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

When Kangxi returned to the palace, he first asked about government affairs.

"...What did you say?" Kangxi stared at the Minister of the Household Department in front of him, suspicious of this guy, "These old slickers in Hebei have taken the initiative to pay all the land taxes in arrears these days?"

Among all kinds of financial affairs, taxation is the most headache for Kangxi.How to reduce the burden on peasants, reduce the possibility of riots and uprisings; how to extract money from the landlords who really control the land, and fill the empty treasury have always been the problems that Kangxi tried to solve.

Most of the landlords in Hebei are either Manchu aristocrats or local officials. Together, they can always come up with all kinds of tricks to evade taxes and owe taxes, but they can't get real evidence.Kangxi has been eyeing these old tricksters for a long time. He stayed in the Rehe Palace for a long time this time, just to catch them for other reasons. In less than a month, the son has paid all the taxes?

...How do you get it all together?

Kangxi couldn't help turning his eyes to His Highness's two sons who were standing honestly: "Xinzhen, tell me?"

Yinzhen thought it was very plain and had nothing to say, but since Kangxi asked by name: "The words of Huihuang Ama are actually nothing. At the beginning, the ministers suggested and persuaded, but seeing that it didn't work, they invited these people into the palace every day. Teach patiently, and before you know it, the tax will be collected.”

So, persuading people to be kind, as long as you persist, there will be rewards.If not, it must be that you haven't paid enough.

"...?!" Hubu Shangshu showed an expression of "what are you talking about?", his eyes widened.

Is that the case?You call that patience teaching?

"..." Yinhu, who was standing beside her, couldn't help but twitched the corner of her mouth.

He is in charge of assisting Yinzhen in supervising the country, and he witnessed it with his own eyes these days: the fourth brother would "invite" these unlucky people every day to enter the palace at the right time, and listen to his lectures on classic ancient prose that encourage good people.At noon, the fourth brother went to rest, but the adults immediately started to write articles on the content of the lecture that day.Lunch is dry steamed buns, and I gnaw while writing, and I can't leave the palace until Haishi.

Every day at five o'clock you have to arrive at the palace on time, which means that you have to get up at four o'clock or even three o'clock and get ready to go.It was already eleven o'clock in the evening when he was released from the palace.It's almost twelve o'clock and early in the morning when I get home, how many hours can I sleep in a day?

On the first day, Yinhu thought about it, this is a good opportunity, the fourth brother attracts people's hatred so much, if he stepped forward to appease the adults, wouldn't it be another wave of connections?As a result, the fourth brother took a lunch break. He just moved a recliner and slept next to him. When he woke up, he asked someone to move the business over. He didn't give him any chance at all!

Yinhu wanted to win people over, but he didn't dare to do so in front of the fourth brother. In case the fourth brother thinks that his intentions are not right, let him listen to lectures and write his thoughts with some adults? ?

"Teaching?" Kangxi was full of suspicion. How can the sawed gourd of the fourth child be omitted so much? Is this something that can be solved by teaching, "Su Aiqing, it's up to you."

"Yes..." Hubu Shangshu described to Kangxi what the fourth elder brother had done these days with lingering fear.

Su He had also seen that scene from a distance.Those who were called into the palace sat at the table in the open air. Whenever they dozed off or lost their concentration, the little eunuch immediately stepped forward and asked sharply whether they were dissatisfied with the fourth elder brother?The fourth elder brother was kind enough to give lectures, but he fell asleep in front of him and lost his mind.

The fourth elder brother is different. Although he has to get up early to give lectures, but he lives in the palace, he must sleep longer than these old rascals, and he can take a lunch break at noon. He was full of energy when he was tortured all day.

Kangxi: "..."

This trick... is a bit damaging, but it is still effective.

Yinzhen heard that Su He only said his own credit for the whole process, and took the initiative to speak for Yinhu: "The eighth brother also has credit for this matter. My son has always been stupid and not good at words. Fortunately, the eighth brother followed the whole process and explained to the adults. My son's kindness..."

Su He: "...!@#!"

right! !The eighth elder brother is the most sinister.Every time someone protests, he will jump out and say that the fourth elder brother is responsible for supervising the country, and he even took time to give lectures to everyone. Malicious, maliciously twisted.

