Yin and yang are like that.
In 1768, 16-year-old Xiaoxia called her 52-year-old husband, Lord Zhang, a waiter in the Ministry of Rites, to the room, and she lifted the Luo Yi in front of her and said, "Lord Zhang, you give me a child." Master Zhang knelt on the ground with a plop, his head pounding garlic: "I don't dare." ”
In the spring of 1765, Emperor Qianlong went to the south of the Yangtze River, and the prefect of Yangzhou hurriedly handled the greeting matters.
Qianlong drank a little wine and listened to a little song, and suddenly felt a little tired. Suddenly, a beautiful sound of pipa sounded in the distance, and a pleasure boat slowly rowed over, and a masked girl in a red dress stood at the bow of the boat.
Qianlong was slightly stunned, the prefect saw it, and quickly picked up the girl, the girl did not salute, she put down the pipa, jumped up lightly, and slowly ** gradually rose, the girl in red floated in front of Qianlong like a cloud, Qianlong stretched out his hand, lifted the veil, and stared at him shyly with a pair of bright eyes. At the end of the song, the audience was silent.
Qianlong was in high spirits, gently took the girl's hand, and walked into the inner hall.
He hugged 13-year-old Xiaoxia: What's your name? "The slave's name is Xiaoxia", she replied delicately, the two of them come and go, and they are entangled.
One night of spring supper, he stroked Xiaoxia's hair and exclaimed: "Yesterday's yellow flower girl, today is different. Xiaoxia's face turned red: "Today, it's a woman's family." Qianlong laughed.
For more than a month after that, Xiaoxia stayed by Qianlong's side. She has a lively and interesting personality, and she is not as deliberately flattering as others, she often has many interesting ideas, she often tells him about some careful thoughts and folk customs of her daughter's family, and if she doesn't understand, she also asks directly.
Qianlong felt refreshing, and he naturally treated her differently. Xiaoxia was originally a person in the party, and she found out Qianlong's thoughts, and she served more intimately.
Once, Qianlong asked about her family background, Xiaoxia truthfully told her that she was an ordinary family in Yangzhou, her father did a little business to make a living, and her mother gave people rewards and mending clothes.
After hearing this, Qianlong sighed and couldn't help sighing: "If you were born in a cloth family, you must be a virtuous wife and concubine" Xiaoxia heard this, and secretly thought, will he bring himself back to the palace. Therefore, he served him with all his heart.
Happy times always fly by, when Qianlong left, she pulled the corner of his clothes, he touched her head and said, "Wait for my good news!" Xiaoxia burst into tears and bowed to him deeply.
After waiting for a year, in the spring of 1766, Xiaoxia finally waited for Qianlong's holy decree, and the emperor finally came to pick her up? With tears in her eyes, she fell to her knees.
The minister of the Qin mission held the holy decree on the rice paper and announced the decree: "Xiaoxia is virtuous and kind, intelligent and clever, and she is specially given to marry the 52-year-old Lord Zhang, a waiter of the Ministry of Rites, and enter Beijing immediately." Xiaoxia thundered like five thunders, and slowly knelt on the ground.
The days in Zhang's Mansion were peaceful and smooth, and everyone in Zhang's Mansion respected her very much, including his husband, Master Zhang. He never went into her room, and everything he could provide for was the best. Xiaoxia is like a canary in a cage, living alone.
In 1779, Qianlong went to the south of the Yangtze River 5. Xiaoxia was secretly happy. She asked someone to send a message to express her longing for the emperor. However, she waited for a long time, and there was no summons from the emperor, and he sent a decree to let her live in peace and stability in Beijing.
In the winter of 1845, in an ordinary house outside Yangzhou, the 82-year-old white-haired old woman Xiaoxia was lying quietly on the bed, she thought of Yangzhou in March of fireworks, she and the emperor were like an ordinary couple, he coaxed her little temper, she waited for him to pick her up, she waited for a year, but waited for her other husband.
Master Zhang respected her, but never loved her, she ended up spending the rest of her life in loneliness, and now everything is over, like a beautiful soap bubble, she stretched out her hand and whispered: "Your Majesty," and slowly closed her eyes.
Author: Wang Gongjian.