Clearly, she doesn't want to be a concubine

Chapter 188
At the funeral, Kangxi insisted on cutting braids to express his grief.

From time to time, some courtiers wanted to honor Empress Xiaokang and Empress Xiaokang together in the temple on the grounds that Empress Xiaokang had been promoted for a long time and it was not suitable to move.

University scholar Wang Zhuo said: "Your Majesty is holy and filial. At that time, the empress dowager did not respect Empress Xiaoduan at the same time. How can Empress Xiaokang and Empress Xiaohui be honored at the same time?"

This is the question of Confucian filial piety for thousands of years: How can the biological mother respect the same as the aunt?

Confucianism talks about the monarch, the minister, the father, the son, and the son.

The ruler guides his ministers, the husband guides his wife, and the master guides his slaves.

Since Kangxi chose to restrain the world with Confucianism, he would also be bound by Confucianism.

The Qing Dynasty was talking about masters and slaves.

Naturally, Kangxi could only abide by the etiquette of Confucius and Mencius. He reprimanded the minister who proposed that the two empresses should be respected equally and ordered him to correct it.

Afterwards, the aunt God Lord was added to the birth mother.

Therefore, in the end, the tablet of Empress Xiaohui was added to the tablet of Empress Xiaokang.

He silently watched the ranking of the god masters.

The untimely death of his biological mother was a pain in his heart.However, over the years, Empress Niang has treated him very well.

He looked at Zigong silently.

Umalu had to come to the queen mother's funeral.

What's more, in these years, the Queen Mother has repeatedly turned to her and comforted her.

Umalu stopped half a step away from Kangxi, and she looked at the Empress Dowager Zigong quietly.

When Kangxi heard footsteps, he knew it was her.

He asked her softly: "Do you think I did something wrong?"

Umalu said soberly: "The only thing that cares about is the living."

Talk like a drink.

Kangxi suddenly came to his senses, and said with a wry smile: "Yes, death is like a lamp going out. The only one who can't let go is myself."

Umalu stood silently by his side.

After a while, Kangxi came back to his senses, and reluctantly said: "You are not in good health, you don't need to accompany me like this, you go down and rest first."

Umalu said goodbye.

Kangxi glanced sideways at her leaving back.

There are many times when he suspects that she has no heart, she is more like a perfect puppet made for his wish back then, just covered with a human skin - she is perfect and can give him everything except love.

So, he obviously had everything, but he was still unwilling.

It's a pity that time and space cannot be reversed, and wishes cannot be repeated.

He withdrew his gaze and looked at the Empress Dowager Zigong.

There was a void in his heart.

Tears want to flow, but can't flow a little bit.

There is nothing greater than death in the heart, and there is no sound in mourning.

On December [-]th, Kangxi personally went to Ningshou Palace to drink and offer sacrifices.

Wherever you see, things are different.

After thinking about it, he no longer had any elders alive, Kangxi was overwhelmed with grief, and finally cried out the tears that he couldn't shed before.

Before the ceremony official started to read the sacrificial text, he was already crying until he lost his voice.

Until the sacrificial text was read, he was still sobbing.

Then until the third day of the first month of the next year, Emperor Kangxi lived in Cangzhenmen, did not return to the palace, and kept filial piety for the Empress Dowager.

He never entered the harem, favoring his concubines.

Except for a few concubines, the rest, to him, are just things to kill in his spare time.

On the [-]th day of the first lunar month, the Hanlin Academy reviewed Zhu Tianbao and played again, saying that the reserve position is so important that it cannot be moved like chess.

Kangxi was already grieved because of the death of the Empress Dowager, but when he met such an expressionless Shangzuo, Zhu Tianbao was beheaded with his expressionless face.

In the spring, the leader of the Junggar Tribe, Cewang Allah Butan, sent troops to attack Tibet, and Lhazang Khan asked the Qing Dynasty to send troops to rescue him.

Kangxi invited all ministers to discuss together.

To fight is to fight, but how to fight, who will lead the troops, and how many troops will lead, still need to be carefully studied.

Kangxi already has someone in mind, but he is not in a hurry.Discuss with the ministers.

On the third day of March, the empress dowager died a hundred days ago, and the funeral was over.

Kangxi ordered: "Today's important event is over, and the twelve princes will stop acting as the chief manager of the Ministry of Internal Affairs."

During the period, Kangxi was very satisfied because of Yinxuan's compromise in handling affairs, and praised and rewarded him more than once.

A few days later, on March [-]th, Jiuqing and others went up to pay their respects in the name of the crown prince.

Kangxi wrote the decree in hand and refuted it.

At this time, Yinzhi, Prince He Shuocheng, was ordered to open the Meng Yangzhai Pavilion, and a group of scholars gathered around him.