"..." Yinhu slowly avoided Su He's eyes.

What can he do, he is just protecting himself normally...

Kangxi looked at the paperwork submitted by Su He, but he didn't feel pity for these lads at all, but was thinking: Prince... may not be able to come back, then I have to make plans for the future!

These sons have to work twice as hard.Seeing how seamlessly the fourth and eighth children are cooperating, it's better to let them go to various places to deal with these old rascals.

Kangxi immediately asked the personal eunuch to read out the decree, and sent away the fourth and eighth children. Kangxi thought about a new problem: after staying in the Rehe Palace for too long, it is time to return to the Forbidden City.But how to explain the delay in the prince's return?Said, the prince is seriously ill, recuperating in Qingfu Temple?

It's awkward to hear this!It would be great if Qingfu Temple was as famous as Mount Wutai. "The prince is seriously ill and rests in Wutai Mountain" sounds reasonable, but, "The prince is seriously ill and recuperates in Qingfu Temple"?People have to be curious, is Qingfu Temple a powerful Taoist temple?Don't you have to go see it?Shouldn't he be ashamed? ?

He once thought that if the master can become a national teacher, he will seal the temple of the master as a temple. This time he went to see the temple in person, can the pigeon cage be sealed as a temple? ? ? ?Can? ?Does it mean it? ?

After struggling for a long time, and thinking of all kinds of ways to hide the truth, Kangxi took a sip of tea anxiously, and was shivered by the cold.

The eunuch who usually waited by his side was sent to announce the decree. Now the eunuch who was serving nearby was a young eunuch who was not very skilled.But after drinking the herbal tea, Kangxi cleared his mind and thought again, this is a guilty conscience, why bother to tell the location?In order to ensure the comfort of the prince, it is normal not to disclose the place where he is recuperating.

Finally solved the problem that troubled him the most all the way, Kangxi couldn't help smiling happily when he suddenly realized: "The prince is seriously ill and is recuperating. I will drive back to Beijing the day after tomorrow."

The little eunuch was frightened: "..."

The crown prince is seriously ill, why does the majesty smile relaxed and happy? ?

Sure enough, there is no father and son in the heavenly family?Love is all fake!

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"... That's what Huang Ama said." As soon as Yinhu came out of the Kangxi Palace, he coldly shook off Yinzhen, who was very enthusiastic about strengthening brotherhood. Go there, "In addition to the errands between me and the fourth brother, he has drawn up another purpose. One is to let the third brother join immediately and be in charge of the compilation of "The Collection of Ancient and Modern Books". , Huang Ama has never been in the mood to implement it."

"Secondly..." Yinhu looked at Yinyin's expression carefully, and said carefully, "I sent you to Heilongjiang to be stationed with the army."

The Qing Dynasty divided the northeast region into three major regions, Ningguta, Shengjing, and Heilongjiang.Because it faces Tsarist Russia across the border, coupled with the harsh climate and harsh environment, stationing in these areas is definitely the hardest job, and the exiled prisoners are often exiled to Ningguta and other places.

Yinhu saw Yinfei sitting on the chair, his face became haggard, and he was very anxious for his elder brother, but now he could only comfort him: "In order to guard against Galdan, Huang Ama stationed troops in Heilongjiang forever. This time, he sent his elder brother Going to the northeast border, it might not be a big deal, brother, don't be disappointed—"

"Why do I feel disappointed when I go to Heilongjiang? It's a man's good fortune to be stationed at the border, to protect our family and our country!" Yin Yu also braced himself, and then went back quickly, touching his chest and sighing.

Yinhu didn't know why, so he didn't dare to ask in detail, so he continued to analyze to Yinyu: "My fourth brother and I have taken up positions in the household department. This time, we will go to various places to persuade taxes. If Heilongjiang has a firm foothold, then it can be regarded as having the military power, and there is a better chance to make meritorious deeds...Brother?"

Yinbi's eyes were resentful, extremely sour and slightly jealous, he said: "I also want to ask for money."

He still wants to steal the house! !A green light of hatred for Fu flashed in Yinfei's eyes.

