Chapter 4 The Wedding
The palace was exquisitely furnished and the architecture was magnificent.
But the mother and son sitting in front of Jialuo were the most noble people in the world, making all the other noble people in the room look like mere background.
The sunlight fell at her feet, silently adding a touch of warmth.
This question made Jialuo's already somewhat confused mind gradually become more serious.
This feeling gave her a sense of disconnect and unease.
Jialuo didn't have time to think it through. She tightened her grip and looked at Xiaozhuang's gentle, smiling face.
"She calls her aunt because she is Jialuo's biological aunt and also Abu's beloved younger sister whom he talks about every day. Jialuo also falls asleep listening to her aunt's stories every day. Now that she has met her aunt, she naturally admires and feels close to her."
She finished speaking without pausing.
She simply pursed her lips, raised her head, and then looked down at the man's nose, noticing that the corners of his mouth always maintained a suitable curve.
"The Emperor is called the Emperor because he is the ruler of the country and also the father and father of the people."
"With the ruler and father above, one should naturally put the ruler and father first."
As soon as she spoke, she noticed a shift in the gaze that had been fixed on her.
Her aunt's gaze grew increasingly gentle, revealing her satisfaction with her niece's cleverness.
Meanwhile, another gaze came from the emperor of the land, Shunzhi.
This gaze made Galo very uncomfortable.
There's a feeling that someone is trying to see through her outward appearance to her inner self.
She truly hadn't expected to see the Emperor today; it was quite a surprise.
It's likely that the Empress Dowager didn't want her to see the Emperor at this time.
The emperor was unaware that she was coming; he had only come to pay his respects to Empress Dowager Xiaozhuang and happened to run into her.
Or did they know she was coming and did it on purpose?
On her first day in the capital, she sensed the suspicion and intrigue from the imperial family.
"Yes, my cousin has been very well raised by Uncle Wu Keshan."
He seemed to have only come to pay his respects to the Empress Dowager.
After speaking, he stood up, bowed to Empress Dowager Xiaozhuang once again, and took his leave.
"Your subject must attend to official business and take his leave now."
Empress Dowager Xiaozhuang naturally agreed. Jialuo was not seated to begin with, so this was the perfect time for her to bow and respectfully see the Emperor off.
Jialuo's gaze fell upon a sky-blue figure striding away and disappearing from sight.
"Come, quickly sit down next to your aunt."
Empress Dowager Xiaozhuang reached out her hand.
Jialuo obediently handed her hand to Empress Dowager Xiaozhuang, and followed the Empress Dowager's lead to sit obediently beside her.
But at this moment, the dependence that had been building up in my heart gradually faded away.
She tried her best to suppress her thoughts, hoping that the Empress Dowager would not notice her emotions.
Empress Dowager Xiaozhuang seemed genuinely unaware, continuing to hold her close and explaining to her in detail what an empress and an emperor were.
As the sun began to set and cast long shadows on the red brick walls, Jialuo finally left the palace.
Darima stood anxiously at the palace gate. When she saw her sister, her tense expression relaxed, but then she was stunned.
Today, my younger sister is wearing a Mongolian robe with white clouds and sky blue color. The belt around her waist accentuates her slender waist, and her figure is graceful and slender.
She stepped out the door, first nodding slightly to the person inside before turning her head.
But they didn't look in his direction.
The little girl raised her head slightly, her gaze fixed on the setting sun slowly sinking in the distance.
The massive red wall behind her now exuded a chilling aura, seemingly pressing down on the woman silently.
Darima instinctively called out, "Little sister, little sister."
When his sister turned around and looked at him, the oppressive feeling suddenly dissipated.
Darima finally breathed a sigh of relief.
He had barely managed to beat out several of his brothers to win the important task of escorting his sister to her wedding.
They were cautious the whole way, fearing that something unexpected might happen.
It wasn't until last night, when I arrived in the capital, handed over the duties to the Imperial Guards, gave them a few instructions, and confirmed their responsibilities, that I finally enjoyed a good half-pot of cold wine before falling into a comfortable sleep.
He went to take care of some other matters in the early morning, and when he returned, he was told that the Empress Dowager had summoned his sister to the palace, and that she had already been gone for half an hour.
He thought to himself that she was his own aunt, so perhaps nothing would happen to her.
Yet, he knew that even his own children could be devoured under the royal favor, let alone his niece whom he was meeting for the first time.
The more he thought about it, the more uneasy he felt.
Before long, he lost his senses, only thinking about what would happen if something really happened to his sister.
He wouldn't need to go back and be forced to die alongside Abu and his brothers; he could simply commit suicide to accompany them in death.
So he immediately reined in his horse and rode straight to the palace gate. Before he could figure out how to enter the palace, a eunuch invited him to the Qianqing Palace. After the emperor questioned him in detail about his origins, he was finally released, but was then told to come and pick up his sister in the evening.
So he stood at the palace gate for a long time and finally saw his sister.
