(ps: This article is a complete narrative of Mei'er's death, narrated from the perspective of Wang Jia Jingmin.) ）

First, tie the beam

In December of the twenty-first year of Kangxi, it was a winter snow night.

Inside the red wall is a white world of heaven and earth, and a few birds occasionally fly on the infinite low canopy, flapping their wings and gradually striking into the distance. The winter night was silent. However, a clear sound came through the thick palace gate. Who is singing in this silent night?

One step at a time, one sigh, two lines with tears hanging down on the side. A little rain and a line of tears, a gust of wind to a long breath. One step at a time; Suo mentioned it to him step by step. This pair of embroidered shoes can't be divided into a pair of bottoms, thick and sticky, soft and soft with silt. ”

The palace maid and eunuch who patrolled the night walked briskly with the palace lamp, and the evening breeze blew on the rusty iron lock, making a hissing sound, and the Xianfu Palace, which could not be hidden, revealed a faint light inside.

The lamps and candles in the candlesticks on the table try their best to bloom with the last luster of life. The wind carried the snowflakes down to the window edge, and they never melted for a long time. Jing Min sat on the couch with her knees crossed, as if she was pondering something, and the dark light reflected on her face, which looked extremely pale. This woman, who is only in her prime, has been relentlessly tired by the deep palace for ten years.

Jingmin clearly remembered that she entered the palace in the twelfth year of Kangxi, and that day was the beginning of winter. Tong Qingyu entered the palace with her. They said that they would be in the same position as the concubines and prosper hand in hand. In the end, it was her family background and methods that fell to Tong Qingyu.

Jingmin was the first of the rookies to accept favors, but she was already a concubine for a few months. Set three thousand favors in one, in this huge harem, she can turn her hands into clouds and cover her hands for rain. And Tong Qingyu is just a nobleman, her family background is superior, and she is the cousin of today's saint, but she has never been favored, which has become the laughing stock of the harem, and those slaves who are powerful have always pointed fingers behind her back.

On that day, the flowers were blooming, Tong Qingyu and Yixin went to Xianfu Palace to visit Jingmin, and met the newly promoted nobles who had been favored recently at Chishang Xiaoqiao.

Yi Guiren was dressed in a timely new clothes to make her beautiful and impermanent, and after Qing Yu saluted, Yi Guiren looked at Qing Yu's cold appearance and asked the eunuch beside him.

"Who is she?"

This eunuch was originally assigned to Qing Yu, and he thought that he could be promoted with this. Seeing that Qingyu was not favored, he cried and threw himself to the new master, and there were many people in the palace who worshiped and stepped on the ground, and the eunuch was busy and went back.

"Back to the little master, this is Tong Guiren, and he is the cousin of today. It's strange to say, but Tong Guiren is not favored. ”

"It's really Adou who can't be helped." Yi Guiren sneered, looked at Qing Yu with disdain, Qing Yu lowered his head and was silent, he couldn't bear to be so wronged by his master, and he didn't have time to think about it for a while, so he actually scolded the eunuch next to Yi Guiren.

"Song Delu, my little master treated you badly at the beginning, but he didn't want to raise something to eat inside and out."

"Do you have the master in your eyes, and a little palace maid is also worthy of talking back? Song Delu, give the master a good slap in her mouth! "With the order of the nobleman's palm, the eunuch is going to beat his heart to death. How did Qing Yu beg her, and she put on a posture of not giving up.

Jing Min happened to see it, and couldn't help but say, stepped forward and slapped Yiguiren hard. Yi Guiren staggered a step and fell to the ground, and the palace maid beside her was about to help her up.

"Bengong will see who dares to help!"

Just because of this sentence, no one dares to help up Yiguiren. From then on, Yiguiren remembered Jingmin as the first enemy, and he would have to return her twice as much in the future.

Second, Heqing Haiyan

On the fifteenth day of the first month of the fifteenth year of Kangxi, Shangyuan Festival.

Manchuria inherited the Han customs, and on this day every year, a family banquet was always held in the palace. Qing Yu was extremely reluctant to participate, Jing Min painfully explained the pros and cons, and counted Qing Yu down.

"You are the daughter of the Tong family, and your aunt is now on the Enie, are you worthy of the family who sent you to the palace like this? They look forward to you glorifying the family, but what about you, you are bullied in the palace, you don't fight or rob, even the little eunuchs dare to bully you and humiliate you. Life is like a dream, prosperity is empty in a blink of an eye, even in an instant, it should be gorgeous and dazzling, and some people can't ask for anything in their lives. If you don't try, who knows? ”

Qing Yu let out a long sigh and nodded after all.

