; I hope that this fire will make everything a thing of the past; I hope that people will soon forget about this funeral; I hope that the emperor will realize something from this, Don't do the Passover thing! However, the emperor did not stop there, and did something even more outrageous and sensational, which left everyone dumbfounded. On the eighth day of October, the last day of the Jingshan Water and Land Dojo sponsored by Yinxi, Sheng Jia came to the Shouchun Hall to break the seventh day for Empress Dong.For forty-nine days, cymbals made noise in the daytime, money was burned for food at dusk, and flames were set off at night.The altar of repentance, the altar of Vajra, the altar of the Buddhist scriptures, the altar of Huayan, and the altar of water and land are extremely lively. Countless monks, officials, and servants are so busy that they are dizzy.Every seven days, the emperor would visit the dojo to pay homage in person, sobbing endlessly, and even the monks who became monks were deeply moved by it.Seventy-seven forty-nine days finally passed, and the Zi Palace of Empress Daxing has become a treasure palace, where fragrant flowers are offered, and it is extremely solemn.The water and land ashram accepted the ceremony, and the whole court, inside and outside the palace, breathed a sigh of relief. After forty-nine days of extreme exertion, Inhishen could not help lying down.He wants to have a good sleep with peace of mind.But before his clear dream came, the emperor's edict arrived, saying that Sheng Jia would arrive at the Wanshan Hall immediately and asked him to prepare to meet him.Indenxi had no choice but to get up quickly.What is this emperor, who is so affectionate as the sea, going to do for Empress Dong? I really don't know how many tears he had, and he still can't shed them cleanly. Under the gloomy ancient pines and cypresses in front of the palace, Inxi who greeted the emperor was secretly surprised. The sadness and sadness had been swept away from the emperor's brows. His expression was natural, calm and calm, and there was a certain mature sternness in his eyes, as if two months old. Zhong grew up ten years old.After entering the Wanshan Hall, when the guests and hosts were seated on the futons, the emperor suddenly smiled, he was completely a kind and generous benefactor.In an instant, Inxi's tiredness disappeared, and she served the pale king with special care. "Monk Xie started the construction and presided over the Jingshan Water and Land Road Chang Daxing. The empress was able to rebirth and was freed from the suffering of reincarnation. I have all five things in mind." Fulin said calmly, with a happy expression. Indenxi replied: "Empress Dong became enlightened when the moon was full in Gengzi's autumn. It is no different from Prince Siddhar who saw the star and realized the Tao. It is a miracle! Therefore, all living beings have the wisdom and virtue of the Tathagata. "Fulin nodded and sighed: "Only by sending her away like this can I feel at ease and be worthy of her true feelings. I have finally fulfilled a wish." Ningxi said quietly: "Dragon girl becomes a Buddha." , Sheng Jia cherishes it." Fulin also said quietly: "Now my heart is ashamed, and all thoughts are empty, I come to find a monk to shave me, and I will become a monk from now on." Inning Xi was shocked, fought a cold war, and shouted Said: "Long live, don't have such an idea! The king's body is the safety of the world..." He said, his face flushed with tension. Fulin said indifferently: "As a monk, to practice Zen and learn Taoism, you should not be free to be angry, angry or frightened. The so-called one thought of anger can open a million barriers. Doesn't the monk understand?" Turning his head, Fulin smiled: "Senior brother, this clean room next to the hall, I will return to practice and meditate from now on, and I will never go back to the Palace of Qianqing and the Hall of Mental Cultivation. Brother saved an emperor in the world and escaped into the Buddhist gate. Isn't it a blessing?" A great merit?" Inxi was silent for a moment, then lowered her head and said in a low voice: "Long live, absolutely not!" "Senior brother, don't you believe in my sincerity?" Fulin turned around calmly and calmly, and pulled the stick behind his head with his left hand. The braid was black and shiny, and the dagger at the waist was pulled out with the right hand, and it was cut off at the root with a bang! "Wow!" The servants yelled in shock and rushed forward, but it was too late.Fulin's various actions were calm and dignified, calm and perfectly suited to his status, but this crucial braid-cutting action was as fast as lightning, and no one had time to react.The black braid, like a twisted and twisted snake, was thrown to the spot in a "swipe".Everyone looked at it and twisted it for the last time, as if it was a living thing, everyone was stunned, too shocked to speak. "Hahahaha!" Fulin took off his hat, shook his head, his black hair was scattered all over his head, and he laughed triumphantly, joyfully, and with a bit of sorrow, and the laughter echoed in the deep and gloomy Hall of Wanshan.He wiped away the tears from his cheeks laughing, and said: "It's so easy to cut off thousands of threads of troubles in an instant! From then on, you will be naked and careless!...Brother, are you still unwilling to shave me?" After finishing speaking, he shouted again laughing out loud. Out of astonishment, out of emotion, out of some kind of vanity, and also out of faint fear, Ningxi ordered his disciples to prepare an incense table and present a saber. In the Hall of Wanshan, he used trembling hands to shave the hair of the emperor of the Qing Empire.Half an hour later, the emperor had become a lean and handsome little monk with a newly shaved bald head and a greenish-green head, and a dazzling red cassock. The news that the emperor sent out his home was like a bolt from the blue, shocking everyone in the court.The emperor of the Qing Dynasty would do such an absurd thing!I can't even dream of it.In the emergency meeting of the king and ministers discussing politics, the first decision was to strictly block the news, and those who discussed the leaks would be executed; the second decision was that all the courtiers go to kowtow to the emperor in turn, begging him to return to the palace and deal with state affairs.As for the inner palace, it was even more flustered. Crying continuously from morning to night, the queen and concubines are all in a situation of being abandoned. Looking back at the past, can you not be sad? No matter how strict the ban was, the news spread throughout the capital.People whispered, thinking of the astonishingly expensive funeral of Empress Dong, and the story of the amorous emperor spread everywhere.Han officials and scholars knew a little bit about the details, so they added more details, making the whole story a shocking and scandalous history; Buddhist believers praised the emperor who abandoned his glory, wealth and throne, saying that he was worthy of being reincarnated as the King of the Golden Wheel; Witnessing this chaos, I thought it was a good time and wanted to do something.As a result, the Wucheng soldiers and horses received many reports of unlawful premeditation, and the Wucheng procuratorate quickly reported them, and they arrived at the meeting of the king and ministers.Another order was urgently issued: the guards of the capital, led by the commander of the guard battalion, the commander of the guard, and the admiral of the nine-door infantry patrol and the commander of the third battalion, patrolled day and night and took strict precautions to prevent accidents. Princes, county kings, Baylor, Beizi, Gong and other relatives and ministers of Manchuria went to the Hall of Wanshan to persuade the emperor to change his mind; , to relieve the empress dowager's worries.Strange to say, amidst the rush of people coming and going, there were only two people who were calm and not panicking at all.One is Fulin himself, who devotes himself to meditating and practicing Zen. He never sees his relatives and ministers. He only invites ministers and scholars to talk about poetry and painting when he is interested, but he is not allowed to