In terms of the accuracy of stargazing at night, Master Xingsen of Qingliang Temple in Mount Wutai is a well-known figure in Buddhism.
When Zhikong was a few months old, the master who brought him back to the temple performed a consummation ceremony. It can be said that since he was a baby, several senior brothers took turns holding him in his arms and listening to the sound of reciting Buddhist scriptures and slowly grew up.
Now in his early eight years, he has a very delicate mind. He was sensitively aware that when he and senior brother Xingchi were traveling with Master Linghui, something seemed not right when the senior brother knew that a group of people from the emperor were coming to Mount Wutai to pray.
After actually meeting the royal family, things became even weirder.
At this moment, it was the first time that he heard Senior Brother Xingchi talk about people from the royal family. Zhikong could not help but feel a little curious. He lowered his head and covered his mouth with his right index finger, pointing at the person who was lying comfortably in his arms eating steamed sweet potatoes.
The cat donor made a "shush" gesture, and the white cat also
As if he understood what Zhikong meant, he finished the soft and sweet sweet potato in a few mouthfuls, licked his paws with his tongue, then washed his face with his furry paws, and then elegantly took out the cat's paws from the small plate.
The lieutenant general also pulled down the vegetarian dumplings, lowered his head and continued to nibble with his ears twitching.
One person and one cat stood harmoniously under the snowy roof and listened to the two Buddhist masters.
Outside, there was the sound of the roaring north wind beating against the glass windows, the sound of falling snow, and the sound of charcoal exploding from time to time in the charcoal basin in the corner of the Zen room hall. The various sounds were intertwined together, completely covering up the small movements outside the door, making Master Xingsen
Neither Master Xingchi nor Master Xingchi noticed their junior brother standing outside the door immediately.
The old monk Xingsen, who was sitting cross-legged on the futon under the glass window by the east wall, closed his eyes and meditated on Buddhist scriptures, listened to his junior brother Xingchi, who was sitting side by side with him, asking him about the stars one after another.
After reciting a complete chapter of the "Diamond Sutra", he opened his eyes that had experienced many vicissitudes of life and had become a little cloudy. He looked up at the white snow flying like goose feathers outside the window. He sighed helplessly and said warmly.
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"Junior brother Xingchi, when I was observing the stars at night a few years ago, I just said that there was a faint blood energy around Ziwei Star, and I was afraid that the emperor was about to experience a death disaster, so you hurriedly left the temple and went down the mountain to the capital.
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"Now that you have been practicing for so many years, you are still so worried about the royal family's horoscope. Is it possible that deep down in your heart, you still haven't completely let go of the past when you were young?"
When Xing Chi heard Xing Sen's words, he couldn't help but stiffen. He subconsciously wanted to turn the Buddhist string on his right hand, but he moved his wrist and felt the lightness on it without any restraint. Only then did he suddenly realize that he had already
I gave the sandalwood bracelets I had worn for many years to my twin grandsons.
There was no sandalwood bracelet, so he simply clenched his right hand on his knee slightly. Like his senior brother, he looked up at the snowy window, and said with a wry smile:
"Senior brother, I have been sorry to so many people when I was young. As a king, I could not be sorry to the common people. As a husband and son, I could not be sorry to those old friends in the Forbidden City. I owed so many debts that I will never be able to bear them in my life."
How could I completely put those years behind me if I couldn't repay them? Now, facing my old friends, being able to achieve this level of indifference is a state that I have only achieved through my best efforts."
Similar to Zhikong, Master Xingsen, who had become a monk with his master since he was a child and had almost no lay experience, listened carefully and silently to his junior brother's confession to him.
After meeting his old friends again after so many years, the old monk Xing Chi also had many complicated and unspeakable feelings in his heart. These emotions were not enough to explain to his old friends. As he talked, he supported the ground with his palms and slowly stood up from the futon.
, raised his hand and rubbed the edges of the window sill in front of him and continued:
"To be honest, Senior Brother Xingsen, my concern for the royal family's astrology is actually the same as compensating for the mistakes I made in my youth. I hope that I can do more things in the limited time in the second half of my life."
Make up for one or two.”
