Every day I just want to hold the fourth master's thigh tightly

Chapter 2357 Ning Xu’s love is not equal to his burden 7

Hongdan sat in front of the coffin until he was almost in a daze.

He seemed to see that his Yaoyao hadn't left, and was still standing there as gentle as before, waiting for him quietly.

Whenever such hallucinations appeared, his eyes lit up, and he couldn't wait to stand up, reaching out to grab her.

But when his arm swung forward, she disappeared instantly like a psychedelic smoke.

Not even a beautiful silhouette was left to him.

This happened repeatedly, and lasted for three full days.

Three days without a drop of water, let alone a ray of sunlight, he no longer has the strength to reach out his hand as decisively and quickly as the first time, his eyes are black and blue, his expression is haggard, and his vision is blurred. When struggling to get up, his body is weak and weak, and he staggers As soon as he got up, he fell down.

There was a heavy muffled sound, and Li Yu hurried in from the outside, seeing the emperor lying on the ground was very distressed.

The emperor loves the empress, and everyone in the world knows it.

No one thought that he would love so deeply.

Even a person like Li Yu, who served him closely every day, never thought that this emperor who was always calm and ruthless would have such a willful and indulgent side that seemed to want to throw everything away.

"Your Majesty, it's cold on the ground, my servant will help you up..."

Li Yu ran over in a hurry and carefully lifted the emperor up from the ground soaked in the cold air, his eyes were sore.

He grew up serving the emperor since he was a child, and he has never seen him in such a distraught state.

In his heart, the emperor has always been proud, confident, radiant, and inviolable... Calm and majestic, has he ever been like this?
Li Yu was heartbroken and wanted to say something to comfort him, but seeing the emperor's state, he didn't know how to speak so as not to make him more sad.

Finally, looking at his dejected appearance, he couldn't help but said: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty has passed away, please take care of your dragon body..."

The word "Niangniang" hurt his heart like a bone-biting pain, and Hongdan suddenly burst into a mournful and furious roar like crazy:

"Get out! Get out of here!!!"

When he threw Li Yu away suddenly, because his body was extremely weak, he staggered and sat down on the ground suddenly, in a state of embarrassment.

Li Yu was so startled that he wanted to help him again, but he pushed him away frantically, his thin face was full of sternness: "Get out!!!"

Because he reacted so strongly, Li Yu was afraid that he would do something to hurt him again, so he turned his head three times and withdrew with extreme anxiety.

The sunlight in the room was once again blocked by Li Yu's entry, and the original darkness and sadness returned.

Hongdan sat leaning against the coffin in a daze, stretched out his arms to hug the square inch tightly, his thin and angular face was pressed tightly against the cold wooden board, his nostalgia was lingering, and there was a hint of extreme madness.

He is forever lost.

……

When Gu Youran arrived, Hongdan's face was serious, and he ordered the officials coldly, "Transport this dragon boat into the Forbidden City in its entirety."

When the ministers heard this, they were puzzled: "Your Majesty, this dragon boat is so big, let alone the Forbidden City, it can't even pass through the city walls of the capital."

Could it be that the city wall had to be demolished before the dragon boat containing the queen's body could be transported into the city?

Demolition of the city wall is also a great crime!
Hongdan shot at him with cold eyes, and his words were like knives: "I don't care what method you use, if anyone dares to disturb the queen's coffin, I will confiscate his family and exterminate his family, dig his grave, and destroy his bones and ashes." !"

"I dare not wait..."

All the ministers knelt down in fear. No one expected that the emperor, who usually had a gentle face, would turn into such a ghastly appearance after the empress passed away.

"Go do it."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

All the ministers knelt down and hurried out in horror.

Now the emperor is like a firecracker who doesn't know when it will go off, extremely dangerous.

Moreover, fierce and ruthless.

Humans stop killing people, Buddhas stop killing Buddhas.

Gu Youran didn't appear until all the officials had withdrawn.

Hongdan looked at his mother, she was as gentle as before, just seeing her felt a warm current in his heart.

The long-lost warmth made him gradually release himself, and when Er Niang walked in front of him, the fragility of his whole body poured out instantly, "Er Niang..."

Gu Youran reached out to hug him tightly, gently stroked his shoulder, comforted him one by one, and said softly: "It will all pass..."

"I can't make it through, I can't make it through again..." Hongdan murmured sadly: "Emiang, my son will never have sunshine in his life..."

"Don't say that..." Gu Youran felt extremely distressed.

