Clearly, she doesn't want to be a concubine

Chapter 107
When Baozhu and Yuan Qingqing came back and reported that the other two children were fine, Umalu breathed a sigh of relief.

Umalu made them back off.

She sighed to Liuli: "I thought the emperor was busy with state affairs and didn't have time to come here, and I forgot that he promised to bring Lao Liuji back."

Before she finished speaking, Liuli already knew.

What could Liuli say, she could only persuade: "The emperor is also doing the best for the master, the master is weak and can't stand this."

Umalu sighed, curled his fingers slightly, and put the gorgeous and exquisite armor gently on the palm of his hand: "I hope he doesn't do this for his own good."

She was originally a self-reliant and self-reliant woman, but after being cared for for so long, she began to feel a little bit of reluctance to go back to her own era.

These days, every time she thinks of going back, she subconsciously fears, and always has a thought: Even if she can go back, is she still the original self?

She dared to fight back then, but now, in order to preserve her own nature, she has given way too much.And this too much concession made her lose her true nature.

Sounds weird doesn't it.

But the fact is that, as soon as she thinks about going back, she will have to work and deal with all kinds of things by herself, and she will feel a little bit of fear.

She was taken care of so well by him.

A caged bird has been cared for for so long that it has forgotten how to fly.

She murmured and repeated: "I wish he wasn't so nice to me."

There was a tear in her eye.

She deeply felt fear and fear.

Liuli hurriedly persuaded her: "Master, you must never say such a thing. How many people can't think of such an honor and favor."

Umalu withdrew his gaze, looked at her, and smiled a little: "Liuli, I told you to keep an eye out for the bracelet, have you found it?"

Liuli always felt that there was bitterness in her smile, but she still gave a straight answer, she shook her head and said: "No, I have inquired about it, and there is no such jewelry in the palace."

She waved to her.

Liuli approached.

Umalu leaned over slightly and hugged Liuli: "It would be great if... I met you."

Liuli vaguely heard the words "that" and "era". She didn't understand what Umalu was talking about, and she just held her quietly.

Umalu wiped away her tears, let go of her, and went to bed to rest.

At night, when Liuli tucked the quilt for Umalu, she saw her tears constantly falling, and couldn't help shaking her head slightly and sighing.

Master De is the most sober and transparent on the face, and he handles everything meticulously.If you don't know the moral master, you must think that the moral master is ruthless.

But many nights, she would see Master De crying silently.

She had never seen anyone who could cry late at night for such a long time.

Master De shed more tears than the previous two queens.

Sometimes, she would think that maybe the heart of this German master is full of pain that cannot be expressed to others.So, I had to struggle alone in these pains.

Because the pain was so intense that it could only be expressed with tears, so I cried bitterly at night for a long time.Even in sleep, tears flow.

She was thinking again, maybe at the beginning, Master De had fooled herself and everyone else.Therefore, everyone thought that a person like Master De would not be sad.

She remembered what Queen Renxiao said, pain is pain, even if you deceive yourself, there is no need to cry because of this.But the body just remembers and sneaks out when you're not looking.

She guessed that Master De might have deceived herself into thinking that she was not in pain and would not be in pain.But the tears still slipped out secretly.

She has seen too many painful Master De, how can she bear to betray Master De.

To put it absurdly, she felt that she was not the one to save the Lord.But maybe she could offer her a little comfort.

She didn't want to make such a good person suffer so much, even if it was only a little bit, as long as it could comfort Master De.

This is how many times she has felt that she is a human being in Master De, and that she is very important to someone.

She is no longer someone who is easily given up.

She stood there, thinking wildly for a long time, before returning to the couch outside the house, ready to rest.

Yuan Qingqing came in and said softly, "The emperor is here, let aunt go out."

Liuli stayed at the bed and went out.

Kangxi was indeed outside the door.

After Liuli saluted, she said, "Master is already fast asleep."

Kangxi nodded slightly and entered the door.

Liang Jiugong closed the door smoothly.

Liuli said hello: "Elder-in-law has worked hard."

Liang Jiugong glanced at the room, shook his head slightly, and said politely, "Miss, you've worked hard too."

The two remained silent and stood outside the door.

When Kangxi entered the room, he put the lantern in his hand aside, and the dim and gentle light illuminated her face. She curled up into a ball, covered her mouth and nose with her hands, her eyes were closed tightly, but tears flowed continuously.

He sits on the couch.

"I hurt you again." He sighed.

He didn't want to hurt her, but it seemed like he was the one who hurt her every time.

He wants to give her sunshine, flowers, white clouds and all the beauty in this world.

