Chapter 11 Chapter 5 The Imperial Guard
The years are silent, but there are traces of the days, and every day truly exists.Although all the sorrows, joys, honors and disgraces will be turned into smoke, but in the end, life will be covered with dust and covered with green.The dust and green are the traces, the warmth, sadness and joy.In the eyes of the world, if Nalan Rong is a man of endless influence, even though his position is not high, he is deeply favored by the emperor.Nalan is a third-class bodyguard, one of the many chess pieces on the chessboard, although there is no distinction between black and white, it is the one that has been manipulated by the emperor most times.
Nalan followed Kangxi, his intimacy was like a piece of beautiful jade on his body.One is a wise and handsome emperor, and the other is an extraordinary courtier. When everyone casts envious eyes on Nalan, Nalan turns a blind eye.It's not glory, no way.Only Nalan knew the depression in his heart.How could a wealthy son who was unrestrained since he was a child, a literati with unconstrained thinking, and a refined scholar who loved the nature of mountains and rivers, endure the emperor's call to him, the kind of call that came and went when he was called.He felt that he was a slave, a servant, wearing a crown of precious stones but as humble as dust.
Although he was a bodyguard, his responsibility was to protect the safety of the emperor and the palace, but most of the time, when he was with Kangxi, he sang poems with him, drank wine and played chess.Such an elegant mood did not bring happiness to Nalan, because he knew that he was just a book boy at this time.Even if Kangxi regards him as a confidant, once the relationship between monarch and minister is established, they will never be able to sit on an equal footing.Nalan Rongruo was arrogant and arrogant, although she was generous in front of Kangxi, she couldn't ignore the differences between the emperor and his subjects.Therefore, at any time, he is bound in his heart, and he is not free.During this period, Kangxi gave Nalan a lot of rewards, and he also had joy, but after the joy, he still returned to loneliness.
The Forbidden City is like a cage in which countless prisoners are imprisoned.Men and women, big and small, old and young, no matter their status is noble or humble, have lost the most precious freedom in life.Even Kangxi, who is the emperor, has helplessness that ordinary people can't imagine.He is the sun that attracts the attention of thousands of stars, and that kind of fiery arrogance often burns itself like a flame.When he cannot restrain himself, the people around him will inevitably be burned by him.Nalan Rongruo was the injured one, because he was more proud than anyone else, so he was the most injured.
Nalan, who was injured in the Forbidden City, was always unhappy when he returned to Mingfu Garden.Mingzhu and his wife didn't understand, and the servant of Mingfu Garden didn't understand, but his wife, Yimei, could understand deeply.The only thing she can do is to be by his side silently, to accompany him, and reduce the boredom in his heart.When Nalan returned home, he cooked calligraphy to heal his wounds, and made tea to nourish his heart. His beauty and poetry were his confidantes.What he wants is not big waves washing sand and wind and clouds, but just hoping to sit quietly by the window, be boundless and elegant, be a calm literati, write poems and lyrics, play the piano and dance swords, and write books every day, instead of being someone else's prop or chess piece. At the mercy of others, this is not the life he wants.
Another cool autumn year, Kangxi ordered Rong Ruo to go hunting in the western suburbs of Beijing with him.In the Qing Dynasty, the emperor held a grand ceremony when hunting, and the officials who followed him had to show their loyalty and escort them around, and endure hardships and stand hard work.The emperor ordered his ministers to go to Fengguang Hall to express to the ancestors that they would not forget the family law of "Mandarin Riding and Shooting".The emperor wears uniforms, and his entourage also wears uniforms, with bows and arrows. There are more than a thousand people in the mighty team.After selecting the hunting range, the imperial camp is composed of Huangyu Tent, Mantle City and Net City.After the emperor chose Xiaowei, he built a square yellow tent, and set up the emperor's watch city on the periphery.
Before dawn the next day, the Eight Banners Jin clan who participated in the hunting were ready to set up a siege, the yellow flag commanded, the red and white flags surrounded, and the blue flag pressed the formation.According to the agreement, the flags gradually press down on the small encirclement circle, enclose the animals in the circle, and prevent them from escaping.When the hunting begins, the emperor must first mount his horse and chase the wild beasts, followed closely by the princes, ministers and guards.Within the encirclement, the emperor shot one object first to show the emperor's dominance.Afterwards, princes, ministers and princes fought bravely to be the first, searched for prey, and performed their extraordinary abilities.After the hunt is over, the emperor will give various rewards.Thousands of bonfires will be lit in the wilderness, and the soldiers will roast the prey and have a picnic.
