[Strategy of Yanxi Palace] Another year of spring

Chapter 57

The carriage was driving on the road, leaving long wheel marks in the snow.

Finally, the horse snorted and stopped. A girl named Cardamom Nianhua came out first from the carriage, and then the curtain was lifted, and a young woman wearing a full set of imperial clothes leaned out of the car door, and with the help of the girl, she got out of the carriage in a little hurry .

A servant came up to meet her at the gate, a few servants helped lead the carriage away, and another older man bowed to greet her: "Young Madam, you are back."

Shi Chun responded hastily, and asked, "Is Fu Heng back?"

Hearing the reply of "Young Master has returned", she nodded, said that she knew it, and then walked towards the inner courtyard, her footsteps were a little hurried.

Walking to the gate of the courtyard, Que Ning had already received a message from the porter, and had been waiting for him for a long time, and now he came up to greet her.

"Has Fu Longan returned from E Niang's place?" Shi Chun opened his mouth and asked when he saw her.

Que Ning seemed to have expected it a long time ago, and she answered the question immediately: "The young master was brought back by the adults."

When Shi Chun heard this, he stepped two minutes faster.

Walking to the door of the room, before entering the room, I heard the cry of the baby, and a relatively low voice coaxed a little helplessly: "Don't cry, do you hear me? Fulongan, Amarang Don't cry... Hey, you child, why do you cry all day long, you are a man... Okay, okay, Erniang is coming back soon, good boy, don't make things difficult for you, Ama..."

If it wasn't for the crying that really worried Shichun, she would have laughed a little standing at the door.

Where did this man get his self-confidence? He dared to take care of a child who was less than a month old by himself, and anxiously brought Fu Longan back from his mother.

She walked in, walked around the beams and pillars in two or three steps, and saw Fu Heng sitting by the bed, looking at Fu Longan who was lying on the bed with a sad face.

Shi Chun hurried forward to hug the child up and comfort her, and after a while the crying stopped, she was relieved, and when she lowered her head, she saw Fu Heng getting rid of the nightmare.

Shi Chun didn't want to say anything more at first, seeing how pitiful he was when he was hit, but after thinking about it, he couldn't let him stay alone with Fu Longan next time, so he said: "You I don't even think about it, he didn't cry when you were with him, but you were bold enough to not let a nanny in, I saw him like this, and he cried a few times."

Fu Heng waved his hand with some exhaustion: "No, I won't anymore, I'll teach him horseback riding and archery when he grows up, this kid is too ugly to look after. I heard that other kids have a rattle I can be coaxed happily, why our Fulongan has no reaction to the novelty toys at all, no matter how we coax him, we can't coax him well."

When he said it, Shichun also agreed, and looked down at Fu Longan's crying and sleeping face. This child is actually not difficult to raise, but he is so energetic every day. Other children at this age eat, eat and sleep all day long, but However, Fu Longan was awake most of the time, and he was not the kind who could stay still obediently. Someone had to be by his side to watch over him and play with him, otherwise he would make trouble.Children of this age don't have any ways to make trouble. Fulongan is not a crying child. He has never cried after bumping into him. He is very honest, but he will cry when he wants to trouble adults, and the more he ignores it, the more he will cry The louder it was, wah wah wah wah wah wah wah wah wah wah wah wah wah wah wah wah wah wah wah wah

Shi Chun and Fu Heng were about to collapse because of this boy's trouble, but both Zhang Jiashi and Li Rongbao liked him very much. They always said that boys should be more energetic, so that they won't follow girls all day Know how to write poetry and paint.

There are a lot of things in this remark, and Fu Heng and his wife basically ignored it. Shi Chun was also a little worried about what to do if his son misbehaved in the future and would not obey the rules. It has stopped, what are you afraid of?"

Only then did Shichun feel relieved.

For Fu Heng, Fu Long'an's biggest trouble is that he is too dependent on his mother-in-law and grandmother. He is a good boy, but he can't leave these two for a moment. Tsk, I'm afraid that one day he will grow into a pampered young master.

Seeing that Fu Long'an was fast asleep, Shi Chun called someone to come in and hold him down. She let out her breath and thumped her shoulder twice.

Fu Heng stood up behind her and raised his hands to pinch her shoulders, and asked in a warm voice, "You're tired after staying in the palace all day?"

Shi Chun nodded, she was so tired that she didn't want to talk at all, she raised her hand and yawned, and let Fu Heng remove the heavy headgear for her.

"I have someone prepare water, you go and wash it, go to rest early tonight, Fulongan, I will send someone to Er Niang."

Shichun didn't refuse. In the past, Fulong'an's crying at night would often startle all the people in the courtyard. Although there were girls and nurses, Shichun would always go to accompany her with worry. Today, she is exhausted and has no energy to deal with it. down.

"No hurry." She said, turned around and held Fu Heng's hand, sighed, and leaned her forehead against his chest.

Fu Heng stood quietly on the spot, and after a while, he asked softly: "It's not good, is it?"

