[Qing Chuan] Qing Chuan Wu Shi

Yongzheng 12th year, May.

Old Summer Palace, Wuling□□.

The shadows of the flowers overlap, and the rich fragrance drifts around in the morning breeze. A small boat slowly sails in the depths of Taohuaxi.The punter is an eunuch dressed as a boatman, wearing a green hat and a green coir raincoat.The petals fluttered down on the bow of the ship, and also fell into the cabin.

Wu Ning leaned on Yinzhen's shoulder, looked up at the beautiful scenery that was as bright as clouds, and saw that the boat launched into the water was very clear, and the green water plants in the water swayed gently with the boat, just like dancing.Dozens of small fish in the middle, with their heads and tails flaring, shuttled quickly and lively among the aquatic plants, swimming around, very cute, and the silver fish's back was clearly visible in the sunny light, like scales.

Seeing that she liked it, Yinzhen buckled his finger on the board of the boat, and the attendant who was following far behind from the boat immediately set up a small fishing net, caught a few small fish, tied them in the water bag and handed them to Su Peisheng, who waited for him. When the two boats are close, present the water bag to the emperor.

Yinzhen picked it up, put it in Wu Ning's arms and said: "The sun is hot at noon, and the heat will rise in a while. I will ask someone to find a crystal jar for you to raise after I return to the Quanbi Hall. Think about it." Thinking about it, he said with a smile: "Don't let the little bell see it, or it will like to play with its claws to pick fish. ", remembering that in the past, Little Bell tossed all the lotus tanks and goldfish tanks in Quanbitang.

It is obviously a dog, but it shows an unusual interest in fish, which makes people laugh and cry.

In the end, Qingming had someone put the tank mask on with green gauze, so it had no choice but to give up resentfully.

Thinking of Little Bell, Wu Ning also smiled, and said softly: "It won't happen now, Little Bell is getting old too, and doesn't like to move much anymore."

Not long after, the Taohuaxi had come to an end, and after crossing the Liu'an Bridge, it entered the peaceful waters of Wanfang. The eunuch who punted the boat turned around to ask Yinzhen for instructions, and Yinzhen said: "Go back.", Wu Ning pressed his hand and said: "Your Majesty, let the concubine look at it more." When Yinzhen heard her unlucky words, he felt sad, but he just didn't notice on his face, and coaxed: "It will be hot in a while, Besides, it’s not like we haven’t seen the peaceful scenery in Wanfang.” Wu Ning raised his eyes and saw the rippling water in front of him, the scattered palaces on the other side of the lake, and the glazed tiles shining in the sunlight. , there are many attendants in small boats, and it is the first time that he is so light-hearted and carefree today.

Seeing that she was silent, Yinzhen sighed helplessly: "Okay! Only half an hour is allowed." As he spoke, he motioned to the eunuch who punted the boat, and the boat passed under the bridge hole, only along the shady side of the lake. Walking, passing by the place where lotus roots are planted, the fragrance is wafting from the edge of the lotus leaves, Yinzhen looked up and saw the sun gradually rising, the sun shone on the back of the neck, and there was a burning sensation on the back of the neck, a little worried about Wu Ning, so he stretched out his hand Hold her hand.

As soon as he grasped it, he was shocked in his heart—Wu Ning's hands were extremely cold, as cold as in the great winter. Yin Zhen lowered his head and saw that she closed her eyes in his arms, his heart jumped suddenly, and suddenly Grabbing Wu Ning's shoulder, he shook and said, "Ning'er!", with a vibrato already in his voice.

Wu Ning was shaken so dazedly that he opened his eyes, and said inexplicably, "What?".

Seeing that she just fell asleep, Xu Zhen breathed a sigh of relief, lowered his head and hugged her tightly and said, "It's nothing, let's go back!" Without waiting for Wu Ning to speak, he directly ordered the boat to return to Wuling.Wu Ning saw that his brows were tightly furrowed all the way, but in the past few months, his cheeks had become as thin as a knife carving, so he stretched out his hands with difficulty to smooth his brows.

