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

Qingyang had already come out of the tent and was about to greet Fuquan. Feeling the low air pressure in the tent, he retreated hesitantly and said to Kangxi, "That? Remember that? Don't be angry?"

Don't get over it anymore, there are still serious patients here to see.

"...@#￥" If he didn't know that he couldn't beat him, and considering the consequences, Kangxi would have rushed to strangle Qingyang to death, his eyes were red with hatred.

At the beginning when he heard the order, he thought it was to persuade himself not to get angry because of his son's seizure of the throne, but now that he read it again, he suddenly realized that the meaning was completely turned upside down: don't be angry, don't be angry, whoever gets angry will be proud if you are angry, and there is no one to replace you when you get sick.

ah! !There is no one to replace! ! ! !So poisonous, so sinister! !

Kangxi grabbed Yinfei's shoulders to support himself, gritted his teeth and said, "Master, stay ahead of others, you have already...!" Thinking of the crowds in the military camp, Kangxi swallowed the rest of the words, and said, "Isn't it enough? Why? Why are you still attacking Yinyi!"

"??" Qingyang was puzzled, "What should I do? I am running out of time to fall in love."

If it wasn't for the fabric, why would he leave Mo Zu alone and come to the barracks to listen to Yin Yin counting the copper coins.

Just when the attendants carried Fuquan into the tent, Qingyang simply turned around, turned his back on Kangxi's gaze, and gave Fuquan his pulse.Fuquan slightly turned his face to the side and peeked at Kangxi: He said he was seeking medical treatment for me, but it was just incidental.But looking at Kangxi's expression at this time, Fuquan couldn't help being secretly happy: "Ha...cough cough cough!"

It is said that the Tian family has no father and son, and the Tian family has no brothers, and the relationship between Fuquan and Kangxi is not pure and sincere brotherhood.Once on the battlefield against Galdan, Fuquan judged that Galdan had fled, and there was not enough food and grass in the army. In order to protect Yin's safety, Fuquan ordered a retreat. As a result, after returning to Beijing, Kangxi used the reason of "disobeying orders and acting on his own". How could Fuquan have no grudges in his heart when he deprived himself of the political power and became a king of idleness?

It's too exciting to watch a good show before you die, it's not a loss.Fuquan was in pain, it looked like he was coughing, but in fact he was laughing so hard that his chest hit his chest.

Qingyang was speechless, but he couldn't expose Fuquan in front of Kangxi: "I hope the patient can calm down, and if you have anything to say, you can speak slowly after you recover."

Fuquan opened his eyes wide while coughing: After recovering?He can still be saved?

Qingyang didn't hesitate, and directly prescribed the prescription: "I'll come back in three days to check the pulse and change the prescription. In this way, since I'm here today, I'll give you acupuncture and moxibustion."

"..." Kangxi stared at Qingyang for a while, and found that it was useless, so the other party went to get the needle calmly, so he could only yell, "Pearl! Get out here."

Mingzhu really wants to get involved.His legs were weak, but fortunately he was supported by an attendant beside him. General Heilongjiang hurried over in shock—he was still on the martial arts arena.

"Holy, Holy Majesty." Mingzhu tried her best to stay steady, even if the sky was falling in her heart, she had to say something nice to her elder brother first, "The king of Zhijun, with his family and country in his heart, is just the true nature of a man, but he is just stationed all his life—"

He was going to say that it seemed inappropriate to be stationed for life, and Kangxi was so angry that he kicked the brazier: "So you don't want to go back to the Forbidden City!? How did I treat you badly!"

Qingyang looked back at Kangxi condemningly. Although the brazier was not upside down, the noise was not small, like the family members of patients who interfered with the treatment: "Can you wait outside the ward?"

Kangxi: "——??"

Did you hear me right, drive me out?

Qingyang's tone dropped: "It was agreed that it was only for medical treatment, but I didn't say that we would engage in family mediation. If we really want to do it, then it will cost you..."

As soon as the voice fell, a few experienced people in the tent turned around and went out, leaving only General Heilongjiang who had just entered the door, groped his head blankly, and hurried out.

Kangxi went out, calmed down in the cold wind, changed to the tent of the Chinese army, sent General Heilongjiang to continue his military training, and then said to Mingzhu: "You, persuade him well."

Both Mingzhu and Yinyi were shocked.

