He is Nalan Rong Ruo, the son of Guo Xiang, with the most beautiful name and brilliant talent. He is one of the "three outstanding poets in Qing Dynasty", also known as "Yan Xiaoshan".
He was so talented that he was promoted at a young age and wrote countless famous sentences that have been passed down through the ages.
He has power and influence. After being a royal minister, he was born in a noble family.
He is handsome, and his colleague Cao Yin (Cao Xueqin's grandfather) once wrote in a poem: "Recalling Su Weiming Palace, the people in Lengga Mountain are charming and beautiful." (Lengga Mountain people are Nalan Rong Ruo)
More importantly, he not only has three wives and four concubines, but also has the deep affection of "one person for life".
Nalan Rong Ruo was born in a rich family.
As soon as he was born, he was one of the eight famous families in the Qing Dynasty, and he had the aristocratic temperament of Ye Hena Lang. His father, Na Lanmingzhu, was a college student in Wuyingdian, and he had the right to be in power during the Kangxi period. His mother thought Roche was the daughter of the British prince and was named "Mrs. Yipin Imperial Order".
Nalan Rong Ruo himself is very competitive. Although he comes from a noble family, he is not as cynical as a dude. He doesn't like debauchery and romance, but he is studious, familiar with classics and calligraphy, good at painting and riding and shooting. ...
He entered imperial academy at the age of 65,438+07 (the highest institution at that time), was a juren at the age of 65,438+08, was a Jinshi at the age of 65,438+09, and was a proper "child of others" at the age of 22.
After winning the Jinshi, he still insisted on studying hard. Under the guidance of the famous teacher Xu, it took only two years to compile a collection of Confucianism-"Tong Zhi Tang Jing Jie".
He also compiled four volumes of Miscellaneous Knowledge of Lushui Pavilion, covering history, geography, astronomy, calendar, Buddhism, music and literature. ...
"I'm afraid people smarter than you will work harder than you", which is what Nalan Rong Ruo meant. It is not enough to read the book well. He is proficient in riding and shooting these martial arts. He was appointed as a first-class imperial bodyguard by Kangxi and traveled around the world with the emperor.
Wen Chengwu was the toast of the emperor, while Nalan Rong Ruo, who was in his early twenties, became the most dazzling teenager in the imperial city.
However, he doesn't have much taste in this rich and smooth day, because he has everything, but life is hopeless. What's more, a man as smart as him has long known that fame and fortune will eventually pass.
Therefore, when Teacher Cai Qizun was dismissed from his post and went home at the age of 19, he said, "Ask for life, Beijing Head, what can you get?" Why don't you row a boat on the Qingxi River? "
When he became a royal bodyguard and passed through the ancient battlefield, he advised the world: "think about it, wait a minute." The prancing horse always grows old together. Don't change your youth and be young. How many heroes only waste mountains. "
Being so weak about wealth and power, I'm afraid he thinks life is not worth it. I didn't understand until I saw his infatuation with dogs in love.
It's not that he doesn't care about life, but that he gave all his care to that woman.
Many people know Nalan Rong Ruo because of a word "love".
According to legend, Nalan Rong Ruo had a childhood cousin, and they hit it off with each other. Unfortunately, fate got her into trouble, and her cousin was sent to the palace to be a concubine, and this young and ignorant first love ended.
In the Qing Dynasty, "Notes on Lease" once recorded: "Nalan is a beautiful woman and has an engagement. Spin this woman into the palace and become a stranger. "
Although the rumor can't be verified, regardless of whether God gave him a cousin of "Bai Yueguang", he was lucky enough to meet the girl of "Zhu Shazhi"-Lu.
From then on, affection is her, affection is her, gentleness is her. In the last eight years of life and death, she is still in my mind and unforgettable.
That year, Qiu Shuixuan sang a good song, and Lu, the daughter of the Governor of Guangdong and Guangxi, was invited. She thought it was an ordinary party, but she lost her mind at the moment she met him. Strangers are like jade, childe chinese odyssey. Just a glance, Lu's heart had him from now on.
But she didn't dare to take the initiative to come forward. She could only stand shyly in an invisible corner and secretly looked at him, blushing. ...