She had been lingering on the sick bed for a long time, her hands had no strength, and she was about to drop her arms soon, Yinzhen took her hand, brought it to her mouth, and kissed her fingertips lightly with a bitter expression, the two were relatively silent.

Immediately after entering Quanbitang, Yinzhen hugged Wu Ning all the way into the sleeping hall, and then announced the imperial physician, after some acupuncture, the imperial physician went down with a worried expression on his face.After a short stay, a bowl of thick black concoction was brought up as usual, Wu Ning lowered his head and took a few sips, then raised his head in surprise and said, "Why is this medicine not as bad as usual, but has a faint sweet taste? ".

Yinzhen said: "I asked them to soak the bowl in the eight-treasure sugar water." Then he brought the bowl to Wu Ning's mouth, coaxing: "This bowl of medicine must be drunk, and it is not allowed to be like a bowl of medicine again." The same as before, there is always the bottom of the bowl when you drink anything."

Wu Ning lowered his eyes, smiled weakly, still pretending to be mischievous, teasing Yinzhen and said: "If I drink it all, what reward will the emperor give?".

Yinzhen thought for a while, then raised his eyebrows and said: "When you were in the palace, didn't you yell at me to wear a foreigner's attire, wear a wig, and pretend to be a hunter to hunt tigers? I have already asked Castiglione to draw it. After drinking, I will let Su Peisheng get it immediately."

Wu Ning heard this, blinked cooperatively, and said: "Then I have to finish drinking anyway." He raised his hand to take the medicine bowl, but his hand trembled slightly, splashing a little medicine juice out, splashing On the Ruyi crabapple silk quilt, Yinzhen hurriedly grabbed the medicine bowl, seeing her drink the bowl of hot medicine, her cheeks were slightly blush, but she didn't look sick and pale, and when she touched her hand, the palm of her hand was also the same. It was warm, and he couldn't help being happy in his heart, put down the medicine bowl, and hurriedly said: "I'll let someone get it." As he was about to get up, Wu Ning grabbed his sleeve and said: "Your Majesty...".

Yinzhen turned his head and saw her still on the verge of speaking, bent over and said softly: "What?" Wu Ning stared at him, and said quietly for a while: "This year's portrait of Qixi Festival will have to wait until July. Thinking of drawing 1" now.

Yinzhen felt great grief in his heart, for a moment he felt his eyes were hot and his nose was sore, but he couldn't hold back the tears.

He tilted his head slightly, hid half of his face in the shadow, adjusted his breathing secretly, took a deep breath, and said in a calm and relaxed tone as much as possible: "Take good care of your body, it's only a few days away from the Qiqiao Festival. On the day of February, I will accompany you to the Ruyi Pavilion and let Castiglione paint well."

Wu Ning slowly shook his head, sighed softly: "Your Majesty...I want...to draw now." But there was indescribable persistence in his voice.

Yinzhen stood silently on the spot for a long time, Fang's voice was stiff and authentic: "Your current body is not suitable for moving around, how can Lang Shining enter this concubine's bedroom?".

Wu Ning turned his head and said softly: "Could the emperor draw a sketch for me personally, and then... let Mr. Lang follow the sketch...to draw it.".

Yinzhen turned his head, looked at Wu Ning tenderly in the shadow of the hall, suddenly bent down and kissed the top of her hair lightly, and said in a nasal voice, "Okay. I will draw it myself."

On this side, Su Peisheng hastily brought people to prepare painting tools. On the other side, Wu Ning has already dressed up. In previous years, the portraits were all dressed in Ming-style Hanfu, and this year is the same. In order to look more energetic, Wu Ning deliberately chose The color is deep and bright, but in spring and summer, the weather is warm and the clothes are mostly light and elegant. Qingming found an autumn and winter sapphire blue fur coat, held it in his hand and hesitated, and said: " I'm afraid it's too hot."

Wu Ning was supported by He Tian and sat there, seeing that the color was thick and just what he wanted, he said: "It's okay, anyway, it's just a disguise, the emperor has painted it, I will replace it." Qingming saw the master said so, so he waited She changed into it, helped to comb her temple hair, inserted all the pearl hairpins, and helped Wu Ning out of the dressing room with He Tian.