At that moment, seeing his younger sister approach him with a smile, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Little sister, it's all my fault. I'll take you with me wherever I go next time!"
The brilliant afterglow of the setting sun fell on the little girl's profile, giving her beautiful face an ethereal quality, making her even more lovely.
This was the look Darima was used to seeing on the grasslands, but seeing her so lovely and delicate in the capital made her heart melt, and she felt even more reluctant to let her get married.
But those wild bulls on the grasslands only know how to fight and kill; they have absolutely no education!
Even in a fight, none of them could defeat their brothers' units!
What a useless person!
Now she has no choice but to marry the emperor.
Jialu ran to her fourth brother and saw that even though he had been tense for too long, his brows were still furrowed. She felt a pang of sadness in her heart.
"Brother, don't worry, Aunt just called me over for a brief meeting and a short talk."
Darima stepped forward, took his sister's hand, and helped her into the carriage that had been prepared. He said softly, "You scared your brother to death. I won't do it again."
Jialuo felt her brother's love and care for her, and she could also sense the kinship that always surrounded her from her parents, brothers and sisters in his tone.
Her heart, which had been hanging in suspense all day, finally settled down. With that relief, she also felt a little hungry.
"Fourth brother, I want to eat braised pork offal soup tonight. I heard from third brother that it's delicious."
At this moment, even if her younger sister wanted to eat the royal cuisine in the palace, Darima felt that she could use any means to bring it to her.
The two siblings didn't think anything was wrong, but if there were other people around, they might be amazed that a little girl could stand so steadily.
This time, she went to Beijing to marry into the Heavenly Court, without her father or mother by her side, only her fourth brother, who was not very steady or strategic.
On the first day of arriving in the capital, I was summoned to the inner palace, and the first thing I did after leaving the palace was to eat braised pork offal and baked wheat cakes.
But within this imperial city, nothing can be kept from the ruler of the land.
This matter not only reached the ears of Empress Dowager Xiaozhuang, but also naturally caught the attention of Emperor Shunzhi.
The young emperor sat on a large dragon throne, with few memorials on a table covered with bright yellow silk in front of him.
Most of the memorials were presented to Dorgon.
After the eunuch finished recounting everything that had happened to Jialuo at the palace gate that day, he knelt on the ground without making a sound.
Emperor Shunzhi lowered his eyes slightly.
The image of the girl I saw today involuntarily surfaced in my mind.
A young girl stood inside the gate, dressed in a Mongolian robe with blue sky and white clouds. The bright and lively colors made the magnificent Cining Palace seem somewhat somber.
This woman was not only beautiful, but her answers to questions today also demonstrated her intelligence and composure.
She seemed somewhat surprised by her arrival.
However, he did not appear flustered.
Even after leaving the palace, they still had the leisure to enjoy braised pork offal and baked buns.
Dorgon found him such an unexpected empress.
He hesitated for a moment, then his gaze fell once again on the eunuch kneeling on the ground.
"Step down."
The eunuchs from the Qianqing Palace filed out on tiptoe.
The door closed just moments before a dark figure landed like a swallow in the spot where the eunuch had been kneeling, and quietly knelt down.
The emperor, whose figure was originally somewhat frail, sat steadily on the dragon throne. Just then, the distant sunlight suddenly disappeared, and the Qianqing Palace was plunged into darkness.
But at that very moment, the black-clad man who had been kneeling on the ground felt a sudden jolt in his heart.
His habit of traveling in black at night and his long-standing vigilance told him that the almost soul-capturing pressure instantly appeared, and that its source was right in front of him.
Just then, the boy's voice, though somewhat low, was heard in the room, yet still clear and melodious.
"Go tell my sister-in-law that we can start now."
The man in black trembled, then straightened up and bowed, holding his breath.
"Yes, ma'am."
Half an hour later, a eunuch serving tea entered the Qianqing Palace from a side hall.
"By imperial decree, Jirhalang has recaptured Hunan. This is a great achievement, and he shall be rewarded!"
"cover."
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Jialuo had no idea that her leisurely use of braised pork offal had actually caught the attention of the Emperor and Empress Dowager.
Although the road ahead is fraught with pressure, the present moment is still quite pleasant.
Having family by your side brings peace and comfort.
Although the nights in Beijing are not as beautiful as those in Horqin, they are still dotted with stars.
In the garden of the post station, there was a round table with hot braised pork offal, stir-fried vegetables, a cold dish, sliced beef, and a bowl full of mare's milk wine.
Jialu changed her clothes and put on a straight-cut robe. After washing her face, her hair was still a little damp.
Darima even took a bath and changed into clean clothes before sitting down opposite her sister.
The brother and sister enjoyed drinking and chatting happily, savoring all the delicious food.
After drinking some wine and eating happily, he slept soundly.
When Jialuo woke up the next day, she didn't have time to continue the pleasure of the previous night.
I just had breakfast and found out that something big had happened again.
Darima looked grim, his eyes filled with rage.
"His Majesty declared in court this morning that he will not marry you as his empress."
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