After Nalan Rongruo received the imperial edict, his mood was depressed again.Hunting grounds are also his yearning, galloping on horseback, holding a bow and arrow, shooting the prey, then lighting it up and roasting it, drinking wine and eating meat, boundless pride, this is the most open-minded and heroic side of a Manchurian man.But when he was arranged in many guards, a mighty group of people, just to set off a high-ranking emperor, all the enthusiasm and all the dreams were meaningless.
This kind of hunting is not the pleasure of friends, it is just a way for a courtier to please the emperor.But Nalan disdains it, he doesn't want to please the emperor, he just wants to be free and easy.But he is the emperor's bodyguard after all, so he said: "There is a command, so it's not bad." He couldn't give up completely, his behavior was tied to the fate of the Nalan family, his parents and family, so there was Too much and too much involuntary.
Going up to the small building alone, photographing the railings all over, seeing the vastness of the world, ancient and modern mountains and rivers, it is hard to calm down after all.He sighed and chanted "Partridge Sky".
Going up the small building alone with the setting sun on your back, whose jade flute rhyme is quiet?A group of white geese are far away in the sky, and the autumn flowers are all over the ground at a few o'clock.
Shocking the sequence, lamenting the ups and downs, the flowers are like a dream and the water flows eastward.Things in the world are melancholy, don't ask Hengtang about the old tour.
The clear moon rises, and the jackdaws cry coldly.Yimei put on a windbreaker for Nalan, and looked at the vast sky from the tall building, feeling infinitely sad.This is the first time since they got married, they are parting. They hold hands and look at each other. After so many days and nights, they love each other so much that they can't bear any parting, even if it's just for a short time.Nalan hugged Yimei tightly in his arms, thinking of the pain of the imminent parting, he couldn't help feeling sad in his heart.
The geese fly next to the cold clouds, complaining about their return to the south.Who can lean on the mountain road, when the westerly wind is blowing on the temples.
In the morning of Qingqiu, he had gone far away, but she was still watching by the window.She didn't call, because she knew that the emperor's order was hard to break, and he couldn't come back.In fact, she just wanted to sit quietly with him and have a simple meal. What a small wish, but in a family of a prime minister, such a wish is like a dream.
These days, Yimei always dreams, she dreams that there is always a water bank between herself and Rong Ruo, and there is no small boat on the bank.The two people looked at each other from a distance, so close to each other, no matter how they called, they still couldn't hold each other's hand.She doesn't know what such a dream means, Nalan Rongruo is not an ordinary person, so she will do everything to maintain this fate.Although she has a hunch, fate is like flowers blooming and falling, people come and go, and it won't last long.
Nalan was in the midst of the mighty team and felt an indescribable loneliness.This kind of loneliness is related to parting, and more importantly, it is because he doesn't like this position.In fact, the guards accompanying the emperor were regarded as pro-military, and their rank was higher than that of generals from the general army, but no matter what, they could not escape the fate of being slaves.Nalan was too proud, even if he went to the Imperial Academy to study books, he was also working for the emperor, but he stubbornly believed that writing books was a meaningful thing, far better than obeying the emperor's orders.
Even though he was so displeased, he still obeyed the orders of the king, and together with many princes and children in the paddock, leaping on horses and holding bows, snatching prey.After all, Nalan is Nalan. Han Su said that he "mounted his horse and galloped to hunt, and his bow made the sound of thunder, and he hit everything." Xu Qianxue praised him as "a talent in literature and martial arts. Every time he shoots from hunting, birds and beasts will hit him."This time, he was still outstanding, and he shot a tiger with one arrow, which made Kangxi admire him again. He immediately called him the bravest hunter and gave him a saber.
The loneliness among thousands of people is the real loneliness.At night when the bonfire is lit, the tenderness of the starry sky is illuminated, and the emperors and relatives gather together to enjoy the feast on earth.Nalan was fortunate to sit beside the emperor, and he received all the praise and honor, and he also had joy and glory in his heart.Because he is also a passionate man, boldness and passion will surge in his heart.But after all, he doesn't like to make noise in the world, and he knows that there will be shame behind the honor.So he yearns for tranquility and indifference, and the loneliness behind the prosperity is only known by the bright moon in the sky.He is a poet, and only words and sentences can express his business.
The grass on the plain is dry, and after the Double Ninth Festival, the yellow-leaved trees are swaying.I remember Yule's blue silk, when the flowers fell, I once picked up emerald greens, and suddenly remembered blowing the flute.