mention a word about political affairs.The other is the Empress Dowager Zhuang.She neither went to the Pantheon, nor expressed sorrow or sorrow.She saw all the people who came to pay a visit; she listened to all the words of comfort and persuasion, and she always smiled kindly, and never expressed any opinion on her son's renunciation.This mother and son! After the event of the emperor's shaving, this is the second time An Wang Fujin has entered the palace.The last time I went to comfort the empress dowager, who would have thought that the empress dowager was not sad.When she returned home, she discussed with her husband and took Bingyue back to the palace.Empress Dong passed away, and the emperor became a monk again. Wouldn't Bingyue become an orphan without father or mother?Prince An agreed, and today the couple came to the palace.Yue Le naturally went to the Wanshan Hall to meet him, once a day, every time he was rejected.I'm afraid it's the same today. At Donghua Gate, the couple broke up, Yue Le went to Xiyuan, and Nala brought Ah Chou to Jingyun Gate.To catch the ice moon, it must be Ah Chou.But without the permission of the master in the palace, the slaves and maids can't go one step further.After Nala Fujin got off the sedan chair, he told Ah Chou to wait in the row of maids' rooms outside the Jingyun Gate, and went in by himself. Nala couldn't understand this ugly most.Recently, his appearance has grown longer and better, but his eyes have become more and more demented.Queen Daxing returns home after the cremation ceremony. Her husband tells her about Ah Chou's weird behavior and asks her to find out what happened.She spent a lot of energy, and in the end she was so angry that she ignored the good reputation of An Wangfu's benevolence and kindness, and whipped the whip, but Ah Chou didn't say a word, and still got nothing.What's the use of prying her mouth open with a knife?She is like a mute.Her husband didn't take her action seriously, so she had no choice but to stare at him and said: "If you have the ability, try it yourself! I don't believe that this stone man has anything on his mind, just watch the fun!" How could Aunt Meng not have anything on her mind?However, these years of personal experience and what she has seen and heard made her firmly believe that only by becoming a mute can she avoid new misfortunes.She has been worried about Rong Niu'er in Chengqian Palace, but it is impossible to inquire about her situation.That day in Jingshan, she stayed in a corner of the maid's room, looking faintly like a little mouse.But each of the other maids knew a lot of things, and you talked about the burial within a few words.My God, the maids and eunuchs of Chengqian Palace will be burned alive!At this moment, Meng Gu concluded without hesitation that Rong Niu'er was her lovely and pitiful little sister Rong Gu!The long-saved longing for relatives, grief and anger suddenly erupted through this gap, Meng Gu, who had always been silent and cold as frost, burst out, and rushed out of the maid's room like crazy, and rushed to the iron fence... To be honest, if that day If it wasn't for her master, Prince An, to be in charge, and if it wasn't for Prince An's inexplicable curiosity about her, she wouldn't have survived.She stared blankly at the place where the great ceremony was incinerated for a long time. The rare treasures worth tens of millions, the Shentan Nether House, the coffin of Empress Daxing, and the thirty palace eunuchs who died in the funeral had all been reduced to ashes.Where's Aunt Rong?Where did she go without her among the martyrs?How can she say all this?Maybe Rong Gu's life was hanging on the tip of her tongue? ... This damn palace wall!If only I could fly to Chengqian Palace to take a look! ...Several whistles came one after another, coming from the cypress forest in the south, not far away, a few people in the clothes of palace servants were there to tune the hawks.The poor bird used to fly freely above the high mountains and among the blue sky and white clouds, but now its feet are chained, and even if it flies, it is only a dozen feet away! A familiar