[Qing Chuan] I will be the national teacher for Kangxi

Kangxi left early, and without knowing it turned around, he danced wildly in the temple. Grandma Stove King cooked the kitchen herself, and set up a banquet in the temple that night to celebrate Yinfeng warmly.

When the food was served, Yinfeng was still a little apprehensive: "What if it's just a temporary calm?"

"What are you afraid of? Brother Zhao Gongming is a disciple of the Lord Tongtian!" Qingyang said calmly, "At worst, I will take you out of the East China Sea and live in Biyou Palace. Your father also asked me to give you a new order, I Let me tell you this - being the biggest social animal is not necessarily happy."

Yinfeng: "...? What is 'shechu'?"

Qingyang: "...that is, the poor man who was enslaved by the memorial, and finally died of exhaustion on the copy."

"..." Yinfeng shuddered.

Grandma Stove King held a banquet in person, without any publicity, and ghosts from all over Qinhuai came here upon hearing the news.In order to prevent the neighbors from being affected, Qingyang also generously invited monks to protect the narrow alley, which attracted the amazement of the ghosts:

"It's really a strange story through the ages! Taoist temples set up flowing water seats and hire monks to sit in the town."

"Hee hee, you don't know yet, this Taoist priest and that monk originally belonged to the same family. One of the grandpa and grandson became a Buddhist and the other a Taoist."

"That's right, you see, this Taoist temple and the monk's temple are both together, and it's just around the corner."

Qingyang calmly faced these fussy comments: "Today is also an early celebration. Qingxun, after this month's work, I can give you an answer today."

Yinfeng was shocked immediately.

Walking and walking is a must-pass test for those who have just entered the Tao, and it is also called "dusting and labor".During the journey, the practitioner will take care of chores, trifles, do hard work, and occasionally go through some tests, so as to evaluate the person's character.At the same time, this process can also help practitioners adapt to the Taoist life as soon as possible, hone their character, and cultivate their faith.

Generally speaking, this process is quite long, especially during the travel period, you need to learn the basic majesty of Taoism, master the basic classics, etiquette, scripture rhyme, magic instruments, etc. you need to master.Daoist Zhang Shuangying of the City God Temple in the capital city told him that they observe and accept disciples, and they start their practice for three years.

Yinreeng was caught off guard by hearing Qingyang's words, and thought that Qingyang was dissatisfied with his recent performance, so he was rushed out of sweat, and hurried forward a few steps: "What didn't I do well? No, this will Come on-"

"..." Luo Hui stared at Yinfeng with the eyes of a dead man, and slowly pushed the cheap disciple away with the barrel of the god-killing gun.

Yinfeng: "...Let me go."

Yinfeng couldn't help but wiped his face, as if I shouldn't exist in this teacher-student relationship.

"Huh? Why do you think so?" Qingyang gave Yinrong a strange look, "I just want to say that you have performed well recently. You have no complaints about hard work such as cleaning and going to the field. You have a positive attitude. In my opinion When you go to the clinic, if you encounter a patient who vomits or has difficulty moving, you will also take the initiative to help... People who practice the Tao just need this kind of non-arrogant and indifferent attitude, and the so-called "being in harmony with the light" is the reason."

Chen Yuanyuan floated over with incense sticks in her arms, and stared at Yinfeng's head, hehe: "At first, we all thought you couldn't hold on! Remember? The first time you saw a patient vomit, you still ran out of the room holding your nose in disgust."

Such a big change also reflects Yinfeng's determination and will, Qingyang nodded and said: "So, I decided to choose a good day and auspicious day in a few days, and formally accept you as a disciple."

Yinfeng's eyes widened slowly, with surprise and surprise.

Xiao Zhuang and Aunt Su Ma watched silently, with pity and pride in their eyes.Stove King's grandma also wiped away tears excitedly beside her: "Wow, that's great, the good boy has accepted an apprentice!"

All the ghosts are happy for Yinfeng, and the ghosts who came to rub the water mat also gathered around to express their congratulations, only Aobai was holding a plate of scallion oil prawns, and while sucking slowly, he wondered: Why is there always such a thing? I feel something is wrong... Did the old man overlook something...

