Chapter 11 Six my wet nurse

In Liang Dingfen’s note to me on daily life, there is a chronicle on the 16th day of the first lunar month in the ninth year of Xuantong: The eunuchs were often whipped, and seventeen eunuchs were whipped for minor faults. The minister Chen Baochen and others remonstrated, but they refused. That is to say, by the time I was seven years old, beating eunuchs had become commonplace, and my ruthless and imposing character had formed, and I couldn't be persuaded. Whenever I lose my temper and feel unhappy, the eunuch will suffer; if I suddenly become happy and want to have fun, the eunuch may also be in trouble.When I was a child, I had many strange hobbies. Apart from playing with camels, feeding ants, raising earthworms, and watching dogs and cows fight, the greater pleasure was pranks.Long before I knew how to use the respect room to beat people, many eunuchs had already suffered from my pranks.Once, when I was about eight or nine years old, I suddenly had a whimsy with those eunuchs who were obedient and obedient, and wanted to test whether they were really obedient to the Holy Son of Heaven.I picked out a eunuch, pointed to a piece of dirt on the ground and said to him: Eat it for me!He literally got down on the ground and ate it.

Once I played with a fire pump and sprayed water for fun.While playing, an old eunuch walked in front of me, and I thought of playing a prank again, and sprayed the dragon head at him.The old eunuch squatted there, not daring to run away, and was shocked to death by the cold water.After a while of rescue, he was brought back to life. Under the circumstances of people's flattery and compliance in every possible way, I developed my bad habit of abusing others for fun.The masters advised me and taught me the way of benevolence and forgiveness, but it was they who recognized my authority and taught me this authority.No matter how many historical stories of British lords and sages they used to educate me, after all, I am still an emperor who is different from ordinary people.So their persuasion did not have much effect.

The only person in the palace who can stop me from mischievous behavior is my wet nurse Wang Jiao.She was the momo I was looking for crying and crying in front of the Queen Mother.She doesn't know a single word, and she doesn't know how to talk about the way of benevolence and the stories of heroes and sages in history, but when she persuaded me, I felt that her words were not easy to disobey. Once, a eunuch who could play puppet shows performed a puppet show for me.I had a great time watching it, and decided to reward him with a piece of chicken cake.At this time my mischievous interest came again, and I decided to play a trick on him.I tore open the iron sand bag used for Kung Fu practice, took out some iron sand, and hid them in the cake.My nurse saw it and asked me, "Master, how can people eat the sand in there?"I want to see how he bites the cake.Doesn't that break your teeth?If you lose your teeth, you can't eat.People can't do without food!I thought this was true, but I couldn't make fun of it anymore, so I said: I want to see his broken teeth, so let's just watch this one!The nurse said: "Then put on mung beans, it's quite funny to bite mung beans."So the eunuch playing with the puppet was spared a disaster.

Another time, I played with an air gun and hit the eunuch's window with lead bullets. I thought it was fun to watch the small holes made in the window paper.I don't know who it is, and the rescue nurse is here. Father, is there someone in the house!Hit the house, it will hurt people! Only then did I remember that there were people in the room, and people would be hurt. Only my nurse has ever told me that other people are human beings as well as I am.Not only do I have teeth, but others also have teeth. Not only can my teeth not bite the iron sand, but neither can others. Not only do I want to eat, but also others will be hungry if they don’t eat. Others also feel the same. the pain.It’s not that I don’t understand these common senses that don’t need to be said, but in that environment, it’s not easy for me to think of them, because I can’t think of others at all, let alone compare myself with others, others are in my heart. , are nothing but slaves and commoners.I grew up in the palace, and only when my wet nurse was around did I think of the truth that other people are human just like me because of her simple words.

I grew up in the arms of a wet nurse, and I sucked at her milk until I was nine years old. For nine years, I was as inseparable from her as a child is to its mother.When I was nine years old, the toffees kicked her out behind my back.At that time, I would rather not have the four mothers in the palace and my momo, but no matter how much I cried, the concubine did not bring her back for me.Now it seems that after the nurse left, there is no one around me who understands humanity.If before the age of nine I could understand some humanity from the upbringing of my wet nurse, this humanity will gradually be lost after the age of nine.

