"Wei Xiaobao" thought to himself: "Prince Pingx? Isn't that Wu Sangui's son? What is he doing here?"
Suo'etu came close to his ear and said with a low smile: "Good brother, congratulations on making a fortune again today."
"Wei Xiaobao" smiled and said: "It depends on your luck?"
Suo'etu smiled and said: "Luck is naturally good. In addition to making money through gambling, there is also great wealth that cannot be escaped with a single bet."
"Wei Xiaobao" said: "What is that?"
Suo'etu whispered in his ear: "Wu Sangui sent his sons to pay tribute, and all the high officials in the court did not fail."
"Wei Xiaobao" said: "Oh, Wu Sangui sent his son to pay tribute. I am not a high official in the court."
Suo'etu said: "You are a senior official in the palace, which is much more prestigious than a senior official in the court. Wu Sangui's son Wu Yingxiong is smart, capable, and very sensible."
Then he whispered in a low voice: "No matter what big gift Wu Yingxiong gives you later, you must not show that you like it. You can only say lightly: 'Your Majesty, it was a hard journey when you came to the capital.' If he sees that he likes you, then he will
No more words. If you look cold, he will definitely think that you think the gift is too light, and he will make up for it with another heavy gift tomorrow."
Wei Xiaobao laughed loudly and said in a low voice: "So this is a way to extort money."
Suo'etu said in a low voice: "If you don't beat the Yunnan gangster, you will be stupid. He has lived in Yunnan and Guizhou provinces, and I don't know how much people's wealth has been shaved off. If our brother doesn't help him, he will be a fool."
First, I'm sorry for him, but secondly, I'm sorry for the people of Yunnan and Guizhou!"
Wei Xiaobao smiled and said: "Exactly!"
While he was talking, Prince Kang accompanied Wu Yingxiong in. Prince Pingx was twenty-four or five years old. He was very handsome in appearance and nimble in his steps. He was indeed the demeanor of a general's son.
Prince Kang was the first to pull Wei Xiaoding over and said, "My dear prince, this Eunuch Gui is the most powerful father-in-law in front of Long Live Lord. Going to the study to capture Obei is the greatest achievement of Eunuch Gui."
The Wu Sangui faction has many eyes and ears in the capital. Whenever there is any big or small movement in the capital, they are eager enough to report to Kunming with a letter.
Kangxi's capture of Obei was a top priority in the past few years, and Wu Yingxiong naturally knew the details. Wu Sangui once discussed with him and felt that the emperor eradicated powerful people quietly. Although he was young, his heroic spirit was already revealed, and he would be a minister in the future.
, I’m afraid it won’t be easy.
Wu Yingxiong came to Beijing on his father's orders to pay homage to the emperor. He brought a large amount of property and bribed ministers. His biggest purpose was to observe Kangxi's character and the kind of trusted ministers he used.
Today I came to Prince Kang's palace for a banquet. I didn't expect to meet Kangxi's most favored eunuch. I couldn't help but be overjoyed. I stretched out my hands, took Wei Xiaobao's right hand and shook it repeatedly.
Wu Yingxiong smiled and said: "Eunuch Gui, when I... was in Yunnan, I heard your father-in-law's name. When my father talked to everyone, they all praised the emperor for his wisdom and decisiveness, and that he was indeed the Son of the Holy Tomorrow.
He also said that when the Holy Emperor was on the throne, even his father-in-law could achieve such great achievements at such a young age, which made people admire him. My father ordered me to prepare a gift to show my respect to my father-in-law.
It's just a rule of the Qing Dynasty that foreign ministers are not allowed to make friends with internal officials. I have such a desire, but I don't dare to ask for an audience rashly. I am really happy that Prince Kang has given me this opportunity today."
He is articulate and speaks very beautifully.
"Wei Xiaobao" had heard these flattering words too many times. He already knew how to deal with them, so he just said calmly: "We are slaves. We are just serving the emperor's orders. We are not afraid of hardship and death. What credit can we say?"
?The young prince’s words are too complimentary.”
I thought to myself: "Brother Suo'etu is very knowledgeable about things. As expected, this little traitor mentioned the word 'gift' as soon as we met."
Wu Yingxiong was a distant visitor and the eldest son of King Pingx. Prince Kang recommended him to sit at the head of the table and invited Wei Xiaobao to sit at the second seat. There were many high-ranking officials at the table, including General Shangshu, all of whom were high-ranking officials. Although Wei Xiaobao was arrogant, this time he was not able to sit at the table.
I didn't dare to sit down and kept refusing.
Prince Kang smiled and said: "Brother Gui, you are the one close to the emperor. Everyone respects you. This is also a sign of loyalty to the emperor. You don't need to be polite anymore." He said and pressed him into the chair.
Suo'etu had been promoted to National History Officer at this time, and his official position was at the head of everyone. He sat next to Wei Xiaobao, and the other civil and military officials sat in order according to their rank and official position.
Wei Xiaobao suddenly thought: "Damn it! In the past, the prostitutes in Lichun Court were serving flowers and wine, and my mother sat behind the prostitutes and gave me a few cakes. The bastards often drove me away. At that time, I just thought, when did I get the news?
Da, I also went to Lichun Courtyard to set up a banquet with flowers and wine, and asked the madam, the bastard, and the young ladies to come and drink with me.
Who would have thought that there would be princes, ministers, and generals accompanying me today? It's a pity that the madams and bastards of Lichun Court can't see me looking so proud."
Everyone sat down to drink. The sixteen followers brought by Wu Yingxiong stood by the long window, watching every move of everyone at the table as they toasted, carried dishes, and the servants delivered the drinks and dishes.
