[Red Mansion+Qing Chuan] The heroine comes from the last days

If I don't get sick, I will go, and if I go, I will get hurt.

Jiang Ling was lying on the bed with a pale face, with large blood stains on his waist and abdomen.She fell very hard, not only broke her leg, but also the horse's hoof stepped over, directly crushing her internal organs severely.However, due to her good physical condition and strong immunity, the so-called broken leg was nothing more than a small dislocation;

Although the imperial physician who took her pulse looked trembling, and the little master was about to die, but Jiang Ling knew in her heart that these injuries would take 30 days if they were mild, and three months if they were severe, and they would definitely heal.As for the so-called dying, it is just "it seems so".

But because he had to "die of illness"...cough, he was running away, so Jiang Ling still had to pretend to be dying, implying that he would be returning home in a few days, and asked the imperial physicians to carefully use the medicine , Don't waste those thousand-year-old ginseng and astragalus, anyway, it's useless to use it yourself.If it was all on her, she would feel sorry for those medicinal materials.

After the Empress Dowager returned to the palace, she sent several boxes of medicinal materials, which were said to be part of the dowry of the Empress Dowager back then.

Such a move made Jiang Ling feel guilty for a long time.

But no matter what, Jiang Ling's condition list was sent to Kangxi's desk.

Kangxi rubbed the list, his complexion was so pale that he couldn't see his emotions clearly, but the fingers holding the list turned pale.There are more than a dozen memorials scattered on his desk, some from Aihui, some from Nerchinsk, some from the Russian translation he just found, and some from the tribe of Galdan far away in Moxi. In addition, those large salt merchants in the south of the Yangtze River who have been restless and operate private salt as official salt are all piled up together, and there is a faint trend of storms.

Kangxi squeezed the list hard, then put it upside down under the memorial, and said lightly: "Go on."

The few sages in front of them bowed slightly, and began to explain the imperial examinations for officials in the Jiangnan area again; behind the scorpions, there were two university scholars who were preparing to report to him about the occupation of residential houses by the fugitives from Tsarist Russia in Aihui.This year is bound to be an eventful one.

After those concubines and university scholars had finished their reports, Kangxi met the Russian translator who had just arrived in the capital, asked him some questions, and asked Mr. Liang to take him down for resettlement.When the memorials on the case were processed and sealed and sent back to the Ministry of Officials, Kangxi picked up the sickness list again and thumped the case hard.

There is no one else in Dongnuan Pavilion, only Genglou is dripping water.

Unity time has passed.

Kangxi waved his hand and asked someone to remove the food table that was served.He has no appetite, even the usual meals are very tasteless.He went outside, only to find that there was a light rain in the sky, and it seemed to be a bit of spring.A little eunuch hastily held up the umbrella for him, tiptoeing, as if it was out of reach.Kangxi stood still in the rain for a while, suddenly feeling irritable.

The thin piece of paper was soaked by the rain and crumpled into a ball in his palm.

It was the first time for the little eunuch to send him away, and he was uncertain about Kangxi's preferences, so he said anxiously: "Long live Lord..."

Kangxi hummed, but without looking back, he ordered: "Go to the Empress Dowager."

The little eunuch complied, tiptoe holding an umbrella, and followed Kangxi at a trot all the way.The continuous drizzle seems to be endless at a glance, coupled with the seemingly endless disaster reports, wars, and official affairs... it is simply restless for a moment.

——There is no day of peace.

Kangxi walked into the palace of the Empress Dowager, and greeted her as usual.The Empress Dowager was still sipping tea leisurely, occasionally glanced over lightly, and then shook her head slightly.Kangxi smiled, brewed a pot of tea for the Empress Dowager, and said something with him, before asking seemingly unintentionally how Jiang Ling's injury was.

The Empress Dowager handed over a piece of paper and said, "Look at this."

Kangxi took the paper and glanced at it roughly.This is the medical certificate just issued by the imperial physicians. It records Jiang Ling's injuries in detail. It is said that the internal organs are displaced and hemorrhages. Fortunately, Jiang Ling is young and has a good foundation. Take a breath.As for her foot injury, it was ignored.Compared with other injuries, a small dislocation is really insignificant.

