Shuangxi immediately trembled, and his heart almost stopped beating. Shuangxi didn't dare to say anything, so he could only glance at the criminal from the corner of his eye, but saw that he was completely black from head to toe, and his face was covered with black cloth, revealing only a pair of dark narrow eyes.
The masked man leaned close to Shuangxi¡¯s ear and said in a low voice:
"If you be honest, I won't kill you, do you understand?"
Shuangxi wanted to nod and say that he understood, but he noticed the bone-chilling coldness next to his neck. His neck was stiff, and he was too frightened to move. He stiffened his body and struggled to squeeze out two words: "Understood."
The masked criminal seemed satisfied with Shuangxi Consciousness¡¯s cooperation, and continued to suppress his tone and asked him quietly:
"Where does the emperor live? Take me there."
Shuangxi wanted to pee nervously, his calves were cramping, and his mind was blank.
At the critical moment, Shuangxi replied immediately with a trembling voice and clearly: "Master, I have never been there. I am just a low-level eunuch on duty in the tea room. I usually only make fires and boil water. If I am not of high grade, it is not allowed." Serving the Emperor.¡±
The masked gangster was not satisfied. He involuntarily pressed the dagger on Xibai's neck, trying to threaten him. Shuangxi felt the cold and stinging pain on her neck and thought she was about to die. She was so scared that she closed her eyes and exclaimed "Ah". The masked criminal became anxious, raised the dagger and used the handle to use it, and hit Shuangxi hard on the back of the head. Shuangxi immediately fell to the ground limply and motionlessly.
After about half a stick of incense, Shuangxi woke up. He slowly opened his eyes, but did not dare to move. He just bent his fingers. Although the back of his head hurt and his pants were wet, Shuangxi was still glad that he was alive and not paralyzed. After Shuangxi heard no movement around, he dared to crawl to the corner and hooked up a thin hemp rope with his hand.
The crisp copper bell sounded quickly
???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Three drum beats, and then the warning bell, which spread throughout the Forbidden City.
When Kangxi was awakened by his chamberlain, he was at a loss for a while, wondering where he was.
I only heard Manager Gu¡¯s voice whispering: ¡°Your Majesty, the bronze drum is ringing.¡±
Emperor Kangxi finally woke up and half sat up.
A small hand next to him held Kangxi's middle coat, and the eldest brother asked in a nervous voice: "Huang Ama, what's wrong?"
Kangxi pulled Yin?¡¯s hand down, stuffed him into the quilt, patted him and said:
"Be good and sleep for a while, Emperor Ama has something to do."
Emperor Kangxi got out of bed to change his clothes. Although he changed into regular clothes, they still had the pattern of colorful clouds and golden dragons. But the night was as cold as water, so Manager Gu helped the emperor put on a Liufeng Emperor purple cloak, and finally stopped looking at him.
Kangxi turned around and looked at the two younger brothers by the bedside. Only the eldest brother was awake, looking at the emperor with tired eyes. The crown prince in the inner room had his mouth slightly curled up and was sleeping soundly. Kangxi helped the two younger brothers gather the brocade quilts around their necks, gently stroked his eldest brother's forehead, and said softly: "Yin, go to sleep."
Kangxi walked outside, where Duolong, the chief guard of the imperial guards, was waiting.
Kangxi then asked: "Why is the bronze drum ringing?"
Duolong replied: "To report to the emperor, there is a thief breaking into the palace."
Kangxi¡¯s heart tightened, ¡°Do you know how many people there are?¡±
Duolong hurriedly replied: "Your Majesty, only one person sneaked in, and another person was stopped by the night patrol near Zhenshun Gate."
Kangxi felt relieved: "Where did the sneak thief escape to?"
Duolong carefully replied: "Your Majesty, the last place where the thief passed was in the imperial tea room of Qianqing Palace."
Kangxi was shocked when he heard this. He paused and asked, "Did the thief hurt anyone?"
Duolong replied: "One of the eunuchs on duty at Jinghe Gate was killed and one was injured, and one was injured in the imperial tea room of Qianqing Palace."
Kangxi's eyelids were twitching and his heart was very impetuous. The assassin actually touched my bedroom. How can I make people live in peace? Fortunately, I did it on the spur of the moment and didn't sleep in my own bed.
Kangxi walked around twice with his hands behind his back and told Duolong: "Go and arrange for people to escort you and catch the thieves. There is no need to wait."
Kangxi waited for Duolong to go out and sat in a chair. Manager Gu made hot tea for the emperor. Kangxi finally calmed down after taking two sips of hot tea, and said slowly: "The deceased will receive more compensation, and the injured will be treated in the hospital."
Manager Gu carefully observed the emperor's words and expressions, and saw that the emperor's face was gloomy and uncertain, so he cautiously tried to persuade him:
"Your Majesty, please rest assured that the methods you have given us are very effective."
Kangxi secretly sighed, it didn¡¯t matter if it was useful, it just resulted in a few casualties. I don't know martial arts, so it's very dangerous.
After half an hour of such commotion, Duolong came to report that one of the thieves had been caught, while the other, who was highly skilled in martial arts, escaped. Kangxi felt a little relieved. When he asked if there were any casualties among the guards, Duolong replied that there was oneInjuries and a few minor injuries. Kangxi heard that no one had died in the line of duty, so he made a decision and told Duolong to send someone to send the injured to the Imperial Hospital for treatment, and the others would be credited with merit and rewards.
