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

Hubu Shangshu glanced to the side, and Yinhu actually had a look of lingering fear: "..."

Really, I've never found out before, are the fourth elder brother and eighth elder brother such people?Why can you still put on a pitiful and innocent look of "I am also a victim, and I am precarious every day", isn't it you who always use words to force the Ministry of Internal Affairs to be unable to escape?It has been spread all over the place, the names of the fourth elder brother and the eighth elder brother are black and white.

... That's right, the boss and the second child can't do it, but the fourth child and the eighth child seem to be interesting?Kangxi's thoughts also turned, and he smiled unintentionally: "On the way to Heilongjiang, I also heard about it. What's the 'black and white double evil', it was spread by the people, and I praised your method. All the wealth confiscated by some evil officials will be returned to the people."

"?" Yinhu blinked in surprise, he really hadn't heard of it, how could Huang Ama know about it, and no one in the court informed him?Black and white double evil... This doesn't sound too good.

Yinhu frowned indiscriminately, seeing Kangxi's expression seemed to be in a good mood, so he said in a joking tone: "This is really the first time I've heard about these two evil spirits, who is black and who is white?"

He must be white, after all, when the fourth brother arranged for him to deal with the aftermath, he also brought some private goods with him, and tried to appease him. Although no one showed any intention, at least his friendly attitude was put there...

Hubu Shangshu: "Haha, naturally you are black, and the fourth elder brother is white."

Yinhu: "Oh, I'm white—????"

What the hell, this is so natural.

Seeing Yinhu's unbelievable look, Hubu Shangshu couldn't help thinking, look, look, this is a black-hearted person, how capable of pretending, it is completely impossible to see that he has two faces.When persuading taxes, they strike hard, and after scraping people's money, they also use gentle words to test and torture people's nerves. After being frightened by the eight princes, many officials either resigned and returned home, or returned to the golden basin. handwashing.

Yinhu was still unconvinced and wanted to ask further questions, but Yinzhen said with some trepidation: "Isn't that good? Shouldn't this remark be suppressed? Black and white double evil, could it be the two black and white in the underworld? Impermanence? This... this is not a joke."

Yinzhen is really sweating, he saw with his own eyes how Master Qingyang sent people to hell, but don't let him do good deeds all his life, and when he went to hell, he was put on small shoes by two impermanent...

Kangxi, who was still smiling, couldn't help: "..."

...it's really not clear.

He changed the topic: "You guys have done a good job with the Ministry of Internal Affairs, but according to this calculation, 60 yuan is far from the silver taels they are greedy for. Yinzhen, and Yinsi, you all continue to work hard."

Hubu Shangshu: "..."

ah?Do you want to keep working hard? ?

Kangxi waved back the Minister of the Household Department, took Yinzhen and Yinhu and walked a few steps forward, looked up at the Qianqing Gate, and tried in a natural tone: "You did a good job when I was away. If one day, I'm tired, I can't take care of it anymore, this great Qing Dynasty is your world."

Is this an indication?Kangxi thought with great satisfaction, and wanted to observe the expressions of his two sons when he turned around.

Yinhu was also thinking: This can be regarded as an explicit statement—an explicit statement that he knows that he is close to his elder brother and Mingzhu!

Yinhu's legs softened: Big Brother just made an oath to stay in Heilongjiang for the rest of his life, and Mingzhu didn't stop him at all. On the contrary, he was very grateful to Huang Ama and wished he could be so heartbroken. It was obvious that he was attacked when he was in Heilongjiang!No wonder Mingzhu hasn't sent him letters recently.

"My son, my son, don't dare to have such delusional thoughts." Now Yinhu is even more frightened than Yinzhen just now, kneeling down, his knees are about to be broken, "I only want to follow my uncle, Prince Yu, and be loyal to the king. Assist the Holy Majesty!"