"Now that the civil strife has finally ended and peace has come to an end, the common people can live a peaceful life only if the royal family is stable. You said that if the emperor and the prince were assassinated at that time, if there were no nobles with phoenix lives to help them, then what will happen to the people at this moment?
Isn’t it going to be another scene of devastation?”
"Right now, I am struggling to explore the new astrology of the royal family, and I hope from the bottom of my heart that there will never be another big turmoil within the royal family. Since ancient times, a group of royal stars have been surrounding a rising emperor star. How can a smooth imperial inheritance be achieved?
In this situation, if two emperor stars collide, it will be a disaster rather than a blessing!"
"Furthermore, after all, those children are my grandsons after all. The blood shed on our bodies is the same. The older a person is, the softer his heart will be and the easier it is to feel sorry for children. This is both public and private.
He said, I can’t bear to see them fighting as brothers in the future.”
"Now that I already know that there are differences in the royal family's horoscope, how can I pretend to be deaf and mute and completely ignore this potential crisis? Unless my memories of the past twenty years are like mist in the mountains. When the sun comes out,
It will completely dissipate and become blank, and you will really become a carefree outdoor expert..."
The old monk Xingchi stroked the gray beard on his chin with his right hand, looked out the window at the dead leaves blown away by the cold wind, felt a little sad, and murmured to himself in a low voice with a hint of self-deprecation.
His low and depressed voice passed through the glass window like a wisp of cotton thread that had been twisted by human hands, and faintly entered the ears of the little monk Zhikong standing outside the door.
"As a king", "Old friends of the Forbidden City", "Princes and princesses are all grandsons of Lao Na", when these few key sentences are connected together, Zhi Kong's clear eyes can't help but open wider and wider, and the eyes in his arms can't help but open wider.
The round cat pupils were so bright, and the little heart couldn't help but beat thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump in the young master's uncle of Qingliang Temple. He never expected that for the first time in his life, he eavesdropped on the corner of his fellow seniors.
After receiving such shocking news, what surprised him even more was that the secular identity of his senior brother Xingchi turned out to be the late Emperor Shunzhi. This background was really not that big!
He took two deep breaths, blinked again, and it took him a while to calm down his confused mind.
I recall that when he was a child, he almost drowned while rescuing people in Chenjiazhuang, a suburb of Beijing. He happened to be saved by the emperor and his party. Now, a few years later, the two groups of people met again in this temple in the deep mountains and forests.
Little monk Zhikong thought of the big brother donor who called him "Little Tang Monk" with a big smile. He couldn't help but use his hands to eat and drink the soft fur of the cat donor. He sighed in his heart that the world is so small.
, everything is determined somehow, who would have thought that the person they knew together turned out to be Senior Brother Xingchi?
After hearing these secrets, the young monk Zhikong turned around and shook his head to leave. However, just as he lifted his feet, the sigh of compromise from his senior brother Xingsen came from the room.
Voice.
"Amitabha, junior brother, in fact, on the first night when the emperor and his party stayed in the wing, I sat on the cool stone in the front yard in the middle of the night and carefully observed the horoscope. Now that the twin lucky stars have arrived, the horoscope of the royal family has indeed changed a lot."
"The two lucky stars and the Little Emperor Star are from the same lineage, which makes the light around the Little Emperor Star become brighter and brighter. It has already covered up most of the light of the King Star behind it, but there is no turning back when the bow is opened, and the King Star changes its head
It has been opened, but now it is just temporarily stopped."
"However, the secret of heaven is unpredictable. When will this king star finally turn into an emperor star, or whether it can be completely transformed into an emperor star, not even I can tell."
"The only thing I can be sure of right now is that the Ziwei Star is very bright, and its longevity is extremely long. As time goes by, the Little Emperor Star's luster will become brighter and brighter. Both of these stars have great fortune.
One big one and one small one are next to each other. If the transition is done properly, it will be a huge blessing for the people of Li. But if the inheritance is not carried out properly, I am afraid that all the king stars will get into trouble, and then this little emperor star will not be able to survive.
, 80% will fall in the middle, so good, so good."
After hearing this, it almost became clear that the position of the crown prince, the legitimate grandson, was not stable and that there would be a big rift between father and son in the future. Xing Chi immediately became anxious.
