Yongzheng period

, simply opened his arms, his fleshy face puffed up and smiled, "Mamo, hug Changle~"

——Changle, Changle, Changan Jiule.

Daiyu squatted down with a smile, pretending to be apologetic, "That can't be done, Changle has grown so fat that Mama can't even hug her."

Chang Le pursed her mouth, put down her hands in disappointment, her eyes lit up suddenly, and she patted her chest confidently, "Well...then when Chang Le grows up and has strength, come and hug Huang Mama—— Changle will definitely be able to protect Huang Mamo well, and Changle will be the Batulu of the Qing Dynasty in the future! Just like Aunt Jia!"

Xiao Gege is a small person, but his ambition is not small, Daiyu said, "I can't learn from you and Aunt Jia" while laughing.Concubine Shu also couldn't help laughing, and pulled her daughter to blame, "What nonsense are you talking about in front of the emperor's grandmother?"

Before Concubine Shu came, Daiyu was writing a poem, and her sharp eyes only saw the sentence "Pomegranate half spit out the red scarf and frown."When the floating flowers and the wave pistils are exhausted, I will accompany you alone.

Concubine Shu didn't know words very well, but saw that the brushes that the Empress Dowager put on the table were very old, and some parts were faded, so she couldn't help saying casually, "I see that the brushes used by the Empress Dowager are quite old, and there are some What's the purpose?"

Daiyu froze for a moment, the look of nostalgia on her face was fleeting, and she wrote lightly, "The left is just an old thing from when the Ai family was a concubine, so there is no reason for it."

Concubine Shu felt that she had made a slip of the tongue. Seeing the twilight outside, it was almost dusk, so she pleaded guilty and said goodbye, "My concubine has disturbed you for so long, you should be punished!"

Zijuan sent Concubine Shu's mother and daughter out of the palace gate, while Daiyu picked up the writing brush and stroked it carefully - as if there was still lingering warmth from the man who held her hand to copy the copybook, but now she was alone Alone, living in a palace that has lost its warmth.

Strolling into the clean room of the Buddhist hall, she knocked on the wooden fish and said silently: The Qing Dynasty is getting stronger and stronger, the harem of Yang'er is peaceful, the descendants are happy, everything is well, and the concubine is also well, Yinzhen——

*

In the Yunyi Hall with various moods, the ground is carved with large bluestone bricks with patterns of four joys and wishes, beautiful women kneel and worship like a instrument, and their happy or anxious faces exude a youthful and innocent atmosphere.

After looking at it all day, Daiyu felt a little tired.

"Mei Pingai, the grandson of Mei Hengjing's sacrificial wine of Guozijian, aged [-]—"

The beautiful girl knelt down, and the hem of the skirt and the pearls and emerald jewelry on her head made a slight and delicate sound of collision, the voice was obscure and stagnant, with obvious tension, but there was a sense of familiarity that made Daiyu inexplicably concerned.

"Raise your head." Daiyu said calmly, leaning slightly.

Mei Shi was greatly surprised, and tried her best to raise her head gracefully so that her appearance could be placed in the eyes of the Queen Mother without losing courtesy.

Daiyu's expression changed, and her memory returned to the Yimei Garden in the early spring of the fourth year of Yongzheng.

Mrs. Mei knelt down peacefully at the bottom. After a while, the Queen Mother's voice seemed to come from the clouds, "Your grandfather is Mei Hengjing. I don't know who your grandmother is?"

Mrs. Mei lowered her head, "My daughter's grandmother, Mrs. Xue's Baoqin, is a pleasant person of the fifth grade."

Daiyu's expression is complicated, and she knows the meaning of impermanence in the world.

—— "Write down the name and keep it."

Among the newcomers, there was a Mei Changzai who was quite favored by the Empress Dowager. This was something everyone in the palace had heard of. Even Concubine Shu was a bit apprehensive. It hurts my concubine!"

Every time at this time, she would stand aside obediently, never saying much.The Empress Dowager glanced at her lightly, and dismissed Concubine Shu with a smile, this level was considered to be overturned.

She was good-looking, and was protected by the queen mother, so she quickly stood out from the crowd of newcomers, and was named a 'noble person', taking the position of the lord of the palace.She is favored but not arrogant, and she has a degree in everything, and the emperor dotes on her even more.

Daiyu called her over when she was free, and sighed, "She looks normal, but her temper is finally more stable and sensible than hers, so she probably won't follow in her footsteps."

Mei Guiren lowered her head and responded docilely, as smart as she was, never asking who the "she" in the Queen Mother's mouth was.

Soon she was treated no less than Concubine Shu in the Palace of Compassion and Ning, and the Empress Dowager always had a lenient appearance in front of others.Until one day, the new maid who served tea accidentally knocked over the teacup, soaking the calligraphy and painting on the side of the Empress Dowager's desk.

Daiyu's expression darkened immediately, and she ordered Zijuan, "Such a servant still stays in the Aijia Palace? Send it to the House of Internal Affairs, and expel it after receiving the board!"

The queen mother was furious, the little maid was so frightened that she even forgot to beg for mercy, Zijuan hurriedly asked someone to push her to the House of Internal Affairs, Daiyu spread out the calligraphy and painting in a panic, and wiped it with a handkerchief, but it had little effect.

Mei Guiren leaned forward and vaguely recognized it as a copybook, with a few scattered characters that were vigorous and powerful, not like the empress dowager's style of writing.