This... above the ruling and opposition parties, although the emperor couldn't hide which prince the courtiers were close to, the emperor never resorted to it.Saying this is the serious crime of forming a party for personal gain and committing treason, but now the Holy One is pointing it out like this...

Yinfei quickly lowered his head, rejoicing that he had just retreated cleanly and in time, Mingzhu also trembled her lips in fear: "Chen...Chen..."

Mingzhu wanted to say just now that she would be able to come back after staying there for a few years, but now her legs softened and she knelt down on the ground: "The minister and the king of Zhijun are loyal to the emperor and serve the country, and there is no two intentions! I, I think, What the King of Zhijun said came from the bottom of his heart, and the minister was deeply moved, that, the King of Zhijun was right, the minister seconded the proposal..."

Mingzhu was trembling all over.

The Holy Majesty is clearly trying to pick someone out!With such a temptation, how could Nalan Mingzhu be confused? If he really persuaded him, wouldn't he be admitting the serious crime of forming a party for personal gain and committing treason?No, no, no, if you keep the green hills, you won't be afraid of running out of firewood.

Kangxi: "???"

Did you hear me right, what are you seconding? ?The boss stays in Heilongjiang all his life, what else does he think about the throne? ?Are you confused? Are you?

Mingzhu didn't hear Kangxi's words, and her heart became even more terrified. She closed her eyes and said cruelly: "I, I would like to guard the frontier like the king of Zhijun. !"

Kangxi: "????"

Fuck you Lianpo!

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After Qingyang performed acupuncture for Fuquan, Fuquan's complexion improved a lot, and he was confident that he could be cured: "Thank you, Taoist priest, for saving your life."

"Huh? You're welcome, I took the money." Qingyang put away his things, thinking about whether to take the opportunity to sneak away, when Kangxi had already entered the door with a sullen face.

Yinfei followed behind, sauntering into the account, as if he had nothing to do, but Mingzhu was sweating profusely, as if she had peeled off a layer of skin.

Kangxi didn't like Yinfei's appearance, so he wanted to say bluntly, "You should be more promising, coveting the throne", but can you say it so directly?Couldn't the scandal of the prince's entry into Taoism be covered up?He originally wanted to take it slowly and turn the news into a positive public opinion.

On the other hand, Mingzhu was full of gratitude. Just now, the Holy Majesty gave him both kindness and power. Although he withheld his salary for ten years, he still forgave him to continue to be an official in the court.Just when she was about to say that she would like to be holy, Mingzhu looked up and saw Qingyang: "..."

Hmm... It's okay to paint your brains, but I've already been deducted from my salary for ten years, so I can't stand the master's tricks!

Mingzhu slowly, slowly lowered her head, trying to reduce her sense of existence, just like Suo'etu in the past...

Qingyang didn't intend to ask more questions at all, he got up and said hello and was about to leave. At this moment, a pair of ghost hands suddenly hung down from the top of the tent.

Fuquan was seriously ill, and his yang qi was already weak. Seeing this scene in horror, he felt that his blood was congealed.

Cao Shi also lowered his head, and said weakly to Qingyang: "Master, your disciple's letter..."

Cao Shi pinched a handful of small notes in his hand, Qingyang took a look, and on the first one was written a few large and small words: [Master, collect the money]

Master wrote very small, and the money was written very large, almost overflowing the paper.

"..." Qingyang looked at the next few notes.

[I was afraid of delaying my illness, so I sent you a letter before I confiscated the money. In fact, I wanted to send them a ride, but before I had time to propose, Ama left...]

[In addition to the regular consultation fees, there is also the five ghosts transporting technique I used to send messages, should this fee also be settled?]

[The messengers are at least Cao Shi and other five famous yin generals, the incense money must not be less]

Qingyang raised his head with black lines, and just about to say that he had worked hard, he met Cao Shishi's dark eyes full of resentment.Cao Shi approached infinitely, and a pair of ghost hands stretched out towards Qingyang in Fuquan's terrified eyes: "A lot of incense and money..."

Qingyang: "..."

Qingyang waved the note to blow Cao Shi away, and said to Kangxi: "Although it is very painful, I still have to ask, has the patient's money not been paid yet? Well, the reward for our Taoist Master Qingzun's letter is also Let's do the math. Let me show you."

Qingyang showed Kangxi the big "receiving money" card.

Kangxi: "..."

Unfilial son, unfilial son! !Shaking with cold air.