He has also been an emperor. He has learned the art of emperor balance since he was a child. He immediately figured out the profound meaning of these words. How can the elderly emperor disperse the power in the hands of the prime minister? Apart from lifting the other sons up, let everyone start fighting.
, there was no other way, the more fierce the sons teased, the more firmly the dragon chair under the old emperor's buttocks became.
He thought about how his third son Xuan Ye treated his sons and the daughters were very kind. He wanted to say that such a situation would never happen, but he knew very well in his heart that things would change in ten years, so the two
Ten years, thirty years? What kind of strange appearance will a person become under the polish of time?
He turned around with difficulty, squatted down, looked at Master Xingsen who was still sitting cross-legged on the futon, and asked in a somewhat anxious tone:
"Senior brother, do you have a way to solve this problem?"
Master Xingsen shook his bald head with a ring scar regretfully, glanced at his junior brother with some pity, and said softly, "Ziweixing's longevity is destined by God, and there is nothing others can do about it. Whatever the future holds, we will not be able to do anything about it."
It all depends on God's will." Then he picked up the wooden fish placed aside with his wrinkled old right hand, continued to close his eyelids, and began to tap it as if no one was watching.
"Dong dong dong" The sound of the wooden fish seemed to turn into a mallet, hitting Xing Chi's heart time and time again. Listening to this continuous sound, his heart gradually sank to the bottom.
He knew that his senior brother had already told him everything that could be said, but the result was not really a happy one. He sighed, straightened up again and squinted at the snowflakes that were falling more and more outside the window.
, frowning and thinking hard about how to break the situation.
If the first words just made little monk Zhikong surprised and sighed at the wonder of fate, the next words actually made him feel bad.
If the emperor and the prince really had a conflict, and the whole body was affected by it, how many innocent people would be affected by that time.
He remembered the kind princes and princesses he saw on the mountainside road yesterday, and felt the happy atmosphere of the royal family.
If it is true as what my senior brother Xingmori said, there will very likely be scenes of brothers fighting for the throne between father and son in the royal family in the future. Zhikong, who has a gentle nature for a while, can't tell what is going on in his heart right now.
What does it feel like?
It seems that he will not be able to attend morning classes today. While following the cat's hair, he braved the cold wind and snowflakes in the sky, planning to go to the Mahavira Hall in the front yard to inform his disciples to study the Buddhist scriptures on their own.
In the blink of an eye, a series of small footprints were left on the empty bluestone path between the temples.
At the same time, Kangxi and his party's crisscrossed footprints were left on the mountain road that was slightly muddy due to the falling snow.
In order to go down the mountain as soon as possible, Kangxi and others did not even dare to stop after leaving the temple gate, and walked to the middle of the mountain in one breath.
"Uh-huh, Shishi, I'm hungry."
Xiao Yinzhen, who was the youngest and had two super powers in her body, couldn't hold on any longer, and her soft belly began to "gurgling" and sang a loud "empty city plan".
How can a little milk baby under one year old go hungry, let alone a baby with special abilities like Xiao Shisi?
Because he was unbearably hungry and unable to express his feelings in words, Little Fourteen felt uncomfortable and couldn't help but become a little irritable. He furrowed his pale yellow eyebrows into a wavy shape, looking aggrieved and wanting to cry.
Beside her is the mother-in-law of Thirteenth Brother.
Qingyan heard her little son's sweet little milky voice, turned her face and looked to the side, and saw that the saliva coming out of the corner of Xiao Shisi's mouth had already wet Kangxi's shoulders, while Kangxi just walked forward with striding steps.
It has never been found.
The quiet team that was traveling all stopped because of the sound made by Little Fourteen.
Kangxi also lowered his head and saw that his usually lively youngest son was now as wilted as a cabbage beaten by frost. Xiao San who was next to him in the arms of the imperial concubine did not speak, but was drooping.
The furry little head wearing a golden tiger head hat has a sad expression.
Seeing Xiao Shisi speaking, Xiao Yiner couldn't help but touch his withered belly uncomfortably, and said softly to the imperial concubine:
"Mother Huang, I'm hungry too."
"Xiaojiu wants to eat meat."
Like Xiao Shi, Brother Jiu, who was also held in the arms of the tall guard, gave up. He patted the guard's thick shoulder with his small hands and weakly expressed his appeal.