Yinhu: "..."

... The analysis was done in vain, and the whole analysis went to the dog's stomach.

The tail of autumn swept away, and winter entered again in a blink of an eye.Every household began to prepare for the Spring Festival. Red lanterns and Spring Festival couplets were hung in the narrow alleys to add a little warmth to the cold winter.

"The second Spring Festival in this world..." Qingyang sighed, then threw away the stack of land deeds in his hand, scratching his head angrily, "Why! Why do you want to collect these things!!"

It's terrible, it's not a sheet, it's a stack!

Yinfeng was still happy at first, begging for praise, but was taken aback by Qingyang: "No... isn't it good? These are all the land deeds around the Taoist temple! With this land deed, the Taoist temple can be expanded!"

Back then, he went to Nanjing City God’s Temple to learn scriptures, and made up his mind to let Qingfu Temple have everything that Nanjing City God’s Temple has, and now it has finally made progress!

"You, you unfilial disciple..." Qingyang said weakly, swaying back, almost leaning into Luo Hu's arms, "As a teacher, how hard you protect this little family..."

Woohoo, Xiaojia is going to become everyone again! !

Yinfeng was at a loss: "They are all bought in a serious way... The neighbors in the neighborhood have moved out of the narrow alleys one after another, leaving empty houses and it is not easy to buy. I thought this is just right? It can help them get back a sum of money, our Taoist temple It can be expanded...”

Qingyang wiped away the tears that did not exist, and stood firm: "Since you are so hardworking, it is decided for the teacher that after the expansion of the Taoist temple, you and Lagu Su Ma will be responsible for all the cleaning."

I almost forgot, now I also have an apprentice.

Qingyang felt refreshed for a while, and then began to make plans: "It's not very good to keep the original structure of such a large site. Our Taoist temple has to be greatly remodeled, and it will be completely demolished and rebuilt."

All the ghosts gathered and looked at Qingyang's painting on the ground: "The rebuilt Taoist temple faces south, and there should be a square on the front, where a screen wall can be placed. A sacred road is laid in the center, leading from south to north to the main hall dedicated to the gods. And side hall. The east side of the Taoist temple is the huts where we living people live, as well as the bathhouse and kitchen for daily use, and the ancestral hall is placed on the west side of the Taoist temple.”

Qingyang didn't even plan to keep the main house in the west courtyard. The house was useless. From the time it was repaired to the present, the Demon Ancestor had never lived in it.

Qingyang rubbed his chin, turned his head and tugged at Luohu's sleeve: "Our Taoist temple is expanding, so big, do we have to give it to the five Linggongs and the statues of Zaojun and his wife? Otherwise, when pilgrims come in and see such a big Taoist temple, The memorial tablet is also enshrined in the side hall, which seems to be very cheap... By the way, Mozu, you still don’t want to have a statue in the main hall?"

"Huh?" Luo Hu's focus was different, "After the statue is made, do you still wear this little gold pendant?"

Qingyang: "...there are all statues of decent gods, so naturally I don't wear this little gold pendant...it's not very dignified."

When I went to the City God Temple a few times before, the Taoist priests inside all stared at the little golden pendant on his neck with weird eyes.

Luo Hu immediately said sharply: "What is the identity of this deity, how can he be in the main hall with mere Sanqing!"

"..." Qingyang said without much hope, "What about the statues of Lord Wuling and Mr. Zaojun..."

Looking at Qingyang's eyes eagerly begging for approval, Luo Hu reluctantly let go: "My lord, naturally I won't hold back my apprentice."

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Because the gods in the temple are small-bellied chickens... are relatively xenophobic, and the procedures that normal Taoist temples will have during the Spring Festival, such as receiving the God of Joy and picking up the Jade Emperor, have to be killed.

On New Year's Eve, all the slave ghosts returned to the monastery. After eating the flowing water banquet together, Qingyang went to the kitchen to pick up the stove, and went to the squatter room that served as the living room to eat fruit tea.When the birthday ceremony was over, Utan also brought two monks from Baxiang Temple to pay New Year's greetings.

Youtan's face is much thicker than Jueming's. Anyway, everyone is in the lower world, and the demon ancestor's thigh must be hugged, so he simply brought Mr. Zhang to eat and drink in the audience, and watch the year together.