Just in time to see Shen Wansan passing by with a dozen or so incense sticks in his mouth, Oboi grabbed Mr. Shen by the back of his collar: "Tell me! Why does the Taoist chief accept apprentices? I always feel that something is wrong?"

"..." Shen Wansan said pitifully, "The disciple can inherit the master's dark soldiers and dark generals. After decades—or even a few years, the little boss will be promoted. You will be the ghost of Daoist Qingzun."

"——?!" Oboi dropped the prawns in his hand, stood up abruptly, and said frantically, "Damn, damn! Wait! The old man disagrees!"

Yinreng slowly supported Aobai with a smile: "Sanqing is above, don't worry about Ao'er, I will treat you well..."

In Yinreng's imagination, it should be a very solemn and solemn thing to worship a teacher with a crown scarf.

As a disciple of the Three Purities, perhaps worshiping the Entrepreneurship School needs to open a Dharma altar, do fasting sacrifices, recite long scriptures, and invite ghosts and gods from all directions to witness.However, when it was his turn to worship Sanqing and Qingyang, he didn't even succeed in worshiping Qingyang's master, because Qingyang's master had not passed away, and it would be too unlucky to have a tablet or a portrait.

Faced with the resentful eyes of the new disciple, Qingyang said sincerely: "You want a 'crown scarf'? Your hairstyle...where is the crown?"

Yinfeng was extremely uncomfortable: "You said it earlier, I will grow my hair!"

No wonder, no wonder Miss Chen kept staring at his head when Master said that he would formally accept disciples.

With this bit of resentment, Yinreng went to find Grandma Stove King, expressing that he wanted to eat the kind of medicinal food that can grow hair.Every morning after that, the first thing he did after getting up and washing was to take a picture by the well to see if his hair had grown back?Has the double chin that had been lost so hard rebounded because of the medicated diet?

Standing by the well, Yinreng sighed, "How can this happen? I don't have a double chin, but I can't lose weight..."

"?" Qing Yang, who came to fetch water with Luo Hu, glanced at Yin Reng after hearing the words, "That means that you are healthy now. You were thin before because you were always worrying and worrying in the palace. "Neijing" "Yin and Yang Ying Xiang Da Lun" said, "Heaven has four seasons and five elements, which are used to grow and store, to produce cold and heat, dry dampness and wind. People have five viscera and five qi, which are used to produce joy, anger, worry, fear and fear. Therefore, joy and anger hurt qi, and cold and heat hurt Xing' You are always troubled by joy, anger, worry, thought, and fear in the palace, and people are not stable, and of course you are getting thinner day by day."

Grandma Stove King turned into an orange cat again, and came over with her tail flicking, proudly: "It also means that grandma is feeding well."

Luo Hu: "Shhh, shhh, step aside, don't get cat hair on the little Taoist priest's cassock."

Grandma Stove King: "..."

Not long after the time for chatting, there was a commotion inside and outside the Taoist temple. Ghosts came out of the ancestral hall in a file, and the pilgrims and patients who watched outside inevitably made sporadic voices.

Qingyang and Yinreng, as the only living people in the temple, were in charge of the appearance, so they quickly shut up and washed up. After taking care of themselves, Qingyang went to open the door and sent a doctor's number together with Yinreng.

Because Kangxi came to Qingfu temple with great fanfare, among the pilgrims and patients who came and went these few days, there were some who wanted to inquire about the news.Qingyang picked out the mistakes at a glance outside the door, and handed everything over to Yinreng. Fortunately, Yinreng had been tempered in the court for so many years, and he was able to deal with these things with ease.

Aobai came out of the ancestral hall and floated in front of Yinreng, just a few inches away, staring at Yinreng face to face: "..."

Yinfeng: "Thick neck, protruding eyes, is Ao Er suffering from gall disease?"

"Pfft—cough cough." Qingyang almost burst out laughing.

It's too bad, bye-bye is just staring down, saying that people with hyperthyroidism are okay?

Sony also floated out tremblingly, urging Oboi: "Ah, ah... blocking the old man to go out, bye."

A large group of Yin soldiers with incense in their mouths also rushed out, and their generals and military advisers were engulfed in enthusiasm and drifted into the distance.

Qingyang suppressed a smile and said: "If you continue to say goodbye in the future, I hope you can treat him better..."