Later, for some reason, it was reported that Yinzhi named himself the prince.

When Kangxi heard this, he just laughed and ignored him.

The Western Expedition to Galdan has been decided, and it has been handed over to the Minister of Internal Affairs to recruit troops and carry food and grass.

He's not that busy anymore.

Since the people around him passed away one after another, Kangxi was not as diligent as before. He only wanted to cherish the people in front of him.

When he has nothing to do, he will go to various palaces and have a few words with various concubines.

Even several times, Kangxi turned over Umalu's green head card.

Umalu jokingly said: "If you want to come, just come, why bother to flip the sign."

Kangxi shook his head: "It's just that I feel a little bit emotional for a while, we are all old."

Kangxi favored his concubines less and less. He went to most concubines' palaces only to see these women who had been with him for many years.

Time flies by like a horse.

He also had to accept his old age.

Like every old man, he chatted with people from the past.

Everywhere, it is his year.

Kangxi once brought Concubine Yi with him, and talked about that time: "I remember that one year, you accompanied me to fish, but in the end, I didn't catch a single fish."

Concubine Yi said angrily: "Why didn't the emperor say that the servant accompanied you to catch several fish?"

Kangxi smiled.

In such nostalgia, he suddenly let go of his grievances towards Concubine Hui, and lifted Concubine Hui's restraint, but he didn't let her take care of the affairs of the Six Palaces.

Kangxi often chats with Umalu.

"I remember when I went on tour one year, I seemed to have bought you two ceramic dolls. Where are the things?"

Umalu laughed and said, "How long has it been?"

Umalu shook his head and said, "I don't know where it is. If you want it, I'll let them find it."

Kangxi was just here for interest, and asked casually, but he just said forget it.

After chatting and chatting, I don't know how to talk about other concubines.

Kangxi said: "I met Baoyin a few days ago, and she is already old. Thinking about it, she has spent many years in the palace, and she feels a little guilty."

He sighed and said, "When the queen mother passed away again, there are no other Borzigit women in the entire harem except Baoyin."

He sighed heavily.

Umalu didn't answer.

Kangxi said again: "I also thought about whether to reward some gold, silver and jewelry, but I feel that it is a little bit."

Wu Malu heard the string song and knew the elegant meaning, and said: "The harem has not been sealed for many years, you might as well take this opportunity to advance one by one."

She pulled herself out: "I'm used to not caring about these things, and I don't know. You might as well ask the imperial concubine or Sister Rong."

"That's good." Kangxi thought for a while, and said, "It's true that there have been no big seals for many years, and some of them need to be promoted."

Kangxi made up his mind and went to Chengqian Palace to discuss with Tong Jia Cangxue.

Tong Jia and Cangxue never waited to see him, suppressed his impatience, and formally appointed several concubines with him.

Therefore, in April 1718, Kangxi 57th year, Kangxi told the Ministry of Rites that six concubines aged between 60 and [-] years old who had given birth to princes in the harem should be canonized.

The Ministry of Rites sent someone to do it.

On May 28, Li Guangdi, a bachelor, died of hernia at his post.

Kangxi sent Yinqi, Prince of Heshuoheng, to offer condolences, with the posthumous title of "Wenzhen".

Yinqi was ordered to serve tea and wine with Marcel, the minister of the interior, and Li Guangdi, the great scholar of the deceased, and bring a thousand taels of silver.

On the day he learned of Li Guangdi's death, Kangxi couldn't stop sighing.

People around him left one after another, which dealt him a great blow.

He still remembered that when Li Guangdi was in good health last year, he asked Li Guangdi about his candidate for the crown prince, and Li Guangdi recommended Yinhu.

Although he was dissatisfied, he didn't say anything.

Li Guangdi is very good, but he doesn't understand his heart.

However, although the monarch and ministers are renounced, he is old after all, and he can't see the dead.

He sighed, but didn't say anything.

In July, Duke Tunzhu died of illness. Kangxi ordered people to give two saddle horses and two loose horses each, and 2000 taels of silver.Send He Shuoheng Prince Yinqi to send.

When he was young, even though he knew about dead people, he thought it was a common occurrence and didn't take it seriously.

But now that I am getting older, and people around me are leaving one by one, it is inevitable to feel a little bit sad.

At night, he stayed in the Yonghe Palace and sighed: "Human life is too fragile."

"Yes, human life is very fragile." Umalu closed his eyes and was about to fall asleep, but he still replied, "Life itself is a miracle and should not be deprived of it."

"You don't understand, in government...sometimes, you can't do without killing." Kangxi closed his eyes and sighed endlessly.

"But don't kill if you can." Umalu persuaded him again, "You have to forgive others and forgive others."

What Umalu persuaded was not to kill people without reason, not to make a fuss over a molehill, and give a heavy sentence for a misdemeanor.