The last second of the New Year's Eve ended with the ringing of the bells of the Qinhuai Temple.Grandma Stove King specially made vegetarian Hu spicy soup and distributed it to everyone.

"Mazu," Qingyang climbed up to the eaves holding the Hu spicy soup with veal cubes that he had prepared in advance, "Watch them set off fireworks."

Luo Hu, who was sitting alone on the eaves, raised his hand subconsciously, and felt a little hot when his cool fingers touched the warm porcelain bowl.

The hot and spicy soup made by Qingyang is different from Grandma Stove King's.Grandma Stove King’s hot and spicy soup has some traditional Chinese medicine added to it, which has a delicate herbal taste. Qingyang’s soup is relatively simple, without the smell of medicine, and it is purely the fresh fragrance of food.

The beef is cut into small pieces and soaked in thick soup. It tastes soft on the outside, but the inside is still strong.Vermicelli, tofu skin, kelp, and thousands of shreds are soaked with the deliciousness of bone broth. The fungus is also cut into thin shreds. You can drink it directly from a bowl without a spoon, and eat it full of deliciousness.

Luo Hu rarely ate delicately, sipping the soup bit by bit, his eyes drifted to Qing Yang's face.

The little Taoist looked very happy.

Kangxi didn't know what to think, so he sent someone to bring firecrackers and fireworks. Qingyang sat beside Luo Hu, drinking soup while dangling his legs on the eaves, while looking at the yard, Yinfeng was holding fireworks and dancing with all the ghosts and demons. , Some more lively ghosts pretended to be jumping around on firecrackers.

A few young children also ran around excitedly behind Yinreng holding fireworks. It was Yinreng using the five ghosts transporting technique, and General Yinfeng secretly brought his young children, only for the children Said it was a dream.Grandma Stove Wang was rubbing her hands excitedly, and when she saw a child fall, she took a few steps up to pick it up and healed the child: "Oh, look at the skinny one, it would be great if I could come to the temple, grandma You are all fed fat."

Yinreng played recklessly, and came with sweat on his forehead: "Fortunately, our temple is not the Quanzhen sect. Master said that if there is a chance in the future, we can bring our family members and place them next door to the Taoist temple. Those who want to enter the Taoist temple can also enter the temple. "

Grandma Stove King nodded straight: "Yes, you can see that Zhang Tianshi's lineage is also passed down from direct relatives!"

"But we also need to see if they are willing and talented." Yinfeng pinched his son's face with gentle eyes.

Grandma Stove Wang rubbed the belly of the child in her arms: "Hey, hey, hey more."

Grandma, feed more, everything will be there.

Sitting on the eaves of the roof, Qingyang watched the fireworks, the bright flames rushed into the sky, and opened a Milky Way brighter than the stars on the night, and couldn't help but leaned against Luo Hu: "Hiss...it's a bit cold. "

Luo Hu was in a hurry, and quickly used his cloak to catch Qingyang, who hadn't acted like a baby for a long time.The last time he begged for a hug, it seemed like it was San Qingling's time when Qingyang took the initiative to hug the idol's thigh.

Qingyang leaned on Luohu's shoulder, feeling a little flustered because of the bustle, missing his master, and settled down again. He couldn't help but stretched out his hand and hugged Luohu's arm.

Luo Hu was stunned, not knowing whether to move or what to do next.He shielded the cold winter wind with his power, but the curly hair of the little Taoist's bun was still moving against his cheek.

When he finally regained his composure and turned his face to his shoulder, what he saw was the peaceful sleeping face of the little Taoist priest.

Isolated from the cold, Qingyang leaned half of his body in the cloak, sleeping warmly and solidly.The curled temples hung all the way to the lips, and under the changing light and shadow of the fireworks, those lips seemed to be endowed with a strange charm, which attracted Luo Hu to unconsciously raise his hand slowly, brushing away this strand of hair, and lowered his head— —

"Wow?"

A fluffy one suddenly jumped past the two of them, with its head tilted, looking purely at Luo Hu, who was approaching Qingyang, with dog eyes.