The Empress Dowager put down the teacup and said slowly: "I asked for you. Today, when I was passing through a small forest, the horse was frightened for some reason. It knocked its head on the sharp stone and threw the people inside. At that time, the Empress Dowager was outside (going to the toilet), and the coachman was resting with the guards. Yun Chang said that he was tired and wanted to take a nap in the car. Coincidentally, he fell come out."

What's even more unfortunate is that he was stepped on by a horse all of a sudden, and he lost half his life even if he didn't die.

Kangxi's face was a little pale, but he didn't say anything, he just said: "Thank you, Mama Huang."

The Empress Dowager smiled, and said: "I will show you that you are always here. She is recuperating here, and there is no harm. How is the situation in Aihui? Those prisoners in Tsarist Russia really crossed the border. Did the border between the two countries occupy the residences of Aihui?"

When Kangxi heard the word Aihui, his tone sank slightly: "It's not just Aihui, the large border from Aihui to the north has the shadow of Tsarist Russia. Huang Mama--Huang Mama really thinks that those Are they all prisoners?"

The Empress Dowager snorted lightly: "You mean..."

Kangxi pinched the rim of the white porcelain cup, and there was a hint of cruelty in his eyes: "Those 'prisoners' are too many."

What a smart person the Empress Dowager is, she understood what Kangxi meant in just a few words. "You mean they let the army pretend to be prisoners and wait for an opportunity to occupy that piece of land? This, this... well, it makes sense. If it goes well, it can eat away every day; if it doesn't If it goes well, it will be able to push all the faults to the 'prisoners', which is a good move."

She thought for a moment, then nodded slightly and said, "Your guess is not unreasonable."

Kangxi rubbed his brows, then pushed the teacup in front of him, and said: "Grandson, go and see her first. After you have seen her, come and discuss this matter with Huang Mama carefully. In the afternoon, there is a mess in Qianqing palace , there are different opinions, and no regulations can be produced, so the grandson wants to wait until after the Great Court Meeting, and then the Grand Scholars will draw up a draft formula. Does Huang Mama have any good ideas?"

The Empress Dowager supported her forehead, waved her hand and said, "Go ahead, let me think about it."

Kangxi withdrew from the empress dowager's bedroom and walked towards Jiang Ling's room.Jiang Ling likes quietness, so he chose a quiet room as his residence.When Kangxi came into the room, Jiang Ling had already taken medicine and fell asleep. The imperial physicians and Lagu Su Ma were all discussing the next day's medicine and recuperation.Seeing Emperor Kangxi coming in, they saluted in unison.

Kangxi sighed, "Go down."

The imperial physicians and court ladies all retreated together, even the two nuns that Jiang Ling married as a dowry also retreated together.Sitting in front of her bed, Kangxi slightly opened the brocade quilt, looking at the shocking large bloodstain on the bandage, he couldn't help but feel his heart tighten.

——This injury is too serious.

The medical certificate issued by the imperial physicians just now is still in front of my eyes, "Young Master is young and in good health"... But no matter how good your health is, you can't stand such a toss?Kangxi felt a little heavy in his heart, carefully tucked up the quilt for her, and sat beside her bed for the whole night.

In fact, Jiang Ling had already woken up.

Her injury only looked serious on the surface, but there was nothing wrong with it underneath.In particular, Jiang Ling's physical fitness is far beyond normal people, so there is nothing wrong with it.But Emperor Kangxi was sitting beside his bed, there was no third person in the room, even if he was awake, he could only close his eyes and pretend to sleep, silently counting one, two, three, four...

Emperor Kangxi sat beside her for a long time, and had no intention of leaving.

It wasn't until late at night that someone knocked lightly on the door outside, saying that the empress dowager invited the emperor to come over. Kangxi moved his body a little and said in a low voice, "I see." Go outside the house.

