Seeing that Su Ma Lagu is still sitting on the warm couch in a daze as usual, these days Xiaozhuang is often in a coma, and Su Ma Lagu is often in a daze.

Xiaozhuang said with difficulty: "Sumer." ”

Su Malagu came back to her senses and hurriedly walked over: "The Empress Dowager, you are awake." Would you like to drink some hot water? ”

Xiaozhuang nodded slightly, Su Malagu went to pour water, Kangxi asked the four concubines to take turns to come over to serve the sick, it was fine a few days ago, but since Xiaozhuang began to be in a coma, he let the four concubines go back, and it didn't help the actual help here, only added noise. As for the Queen Mother, she is also a hard worker, Xiaozhuang is still very good to this niece, she doesn't have to come over every day, it's enough to know her mind. And in the past few days, Xiaozhuang felt that the deadline was approaching, and he waved all the palace maids back, leaving only Aunt Su Ma to serve alone.

Su Ma Lagu brought the tea, first helped Xiaozhuang sit up, and then fed Xiaozhuang a few sips of water, after Xiaozhuang drank water, he said: "Su Mer, come and sit." As he spoke, he patted the position next to the bed.

Su Ma Lagu put the teacup away, sat down according to the words, Xiaozhuang took her hand and said, "Tong Jia's matter, can it be done?" ”

"The slave saw her drink the medicine with her own eyes, and she only had a year left." Now that the matter has been done, Su Malagu put away all her compassion and should be ruthless.

"The mourning family can't stand you, you're old, and let you add another sin." Su Ma Lagu and Xiaozhuang are almost the same age, and now they are both in their prime.

"Don't say that for the sake of you, the slave is willing to do anything."

Xiaozhuang sighed and said: "Recently, the mourning family always dreamed of the days when they were still in the grassland, at that time, the mourning family didn't have to worry about anything, you could ride a horse and laugh as much as you wanted every day, how many years ago were those days?" The mourning family is about to forget, if it weren't for the recent dream, the mourning family doesn't know, it turns out that the mourning family has lived such a day in this life. Hyo-zhuang's voice was weak and erratic.

Looking at the weakened Xiaozhuang, Su Malagu endured the grief in her heart and said: "The slave still remembers that at that time, the slave and the maid often went horseback riding with you, and your riding skills were the best among the Mongolian nobles. ”

"You can lie to me, it was my sister who had the best riding skills at that time, Hai Lanzhu, but not me." Xiaozhuang patted Su Malagu's arm and said with some disgust.

"Now it's time, I don't have to mourn my family, and you don't need to use slaves." For Aunt Sumala, a maid who has been with her all her life, Xiaozhuang has long stopped treating her as a maid, and she has never been married to a Mongolian noblewoman, and then she has been with her husband and children in these years, she has been with her, and she can be said to be her spiritual partner, and her name for herself has been changing from Concubine Zhuang, Queen Mother, and Queen Mother, and she is tired of hearing it.

She could already smell death, and she wanted to talk to Sommer as she did among ordinary people.

"The Empress Dowager, I didn't deceive you, in my opinion, you are the best, and you have always been the best." Su Ma Lagu understood the meaning of filial piety, and changed her name from the good.

Xiaozhuang smiled: "What's the use of the best, my life, in the eyes of outsiders, is also the best, but they only see my scenery, as for my pain, they don't see it." ”

Xiaozhuang's words made Su Malagu cry: "The Empress Dowager... ”

Xiaozhuang looked at the crying Aunt Sumala, shook her head helplessly, and said, "I didn't cry, what are you crying about." The bumpy experience of this life has long exhausted her tears, and when she dies, she has no more tears to shed.

"I cry because of your suffering, I know everything, I know everything."

"You're crying for me." Xiaozhuang smiled, "No need, didn't you cry for me in the early years, wasn't it enough?" I have now enjoyed all my days and glory, and death is getting closer and closer to me, and I am about to be freed. "Xuan Ye is a good emperor, even without her, Xuan Ye can govern the Qing Dynasty very well, she has no worries.

In this life, I am too tired. She's lived enough.