"Concubine, please Your Majesty to see a moonlit night in the Spring River, so as to wish me a clear river towards the sea." Jing Min stood up and bowed up.

After getting the permission, Jing Min signaled to start, the clear sound entered the ears and disappeared, like a dragonfly passing through the water, with the light and slow twisting, the timbre became more and more clear, the figure of Taichung loomed, a group of dancers flocked to the center, and the beautiful woman standing in the center leaned forward slightly on her toes, a posture of holding the pipa, reflecting the figure more feminine.

The breeze crosses, the tassels are swaying lightly, the woman picks the strings again, and the pite sounds loudly, like a big bead and a small bead falling on a jade plate, and there is no lack of clarity in the excitement. The eyes contain autumn water, and the eyebrows are like spring willows. The feet are like flying swallows, and they are like concubines.

The woman stepped forward and bowed, long live three times: "The Qing Dynasty is splendid, and the well-being is extended." Concubine Tong wishes me to face the river Qinghai Yan. ”

But when he saw the people in the audience, he looked at it with a smile: "I didn't realize that Qingyu was actually good at pipa dancing, so a spring river flower and moon are splendid......" He pointed to the woman who was dancing on the pipa, and his suspicion was full of envy.

"I wrote it down."

Jing Min couldn't help but gurgle when she thought of this.

3. Miscarriage

"Niangniang, Concubine Jing just sent someone to send this bowl of fetal medicine and told you to drink it on time."

Tong Qingyu leaned on the stove, sat on the couch, and leaned lazily. The wind and snow outside the window are getting stronger, and it's winter again. She took the medicine bowl from Yixin's hand and looked at it with a frown. The hot air with a strong smell of medicine fluttered up and burrowed into the nose. It caused her to gag. Qing Yu sighed: "This medicine is so bitter. ”

"Good medicine is bitter."

"Yes."

Qing Yu suddenly fell on the collapse and shouted in pain: "Quick, call the imperial doctor." ”

Yixin was stunned, stunned for a while, and rushed out of the door.

Qing Yu covered her abdomen, beads of sweat the size of beans on her forehead continued to drip down, and her whole body was cold, but between the two strands, there was a warm current that flowed out. A tear welled up in the corner of her eye. Weakly collapsed on the couch and fainted in a daze.

When Qingyu woke up, there seemed to be something missing in her abdomen. The physician asserted that it was a miscarriage.

Xuan Ye was furious and demoted Jing Concubine to three orders in a row, and he was not allowed to step out of Xianfu Palace for the rest of his life.

Qingyu, on the other hand, is weak and difficult to get pregnant in the future.

In August of the sixteenth year of Kangxi, Concubine Tong was promoted to concubine

In August of the twentieth year of Kangxi, the concubine Tong was the concubine of the Jin Emperor and the concubine of the sixth palace.

Qing Yu didn't believe that Jing Min would treat her like this, but Jing Min never refused to explain half a word, the human and material evidence was there, and Qing Yu still believed it after all.

Since then, the two sisters have never seen each other again.

Fourth, borrowing a knife to kill people

Suddenly, I heard a "creak" at the door, and someone came in.

The well-behaved maid approached slowly with a candlestick. Jing Min called softly: "Yunping". Yun Ping answered, and placed the candlestick on the table, and the cold yellow light filled the room.

"Niangniang, why haven't you slept yet, it's time for this time." Yun Ping raised his hand and poured a cup of tea, approached and handed it to Jing Min. Jing Min took it silently and took a sip, the strong tea was cold and the tea tasted bitter. She held the teacup and thought silently, Yun Ping couldn't say anything, so she lowered her head and tucked the quilt for her. The two were speechless.

After a long time, I suddenly heard Jing Min ask: "It seems to be very lively in the palace these days?" Even on weekdays, there are very few palace people who clean this Xianfu Palace, but they can hear the sound of snow sweeping every night. Yun Ping's body stiffened, looked up at Jing Min's inquiring eyes, and got up and knelt down.

"Back to the little master, it's really lively outside...... It's because ......" Yun Ping wanted to speak and stopped, rubbing his clothes with both hands.

"It's because the imperial concubine gave birth to a princess, and tomorrow is the full moon banquet." A small voice came from outside, as if to make Jingmin stunned and annoyed.

Jing Min didn't look at anyone, only listened to the sound of the rattling chains mixed with the crisp sound of the pelvic floor.