In the Qing dynasty, "parents' orders, matchmakers' words", Lu's marriage had to be arranged by his parents, and this unrequited love should have ended fruitlessly. Surprisingly, it wasn't long before her parents told her that a marriage had been arranged for her, and the other was Nalan Rong Ruo, the son of Yenarash.
Fate is sometimes so inexplicable, illusory and doomed.
In this way, 20-year-old Nalan married 18 Lu.
A talented person and a beautiful woman are made in heaven, and a perfect match in the eyes of the world. But in Nalan Rong Ruo's heart, this arranged marriage has no feelings at all. For Lu, she is just an insignificant person.
Obviously, she is newly married, but she has been reading in the study. When he was late, he just rested in the study. Lu gave him food, but he wouldn't refuse, but he couldn't move chopsticks and stayed in the bowl. ...
Thought this political marriage, so lukewarm to continue, but he didn't know, as early as before the wedding, she secretly promised her heart, it is her love and sincerity, slowly melted the alienation of every detail in life, let he Rong Ruo fell in love with her.
When he stayed in the study at night, he often woke up in the middle of the night and quietly went to the study to tuck him in and add some charcoal for fear that he would catch cold. He cut the sleeves, he didn't care, but she saw it in her eyes and kept it in her heart. She stayed up late to help him embroider a magnolia at the broken part of his sleeve, which was as elegant and refined as he was.
When she gets up in the morning, she will help him get dressed and button up; He likes to stand under the eaves and listen to the cool rain, so she puts a coat on him from behind; He likes to see the world in the snow, so she stands beside him and holds up an oil-paper umbrella for him. ...
Gradually, he even got used to Rong Ruo's gentle and careful care for her. I don't know when it started, and the food that Lushi brought him never left.
Although this kind of care and dependence is easy to sink, it is not irreplaceable. The reason why Lushi can become the only love in Rong Ruo's heart is not only gentleness and thoughtfulness, but also her talent and temperament, which makes Rong Ruo degenerate step by step from now on.
That day, she played the piano in the garden with a pleasant voice. This time, he stood by and looked at his wife obsessively, as if her voice and smile floated into her ears with these notes and got into her heart.
At that time, Rong Ruo was reading in the study when it suddenly rained heavily. His heart tightened and he was a little worried that he would look for her everywhere, but he couldn't find her until he found her in the backyard.
She held two umbrellas, one to cover herself and the other to cover the newly opened lotus. At that moment, the flowers in Rong Ruo's heart also bloomed.
From then on, the two of them wrote poems and lyrics together, played the violin and sang together, went out for an outing together, and caught fireflies with lanterns together ...... "When the embroidered couch was idle, it blew red rain, carved fences and set the sun together."
Isn't this the truest portrayal of quiet years? Such a happy life, Nalan Rong Ruo will not be written into the poem?
In Miscellaneous Memories, there is a short passage about his itchy back. Lu helped him scratch, but when she saw that her white nails were red, she laughed at her secretly beating impatiens to dye her nails in the middle of the night.
"Onion itch can't help but climb, fingers are peeling.
Remember to dye your fingernails red and steal impatiens late at night. "
If he Rong is a bodyguard. Whenever he is on duty in the palace or on patrol with the emperor, they are reluctant to go, their eyes red:
There is no sleep on the screen and the rain has stopped. Greedy words spread green flames, and half a bed is red.
There are catkins in life, and there is no spiritualism to teach spells. I haven't asked the date of return yet, and I've seen my eyes shining.
-"Qingping Music Paintings Sleepless"
When feeling strong, he will draw a portrait of Lu with Dan Qing in his hand. Her smile, even her unhappy frown, is beautiful in his eyes
Write down Luo Shen lightly, knowing that a smile is a deep frown. Ten days of poor spring.
Cover the thin cold and apply soft barriers, and hold a thin shadow to rely on Fang Yin. I couldn't accidentally smell the incense dust.
-"Huanxisha Fu Xuan, Light Writing Luo Shen"
At that time, sincerity was too rare. It is common for a man to marry three wives and four concubines, but Nalan Rong Ruo "let her be weak by three thousand, and I will only take you as a gourd ladle".
