[Qing Chuan] Qing Chuan Wu Shi

The concubine Liang left without a sound, and the eighth elder brother fell seriously ill.

In December, Emperor Kangxi held a libation to commemorate the death of his concubine Liang.

Kangxi 60 years, winter.

In winter, it gets dark early, and the Prince Yong’s mansion is lit up early, and Wuning’s courtyard is also much brighter. In the middle of the hall hangs a nanmu hexagonal lamp that was just rewarded by the fourth elder brother, and each corner has a wood carving. Composed of magnolia flowers, the flowers are gold, and there is a metal hook at the bottom of each flower. Qingming made a sachet and hung it on the hook. When the lamp is lit, the warmth is scented, and the smell in the sachet will be graceful. scattered out.

As soon as the fourth elder brother walked into the yard, he saw the bright lights all over the yard, and he couldn't help but paused slightly. There was a warm current in his heart, and the expression on his face was also relaxed. Disappeared.Wu Ning greeted her with a smile, and the fourth elder brother wrapped her in his cloak. The two entered the back room, and they were greeted by the smell of food. Wu Ning helped the fourth elder brother remove the hood and cloak. His face was blue and white from the cold, and he couldn't help rubbing it with his palm.

The fourth elder brother took advantage of the opportunity to hold her hand, and in this posture, put his face in her palm, and said: "It's cold outside, don't freeze your hand." Wu Ning withdrew his hand and said with a smile: "Not really I feel so cold, but my beard is a bit prickly." The fourth elder brother said: "Is that so?" He raised his hand and touched his chin. Sure enough, the stubble of the beard was very prickly, and he couldn't help laughing: "I'm so busy to shave I forgot."

The two sat down at the dining table and waited for Qingming cloth meal. Wu Ning saw that the fourth elder brother had dark circles under his eyes, and couldn't help asking: "Did you have a lot of troubles during this time?", The fourth elder brother paused with his chopsticks, chewed a few mouthfuls of the food in his mouth, and said: "Master can hold on, it's okay." Wu Ning poured a bowl of soup for him, and said: "I don't know anything about the court affairs, but Master, don’t put too much pressure on yourself, your health should come first in everything.” The fourth brother nodded and said, “What I’m saying is the truth, okay, I’ve made a note of it.”.

After the two of them ate, the fourth elder brother went to take a bath as usual, the steam got on his braids, Wu Ning let him lie on his lap, took a towel in his hand to help him dry it up a little bit, the fourth elder brother turned his back to the sky, unconsciously After falling asleep, Wu Ning saw the deep lines of Chuanzi in the middle of his forehead, as if he was thinking about something in a dream, he couldn't help but sighed softly, stretched out his palms, and caressed on the lines.

The fourth elder brother seemed to be aware of it, opened his eyes and saw Wu Ning, smiled and took her hand, put it on his lips and kissed it lightly, and said: "Go to sleep." , the water on your hair hasn’t dried yet, please sleep, I’ll help you untangle your hair.” The fourth elder brother agreed, seeing the glare of the light, he raised his hand to block it, and Wu Ning called He Tian to come in and blow out the light, He Tian saw the scene on the kang, his heart jumped, and he went out blushing.

In the darkness, Wu Ning held the towel, wrapped the hair of the fourth elder brother in it, wiped it slowly, took a comb, and helped the fourth elder brother comb it carefully, silently counting in his heart: it has been 60 years since Kangxi...

Wu Ning raised his head and looked out of the window, the north wind was blowing more and more urgently, the dead branches were blown by the wind, hitting one by one on the eaves, making a crackling sound.

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In the winter of the 61st year of Kangxi, Emperor Kangxi "occasionally felt the wind and cold" after hunting in Rehe and Nanyuan, and lived in Changchun Garden to rest.In the early morning of November [-], his condition worsened.

Changchunyuan Qingxi Bookstore, Kangxi passed away at the age of 69.

"The emperor is dead!".

It was Su Peisheng's Xiao Xizi who reported the funeral. He rushed into Wu Ning's yard and knelt down, crying bitterly on the ground.The eunuchs, nurses and maidservants in the yard were stunned for a moment, then they all covered their faces and started whining. Wu Ning raised his hand to cover his mouth, then put it down, and asked knowingly: "Our lord...our lord...".

Xiao Xizi raised her head, her face was full of tears and runny nose, but her voice was high and bright: "Master Wu, our prince...has succeeded to the throne!".

The people in the yard stopped crying in an instant.

In the main courtyard, Fujin was put on the white mourning gown just sent by his mother. Although his face was still full of tears and grief, the corners of his brows and eyes could not hide his joy.

I went to the full head of hair accessories, took off the earrings, rings, and armor, only inserted an ebony hairpin, and wore a small white velvet flower behind the ear, and dared not refuse to wipe the makeup on her face—— After all, he was old, his complexion was not good, and he didn't have a layer of makeup to protect him, so he couldn't help feeling guilty in front of the fourth elder brother.

She patted on a thin layer of face powder, but did not use rouge.

A white curtain was set up outside, and white paper lanterns were raised high under the eaves. Coupled with the howling wind and snow between the sky and the earth, the whole world was covered in silver.Mrs. Song, Mrs. Li, and Wu Ning had already arrived, everyone's eye circles were bright red, and there were low sobs in the room one after another. Seeing Fujin coming out, Mrs. Song stepped forward to support him and said, "My condolences to Fujin! Take care of yourself." .

