[Qing Chuan] Mu Emperor's Grace

Autumn in Beijing is a period of high incidence of smog. Before leaving, Shenhe specially prepared a stack of masks.After getting off the high-speed train and looking at the gray sky, Shen He sighed silently, confirmed the address of the meeting, and left for the pre-booked hotel.

Shen Heding's hotel was in Houhai, and it was already two o'clock in the afternoon when he packed his luggage.He walked along Houhai all the way, but he only had one destination in mind, the former residence of Heshen on the Houhai Sea - Prince Gong's Mansion.

As the saying goes, it is better to travel thousands of miles than to read thousands of books. No matter how magnificent the Heshen mansion described in the book is, it is better to see it with your own eyes.Prince Kung's Mansion is full of tourists every day.Shen He was not interested in the lucky stickers that fooled tourists or the "Secret Biography of Heshen" in the small book stand. He wanted to see with his own eyes the unknown blessing stele in Prince Gong's mansion.

The Fu character stele of Prince Gong’s Mansion is hidden in the rockery in the garden. There are two water tanks on the hill. The pipes at the bottom of the tanks are connected to the inside of the rockery. Water is poured into the tanks to increase the humidity in the cave.The stele with the word "Fu" inscribed by Kangxi himself is placed in the Miyun Cave.Now the monument has been surrounded by guardrails, surrounded by people posing for pictures, blocking the cave completely.Shen He was almost pushed forward, and managed to get close to the stele of blessing.Shen He took a closer look, and inexplicably felt a sense of familiarity with the word "Fu", and couldn't help but froze in place.Just waiting to take another look, the tourists behind him pushed him impatiently.Shen He was caught off guard for a moment, his feet slipped, and his body fell to one side unexpectedly.

Seeing Shen He's body fell down, the tourists who were huddled in a group avoided one after another.The second before Shen He passed out, people's exclamations were heard in his ears, mixed with one or two shouts of "save people".

Shen He was still conscious, but he couldn't move his body.After a while, the chaotic white mist gradually dissipated, and the scene in front of me became clear.Shen He was surprised to find that his soul was floating in the air, looking down at an antique room from a high position.

This soft-backed couch was placed in the middle of the room, and various stationery utensils were displayed on the window sill. Shen He was secretly startled by the bright yellow color.In ancient times, only emperors were eligible to use bright yellow. If Shen He guessed correctly, this should be the royal study of a certain emperor.

Shen He's eyes moved up, and the moment he saw the plaque in the room, his eyes widened in disbelief. There were three large characters written on the plaque: Sanxitang.Below the plaque is a pair of couplets: "Look at the past and the present with your arms in your arms, and entrust your talents with your heart."

Shen He turned his gaze to the east wall beside him, and counted the number of sedan chair bottles hanging above, a total of fourteen!

He was convinced that this imperial study was Emperor Qianlong's Sanxi Hall located in the West Nuan Pavilion of the Hall of Mental Cultivation in the Forbidden City.Shen He couldn't restrain the excitement in his heart, it seemed that the decision to go to Prince Gong's Mansion was right.This fall actually caused a dream to return to the Qing Dynasty!

Just as he was thinking, he saw a man in royal blue uniform enter the room and sit firmly on the throne.The person who followed him into the house, dressed as an eunuch, immediately bowed and took off his boots.

Apart from Qing Gaozong Aixinjueluo Hongli, Shen He could never think of another person who could sit on the throne of Sanxi Hall so blatantly.

After Hongli approved the papers for a while, he heard the eunuch report: "Long Live Lord, He Shen has arrived and is waiting outside."

The man stopped writing, the expression on his face softened a little, and he said calmly, "Let's declare."

Wu Shulai then said sharply: "Xuan Heshen has an audience!"

Immediately, Shen He saw a man wearing a red flowered coral crown and a nine-python five-clawed golden pheasant mending suit bowed into the hall, kowtowed three times to Hongli who was seated there, and said in a loud voice: "Slave He Shen, see emperor."

There was a hint of a smile in Hongli's serious eyes, and he leaned back slightly, looking very relaxed: "Let's get flat."

The man raised his face, and Shen He couldn't help looking at his face for a long time. He saw that his face was pink and his lips were painted, so handsome and handsome, he was not at all similar to He Shen played by Wang Gang in the 21st century.

Hongli didn't open his mouth, but just stared at He Shen with great interest, and He Shen narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at the patterns on the carpet in a regular manner.

"I heard that your eldest son is six years old this year?"

A flash of surprise flashed across He Shen's face, apparently he did not expect Hongli Xuan to see him as the opening remark, and quickly replied flattered: "Go back to the emperor, please remember, the dog just turned six years old last month."

Hongli was very satisfied with his answer, and said with a smile: "My Shigege will be six years old this month. I heard that Aiqing's eldest son is promising, so I want to make a baby relative for Shigege. How about your love?"

Rao was shrewd and smooth as He Shen, who was stunned when he heard these words, as if being hit by a big pie falling from the sky, his cheeks twitched slightly with excitement.

He solemnly knelt down and kowtowed three times firmly to the emperor: "The slave thanked the master for his kindness. The master's great kindness and virtue, the slave can't repay just in case."

Hongli stroked the white jade finger in his hand, and said softly: "In this life, I and you only have the title of monarch and minister. I thought, if our sons and daughters get married, we will be one family after a hundred years."