Being held by the brothers, Xiao Liu, Xiao Qi, and Xiao Ba, who would turn four years old in the coming spring, all walked away with their faces flushed. They bent down to support their knees with their little hands, gasping for air.
An exhausted look.
Kangxi frowned slightly when he saw this.
The empress dowager, who was being helped away by the palace servants, could no longer hold on anymore. She waved her hand and shouted to Kangxi:
"Xuan Ye, we haven't gone very far yet. I guess it's already noon. Why don't we take a rest first and eat something before continuing on our way."
"Yes, Khan Amma, we can't walk anymore either."
Princess Kejing also hugged her eldest sister Fulana's right arm, leaned her head wearing a white pearl hair ornament on her sister's arm, and spoke with a dry throat.
It was not safe to stay in the open air for a long time in the mountains on a snowy day, and the sky above his head was extremely dark. Kangxi's inner thought was to hurry up sooner rather than later, and return to the inn as soon as possible. Then he would stay in a safe and warm room.
Everyone can do whatever they want.
If this place were full of rough men, Kangxi would definitely have done this.
But this time there were old, weak, women and children in the team, and he also knew that if he continued to go down, the children would lose their strength. Although the Empress Dowager, who was born in Mongolia, has always been healthy, she has become old in the past few years.
If you are really tired, it is really not worth it!
He thought for a moment, then nodded and agreed to the suggestion of rest, and began to look around in a blink of an eye. However, in addition to the white snowflakes, the mountain road was filled with dense forests full of dead branches and leaves. The temples were located on the top of the flat mountain.
It was so desolate outside them that there were no mountain residents, and they couldn't even find a sheltered cave where they could temporarily rest!
It's hard for a clever woman to make a meal without rice. Kangxi was really in trouble now. Looking around, there was no place that could be repaired. They couldn't sit on the ground with the cold wind blowing and "drenched" with heavy snow on this snow-covered mountain road.
Go get some rest.
Qingyan and Kangxi had similar thoughts, and were a little worried at this time. She used her cloak to hold Xiao Yinxiang, whose belly was also singing "Empty City Strategy", tightly in her arms, and turned her head to look around, trying to find a safe place quickly.
Wind shelter.
She has superpowers in her body, and her five senses are much stronger than those of Kangxi and others. After some serious searching, she was really lucky. She could vaguely see a thin layer of smoke coming from the mountains to the south.
Floating upwards.
"Your Majesty, look to the south. I seem to see a light smoke. Is there anyone living there?"
Kangxi looked south in the direction of the imperial concubine's finger, but he couldn't see the light smoke after looking for a long time. He simply raised his hand and called to the two young imperial guards who were following him to let them go to the south to explore.
The imperial guards held the official swords in their hands and bent down towards the emperor. They tapped their toes on the snow and ran quickly to the south. Their feet were very fast and they returned happily after a while. A man with a square face
The guard shouted happily to Kangxi:
"Your Majesty, your Majesty is right. There are indeed two abandoned wooden houses deep in the dense forest in the south. There are two bearded Russians inside who are planning to light a fire for cooking. My servant saw that their clothes were the same as those we had seen before.
The Tsarist Russians captured at the foot of the mountain were quite similar, and most likely they were escapees. Just before they were about to attack us, we quickly knocked them down and tied them up."
"really?"
When Kangxi heard this, his slender red phoenix eyes lit up instantly.
"Are you sure there's no ambush there?"
Fuquan also took a step forward in surprise and asked.
Another round-faced guard also clasped his fists respectfully and said:
"Replying to the prince, after the slaves tied up the two furry men, they walked around the wooden house and explored the one-mile radius. They found that there were no other people and no aggressive animals. The place was very safe.
There was no ambush."
The imperial concubine and others didn't know about the Rakshasa boy, so they were a little confused when they saw the happy reactions of the brothers Kangxi and Fuquan, but the wooden house was already very attractive to them.
Qingyan urged with a smile:
"Your Majesty, the snow seems to be getting heavier and heavier. Let's go to the wooden house and take a look."
Kangxi, who was originally thinking about the group of Rakshasa people imprisoned in the post station and wanted to go down the mountain quickly, never thought of him. No, his beloved concubine was so lucky that she could find these unidentified people even halfway down the road.