Fujin covered his face with a kerchief, and the corners of his eyes were stamped.

The Forbidden City does not see the usual red walls, green tiles, and splendor. Looking around, there is only a piece of sad white. The long palace walls are deep and quiet, as if they are a way to communicate between the world and the ghost.

After Kangxi was buried, the princes and Baylors had to go home and fast.The ministers of all ministries and colleges all stayed in their yamen and fasted.The bells of various temples and Guanyin ring [-] times.

On the day when the spirit was released, 72 people carried Kangxi's coffin out of Donghua Gate. The 64 flag guides walked in the front with flags and umbrellas held high, followed by the Lubo guard of honor holding weapons and flags, and then the coffin bearers, and behind the coffin were fully armed Eight Banners soldiers.Then came the ranks of civil and military officials, the emperor's relatives and relatives, and the cars and sedan chairs passed by continuously. The sky and the earth became dark, and the whole capital city was shrouded in a gloomy wind and snow.

After this most hectic period of time, the carriages and horses sent by the palace to pick up Fujin and the others stopped in front of Prince Yong's Mansion, and guards with knives guarded the carriages. Enough to occupy the whole street.

Fujin was helped into the carriage, and Wu Ning also got into the carriage. She raised the curtain and looked at Prince Yong's Mansion with some regret, knowing in her heart that from now on, she would leave the place where she had stayed for more than 20 years forever.

Over 20 years, that's almost half of a person's life.

The carriage started rolling, Wu Ning took a last look at the outline of Prince Yong's Mansion, and lowered the curtain...

The chariots and horses drove away.

In the first year of Yongzheng, Wushu Fujin was conferred the title of Concubine Ning and lived in the Hall of Chunxi.

The Hall of Chunxi has been replaced by a new owner, and all the furniture, windows, doors, and flowers and trees in the garden have to be replaced. When Wu Ning moved in, the flowers and trees in the courtyard were in full bloom. Looking around, there were colorful blooms everywhere...

Three years later.

On this day, Wu Ning was being served for a meal, Su Peisheng hurried over, saying that it was Long Live to reward Concubine Ning with some vegetarian snacks, he stood in the middle of the room and finished singing, and the maidservants behind brought up the dishes, Wu Ning was about to kneel down to accept the order, Su Peisheng quickly smiled and said: "Long live, there is an order, the empress does not need to kneel to accept the order, the servant will leave."

After Su Peisheng left, Qingming put the dishes on the table. The dishes were extremely delicate and steaming, but she had used them a lot just now, so there was nothing left to eat.

Qingming smiled: "It's also Long Live's love for the empress."

Wu Ning smiled, she understood the meaning of Qingming: Although the dim sum on the table was marked with the sign of the imperial dining room, one could tell at a glance that it was made by the master chef who was in charge of making dim sum for her in Prince Yong's mansion in the past, Wu Ning washed it clean He picked up a piece with his hand and put it in his mouth to taste it, and it really still tasted the same.

"Long live come back today, let's save some less sweet snacks for supper." Wu Ning put down his chopsticks.

At night, Yinzhen really came.

Wu Ning knelt down to pay her respects and said: "Greetings to the emperor, the emperor is blessed and golden." Yin Zhen responded, and helped her up with one hand, Wu Ning only felt that Yin Zhen's hands were wet and sweaty, He couldn't help saying: "Your Majesty, did you leave in a hurry just now?".

Yinzhen shook his head.

Sweating profusely, lack of energy?

Before he had time to think about it, Wu Ning hurriedly waited for him to change his clothes and take a bath. After a quick bite of food, Yin Zhen said to Su Peisheng, "Bring it." Then he went to Wu Ning's study.

Only then did Wu Ning see that Su Peisheng brought a pack of papers over!

"I haven't seen you for a few days, but I have accumulated a lot of trouble." Yinzhen explained: "There are children in the other courtyards. I am afraid that you will be lonely. If you are worried, come and have a look." .

Wu Ning hugged his arm, blinked his eyes lightly, lowered his head, feeling tears welling up.Yinzhen noticed it, and patted her on the back lightly like coaxing a child: "My lord is just talking casually, be good.".

Yinzhen was obviously out of shape due to exhaustion during this time, and the plain clothes were also baggy, only the shoulder frame could hold up.

The memorials were piled up on a table, the ones on the left had been read, and the ones on the right had not been read. The pens, inks, papers and inkstones were placed in front, and Yinzhen buried his head in these two stacks of folds.Some of the manuscripts were in Manchu, and Wu Ning seemed more like a heavenly book. Seeing that the western clock had reached twelve o'clock, Yinzhen turned his head and was surprised to see her sitting quietly by the side, and said, "Why are you still here?" Didn't you go to sleep?" Wu Ning responded, got up and walked to the door, and couldn't help but look back at Yinzhen, saw him smiling at himself, and said: "Be good, I'll be here soon."

It was three o'clock at night in the blink of an eye.

Wu Ning was sleeping in a daze when she suddenly felt that someone beside her had torn off the quilt and lay down lightly. She didn't need to open her eyes, she knew who it was just by smelling the familiar smell. Pulling her into his arms, he let out a heavy sigh.