The patient who was taking the number suddenly looked at Qingyang in horror.

Although Daoist Qingzun also spoke to the air just now, when he mentioned "gall disease", he called "Ao'er", obviously he was talking to the sick ghost.But Daoist Qingyang suddenly mentioned "inheritance bye" without thinking, and said "she". Could this bee be a person?No, no, it should be me who sees dirt.

Fortunately, Qingyang didn't make jokes with Yinreng anymore, and the day went smoothly in receiving pilgrims and seeing patients, until night, when all the ghosts came back to watch in a swarm.

"Too... Can Daoist Qingzun get used to it?" Nalan Rongruo leaned melancholy under the eaves, trying to resonate with Yinfeng, "every morning and evening are the noisiest times in the temple."

Before Yinfeng could answer, Chen Yuanyuan turned her head suddenly—it was a real one, turning her head 180 degrees like an owl: "What did you say?! Goodbye——" Chen Yuanyuan had already begun to call her courteously Shihe's comrades-in-arms, "Rong'er despises us! He says we chatter and quarrel every day—"

"..." Nalan Rongruo was dizzy for a while, it seemed that he didn't say that just now, and it wasn't so targeted.

Aobai immediately came over aggressively, as if he was a tyrant, but when he looked at Yinfeng, he said, "—Yes, we are very noisy, I think the prince won't get used to it! Actually it's nothing, Nalan Rongruo After living in Guanmen for less than five days, he said he wanted to move out."

Yinfeng's eyes were as gentle as water: "How could it be? How could it be noisy. If you stay here, you can inherit Ao'er. How can I leave?"

Obai: "..."

On the other end, Shen Wansan was also blocking Qingyang: "Little boss! I think the three-acre area of ​​the restaurant is no longer enough for me to use. Either you come up with some new ideas, or I want to be the same as before! Take the ghost away Tea-Horse Road."

Shen Wansan was a well-known Zhejiang businessman before his death. Although he was coveted by Zhu Yuanzhang because of his wealth and sent him to Yunnan, he still made a comeback on the ancient tea-horse road by virtue of his past connections and his own ability.

Luo Hu was teaching Qingyang how to use a gun in the backyard, but was disturbed by Shen Wansan, and his face was full of displeasure.But Mr. Shen is very measured, what he said was serious, and he stood very far away, so Luo Hu had no reason to vent his anger.

Qingyang was taken aback: "The Ancient Tea Horse Road?"

He had read about this in the books his master threw to him, and vaguely remembered that this was a trade route connecting the inland and the frontier.Most of this trade route was used to trade tea and horses, so it was named the Ancient Tea Horse Road.

Shen Wansan nodded: "I specifically asked Brother Jiu to find out. Now the border control of the Ancient Tea-Horse Road is not as strict as before, and there are also many private tea merchants leaving."

Qingyang actually wanted to say that the money is enough, but met Shen Wansan's "I want to make money!!!" gaze: "...Okay, okay."

"Then, does the little boss have any new ideas?" Shen Wansan asked immediately.

"???" Before Qingyang opened his mouth, Luo Hu was already getting impatient, "I didn't just say that, either give me an idea, or follow the old way. I have promised you to follow the old way, what more ideas do you need?"

"Money!" Shen Wansan said emotionally, "I can't earn enough. If there is a chance to earn more, why not earn more?"

Qingyang black line, in fact, Qingyang feels that the restaurant has opened up to the current scale, which is enough to support the Taoist temple, but since he has signed a ghost contract with Mr. Shen, and Mr. Shen has done his best, he naturally cannot be perfunctory or ignore Mr. Shen's mood: " let me see."

Previously, Chunsheng Restaurant had a lot of cyberpunk experiences, but it didn't cause any trouble because of the obsession with ghosts.The guests only thought that what they put on was the special clothes developed by the boss who came back from Fanbang, which would show a magical appearance under the changing light and shadow, and the same is true for those shiny tubes, just like the kaleidoscope, Like glass.

This time Qingyang wanted to do something simpler, without any need to hide it: "Then... let's escape from the secret room."

It just so happens that there are quite a few skilled craftsmen in the Yin Soldier team, and there are even those who were in charge of making tombs for the royal family during their lifetime, so they can be regarded as giving full play to their talents...