Wei Xiaobao thought for a while and understood the reason: "Yes, this is the martial arts master from Prince Pingx's palace, who followed to protect Wu Yingxiong, for fear that someone would stab him and poison him.
I'm afraid the people from Prince Mu's Mansion have already been guarding outside. It's better for both sides to have a fierce fight later, and let's see whether the people from Prince Mu's Mansion win or Wu Sangui's men are more powerful."
He was full of gloating, hoping that the two sides would fight vigorously and lose both sides. Prince Kang saw this situation, and as the master, he had nothing to say.
The head guard, Duolong, had great martial arts skills and a straightforward temper. After drinking a few glasses of wine, he said: "My young prince, the dozen or so followers you have brought with you must be the most selected martial arts masters."
Wu Yingxiong smiled and said: "What kind of martial arts do they have? They are just soldiers in the father's palace. They have always followed their brothers and know their tempers. When they go out, they just want to be at their mercy."
Duolong smiled and said: "Young prince, this is too modest. Look at the temples of these two men bulging high, and their internal strength has reached 90%. The muscles in their faces and necks are strong, and their bodies are in good shape.
Practice kung fu.
There are also those with shiny faces and big braids hanging down their backs, most of which are made from wigs. If you teach them to take off their hats, they will definitely be bald."
Wu Yingxiong smiled but did not answer.
Suo'etu said with a smile: "I only knew that Mr. Duo was highly skilled in martial arts, but I didn't expect that you also had the ability to read faces."
Duolong said with a smile: "Master Suo doesn't know something. When King Pingx was stationed in Liaodong, he had many military attachés from the Jinding Sect in Jinzhou. The disciples of the Jinding Sect were very powerful in Kung Fu. When Kung Fu is practiced to a high level, all
His face was shiny, but there wasn’t a single hair on his head.”
Prince Kang said with a smile: "Could the prince please instruct these distinguished officials to take off their hats and let everyone see whether the manager's speculation is accurate?"
Wu Yingxiong said: "Many managers have a sharp gaze, how can they be inaccurate? These soldiers have indeed practiced the Kung Fu of the Jinding Sect, but they have not practiced it well, and there is still a lot of hair on their heads. Take off their hats to prevent them from embarrassing themselves in public.
, I hope you will forgive me."
Everyone burst into laughter. Seeing that Wu Yingxiong was unwilling, they couldn't force it.
Wei Xiaobao looked at these people intently, wondering: "I wonder how much hair that big guy has? That thin guy is not as good at martial arts, so I guess he must have a lot of hair."
He suddenly remembered something and couldn't help but let out a laugh.
Prince Kang smiled and asked: "Brother Gui, what's funny about you, tell me and let's listen."
Wei Xiaobao smiled and said: "I think the masters at Jinding Sect must be very kind. They rarely fight with others, and they don't know how to fight among themselves."
Prince Kang said: "How can we see it?"
Wei Xiaobao said with a smile: "If everyone is angry, just stare, everyone takes off their hats, you count my hair, I will count your hair, whoever has less hair will be more capable, the person with more hair will have to
Give up."
Everyone laughed and said that Wei Xiaobao's idea was very interesting. Wei Xiaobao added: "The masters of Jindingmen must carry an abacus with them, otherwise it will be inconvenient to calculate hair."
Everyone burst into laughter again. A minister was taking a sip of wine, but before he could swallow it, when he heard this, he spurted out a mouthful of wine. Fearing that it would be disrespectful to spray it on the table, he lowered his head and sprayed it on his clothes.
I can't stop coughing.
Shenzhao shouted: "Wait a minute! The poor monk is determined to test the Kung Fu of Zunjia. He wants to hit Zunjia on both temples with his fists. Please fight back!" The man shook his head.
Shenzhao shouted loudly, and the sleeves of the monk's robe inside the red cassock suddenly swelled up. With strong wind, his arms swept out and bent inward quickly, and two bowl-sized fists hit the man's temples on both sides.
.
Everyone just saw the power of his palm to smash the green bricks, and they couldn't help shouting "Hey", thinking that this person had already failed to dodge. If he didn't take action to parry, wouldn't his head be like the green bricks?
Was it smashed to pieces?
Unexpectedly, the man didn't move, didn't raise his hands, didn't lift his feet, didn't blink his head, didn't blink his eyes, just like a clay or wood sculpture.
When Master Shenzhao took action, he originally wanted to force him to fight back, but had no intention of hurting his life. His fists were about to hit his temples, but when he saw that he was motionless, he was shocked: "My fists are out.
, with the strength of a thousand catties. Prince Pingx is a distinguished guest of Prince Kang, it would be very wrong to kill his entourage recklessly."
Just when her fists were about to touch his skin, she hurriedly lifted them up, and with a sound of breath, they passed by his temples on both sides, and the monk's robe brushed against his face.
The man smiled slightly and said, "The master's boxing skills are good!"
Everyone in the hall was stunned, thinking that this man's strong concentration was really extraordinary. If Master Shenzhao's two punches had not turned midway, but hit his temples, how could he still be alive at this moment?
It's crazy for people to play with their own lives.
Shenzhao's fists were so powerful that his arms were sore. He couldn't help but stare at him for a long time. He didn't know whether the person in front of him was a madman or an idiot. If he returned to his seat, he would not be able to get off the stage. He said: "Your Majesty, I will not give you face.
The poor monk has no choice but to offend him. The next punch of 'Black Tiger Stealing Heart' is going to hit your honorable master in the chest."