Yinhu felt that his expression was quite weighty, but Yinzhen knelt down next to him even more heavily in the next second, and said in a tone full of fear—the kind of fear of seeing evil spirits: "Huang Ama ! If you still feel pity for Erchen, I beg you to take back what you just said! I would rather die than have such unfaithful, filial and unrighteous thoughts!"

What happened today, first there were black and white evil spirits, and then there were treasonous crimes. Does this mean that he must be tied to a weight and sent to hell? ?

Yinzhen automatically checked his seat in his heart: if he wants to succeed to the throne, the prince must be removed, and he has to find a way to stop the people in the world from talking, so the only way is to slander and harm others.Slander harms people, tongue-pulling hell, the first floor is 1 years, which translates to 130 billion human years.While alive, we separated flesh and blood, instigated quarrels between father and son, brothers, iron tree hell, the third floor is 4 years, converted to 160 billion years in the human world, 8 times more painful than the first floor.Committing treason, evil mirror hell, the fourth floor is 640 years, converted to [-] billion human years, [-] times more painful than the first floor...

"..." Yinzhen couldn't count anymore, sat down slumped, and shed tears silently.

Kangxi: "..."

? ? ? ? ?

Don't, don't really have no one to replace? ? ?

The fourth child and the eighth child also thought painfully in their hearts: Don’t, don’t say/encourage me to seek rebellion.

At this moment, the father and son, as if they were about to die, solidified into a group of painful sculptures in front of Qianqingmen...

After a period of full cooperation, the fasting ceremony in the Heilongjiang area was left in the city, because there were monks from Xinglong Temple and Jinguang Temple to help, the task was not heavy, and it was still dark when Qingyang ended. Friends can move freely first, and go shopping in the market and other places in the city.

Hearing the news that they could move freely, all the ghosts danced like a festival. Chen Yuanyuan stepped on the gate of the city first, relying on the fact that the living could not see her, she put her hands on her hips and said nonsense: "This whole city belongs to this girl!"

"Pull you down," Aobai pushed Chen Yuanyuan away with a pounce, "Do you know how much money it costs to raise this city every day? Get out of the way, let the old man come—"

Xiaozhuang couldn't understand the behavior of these two people very much, so he just looked around: "Where is the restaurant? What's going on, little boss, why didn't Chunsheng Restaurant open to Heilongjiang."

"..." Qingyang said earnestly, "Daozhang Zhang told everyone to rest, so why don't you rest and repay the appearance?"

Xiao Zhuang: "? The appearance of the liver is rest for the old man."

Except for these few more difficult ghosts, other ghosts are more worry-free. Aunt Su Ma is holding Shen Wansan in the fabric store, using Shen Wansan as a cash machine, and Sony is relying on himself as a ghost to inquire around. Military situation, thinking about how to develop Yin soldiers.As for the Yin Soldiers, it's more messy. In short, nearly a thousand ghosts were released, and several monks and priests were frightened to hold up their magical weapons, thinking that there were fish that had slipped through the net...

"Mozu," Qingyang Lin said before turning his eyes away, he saw a few Yin soldiers stealing the wine just warmed by a few Taoist friends, and was violently attacked by the Taoist priest, "I'm going to fight, can you help me?" Take a look at that store, what does it sell? Why are there so many people around?"

In Heilongjiang, where the land is vast and sparsely populated, it is extremely barren, and the market is far inferior to that of Qinhuai. It is really rare for such a grand occasion to surround the storefront with three floors and three floors outside.Qingyang originally wanted to go with Luohu, but who let the husky at home run away...

Luo Hu nodded reluctantly, watched Qingyang leave, and then turned to walk towards the crowd.

He didn't need to squeeze, he stretched out his hand and swiped twice, and he walked to the front row.

"Come on, come on, let's all take a look! The latest book of Daoist La Deng, "Anecdotes Between Master and Me", has delicate emotions, ups and downs in the plot, and Sansheng III is a sadomasochistic love affair! The most important thing is , many of them are masters of Taoists who pull lamps..." The owner of the study collected money while yelling, and showed an expression that any man could understand to the people who surrounded him.