After a while, she opened her mouth to ask again, as if she didn't believe it: "Yunping? ”

"Yes...... Emperor Tong gave birth to a princess...... "looked up at her face, lowered her head and continued, "Tomorrow there will be a big feast in Chonghua Palace." Yun Ping's voice became lower and lower, and he only buried his head.

"Is the mother credible?" The person who came was Concubine De, smiling and soft.

Jing Min held the teacup, her fingers turned white, as if she was about to break the cup, Yun Ping saw a smile blooming at the corner of her lips, and as soon as her slender hand loosened, the thin porcelain cup fell to the ground, shattered to pieces.

"What advice do you have?"

"How dare the concubine have any advice, but the mother has been in the palace for many years and still needs to guide Weijun." She paused, and at the end she still smiled Yan Yan, "I remember when Niangniang didn't enter this cold palace, but she was in the limelight... If it weren't for ......"

"What the hell are you going to say, why are you playing dumb riddles with me here?" Jing Min interrupted her, and couldn't help but be angry.

"Niangniang knows better than anyone else, isn't it difficult for Tong Qingyu to get pregnant? Now that the emperor has been born, it's strange. Wu Yaweijun laughed out loud and wiped it.

"You want to borrow a knife to kill someone?" Jing Min pulled the corners of her mouth with a bright smile, and said, "I have been in the palace for more than ten years, and I have long been familiar with people's hearts, do you think that with a few words from you, I will listen to you?" ”

"Niangniang, don't forget, who harmed you here, if you don't have that one, maybe you have been ranked as a concubine or a concubine. The concubine doesn't believe it, she took everything you deserve, don't you hate her? ”

For a moment, that thought was so strong in Jing Min's heart.

"What do you do with hatred or not? You and I might as well leave quickly, and let the tongue-chewing slave see it, I think...... Your master should be a nobleman...... Wrong, you are now Concubine De, and you can't hang it on your face, right? Jing Min frowned, and in an instant, she sneered twice.

Seeing this, Concubine De knew that her goal had not been achieved, so she only nodded and turned around to cover her nose with a handkerchief, and her disdainful gaze only glanced at the word Xianfu and left.

On the second day, when Jingmin woke up, looking around for Yunping's figure, a sweeping palace maid outside kindly came to tell Yunping about his death, and calmly said that Yunping went to the Internal Affairs Office yesterday to ask Fengyin, and was scolded to death by the palace staff because of the collision with the imperial concubine.

Jing Min was even more annoyed, Yun Ping had been with her since she was a child, and she was the only one who stayed with her when she was in trouble, so she died like this, how could she not be angry.

At this time, a thought suddenly popped out of Jing Min's mind: "Kill her." ”

5. The death of Mei'er

The second day, Chonghua Palace

The night is low, the Chonghua Palace is full of lights, the lights are like day, it is the grand occasion of the heel toe that has not been seen in the palace for a long time.

The clothes are fragrant and the temples are shadowy, the concubines on the seat are all smiling, and the lights and candles shining in the hall are reflected on everyone's faces.

Outside the Xianfu Palace, Yi Xin passed by with the little princess in her arms, Jing Min hid in the dark and watched, a smile tugged at the corner of her mouth, and gently walked to Yi Xin's side.

"The little princess is so well-behaved and cute, can I take a look?" Jing Min's eyes stared at the baby in swaddling clothes, she struggled to break free from Yixin's hands, Yixin looked at her in shock, and screamed, "What are you going to do?"

It just so happened that the palace maid was frightened, and Yuelan wanted to help Yixin, but as a result, the little princess completely broke free from Yixin's hands, smiled at the corner of Jingmin's lips, and ran to the lotus pond in the imperial garden after snatching the child.

The delicate figure ran to the lake, his hair and temples were scattered, the hairpin was trembling, and the water of the river was cold. Jingmin's fingers caressed Mei'er's thin white neck, full of smiles, but at this moment, her hand suddenly used force and pinched Mei'er's neck.

Jing Min smiled: "I didn't want to harm you, but you have harmed me again and again, and now, one life is worth one life, and we don't owe each other anything." ”

With that, he threw Mei'er to the ground. The flowerpot shoes stepped into the water, and the waves of water rippled in layers, and she looked up and closed her eyes, and a gentle smile spread out at the corners of her lips.

Life is like a dream, and she is just a poor woman in the Forbidden City. Listen to her whisper: "It's all over." It's all over......"