[Qing Chuan] I really want to live another 500 years

The second step of living well: Find yourself a thigh that is thick enough, even if you don’t need it in the previous life, you can continue it in this life.

The fifth day of February in the 16th year of Kangxi (March 1680, 3 AD)

On the throne under the north window of the East Nuan Pavilion and West Small Room of Yangxin Hall, the 27-year-old Kangxi had just finished his day-to-day work—approving memorials. After putting down the cinnabar pen in his hand, he had no time to enjoy this hard-earned advance. After work, he seized the time to ask Liang Jiugong, the personal eunuch who was waiting beside him: "What time is it?"

"If you go back to the emperor, it's three quarters of the same time." Liang Jiugong had been serving Kangxi since he was a child, and he knew why Kangxi would ask such a question today, so he added, "There is still a moment before Youzheng, so there must be time."

If someone else said this, Kangxi, who was angry but not out, would definitely attack the other party by "presuming his intentions", but the person who spoke was Liang Jiugong, who was the only one who had really experienced what happened back then, and knew why he was here today. For those who are unhappy, Kangxi's thoughts become: "If you have a heart, then go quickly."

Kangxi was in Dongnuan Pavilion at this time, and his destination was Xinuang Pavilion, which is symmetrical and not far away. According to legend, the place where the first emperor Shunzhi died of illness, and Dong E, the only woman Shunzhi loved in his life, Empress Xiaoxian, was also there. There is no loss.

But Kangxi knew very well that those were just false rumors in the market. In the small room to the west of the back room of Xinuang Pavilion, a person with a close relationship with Kangxi and a dignified person died, but that person was not Shunzhi, nor Empress Xiaoxian. , but the only child of Shunzhi and Dong E, Prince He Shuorong Tianzuo, Kangxi's fourth half-brother.

To this day, Kangxi can still recall the smiling face of the boy who was three years younger than him, with bright eyes and white teeth, shining like the sun, and two extremely pleasing dimples, the beauty is not like the graceful figure that can be had in the world .

Facts have also proved that the world really cannot keep such a character...

Today, 17 years ago, on the fifth day of February in the 20th year of Shunzhi, Kangxi, who had not yet ascended the throne and proclaimed himself emperor, watched his fourth brother, who was only six years old, die painfully on the bright yellow couch outside the window. He couldn't do anything, even if he just stepped forward and hugged his brother's slender body.Because at that time he was being held tightly in his biological mother's arms, covering his mouth, not to make a sound, even crying quietly.

Kangxi, who was about to be ten years old, felt unprecedented pressure and helplessness. He felt that he was so small and fragile. At the same time, he also understood the danger and charm of power at that time.

The palace is strife, intrigues, since ancient times it has been a battlefield of life and death, killing people without blood, so what about collecting thousands of pets, and what about Huang Ama's son, the fourth brother was easily killed by a piece of snack, and it was not Kangxi who poisoned him His biological mother, Empress Xiao Kangzhang, Tong Jia, was not Kangxi, but Kangxi, who had witnessed the whole process at that time, could not stand up and tell Shunzhi what he saw, and even pretended to wait until the eunuch who passed the decree came to tell him about it. start to grieve.

The words of the birth mother's tears were still in my ears: "Please, Xuan Ye, I beg you, my mother, you can't talk about this matter, and you can't explain it clearly. If you go, you will be driving you and me to death. I don't regret my death, but what about you? And your fourth brother, Prince Rong, who died unjustly, don't you want to find out the real murderer to avenge him, so that he doesn't die so ignorantly?

Erniang is useless, the mother's family is not visible and the holy family is not there, so you can't have a noble status, and you can't win the trust of your Huang Ama... But after so many years in the palace, I know your Huang Ama better than you If you told him that you witnessed Tianzuo's death, what would he think of you? He wouldn't believe that you were innocent. Anything that involved Chengqian Palace (Concubine Dong E's bedroom), there is no simple one, it is impossible to be kind!

At that time, you will be full of mouth and can't speak clearly, and you can only bear the blame for others in vain. You should listen to Er Niang's persuasion, ah, just listen to Er Niang this time! "

Kangxi listened, so after the great change in the Forbidden City in the 21st year of Shunzhi, he became the young Emperor Kangxi, the master of this huge palace, and the most honorable person in the world. What the fourth brother did throughout his childhood, but all that remained was the remembrance of the anniversary of his death every year.