After leaving Qingfu Temple, Kangxi's anger gradually faded over time.

Sitting in the carriage on the return trip, Kangxi calmly recalled all the things in Qingfu Temple before with a little tiredness. The clearer the memory, the more unable to sleep peacefully.

He still remembered the resistance on Baocheng's face when he said he wanted to take Baocheng away, and recalled what his ancestor said when he persuaded him——

"Fulin and I have counted the prince's fate a long time ago. If we hadn't seen how you wasted the prince in the future, why did we stop you from taking him away today? If you still have a little bit of father-son affection, let's keep it and let him live .”

What is "wasted"?What is "let him live"?Kangxi wanted to refute, saying that Fulin's heart was not right, he was talking nonsense, he became a monk himself, and he wanted to bring a crooked grandson.But remembering Fulin's merciful image of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva on the bank of the Yellow River back then, his confidence was instantly emptied.

During this journey, Kangxi never had a good night's sleep.Occasionally, when I fall asleep, I will dream of sporadic fragments. Sometimes it is the appearance of Baocheng when I was a child, and sometimes it is the appearance of the prince disobedient and talking back, but more often it is the back of the prince leaving resolutely, or leaning on the bed slumped. Old and haggard, depressed, and dying.

Kangxi woke up suddenly.

Yes, is it because of Fulin's words?Suddenly have such a dream.Bao Cheng is only 28 years old, how can he be so frosty, his face is old, and his body is full of lifelessness?

This fear followed Kangxi all the time, making him uneasy, so that he fell ill halfway and set up camp for the time being.

"Your Majesty, Fifth Elder Brother sent someone to bring the watermelon." The eunuch waited by Kangxi's camp, followed by four guards, who carried a watermelon half the size of the eunuch together, "It is said that it was sent from a long distance. Yes, this melon is so rare to see, the fifth elder brother was worried that the melon would not be fresh if he hadn't tasted it for the Holy One, so he specially sent someone to bring it over."

Probably because of Kangxi's behavior of showing off melons, a new trend of "filial sons buying melons" rose up inside and outside the court.The melon brought in by the guards was so huge that Kangxi had never seen it in his life. It can be seen that the fifth elder brother Yinqi really took great pains to find it—or in other words, sent someone to find it.

Kangxi glanced at the huge silhouette of the melon through the tent with no expression on his face, and what he thought of was not the fifth elder brother, but the way Baocheng squatted down to put on his socks and shoes in Qingfu Temple: "... move in .”

"Yes." The eunuch quickly directed the guards to carry the melons into the camp, and then sent them out.

Turning around, the eunuch didn't hear the emperor's words for a long time. He felt anxious and panicked. Suddenly, Kangxi couldn't hear the emotion and asked: "You said, let Yinqi wear socks and overshoes for me, would he be willing?"

The eunuch was confused for a moment, thinking that there are servants like us serving him, so what kind of shoes does the sage want fifth elder brother to wear for him?This, this is a bit inappropriate, let elder brother do the work of a servant?Before this, there was no precedent?

However, if the Holy Majesty really asks for it, the fifth elder brother will definitely do it, as for whether he is happy or not...

The eunuch was sweating: "Fifth elder brother is pure and filial, so naturally he is willing."

Kangxi didn't speak, but he ignored the eunuch's words.

The more he returned to the crowd of palace people, the more he was eagerly courted by everyone, the more he missed Bao Cheng's squatting.It seemed that at that moment they were just a pair of ordinary father and son, without any throne or intrigue.

He even softened his heart for a moment, thinking that maybe this is not bad, that Qingfu Temple can also be regarded as a secret pure land in his heart...

Then the prince's words suddenly popped out of his mind: "It's a good thing... when the time comes, we will have the same view for four generations!"

Kangxi who was touched: "..."

God damn the same view of the four generations!Who wants to have the same view as Obai IV!Damn the demon way, abducted his crown prince, hid criminal officials, harbored evil intentions! !

…………

Kangxi's illness was not a serious problem, and the imperial physician who accompanied him this time finally managed to keep the chain. The guard of honor on the return journey only rested for one night, and continued on the next day, arriving at the Jehol Palace two days later.