"How many people envy you, how can you say it is a relief? Empress Dowager, please, continue to live, the Qing Dynasty still needs you, and the emperor also needs you. Su Ma Lagu cried silently, even if she understood the meaning of Xiaozhuang, but Su Ma Lagu still prayed, prayed to God, and prayed for Xiaozhuang, hoping that Xiaozhuang could live longer, longer.

"Sumer, Xuan Ye is a good emperor, he governs the Qing Dynasty very well, I am worthy of Taizu Taizong." Xiaozhuang sighed and continued: "Except for you, I have no worries, and I have no fun for me. ”

"Me?" Su Mala Gu asked suspiciously.

"Yes, in this life, I have found many ways for you, but you finally chose to stay by my side, and now that I am going, I have to arrange a back road for you, this time, you can no longer make your own decisions, you have to listen to my arrangement."

"The Empress Dowager...

"You're not like me, I've lived enough, but I want you to live well, just as you want me to live. I will let Xuan Ye take the Twelve Elder Brothers to you to raise, so that you have care and responsibility, and you will continue to live. ”

"The Empress Dowager, I'm just a slave, how can I raise the prince and brother?" Su Ma Lagu was excited, this must not be.

"In addition to me, even Xuan Ye also calls you a mother, who dares to treat you as a slave."

"But in fact, I'm just a slave, a prince raised by a slave, how can you let him raise his head in the future."

"You are still Xuan Ye's master, strictly speaking, Xuan Ye was also raised by you, with such an identity, who dares to look down on you and the Twelfth Elder Brother?"

Seeing that Su Malagu still wanted to refute, Xiaozhuang waved his hand and refused: "Okay, this matter is settled, this time you have to listen to me, and I will call the shots for you once." ”

Seeing that Xiaozhuang's mind had been decided, Su Malagu completely cried into tears, she understood that the Empress Dowager was completely unconcerned, and the time limit should have arrived.

Sure enough, three days later, on December 25, the twenty-sixth year of Kangxi, Xiaozhuang, the most noble woman in the Qing Dynasty, closed her eyes forever and died at the age of seventy-five.

Xiaozhuang died, Kangxi was grief-stricken, first ignored the dissuasion of the Ministry of Rites, and even did not hesitate to violate the royal tradition of Manchuria's "the emperor does not cut the braids", and resolutely cut off the braids, and then rejected the proposal to move the spirit of Xiaozhuang to the mourning hall outside the palace before the Spring Festival, even if the legend would damage Kangxi's lifespan, he was indifferent. And he was prepared to hold the mourning service in the palace for 27 months, and then changed it to 27 days under the repeated requests of the princes and ministers, in order to show his mourning and filial piety.

In fact, in the face of Xiaozhuang, Kangxi is contradictory.

On the one hand, although he is the emperor, but the empress dowager's kindness to him is too heavy, and Xiaozhuang is also very measured, since he was in power, he has never checked the affairs of the previous dynasty, so that he has room to show his strength, but where is the status of Xiaozhuang, where is the experience, some things such as Mongolia, Kangxi still has to consult Xiaozhuang, and he has to take care of Xiaozhuang's emotions. Kangxi is an emperor, but there is a big Buddha pressing on it, and Kangxi sometimes feels a little restrained.

Now that Xiaozhuang is gone, Kangxi feels guilty again, it is the Huang Ma who raised herself with hard work, and she used to have such thoughts, which is really unfilial.

And there is a folk saying: there is an old man in the family, if there is a treasure. Kangxi as the emperor, occasionally, very occasionally, there will be ordinary people's feelings, the empress dowager is not only his imperial mother, but also a symbol of the Qing Dynasty, with the empress dowager here, Kangxi will feel that even if there is anything wrong with his governance, he will still feel at ease. It's like a child messing around outside, because there are adults at home, and the child feels at ease. Now that the Empress Dowager is gone, no one will escort him, and the good or bad of the Qing Dynasty in the future will be pressed on the shoulders of Kangxi alone.

Faced with an unknown future, even if he is an ambitious emperor, it is inevitable that he will sometimes feel fear.

Under the entanglement of such complex emotions, Kangxi has been unable to sleep and eat recently.

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Hey.,Emperor's mind or something.,It's the hardest thing to write.。。。

There will be a small Xiaozhuang in these two days, so stay tuned~~

Have a great weekend, everyone.