Chapter 12 Chapter One

It's late at night, all the soldiers on the paddock have returned to the dust, the mountains, forests and wilderness are quiet, savoring the vicissitudes of their own years.The red leaves in late autumn dye the green hills, the twilight spreads, and the forest wind blows.Nature is ever-changing. Although the seasons are regular, there will be unexpected disasters.Just like a person, from birth to death, there are too many unpredictable joys and sorrows during the growth process. Nalan Rongruo, a sad poet, his heart always yearns for the tranquility of the mountains and rivers.When he saw the artistic conception of forest springs, deep valleys, pines and cypresses, ancient temples and pavilions, red leaves and empty mountains, he always felt that his previous life should belong here.Or a Taoist priest with white hair and eyebrows, gathering herbs on the cliff among the clouds, and Panasonic playing chess with Qingfeng.Or an eminent monk with straw sandals and bamboo sticks, cooking tea in the bamboo forest, sleeping in the flowing spring and enlightening the mind of Zen.But in this life, he is an amorous poet, with a noble lineage, unrivaled talent, and a virtuous wife.He didn't even understand why he was still sad.Maybe it's really just to repay the debt, the world of mortals is the responsibility, and it can be completely ended when the destiny is exhausted.

Nalan's responsibility is to accompany Emperor Kangxi and obey his orders at any time.Nalan found that Emperor Kangxi showed his wise and wise side in front of other courtiers, and every time he was with him, he mostly drank wine and tea, recited poems and wrote lyrics, showing his elegance, Almost nothing to do with government.This made Nalan feel deeply depressed, and felt that in the eyes of the emperor, he was just a romantic poet who wanted to express his happiness, and he did not have the talent to help the world and the country.Although he is indifferent to fame and fortune, a man who is proud of his talents will not be willing to play such a role.

At this moment, Nalan was drinking tea with Kangxi, and the night was quiet, only the sound of burning firewood in the campfire and the last soft chirping of autumn insects could be heard.They talked about the culture of tea and the culture of pots. This emperor who is in charge of the world above the court only hopes to see the purity of his heart in a cup of clear tea.He ascended the throne at the age of eight, and took charge of the government at the age of fourteen. He pacified wars and chaos, emphasized agriculture, repaired water conservancy, promoted culture and education, and compiled classics.Every time Nalan was with this young emperor, he would sigh to himself.

This made Nalan feel that every person is born with his own mission.Kangxi was born in an emperor's family. When he ascended the throne, he was doomed to no longer belong to himself alone. He was the emperor of all people in the world.Nalan Rongruo was born in the prime minister's mansion, and he also has an extraordinary mission, but his character is not suitable for being a marquis and worshiping a prime minister.Maybe Kangxi understands this better than anyone else, so he regards Nalan as a close friend, the kind of friend who can make friends with each other.Nalan is a landscape, Kangxi doesn't seem to need him to have the ability to help the country, but only wants him to be by his side like a cut moon, a piece of beautiful jade, and a white cloud.When he is bored and tired, it can be like a breeze, adding a little bit of clarity and tranquility.

Kangxi also interceded with him, the women in the harem, he couldn't do without the queen, and couldn't forget the imperial concubine, but his favorite was Concubine Jing.Concubine Jing, Nalan's green plum cousin, a woman who is clean and as light as autumn water.Kangxi knew that Concubine Jing was Nalan's cousin, and even knew that she had been confining her heart, perhaps because of this suave talent.But he didn't want to pursue the truth, because he told Nalan that Concubine Jing was the only woman who could make him bow his head for love and give up everything for love.But she is always so calm, like a lake without waves, not a single wave can be seen.That coldness and warmth made him unable to find any reason to be angry.

Nalan can't help but think of that little girl, the girl with whom he was childhood sweetheart and childhood sweetheart.Perhaps because of the passage of time, his feelings for Cousin Qingmei have changed a little.Because the beautiful wife who accompanied him was beautiful, gentle, mature and introverted, and his cousin seemed to be always the pure white pear blossom and the pure lotus in his heart, which made people unbearable to desecrate.He even felt that his cousin should fall in love with Kangxi, and should be more handsome and beautiful with him, and stay together.Some fate is destined to be short or long, and after the fate is over, it will no longer be that kind of taste.Nalan didn't understand whether he had overestimated himself or if his cousin had already sealed him in her heart, using her needles and threads to sew the memories of the past tightly and airtight.Her calmness now is just to let herself live in peace in the harem, she is protecting herself.

