The Biography of Concubine Wen Xi in Qing Palace

Chapter 787 Floating Life ([-])

In the past, I saw that Empress Dowager Xiaozhuang and Empress Dowager Renxian believed in Buddhism, and Wan Lai was just an old custom of the Horqin tribe.

Now that I have reached this age, I realize that I am more polluted by the mundane world, and I also look forward to burning incense and reciting a Buddhist scriptures to cleanse my soul and let go of it.

The main hall of the Yonghe Palace has a niche for the Buddha. The statue of the reborn Buddha is made of pure gold by the emperor's order, and the base is lined with curved golden nanmu.

Wan Yu knelt in front of the altar, holding a string of tourmaline beads in her hands, and two volumes of Buddhist scriptures in front of her knees, chanting Buddha one after another.

Shuang Ruo walked in slowly, winked at the maids serving on both sides to signal them to back down, walked to Wanyu's side and said softly, "Queen Mother, you have been kneeling for half an hour, carefully hurting your knees."

Wanyu slowly raised her eyes to look at her, and smiled slightly: "Did you bring the things?"

Shuang Ruo shook the plain white cloth bag in his hand, nodded and said: "I found them according to the Queen Mother's order. A fire was set up in a corner of the courtyard. Does the Queen Mother want to go immediately?"

Wan Yu shook her head, sighed like a quiet wind: "No need, just stay here."

Shuangruo supported Wanyu to get up with difficulty, Wanyu took the cloth bag from her hand, took out a handful of dark yellow paper money, rolled it up slightly and put it on the candle, lit it, and slowly put it on the basin at her feet inside.

"How long has it been?" Wan Yu seemed to ask herself, and said in a calm tone: "How long has it been since Elder Sister?"

Shuangruo replied sadly: "Empress Xiaozhao passed away in the 17th year of Kangxi, and now 45 years have passed."

Wan Yu nodded, with a bitter smile on her face, she took out the yellow paper and lit it again: "Where's Lin Lan?"

"Nearly thirty years."

"Yeah, in a flash, all these years have passed." Wanyu smiled, and put the paper money into the copper basin one by one, the fire reflected her cheeks flushed, "What did Concubine Yi say?"

Shuangruo sneered and said, "People are crazy, they stuffed grass roots and tree bark into their stomachs. In fact, the empress could have tolerated her."

Wan Lai caressed her half-haired hair, said a word to the Buddhist altar, and then sighed: "In front of the Buddha, those words of beating and killing are inevitable."

Ash dust from paper money landed on the dark blue Nine Dragons and Twelve Phoenix skirts. She flicked it off casually, and murmured to the flames with a smile: "Eldest sister, Lin Lan, everything I have now It's all good, and the children are also good. These days I often dream of you. I really miss you. My body has been suffering for so long because of a resentment. Now that the person I resent is gone, I feel empty in my heart. I Understood, I will look for you soon."

"Queen, these words are unlucky, so don't dare to speak nonsense."

"Unlucky?" Wan Yu chuckled and shook her head, and said lazily, "In the Forbidden City, everyone thinks that inauspicious words are bad luck, but I have never seen anyone think that something dishonorable is bad luck. Birth, old age, sickness and death are all achievements. The mortal body is for liberation. If this is considered unlucky, then wouldn’t the world be full of filthy things?”

When Shuang Ruo heard what she said, she couldn't help feeling a little sentimental.Seeing that the paper money in the cloth bag was about to be burned, he changed the subject and said with a toothy smile: "Master Shi delivered a letter, Fujin Youxi is more than three months old."

"Oh?" Wanyu raised the corners of her lips and counted the days with her fingers: "It's May now, and the child was born in November. It's the first winter day when the emperor changed his year name to Yongzheng. It's very interesting." Good." She said, raising her eyes to look at Shuangruo: "You still remember that when Yin was a child, he liked to look at the snow the most. When he saw Xue's ideas, he couldn't move."

Shuang Ruo smiled: "Your maidservant remembers, remembers everything."

"The grandchildren are growing up one by one, can we not grow old?" Wanyu took Shuangruo's hand, and the master and servant walked slowly towards the warm seat.

After getting rid of the heavy restraints on the bottom of the flower pot, Wan Yu leaned cross-legged on the warm seat, pointed to the vacant seat beside her, and said to Shuangruo: "Sit down and talk with me for a while."

She no longer calls herself Aijia, and just saying "I" instantly brought her close relationship with Shuangruo closer.

She has served Wanyu all her life, and she is a little older than Wanyu.On weekdays, he regards Wanyu as his master and loves Wanyu as his own sister.

In the deep palace and forbidden courtyard, it is hard to find people's hearts.Heartfelt servants are especially valuable.

She didn't refuse, she helped Wanyu's hand, and sat together under the Ling window, leaning on the comfortable goose feather cushion, and poured a cup of tea for Wanyu: "Taste the Queen Mother, this is what the concubine Xi entrusted to her, Ama. Tea found outside the palace. It is fresh."

Wan Lai took a small sip, the tea was mellow and mellow, bringing back memories of the past.

This familiar taste is the tea that Niu Hulu mansion roasted by itself in the past.

Since entering the palace, she has never tasted this taste again: "Her father and daughter have a heart. This tea has never been drunk since entering the palace at the age of 13."

Shuang Ruo nodded knowingly: "It was made by the Empress Dowager's mother's family. Ling Zhu found the old recipe and made it by comparison."

Wan Lai took a sip, but didn't drink any more, she just held the teacup in her hands and played with it: "Things are different, people are different, if you try to find the old taste, you won't be able to find it again."

As she spoke, she seemed to think of something, and suddenly smiled brightly: "You know, jokes were made before because of this tea."

Shuangruo looked at Wanyu with a smile on her face, and heard her slowly say: "When frying tea, there are three pots, the raw pot, the second green pot, and the cooked pot. The three pots are connected and operated sequentially. I remember that at that time, Ling You only entered the mansion. , always want to help the servant to do something. What can he do at such a young age? As long as the servant in charge looks at the pot of frying tea, he will be in a hurry."

"By the time he came back, Lingyou had roasted the tea black, and all of them were scorched in the pot, and the kitchen was filled with the smell of smoke. Ama thought it was a fire in the kitchen, and called the servants of the mansion to join him I lifted the water tank and poured it in. When I was young, I couldn't help leaning forward to have a look when I heard the movement. When I went, Lingyou was coming out of the kitchen with his head drooping. I saw a piece of water hanging on his face. A piece of dirty black ash, soaked and standing there, made me laugh out loud."

She recalled the past and smiled knowingly.Shuang Ruo saw it in her eyes, and sighed unconsciously: "Now the queen mother can only smile so heartily when she mentions him."

"It's not that you'll be happy when you mention him." Pointing at her chest, Wan Yu said slowly, "He's always been here. I'm thinking from the bottom of my heart, always happy. These days, I always think of many people and things Son. I will think of Shuyu, Yunshan, Ru Naren, Xiyi, and I will also think of Wenyin, Yunchan, Eldest Sister, and Linlan."

She paused, her eyes dimmed and she said: "There is also Xuan Ye."

"They turned into small shadows, circling and circling in my mind. I didn't think that these people are gone now."

"I still think of many times in the mansion, but many of those times were spent with Tong Lingyou."

(End of this chapter)