figure flashed in front of Meng Gu's eyes, and her heart was pounding.This figure evokes the very distant and beautiful dream deep in her memory: blue Malan grass all over the mountains and fields, blossoming old apricot trees, mother, Rong Gu, Brother Tong Chun, Brother Tong Qiu, the little tartar Fei Yaose... ...Fei Yaose!Just like him!It's exactly the same as the little Tartar who came to report to Rong Gu two years ago!Just half a head taller. Menggu was flustered and short of breath, trembling.For the first time in more than two years, I ran into an acquaintance!Her eyes suddenly filled with hot tears... But, could it be a mistake?Will he talk to me?My lowly slave! ... Menggu gritted her teeth secretly, and gave it a go!She walked out of the maid's room, quick-witted, pretended to look down for something, and slowly moved towards the cypress forest.The Jingyunmen guard glanced at her lazily, ignored her, and continued to chat with the eunuch in a low voice. Meng Gu approached that person step by step, feeling her heart was about to jump out of her mouth.She pressed her chest tightly, then raised her head suddenly, and asked tremblingly in a voice that was unfamiliar to her: "Master, did you see an embroidered silk handkerchief?" The "Master" turned his head indifferently and said: "No!..." But he immediately opened his mouth wide, his eyes widened: "You, you... are sister Menggu?" I was so choked up that I couldn't say anything. Fei Yaose didn't care much, and hurriedly asked: "Where are you? Why did you come into the palace?" "I... I am a slave in Prince An's Mansion... Today I came with Fujin..." "Did you see Sister Rong?"" She! Where is she? Tell me quickly! Is she still alive?" Meng Gu grabbed Fei Yaose's arm. Fei Yaose hurriedly said: "Don't worry, let me tell you..." Just the day before the incineration ceremony, Fei Yaose went to Jingshan together to send a falcon, which was the favorite bird of Empress Daxing during her lifetime. Dongqing wants to be buried for her. At the same time, two white cats, a cage of canaries, and a cage of lovebirds were also sent.They were led to a house on the hillside of Jingshan Mountain. The windows of the house were nailed tightly and smeared tightly. No one could see what was going on inside. The martyr of fate. When Fei Yaose and the others were about to leave, they suddenly saw a chief eunuch leader hurriedly approaching, said something to the guard guards, and the guards entered the room, and after a while escorted out a delirious and extremely weak court lady, Someone came and took her away half-armed and half-dragged.Fei Yaose almost jumped up, because he saw clearly that the maid was Rong Gu! During the cremation ceremony, Fei Yaose also carefully identified that there was indeed no Ronggu among the people buried.He inquired carefully, and by chance, the superiors revealed something in the chat: Aunt Su Ma, who was next to the Queen Mother, told the Queen Mother that Rong Niuer had committed a mistake and was not worthy of being buried, and that she suspected that Rong Niuer was not a girl under the banner. Then it is even more unworthy to go with the queen of Daxing.The queen mother ordered to investigate, and quickly found out the truth, Rong Niu was a slave girl who was pretending to be a slave!The emperor was furious, and beheaded Rong Niu's original owner and his wife to show the public. Rong Niu was not qualified to stay in the palace, so she was kicked out. "...I don't know what happened after she left..." Fei Yaose suddenly panicked when he said this, and hurriedly whispered: "Someone is here!... If you have news from Sister Rong, let me know as soon as possible." Me!..." "Fei Yaose!" Following the loud shout, a man with the appearance of a boss and thick eyebrows walked over quickly, and grabbed Fei Yaose: "You are not allowed to talk to servants, and you Forgot! Where is the eagle you tuned? Flying? How do you keep up with the boss? You bastard!" He angrily raised his hand and hit the whip. Fei Yaose raised his arms to protect his head and face, the whip was on his back.He jumped up, crying and shouting: "She threw