A fish that slipped through the net!
Then, he thought that the little boy's voice, originally called out by his little son because he couldn't stand being hungry, stopped them in their tracks, otherwise they would have missed the wooden house.
He couldn't help but caressed his little son's smooth and warm face with his cool, calloused hands.
Little Yinzhen, who was hungry and wanted to find a place to pee and change his diaper, was very irritable. When he saw him sweating, Ama was still very happy. She squeezed him as if he was kneading dough.
The soft flesh on the cheek.
"ah!"
Xiao Shisi let out a cry of dissatisfaction, and slapped the back of Kangxi's hand that was holding his cheek hard with his chubby little hand.
Kangxi felt a pain in his hand and hurriedly withdrew his hand. Seeing his youngest son's eyes widening with anger, he didn't say anything more and hurriedly led a large group of people towards the south.
When a group of people entered the wooden house, as soon as they opened the door, they saw two tiger-like men with rags stuffed in their mouths and tied tightly to the pillars with ropes. They all lowered their heads and listened to the guards.
After explaining, I realized that the two of them were knocked unconscious by the back of the knife.
Knowing that there was no other danger here, Yinreng put his hands behind his back, turned his head left and right, and looked at the interior of the wooden house. He found that the furniture inside was not only small in variety and poorly made, but also some broken furniture with missing arms and legs.
Hanging on the wall was a dusty and somewhat tattered adult raincoat, and in the corner were several coarse porcelain bowls and an earthenware pot for boiling water.
From the outside, the wooden house looks like two rooms right next to each other, but after entering, we find that there is an arched door in the wall, and the two rooms are connected.
He walked through the arched door and entered the east room. He found a narrow single bamboo bed placed next to the wall. The single bed was covered with a thick straw mat, and there were randomly placed on the straw.
A rag quilt was placed against the west wall of a wooden cabinet half a man tall. Next to the wooden cabinet were hung several very complete rabbit furs.
After looking around, he walked out of the arched door, looked at Kangxi and guessed:
"Khan Ama, I don't think there are any permanent residents here. It seems like a place where the hunters of Mount Wutai built their feet."
At this time, Yinti also took long strides, like a half-big lion patrolling his territory. With bright eyes, he searched the two wooden houses along the walls. Following Yinti's words, he continued:
"Yes, Khan Ama, I think so too. The raincoat on the wall is stained with a lot of dust. This house is so poor that not even a copper coin has been found. It seems that no one has lived here for a long time.
, I’m afraid these two idiots got here by accident.”
After listening to the analysis of his two sons, Kangxi couldn't help but nod his head, feeling somewhat pleased that the brothers Baoqing and Baocheng were getting better and better.
The details of the wooden house are not deceiving. Combined with the interior scene here, Kangxi also agreed with Yinti. The two middle-aged Rakshasa men who were unconscious and tied to the pillars should have escaped from his second brother by luck and then found him.
I found this hiding place.
He looked at the two men coldly for a while, then turned to the confidant eunuch who was following him and ordered:
"Liang Jiugong, bring a guard forward to search them both to see if they have any tokens or daggers on them."
Liang Jiugong nodded hurriedly, called a guard, and began to carefully search the bodies of the two Rakshasa people with his hands up and down.
Qingyan saw that Kangxi was very concerned about the sudden appearance of the Rakshasa people. Although she was confused in her heart, she almost couldn't hold it anymore when she saw the little fourteen. She wanted to open her mouth and cry, so she quickly put away her thoughts and let Aunt Liu
I took Xiao Shisi to solve the physiological problem and change his diaper, then asked Bai Lu, Mang Zhong, Xiao Han and others to clean up the house, and took out the sweet potatoes brought from Qingliang Temple in the morning and the water sealed in bamboo tubes from the bag, and asked the guards
I went outside to catch a few hares, and after being busy for most of an hour, I managed to eat something to fill my stomach.
The twins are at the age where they need to eat several meals a day. They have been hungry all morning. Although the meal was very perfunctory, the twins listened to their mother coaxing them softly and waited for the delicious meat paste to eat after going down the mountain.
Still frowning, she obediently ate all the roasted sweet potatoes that Eniang put into her mouth.
