The first dude in the Qing Dynasty

Liang Jiugong returned to Qianqing Palace out of mind, and even Kangxi could see his abnormality.

"What? That rebellious son doesn't appreciate it?" Kangxi was drinking tea and reading a book, and said in his mouth: "Didn't he ask me for those things a long time ago? Why is it so hypocritical now?"

Liang Jiugong knelt down with a thud: "Long Live Lord."

Kangxi frowned: "What's wrong?"

Liang Jiugong kowtowed and said, "Long Live Lord, there are some words that I dare not say, but I dare not not say them..."

Kangxi's expression turned cold instantly, and he said lightly: "I forgive you for your innocence."

"Hey." Liang Jiugong leaned down and said tremblingly: "The servant received the order of the Long Live Lord and sent those antique calligraphy and paintings and Western books to the Sixth Brother's residence..."

……

A quarter of an hour later, Liang Jiugong, who was lying on the ground and repeated Yinzuo's words verbatim, finally dared to raise his head: "Long live Lord?"

I saw that Kangxi's face was livid, and he jumped up against the case: "Nizi! Nizi! I have considered him wholeheartedly, and picked him out from the cusp of the storm, which made him feel a lot of resentment!"

Liang Jiugong looked at Kangxi's slightly trembling hands, and said anxiously: "Long live Lord, calm down, calm down, sixth elder brother is young and ignorant..."

"Young and ignorant?" Kangxi said coldly: "I don't think he knows how to advance or retreat! His identity, status, and honor are all given by me, so what if I take them back? There is something wrong with my petting him." !"

"If Jun has no intentions, he will rest?" Kangxi slammed the book heavily on the dragon case, and shouted: "I don't think he knows what a gentleman is!"

The body shook violently.

Liang Jiugong was scared out of his wits. He quickly got up and grabbed Kangxi's trembling hand: "Long live, what's the matter with you? This slave is going to call the imperial doctor..."

Kangxi sat back on the dragon chair, shook his head slightly, and closed his eyes: "Let me be quiet, let me be quiet..."

"Long Live Lord..." Liang Jiugong was shocked to find that Kangxi's jaw began to tremble, and he ran out of the hall with trembling legs, ignoring Kangxi's order: "The imperial physician... quickly, go to the imperial physician..."

-

Although not under Kangxi's order, Yin Zuo, with his wounds torn on both hands, can't go anywhere and can only stay at home.

Since the night of the fight, whether Kangxi or those brothers, no one has bothered him, but Wangcai can always get new wound medicine every few days. If you are more intense and caring, treat it as if you don’t know it, and use it silently.

Seven or eight days later, Yinzuo's hands were finally free again, and his ten fingers were still flexible, but the scars on his palms were a bit glaring.

Yinzuo is very satisfied that he has a good sense of proportion, otherwise he will be disabled in order to vent himself, and it will be a big loss.

The color and taste of the medicine in Wangcai's hand was different again. Seeing that he was hesitant to speak but stopped trying to persuade himself to take the medicine, Yinzuo said lightly: "Take it up! It's not a good thing, do you still want to keep it Can't you make a commemoration?"

Only then did Wangcai go up to give him medicine and said, "Master, I heard that Lord Long Live went to court yesterday."

Yinzuo's movements froze, and he hummed after a long while, feeling relieved. Although Kangxi reigned for 61 years in history, he is only 37 years old now, so there shouldn't be anything wrong, but it is inevitable to worry in his heart.

"Master..." Wangcai glanced at him cautiously, and said, "Long Live Lord's illness has nothing to do with you... right?"

Yinzuo sneered: "how can you have such a great ability?"

Wangcai said: "But from that day on, Eunuch Liang treated the slaves strangely..."

Yin Zuo interrupted: "You think too much."

He lowered his face again and said: "Wangcai, my status is no better than before. If you still can't let go of the old glory, even if you want to leave someone by your side to visit my mother for me, I will not choose you."

Wangcai took two steps back in a panic, knelt down with a thud, and said, "Master! This slave has been serving you since I was eight years old. Apart from serving you, this slave can't do anything, and I don't want to do anything... Regardless of the master Whatever your status is, this servant will follow you. This servant is not greedy for vanity, but just wronged for you. I beg you to forgive this servant. I will not dare to make my own decisions in the future. In the future, except to visit my master, this servant will accept everyone No see, don't inquire about anything."

Yin Zuo nodded and said: "It's good that you can remember. Get up, you and I have a small relationship, and I'm not used to it without you. It's just, what kind of life is what I want, I compare You know, don't do unnecessary things in the future."

Wangcai wiped away tears happily: "Yes, yes."

Yin Zuo patted him on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, as long as you think about me, no matter how poor I am, I will always earn money to support you..."

Wangcai's eyes widened: "Huh?"

Yinzuo laughed, took a sip of tea from the teacup, and said, "Go and find a warehouse, and seal everything you have given me—including the tea leaves that my father drank. When you're done, give me the key. Don't move again from now on. Also, let's calculate how much money we have left, see if we can buy a Zhuangzi shop or something, after so many days of idleness, it's time to get on with life."

Wangcai nodded in agreement, and said: "Master, the man in the middle replied yesterday, saying that he had found some guards and brought them over to pick them up in the afternoon. Master, the slaves always feel that the hired guards and servants are always unreliable. Why don't you ..."