However, it seems that there are always mistakes, and these things fall on her, and they become dark clouds, thorns, darkness and all the pain in this world.

God's will tricks people.

He stared at her for a long time.

Why so many tears?

He rarely stayed overnight in Yonghe Palace, for fear of disturbing her peace.When staying overnight, I never heard her cry.

An almost absurd idea appeared in his mind: maybe, when he stayed overnight, she never fell asleep.

There was a trace of suffocation in his heart, shame and anger.

He almost abandoned her and left, but he didn't move a single step.

His hands rested vaguely on her neck.

At that moment, he wanted to strangle her to death. If she died, he wouldn't have to think about these entanglements anymore. He would only be a superficial couple with others, have a strong friendship, and only seek a moment of pleasure and indulgence.

But he couldn't bear it.

He knows too well what he really wants. He wants a wife who can really touch his heart, not just physical concubine.

Now that he is in his thirties, among so many concubines in the harem, she is the only one who can bring him such an experience.

Concubine Yi has no scheming and loves him wholeheartedly, which makes him feel at ease, but he still can't talk to her. He can't show her his cruel and ruthless side; Imperial Concubine Tong Jia is his cousin, she has everything for him, and she has taken care of it for him The affairs of the harem are separated by a layer, and they have never been able to talk to each other. They are cousins ​​and stakeholders, but they have never been husband and wife.

In other words, there is no one in the harem who can make him feel at ease, and even in the previous court, it is better to use calculations than to engage in heart-to-heart communication.

The emperor's love emphasizes grace, and sometimes it is a kind of calculation.

Here with her, it was like a world away, allowing him to escape trivial matters for a short time and gain a little bit of relief.

He put his hand down lightly and put it on the quilt.

Umalu woke up from sleep, opened his eyes, looked at him fixedly, and wept silently.

Kangxi sighed slightly: "Let your family come to see you tomorrow."

Umalu's tears flowed even harder.

Kangxi looked at her, and finally took out a handkerchief to wipe away her tears.

"You, could it be that you have accumulated all your usual tears until now?"

Umalu whimpered, and interrupted the crying sound: "Maybe I should pay back the tears of someone's life."

She didn't use honorific words, which was considered overstepping the rules, but Kangxi just pretended not to hear.

He sighed: "You are that Jiangzhu fairy, do you want me to be that Shenying waiter? In the end, it is so clean to end up in a vast white land? This ending is not good, not good. Forget it."

He wiped away the tears for her, and seeing that she no longer shed tears, he joked: "I am the one who overwhelms the country and the city, and you are the one who is sick and worried."

Umalu moved away from the bed, left most of it for him, and hummed: "I don't allow my slaves to read those books, but I ended up being myself... Huh."

Kangxi liked her charming appearance, so he took off his clothes, threw them to the side of the bed, went to bed and rested, and did not forget to close his eyes and talk to her.

"I originally planned to send the sixth child to you, but at that time, I heard from the imperial doctor that the disease would be contagious, so I thought you were not in good health, so forget it."

Umalu sharpened his teeth and said, "Why was I not afraid when I took care of the prince?"

As soon as she turned over the bill, he only felt happy in his heart. He had long forgotten the idea of ​​wanting to kill her at that time. He hugged her and pinched her face: "It seems that the wife is blaming her husband."

"Slaves don't dare."

Kangxi didn't care about her, and said with a smile: "I was young and strong at the time, and I had smallpox, so it's different from yours."

Umalu sighed, and was a little sad: "After Lao Liu was sent away, I haven't seen him much. Now he is like this again, and I feel uncomfortable."

Kangxi said: "When I came, the imperial physician had already been sent."

Umalu didn't know what to say for a while, and asked after a while of silence: "I have worked hard on the matter of the court."

"It's hard work." Kangxi smiled indifferently, "It's much better than when he just came to the throne and couldn't be independent."

Kangxi closed his eyes, and said to her: "In the past two years of east and south tours, I have seen the style and features of the Central Plains. It is indeed rich in resources. Just thinking about it, there is still a gap between what Bai Yiqing wrote."

Umalu read a few words: "The southeast is well-shaped, the three Wu cities are metropolises, and Qiantang has been prosperous since ancient times.

Smoked willows and painted bridges, wind curtains and emerald curtains, there are 10 families.

Clouds and trees around the embankment and sand, raging waves roll frost and snow, the sky is boundless.

Pearls are listed in the market, households are full of Luoqi, competing for luxury. "

Kangxi said peacefully: "Chonghu Lake is stacked in Qingjia, there are Sanqiu osmanthus and ten-mile lotus.

