[Qing Dynasty] Friends always come to chat with me in the middle of the night

At the end of the 19th year of Kangxi, Kangxi in Beijing was guarding Xiaozhuang in the Palace of Compassion.

Xiaozhuang is getting older, and his body is much weaker than before. He suffered from typhoid fever within a few days of winter, because this time is more dangerous. Watching, the imperial concubine Tong Jiashi and the concubines in the harem also took turns to protect.

Although he is still ill, Xiaozhuang is in good spirits. Looking at Kangxi who has become a real emperor, he smiled and said to Aunt Su Ma: "Xuanye is like this now, even if the Ai family goes to see him in time The ancestors and the ancestors will not face it shamelessly."

Su Mo'er said softly: "The empress dowager, don't have such thoughts, you will live a long time, the emperor will be happier." Kangxi was also sitting beside Xiaozhuang, holding her lightly when he heard the words She said with her hand: "Grandmother, you still need to point out your grandson's shortcomings, so don't say that."

"Aren't you on the northern tour? Aijia's health has improved a lot, and the imperial doctor also said that Aijia is recovering soon, you should go back earlier. If there is a large group of people left alone, it is easy to cause trouble." Xiao Zhuang patted him. hand said.

Kangxi said gently, "You don't have to worry about your grandson leaving the day after tomorrow."

Xiaozhuang shook his head with a smile, looked at the medicine bowl on the left as if he thought of something, it was sent by the imperial concubine just now, and he withdrew after Kangxi came.

After Kangxi left, the expression on Xiao Zhuang's face gradually faded, and Su Mo'er said softly, "Empress Dowager, what's wrong with you? But you don't feel well? I'm going to call the imperial doctor here." He held her hand and said gently, "Come down and have a seat."

After Su Mo'er sat down, Xiaozhuang's faint words rang in his ears: "Although Xuanye looks more and more dignified, he is becoming more and more indifferent to the harem. Now besides the noble concubine, he can give him a high look. Which of the remaining concubines can he value?"

Su Mo'er's voice was a little old, and she said softly: "Isn't this a good thing? It shows that the emperor puts the country first, and didn't put his mind on the harem."

Xiaozhuang laughed out loud, "Mo'er, is there someone in Xuan Ye's heart, or is he not interested? Can I not see it? It's just that ten years have passed, and he still remembers that slave in his heart."

"The Empress Dowager..."

"Even if the emperor thinks about it in his heart, it's useless. But he always feels that something is wrong. If he really cared so much, then who was the one who killed him?" Xiao Zhuang's muttering voice made Su Mo'er Surprised for a while, and then thought of the possibility that Xiaozhuang is thinking now, if the emperor really...

"What are you going to do?" Su Mo'er looked at Xiao Zhuang worriedly, for fear that she would hurt her body in anger.

"It's not what I want to do, it's what Xuan Ye wants to do." Xiao Zhuang's expression was calm, and there was no wave in his eyes.

Ten years ago, she was able to force Kangxi to retreat; five years ago, she was able to make Kangxi let go.Even now, she is not helpless.However, no one can understand the horror of time better than her, but Kangxi has remembered him for ten years, his gradual estrangement, his indifference and indifference, Xiao Zhuang can see everything in his eyes.

"Empress Dowager, this is just your conjecture, you don't need to worry too much. Your body is important." Su Morer persuaded.

Xiao Zhuang didn't say anything, and closed his eyes tiredly.People in the royal family have always been cold and indifferent, but from Huang Taiji to Shunzhi, the two emperors in succession turned out to be infatuated, which is really a great irony.

In the 19th year of Kangxi, Kangxi went on a northern tour and went all the way north. On the way, he returned to the Forbidden City due to the serious illness of the Empress Dowager, and returned half a month later.

At this time, the Tsarist Russian army was looting and killing everywhere. Although it was still far away from Aihui City, the atmosphere in the city was already tense.Geng Jingzhong has honed the team very well, and sometimes seeing his excited look, Wei Tong unconsciously wonders if this guy chose to come to northern Xinjiang because he had no more battles to fight.

In the past six months, after getting acquainted with Geng Jingzhong, Wei Tong wished that he had never known this person before.

Geng Jingzhong is very fond of drinking, and he will not get drunk after a thousand cups.But as a general, he must lead by example, and it is impossible to tempt his subordinates to drink with him.One day, he suddenly went crazy and took Wei Tong to drink with him. After that, Wei Tong had already despaired of this person's cheekiness during the banquet every night.

While drinking, Geng Jingzhong became much calmer, he was laughing and cursing, talking and laughing, and he was a different person from before.

One day in mid-September, he was so drunk that even though his eyes were clear and his face was dark, it was definitely not his style to dance in the courtyard with a sword in the middle of the night.Wei Tong, who was forced to appreciate the whole process, commented objectively that he is indeed very beautiful when playing swordsmanship, and the sword is sharp and powerful, which is indeed a good skill.But what he said into the air after playing the sword made Wei Tong want to plug his ears so as not to hear what he shouldn't hear.

He really didn't want to know the love and hatred between Geng Jingzhong and Mr. Fan.

Unexpectedly, Geng Jingzhong really had such thoughts for Fan Chengmo.Wei Tong didn't know whether to applaud his sensitivity, or to pity Geng Jingzhong's unrequited love.

……Pitiful?