Shi Chun leaned in his arms, closed his eyes, and replaced the answer with silence.

Fu Heng raised his head and closed his eyes. After a while, she heard a long sigh from his chest.

With her eyes closed, she felt a little sad in her heart, and when she thought of Fu Long'an, who was only less than one month old now, her heart ached even more.

"The doctor said, I'm afraid I won't be able to survive this winter."

The room fell into silence, Shi Chun leaned into Fu Heng's arms, exhaled, and his voice trembled a little.

"Where's the queen?" Fu Heng asked.

"The empress seems to have accepted it. Looking at it today, the light in her eyes has gone out."

When Shichun thought about Empress Fucha's expression today, he felt an indescribable sourness in his heart.

"Little Jiu, it's too hard to live in this world. That's fine."

The queen sat on the phoenix seat in a daze, her face was ashen-white, and after a while, she murmured.

"Empress Empress..." Shi Chun wanted to persuade her, but the Empress raised her hand and stopped her words.

"You don't need to comfort Bengong any more. Over the years...how many children have died, I'm almost used to it."

The queen took a deep breath and showed a smile that was uglier than crying.

"A few days ago, the emperor came to see the name he had chosen for Xiaojiu. Yongyue... how nice it sounds, what a pity, what a pity... Jiu elder brother Yongyue..."

The queen's face was a little dazed, she stood up holding the handrail, and walked out of the hall: "I'm going to see Xiaojiu, you should come back earlier, Fu Heng will be worried if you come back late, and Fulong'an also needs you, you don't have to worry Ben Gong, Ben Gong will... be strong."

The last two words seemed to be a little choked up, Shichun couldn't see the face of the queen with her back turned to her, she stood up and watched the queen walk out of the main hall of Changchun Palace, that figure was surprisingly thin, and she was about to be blown in the snow The bleak feeling of running.

Yingluo chased after her and ran out.

Heavy snow blew past, covering the messy footsteps on the ground.

In a blink of an eye, the 12th year of Qianlong arrived.

On the eve of New Year's Eve, the ninth elder brother died, the emperor gave him the name Yongyue, posthumously titled Prince Shunhui, and was buried in Prince Duanhui's garden.

On New Year's Eve, the royal family banquet, Empress Fucha attended the royal dress, still dignified, with a haggard face, she frequently lost her mind during the banquet, she lost her composure and shed tears when the palace set off fireworks before the banquet, and was caught by the concubines and princes present.

That night, the biggest quarrel in these years broke out between the emperor and empress.

No one knew the content of the quarrel. On the next day, the emperor ordered that the empress was weak, and she had repeatedly failed to raise the heir. She ordered the concubine Chun to raise the sixth elder brother on her behalf, and the imperial concubine Xian temporarily governed the palace. that power.

Empress Fucha suddenly fell ill, and the Changchun Palace released the key, and the empress personally ordered the Ministry of Internal Affairs to withdraw her green card.

So far, the contradiction between the emperor and the empress has been irreversible.

There was a lot of news from the outside world. The relationship between the emperor and the queen was the biggest rumor at the beginning of this year. Outsiders always wanted to spy on something, but they couldn't know more.

March tenth.

Yingluo packed her luggage and kept giving Mingyu instructions.

Mingyu stood aside and tried to remember, then wrinkled her face and said: "Yingluo, can't you leave the palace? Your empress is not in good condition these days, and you still have to leave me alone in the palace. The imperial concubine is here, I really can't handle it."

Yingluo frowned: "I don't want to either, but Ama was injured suddenly, and I should go out of the palace to take care of him. After all, I haven't been out to see him for several years, which is unreasonable. So, if Concubine Chun comes, no matter what, don’t let her enter the Changchun Palace, lest you irritate the empress, and I always feel that Concubine Chun is very dangerous. Also, during the time I’m away, remember to be optimistic about the people in the palace. Pay attention to any changes."

Mingyu nodded: "Okay, I'll listen to you, Yingluo, you must come back soon."

Yingluo said, "I'll only go out for one day tomorrow, and I'll come back as soon as the palace gate opens the next day."

at the same time.

Inside the main hall.

The queen leaned on the pillow, lowered her eyes, and took a letter from the man kneeling on the ground.

"what is this?"

Hu Po knelt on the ground and lowered her head a little uneasy: "Go back to the Empress, this is what the third young lady left for the slave before leaving the palace, and the slave doesn't know the content of this letter."

"Erqing?"

Rong Yin said in a daze, last year Erqing begged her to enter the palace, she softened her heart and let her stay in the palace, after she had seen Fu Ling'an quietly, she was let out of the palace and returned to Biezhuang, this matter has been resolved by Rong Yin Forgot it in the back of her mind, but now she heard it for the first time and recalled it in her mind for a while, before she dug it out from her own sad memory.

She sighed weakly, and waved her hand to let Amber go down: "I know, you can go down."

