Chapter 13 Chapter 2 Going Beyond the Great Wall

No matter the twists and turns of fate, or smooth access, it will follow us closely in this life and will never leave.Until the twilight of life, looking back on the past when I was young, it was all in the clouds and in the dreams.So much love and hate, sorrow and joy, in the flowing time, all become moths to the flame, not even ashes.But we are still obsessed with the process, and we have to experience every inch of time, thinking that only the days when we have tasted all kinds of flavors are the complete life. Nalan was trapped in the vortex of fate, unable to control himself.After returning from the paddock, Kangxi promoted him from a third-class guard to a second-class guard.He is not only a handsome and unrestrained military officer, but also a literati with elegant poetry. Perhaps Kangxi's love for him is because he has both civil and military skills.When Nalan Rongruo was envied by everyone, there were also some villains who were jealous.Nalan Mingzhu's status in the imperial court can be described as under one person and above ten thousand people, and he also forged many political enemies during the period.Those people are jealous of Nalan Rongruo, and sometimes even shoot openly and secretly, which makes this sentimental poet feel inexplicably bored from time to time.He is a pure person, and he is unwilling to compete with these people for fame and wealth, but his father's prominent status prevents him from staying out of it.

Therefore, when Kangxi promoted Nalan to the second-class bodyguard, he undoubtedly put the golden shackles and jade chains on him again, just like an extraordinary and refined horse, thrown among thousands of ordinary horses, put on the reins, and could not achieve it Great ambitions and lofty aspirations.Nalan only wants to study in the Hanlin Academy, so that he can be immersed in the fragrance of ink every day. Although he can't be a wild crane, it can also avoid many quarrels.The guard's work was simple and boring, which took up too much energy and time for him. His talent and knowledge were only reflected in the details of his interactions with the emperor, and could not be displayed in a grand way.Nalan Rongruo, a canary in a cage, lived a life of pampering, but lost her freedom and the true value of being alive.

Less than a month after returning from the paddock, Nalan Rongruo was arranged to accompany Emperor Kangxi on a tour outside the Great Wall.It's a long journey, and after this trip, it's the end of the world again, and I don't know when I will be able to return to the capital.Nalan and his wife Lu Shi are naturally inseparable, but the king's order cannot be disobeyed, no matter how much reluctance there is, it is inevitable to part.If Nalan was not born in a wealthy family, without fame and fame, could get along with the one he loves day and night, and live a life of indifferent mountains and rivers, would his poems still be so sentimental?The closer he gets to the world, the more indifferent and alienated his heart becomes.

Riding his horse to raise dust, yellow sand billowing, this should be the first time he has really traveled beyond the Great Wall.His ancestors, who captured the mountains and rivers on horseback, used to herd horses and sheep outside the pass, drink wine and eat meat, and were extremely bold and heroic.But their hearts have always admired the prosperity of the southern country, and coveted the rich and vast rivers and mountains of the Central Plains.Nurhachi, who was born in the sky, rose up with the eight-banner iron hoof and flicked the crown. Later, his son, Huang Taiji, destroyed the strong city wall of Ming Dynasty, and awakened Emperor Chongzhen's dream of an emperor.

The Great Ming Dynasty, which destroyed the Great Wall itself, is like a sunset. After disappearing, there will be a long night. It must be replaced by a brand new dynasty.The sky wind is violent, the ancient road buried in the yellow dust, the battlefield filled with gunpowder smoke, and the blood on the sword are already as calm as the wind.They defeated their cowardice and timidity with wildness, bid farewell to the bitter cold and barren beyond the Great Wall, and sat on the border of civilization to dominate the world.Thinking of this, Nalan couldn't help but feel excited. When he traveled outside the Great Wall, he saw the snowflakes flying all over the sky, the westerly wind and the desert, and the cold moon and bearded beetles, which also added a little bit of sadness to his heart.Along with his itinerary, his words floated beyond the Great Wall and went to the end of the world together.

It's not about being obsessed with light appearance, and the cold place is better.Don't have roots and buds, it's not a rich flower in the world. Nalan's song has a different style compared with his previous Jinghua poems. After all, it is outside the Great Wall, and it is a different customs after all.Nalan compared the snowflakes to the beautiful and red flowers in the world, but their roots and buds do not come from the soil, but from outside the sky.So it is frivolous and frivolous, but when all the flowers are gone, its unique beauty is so amazing.Nalan is this snowflake, which does not belong to the gorgeous and rich world of gold powder, and his beauty cannot be compared with the worldly peonies and peonies.If a snowflake were to lose its cold world and grow together with the flowers, would it survive?And Nalan, who was originally a poet who belonged to the Qingyi mountain forest, let him grow up in a wealthy family and work around Yiluan. Will such a life be happy?