After I got married, I sent people to find her and sometimes picked her up to live for a few days.In the late period of the Puppet Manchukuo, I took her to Changchun and supported her until I left the Northeast.She never used her special status to ask for anything.She has a gentle temperament, has never had a quarrel with anyone, and always has a smile on her upright face.She doesn't talk much, or rather, she is often silent.If no one else offered to talk to her, she kept smiling silently.As a child, I often found this smile very strange.Her eyes seemed to be gazing far, far away.I often wonder if she saw anything interesting in the sky outside the window or in the calligraphy and paintings on the wall.She never said anything about her life experience and origin.It wasn't until after I was pardoned that I interviewed her stepson, that I found out what kind of suffering and humiliation the person who raised me, the emperor of the Qing Dynasty, had experienced in the Qing Dynasty.

In the thirteenth year of Guangxu (1887), she was born in the family of a poor peasant named Jiao in the countryside of Renqiu County, Hejian Prefecture, Zhili.At that time, her family consisted of father, mother and a brother who was six years older than her, including her, a total of four people.My father, who was in his fifties, planted a few acres of low-lying land from the tenant. There was drought when there was no rain, and waterlogging when the rain was heavy. Adding in land rent and taxes, there was not enough food in a good year.When she was three years old (that is, the sixteenth year of Guangxu), a major flood occurred in the north of Zhili.The family had to go out to flee.On the way to escape, her father tried to throw her away several times, but she was put back in the broken basket several times.On the other end of this burden are tattered clothes and quilts, which are the only property of the whole family, not even a grain of grain.When she later mentioned the bad luck of being almost abandoned to her stepson, she did not complain about her father, but repeatedly said that her father was already too hungry to pick, because there was nothing to eat on the way. People are similar to them.The family of four, father, mother, a nine-year-old son and three-year-old daughter, managed to make it to Beijing.When they arrived in Beijing, they wanted to go to the family of a eunuch in Beijing.Unexpectedly, the family refused to see them, so they wandered on the streets and became beggars.Tens of thousands of disaster victims in Beijing lived on the streets, crying out for hunger and cold.At the same time, the imperial court was building a summer palace for the Queen Mother.From the "Guangxu Dynasty Donghualu", we can find such a record: my grandfather passed away this year, the Empress Dowager sent a minister to give a funeral, and my father inherited the king.Prince Chun's Mansion spends money like running water for funerals, my father is favored to win the title, and the victims who turned their blood and sweat into money are dying, selling their children and daughters.The Jiao family wanted to sell their daughter, but no one bought it.At this time, the Governor of Shuntian, who was afraid of trouble, opened a porridge factory, and they had a temporary place to live. The nine-year-old boy was taken in by a barber as an apprentice, and survived the winter with difficulty.Spring is here, the wandering farmers miss the land, and the porridge factory is about to close, so they all go back.The family surnamed Jiao returned to their hometown and lived through several years of half-starvation.In the year of Gengzi, the disaster of the Eight-Power Allied Forces came to Hejian and Baoding. At this time, the daughter was a thirteen-year-old girl, and she fled to Beijing again to join her elder brother who was a barber.Her elder brother was unable to support her, so when she was sixteen years old, he gave her to a servant surnamed Wang as his daughter-in-law under the circumstance of half-selling and half-marrying.Her husband suffers from lung disease, but his life is absurd.She had been a beaten slave for three years, had just given birth to a daughter, and her husband died.Her mother, daughter, in-laws, and a family of four were once again in desperate situation.At that time, I had just been born, and Prince Chun’s Mansion was looking for a wet nurse for me. Among the twenty candidates, she was chosen because of her good looks and thick milk.In order to support her parents-in-law and her own daughter with wages, she accepted the most humiliating conditions: she was not allowed to go home, she was not allowed to visit her children, and she had to eat a bowl of elbow without salt every day, etc.Two or two months of silver turns a man into a cow.

In the third year she was a wet nurse for me, her daughter died of malnutrition.In order not to cause her sadness and affect the quality of the milk, Chun Palace blocked the news. In the ninth year, a maid quarreled with the eunuch, and the concubine decided to drive them away, along with my wet nurse.This person who had endured everything meekly, spent nine years of silence with smiles and gazes, only to find that her own daughter was no longer alive!