The Empress Dowager did not like others to mention the deaths of Tianzuo and Empress Xiaoxian, because that was the trigger for her loss of her beloved son, and it was one of the darkest and most difficult days in her life.

In order to please the Empress Dowager, I didn't dare to mention the dusty past, and gradually it seemed that I really forgot it. No one will talk about the love between Shunzhi and Dong E, nor will they talk about them again. His child—the Prince Rong who should have been honored for the rest of his life, the fourth elder brother with a smile comparable to the sun, he came and left with great vigor, but he still remembered the one who paid homage to him and had the ability to pay homage to him in the palace But only Kangxi was left.

Countless times of remorse made Tian Zuo a thorn in Kangxi's heart that could not be removed, and as time went by, it sank deeper and deeper, until it was completely grown in the flesh and merged into one body. Every touch was a piercing pain. pain.

The layout of Xinuang Pavilion is the same as before Tianzuo’s death. Under Kangxi’s order, no one dares to make a slight change. The pine fruit cover on the mahogany shelf is always filled with Tianzuo’s favorite seasonal offerings. The three boxes are brightly colored. The woodcut collections used to let Tianzuo learn to recognize characters are scattered on the kang table. Toys such as building blocks, jigsaw puzzles, nine chains, clay figurines, kites, cloth tigers, and Western mechanical figurines are arranged according to Tianzuo's habits. in every corner of the room...

Time seems to have stopped here forever, on the fifth day of February in the 20th year of Shunzhi.

"Slave Wu Liangfu greets the third elder brother." Wu Liangfu, the chief eunuch who used to be the most useful in Shunzhi's side, is now an old man in his dying years, with gray temples and a senility.Just after Emperor Shunzhi abdicated, the Empress Dowager was angry and wanted to punish him with death. It was the new Emperor Kangxi who saved him and made him responsible for guarding the Xinuang Pavilion. Every time Kangxi came back, he said such a sentence for many years as if it was true. Back to the words of the 20th year of Shunzhi.

Kangxi nodded in satisfaction, entered the door alone, walked straight to the dragon-pattern dim sum disc that had been specially placed on the Kang table, and smashed it neatly with his hand.With the clear cracking sound after the plate hit the ground, Kangxi's depressed mood can be relieved every day, as if he could change the tragedy of his fourth brother being poisoned to death in front of his eyes by doing so.

Although he knew it was impossible, Kangxi would do this stupid thing like rushing to Youzheng to smash the dim sum plate to prevent his fourth brother from being poisoned to death every year, and then waited in the bright yellow little room every year. On the couch, waiting for the three-inch Tianzuo to step over the high threshold and appear in front of him, waiting for the smile he will show when he sees himself, waiting for the bright yan who sees his teeth but not eyes, waiting for his clear and tender words The voice said in surprise: "Third Brother, did you leave school early today?"

Kangxi, who used to be the third elder brother, is really not a particularly conspicuous existence. He still can't figure out why his fourth brother, who was held in the palm of Huang Ama since he was born, likes to cling to him so much. The little tail that can't be shaken off will always appear where Kangxi can see it whenever he turns around.

In fact, at the beginning Kangxi was very annoying to this fourth brother. There were many reasons. The most simple and clear one was envy, jealousy and hatred. Tianzuo had too many things that Kangxi at that time envied but could not have. The one I love, Tian Zuo himself is Huang Ama's favorite son, even the emperor's grandmother who doesn't want to see Concubine Dong E like this loves to ask Tian Zuo a few more words when the princes pay their respects... What about the resentment of Kangxi's children who desperately long for family warmth?

However, Tianzuo like this always loves to be by his side. When he saw him when he was full moon, he would smile. When he was one year old, he would always open his hand to ask him to hug him. If he was older, he would want to cling to him all the time. Together, every time I see him, Tianzuo's eyes as clear as the morning dew seem to be able to shine, that kind of eyes that he is his treasure finally wiped away the bad feelings in Kangxi's heart, and accepted this fourth brother.