Little Fourteen even ate two sweet potatoes that were about the same size as his Khan Amma's hand, more than his eldest brother Yinti. If they had not known about the nature of this little boy's natural power, everyone would have reached out to stop him.
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It was not appropriate to rush out immediately after filling our stomachs. We were no longer hungry, and it was no longer cold to lean on the fire left by the idiots. Several young children began to feel sleepy.
Qingyan and the Empress Dowager led the emperor's brother and the four princesses under Xiao Wu into the wooden house on the east side to close their eyes and rest.
Kangxi and Fuquan sat in the wooden house on the west side with several eldest children including Bandi, Wuergun, and Garzang, as well as the fourth elder brother Yinzhen, and examined Liang Jiugong from the two Maozi.
Something found.
With the skylight filtering in through the wooden window, Kangxi carefully rubbed the two blunderbuss and sharp daggers that Liang Jiugong took out from the Maozi's bodies with his big, knuckled hands. His aura was so condensed that he felt a wave of fear in his heart.
Looking at the thick dark circles under their eyes and the big bags under their eyes that were almost hanging down to their cheeks, they could guess that these two idiots must have been hiding around beforehand and hadn't slept a wink for at least two days.
It was precisely because of lack of sleep and lack of energy that they were easily knocked down by the imperial guards. If they had been in better condition, reacted faster, and pulled out their guns in time, even he, the emperor, would have been in danger.
The dagger is not very threatening, after all, it is a weapon that can only be used at close range.
Fuquan, who was standing aside, looked down at these two exquisitely crafted handguns, which were obviously much better than the bird guns of the Qing Dynasty. His back couldn't help but become sweaty. These weapons were a hundred meters away.
As long as you aim accurately, you can easily kill someone!
He licked his lips subconsciously, looked at Kangxi anxiously and said in disbelief:
"Your Majesty, I am very sure that when I caught those idiots, I searched them one by one carefully. I really didn't find any guns hidden on them!"
Changquan felt a little anxious when he saw his mother's anxious look.
Yinti looked at the gun in his Khan's Arma's hand with greedy eyes, and wanted to touch it, but he also knew that his Khan would never agree, so he forced himself to look away from the gun, and couldn't help but wonder.
He scratched the warm hat on his head and asked doubtfully:
"That shouldn't be the case. If Uncle Wang had already caught a bunch of people in advance, why did the two people who escaped have blunderbuss on them, but the people in front didn't?"
Kangxi closed his eyes and turned the jade ring on his hand, thinking, his heart burning with anger.
If he is suspected of being a member of the Rakshasa royal family, the Tsarist Russian boy who smuggled into the Qing Dynasty suddenly appeared in Wutai Mountain where his Khan Ama had hidden his name. In addition to making him feel that the Rakshasa was offending him, now all the Rakshasa people with guns in their hands are hiding in this deep mountain.
In Lao Lin's dilapidated wooden house.
The news that he took his family on a tour of Wutai Mountain was not hidden and choked. In addition to the three waves of assassinations, it was difficult not to spread conspiracy theories about Kangxi and feel that the Rakshasa people also wanted to take the opportunity to get a piece of the pie and assassinated him outside.
!
Thinking of this, the joints of Kangxi's big hand holding the gun rang. He looked at the two unconscious middle-aged men as if they were dead people, and said coldly:
"Second brother, don't panic. I believe you can search for the token that the Rakshasa boy hung around his neck. It's absolutely impossible that you can't find the more conspicuous handgun. I doubt that these two people are with you.
The group of Rakshasa people detained at the foot of the mountain are from two groups. Let's wait until these two idiots are taken back and interrogated carefully tonight."
Hearing Kangxi's words, Fuquan finally breathed a sigh of relief and raised his sleeves to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead, but he knew clearly in his heart that the matter with Tsarist Russia was getting more and more complicated.
About two-quarters of an hour later, Kangxi and his party continued walking down the mountain road, because these two Maozi, Xiaoliu Yinzuo, Xiaoqi Yinyou, and Xiaoba Yinsu were no longer on the ground, and they all just walked away.
Being carried forward by the guards, the efficiency of moving forward was greatly improved. Everyone walked in a hurry, and after walking for an hour, they finally saw the foot of the mountain.
At the end of the day, the sky above our heads gradually became dark.