Nalan has always wanted to leave her cousin Qingmei in the corner of time, and when no one is around, she happens to think of it, like drinking a pot of green plum wine.He is ashamed of his thoughts.With worldly eyes on his back, he thinks he can be free and easy, regardless of everything.In fact, they are all excuses to cover up the pride and fragility in his heart. He is rebellious, but he has no courage. He straightens his back, but always bends down accidentally. This is the mundane, he tried his best to make himself live gracefully in the rough, and live peacefully in the hustle and bustle, but he still couldn't take off the rich and luxurious clothes, and couldn't do without the fireworks in the world.He used to think that he was really the branch of plum blossoming in the cold, lingering with the frozen snowflakes day and night, but in the end, on the intricate road of life, he went astray and became a decoration for the emperor, a little proud and embarrassed, Some pleasurable pain.

He flipped through the pages, thinking of Tang Xuanzong and Concubine Yang, Kangxi and Qingmei, himself and Yimei.Many regrets and entanglements intertwined in the cold and warm world, causing waves in his heart.Love in the world, regardless of dignity, whether you are an emperor or a commoner, love is equal.The majestic and majestic palace is even colder than the simple chaimen hut. Tang Xuanzong, the Ming emperor of a generation, once swept the world, but in the end he couldn't save a woman he loved in Maweipo.As an emperor, he can call the wind and rain with a scepter, but he has unknown helplessness and sorrow.After playing a neon dress and feather dress, Yang Yuhuan cut herself off with her long water sleeves.She looked at Xuanzong with full temples and hair, as if even tears and sighs were superfluous.The emperor who once swallowed mountains and rivers with anger, in the end, can only rely on women to exchange for the country and peace.Those so-called hot-blooded men always attribute all their faults to their confidante, as if all the disasters were caused by their confidante.

Maybe Qingmei's calmness and indifference are right. In the harem, the emperor's favor is a sharp sword that can pierce the heart, and poison that can pierce the intestines.Nalan knew that what she wanted was an ordinary life, to live a simple life with her beloved man in the world of fireworks, and to talk about her thoughts with a bird, a vine, a courtyard wall, and a moon.But he still failed her after all, thinking of this, Nalan wrote a poem. If life is only as it was first seen, why is the autumn wind sadly drawing a fan.Waiting for leisure to change the old man's heart, but the old man's heart is easy to change.

If life is just like seeing it at first sight, this sentence is shocking.Think about men and women in this world, from meeting to falling in love, and from falling in love to relying on each other, how many people can withstand the ordinary fleeting years?No one can conclude that their emotions will remain the same as before.Those who have gone to the end and are indifferent to sorrow and joy will always sigh, if life is only as beautiful as the first meeting, as beautiful, as longing, as tender.We are all ordinary people with seven emotions and six desires, where there is love there will be hatred, where there is gathering there will be separation, and where there is a beginning there will be an end.So, one day, we will all go the opposite direction, and our whereabouts are unknown.

The days in the paddock were not long, but Nalan felt that it had been several years.He has no heart to appreciate the beauty of nature, because he misses his beloved wife day and night.By parting, you can clearly see the true love in a person's heart. The person you care about day and night must be your destined lover for life.In his heart, except for the dusty corner that was given to Qingmei, the rest was filled by Yimei, even his loneliness in front of the emperor and the emptiness deep in his heart were filled.Love, when we have never met, we may not know what it is, once we meet, we can never leave. As soon as the hunting trip was over, he galloped back home.When Yimei saw Rong Ruo standing in front of her with a few fallen leaves in her arms, all she could pay back was a few lines of tears.Xiao Biesheng is newly married, and his beloved wife washes his guest robes for him, cooks wine for him with green plums, lights up lamps and incense for him, and plays the piano for him.In the red silk tent, flowers are blooming together, and mandarin ducks are flying together.Nalan deeply understands that he can't be a general and prince who will be famous through the ages, he is only suitable to be a gentle poet, lingering in love day and night.He came to the world to repay his love debt, his luxurious background and unrivaled talent are all to make his life thrilling and extraordinary. Under the moonlight in Huaqing, Nalan filtered the filth of the world and purified his soul time and time again.He knows that the real happiness is those times hiding behind the mundane.He loves deeply, but he still sighs that life is just like the first time he saw it.