Hu Po stepped back and turned around until the entrance of the hall. She looked around and didn't see Yingluo and Mingyu, so she quickened her pace and left, her heart pounding.

She remembered that before Erqing left the palace that day, she gave her the letter, telling her that she should carry the letter to the queen when the queen was in a slump, especially to avoid Yingluo and Mingyu. It was when I heard that "destroyed after a setback", that sentence seemed to be doomed that this was not a simple letter.

She didn't know what Erqing was going to do, but Erqing was kind to her at the beginning, so it shouldn't be something that would harm the empress.

That night, Yingluo came to bid farewell to the queen.

She reached out to touch the queen's pillow, but was stopped by the queen.

Empress Fucha leveled the pillow herself, and her fingers trembled slightly when she touched the envelope under the pillow.

She reached out to hold Ying Luo's hand.

"Yingluo, have you ever thought about going out of the palace to get married?"

Yingluo was stunned, but held her cold fingers instead, and asked, "Why did your empress think of this?"

The queen smiled: "It's nothing, it's just that I think it's a waste of a good time for you to stay in the palace. I'm afraid I won't have a long time, but I just can't worry about you. You stay in the palace with your temper. It is really a pity to break the wings."

"What are you talking about?" Yingluo pulled back her hand a little angrily, "You are still young, and there are still many good days waiting for you, how can you curse yourself?"

The queen didn't refute, but just looked at her with a little connivance and smiled.

Yingluo knelt down and put her head on her hand: "I don't want to go out of the palace, my slave. I will always be with my mother and you for the rest of my life. I will accompany you to watch Princess Hejing get married and the sixth elder brother get married."

The queen reached out and stroked her hair: "Why are you bothering, you are not the character that should stay in the palace at all."

Her eyes became firm, and she had made up her mind.

Yingluo didn't know why she was so flustered, she frowned, her face was half serious and half coquettish, and said, "Your Majesty has to wait for the servant to come back."

She stared intently into the queen's eyes.

The Queen smiled without any strangeness, and she responded softly: "Okay."

On March [-]th, the gate of the palace opened, and Yingluo walked out of the palace with her luggage on her back.

At the same time, Empress Fucha was lying on the bed, staring at the tassels on the head of the bed, and said in a cold voice: "Tell me what I said and go back to the mansion, Xitaralqing, I will never return to Beijing in this life. When Fu Qian marries again, quietly Let her go."

Mingyu was a little dazed, but frightened by the empress's coldness at the moment, she immediately responded.

The queen closed her eyes.

It's passed.

The grievances and grievances of this half life are all over.

He Jing and Yong Cong.

She chanted silently, thinking of her two remaining children, one was raised under the empress dowager's knee, and the other was raised in the palace of the pure noble concubine.

Maybe she really wasn't a good mother and couldn't protect her children, causing them to die early one by one.

In this way, it may be the blessing of these two children not to be raised here. The queen mother loves and respects her, and she is the only concubine of the Qing Dynasty. The emperor has already raised the prince of Mongolia in Beijing. marry far away.As for Yong Cong, he has always been physically strong and loved by the emperor. Jinghao is a gentle woman, and she was once a close friend in her boudoir. Presumably she will keep her flesh and blood in the world, and she will also look after him to grow up safely.

Alas, Rong Yin is tired.

Looking back on the wind and rain in Miyagi half her life, she was shocked to realize that she had failed so much.

You can't protect the one you love, and you can't keep the love of others.

Since she got married 20 years ago, her life has changed.

Now is the time to end this, this life of suffering.

That night, the queen climbed up the palace wall step by step barefoot.

Standing on the high palace wall, looking down, the mountains and rivers are all under your feet. No wonder it is said that the mountains and rivers are beautiful and the emperor dominates the industry.

In a daze, she thought of her former self, Peach Blossom Horse, Nurhong, who was also a Manchurian daughter with a temperament.

In the blink of an eye, so many years have passed.

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Your Majesty, you said that as the empress of the Qing Dynasty, as long as I live, I cannot escape my responsibilities.

A concubine can go through fire and water for you, manage the harem for you, be a virtuous empress of the Qing Dynasty, and be an example for women all over the world.

All the concubine wants is a simple "Rongyin" from you.

Up to now, you have even deprived your concubines of their names.

20 years, in a trance, 20 years have passed like this.

The concubine is tired and tired, and now the concubine has run away.

-

On the day she married into the palace, Prince Bao, who was in full bloom, secretly slipped a candy to her from under his wedding dress, and said to her, you are my wife, and we are one, so there is no need to be formal.

She remembered this sentence for 20 years.

She remembered the fingertips she poked out that year, and the step she never took. The man walked three steps away from her, and the afterglow split behind him, which seemed to herald the end of this life.

Deep love will never last, and wisdom will hurt.

In the next life, she never wants to enter the emperor's house.

Your Majesty, take care.

On March [-], Empress Fucha passed away.

The emperor's posthumous posthumous title is "Xiaoxian".

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