Luo Hu: "????"

What master!

Luo Hu looked at the boss very sensitively, but the other party still maintained a warm salesman's smile, and the guests around him were also snapping up, nothing unusual.

The customer who was blocked by Luo Hu urged: "Buy it or not, if you don't buy it, let us move forward!"

"...Buy one." Luo Hu took out his silver and took the heavy book into his hand.

This deity just wants to understand the current atmosphere in the world...

"Just buy one?" The boss approached enthusiastically, "I personally think that this is not the pinnacle of the Taoist Ladeng. The "Master, Don't" published some time ago, and "With the Master" A Hundred Days and Nights Spent Together", that is a wonderful pen, it can be called the pinnacle! For example, the lotus position in it, tsk tsk tsk..."

"... Oh." Luo Hu's heart was actually full of bewilderment, thinking about sitting in the lotus pose, a Buddhist technique?But those who write books call themselves Taoists, and those who buy books are not like Buddhist disciples.

He said in a low voice as calm as a mountain, "Take one copy."

"..." The people next to me were stunned when they whispered "here comes the whole set", and then they were encouraged to shout, "Take one of them all! I'll take one of them too!"

The boss was overjoyed, and was busy looking for money, while Luo Hu was carrying a basket of books and squeezed out of the crowd in a daze.

Standing on the street, he pondered for a while, then slowly reached out and grabbed a copy of "Master, No" and opened a page at random:

【..."No way!" The little apprentice cried and wanted to push the master away...】

"...!" Luo Hu slammed the book shut.

Wait, wait, wait.

What's this?Is it a normal master-student relationship?

Luo Hu, who had been standing upright just now, changed involuntarily, raised his sleeves to cover the basket, slowly looked around, and then reopened the page with lightning speed.

【...The master looked at the disciple indifferently, raised his hand to untie the cold silk around his neck, and tied it mercilessly...】

Luo Hu: "!!!"

What!thing!

The demon ancestor repeats the cycle of fission-explosion-recovery in situ.

He couldn't help but raised his hand to touch the silk satin on his neck that was transformed from the world to the yin. The super strong sense of substitution made him look down, and then he was indoctrinated unpreparedly what is called "sit down". Lotus pose".

"...? Mozu?" Qingyang came back with a few yin soldiers with blue skin and swollen faces, but who would dare to dare next time. From a distance, he saw Luo Hu standing in the street with a blushing look on his face, " You—go shopping? What's in the basket?"

Qingyang poked his head curiously to see, but Luo Hu took a few steps back in an instant, and then threw the basket and books into his sleeves: "It's nothing, go back."

"?" Qingyang wondered why he still stammered, "It's really nothing? Then I still want to go to that store to see—"

"No!" Luo Hu grabbed Qingyang's shoulders, turned him in a different direction, and pushed him away from the source of all evil, "Go back...I want to eat offerings!"

In this kind of trivial matter, Qingyang still indulged Luo Hu, and his attention was immediately diverted, and he began to ask what he wanted to eat.

"..." Luo Hu's thoughts went astray for a second, and he remembered the phrase "eat you" that Master Xiesi said coldly in the passage he had just read.

Luo Hu: "..."

ah! !This filthy human race!

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There was something wrong with Mozu, Qingyang noticed it as soon as he met him.When he went to the kitchen to prepare pastries, he thought about it, and secretly called Grandma Stove King back to ask: "When I went to fight, Mo Zu——"

Grandma Stove Wang covered her mouth and smiled, and stuffed Qingyang Yi with the books that were full of books: "I just went to buy these! You are making cakes here, and Mo Zu is probably peeping in the room too? Come, come, let grandma make the cakes." , you go through it first and get ready."

"??" Qingyang was puzzled, looked down at the title of the book, "..."

Who, with such an advanced spirit, wrote such a taboo little yellow book.