Qiangguan clears the sky, sings in the night, frolicking and fishing for the old lotus baby.

Qianqi has high teeth, listens to the flute and drums while drunk, and chants the haze.

Tomorrow's picture will be good, return to Fengchi to boast. "

Kangxi sighed: "It's a pity, it's a lot worse."

"Wars have been going on for years, and it is difficult for the people to live in peace for a few years." Umalu changed his words, "I think, people's life is a little better now."

Kangxi hummed: "Their lives will get better and better, regardless of Manchus, Hans, and Mongols, they are all citizens of the Qing Dynasty."

"I can't be the Emperor of Qin, but I want to be the Emperor of the Han Dynasty and Emperor Tang." Kangxi kissed her, "I not only want to be a good emperor, but I also want to be an emperor through the ages."

One emperor through the ages, which emperor has never had such ambitions?

Umalu thought for a while, and replied: "I will definitely be able to do it."

Although she didn't know what was going on in the outside world, but when she thought of the prosperity of Kangxi and Yongqian, she knew that what Kangxi wanted to do would definitely be achieved.

"For the past two rounds of my tour, I have gone out in private, and I have met people who plant weeds to sell children." Kangxi felt a little heavy.

He sighed: "They said that at the end of the Ming Dynasty, there were many refugees and displaced persons. There were a lot of people who sold their children and sold their daughters."

When it came to this topic, he was a little heavy: "I heard that at the end of Ming Dynasty, there were people who broke bones and turned them into cooking, and changed their sons to eat, and there were many cooks."

"Xing, the people suffer. Death, the people suffer." Umalu sighed.

He closed his eyes, but seemed to be looking at the world through layers of palaces: "Yes, Erinzhu, the world is prosperous, and the people are suffering. When it is dead, the people are suffering."

Kangxi is a very civilized person, he does not stand still, he admits many things.

He is open-minded, progressive, and unafraid to look directly at his own flaws.

He can clearly realize that if the Qing Dynasty does not make progress, after hundreds of years, the Qing Dynasty must die of its own self-importance.

Because the West is making progress.But the Qing Dynasty stagnated.

If you don't move forward, others will surpass you sooner or later.Those who travel thousands of miles accumulate in small steps; the nine-story platform starts from the end of a millet.

By that time, Western countries may not be willing to let the Qing Dynasty go.

Even if you are willing to let it go, it is so stupid and pathetic to entrust the life and death of your own country to the mercy of other countries.

The Qing Dynasty can only escape the common ending of the feudal dynasty only if it is progressive and not corrupt.

Every time he reads the history books, he realizes something in his heart. He knows that the one who destroys the Ming Dynasty is not the Qing Dynasty, but the corrupt officials of the Ming Dynasty, who were corrupt, greedy and foolish.

This is the case in the last days.

There is a way in the world, and saints become Yan.There is no way in the world, and there is no way for saints to live.

One day the Qing Dynasty will be replaced by other courts.At that time, the end of the Qing Dynasty was no different from the end of the Ming Dynasty.

"The one who destroys the Six Kingdoms is the Six Kingdoms, not Qin.

Those who belong to the Qin family are Qin, not the world.

If each of the six countries loves its people, it will be enough to reject Qin; if Qin can love the people of the six countries again, it will be handed over to the third generation and can be the king for ten thousand generations. Whoever wins will destroy the family?

The people of Qin had no time to mourn for themselves, and later generations mourned; what later generations mourned without learning from it, also made future generations mourn for future generations again. " Kangxi muttered to himself.

This is the content in "A Fang Gong Fu".

Kangxi remembered it very clearly, and he felt something in his heart: "Perhaps, when the later monarchs of the Qing Dynasty cannot govern the world and be co-lords, they will be just another last dynasty."

He wondered from the bottom of his heart: "Perhaps there is nothing eternal in this world, so dynasties will change by themselves."

Rather than saying that he is talking to Umalu, it is better to say that he is talking to himself: "I know that everything is like a dream, like dew is like electricity. The Qing Dynasty will disappear one day, but before that, I always Do something more."

Umalu hugged his neck, huddled in his arms, and said softly: "Then I will do it, to create a peaceful and prosperous world."

She smiled slightly: "One generation has one generation's work to do. Even if we can see hundreds of years later, what we can manage is only the hundred years of living."

　At the age of famine, people sell themselves as meat in the market, called "vegetable people".There is a person who is attached to a certain family, and his wife suddenly took three thousand money with her husband, so she returned quickly, and left with tears in her eyes.Husband traced it, his arm was broken and he was hanging in the market

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