away her veil and asked me if she saw it, is she blaming me? What's so special about the eagle flying, the third elder brother asked me to let go to tame it, if you don't believe me, ask the third elder brother Brother, why did you hit me? Huh... Who doesn't know that I, Fei Yaose, is the youngest police officer in Shangshan's custody of Yingyao. Tell me in detail where you work, secretly wink at Meng Gu, and cry loudly. Hearing the words of the third elder brother, the leader softened at first, but he refused to bow his head immediately, and pretended to be impatient and said: "Don't cry, I won't beat you. But you let the eagle go, so why don't you fly away?" What to do? Hai Dongqing! I have to be punished as well!" Fei Yaose tilted his head and gave him a disdainful look, then turned around and whistled sharply and loudly at the sky, and the bird landed far away on the top of a big pine tree proudly majestic. The steel-gray eagle that looked at them spread its wings and flew up with a "huh", circled twice above their heads, and landed lightly on Fei Yaose's shoulder. "Hi, hi, good boy!" The little boss was happy, and quickly expressed his kindness to Fei Yaose: "Forget that I made a mistake, can I buy you a drink? Teach me your hand..." The little boss put his arms around Fei Yaose Bright shoulders, the two walked south. Meng Gu looked at Fei Yaose's back for a long time, then walked slowly back to the maid's room, filled with joy.loved ones!Fellow sister!Alive, escaped the dreadful merciless fire, alive!She wants to run, jump, and scream at the top of her lungs!But she can't do anything.She hid in a small, dark corner of the maid's room, facing the cold wall, first pressed her hot hands to it, and then pressed her hot face to it.She was so excited that she felt uncomfortable, she smiled softly at the wall, and the tears rolled down.A glimmer of hope penetrated into her dark heart. At this moment, her hostess felt cold because the Queen Mother refused to return Bingyue to her.The queen mother smiled slightly, so kind that you couldn't be dissatisfied. Even those who opposed her couldn't help nodding her head: "...I am old, and I like my grandchildren to accompany me, watching them play and listening to me." They laughed and talked, and it was also a joy in old age! Little Bingyue is the most lovable. A few days ago I was caught in the wind and cold, and the doors and windows were closed tightly to prevent the wind from blowing. Right? But the wind is also afraid of the cold! I asked her why the wind is afraid of the cold? She widened her eyes seriously and said: If the wind is not afraid of the cold, why does it like to rush into people’s arms? Look!..." She spoke with smile lines all over her face, stroked her hair and said, "What a good boy! As a grandma, how can I be willing to lose such a baby by my side!" An Wang Fujin could only laugh along with him, but he felt a little bit in his heart. Sour.The Empress Dowager seemed to see through her mind, and said: "There is another layer, you must have thought about it. Bingyue is already a princess, her status is certain, so it's hard to condescend!..." Nalashi nodded repeatedly.At this time, the eunuch asked Prince An to see him. Empress Dowager Zhuang smiled and said, "Sure enough, come in." : "You go back." Fujin still wanted to say a few words to her husband, and asked Bingyue to return to the mansion for a few days.Yue Le's complexion was ugly, he didn't want to listen to her speech at all, so he stopped her immediately and said: "I have a business meeting, it's inconvenient for you to be here, kneel down to the Queen Mother quickly." Although Fu Jin was full of grievances, he still knelt down obediently to the Queen Mother.The queen mother kept looking at the two of them with a smile, listening to what they said, seeing that Fujin was leaving, she had no intention of keeping him. As soon as Fujin left, Yue Le hurriedly said: "Empress Dowager, Your Majesty still refuses to meet. But today is different, a young novice came to convey the emperor's holy will, and ordered me to meet the empress dowager, saying that the emperor