Emperor Kangxi: Yuyu Chengxiang

Chapter 88 Worshiping the Xiaoling Mausoleum, Kangxi Weeps the Emperor’s Master Su Linggu, and the Officials Sue the Imperial Court (1)
When Kangxi heard that the sedan chair arrived at Xiaoling, he ordered the sedan chair to stop. The 36 eunuchs in brocade clothes yelled "Oh—" and the imperial sedan chair landed on the ground smoothly.Kangxi slowly walked down the felt steps, and he saw a new small hall built next to the Shinto, with several beds and beds, and the south wall was inlaid with large glass. Although the hall is not big, it is very spacious and bright.Kangxi walked in slowly and sat near the gate of the palace. At this moment, the smoke was blowing in his arms, and he felt very comfortable.Suddenly he heard a bell ringing in the distance, he smiled and said, "Is there a monastery here? Sitting under a secluded mountain, quietly listening to the homework in the meditation room, isn't it a joy?"

"There is Linggu Temple here," Wei Dongting replied, bowing down the steps, "Nanjing is a famous ancient temple." Mingzhu asked Wei Dongting in a low voice, "Is this the place where Brother Wu sat down?" Wei Dongting glanced at Mingzhu, and Wu Ciyou was there Linggu Temple sits in the palace. Last year, when he came to Beijing, he had reported to the Empress Dowager Ming. Mingzhu was also in front of her at that time. The Empress Dowager’s order was strict and she would never let the emperor and Aunt Su Ma reveal it. Mingzhu actually showed it in front of Kangxi at this moment. What's the meaning?
Wei Dongting was in a daze, but Kangxi heard it.Sitting up straight, he asked, "Who has been transformed?" Wei Dongting hurriedly said, "Mingzhu said that the Tallinn is the place where monks sit and transform, and didn't say anything else..." Kangxi sneered and said, "You also learn to deceive the emperor." Mingzhu, what did you just say?" Seeing that Kangxi recognized the truth, Wei Dongting knelt down and wept, "I dare not lie; it was Mr. Wu Ciyou who sat down in Linggu Temple in the twelfth lunar month of the previous year...to obey the Lafayette Yizhi, I am afraid that the master will be sad if he finds out, and he will strictly order the servants not to hear about it..."

Kangxi didn't say anything after hearing this, but his hands trembled a little. He held his teacup and looked into the distance absently, as if his eyes were about to penetrate those rolling and lush hills. What did your gatha say?" Wei Dongting pondered for a moment, then softly said:

When you break through the iron threshold, you can still see the flowers in the mirror.

Now go to the west and burn this stuffed bun!
Kangxi listened carefully, and seeing Gao Shiqi dazed beside him, he said, "Gao Shiqi, what do you think this gatha means?"

"Return to the emperor's words," Gao Shiqi, although funny and witty, has read more and more things in recent years, and he is quite restrained. Knowing that Kangxi respected Wu Ciyou all his life, he didn't dare to tease him. The threshold must be a steamed bun at the end. The iron threshold is the barrier of life and death; the steamed bun stuffing is the remains of Mr. Wu who became a Buddha; Mr. Wu saw the prosperity of the world and had no worries, so he let go with a smile. He is truly a man of high morals!"

"That's right... Mr. Wu is not ordinary, after all, he went. But I don't have a good teacher and friend..." Kangxi said, "...ask someone to find out who else is in Mr. Wu's family, what is the family situation, if the nephew There are those who can be worthy of the palace, and there are Si Zuo recommending to come in." After speaking, Jing got up and walked along the road to Xiaoling.Wei Dongting hastily shouted loudly: "The Holy Majesty is driving, and the drums are waiting for you!" Turning around, he complained to Mingzhu, "Mingxiang, how did you do it, you talk about it so well!" Mingzhu laughed and didn't answer.But Gao Shiqi said: "Since it is a mausoleum, there must be some tears, and the appearance is thoughtful!" Suo'etu thought to himself, if it is about trying to figure out the emperor's heart, serving and running errands, this pearl is indeed unique.

Kangxi walked northward along the cobblestone Shinto, the higher and higher he walked, and the tomb city of Xiaoling was close in sight.The gloomy worship tower stands like an archery tower at the foot of the mountain. The old city wall surrounded by battlements has experienced hundreds of years of wind and rain, and it is gloomy and mottled. , hundreds of worshipers chanted in low voices:
Welcome God Yongping.Take advantage of the time, extremely prosperous.Create economics, show mediocrity.In ancient and modern times, there is a bow; when there is a big treasure, there is a slight bow;The Emperor Yiqun comes first, and the first one comes first;

The deep and mournful singing made Kangxi, who was already in a bad mood, feel more desolate.At this time, Yu Chenglong and Jin Fu led the officials of various departments in Nanjing and hundreds of gentry to kneel and wait on the side of the worship hall. Seeing Kangxi's face full of regret and Rong Rong, his heart sank: "The emperor of the Qing Dynasty, His Majesty the Emperor Kangxi, has arrived. I would like to pay homage to Emperor Hongwu of the Ming Dynasty!" Seeing Kangxi coming in, the ceremonial officer saluted loudly at the top of his voice.

"The emperor, Aixinjue Luo Xuanye, just in an unassuming manner, chatted about the cloth, and kowtowed to the ancestor of the Ming Dynasty!" Kangxi seemed to have calmed down a little, and took a step forward, taking three sticks of Tibetan incense from the eunuch in charge of ceremonies, As soon as the red candle was burning, I respectfully made offerings to the memorial tablet with Zhu Yuanzhang’s temple name on it, took two steps back, carefully lowered the horseshoe sleeves, knelt on the soft pier of the bright yellow fur, tapped my head three times, and twice in succession—— It was a huge gift of kneeling three times and knocking nine times!