"Cough," Qingyang said holding the book, "I'll take a look, thank you grandma for your help."

There was no one in the living room, so Qingyang found a chair and sat down, flipping forward to read:

【...Master's eyes widened in astonishment, and he never expected that the apprentice would hide the last trick: "You, do you really hate me so much?"

The apprentice slowly sat up from the bed, the light blade in his hand became more solid because it was stained with blood, it was actually gathered by pure yang.

Master vomited a mouthful of blood, panted a few times, and the four swords hovering around him suddenly fell down.He said sadly: "It turned out to be you..."]

Qingyang: "..."

Hiss... what's going on, this person is inexplicably familiar? ?

Qingyang flipped through dozens of pages indiscriminately:

【..."Then you'd better not move." The master's lips parted into a cruel evil smile, and the Xuan Ning gauze on his body instantly turned into a black shadow...]

Qingyang: "????"

Unbelievingly, he turned forward again:

【...Master's face was doting, but he took off the cold silk and satin around his neck, and mercilessly...】

Qingyang: "..."

...the case can be settled!This "Taoist" who pulls the lamp, "Master, don't" is definitely committed by insiders!

He wiped his face speechlessly and put down his book, just as the sound of returning troops came from outside the living room.

Zhang Shuangying greeted: "Now all the ghosts in Heilongjiang have been liberated, and there are still Tibet and other places, but that is the territory of lamas. From now on, we will divide into two groups. On the Tibetan side, Buddhist disciples will follow up, and Taoist disciples will follow up." The disciples went south together, to Yunnan and other places..."

Qingyang raised his hand: "I may have to stay in Heilongjiang for a while. There is a patient who has not recovered. I will follow up after he is cured."

"Okay," Zhang Shuangying said, "Is there anyone else who needs to stay temporarily, or has something urgent to deal with? Leave a name here, and we'll leave tonight!"

Qingyang registered and left with the basket in his arms.Because his posture was too magnanimous, no one even suspected what book he was reading while sitting alone in the living room.

Is this a good thing?Qingyang thought, it can be regarded as an enlightenment for the Demon Ancestor... If you have a strong learning ability, you can look forward to it tonight!

Qingyang cheered up immediately, and went to the kitchen to return the book to Grandma Stove King.

Grandma Stove King was still very surprised: "-Have you finished reading? Don't be shy! These things are usually prepared by the elders in the family. Grandma is your elder!"

Qingyang said calmly: "When I was studying medicine, I actually read more than these..."

What's more, he can tie tortoise shells, does the Taoist pull the lamp understand?

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Being considerate of Mozu's first contact with the new world, Qingyang went to Fuquan's follow-up consultation alone, leaving Luo Hu a long study time.

"Well, the root cause of the disease has been cured, and now it is physical weakness." Qingyang withdrew his hand, "Your complexion has improved a lot, tomorrow I will give you acupuncture and moxibustion for the last time, and then you can go back to Kyoto. Find a seat for the rest The doctor can also treat you."

Fuquan also got out of bed recently, and got up to send Qingyang off: "When is the master going? Come to the mansion tonight to get together, at least stay overnight, and get up tomorrow morning without delaying the injection. And..." Fuquan sighed, "From now on, it will be difficult to see Big Brother again."

The mansion Fuquan mentioned was an empty house temporarily bought here in Heilongjiang.After all, he came to recuperate from his illness, so he couldn't stay in other people's barracks all the time.

"Hmm..." Qingyang thinks about it. The soldiers guarding the border can't leave at will even if it's the Spring Festival. "Then I'll pack up and move here at night. I just leave tomorrow after giving you the needle."

Qingyang went back to the market first, and brought back all the ghosts who were still dancing wildly. Grandma Stove King waited for the gods to come back early. For them, the spirits are everywhere. Ordinary scene.