The Stove Lord secretly brought the dog to see the old woman: "..."

The Stove Lord's head lowered inch by inch from behind the eaves...

"-Dare to say it, you're dead, you know?!" Luo Hu grabbed the Stove Lord up and said through gritted teeth, "Get lost!"

"...QAQ" The Stove Lord ran away in tears, he hadn't seen the old woman yet.

Luo Hu rubbed his chest violently, his eyes fluttered all over the place in a panic, and after finally regaining his composure, Luo Hu looked around vigilantly, and no one noticed except Zao Jun.

He breathed a sigh of relief silently, quickly wrapped the little Taoist priest in a big cloak, and sent him to the bed in the squatter room.

"..." Qingyang turned over on the bed, murmuring something in a low voice.

Luo Hu stretched his limbs silently, climbed onto the other side of the bed, looked at Qingyang with complicated eyes for a long time, then deliberately turned his back to Qingyang.

clear mind...

Luo Hu forcibly emptied his brain and fell into a deep sleep.

in a dream.

There is the sound of water flowing under the thatched hut, and the sound of gourds hitting wooden barrels when scooping water.

A white shadow was washing his hair sideways. The curly and black hair was carefully combed by slender fingers to wash away the dust.

Then the man turned around, his eyelashes were steaming with steam, and the beautiful fireworks were reflected in his eyes, the most beautiful stars and moons in the night were filled in these smiling eyes.

Seeing his own perspective, Luo Hu bumped towards him, rubbed the moon and stars into his arms, and then touched that piece of lips.

Soft, warm, and palpitatingly sweet.

"——!" Luo Hu suddenly woke up from the dream and almost fell off the bed.

Looking to the side, the little Taoist priest was still in a deep sleep, completely unaware of what kind of dream he was awakened by.

Luo Hu couldn't sleep anymore, and turned over and got out of bed clutching his chest full of strange emotions.

After waking up from the dream, the back view she saw when she taught Yinyi a lesson became clearer and clearer.

Luo Hu stood by the window in confusion and conflict, scratching at the window sill: How could this be?I regard the little Taoist priest as a disciple, how can I have such thoughts for my disciples?

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"Hey, who is it! You're so immoral, you came here to scratch my window frame last night." Qingyang woke up early in the morning and found that Luo Hu had disappeared. He scratched his head and went to the window to find out where Luo Hu was. A few potholes were touched.

Qingyang didn't have time to pursue it, so he hurried downstairs to prepare the altar, when he met Grandma Stove King and said hello: "Have you got the dumplings? Then I'll make some steamed buns, have the children sent them back?"

Grandma Stove King was still very reluctant: "I'm going back, I'll be back before dawn. I have to pretend to be dreaming... It would be great if I could pick it up sooner!"

"Everyone has their own aspirations. What if their children want to live in the palace? Let's see what happens in the future!" Qingyang has always believed that the boat will be straight when it reaches the bridge, and live in the present. The steamed buns went to be enshrined, and Luohu was asked to feed them.

When he found him, Luo Hu was standing by the bathroom in the apse in a daze.

"What are you looking at?" Qingyang still remembered the excitement last night, waved at Luo Hui and jumped a few times, "Come and eat buns——"

The protracted voice stopped abruptly.

The little gold pendant is so light, and the chain is short, after a few bounces, it rolled into the collar from the outside of the collar, making Qingyang shiver from the ice.

Qingyang instinctively reached out to grab it, and the one who reacted as fast as him was Luo Hu who suddenly appeared in front of Qingyang.His hand also stretched out like lightning to grab the dishonest little golden pendant. Qingyang's hand had just grasped the little golden pendant, and Luo Hu's hand followed closely behind him.

"...I dare to bet you with my son that there are very few ghosts in Jiangsu, and there must be ghosts among them!"

The voices of the dispute gradually approached, Sony and Aobai drifted over with mutual dislike.

"Hey, isn't there a ghost?" Obai said disdainfully, "What's wrong with Mr. Gui, I don't want to have other masters to save ghosts... ah..."

Sony and Aobai gradually stopped.

Qingyang and Luohu: "..."

Sony and Obai: "..."

Sony: "...excuse me."