has entrusted the empress dowager with something. "The Empress Dowager Zhuang didn't speak, but only gestured to La Aunt Su Ma. La Aunt Su Ma walked into the bedroom, and when she came back, she held a jade box inlaid with a gold filigree dragon and phoenix. The queen mother opened the lid of the box with her hand, took out a piece of paper, and handed it to Yue Le silently. Yue Le took a look and recognized the emperor's vigorous and powerful handwriting, entitled "Monk Xingzhi's Letter to the Empress Dowager".After only reading a few lines, Yue Le's face turned blue. Before he finished reading, he knelt down in front of the Queen Mother, shaking like a fever, and said: "The Queen Mother knows, Yue Leruo With this thought, there will be five thunders from heaven!" Monk Xingchi wrote in the letter, apart from accusing him of unfilial piety and expressing his renunciation from the world of mortals, the main point is to ask Yue Le to preside over the state affairs. If the Queen Mother approves, he will give Yue Le the seat of Zen. Empress Dowager Zhuang said with a smile: "Get up, it's not worth it. If I was suspicious of you, I wouldn't show it to you." Yue Le wiped off the cold sweat dripping from his neck, and said hesitantly, "But--, what should I do? His Majesty won't listen to anything he says, and he won't see anyone..." The Empress Dowager Zhuang suppressed her smile and said in thought, "It's useless to be anxious until the fire is ready. Last year Jinling was in crisis like this. The more you persuade, the more you don't listen, and the more The more he jumped, the more he jumped. But he is neither stupid nor stupid, and he will understand when he calms down." Yue Le was still uneasy in his heart, and said: "This time is different. Empress Dong has gone, and the emperor is too sad..." Queen Mother With a long sigh: "Oh, even you don't understand! Is he doing this just because of Wu Yunzhu?..." Yue Le was startled, and his confused heart suddenly brightened, with a burst of sadness, a burst of heartache, and tears "The ground fell. For a long time, the queen mother suppressed her grief, calmed down again, and said: "Whether you want a country or a beauty, let alone a dead beauty? It is not difficult to choose if you wake up. Even if he doesn't realize it for a while, there are cabinets, six ministries, and political meetings. It won’t cause him to stop because of this. I think he needs someone to untie the bell if he wants to realize it.” “The empress dowager means…” The empress dowager smiled: “Monk Xingchi’s master Yulin Tongxiu is coming to Beijing soon, and he will send a competent minister Come out of Beijing to welcome you!" Sure enough, as the Empress Dowager expected, within a few days, on October 15th, the national teacher Yulin Tongxiu arrived in Beijing, almost got off his horse and went straight to Da Nei Wanshan Hall; on October 16th, The emperor returned to the palace; on weekdays of October 10th, as if nothing had happened, the emperor went to court early in the morning, dealing with state affairs, with a peaceful mind, a natural and peaceful expression.Indeed, he never took off his hat, and everyone knew that he had no braids behind his back, but who dared to take a look! Everyone breathed a sigh of relief that the crisis was finally over. 后来侍从太监禀告皇太后，玉林国师处理此事极为干净利落，劝皇上还俗也不过用了三五句话。 玉林一进万善殿，立刻命他的徒子徒孙们把茚溪森捆绑在石柱上，四周架起柴禾，因他竟敢替皇上落发，准备点火烧他。随后，玉林进了他的小徒弟行痴也即福临的方丈室。两人一见，光头和尚与光头皇帝相对，玉林纵然心事重重，也忍俊不禁了。而福临呢？又是一场开怀大笑。 福临立即对玉林说：“朕思上古，唯释迦如来舍王宫而成正觉，达摩舍国位而为禅祖。朕欲效法，师父以为如何？"玉林摇头，正色道：“若以世法论，皇上宜永居正位，上以安圣母之心，下以乐万民之业。若以出世法论，皇上宜永作国王帝主，外以护持诸佛正法之轮，内住一切大权菩萨智所住处。"福临默然沉思。殿外呼喊声喧闹一片，堆起的柴薪已经点着了火，茚溪森念佛声盖过了所有的嘈杂。福临走到窗前看了一眼，忙道：“师父不要怪罪师兄，是朕命他净发的。”“怪不怪，无需细究。除非皇上蓄发，茚溪不能无罪。"烟火腾起，茚溪森已被裹在其中了。福临无可奈何地笑道：“饶了师兄吧！朕静听师决就是。"茚溪森得救了。代价便是福临蓄发还俗。 以为危机过去的人，又高兴得太早了。蓄发后的皇上象是换了个人。他对国家政事失去了兴趣，再没有从前励精图治、勤政爱民、日理万机的劲头了。上奏本章堆积如山，他懒得批阅；大臣们求见，他也不高兴翻膳牌。他整日不是看书便是参禅，此外便是打猎出巡。在宫内，他对皇太后恭顺如旧，但对后妃们极其冷淡。只有小董鄂妃，被他天天翻牌，召往养心殿，引起后妃的强烈忌恨。在朝廷内，他好象把对济度的愤概和对董皇后早逝的怨恨一古脑儿撒在满洲亲贵身上，对他们格外疏远，也格外严厉。许多满大臣都害怕皇上又要搞什么新花样，大有惶惶不可终日之感。 他几乎不再提起董皇后，也许随着岁月的流逝，他会渐渐把往事忘却。 可是，十二月初，玉林通琇归山时，皇上赐给他御笔亲书唐诗一幅，笔墨淋漓，仿佛滴着泪珠：“洞房昨夜春风起，遥忆美人湘江水；枕上片时春梦中，行尽江南数千里。……