Yinzhen was waiting outside, seeing Wu Ning's attire, his eyes lit up, and said: "It's rare to see you wearing such a heavy color." When he approached, he saw that it was fur clothing, and said in surprise: "Why? You want to pretend to be winter Is it there?" When she said it, she saw that her waist was empty, so she took off the jade pendant from her body and tied it to Wu Ning's belt.He helped her waist and sat down on the low couch in the outer hall. On the wall behind was hanging the scroll that he had given to Wu Ning by his imperial pen in previous years. On it were the lines in "Yue Xin Ji"; When you get the drum at the third watch, you turn around and don't feel it at the fifth watch; if you think about it carefully from the beginning, it is "Nanke Yimengzhong", and the final signature is "Pochen Layman".

Seeing his gaze fixed on the wall, Wu Ning looked along, and said: "The emperor will also draw this painting together." Seeing himself wearing fur clothes again, Wu Ning said with a smile: "Since it is pretending to be winter, He Tian, ​​bring me my stove." Then he pondered for a moment, and said to Yinzhen, "Can I pretend to look in the mirror?".

Yinzhen smiled and said: "Okay, whatever you say is fine." But he couldn't help but go to the side, and imprinted the corners of his eyes with his sleeves, Wu Ning turned his head and pretended not to see it, not long after, He Tian brought the stove, Putting it on the side of the small couch, Wu Ning lightly placed her hands on it in a warming pose, Qingming brought another bronze mirror imitating Tang Siluan, she was afraid that Wu Ning's hands would be weak, so she specially chose the one with the smallest face.

Wu Ning pinched the bronze mirror, picked it up and put it in a pose, looked back and smiled and said to Yinzhen: "Draw it." Yinzhen drew the pen and laid the paper, with one hand behind his back, and the other hand holding the pen tube, in the room for a while It was silent, only the slight friction sound of the pen brush being dragged on the drawing paper.

Wu Ning glanced at the bronze mirror, and couldn't help turning his head away. Seeing her sad face, Yin Zhen knew how much women cherish their appearance. Now that she sees her sick face up close, how can she feel better?He put the paintbrush on the lotus leaf pencil holder, walked over to gently support Wu Ning's shoulder and said: "I have been in love with Ning'er for decades, and the beauty and ugliness of the surface have long been gone. Ning'er doesn't need to mind."

Wu Ning lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, with a submissive face, he shook Yinzhen's hand lightly, lightly shook it, let it go again, and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, let's draw." After speaking, he felt his body sinking, extremely sleepy, It was as if hundreds of lead weights had been stuffed into his chest, making him unable to breathe.She didn't want Yinzhen to worry, so she slowly moved her body back and leaned against the soft cushion.

Yinzhen turned back to the table, bowed his head and was about to continue, when suddenly there was a thunderclap in the air, and the gusts of wind outside the hall blew in, making the scrolls on the table rattle, Yinzhen hurriedly lowered his head and took the paperweight away Suppressing it, in the chaos of heaven and earth, he heard another sound beside his ears. He thought it was thunder from the sky, and then he realized it.

He raised his head stiffly, looking at the low couch in front of him.

The bronze mirror in Wu Ning's hand fell to the ground at some point, and was broken into seven or eight pieces, one of which rolled directly to Yinzhen's feet, reflecting his pale and empty face.Wu Ning leaned over on the low couch, a strand of black hair fell on her nose.

The torrential rain poured down suddenly.

God, heavy.

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On May 12, the 24th year of Yongzheng, Ning concubine Wu's family died, and she was posthumously named Concubine Ning, who was buried in the concubine garden of Tailing in Xiling of Qing Dynasty.

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Taipei, Forbidden City.