The expression on Suo'etu's face as he stepped into the palace was that of generosity - His Majesty didn't get angry all the way, so he must want to go back to the palace and wipe out the Suo family, right?

Kangxi waved his hand to stop the pick-up team who wanted to meet him, moved Suo'etu to him, stepped back from left and right, and said coldly: "Qing Suo Aiqing's failure to report his knowledge is a serious crime. But at the time when the court is employing people, you will be detained three times." Years...five years," Kangxi changed twice, and then said, "Ten years' salary!"

The crown prince is lost, it would be good if the Suo family was not beheaded and exiled, what is the deduction of ten years' salary.

Kangxi is not the kind of emperor who can only get angry because of incompetence. Reason comes before emotion.Firstly, the Suo family has a great career, and the people in the court are intertwined. Getting rid of the Suo family is not only not beneficial to the government, but also has to give a reasonable reason. Wouldn't it expose the prince's affairs.

On the contrary, looking at it from another angle, the Suo family no longer has a prince to support, and now they can only stand in a neutral position, and he is more comfortable to use...

Kangxi thought for a while: "This punishment, I can't punish it on the bright side. You receive your salary as usual, and you will pay me the next day when you see me."

Although it is troublesome, the money must be fined.

Suo'etu: "..."

Forget it, keep your head, keep your black hat, a little salary is nothing... woo woo woo! !I wanted to donate my monthly salary to Qingfu Temple in the future to improve my father's living environment!Gone!

Suo'etu reluctantly thanked him, and at this time the guard of honor led by the fourth elder brother Yinzhen and the eighth elder brother Yinhu was allowed to approach.Suo Etu took advantage of the situation to sneak into the group of officials, and just breathed a sigh of relief when he was blocked by Mingzhu's eyes full of sourness: "The Holy Majesty is leaving the palace temporarily, and only Mr. Suo is with him, and Mr. Suo's holy family is thick."

Suo'etu was stabbed in the heart by Mingzhu. He was full of grief and anger and wanted to fight back, but then he thought: Hey, the son of this old fox is in the temple, and the future will not be inherited by the prince?

The pain in Suo'etu's heart suddenly turned into pleasure, and his whole body became energetic, looking at Mingzhu with disdain: "Heh."

There are times in the future when you beg me.

After thinking about being punished for his salary, Suo'etu made a small calculation in his heart, and whispered to Mingzhu: "Lord Nalan, you don't spend much for your son on weekdays, right? The old man went to the Qingfu Temple with the Holy One, but saw that the temple It's extremely small. How can this old man bear the pain of his father? Immediately donated a large sum of money for sesame oil!"

Relying on Mingzhu's absence, Suo'etu lied and ran on Mingzhu after bragging: "It can be seen that the filial piety of this old man is true and pure. As for Master Nalan's loving father... Hehe, just look at Rong Ruozi's nephew. After watching it for so long, Qingfu Temple is still the same size, so you can see a thing or two."

Pearl: "????"

Damn, this Suo'etu, what's wrong with you here!Doesn't Nalan Mingzhu know if Qingfu Temple has money?The Qingfu restaurant that we cooperated with in Kyoto alone is enough to buy a dozen shops in Kyoto. The master obviously doesn't want to expand it!

Thinking that Suo'etu didn't know anything about how much money he made by cooperating with the master, Mingzhu's anger suddenly turned into pleasure, and the whole person became energetic, looking at Suo'etu with disdain: "Heh."

Suo'etu: "??" I don't know what you are proud of, "Oh."

Mingzhu: "??" I don't know what you are proud of, "Oh."

Bystander official: "..."

A circle gradually opened up around the two of them, and the far away official whispered to his ears:

"What did Lord Suo and Lord Nalan say?"

"I don't know, anyway, it's not a day or two since they dislike each other."

"Looking at their expressions, I feel like I'm holding a hole card. I haven't heard of any disputes between these two recently? I don't know who won this time."

Qingfu Temple.

Sitting in his hut, Qing Yang listened to Shen Wansan being sent away with great difficulty, and Chen Yuanyuan, who finally got back Qingfu Restaurant’s control in Beijing, reported the accounts. In the dormitory, he helped Master fold the quilt and sweep the floor.

Qingyang: "—Ah Choo!!"