Like a flower growing among the rocks, a fish floating in the shallows, a bird imprisoned in a cage.It's like a fairy falling into the mortal world, a scholar marrying a butcher, and an elegant scholar rushing to the battlefield.No matter how high the honor is given, no matter how luxurious the life is, it is impossible to be happy and happy.Life itself is a mistake, wrong start, wrong busyness, wrong ending.Throwing this cold snowflake in the warm southern country by mistake, watching it melt and die.A romantic and talented man was mistakenly bound to a wealthy family, every day with jade grains and golden water shields, but he was hungry, dressed in luxurious clothes and crowns, but barely covered his body.Knowing that it was a mistake, but in the doomed tragedy, you still have to walk on, even if you survive in a space that doesn't belong to you, you still have to keep breathing.No one can experience the desolation in this prosperity, and even think that all the sorrow and pain are moaning for nothing.

Was Nalan Rongruo really pretending to be in pain?As a poet, his thoughts cannot be judged by ordinary people's standards.Everyone in the world understands that what the mortals need to look for is the artistic conception of snow, moon, wind and flowers, and the bosom friend of high mountains and flowing waters.They regard any luxury that is piled up with makeup, fame and fortune as dust. Their hearts cannot walk side by side with the world of mortals, they can only distance themselves, and pursue a person or thing they can know each other.Just like Xuehua once had a confidante, when Xie Daoyun compared Xuehua to catkins, and was called the talented woman who chanted catkins by the world, she had such a relationship with Xuehua.Now that beautiful woman who chanted Xu has long been pink and ashes, this snowflake from beyond the sky still returns to the loneliness of the past, can it still find another confidant in the troubled world?

Is bosom friend really that important?Since ancient times, how many people have spent their lives just waiting for a bosom friend.When Ziqi died, Boya played the last piece of music in front of his grave, broke the phoenix string, and thanked his bosom friend.The passionate patriotic hero Yue Fei also played the strings of the qin in sleepless nights, uttering a silent cry of "I want to put my heart on the Yaoqin, but there are few bosom friends, and who will listen to the broken strings".Su Shi, who is so talented and laughs at princes, also compares himself to Guhong, and wrote the lonely sentence of "choosing all the cold branches and refusing to live there, the lonely sandbank is cold".A scholar dies for a confidant, and a woman tolerates a person who pleases her.A scholar full of talent and learning needs to find a world of his own to show off the mountains and dews, so how can he be willing to spend his life in a mediocre life?How could a beauty of peerless beauty be willing to make a wedding dress for others if she wanted to find a hero who would abandon the world for her?

Who can regret after Xie Niang's farewell?The parting Xie Niang in Nalan's heart is Qingmei's cousin.Although the feelings towards Qingmei have changed, after all, growing up since childhood, losing her cousin Qingmei is like losing a confidant.He thought of his wife Yimei, whose appearance gave Nalan emotional support and gave him a gentle acquaintance.Today's wandering around the world makes Nalan miss his beloved wife even more. If there is no such intersection, he doesn't know if he can still support the road ahead.Thousands of miles of wind and sand outside the Great Wall is not his hometown. His hometown is in the capital, because the capital has people he cares about.Where is the person the heart is tied to, there is the hometown.Although Nalan said he was a snowflake, this extremely cold place was not his paradise.

He originally wanted to be a person born in the world, walking on the clouds, watching everything in the world indifferently, watching the pedestrians coming and going, watching their joys and sorrows.Unexpectedly, he fell into the deepest world of mortals, was born and grew up in a family that was cooked with fire, and took on a mission in a palace full of flowers and brocades.Such exuberant arrogance and magnificence seem to be urging a splendid death, like fireworks lit in the night sky, like flowers blooming on the branches.Although it is extremely beautiful, it is extremely short, so short that it is just a flash of fireworks, only the distance between one spring and one autumn. A journey through the mountains and a journey through the water, walking towards the bank of Yuguan, with thousands of lamps in the middle of the night. In the vast wilderness, Nalan looked at the snowflakes flying all over the sky, and missed his beloved wife who was far away in his hometown.In the journey without warmth, it is words that allow him to survive.A journey of mountains and rivers, a storm of wind and snow, fresh clothes and angry horses, he is at the end of the world.