"The "Yongzheng-Qing Shizong Cultural Relics Exhibition" jointly organized by the National Palace Museums on both sides of the Taiwan Strait was launched at the National Palace Museum in Taipei at 246:[-] am yesterday. The [-] cultural relics on display include archives, historical books, maps, portraits, paintings, calligraphy, porcelain, colored glaze , agate, etc., fully displaying the controversial emperor's martial arts and artistic taste, intended to "tell you a 'true Yongzheng'...".

In the hospital ward, on the TV screen, the host was smiling and talking.

The little nurse on the new shift lowered her head and inserted a needle into the patient on the bed—this patient is fatal!I heard that when she was playing in the Forbidden City, she fell all the way from the top of the steps, and fell asleep for a long time in the intensive care before she recovered her life.

But now the situation is getting better day by day.

No, you can still sit up and watch TV!

Thinking about it, the little nurse couldn't help but glanced at the patient, and saw her staring at the TV screen with a pale face.

Her expression is so persistent.

The little nurse couldn't help but also turned her head away.

On the screen, the camera flashed one by one the showcases covered with bright yellow brocade under the light.Behind him was a group of experts in the dark.

"This is the memorial written by Emperor Yongzheng himself. There are at least a few crosses and as many as a thousand words. It can be seen from this that Yongzheng was a very diligent emperor. He was diligent in governing, resolute and decisive, and clearly rewarded and punished. He often lit the lamp at night. Commenting on the memorial..." The host's voice was clear.

"In addition to the "Life of Emperor Yongzheng", the other part of the exhibition, "Culture and Art", displays Yongzheng's calligraphy and paintings, and we can see the historical traces of the west wind spreading to the east. Among them, the most interesting ones are 13 " "Xinzhen's Pleasure Picture", in which the emperor who is known for his strictness played a "dress-up show", wearing lama costumes, Taoist costumes, fisherman costumes, and even wearing wigs to pretend to be European nobles to hunt tigers, revealing Yongzheng yearned for a rich and colorful life in his heart."

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"This is a set of pictures of beauties in the old collection of the Qing Palace specially sent by the Palace Museum in Beijing. There are twelve pictures in total, so it is also named "Twelve Beauties of Yongzheng". On the silk bottom. In the form of a single painting and a single person, it depicts the Qingyu scene of court women in Hanfu.".

The camera slowly moves past silk paintings with elegant colors. The women in the paintings have clear eyebrows, and there seems to be infinite affection in their eyes, smiling lightly at people outside the paintings.

The little nurse felt that the person in the painting looked familiar.

While walking with the camera, the host introduced the title of the painting: "Standing and holding Ruyi, holding a watch and looking at the chrysanthemum, leaning on the couch to watch the bird, sewing under the candle, leaning on the door to watch the bamboo, tasting tea in the shade of the tung tree, watching the butterfly in the summer... The camera fell On the last piece of "Fur Clothes and Mirror".

Silk painting is elegant in color and fine in brushwork.

In the painting, the ladies are dressed in fur and jade pendants around their waists, with one hand resting on the stove to keep out the cold, and the other holding a bronze mirror, with a focused expression.In the background of the painting is a hanging scroll of cursive seven-character poems written by Emperor Yongzheng himself: "I heard the drum at three o'clock in the middle of the night, and I didn't feel the five o'clock when I turned around; if you think about it carefully from the beginning, it is Nanke Yimeng.".

(End of the article)

postscript:

1. About the "Twelve Beauties of Yongzheng" collected by the Qing Palace:

Who is the woman in the painting?Who did the painting?The exact date of painting?There are different opinions on these issues, and Qing historians are still inconclusive.I set it in the novel: the twelve pictures of beauties are actually the same person.

Novel stories, let's talk nonsense, and all the judges will listen to it.

2. About Concubine Ning Wu:

Concubine Ning's records in history, there are only a few over and over again, the information is very little, and it is very mysterious.What can be known is that she was born in a very ordinary family, but in the Yongzheng Empress Palace, her status is second only to the first empress, the first imperial concubine, and the second concubine, and she is tied for fifth place.

But everyone else has procreation.

Combined with Yongzheng's personality, I think Concubine Ning has weight in his heart.

Thanks again to the readers who accompanied me along the way.

吴图

April 2014