Mingzhu didn't know, so Yinyi also asked in doubt: "What Taoist Master Qingxun, master, you have accepted apprentices? Yo, that's a good thing!"

Qingyang looked at Kangxi: "Uh... just pay the money."

"Why should I pay?" Kangxi also detached himself in his anger, and said coldly, "It's not that I'm sick. Whoever is sick should pay."

Fuquan, who had just recovered from the horror of the hell and began to relish watching the show: "????"

... This disobedient brother! !

Kangxi has always been thoughtful, and asked a few questions why Qingyang came to Heilongjiang, is there another disaster?After thinking for a while, Qingyang told Kangxi about the Jiangsu matter, and finally said: "This can be regarded as cooperation between the two worlds of Taoism and secularism! Whether we can break this catastrophe depends on one or two years. But I also hope you Don't use the opportunity of investigating the White Lotus Sect to persecute ordinary Buddhist and Taoist disciples."

Kangxi: "..."

Who persecuted whom?

Of course the face-saving Kangxi would not say such words, so Qingyang ignored Kangxi's eyes logically, happily took the cloth and silver and went back to find Mozu to fall in love.

That being said, when he went back at this time, he still had to move the bricks first, and waited until the rest, before Qingyang was able to return to the hut and complete the remaining details of the pajamas.

"Everyone come to sign up. After a while, we will go to the city to have a feast, and the eminent monks of Xinglong Temple will meet us in the city. The location of the practice site has been calculated." Someone shouted outside while beating a gong.

"Huh? I'll go out for a while." Qingyang just finished sewing, bit off the thread, hurriedly put away the needle and thread, and went out to sign up.

He packed his things and came out late, there was already a queue in front of the recorded monks, Qingyang stood behind, still thinking about the evening, the Taoist priests in front had already stepped aside: "Ah, little Qingyang ...Master, go forward."

The monks clapped their hands together one after another, letting Qingyang go all the way from the back to the front.

The monk who recorded it stood up suddenly, and held up the booklet solemnly: "Qingfu Temple, Master Qingyang...Remember it, Amitabha."

"..." Qingyang is inexplicable, always feels that for some reason, everyone seems to look at him differently...

Turning around full of doubts and leaving, Qingyang strained his ears to listen, and sure enough, he heard a group of young Taoist priests discussing fiercely:

"If you say that Master Qingyang is an ordinary person, I don't believe it. The role of the Demon Ancestor must be the reincarnation of an immortal, so that the Demon Ancestor will willingly follow him!"

"The ordinary immortals don't have such ostentation, I think, at least they belong to the Jade Emperor's generation."

"No, no, according to my guess, I think it must be a higher existence, such as the Taoist ancestor! Everyone knows that the Demon Ancestor and the Taoist Ancestor controlled the Dao for three thousand years. , Qingyang Qingyang, is implying this intention!"

"..." Qingyang was startled, how the hell did he come up with this, the thinking of these monks is really jumping!

Qingyang was full of stomach problems, and wanted to vomit when he entered the room, but as soon as he opened the door, he saw that Mo Zu had changed into the black pajamas with gold patterns at some point, in a kind of pajamas that could be called In a well-behaved posture, she sat on the edge of the bed with her hands on her knees.

"... Cough." Qingyang walked to the bed, pretending to sit down next to the Demon Ancestor, "it fits well. Just now I heard them talking nonsense outside, saying that I am the reincarnation of the Taoist Ancestor or something—"

"Hey——" Luo Hu jumped up suddenly, with grievance in his stomach.

He changed his clothes and waited for bed. What kind of disgusting horror story is this telling.

"..." Qingyang was still looking forward to it. After all, in this world, Daozu's identity is very powerful. Traveling to the Qing Dynasty, it may be because he was originally a god in this world, and now the Taoist ancestor has returned to his throne.

Qingyang: ...Sorry, I was thinking too much.

Qingyang said shyly: "Just chatting nonsense, go to sleep."

At this time, it doesn't matter whether the front and back sentences are cut or not, Mozu took the initiative to change his pajamas, if he didn't seize the opportunity, what kind of modern youth with a proactive outlook on love is he!

The two of them looked at each other in the room, and immediately stopped talking, and began to lift the quilt and change clothes.When Qingyang rolled to the inside of the bed, he turned around and faced Luo Hu: "..."

