[Qing Chuan] Mu Emperor's Grace

"Emperor... Your Majesty?" He Shen stared blankly at the hand stove, but dared not reach out to take it.

"Take it, don't ride the horse, go to the car." Hongli stuffed the hand stove into his arms, and closed the window again.

Holding the stove in his hand, He Shen stared blankly at Hongli's car, until the guards in the back came up to ask, then got off his horse and got into the car where Ji Xiaolan was.

Hai Lancha saw it from the side, and laughed loudly: "Let me just say, it's better to be in the car, riding a horse is too bumpy, you can't bear it."

Ji Xiaolan was leaning on the seat to read a book, but when she saw that He Shen was about to get in the car, she gave him a hand, but her eyes kept looking at the hand stove in his arms.

"If I'm not mistaken, what Mr. He is holding is something for the Queen." Ji Xiaolan raised her eyebrows.

A smile appeared on the corner of He Shen's lips: "Sure enough, you can't hide anything from Lord Xiaolan. This hand stove is only rewarded by the emperor."

Ji Xiaolan touched the half-melted snow particles on Heshen's warm hat, and said with a smile: "On weekdays, everyone says that they envy me that I can accompany the emperor to sing the wind and enjoy the moon, cook tea and discuss poetry, but they don't know that Heshen is a holy family. .”

He Shen's face froze, and he forced a smile and asked, "What does Mr. Ji mean by this?"

"My lord, if I were the one riding a horse today, the emperor would probably just smile and say that I deserve it. But I really admire my lord, at least I will definitely not be able to accompany you on a horse in winter. Maybe it is my lord Let the emperor cherish this hard work."

He Shen was silent, and Ji Xiaolan's words were vague at first glance, but in fact they had a lot of meaning.Probably because of the sensitivity in the literati's nature, Ji Xiaolan captured Hongli's unusual kindness to Heshen.

"Master Ji is joking, the emperor is always generous, but he just sees me as pitiful." He Shen said, but because of Ji Xiaolan's words, there was a rippling in his heart.

Since he traveled through time, he has done many extraordinary things, received reprimands, and endured the imperial scepter.Every time, no matter how angry Hongli was, he ended up picking it up high, but putting it down gently.He is not a fool, no one has made it clear before, but now from Ji Xiaolan's words, he finally understands: Hongli treats him too well, not like an ordinary courtier at all.

Even though he was in the warm car, He Shen's hands trembled unconsciously, and he almost couldn't hold the hand stove.He thought of the papers he had written in modern times, the unofficial historical materials he had read, the arguments he had with his mentor, and what he had said convincingly: "He Shen is Hongli's secret homosexual lover."

What has Hongli always regarded him as a capable minister?Favorite?Or... a lover?

He Shen was in a state of confusion, because the "Laws of the Qing Dynasty" explicitly prohibited civil and military officials from prostitution, and those who prostituted themselves would be severely punished if they were discovered, so most of the ordinary Qinlou Chuguan closed their doors.People who can't bear the loneliness come up with new fun, and the men's style hall that finds another way is all the rage.

This is actually a good thing for He Shen, at least same-sex love was still tolerated in the Qing Dynasty.He originally thought that when life settled down, he would find a companion to live on.Although he knew that in feudal society it was not easy to find a No. [-] who dared to put the court officials under him, but he was a pure No. [-] himself.He even thought about it, if he can't find someone he likes, he will be celibate for the rest of his life.

But even so, the aloof emperor was not within He Shen's consideration.Not to mention that the core of this body has been changed, Hongli's identity alone has made him flinch.Since ancient times, the emperors have been so lucky. Those women who have children in the harem, struggling hard, can't get a look back from the king.Not to mention that he is just a man, with that charming appearance, He Shen shivered after thinking about it: "No...no..."

Ji Xiaolan raised her head from the book upon hearing the sound, and asked in doubt, "Nothing?"

Only then did He Shen realize that he had spoken out what was in his mind.In the midst of embarrassment, the car suddenly stopped.

A guard's voice came from outside the car: "My lords, the palace is here."

Zhuozhou Palace has two gates from south to north. The imperial chariot stops at the main palace gate, and the rest of the followers enter through the side gate.As soon as he entered the door, He Shen frowned, because in winter, the original deep scenery was replaced by bare branches, and the surface of the water pool was also frozen, making it look quite desolate.

Shi Gege followed behind Hongli, looked at the surrounding scenery curiously, and finally pursed his mouth: "Why are they all bare, even the water is frozen, there is no good place to see."

The Tongzhi of Shuntian Mansion quickly apologized and said with a smile: "The winter is so cold that everything withers, and the officials are incompetent. Please forgive me."

Looking at the scene in front of him, Hongli felt a little disappointed, turned around and said to the accompanying elder brother and Gege: "It's rare to come out, I won't stick to you, go play, don't forget to say hello to your grandma .”

Everyone dispersed, but He Shen remained where he was.Hongli stared out of thin air for a while, only to find He Shen's existence when he turned his head: "Why are you still here?"

He Shen presented the stove to Hongli: "The servant has not returned this to the emperor."

"This is for you." Hongli looked up at He Shen, and saw that the warm hat he was wearing was a little crooked, so he stretched out his hand to straighten it up for him: "You..."

He Shen, however, took a step back involuntarily, as if being scalded.Hongli's hands froze in mid-air, and he stared at He Shen with deep eyes.

In the silence, He Shen could clearly hear his heart beating faster and faster.It's this kind of indifferent gentleness again. On the surface, it looks peaceful, but inside it is pervasive.