Hongdan is the most intelligent and rational among her many children. He can strategize at a young age, kill all directions, and govern the Qing Dynasty in an orderly manner. The country is prosperous and the people are safe...he is very good.

She believes that God will never treat a child who works so hard.

There must be a miracle.

Isn't it a miracle that she can travel through time?

"Eggy, believe in Erniang, everything will be fine, it will definitely be fine..."

……

Due to repeated reminders from the fourth master's letter, Gu Youran saw that her son's mood had stabilized, and went back after a short stay.

After she left, there was another bloody storm.

In order to save their lives, the ministers racked their brains and finally came up with a solution: build a wooden frame on the city wall, lay wooden rails, forcefully use thousands of manpower to pull the dragon boat across the city wall and drag it into the city.

Then a state funeral was held for the Queen.

From sorrow to pain, from pain to anger, from anger to madness, the emperor set off a bloody terror.

Because the emperor loves the empress so much, the clever minister hurriedly went to the memorial to express his condolences, and the emperor scolded him for being a bit of a slut when he moved too slowly.

The emperor found out that two county kings in the clan were not sincere enough in mourning, and even drank and ate meat during the national mourning, so he directly demoted the two to common people, beat them sixty times, and blasted them out of the palace bloody.

All the ministers looked on, horrified.

Afraid that he would also be dismissed by the emperor and beaten to the point of death, he hurriedly cried like a mourning concubine, in great grief.

Hongdan's heart slowly settled down when he heard the mournful wailing of the ministers.

But there are always people who don't feel the seriousness of the matter.

After the emperor fined so many people and beat so many people, a clerk from the Ministry of Rites made a mistake in translating the funeral documents.

The emperor was furious.

Thinking that it was because he disrespected the empress that he made such a low-level mistake, he immediately ordered someone to drag him outside the Qianqing Palace and execute him.

The strong smell of blood floated directly into the court hall from outside the hall, and all the officials were terrified when they smelled it.

Everyone in the Forbidden City is in danger and panic.

But it was Hongdan himself who suffered the most in his heart. He carried out a marathon miss and permanent memorial to his deceased wife.

……

After the death of the empress, the emperor did not go to court for nine consecutive days, and broke the regulations of the Qing Dynasty. He personally proposed the posthumous title of "Xiaoxian" for the empress.

He wrote nearly 30 mourning poems in one month, and decided to continue the memory of the queen until the end of his life.

Hongdan kept the Changchun Palace where the queen lived intact. 100 days after she left him, he came to the Changchun Palace again and looked at the lychee tree he gave her. Pen:
After Nian Yi's work as a match, he died in Sri Lanka in [-] years.

Once the pain is gone forever, you can't know it after Yin and Yang.

Even though the chaff has not been experienced, it is true that we share joys and sorrows.

Shadow and shape are hard to get rid of, living in and out of the way seems to be lost.

Believe that life is like a dream, everything is empty.

Alas!

Don't be sad when life is parted, who will follow when you lose your inner position?
In the strong and powerful handwriting, there are three words of grief: Shu Bei Fu.

……

As soon as March passed and the mourning period expired, although the strict officials were worried, they did not dare to suggest that the emperor should choose the best daughters and establish another queen.

The fourth master brought this matter up to his wife, "He still needs to have his own child, otherwise even if it is adopted by the clan, there will inevitably be court disputes."

Gu Youran understands this truth, but there is no rush for this matter, at least wait until Hongdan's emotions are fully adjusted.Otherwise, with his son's temperament, even if he was filled with beauties in the harem, he would not even take a look.

……

One year after the queen passed away, Hongdan came to Chengde Mountain Resort, and everything he saw was filled with memories.

Even if she is gone, he still feels as if she is by his side. Her gentle expression, her every frown and smile, and the happiness she brings to him will always touch his heartstrings and make him unforgettable.

……

It had been three years since the queen passed away. Under pressure, he accepted the request of the ministers.

Accept the concubine widely and canonize the new queen.

His life has been completely gloomy, and he can only concentrate on being an emperor.

But on the day of great joy, the entire Forbidden City was full of flowers and beams of joy, but there was still that faint wound hidden in his heart.

The Sixth Palace will add new celebrations on this day, which will cause unreasonable memories and bewilderment.

It doesn't mean that the new piano will not be able to catch up in the end, and the old sword will be the same for a long time.

In Changchun Palace, Hongdan looked at the lychee tree, as if he saw her smiling at him standing behind the tree.

He reached out and touched the phantom of nothingness.

Yaoyao, today the Sixth Palace welcomes a new owner, but you are the only one in front of me for no reason.