But no one thought that Tian Zuo died like this, so caught off guard, Kangxi's childhood ended here abruptly, leaving only the remorse for the death of the fourth brother and the most beautiful and beautiful side of the fourth brother.

Whether it was the battle of wits with Oboi when he first succeeded to the throne, or the unresolved San Francisco rebellion, every time he thinks of Tianzuo's heartless smile, Kangxi always cheers up again, firmly believing that there is no one in this world. There is no hurdle that cannot be overcome, because the fourth brother told him that there is no trouble in this world.

Having been exhausted all day, Kangxi, who was extremely tired, just fell into a daze in the quiet and distant Tibetan fragrance.

In the dream, Kangxi seemed to have really returned to the early spring when he was nine years old and was about to be ten years old. Everything was revived, and there was a thriving scene. Six-year-old Tian Zuo put paper dragons in the courtyard, and Kangxi sat on the porch reviewing the Confucian classics in his hands. From time to time, I watched Tianzuo fail again and again trying to put the 39-foot (13-meter) long paper dragon into the sky.

"Third brother, don't sit on the porch in spring and summer. The porch is very windy and bad for your health." Tian Zuo Dian, whose face was already scrambling and dirty into a cat, ran over, his voice full of uncontrollable laughter Caring like a little adult.

"Why don't you play anymore?" Kangxi looked up from the book and looked at Tianzuo.

Tian Zuo's bun face immediately wrinkled into a ball, and he said in a muffled voice: "Paper dragons can't always fly."

"Hey, it's okay, don't worry about this, third brother..." When Kangxi was about to say that he was looking for someone to help Tianzuo release the paper dragon, he saw Tianzuo's paper kite had already flown into the sky, and it was Tianzuo who was next to him Thanks to the eunuch Xiao Lizi.

Tian Zuo also saw it, and he once again restored his heartless and bright smile: "Third brother, I don't have any troubles, so I won't. There will be no troubles in this world."

"How do you say it?" Kangxi looked at Tianzuo curiously. He, the fourth younger brother, always had a lot of weird ideas in his mind.

"It's very simple. When you encounter distress, ask yourself a question. Can you solve this problem? If you can, then you are still troubled by pi... Ah, if you can't, then it doesn't matter whether you are distressed or not. .You see, I can't make the paper dragon fly, but I can order Xiao Li to do it. After the matter is settled, I don't have to worry about it. Let's play together, third brother."

Kangxi shook his head: "I still have books to recite."

"Then I'll go by myself. Call me if you have something to do. I'll be in the yard. I'll definitely hear you call me."

"Okay." Kangxi smiled and nodded, watching Tianzuo jump and run away, leaving only a small dot of bamboo green, Jiuxi Yanshu, Yunxi Bamboo Path, that is the most vibrant color in the whole spring.

The surrounding scenery began to become blurry, and Tian Zuo, who was supposed to be playing in the yard, began to drift away, and Kangxi became anxious. He always felt that Tian Zuo would just leave him like this, and he shouted at Tian Zuo's back: "Tian Zuo, come back, Tian Zuo, come back quickly, Tian Zuo, Tian Zuo..."

However, Tianzuo failed to appear as soon as Kangxi called him as he promised, and Kangxi woke up from his short dream.

On the day of Tianzuo's death this year, what Kangxi did was the same as in previous years, but at the end there was a different change. Just when he asked himself, "Tianzuo, Tianzuo, why don't you agree to the third brother?" At that time, the young eunuch of the Yonghe Palace came to report that the empress de concubine who lived in the side hall was born.

Kangxi felt his heart was seized at that moment. He firmly believed that it was from heaven, or it was a sign from Tianzuo. His heart trembled, and he asked, "Is it a man or a woman?"

"If you go back to the emperor, you are a little elder brother, you can laugh when you are born, two little dimples, don't mention how good-looking you are when you smile."

The author has something to say: I don’t know why some people reacted yesterday about the male lead’s hairstyle... Could it be that what someone wrote was not obvious enough? The hairstyle of the Qing Dynasty has changed, changed, really changed, this kind of Changed from the seniors of the male lead, the OTZ Wanhua who will not be bald and will not ruin the image, hereby reiterate.