"Remember to put on the warm hat next time." Hongli dropped this sentence, then turned and left.

Compared with the cold wind outside, the charcoal-burning house is obviously much more comfortable.However, as a minister, He Shen has no right to stay in bed.At [-] o'clock, he got up, washed and dressed, and only went to Hongli's bedroom after everything was tidied up.

Suddenly entering the house from the cold outside, He Shen stood outside for a long time, and then went to the inner room after the cold had faded from his body, and whispered through the bright yellow curtain: "The emperor... the emperor should get up."

There was no obvious movement in the tent, and He Shen listened carefully, but suddenly heard: "He Shen...you should die..."

The expression of the young man outside the tent changed, and he felt that his whole body was covered with cold from the sky to the soles of his feet: "This servant disturbed the emperor's clear dream, this servant..."

He knelt down in fear, but Hongli in the tent did not make a sound.He waited for a moment, couldn't hold back, stretched out his hand to grab the curtain, and slowly opened it.

Hongli was still lying on the bed, his brows were wrinkled and his eyes were closed.It turned out that the sound just now was just Hongli's dream talking.

He Shen let go of his hanging heart, and he leaned over and said, "Your Majesty..."

Hongli Youzi was immersed in a dream and lived in the palace all the year round, which made Hongli have the habit of using the bed, and it was difficult to fall asleep in an unfamiliar space.

When he finally fell asleep in a daze, he felt that his whole body was as heavy as falling into an abyss.

He had that dream again, and the He Shen in the dream was completely different from the usual appearance in front of him.He controlled the various Chongwenmen tariffs, and took advantage of the opportunity to collect taxes to fill his pockets, and then took [-]% of the tax money and distributed it to various officials in Beijing.He was in charge of the general affairs of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, but quietly stuffed the gifts from foreign countries into his pockets, and made a new list of gifts with shoddy ones.In this way, Chongwenmen's taxes and the Ministry of Internal Affairs' money became Heshen's own small treasury.

Hongli wanted to stop him, but no matter how Hongli shouted, it was in vain. He Shen in the dream still went his own way.

At the moment when Hongli was about to suffocate, he heard a whisper in his ear: "The emperor...the emperor..."

Who is calling me... Who is it?

Hongli struggled to open his eyes, and He Shen's handsome face gradually enlarged before his eyes until it was extremely clear.Those clear eyes with a trace of confusion and fear were branded on Hongli's heart.

"Your Majesty, it's time to get up..." He heard He Shen explain patiently: "The Emperor is sound asleep, and this servant has no choice but to call you up close. This is because this servant has exceeded the rules."

Obviously everything was so appropriate and natural, but Hongli, who woke up from the dream, felt that He Shen in front of him had an indescribable sense of disobedience.

What is wrong? The same appearance, the same voice, and even the kneeling posture are the same as in the dream.Hongli's heart was in a mess, he could faintly feel that the unraveling of this mess of clues was hidden in the man in front of him.

Seeing Hongli waking up, He Shen breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Hongli staring straight at his face.He Shen tilted his head uncomfortably, and the moment their eyes met, Hongli reacted abruptly.

It's the eyes, He Shen's eyes are too clear and magnanimous now.It is precisely because he is used to this kind of eyes that when he sees the man looking at Da Dongzhu in a dream with eyes full of greed and predation, Hongli feels a suffocating feeling like a choke in his throat.

"Look at me." Hongli ordered a little forcefully.

He Shen had no choice but to look at Hongli.It was this glance that made Hongli more certain that the He Shen in front of him was different from the one in his memory.Once this is figured out, all the abnormalities of He Shen since his rebirth will make sense.

"What the hell are you..." Hongli spoke halfway, but swallowed it back.The same skin has been replaced with a core, such a paradoxical idea, Hongli can't even convince himself.

"Your Majesty... what did you say?" He Shen was still thinking about the sentence that Hongli said in his sleep, "Damn it", and felt uneasy.

"It's nothing..." Hongli sat up with the brocade quilt in his arms, and took the outer shirt that He Shen handed over.

His eyes glanced at the appearance of He Shen standing with his head bowed, and he began to care about it.After all, people are right in front of our eyes. How can there be time to verify the truth, so why rush for a while?

Half an hour later, when Hongli finished his breakfast, Yongzheng and others came to pay their respects.

Hongli wiped his hands, and Chong Heshen asked, "Where's Chen Xincheng?"

"Lord Chen is already waiting outside, just waiting for the emperor's order." He Shen glanced outside the door while replying.

Hongli nodded and said, "Ask him, what kind of itinerary has he arranged for today?"

Chen Xincheng, the co-prefect of Shuntian Mansion, saluted Hongli in an orderly manner, and before Hongli could speak, he presented two stacks of ledgers.

Hongli looked at the two tall stacks of ledgers on the tray, and asked in confusion, "What are you doing?"

Chen Xincheng said with a smile: "Your Majesty, these are all the accounts of the government. The lower officials specially ordered someone to sort them out and ask the Emperor to have a look."

He Shen frowned when he heard the words, Hongli raised his eyebrows and said: "Chen Xincheng, do you think that I came to check the accounts when I passed by Zhuozhou on the east tour?"

Chen Xincheng didn't hear the displeasure in Hongli's words, and continued to laugh and said: "If the emperor feels tired looking at the account books, the officials can read it to the emperor."

Hongli was silent for a long time, then suddenly slapped the table, and said angrily: "Chen Xincheng, do you think that after reading these account books, I will feel that you have fulfilled your duties, and then you successfully kept the top hat and won the award to become a great success?"