……

Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, he is 40 years old.

But he couldn't forget the scene of admiring the peach blossoms with her that spring.

I can't forget to smell the sweet-scented osmanthus with her in autumn.

……

At the age of 54, he toured the south again.

I am old, but I can't help but write with tears:
If you don't enter the city for four times in Jinan, you are afraid that once you enter, you will be miserable.

The spring and March are indistinguishable from the extreme drama, and the hatred has not been resolved in 17 years.

He has been to many places in his life, but he vowed never to enter Jinan City again.

It was a place where he was devastated.

He is afraid that he will not be able to control his emotions, and he will be sad all day long.

Yaoyao, it's March again, over the years, I have never forgotten you.

……

At the age of 60, he celebrated his birthday, and the Qing Dynasty was prosperous and prosperous. The birthday banquet was the most grand since the founding of the Qing Dynasty.

In such a bustling environment, he thought: I will celebrate alone in my sixties, and you will be called a virtuous person for a hundred generations.

……

At the age of 73, walking in the tranquility of the imperial garden, he thought happily:

Yaoyao, those happy days with you are getting farther and farther away from me, but I still can't forget how refreshing and artistic we are together.

The way you write poetry is so beautiful.

In addition, I have to admit that your handwriting is indeed more beautiful than mine.

……

Sanqiu don't suddenly, it's sour for a while.

The memory is in the middle, and it is suitable to be called filial piety.

It's hard to describe my whole life, and it's impossible to hope for a hundred years.

Summer and winter nights are only twenty years in the future.

Time flies, Yaoyao, I am already 80 years old.Things are hard in the world, and every day separated by yin and yang is torture. It’s been too long, and I can’t tell you all the experiences and sufferings. The days and nights spent with you are so beautiful, and every time I think about it, I miss you more point.The only consolation is that the wish to meet you will come true in about 20 years.

wait for me.

I love you.

……

Yaoyao, Huang Ama and Huang Erniang went today, and I buried them secretly.Huang Ama's edict stated that they would be buried together, and that they would hold the hand of the Empress... He had written this edict decades ago, so I envied them...

Because the true love between them has never changed, they can stay with the one they love until they grow old.I'm happy for them to see them living happily ever after.

But when I think that the person I want to spend the rest of my life with is no longer there, I feel desolate in my heart.

Yaoyao, I'm 86 years old now, I don't know how long I can live, but every day I live, I miss you, miss you very much, miss you very much...

Yaoyao, shall we meet soon?
……

On February 1799, 2, Emperor Qianlong died in the Hall of Mental Cultivation with a peaceful face at the age of 7.

Shangzun's posthumous posthumous title was "Fa Tian Long Yun Zhi Cheng Xian Jue Ti Yuan Li Ji Fu Wen Fen Wu Filial Piety Merciful Holy Pure Emperor", the temple name was Gaozong, and he was buried in Yuling together with Empress Xiaoxian Chun.

With the closure of the Yuling Underground Palace, the prosperity of Kangxi and Qianlong also came to an end and disappeared in the long river of history.

……

……

Yaoyao, here I come.

I am coming.

I am coming……

The tingling sensation on his arm made Hongdan wake up suddenly, and Hawkeye opened his eyes in an instant, facing the very familiar tent.

He had a slight headache, felt extremely weak, and frowned slightly.

He remembered that he was dead.

He felt the imperial doctor's feathers gently probing under his breath, and then the room was filled with mournful sounds.

He had been immersed in such grief all his life, but he was the happiest when he died.

He thought he was finally dead.

Finally throwing off all the burdens on his ancestors, on Huang Mafa and Huang Ama, he can see his Yaoyao with peace of mind.

But what's the situation now?
He remembered that he was dealing with the White Lotus Sect uprising in the Hall of Mental Cultivation, and now he was rescued again?
Hongdan frowned.

He wanted to see which bastard imperial doctor rescued him!
Simply hateful! !Heinous! !

He suddenly sat up, threw off the quilt, kicked the imperial doctor who had just received the needle, and roared: "Who will you save me back!?"

The whole room was silent.

Hongdan put his hands on his hips sullenly, and was angry for a long time.

In this deathly silence, in the end, he still surrendered to this damned fate, and said discouragedly: "Go and call He Shen to me."

As the emperor for one day, he will be responsible for the Qing Dynasty.

The imperial physician who was kicked down was stunned, and asked: "Your Majesty, who is He Shen?"

Hong Dan was angry: "Minister of Military Aircraft, you don't even know, is it because your medical skills are so good!?"

(End of this chapter)