Kangxi specifically asked Duolong, could the assassin know the origin of his master? Duolong replied that at first glance, his fists and kicks looked very similar to the Fujian Southern Shaolin School, so he must have slipped through the cracks. Yes or no, after being arraigned and sentenced overnight, there will be a discussion tomorrow.
Kangxi¡¯s face brightened, he knew Fujian Southern Shaolin. Because he heard Tang Kai mention it before, Kangxi specially checked the historical records. It was five years ago in the spring that Emperor Kangxi ordered three thousand Imperial Guard troops to surround the mountain and exterminate it, cut down the weeds and eradicate the roots, and burned down the Fujian South Shaolin Temple in a fire. As for the reason, it's very simple, it's gang involvement. (Of course, the black words here should be relative to the pros and cons)
The Zen Buddhism and peerless martial arts of the Songshan Shaolin Temple in Henan have always been famous throughout the world. At the end of the Sui Dynasty, due to the contribution of the "Thirteen-stick monks who bravely saved the Tang Dynasty", Shaolin Temple won the favor of the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty, and the official officially allowed the temple to maintain "monk soldiers", which was equivalent to establishing a local armed force in addition to the officers and soldiers. A "monk" who cultivates good karma means to end his desire for fame and wealth in the world of mortals. He does not participate in worldly affairs and is not allowed to kill. The meaning of "Bing" means a mass killing.
Later, in order to expand the influence and scale of the temple, the Songshan Shaolin Temple sent monks south to Fujian to build a Shaolin branch temple. Southern Shaolin is also a Zen martial arts practitioner, and he blended the Kung Fu of Northern Shaolin into the characteristics of Southern Boxing, creating the Southern Shaolin Boxing that is famous at home and abroad. Since then, the Northern and Southern Shaolins have been competing side by side in China's Buddhist and martial arts circles, and are known as "Southern Shaolin" and "Northern Shaolin" in the world.
People who simply practice Zen pay attention to the indifference of one flower and one bodhi, and the calmness of being kind and generous. But this is not the case when practicing martial arts. Every move has offensive and defensive restraint, trying to gain the upper hand. In this case, it will be difficult to remain calm. Most of those who are truly calm and open-minded have been reading scriptures for decades, and they are getting old. If you are younger and have not shaved your hair properly, it will not be so easy. The Southern Shaolin Temple was involuntarily involved in corporate merger disputes because of its Zen martial arts practitioners and the recruitment of many lay disciples with clear speculative and profit-making purposes.
Since Zheng¡¯s Shipping Company is registered on the coast of Fujian, it is rumored that many company employees have participated in further training at the Southern Shaolin Temple. Later, fitness clubs of all sizes in Guangdong Province, which were involved in organized crime, all openly displayed their Southern Shaolin signs.
At that time, unlike now, temples also paid attention to branding and would set up websites to fight against counterfeiting. There is no trademark protection law in Southern Shaolin. As long as a graduated student says he is from Southern Shaolin, it doesn¡¯t matter whether he has graduated with a bachelor¡¯s degree, a master¡¯s degree or a Ph.D., or is studying for three months, or recharging his skills in a nominal cram school. In short, people will gather in Southern Shaolin Temple. The suspicion of gang involvement is inevitable.
Therefore, Kangxi was angry and kept him secret. The main website address has been blocked, and those hyperlinks will naturally become invalid. However, it is inevitable that I missed the package download with plug-ins and patches. Today, two sparrows popped up
Kangxi felt depressed and walked out the door with his hands behind his back. It was quite cold at night. But I saw the moonlight shining like a prairie, the Milky Way swaying, and the light illuminating the earth. When Kangxi came to Nansansuo in the early hours of the night, there were still large dark clouds in the sky. Because the emperor was driving, he could only light a few palace lanterns to illuminate the night on the way, and others could only walk in the dark. Presumably, the assassin thought that it would be easier to break into the palace while it was dark. At this time, everything was clear. No wonder the assassin was caught after his whereabouts were exposed in the middle of the night. It was God's help.
Manager Gu followed suit every step of the way, staying two steps away from the emperor. Kangxi stood for a while and then asked:
"Who was injured in the imperial tea room?"
Manager Gu was a little sad, but his voice didn't show it, and he said flatly: "Double happiness."
Kangxi was surprised, how could it be him? He hurriedly asked: "Is the injury serious?"
Manager Gu actually smiled: "This little monkey is used to pretending to be dead. He has a bag on his head, so he's very lucky if he's jumping around."
Kangxi said happily: "It's good that the man is fine. Let him take a few more days off to recover."
Manager Gu deliberately made Kangxi happy and said: "I just taught the formula a few days ago. Shuangxi recited it many times, and I remembered it firmly. The assassin was indeed ordered by Shuangxi to lead the way. This little monkey didn't draft any lies, just pretended to be I was really the little eunuch who was taking care of the stove in the tea room, but I got through it and was lucky enough to save my life."
Kangxi also smiled: "What I fear most is that I will be controlled by thieves and lose my life in vain. If I can hide this, I will be safe."