The two of them were also shy when they were in bed, and they couldn't say a word of the flirty words they had thought up before.But despite their red faces, no one wanted to retreat.

Luo Hu pretended to raise his hand to extinguish the candle, and lay back on the bed seemingly calmly, but in fact he was so agitated that he wanted to raise his hand and pull his collar.

Until the little Taoist buried his head in his arms.

Qingyang is also embarrassed, but the black light is blind, no one can see that he blushed, and he buried his face in the bed again, mustered up his courage, and raised his arms to hug Mo Zu.

After a while, Qingyang felt that Mozu also raised his hand and tentatively hugged him back.

The nights in Heilongjiang are cold, which is suitable for hugging and sleeping.

The Taoist priests next door pricked up their ears: "...Why is there no sound?? There has been no movement for several days. Didn't they collapse two beds before?"

Jueming and Juexin who still came over to rub against each other said, "...Amitabha."

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After finally making pajamas, the two of them were so innocent that they slept in each other's arms for one night, and quickly bounced off when they woke up in the morning.

Qingyang's eyes faltered: "You, you get up first, there is a screen next to the monk's wardrobe."

As for himself... Qingyang moved his legs, anyway, he had to wash his pants.

When Luo Hu jumped behind the screen, Qingyang blushed, stuffed his clothes into the washbasin and slipped into the bathroom to wash. Fortunately, there was no one in the bathroom at the moment, so Qingyang took the time to wipe it clean and took it back to the room to dry. good.

Before going out, Luo Hu walked side by side with Qingyang, his hands seemed to touch each other inadvertently, and then the little finger hooked up secretly.

Relying on Luo Hu's concealment skills, no one could find out, and the two of them were very sticky for a while. After eating breakfast and making offerings, Luo Hu threw the red lotus out directly: "I... the deity will give it to you."

Qingyang couldn't help but giggled: "Send me to work?"

"?" Luo Hu didn't know what to say, "What are the spots? I told you to get on the lotus."

Luo Hu stretched out his hand to Qingyang impatiently, and scolded: "Look at your posture every time you come up, this deity will teach you. Hold me, step on that petal, and you will come up with a kick."

You Tan followed behind Jueming and Juexin monks, and happened to pass by: "..."

This lotus posture can't be learned, who has the ability to use the lotus petals of the karma red lotus as a pedal, and there is a demon ancestor stretching out his hand to support it.

Qingyang smiled so much that his eyes were crooked, he stretched out his hand to hold Luo Hu, stepping and kicking as he said.

I don't know whether it was Qingyang's slippery foot or Luohu's excessive force, Qingyang threw forward, and Luohu fell down after him.

Before he had time to slam the domineering lotus as planned, Qingyang suddenly felt his world spinning, and the whole group changed positions, and was stopped by Luo Huo's arms on the lotus platform of the karma red lotus.

The sky in Heilongjiang is cloudy, like a large swath of smudged ink blobs, and Luo Hu just occupied Qingyang's entire field of vision, like a sharp edge breaking out of ink in a self-painting, with a sinister and sharp aggressiveness.

Luo Hu's eyes were also full of Qingyang, and against the background of the karmic fire red lotus, the little Taoist's cheeks seemed to be dyed a bright red.

I don't know who initiated it first, and who responded later, the coldness and gentleness collided, and the reality seemed to turn into a dream.

When the lips of the two parted, Qingyang rubbed his hot face, grabbed Luo Hu who was flustered and wanted to move away: "For the past five months, why did you alienate me?"

Luo Hu's eyes flickered wildly. He was about to say no, but when he got to his mouth, he was sincere: "I, since I regard you as a disciple, how can the master have such thoughts about the disciple?"

Qingyang couldn't help laughing, and he breathed a sigh of relief: "You don't know that, in our place, master and disciple are the best CP!"

Luo Hu: "??? What color batch!"

Qingyang: "? Ha..." Seeing Luo Hu's eyes widen, his face full of disbelief, Qingyang forced a smile back, "That's what it means to be a Taoist companion!"

What he said was a bit too straightforward, Qingyang was a little embarrassed, and pushed Luo Hu: "Start the car... no, Falian."

Since the kiss, Luo Hui's thinking has been stuck, and he was hit hard by Qingyang's "Taoist couple", and subconsciously turned to Honglian, and it took a long time before he regained his independent thinking.

The little Taoist was right, red means good luck.