Yin Zuo said lightly: "The deed of selling one's body is just a piece of paper, what is there to be reliable? You came from the palace, don't you understand this?"

……

In the afternoon, Zhongren brought more than 30 people over, all of them looked neat, full of energy, and their eyes were bright and clear.

Yin Zuo sat on the chair, looked at it playfully, and wondered, is this a guard or a male model?

His first criterion for selecting bodyguards is to be pleasing to the eye, and these people are all qualified, as if they were chosen according to his preferences.

"One tael of silver a month, including food and housing. If you want, you can play a few fists and kicks in the end. If you think you can see it, you can stay."

"Master! Lord!" Wangcai tugged on Yinzuo's sleeve and lowered his voice: "Hold it down! Lower it, Lord! The servant has asked, but any guard with some skills will get at least two taels! Two taels!"

Yin Zuo ignored him and continued: "Who will come first?"

Contrary to Wangcai's expectations, none of the more than 30 people left, or they stepped forward to play a set of fists and kicks, or fought in pairs.

When he woke up, he found that his master had left everyone behind, so he hurriedly said, "Master, although they are very skilled, we don't want so many people!"

Yinzuo said: "It's okay, it's cheap, I can afford it."

He also beckoned the young man who was standing alone to the side, and said, "Why don't you leave or end?"

The young man said indifferently: "When you are in school, you are killing people, not playing tricks."

Yinzuo smiled and said: "Then you can go. What I want is just the ability to play tricks."

The young man was silent for a moment, took off his coat and threw it aside, walked slowly into the arena, and said lightly: "Who is coming?"

No one answered.

Yin Zuo clapped his hands and said: "Everyone, come on! The one with the best skills will be the chief guard, the second, third, fourth, and fifth will be the team leader. Let me make it clear first, no matter what position you are in, it is only one tael of silver."

Although there is no salary increase, the competition for the position of leader is still very fierce. There is no need for Yin Zuo to set any rules, and there will be a chaos in the end, and he will know who is strong and who is weak.

When they were serious, Wangcai was even more dumbfounded. The performance of these people just now was more than just hiding their clumsiness, it was just to tease you!

Half an hour later, the top five people stood in front of him, and the most powerful one was the young man who refused to play.

"Sign up."

"I'm Chen Zhuo."

"An Xiuming."

"Wonderful Mountain."

"Zuo Xiangchen."

"Feng Hai."

Yin Zuo nodded: "My name is Lin Mo, you can call me Master Lin. The four team leaders will pick people later, how to do it, what to do, Chen Zhuo, you arrange it."

He said again: "There are not many rules here, just the same, be obedient. Tell the east not to the west, tell the dog not to chase the chicken. If you can't do it, you can leave by yourself. I won't listen to the explanation, and I won't give you an explanation." A second chance. Chen Zhuo, you take them to pick people, and then find Wangcai to arrange board and lodging, that's it, let's go!"

Turn away.

Wangcai followed behind him, worried: "Master, why do you feel that something is wrong? These people are too skilled! Master, we are not being treated as fat sheep, right? No, I have to go and see them!"

Yinzuo stopped and looked at Wangcai: "Wangcai."

"what?"

Yin Zuo patted him on the shoulder and sighed: "You are so smart. Go!"

-

In the outer courtyard, Chen Zhuo stood on the steps, with four team leaders behind him, and the thirty or so people standing quietly underneath.

Chen Zhuo said indifferently: "Master Lin's identity, everyone must have a good idea. It's not Chen's turn to ask about everyone's background, but there is one ugly thing to say first."

After a slight pause, his sharp eyes swept over everyone one by one, and said: "Mr. Lin may not be very prominent when he is alive, but if something happens to him. Everyone here, no matter how big your backstage is , no matter whose salary you are eating in private, you will only end up beheaded, and even the people behind you will be affected."

"Chen has a family, and he doesn't want to be buried with any of you, and everyone is the same. Therefore, Chen hopes that everyone will be more concerned about the safety of Master Lin... If anyone has evil intentions, it will be my life and death. ! Chen will never tolerate it!"

An Xiuming interjected: "Master Chen, don't worry, everyone is not a fool. Since you have entered this door, Master Lin's safety will be tied to our lives—if anyone really harbors evil intentions, I, An Xiuming, will be the first to spare him." !"

"Exactly, I also want to live for two more years."

Chen Zhuo saw their attitudes, nodded and said, "That's the best. Now let's start the martial arts competition. The four with the best skills will take turns to protect Master Lin, and the team leader will pick the rest."

……

Yinzuo, who was drinking tea in the small flower hall, listened to Wangcai's small report, and said, "This Chen Zhuo is not simple, so be careful when you talk and do things in the future."

"What? He has a problem? The servant doesn't look like it!"

"He deliberately made everyone think that he was sent by the Lord Long Live or the fourth brother."

Wangcai's eyes widened: "Isn't he?"

"He is not."

If it was someone from the Kangxi or Yinzhen faction, they would either hide in the dark and never let him notice, or they would hand it over to him directly, and they would never make such high-profile but vague hints.

"Could it be...he belongs to the prince?" Wangcai stomped his feet: "I'm going to go now..."

Yin Zuo interrupted: "He is not."

"That……"

Yinzuo bowed his head and drank tea: "If he wants to do something, you can't guard against it. Just don't talk nonsense in front of him from now on."

"Oh, oh oh."