Qingyang clicked one by one: "Well, there are only two monks missing. Have they all gone to Tibet? They should meet us at the Taoist temple after finishing the work. As for the demon ancestor..." Qingyang coughed dryly, and greeted the ghosts and gods You understand and I understand the eyes, and said calmly, "I'm still studying, let's not disturb him, let's go first."

The ghosts and gods "Yo~~" rose up one after another.

Chen Yuanyuan fell happily into Grandma Stove King's arms, and whispered, "Is the red bean I bought today ready to use?"

Grandma Stove King also said hopefully: "I hope the Demon Ancestor is more reliable..."

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Although the newly bought mansion is only for temporary residence, but as Prince Yu, the mansion where Fu Quan lives temporarily is also very large and expensive.

Yinfei specially asked General Heilongjiang for leave, came for about half a cup of tea, and then hurried back to the camp. Fuquan watched and sighed: "The wine is not cold, so I left."

"The barracks are not allowed to drink." Qingyang was overwhelmed with food, "It's actually quite good."

If the eldest prince can abide by this discipline, it means that he has adapted and integrated into the life here.

Fuquan hummed, and jokingly said, "Of course it might be smoked away by incense..."

How many ghosts and gods Qingyang has made offerings to, and when the meal is served, incense is lit, and the huge hall becomes shrouded in fairy mist, which is not unpleasant, but strangers still can't bear it.

Holding the incense in his mouth, Aobai walked up and down in front of Fuquan in a contemptuous gesture, waving his fists provocatively, but Fuquan had already spent money to buy a Yang-enhancing charm, so he couldn't see him...

After dinner, Qingyang thanked Fuquan and went back to the guest room to rest.Before going to bed, he opened the window specially, put an incense burner, and plugged in the lit incense to prevent the Demon Ancestor from losing his way.

After eating and drinking enough, Qingyang had been busy all day today, and fell asleep soon after lying on the bed.

It wasn't until the moon was on the treetops and when the drizzle was pouring down, a black shadow came on the wind, carrying Qingyang into his arms with the coolness of the rain.

"Little Taoist priest." Luo Hu's face was hot despite being drenched in rain all the way.

Qingyang woke up in a daze, smiled when he saw Luo Hu, and deliberately chose a sentence from the book: "Master, come so late, do you still want to practice how to control the sword?"

"?!" Luo Hu looked up in shock, and then said in shame and annoyance, "Hmph! Practice! I will practice you tonight!"

"Oh——" Qingyang was about to take another line, but suddenly remembered something, and said cautiously, "Then let's make room first."

This is the bed in Fuquan's house, he doesn't want to ask the maid to change the sheets tomorrow morning.

Qingyang scratched his face, rolled his eyes, and smiled worse than his master: "Take out that black lotus of yours..."

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Since he left Heilongjiang, Qingyang took the ghosts and gods all the way south for salvation, and it has been two years since he returned to Qinhuai.

Before returning to the Taoist temple, all the ghosts and gods were in a trance for a moment——

A new Taoist temple ten times wider stands in the center of the remaining houses in the narrow alley.

In front of the Taoist temple is a masonry square with fine auspicious cloud patterns carved on the stone surface.From the square to the inside, there is a three-meter-long screen wall, engraved with gods all over the sky, ranging from the solemnity of Sanqing to the flying clothes of Baihua Fairy, as if they are about to fly out of the screen wall.

Going further in, there is a sacred road running straight from north to south. The sacred road is hundreds of meters long.The ancestral hall is built slightly lower than the main side hall, and is divided into several small courtyards, which can be chosen by the ghosts to live together.On the east side of the view is the squatter room of Qingyang and his apprentices, which are connected to the bath room and kitchen through the corridor, so there is no need to take an umbrella to take a bath or cook in rainy days.

The ghosts were silent for a moment, and then howled like ghosts and wolves, and rushed to the ancestral hall to grab their seats.

"Damn, a handsome seven-foot man, he has the nerve to rob a house with a weak woman." Chen Yuanyuan stomped on Sony and tore Oboi's mouth with his hands.

Aobai said vaguely, "Damn... do you look like a weak woman?"

Xiaozhuang and Aunt Su Ma have already found their own yard. As related households, once the Taoist temple was built, Yinfeng of course helped to seize the largest yard immediately, and a notice was posted at the door:

[In the future, there may be five generations living under the same roof, with a large population, and this hospital already accounts for it. 】

Yinfeng was watering the vegetable garden, when he heard the sound, he jumped up, and using the technique he had just learned to shrink the ground into an inch, he ran towards Qingyang at the door: "Master—father—????"

Yinrong stopped with a sliding shovel.

Qingyang held Luo Hu's hand generously, without any intention of hiding it.

The tears of Yinreng's reunion after a long absence fell instantly: "...No one told me when it will be good."

Without any psychological preparation, the master's sword slowed down.

Yinfeng said in fear: "Master, if you are like this, what if one day I ascend and you haven't yet?"

"Haha, this joke is really funny." Qingyang smiled cooperatively twice, and skillfully took out handfuls of IOUs from Luo Hu's sleeve, "Come on, these are all the inheritance left to you by my teacher." .”

"What is left..." Yinfeng looked down, was still in tears one second, and grinned to the ears the next second, and said affectionately, "Although I don't have a good father, I have a good master. It is the greatest filial piety of the disciples to hope that the master will ascend as soon as possible."

"..." Qingyang raised his hand and licked the back of the unfilial disciple's head, and was about to ask if the monk from Baxiang Temple had returned, when there was a knock on the door.

"?" Qingyang looked back, and saw a familiar figure standing at the door very awkwardly, "Brother Eight?"

Yinhu still remembered the embarrassment when he invited Qingyang to come to see the doctor before, he nodded in embarrassment, and then said with a serious expression: "I was ordered by the emperor to send a letter to the master, and it is indeed in Jiangsu and Zhejiang..."

Yinhu was dumbfounded.

Yinfeng's belt was filled with the inheritance that his master had just given him, and he walked up to him swaggeringly, without any tricks.

"Ha!" Yinfeng was very swollen now, looked up and down the old eighth who had made him feel like a stick in his throat, and said loudly, "Poor ghost."

"...Do you want to dance the hula dance?" Qingyang pushed Yinreng away blackly, "Brother Ba, you just had a hallucination, and it was just an ordinary ghost, just obsessed with ghosts. So what do you want to say? ?”

Really... really isn't it?Yinhu withdrew his eyes in disbelief: "Say..." Where did I just say, "Ah, yes. I was ordered by the emperor to send a letter to the master, and indeed found the anti-Qing and Ming-ming forces in Jiangsu and Zhejiang. The banner is active in Taicang in the south of the Yangtze River and Dalan Mountain in Zhejiang Province, and the leader is called Yi Nian Monk. According to what you said, there was no warning, and there was no... persecution."

Qingyang's eyes lit up in an instant, and he said excitedly: "Okay, okay. Don't act rashly. The most troublesome thing now is not the monk, but the person hiding behind him. The Holy One sent you to help? Then please ask Ba Ah Be careful not to let them know that you have been discovered."

Yinhu nodded, and looked back at Yinrong's back three times before leaving.

"Finally caught the thief's tail," Qingyang said excitedly, "Looking at the battle this time, it might be a fierce battle, bye! You go to gather the troops, and I will go to the monk of Baxiang Temple and inform the City God Temple .Qing Xun—you take care of Mr. Zhang.”

The light in Yinfeng's eyes went out with a puff, and he complained for a while, then rolled his eyes, and weakly held Aunt Su Ma who was floating over: "Auntie, please, I want to fight too."

Aunt Su Ma was stunned for a moment, raised her hand lovingly, and stroked Yinfeng's head: "——Aunt also wants to hit."

"..." Yinfeng choked for a moment, but still didn't want to give up, "Auntie..."

Lagu Su Ma: "Goodbye."