Luo Hu lowered his head and touched the Karma Red Lotus cherishingly.

Here, I would also like to thank Patriarch Styx for his contribution.

in the underworld.

Still thinking of the Karma Red Lotus that was snatched away by Luo Hu, the Patriarch Styx who had no idea that it had become Luo Hu's sacred place of love: "Ah——cheeee!!"

Counting on Mingzhu to persuade others, Mingzhu almost lost herself. Kangxi left Fuquan in Heilongjiang, and he hurried back to Beijing, mainly to bring in new reinforcements—for example, Yinbi's biological mother, Concubine Hui.

"...How unfilial! I raised him so much just to send him to the battlefield, and the north and the south have been separated since then?!" Kangxi scolded Yinyi in front of Concubine Hui, thinking that Concubine Hui is her mother, why? You have to be more reluctant than me to have your own son, right?

Concubine Hui brought the tea in a demure manner: "Your Majesty, drink water. You are right, this child has been spoiled since he was a child, and he is very unfilial. He only knows his own thoughts and doesn't think about others at all."

"..." Kangxi slowly stopped talking.

Concubine Hui has something to say.But...she was right, the boss has a character that cares about himself and disregards others, if he succeeds me, what will happen to the future of the Qing Dynasty? ...Do I still expect him to honor me?

Kangxi remembered that Baocheng was squatting in Qingfu Temple again, and thought that if it was Yinyi who was replaced, he might even be able to say something like "I would rather die than surrender", and it is absolutely impossible to put socks and boots on him.

Forget it, I am not short of this son.

Kangxi glanced at Concubine Hui with displeasure, and the other party seemed to follow his words, but in fact he hit a soft nail.

Today, Kangxi really doesn't understand. Wasn't the throne quite popular before?Why don't anyone want it now?

"Huh? Your Majesty doesn't drink tea anymore?" Concubine Hui stood up gracefully, "Are you going to leave just after coming? Your concubine will send you off respectfully."

Kangxi couldn't help but raised his hand and rubbed his swollen stomach, snorted heavily, and flung his sleeves away.

Concubine Hui respectfully sent them off, and when no one was seen, she turned around and entered the room, and sat down on the chair: "Is there any news from Fujin? Has she left for the market?"

Concubine Hui is not a bird of Kangxi. Anyway, if she doesn't make mistakes, Kangxi can't cure her of her crimes. On the contrary, Yinyi swore to guard the frontier forever, and Kangxi must treat her well.

She opened the letter from Yinyi and read it over and over again. Apart from the long-winded greetings, it was an angry reprimand to the evil servants of the House of Internal Affairs and the Prince's House.Concubine Hui can't control the House of Internal Affairs, but the Palace can still manage it.

Mammy snorted, "No."

"I didn't listen to my husband's earnest advice, so I deserved to be scammed by that wicked servant." Concubine Hui said coldly, "From tomorrow onwards, Fujin is only allowed to keep nine copper coins in his hand. Unless she goes to the market in person. As for the Ministry of Internal Affairs... "

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"What did you say?" As soon as Kangxi returned to the palace, he was stopped by the Minister of the Ministry of Household Affairs, "The Ministry of Internal Affairs donated 60 taels of silver to the national treasury. Where did the Ministry of Internal Affairs get so much silver?!"

The Minister of the Household Department coughed dryly, and lowered his head to deliver the memorial: "When the fourth elder brother supervised the country, the eighth elder brother raised a question. A folk egg is only three cash, and a catty of fish is thirty cash. , but far more than hundreds of times?...The fourth elder brother just invited people from the Ministry of Internal Affairs to come to the palace to learn."

Recruitment is not new, just work.Yinzhen was even more strict with the people in the Ministry of Internal Affairs, and some people wanted to excuse them by "busy internal affairs", so Yinzhen said: "I also give lectures and handle memorials at the same time. You are more leisurely than me."

Therefore, the people in the Ministry of Internal Affairs not only had to listen to the lectures, but also had to stay up late to complete all the tasks of the day after returning home.Not to mention half a month, people will die in three days.Some people even suffered from hysteria in a daze. It is said that they have hallucinations because of continuous sleeplessness.

Yinhu was silent at the side, while Yinzhen nodded to Kangxi's complicated gaze, with a look of relief on his face: "It must be the torture of conscience, which makes them feel uneasy."

Hubu Shangshu: "..."

Is it conscience...?