All those invited from Nanjing to pay their respects to the ceremony were old men in their 70s and [-]s, who had previously served as officials in the capital of the Ming Dynasty.He was quite worried about the Manchurians entering the customs to "revenge the Ming Dynasty" but dove into the magpie's nest.Today, the current emperor came thousands of miles away to serve the ancestral temple of the Ming Dynasty respectfully, and the hero of the prosperous age actually performed a courtier's gift to the founding emperor of the previous dynasty.Think of the impermanence of destiny and the vicissitudes of life.Therefore, enjoying this steaming taste under the spring can also be comforting, and all the tears flow down.

After reading the sacrificial text in a trembling voice, Kangxi poured a bottle of sake to the coffin.Looking up at the lonely peak and peeling tomb city where Zhu Yuanzhang was buried, a sense of loneliness and desolation suddenly hit my heart again.Many things that I couldn't understand before suddenly opened up.Emperor Taizu of the Ming Dynasty started in Caolai as a monk from Huangjue Temple, and within a few years all the ministers of Conglong were slaughtered to death by him.Kangxi couldn't figure it out all the time, he had no reason why he was so vicious and cruel.Touching the scene at this time, I realized that the emperor had no friends in the world, and calling him "solitary" and "widowed" were not empty words.He intended to keep Wu Ciyou not to be an official, and specially allowed Wu Ciyou to call himself "Longer".From now on, there is nothing in the world between heaven and earth, so how can it not make people feel sad?Thinking of the sadness, how could Kangxi bear it?There was a burst of sourness in my heart, and tears rolled down like beads.How do all the elders know his mood.I also felt miserable and unbearable in my heart, and there was a sound of sighing in the hall.

After coming out of the Great Worship Hall, it was already after noon.The sun dazzled the eyes.Kangxi shed a burst of tears happily, and his mood became more stable. While walking down the steps slowly, he looked back at Suo'etu and said, "It's a pity! In the end, I can't escape that day! I don't know who in the future I am also willing to shed tears in front of my spirit, and I will be satisfied!"

"Your majesty is at the peak of his spring and autumn, and his longevity is boundless. Why did you make such ominous words?" Gao Shiqi said seriously. "I think the emperor made a slip of the tongue!" Kangxi nodded, forced a smile: "You are right. But what I said is also true. My mausoleum is in Zunhua. You can go and see it later. You have to think about it carefully, come back and play it, it will be a good start."

Wei Dongting heard Kangxi say that the more unlucky he was, knowing that it was caused by Wu Ciyou's death, he hurried forward to change the topic, and said: "Today's sacrifice to the mausoleum has been done in a comprehensive manner, and it has settled the emperor's concern for many years. , so many elders are crying like tears, and they admire the master's magnanimity in their hearts! It's just that it's getting late, and the weather seems to be changing, so it's time for the master to drive back to the city." Kangxi looked up , Seeing that the thick clouds gradually rose in the western half of the day, and suddenly came from the east, the shadow of the clouds covered half of the mountain in darkness, and the wattle trees all over the mountain were undulating and swaying restlessly in the gust of wind.After a moment of silence, he said: "I am stationed at Linggu Temple tonight, only Gao Shiqi and Wei Dongting are left behind as guards, and the car is still driving back to the city. My heart is a little confused, and I want to be quiet and quiet here." After saying that, he ordered to change clothes.

Linggu Temple was originally one of the four ancient temples in Jinling. It is located in the Bell Valley outside the city, and its daily incense is no less than Piluyuan.However, because Kangxi sacrificed to Xiaoling, all the tourists in the temple were driven into the city the day before yesterday.At this time, it was almost dusk, and it was overcast again, so it was very deserted.Kangxi changed into plain clothes and sat in a sedan chair. He saw the gray Buddhist pagoda of Linggu Temple towering high among the clouds. The monks in the temple were doing evening classes, and the faint sound of cymbals and drums sounded very desolate.

However, Wei Dongting knew the abbot of the temple, he only said that he came to the temple to have a rest, and he donated 50 taels of ingots of ingots as soon as he made a move.The old monk Kongxiang is a good monk.He neither greeted nor disturbed, but only ordered the abbot of the pagoda to place Wei Dongting and his party in a meditation hall next to the pagoda stele at the back of the temple.

After the evening fast, the sky was already dark, the empty mountains were silent, and the clouds were deserted. Except for the whistling wind and the monotonous knocking of wooden fish, everything was completely silent.When Kangxi saw that there were so many Buddhist classics in the bookcase, such as "Diamond Sutra", "Lotus Sutra", "Huayan Sutra", "Neidian Shuyao", "Lingqi Jing", "Five Lanterns Huiyuan", so he went from I took out a copy of "Chuan Deng Lu" from the shelf and flipped through it casually, thinking blankly.Everyone knew that he was restless, so how dare they bother him?Kangxi read the book for a while, when he heard the sound of rain rustling outside, he walked out of the meditation hall and stood at the foot of the steps with his book together, but he saw a blur of stalagmite-like stupas in the rain, all of which belonged to the eminent monks of Linggu Temple in the past. Tomb, but I don't know if there is Wu Ciyou's.Thinking of the first teacher-student meeting in He Guizhu Hotel more than 20 years ago, Wu Ciyou talked about fame and career, Baiyun Guan wrote poems, and the past of living in Shangu, drinking tea and reading books was like yesterday, and I couldn't help crying.

(End of this chapter)