[Qing Chuan] Mu Emperor's Grace

"It's a slave... overstepping." He Shen lowered his head and said word by word.In the past, because He Shen was familiar with the rules of appellation in the Qing Dynasty, he only felt that the word "minion" was reasonable, but now he finds this self-proclaimed extremely harsh.

Hongli stared at him blankly, opened his mouth but still didn't say anything.

"Heshen, according to the laws of the Qing Dynasty, ministers are not allowed to make friends with the prince without authorization, otherwise they will be suspected of forming a clique. You should be clear about this, but now you know that you have violated the law. Say it yourself, how should I deal with you?"

Hongli turned his back to Heshen, and didn't hear an answer for a long time.Just as he was wondering, he suddenly heard a muffled sound, like the sound of a heavy object falling.

Hongli quickly turned his head and found that the person who was sitting on the couch had already collapsed under the brocade quilt.

"He Shen!" Hongli rushed forward, only to see that the cheeks of the person on the bed were flushed, as if drunk.When Hongli touched his forehead, his expression changed drastically, and the unusual hotness made Hongli panic.

"Come here, Xuan is accompanying the imperial physician." With He Shen's fever, Hongli directly forgot about the punishment.

When the imperial physician was brought to him, he was also taken aback by He Shen's body temperature: "It's terrible, this heat is definitely not something that can be triggered after a short while. Low-grade fever and not taking a good rest, it’s only because of the cold that it’s getting worse.”

After listening to the imperial physician's words, Hongli thought of the muffled sound, and felt terrified for a while.He also heard the imperial doctor say: "Fortunately, the treatment was timely, and Mr. He has always been in good health, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous."

While the imperial physician was administering needles to He Shen, Hongli had someone pour warm water on him, and wet the handkerchief on He Shen's forehead.

But at the beginning, He Shen only felt that his eyes were dark, his head was heavy and his neck was sore.The voice of Hongli talking in his ear became smaller and smaller, and finally he lost consciousness after a while of spinning around.

Gradually, his tired body relaxed, and at this moment, several shouts came from his ears: "Shen He, Shen He."

He Shen felt a headache, and he asked loudly, "Who are you?"

Immediately afterwards, he heard an extremely familiar voice: "Heh...you don't recognize me. You took my body and asked who I am?"

The person who was in a coma trembled all over, and the imperial doctor said with relief: "Look, your majesty, there is some movement with your lord, and the acupuncture is effective."

"Are you... the real Heshen?" the young man asked hesitantly.

He only heard the voice and said with a smile: "I have been waiting here for a long time."

The young man became more and more confused as he listened. He asked, "Where am I now?"

The voice seemed to have heard something extremely funny, and giggled: "You are in a dream."

After hearing this, the young man was silent for a moment, and finally said: "I have indeed occupied the magpie's nest. If you have a way, I can return this body to you."

Hearing this, the voice laughed even more heartily: "Seven days after a person dies, if he cannot be reincarnated, he can only turn into a lonely soul and wander in the world. What is talking to you now is just a wisp of remnant soul. I’m not going, and I don’t want to go back.”

The young man was suddenly a little annoyed by He Shen's deity's attitude, but he still restrained himself and said, "I've been...unknown about something?"

The voice didn't wait for him to ask, and smiled with interest: "What do you want to ask?"

"Do you really know what the emperor thinks about you?" This is also a question that has troubled young people for a long time.How did He Shen in history view Hongli? Does he know the most secret and ulterior thoughts in Hongli's heart?

The young man's question seemed to surprise the voice, and there was a moment of silence in the dream.Immediately there was a piercing laughter, which was delayed for a long time intermittently: "Thoughts? What kind of thoughts? You don't think the master has thoughts of admiration for me, do you?"

The young man was taken aback, and he really wanted to ask: "Isn't it?" However, the voice didn't give him a chance to interject, and he just continued on his own: "Master has never loved anyone, his favorite, