The days always slip through my fingers inadvertently.
The fifth elder brother, Yinqi, married the daughter of Yuanwailang Zhang Bao, who was named his direct descendant Fujin, and he was also separated from the palace. Among the many elder brothers, the fifth elder brother was the lowest born, and Zhang Bao was only of the fifth rank, and was still an idler.
Yuanwailang is enough to show Kangxi's displeasure with this son. However, Wufujin's grandfather had the title of Yunqiwei, which would be passed on to her father sooner or later, so it would not be too embarrassing.
The prince's side Fujin Li Jia gave birth to the prince's eldest son, Kangxi's eldest grandson, named Hongxi. And little Ergenjueluo gave birth to the eldest brother's eldest son, Kangxi's second grandson Hongyu, but unfortunately little Ergen
Genjueluo passed away three days after giving birth. Hongyu was raised by his legitimate son, Yiergenjueluo of Fujin Province, and was recorded as his legitimate son.
In the spring of the thirty-third year of Kangxi's reign, many royal grandchildren were born, and the fourth elder brother's concubine, Mrs. Song, was about to give birth. Wen Xi sat lazily by the window, and the days were really boring.
Kangxi's court seemed to have become cleaner in recent days. He often came to Chengqian Palace in the afternoon and asked Yinlu to write. In a daze, Wenxi remembered the days when the fourth elder brother lived in Chengqian Palace.
When Lu was about the same age, Kangxi once asked Yinzhen to write.
Lutong stood on one side, silently, only polishing the ink carefully, and the charm of the orchid-scented ink slowly penetrated into the study. In this way, the time became quiet.
At some point, Kangxi walked up to Wen Xi, broke off a half-blooming red magnolia from the plum vase on one side, inserted it sideways into Wen Xi's hair, and said: "These days, you
Why are you always in a daze?"
Wen Xi suddenly came back to her senses, and there was a faint scent of magnolia flowers in her hair. It was light and distant, it would have been better if it was white magnolia. She took it off easily, put it in her hand to play with, and said, "I'm just sleepy in spring."
Kangxi chuckled and said, "You went to bed early last night, got up late in the morning, and slept for half an hour at noon. How can you be more sleepy than Yinli?"
Wenru rolled her eyes at him displeasedly, pinched a sour plum that was placed on the small table and chewed it in her mouth. When she woke up from her nap, she was naturally sleepy!
Kangxi's eyes suddenly fell on the plate of pickled sour plums, then looked at the gentle and listless face, and suddenly said with great joy: "Could it be that we have it?!"
Wen Xi looked at Kangxi's surprised look like a young boy in confusion. She was too lazy to move her head in the afternoon, so she asked casually: "What's there?"
Kangxi's brows were filled with joy, his hands fell on Wen Xi's shoulders, and his eyes couldn't help but stay on Wen Xi's flat belly, "You're a sleepy, lazy person who likes to eat sour foods, aren't you pregnant?"
He turned around and ordered: "Go and send the imperial doctor quickly!"
Wen Xi suddenly woke up and said hurriedly: "I'm not pregnant!"
Kangxi, however, ignored Wen Xi's words and went ahead with his orders. He told Gu Chengzong, the head of the Imperial Hospital, to come and diagnose his pulse.
Wen Xi is already a woman in her thirties. Being bored in the palace all day long will inevitably lead to an old mentality and lack of energy. Moreover, since giving birth to Little Peach, Wen Xi has no plans to give birth to another child and concentrates on practicing vomiting.
At the end of last year, I also reached a bottleneck on the fourth level. I couldn't get up, and my efforts were useless. I became even more lazy.
Kangxi's happiness was destined to be in vain this time.
Gu Chengzong reported back: "The imperial concubine came in and didn't want to eat. I think it was because she was sleepy in the spring. It's nothing serious. I will give the imperial concubine a prescription to regulate her spleen and stomach. Just take it according to the prescription."
Sure enough, the smile on Kangxi's face instantly disappeared, and he looked extremely disappointed and asked: "Is the imperial concubine in good health?"