She said cautiously, "Mother, the ink is smudged like this, I'm afraid it's useless." Mei Gui was not without regret, "It's a pity for such a good handwriting."

Daiyu stared blankly, her face was choked with sobs, she waved her hands and said, "You go out, you go out—"

Mei Gui was panicked, so she had to leave in a hurry to find the queen, but Zijuan was worried that Daiyu would come back in a hurry, so she only told her, "My lord, don't disturb the emperor or empress" and rushed into the main hall.

Mei Guiren stood outside the hall, only hearing a few broken sobs——

"Sure enough...he is cruel!...leave me alone..."

"I can't live in this palace! I can't even keep his things! Ai Jia will go to accompany him tomorrow—"

She raised her head and looked at the crabapple tree in the courtyard that had passed through some years. How many gatherings and partings have she witnessed?I don't know why, maybe this broken cry that came with the wind was too desperate, Mei Guiren thought, feeling a little heavy and uncomfortable.

*

The years in the palace have gone through several times, Xiao Xiaochang was there back then, she has given birth to a son and was promoted to the throne, becoming a 'Concubine Yi'.

When the news of Mei's birth came to the Palace of Mercy Ning, Daiyu was getting up in the morning to do her makeup, her memory was not very good, so she asked Zijuan, "Which elder brother is this in the palace?"

Zijuan said, "According to the order, it should be the fourth elder brother." Zijuan was a little happy, "There are still a few concubines in the palace who are pregnant. What do the slaves say? It's on."

Daiyu muttered to herself, "Fourth elder brother? How is fourth elder brother..."

Inadvertently, she pulled out a few strands of hair, sometimes a little frosty white - she realized in a daze, yes, she was nearly half a hundred years old, and ten years passed in this world after he left .

The flowers in the palace bloom and fall, and frustration is accompanied by pride.

Everyone in the Palace of Compassion and Ning had solemn faces, and the imperial physician of the imperial hospital informed the empress early: the empress dowager's lifespan has come, and time is numbered.

When Daiyu woke up again in a daze, she saw the emperor standing by the bed, her eyes were red like a child, and she shouted, "Er Niang——"

Daiyu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said calmly, "Why are you crying? There should be today." Daiyu sighed slightly, "The Ai family has endured for decades, and even if I come down here, I can still have the face to see your emperor. Damn."

The emperor choked and was speechless.

Daiyu then thought about explaining what happened after her death, breaking down the most important matters in the palace, "...for the funeral of Ai's family, everything should be simple, and no extravagance is allowed; after Ai's family has left, you are not allowed to mourn and destroy your bones." Li, it hurts too much, you should let the Queen and Concubine Yi look at you; and the fourth elder brother, he is obsessed with literary talents and dislikes government affairs. Although the Ai family favors him among all the children and grandchildren, it is the same as favoring Changle— —You are not allowed to do stupid things. Ai family sees that Xiao Twelve's character is excellent, and he has quite the legacy of his ancestors."

"There is one last thing here." Daiyu turned her head, and carefully scanned every object in the hall, "At the beginning you ordered people to seal the Kunning Palace, the queen was careful, and kept all the old things that the Ai family was thinking about... ...Behind Ai’s family, there is no need to have anything beside them, but these are the ones that must be taken down.”

The emperor agreed one by one, and Daiyu smiled comfortably when she saw this——Yinzhen, I'm here to see you.

*

She was dreaming again, Daiyu thought.

It's a very common afternoon now, Yongzheng stayed up a little late yesterday, and today he was in a bad mood, and he just leaned on the desk to rest after only approving the papers.

Daiyu picked up a magnolia plant outside the hall, walked quietly in front of Yongzheng, with a smirk on her face, and poked the magnolia flower in Yongzheng's nose——

Sure enough, Yongzheng woke up with a startled look on his face, with a helpless and tolerant look on his face, and Daiyu couldn't stop laughing while holding a magnolia flower.

When Yongzheng came back slowly, he secretly gathered his energy and made a gesture to catch her, Daiyu ran away laughing, not wanting to be pulled into his arms by him instead.They were very close, and when Daiyu raised her eyes, Yongzheng's face was pretending to be serious.

He scratched Daiyu's nose, kissed her eyes, and said, "Arguing with me, huh?"

Daiyu hugged him back and made fun of him, "Yinzhen—"

Finally, Yongzheng held her hand and wrote a stroke on the rice paper: Pomegranate half spit out red scarf.When the floating flowers and pistils are gone, I will accompany you alone.

The years are quiet and good, with you alone, the dream comes to an abrupt end.

Counting the time, Xueyan walked into the room and whispered through the curtain, "Master, it's time to get up."

There was no one in the room, Xue Yan had a guess in his mind, shook his body, and raised his voice again, "Master, it's time to get up, master—?"

There were magpies chirping outside the window, the snow geese closed the curtains, walked to the side of the bed and saw Daiyu lying flat on it, with a peaceful face and a smile on her mouth.

Xueyan knelt down with a 'plop', and the cry came out of the Compassion Palace, "The Empress Dowager...the Empress Dowager Empress Bintian—"

*

On the third day of April in the 30th year of Qianzhen, the Empress Dowager Yuanxian passed away at the age of 68.

From time to time, the father-in-law of Xia in the palace issued the last emperor's decree, saying: There is another secret passage under Jingling, which leads directly to my coffin, and I can be buried with the queen mother a hundred years later.

【75】

After watching the show girl, it will be held in the Hall of Preserving Harmony in the evening