[Comprehensive] The Giant of the Red Chamber

Within two days of being conferred the title of empress, Kangxi's health deteriorated rapidly. The prince and grandson waited on him in turn, and did not dare to leave easily. On the morning of November 61th, [-], Kangxi woke up in good spirits, with a complexion. It was also rare rosy, and even had a big appetite, eating up more than half of the few side dishes and snacks that Jiang Yingrong personally cooked.All the people in front of them felt a thump in their hearts, knowing that this phenomenon is probably a flashback.

After breakfast, Kangxi even took two steps in the garden with Jiang Yingrong's support. Most of the gardens in winter are bare and yellow. Except for evergreen plants such as pines and cypresses, there is rarely green, let alone other bright colors. Mixed with the cold winter wind, it is really not a good time to visit the garden.But Kangxi was in a good mood, he kept holding Jiang Yingrong's hand and refused to stop. Behind him, a group of court ladies and eunuchs followed from a distance, quietly as if they didn't exist, leaving enough space for the two of them.

"It's only now that I feel that such a leisurely life is the life I should live. I have been in office for sixty or ten years. Looking back carefully, except for this half month, there is no moment that really belongs to me." Kangxi sighed, since he was eight years old From the moment he sits on the throne, he no longer belongs to himself, and all his time, energy, emotion, and will will be dedicated to the Qing Dynasty until his death.So at this moment, it is rare to have a short period of time that belongs to him alone. Kangxi finally showed a relaxed and willful look, hoping that the time would pass slowly and slowly, holding Jiang Yingrong's hand tightly and strolling in the garden. It was a little shriveled and stiff, but the hand in his hand was still smooth and soft, which made Kangxi reluctant to let it go.

"If Lord Long Live likes it, let's stay here for a longer period of time. There are ministers from the previous dynasty, and concubines Hui and Concubine Yi in the harem. Most of them are established rules, and there will be no troubles in the leisure time. The concubines will accompany the Lord Long Live here. A few more days of laziness, Long Live Lord can learn how ordinary people’s family members fish and play chess, and my concubines can also learn from common people’s women to wash hands and make soup for Long Live Lord, okay?” The person supporting him has already approached Jiang Yingrong felt a bit blocked when the oil was exhausted. This passage was sincere, but it could only be a good wish. This person was destined to leave one day, no matter sooner or later, she was just following the fateful trajectory.It's not that Jiang Yingrong can't help Kangxi to live longer, but she is as shrewd as an emperor, and she is still an emperor through the ages. As long as Jiang Yingrong takes a little action, she will definitely find out the clues. She is the kind of person who made such mistakes, and she can always show her ruthless and cold side when making others think she is extremely sympathetic.

Kangxi patted the clasped hands of the two with the other hand hanging by his side, as if listening to Jiang Yingrong: "Okay!"

Kangxi doesn't have any regrets about unfulfilled wishes at the moment. As an emperor, he will dedicate his whole life to the Qing Dynasty, eradicating Oboi, pacifying the San Francisco, attacking Tsarist Russia in the east, conquering Galdan in the west, unifying Taiwan, Taiwan, and Qin. The government loves the people and benefits the country. Kangxi has done his best; as a father, his sons are flourishing, and there are countless outstanding children and grandchildren. The only trouble is that each of his sons is too good. In the past few years, there have been constant disputes over the reserve position, and because of his status as a king, he had to be ruthlessly tempered and suppressed. Maybe his father is not qualified enough, but if Kangxi is given another chance, his choice will not change, and he will be the king first. As a father, he is destined to be unable to be a benevolent father; as a man, he was supported by the Empress Dowager when he was young, supported by Hesheli when he was young, and accompanied by Dehui when he was old, accompanying him to the future. At the end of his life, he had someone to accompany him all the way, and he was not alone. Compared with the emperors of all dynasties, he was definitely much luckier, but for his last little selfishness, he was afraid that he would take the Hesheli family completely.

As young couples, Hesheli and Kangxi, it would not be too much to say that Kangxi has deep feelings for them, but Hesheli left in an extremely tragic way at such a young age, which marked the heart of the young Kangxi. An obliterated brand is like a cinnabar mole on the heart. The longer it goes on, the more timeless it becomes, the more unforgettable it is, and the more tormenting it is. What Kangxi misses may not be the real Hesheli, but the one he has beautified for many years. Hesheli, a vain Hesheli.However, once there is such a person who appears strongly in another way, rendering a strong color, and occupying Kangxi's heart a little bit, he can no longer ignore it, and this person will always accompany Kangxi in the second half of his life. Left and right, at this time, Hesheli in memory has become an insignificant existence, and only the real people around him are the most important. This is the result of a smart person's choice.

So Kangxi felt that he was lucky, and even had a faint doubt in his heart, but he was willing to persuade himself to ignore this doubt and trust this person who had been with him all the time. From the moment he was born, Kangxi had never been willful. Willful this time, and he also believes that his willfulness will not bring unpredictable disasters.

It seemed like a relaxed conversation, but there was a sense of promise in it, but both of them knew that this "yes" might not come true, so Liang Jiugong, who bowed and followed behind, listened to the faint conversation coming from the front , because of old age with a trace of cloudy eyes and crystal tears pouring out, even if the master he has served all his life goes to another world, he has to accompany him to serve him, otherwise what should he do if he is cold, hungry and thirsty?A young eunuch hurried forward and whispered something, Liang Jiugong hurriedly wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with his sleeve, there was no problem on his face, and he sped up his pace slightly to catch up with the master in front.

"Long live, Castiglione's painting has been finished and presented."

When Kangxi heard this, he pulled Jiang Yingrong back excitedly, "Let's go, follow me to have a look."