Gu Chengzong naturally understood what Kangxi was asking, and said: "The imperial concubine's phoenix body is fine. Although she has suffered a slight loss since giving birth last year, her pulse is now calm and steady, so she has naturally been well taken care of."
Kangxi snorted and sighed, "Then why is there no good news yet?"
Gu Chengzong said hurriedly: "The emperor's dragon body is like the sun, and the emperor's phoenix body is fine. It's just that this matter will probably depend on God's will."
God's will? It's all man-made. Wen Xi had already said it when she was pregnant with Xiaomi Tao, and she was determined not to have another baby. Nowadays, she has a hard time being idle, living like a rice bug, and she really doesn't want to be tired.
Gu Chengzong is also old, but he is a doctor who knows how to maintain good health. Just like his father, although his hair is white, his spirit is very good and his face is red. Although the whole family of Gu family suffered a lot during the plague.
It was a misfortune, but the step-wife that Gu Chengzong had married before was still in the capital, and she gave him a son, which was considered a blessing among misfortunes. Many years later, the original natural disasters were seen much more clearly, and it became even more obvious.
Be open-minded.
Gu Chengzong's eyebrows were half white, and he twitched slightly and said: "When I came in, I saw that the emperor's concubine did not seem to have worshiped Guanyin in the palace. I think it's better to be sincere in this matter."
Kangxi suddenly became cheerful, nodded and said to Wen Xi: "If you have nothing to do, go and ask for a Guanyin."
Wen Xi curled up her lips. She certainly didn't believe this. Even if Guanyin had a spirit, Wen Xi would only beg her not to let her get pregnant. Suddenly, she rolled her eyes and said with a smile: "Concubine, I often
We went to Baohua Hall, but it was of no use." In fact, it was Concubine Cheng who dragged her there every month. Wen Xi only thought of it as a walk around to eat, without any sincerity, and said with a bright smile: "Listen, my concubine.
He said that the Guanyin Guanyin in Puguang Temple outside the palace is the most effective..." So, he looked at Kangxi expectantly. After staying in the palace for a long time, he naturally looked forward to going outside for some fresh air.
Kangxi frowned slightly, thought for a while, and said: "The day after tomorrow, I can squeeze in half a day."
Wen Xi nodded hurriedly, and everyone suddenly became more energetic. Puguang Temple was originally just a small temple, but it was later renovated by the old lady Guarjia. Therefore, Puguang Temple is half the family temple of the Niu Hulu family. It used to be in Cheng'en
I often go there when I'm at the palace. I thought I'd inform Mother and Daughter in advance so they can catch up on old times. After all, they're still filial piety, so it's not suitable to enter the palace. Wan Jing is thirteen now, and I don't know if she has grown taller.
In March of the 33rd year of Kangxi's reign, Puguang Temple was in the season of peach blossoms in full bloom, so it was just the right time to come. Although Puguang Temple is on the top of the mountain, it is not a high mountain, but the scenery is first-class beautiful. Coming out of Donghua Gate, he was wearing a warm and ordinary Eight Banners
Wearing the clothes of a noble lady, she followed Kangxi in a purple box carriage, and only brought out small pomegranates. Yu Ludai was sent to Cheng'en Gong's Mansion early in the morning, and then he accompanied Zhixin's mother and daughter to the temple to meet him.
See.
Kangxi was idly twisting a string of agarwood Eighteen Arhat bracelets in his hand. He caught a glimpse of the excitement on his warm brows. The dullness of the past was swept away. The brows were quite lively, and the corners of his mouth could not help but curl up slightly.
Puguang Temple is still vaguely the Puguang Temple of the past. Compared with the Puguang Temple in the rain in my memory, it is more charming in today's bright spring sunny days. On the way home from Puguang Temple, Galo died after falling from his carriage in the heavy rain.
, the shell of wealth and glory is cheap and gentle.