In the empty room, there was only a faint moonlight left, and Kangxi's figure was already somewhat blurred.Jiang Ling opened his eyes a little, and looked over there, only to see a hazy figure, and the voice of the conversation was deliberately lowered.

She closed her eyes, and for some reason, suddenly felt uncomfortable.

When Kangxi's footsteps gradually faded away, Jiang Ling took out a Linghua mirror from under the pillow.After hesitating for a moment, he still pointed the opposite side at himself, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.But after a while, Jiang Ling returned to the bed unscathed, still holding the Linghua mirror in his hand, but rubbing his feet with one hand, with a painful expression on his face.

If it was just the injury on the waist and abdomen, she could barely bear it.But what about a dislocation?

I want to stay in the last days for two or three years, but this dislocated foot won't work...

Jiang Ling looked down at her ankle, it was already swollen high, and it was wrapped with gauze again and again.According to the imperial doctor, her foot injury will take at least ten days to recover before she can barely move.Jiang Ling thought of the dark nuclear winter in the last days, calculated his running speed after being seriously injured, and put the Linghua mirror back under the pillow.

That being the case, let's stay for another ten days or so.

Jiang Ling suppressed the desire to leave for the time being, and obediently recuperated his injured leg in the house.

As for the injury on the waist and abdomen?

If the injury on her waist and abdomen healed, she wouldn't be able to run.

After three or four days of raising her like this, Jiang Ling heard that the Empress Dowager went to a court meeting for the first time.But for some unknown reason, the palace maids have been silent for the past two days, as if they were afraid of the bad luck of the Empress Dowager.Because Jiang Ling was recuperating at home, no one came to bother her, except Lagu Su Ma who occasionally came to deliver some supplements and medicinal materials.

On the afternoon of the fourth day, Jiang Ling received another box of medicinal materials, this time from the Rongguo Mansion.

Entering the palace with the medicinal materials, there was Mrs. Wang whom I hadn't seen for a long time.

Mrs. Wang's complexion is a little worse than the previous days, presumably because the Rongguo Mansion is busy with a lot of affairs, and she is very busy.Jiang Ling was lying on the bed, looking angry, but she still sat up with the hands of the nuns, and said hello to Mrs. Wang.

——No matter what, you can't let people hold the handle, right?

Jiang Ling had experienced Mrs. Wang's methods, and if she made a slight mistake, she would be pinched and taught by Mrs. Wang severely.Now that she has completely turned against Mrs. Wang, it is better to maintain the superficial etiquette.If you get caught at this time, it's not a joke.

Mrs. Wang pinched a handkerchief, covered her mouth and nose, and said coolly: "The smell of medicine is so strong in this room."

Jiang Ling forced a smile, still with the same angry look: "If the wife can't bear the smell of medicine in the room, come and help the wife to the yard to get some air, so as not to hurt the second wife's body, That's my fault."

Mrs. Wang snorted lightly, pushed away the support of the nuns, sat down in front of Jiang Ling's bed, poked her forehead lightly, and said with a soft smile: "What did I say, there is always cause and effect in this world. Retribution is not. If you had complied with me earlier and served obediently in front of Yuan Chun, we would have been able to take care of you for a while, so why would we suffer today’s suffering. Heh, does this feel good?”

Jiang Ling smiled and said: "If the second wife is curious, you might as well give it a try."

"Don't mind." Mrs. Wang waved her hand and said, "I am not as lucky as you. First I fell off the car and then frightened the horse. Here, you can take care of one or two at any rate, but I never thought that you would all resign." Moreover, Caiyun sent people to Jia Yuanchun, which consumed a lot of Rongguo Mansion's resources and completely cut off the Rongguo Mansion's fortress. On the way people entered the palace, Mrs. Wang thought of this, and gave Caiyun behind her a hard look, and continued: "But since people have already given it away, it's just a new dowry for my girl at that time, and it's nothing. Big mistake. Nuo, I brought you some medicinal materials today, all of which have been kept in the mansion for nearly a hundred years. It must be enough for you to spend, and it can be regarded as a part of the mansion's heart. Caiyun, open the box .”