Wearing a felt hat with ear protection on his head and a brown winter robe, with his neck curled up and his hands in his sleeves from the cold, the old Yi Cheng kept stomping his feet in the snow to warm himself up. He led his men to the foot of the mountain in the lee of the wind.
After waiting for more than two hours, it was so cold that I almost turned into a group of "snowmen". I looked up to the stars and the moon and finally saw the emperor and others.
He hurriedly turned around and shouted loudly to the imperial guards sitting on the carriages to drive the four luxurious carriages to pick him up.
Kangxi, who was holding little Yinzhen in his arms, saw the carriage approaching and glanced at the old postmaster who was blushing from the cold, but smiled at him so that his old face wrinkled up like a bright chrysanthemum, and he didn't say much.
He said nothing, just nodded to Lao Yi Cheng, and then called the family members to step on the big carriage one by one.
When the old Yi Cheng saw the emperor nodding at him, he was so excited that his slightly stooped back straightened up, as if he had suddenly become several years younger, and he shouted with all his strength.
He said the phrase "The Holy One sets off."
When the large wooden wheels inlaid with silver nails rolled forward on the snow-covered loess road, his face turned redder, and the excited old Yi Cheng hurriedly led his men to walk quickly behind the carriage.
Ever since the emperor and his entourage went up the mountain, his heart had been high in his throat, and he couldn't eat well or sleep well. Now that he saw the emperor and his entourage come down Wutai Mountain safely, it proved that he had taken the driver this time.
Half of the job has been successfully completed. As long as he works harder, the position under his buttocks will definitely be moved up again. The happy old Yi Cheng can't wait to play a festive song on his erhu.
The carriage had a large space and all the necessary necessities including food, clothing, housing and transportation. The people who were hurrying down the mountain at a desperate pace finally had a chance to take a breath after they all got into the carriage.
The group of people were in the same position as when they arrived. Except for Xiao Shisi, who had been held in his arms by Khan Ama, he followed his brother the prince and sat in the imperial chariot. Qingyan and Bai Lu took Xiao Qi, Xiao Ba and Xiao
After Nine, Little Ten, and Little Thirteen sat in the carriage, they hurriedly took out a few dry sweat towels and flicked the snowflakes off the brothers' bodies. After the snowflakes were wiped off, they calmly picked up the hot tea and sipped it with their heads down.
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The foot of the mountain was not too far from the inn. In less than a stick of incense, four large carriages stopped neatly at the entrance of the inn. A group of people stepped off the carriages and entered the inn one after another.
Prince Yu, who was holding the hand of his son Changquan and following Kangxi, saw his youngest son holding the emperor in his arms after getting off the car, leading his family along the corridor and through the hanging flower door to the wing in the backyard. He couldn't help but leave quickly.
He took two steps and whispered:
"Your Majesty, the people in the front group are being held separately in guest rooms in the front yard. Do you want to go take a look?"
Yinreng, who was following his own Khan Ama on the left side, was holding Xiaojiu in his left hand and Xiaoten in his right hand. He was looking forward to running to the side room to take a hot bath and have a rest, but he heard
When Uncle Wang said what he said, his steps slowed down instantly, and he continued to listen with stunned ears.
Yinti, Yinzhen, and Kejing also tacitly cheered up. They were really curious about these Rakshasa people.
Kangxi changed the position of his youngest son, who was already asleep and blowing round saliva bubbles, and held him horizontally in his arms. He turned to look at his second brother, who looked no more energetic than the unconscious Liang Maozi, and freed up a
He patted Fuquan's shoulder and said warmly:
"Second brother, you have been busy and worked hard on this trip. The Rakshasa people from before are not in a hurry. I will let the secret guards interrogate those two idiots. You can go and rest first and we will talk about it tomorrow."
After hearing Kangxi's words, Fuquan's energy that he had been working on completely relaxed, and he immediately felt a strong sense of exhaustion. After bidding farewell to the emperor, the empress dowager, and the imperial concubine, he hurried back to his private room.
, reluctantly ate a few mouthfuls of the food sent by the palace servants, and without even bothering to wash up, he took off his deerskin boots, fell down on the bed in the side room, covered with a soft and fluffy brocade quilt, and snored like thunder.