"One generation, two people for life", three meals and four seasons, you are enough. Originally, the story of a couple who only admired Yuanyang but not immortals could be staged until they were old. Unfortunately, the couple were jealous and arranged the accident. ...
In the third year of marriage, Lu became pregnant, and they couldn't help being immersed in the expectation of being parents together. Nalan Rong Ruo is more concerned about his wife. When she is in good health, she will hold her hand and go to the suburbs to play, hoping that the breeze of grass and Shan Ye flowers can alleviate her discomfort during pregnancy.
When I was ordered to go out, I thought about Lu all the way. Is she sewing clothes for the children again today? The baby is in the belly, okay? Does it hurt to kick her? At night, I couldn't hold back my thoughts any longer, and poured them out, which made him "more heartbroken when he went to the southwest last month."
So I waited and waited, and finally I waited for the day when Lu was in labor, but I also waited for the bad news that she died in childbirth. It's so sudden, she's only 2 1 year old. Her sweet marriage has just begun, and her children have not learned to walk and talk. How could she leave?
No, Nalan Rong Ruo really can't accept it! Every corner of the house is full of her shadow. In the bedroom, she cut snuff under the candle; In the study, she is reciting poems and inscriptions; In the yard, she turned and smiled, her eyes were soft, like a breeze ... these beautiful things no longer exist.
Blue is soaked to the skin. Comfort me with kindness and forget with forbearance. Half a month ago, I was sick, and the sound of scissors was still wrapped in silver. Remembering life, fearing the sky. Up to now, it is cold and desolate to be alone with Lihua Ying. May the soul know the way and teach you to find your dream and return to the monastery.
The difference between an arrow and a jade hook leads to an oblique road, which is generally easy to digest. Sentenced to wake up from a long sleep, clear tears, stir in pepper paste. I am afraid of the deep spring, and I am still sorry for you. The life of Taoist scholars should be a rest, and then no longer worry about powder and fragrance. Hard to move, soft-hearted.
-"blue and wet, mourning"
In the days that followed, Nalan Rong Ruo was in a trance, once immersed in grief, kept drinking and sleeping, and then remarried in his dream. After waking up, he was even more desperate. He could only keep writing poems and pin his heart and intestines on him.
Clouds are flying, Irene is flying all over the sky, and how many people who are disappointed know. Flowers are invisible, but they are alone in acacia.
The scene of bidding farewell to the Iraqi people is clear, but the inner feelings are not clear. Willingly go to the night and count the long-lost rain.
-"Life is Wrong-Disappointed Cai Yunfei"
Among all the mourning poems, the most distressing one is the sentence "Gambling lost its fragrance and spilled tea". At the time, it was just unusual. "
Who reads the west wind alone, rustling yellow leaves and closing the window, reminiscing about the past and setting the sun.
It was unusual at that time to get drunk in spring and gamble on books and pour tea.
-"Huanxisha, Reading the West Wind and Being Cool"
In this way, after a lapse of three years, in the third year of Lu's death, Nalan Rong Ruo wrote "The Golden Melody: Thoughts on the Death of a Dead Woman".
I have lost her for three years. Like a dream. Now it's time to wake up. It's just that there will be no taste without her in the future.
When was this hatred? Lost step, cold rain rest, buried flowers. I had a long dream for three years. I think I woke up. Material also has feelings, and the world is tasteless. Not as cold and lonely as the dust on the night platform. The card issuer made a promise, but then abandoned it.
If there are Pisces in Chongquan. It is good to know him, who he has been suffering from, and who he is relying on. I turned around from midnight, and I endured listening to Xiang Xian's excuse. When it's over, he'll know himself. I'm afraid it's unlucky for both of them, and they're going to live in the wind and sleep outdoors again. Clear tears, confetti.
-"Golden Melody, Thoughts on the Memorial Day of the Dead Woman"
In his later years, in order to follow up the incense, he married Guan Shi and Yan Shi successively, and met Shen Wan, a confidante who understood him, but no matter how good a beauty he was, he didn't want to give it to a second person.