Jiang Yingrong remembered that two days ago, the two of them sat in full armor for more than an hour, just to let Castiglione make a picture of the emperor and empress. They used Western oil paintings with rich colors, and it seemed to be this one.

When the two returned, Castiglione was waiting on the sidelines. Two little eunuchs were slowly unfolding the huge painting, one on the left and the other on the right. The expression is vivid, Kangxi deliberately painted it younger, Jiang Yingrong is not much different from the current appearance, and looks more suitable than reality. The two people in the painting stand together with an indescribable taste, as if there is something in you I have you in me, with entangled and overlapping breaths. It is not like the majesty and solemnity of the paintings of emperors and empresses in the past. On the contrary, they look more vivid and vivid. The two people seem to be alive. People are deeply emotional.

Kangxi stepped forward to stroke the painting that still smelled of ink, and nodded in satisfaction. It seems that choosing Castiglione, a foreigner, to paint is the right choice. It is said that foreigners are romantic and good at expressing feelings. This is indeed the case. Even better than Kangxi expected.If he was selected from his family's court painter, Kangxi would know what those people would paint the two of them without thinking about it, and he would definitely try his best to show his majesty and Dehui's dignity. The paintings he really wanted.

When Jiang Yingrong saw this painting, she couldn't help but run away in her heart. If this painting can be passed down smoothly, after 200 years, there will be a large number of people thinking about how the last empress of Kangxi had a deep love for Die Luan with him. The love story between the two is so beautiful and enviable. I am afraid that there are endless kinds of brain supplements. If you don't wait for her to leave this painting quietly, you have the right to keep it as a souvenir.Although she has the title of Wu Ya, she feels uncomfortable when she thinks about all kinds of stories that future generations are about to make up, and that the Qing Dynasty has another love saint. Unfortunately, Kangxi's next words made Jiang Yingrong dispel The intention of painting.

"I want this painting to be buried with me."

Looking at Kangxi's slightly satisfied look, Jiang Yingrong comforted herself: the dead are the greatest, and it's better not to destroy people's wishes.

The one that was presented to Kangxi was Castiglione's most satisfying one. Although he first painted a semi-finished painting according to the empress that day, he always felt that something was missing after returning home. Finally, he took a long time to draw the one in front of him, and Lang Shining is going to secretly treasure the remaining ones. Although those few pictures are not perfect, they are considered masterpieces.

After Lang Shining's inspiration burst out, he painted the picture of the emperor and empress in one go. Taking advantage of the rest of his energy, he imagined how he would normally visit Kangxi, and drew a few more Kangxi's daily paintings, or commenting on memorials, or reading, or writing, He even drew a few other works for Jiang Yingrong according to the costumes of the concubines in the harem. After unfolding them one by one, Kangxi was satisfied with each one.

Then the two tacitly ordered each of them to put away each other's paintings, as if they were going to treasure each other.

After watching the painting, Kangxi seemed to have fulfilled his last wish, expressing that he was a little tired. He took a nap under the service of Jiang Yingrong, and when he woke up again, he called Liang Jiugong to him and asked him to summon all the kings and ministers to come to face the saint. They all waited for Kangxi to summon him at any time, and finally heard that the news came very quickly. Liang Jiugong took out the three imperial decrees of Manchu, Han and Mongolia that Kangxi had drawn up a long time ago, and announced on the spot that the fourth son of the emperor, the first son of the middle palace, would succeed him.

Afterwards, ignoring the requests of the kings and ministers to serve them closely, they drove everyone out, even Liang Jiugong was no exception, leaving only Jiang Yingrong alone. Before, being held tightly by Kangxi, listening to his heavier exhalation, his eyes turned red unconsciously, and he looked at Kangxi with a good eye, for fear that the person on the bed would disappear in a blink of an eye.

"I just hate...meeting you...meeting you too late." Kangxi's words were already vague, and Jiang Yingrong could only barely hear them clearly by leaning her ear on him. This sentence made Jiang Yingrong's body involuntarily There was a moment of stiffness, although it quickly returned to normal, but Kangxi felt it.

"I know... I know that you treat my sons... as if they are juniors. After I leave... I will rely on you... to protect them one or two. I am worthy of the country and society in my life. Du... I am ashamed of the princes, fortunately,... fortunately, I have you, I... don't worry,... don't worry..."

Jiang Yingrong listened to Kangxi's dying words with complicated emotions, but she didn't say a word. This was the second time she lost her horse, and Kangxi didn't seem to want her to speak. She tried her best to continue:

"I have left a decree for Yi, and I will..., I want to be buried with you in the future." Kangxi raised his head slightly, stared at Jiang Yingrong with wide eyes, and the strength in his hand involuntarily increased, obviously asking for her approval.

Jiang Yingrong nodded, and Kangxi felt relieved when he saw it, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Do you have fine print?" Kangxi asked again without thinking.

But Jiang Yingrong understood what he wanted to know, murmured for a while, and finally said softly: "Rongrong, the small characters are Rongrong." Kangxi was saving her the last protection, did not expose her completely, just wanted to ask in this way her real name.

"Rongrong..., Rongrong...Rongrong..." Kangxi was finally satisfied. He took Jiang Yingrong's hand, his pupils became dilated, and he gradually closed his eyes. Jiang Yingrong leaned over and kissed Kangxi's mouth softly, road:

"Rongrong thank you Long Live Lord for your kindness!"

Jiang Yingrong's thoughts were a little confused, and her head was also in an unprecedented chaos. She gently leaned on Kangxi, who was already lifeless, and opened the door with stiff steps until her body temperature gradually turned cold, "The emperor is dead!" Two tears followed the trend dripping.

The kings and ministers kneeling outside, eunuchs and court ladies immediately fell on the ground and cried bitterly!