Wei Tong, who was sorting out the paperwork, suddenly stopped, looked at the one under his hand and shook his head, no, this is not something to be pitied.Loving someone is definitely not something to be pitied about.

Wei Tong, who joined the army, actually didn't have much business, because he was only a junior official of the seventh or eighth rank, and it was not a wartime, so after official business, he still had a lot of free time.But after Geng Jingzhong realized this, he did not hesitate to assign the logistics to Wei Tong. He was busy all day on the issue of food, grass and supplies. learn from each other.

In the afternoon, he finished his affairs and walked out of the tent. Before he took the second step, he heard the soldier standing guard whispering: "Hey, how long have you been back?"

Another voice said in a low voice: "Three years and nine months, I don't even know if my child is a boy or a girl, and I happened to be pregnant when I left."

"You don't know now? It's been three years. Even if the distance between the two sides is very far, why do you have to send a letter?"

"I am illiterate, and there are very few messengers here. Although there is once a year, but there are so many soldiers, it is never my turn. This year it is my turn, but look at this barracks, where is it like Can you write?" The soldier said helplessly.

"That's true, they're all big bosses, who knows this. But those civil servants should know..."

"It won't be our turn. Do you think people like them will write to us? Don't talk nonsense."

"Hey, I'm just thinking about it. Of course those elders won't..."

"A few of you over there, come to my tent when the shift changes in half an hour." Wei Tong leaned on the tent and said something, then walked into the door and stayed in the tent doing nothing.He just had a whim, and when he heard the soldier say helplessly, even if it was his turn, he couldn't send the sad letter... Anyway, I have nothing to do in the afternoon, and there is no defense in writing to them.

After Wei Tong left the palace, he practiced hard for a long time in Hangzhou for a few years, and finally he could handle this handwriting. It is not comparable to any master's work, but it also reveals a bit of character.

When nothing happened, Wei Tong tore a piece of paper, wrote a few words on it casually, then paused the pen as if remembering something, suddenly threw the paper aside, picked up another piece of paper and confessed. He was writing something seriously, but just after writing the beginning, he covered his face and smiled twice, "Wei Tong, Wei Tong, isn't this looking for trouble?" He crumpled the paper and threw it beside the paper just now .

It was written on that piece of paper: Xuan Qinqi, seeing the letter is like me...

Not long after, the two soldiers pushed and shoved in. Although Wei Tong was not a high-ranking official, he was still much older than them. They didn't know what Wei Tong was going to do.The leader was thicker and said honestly: "My lord, is there anything important to do when you call the little ones in?"

Wei Tong said lightly: "Just now I heard that you talked about the family letter, which aroused my homesickness, and I was deeply moved. In this case, I will write a family letter for the two of you today, and I will also give you all my attention. Thoughts." Wei Tong did this in order not to cause trouble.After all, Aihui is so far away, if it really caused a lot of homesickness in the soldiers, wouldn't it become a typical example of being besieged on all sides?

Those two soldiers couldn't control what Wei Tong was thinking. When Wei Tong said that he wanted to write a letter to them, Fangzheng's face flushed red, rubbing his hands and muttering: "My lord, is this okay? ?”

"Write or not?" Wei Tong said in a deep voice.

"Write!" The soldier stood up reflexively and said.

"Then come here and tell me what you want to write." Wei Tong called the two of them to come over, but after a while, the two men held the letter they just wrote in their hands, and the corners of their eyes were a little moist.

"Thank you sir, thank you sir." They were very grateful to Wei Tong, Wei Tong waved his hand indifferently, and said lightly: "It's just a small thing, keep it well, your family must miss you very much."

"Yes, yes." After they finished talking to Wei Tong, they left thankfully.

Wei Tong rubbed his chin, and suddenly thought that it is still possible to go out and find someone to write a letter to if he is stationed in other places, because there is no such martial law as the frontier fortress.But in a place so far away from the frontier, it is really not easy to make a trip.Not to mention the holiday, the task is much more heavy, and it is really very difficult to send a letter from home.

After hesitating for a while, he thought of the Wei's rice shops that have gradually opened to all parts of the country. If these people who travel around the country are allowed to take them along... But this matter is very important, and Wei Tong can't say anything What is it? After thinking about it, he put it aside for the time being.

If this matter is done well, it must be a great thing for morale and military spirit.However, Wei Tong did not believe in Geng Jingzhong.

In other words, he did not fully believe in Geng Jingzhong.

Wei Tong has more and more things to do, and he is a little dizzy.Tsarist Russia's offensive was very fierce and aggressive, which aroused a lot of public anger, and it was getting closer and closer to Aihui, so we had to guard against it.

The military training in the past few days has become more and more intensified, practicing to the death, with a little eagerness to move.

After finally tidying up, Wei Tong stepped on the street and planned to go back. When he was halfway there, he suddenly remembered the dishes at the corner restaurant and decided to finish it there tonight.Chen Su was dragged away by him to deal with matters, and he might not be able to make it back tonight.

Wei Tong was chatting with the Xiao Er he knew, and walked upstairs familiarly. Just as he was looking at the window with a chuckle, his eyes fell on a person by the window, and the smile froze on his face in an instant.The figure was far taller and taller than before, with a familiar yet unfamiliar taste.

He froze in place, his ears sounded like spring thunder, and countless rivers roared towards him, but they were gently entangled, and he did not want to leave.The wind whispered in his ears, bringing lingering thoughts.

He murmured in disbelief.

"mysterious……"