Just like that day, Shen Wansan woke up in the middle of the night and saw Nalan standing alone in the yard, staring at the moon. She put a dress on him, although she knew it, but she still couldn't help asking, who told you to be unforgettable?
Yes, he Rong Ruo in this man's heart, after all.
Love is hard to live. In the 24th year of Kangxi (1685), Nalan Rong Ruo died of illness at the age of 3/kloc-0. According to unofficial history's records, Nalan's death date is the same as that of Lu's, and it may really be destiny takes a hand.
"A kind of deep feeling, very bitter", all right, from now on he doesn't have to bear this bitter heart.
I have to say that he Rong Ruo is really a sentimental and engaging son. What I will never forget is not only my wife, but also my friends, no matter how high or low. Once I am sure, I will confide in my heart and stop being suspicious.
Just like him and his good friend Gu Zhenguan.
As we all know, Nalan Rong Ruo likes poems and songs. His father Nalan Mingzhu specially built a pavilion for his son to get together with literati and discuss the world.
Although these people are literati, most of them are poor and down-and-out. They get together to sing praises and abuse ... He Rongruo, as the owner of the pavilion, is neither arrogant nor arrogant, and he just listens quietly.
The more you listen to it, the more difficult it is to find people, and it is difficult to relax. Until the 15th year of Kangxi, at the age of 22, he met Gu Zhenguan and hit it off.
They will get together to talk about poems and songs and find that their views and pursuits are completely consistent. The more they talked, the more excited they became, and the deeper their feelings became.
Nalan Rong Ruo won't reveal his worries to outsiders, but he will tell Gu Zhenguan that he doesn't really want to be a big official, but just wants to be a dissolute poet and live a chic life.
"People have their own feelings, not strong. Make it a royal prison in the Qing dynasty and let the rivers and lakes go; Why do you want to learn from the East of the Han Dynasty? "
-"The Book with Gu Liangfen"
Slowly, Gu Zhenguan also spoke his mind. In fact, he had a good friend named Wu Zhaoqian, who was exiled to Ningguta because of unjust imprisonment. He tried to save him, but his ability was not enough. He wants to ask Nalan Rong Ruo for help.
He also copied the "Golden Melody" he wrote for his friends to Nalan Rong Ruo. After reading it, he was deeply moved and made up his mind to help Gu Zhenguan fulfill his wish.
But this rescue is not easy. Nalan Rong Ruo and his father spent five years, a lot of trouble and money to deal with this relationship, and then Wu Zhaoqian returned to the Central Plains and fulfilled his promise to his friends.
Because of the disparity in status and close relationship, many people are jealous, saying that Gu Zhenguan is a villain clinging to power. Rumors spread well, but Nalan Rong Ruo had no doubt about his best friend's sincerity.
Especially after listening to "Golden Melody", I directly wrote a "Golden Melody for Fen Liang", telling the world that they will not be separated by gossip, and even no matter how many storms and hardships there are in the future, this friendship will be solid and lasting.
Fred is crazy, too Occasionally, the dust in Beijing, Wuyi family. Who would want to spill wine on Zhaozhou soil? If you don't believe in the truth, you become bosom friends. Young eyes sing before they grow old. They respect the front and wipe away the tears of heroes. If you don't see it, the moon is like water.
* * * You must be drunk this night. And by him, Emei rumors, ancient and modern taboos. Why ask you about your long life experience? Just scoff! Think about it and repent from the beginning. One day, my heart was robbed, and I was afraid that I would get married in my life. But, you must remember!
-"Fen Liang Golden Melody"
Hearing this, Gu Zhenguan also wrote a song "Jin Lu Qu, Appreciating the Original Rhyme of Rong Ruo" to Nalan: "But remember it and regret it in the afterlife."
I'm glad to be friends with you forever. After this life, remember to be good friends in the afterlife.
Now, time flies, and he has left this world for hundreds of years.
Sometimes I really hope that reincarnation is not an empty talk, so that he can be reincarnated to complete his previous life's contract and continue his unfinished business. Unfortunately, no matter how good my wishes are, we all know in our hearts that after that year, there will be no Nalan Rong Ruo in the world.