In the ancient temple, cigarette smoke lingers, and the sound of bells echoes. Although it is half a family temple, there are also many noble ladies from the capital, who come to worship Buddha and ask for children. The spring scenery is beautiful, so it is naturally more lively. The air is filled with
With the intoxicating aroma of peach blossoms, there had just been a light rain yesterday, so the air on the mountain was naturally particularly fresh. Wen Xi took a deep breath and was helped out of the carriage by Zhu'er.
The young novice monk wearing a blue-grey Buddhist robe clasped his hands and came forward with a slight smile on his face. He called out the Buddha's name, "This master, as well as the young lady, the young master, please—"
Kangxi's originally calm and slightly smiling face suddenly changed. Xiao Quanzi was quick-eyed and hurriedly scolded: "You are blind! This is my wife!"
After all, the little novice monk is young, about fifteen or sixteen, and he only recognizes people based on his first impression. Kangxi was over forty, and he was extraordinarily calm, with a mustache, and Wen Xi was dressed in tender-colored clothes today, elegantly dressed.
Exquisite, looking ten years younger than his actual age, and with a pink and white face, he seemed to be twenty years older than Kangxi. No wonder, he called him by the wrong name. The little novice monk panicked for a moment and hurriedly
He said: "Yes, please come in, Master and Madam!"
Kangxi's face was livid all the way, and Wenxi took Xiao Pomegranate's hand and followed him.
Kangxi was actually thirteen years older than Wen Xi. In this era, thirteen years old was almost a generation older. It’s not that Kangxi looked older. In fact, he was much younger than a forty-year-old man, but he just couldn’t match it.
Her face is still as tender as twenty-eight years old.
The Puguang Temple was naturally set up early in the morning, and a vegetarian meal was also prepared in a wing in the backyard. Wen Xi was naturally a little hungry after staying in the carriage for so long, not to mention the attractive aroma of Puguang Temple's peach blossom cakes.
Kangxi's face was extremely ugly. After entering the wing, he kept staring at Wen Xi's face. Wen Xi was so frightened by him that he couldn't help but touch his face. He didn't apply makeup or powder today, nor did he cover up his original appearance.
You looked so fresh. He looked at you and made you feel uncomfortable, so you said, "If you don't like people saying you're old, don't grow a beard. Once you grow a beard, you'll look ten years older!"
Wen Xi actually disliked Kangxi's beard, and always liked to prick people with the stubble.
When Wen Xi said this, Kangxi's face became less gloomy. He snorted and said, "A man can't stand up until he is thirty when he has a beard." If he didn't have a beard, wouldn't he look like a eunuch? Kangxi even boasted of himself.
What a beautiful beard!
Seeing that Kangxi was no longer so angry, Wen Xi took the peach blossom cake and gave it to the little pomegranate to eat. The little pomegranate was very well-behaved and kept her head down while eating without saying a word. Maybe she felt Kangxi's displeasure and became more well-behaved, right?
When he first entered the palace, Kangxi was only twenty-eight years old. He had not yet grown a beard, and he was still a young and handsome man. Two years later, he was promoted to "uncle". Fortunately, his gentle nature was not young anymore, and he was not young anymore.
She feels that he is older than Kangxi in two lifetimes combined.
She smiled warmly and said: "The snacks at Puguang Temple's Suzhai are first-class, no less than those in the palace. The emperor wants to try them too?"
Kangxi was no longer in that mood. He only took a sip of Pu'er and looked dissatisfied. After a long time, he said: "I'm not a person who cares too much about skin, but..." There was an inexplicable sigh in his tone, and he asked: "You
Will he not grow old?"
Wen Xi chuckled and said: "How can people be immortal? It's just that I age slower." Xiu Xian is not a god after all, it just extends his lifespan. And there are people waiting for him on the left and right, Wen Xi
Naturally, I want to make it a little more obscure. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation.)
ps: Recommend a friend’s work: "Fragrance Moves Tianhe", which travels to the inexplicable dynasty and interprets the ups and downs of the female Ti Xing's life.