Wu Shulai, the chief eunuch, trembled when he heard this, and cast a secretive glance at He Shen who was kneeling.

He Shen immediately kowtowed three more times, and said in a hoarse voice: "The slave is terrified, but the master has no bounds."

Hongli looked deeply at the man with his head slightly lowered, and sighed deeply for a long time: "I passed on my oral order, He Shen will serve as the left servant of the household department and the right servant of the official department, and he will do his best to share my worries and work hard. From now on, he will learn to walk on the imperial court. His eldest son is keen and eager to learn, with lofty aspirations. He is specially named Fengshen Yinde. Yellow flag."

He Shen's eyes were red, he took a deep breath, and tried to make his voice sound normal: "My emperor's grace, my servant has no teeth to forget." His forehead was heavily knocked on the gold brick until Hongli left Sanxi Hall , did not lift up.

When Wu Shulai turned back to Sanxi Hall, he saw that He Shen was still maintaining his forehead touching the ground, and hurriedly coughed: "My lord, get up quickly, the emperor has already rested."

Only then did He Shen get up from the ground and straighten his clothes.

Wu Shulai smiled and said: "Master He, don't blame the servant for talking too much, the emperor is sincere to Mr. He."

He Shen replied respectfully: "Thank you, Eunuch Wu, for your suggestion."

Seeing this scene, Shen He, as a bystander, also felt turbulent waves in his heart...

While he was in a daze, the scene in front of him suddenly changed. After a dense fog dispersed, Shen He found that his soul was floating in a dark dungeon this time.

In a corner of the dungeon, a prisoner in a prison uniform with his hands and feet handcuffed curled up quietly, as if he was asleep.

While Shen He was wondering, he suddenly saw the jailer leading a person towards him.

After the guards were settled, someone called out to the filthy prisoner in the corner, "Ama, Ama, the child is here to see you."

Shen He carefully studied the face of the visitor, and in a flash, he suddenly found that he looked like a person - He Shen.

Before he could think clearly, he saw the body curled up in the corner suddenly move.The young man who looked exactly like He Shen didn't care about being dirty, he dragged his robe and went to help the prisoner.

Although the prisoner described it as haggard, so thin that he almost lost his shape.Shen He still recognized at a glance that it was He Shen who was sent to prison by Emperor Jiaqing.

As for the young man who looks like Heshen, he must be Heshen's eldest son, Fengshen Yinde.Because of the name of his forehead, he escaped a catastrophe.

The boy had never seen his father like this since he was born.For a moment, I hated and feared, and even the hand holding the food box trembled.

He Shen was calm, his hands were handcuffed and he couldn't move, so he let his son feed with peace of mind.After eating half full like this, he shook his head and asked in a deep voice, "How is your family now?"

This heavy topic made Fengshen Yinde's face gloomy, and he replied wearily: "The new emperor decreed that the house was copied, and now all the treasures in the house have been filled into the treasury. My son heard that the emperor still wants to take that house away." The imperial pen stele of Lord Kangxi in the Miyun Cave has been moved to the palace."

Unexpectedly, He Shen, who had a normal expression on his face, suddenly flashed a stern look on his face after hearing this, and said with a sneer, "I specially asked an expert to design the monument of the holy grandfather. Now the one in Qianqing Palace is the one who cares about this the most, and he can't take this monument even if he wants to." The unreasonable hostility on Heshen's face made Fengshen Yinde shudder, and he could only agree with it.

The father and son were speechless for a while, Fengshen Yinde looked at his father's hair which had mostly turned white within a few days, tears rolled in his eyes.No matter who it was, they knew in their hearts that this might be the last time the father and son met.The new emperor hated Heshen to the bone, and it was a grace to leave him with the whole body.

Sure enough, three hours after Fengshen Yinde left, a strange eunuch walked towards Tianzi No. [-] cell with a wooden plate in his hand. Seeing Heshen's half-dead appearance, a malicious smile appeared on his face.In the oppressive and cramped cell, only the eunuch's shrill voice echoed: "Heshen, it's time, let's get on the road. Lord Long Live thinks of your service to Emperor Daxing, and I will give you a piece of white silk."

He Shen didn't overreact at all, as if he had expected this ending a long time ago, he took out a red kit from his bosom, pressed it tightly to his chest, and shouted with all his might: "Master, Just wait a moment, the servant is here to accompany you."

After saying this sentence, it was as if there was no more nostalgia. The three-foot white silk was hung on the beam. He took a last look at this world and kicked the bench. He Shen, the first corrupt official in the Qing Dynasty, finally hanged to death In the prison.

But the eunuch said that seeing He Shen had died, he just bent down to pick up the bag that fell on the ground, and opened it impatiently.To his great disappointment, it was not a priceless treasure inside, but a piece of folded paper.There was only one word on the paper, and the eunuch couldn't read, so he threw it on the ground together with the kit in disgust, and went back to report to the new emperor.

He didn't understand, but Shen He from the history department did. He recognized that it was a word for blessing.Not only did he recognize it, but he, who had studied the calligraphy of the emperors of the Qing Dynasty, also knew that it was the word "Fu" written by Emperor Qianlong himself.

Just as he was thinking, Shen He felt an extremely strong force pulling him into the darkness, and his empty soul lost consciousness just like that.