Kangxi seems to have listened to it. In his later years, he became more lenient in his administration. He often said to ministers, "You have to forgive others and forgive others", and "Don't go deep into everything."

He can't strictly prohibit floating fees and regulating money, and let the fire consumption and deficit of prefectures and counties be lenient.Treat officials as loosely as possible, leading to lax administration, official corruption, national treasury deficit, falsification, whitewashing and exaggeration.

Officials, big and small, become accustomed to playing idle, especially if they care for each other.

Riots and riots occurred in individual areas.

Kangxi talked about this with Umalu in private, saying: "I'm old now, and I have a lot of things to do, but I don't have enough energy."

Kangxi sighed: "There is a saying in the "Tao De Jing": If you want to shed it, you must strengthen it; if you want to be weak, you must strengthen it; if you want to destroy it, you must strengthen it; if you want to take it, you must strengthen it. Of."

Kangxi said: "Others... I can't do it, so I can only do this first... to be a pawn for the fourth son. After the fourth son is in power, I know the nature of those people in private. When the time comes, I should demote and kill them." .”

"No one in the world can't be killed." His expression was a little cold.

Umalu listened in silence.

He sighed: "It's just...that the common people have been wronged."

But he went on to say to himself: "Scraping the bone to heal the wound always hurts more. However, this is the only way to get rid of the root of the disease."

Kangxi looked at Umalu and scratched it with Yu Ruyi: "I'm sorry for the fourth brother, and left him such a big mess."

"But don't worry, before that, I can do as much as I can for him."

Umalu hummed, but said nothing.

Her behavior made Kangxi more at ease.

Kangxi greeted her in advance: "I plan to let Fourteen go for this western expedition."

Kangxi sighed: "This silly boy, if he is pushed to the front of the stage, if he is not sent away, it will inevitably lead to disaster."

He hesitated: "It's just that on the battlefield, the sword has no eyes. After sending it, I can't guarantee that he will come back with good arms and legs."

He made it clear to her: "But if you don't send him away, no matter what job you give him. The eighth and the others will still push him to the front of the stage. I'm afraid they will face off against the fourth in the end, and the brothers will fight against each other, making it embarrassing."

"Okay." Umalu finally spoke, and she said, "You don't have to explain so much to me, I asked him from the beginning, and he is willing to bear the consequences of his choice. Life, death, injury, disability , no matter what, he deserves it.”

"Sometimes, I feel that you are impersonal. But sometimes, I am glad that you are such a person. That's why I can spread these things out and explain them to you." He seemed to think of something that caused a headache "If it was an ordinary woman, I would never say these things to them. If I can't say a few words, it will cause headaches."

But Umalu said: "I heard that in order to wish you a happy birthday, sister Yi donated several thousand taels of silver and three hectares of [-] mu of incense land to rebuild the Maitreya courtyard in Yongfengtun outside Deshengmen."

She persuaded him: "Even though sister Yi can't share the same interests as you, it's not a lie that she is sincere for you. Just let her go."

Kangxi stared at her for a while: "You are Lan Xinhui, dignified and magnanimous, enough to honor the world."

Umalu smiled and said, "I'm not interested in that."

Kangxi snorted: "Yes, you are not interested in this, you are only interested in cultivation, why don't you see you soaring in the daytime."

Umalu was not annoyed either, and said with a smile, "Isn't this an answer to you, and I want to come back to save you?"

Kangxi snorted, "If you don't agree with me, then leave, right?"

Umalu nodded: "Naturally."

She repeated the old saying: "You asked me back then, if I were Weaver Girl, would I put on a feather coat and leave? My answer has never changed."

Kangxi once again understood that she was not afraid of him, nor did she love him, but only responded to him, so she stayed.

She seemed to regard herself as some god, Buddha and Bodhisattva, and she stubbornly wanted to save him.

In other words, it was his stubborn reluctance to let go.

If he said that he was willing to let go, I'm afraid she would leave without looking back.

He asked unhappily: "If it wasn't me, but someone else, made such a request to you, would you stay?"

Umalu thought about it seriously, then nodded.

Her eyes were as clean as they met for the first time.

She never changed, and she never let those things cloud her eyes.

Kangxi wanted to be angry, but felt that it was something she could do.So that little bit of anger dissipated.

The fact that he was no different to her was discouraging and somewhat comforting to him.

In this world, there are some people who will never change no matter what.

Although he is not, it is enough to meet him fortunately.

He closed his eyes: "Go to sleep."

The two slept on the same couch.

The good concubine Wei Jianyue was buried in the concubine's garden in Jingling at noon on August [-] of that year.

　High emotional quotient: listen to the strings and know the elegance
　　Low EQ: As soon as he took off his pants, I knew what he was going to fart
　　
　
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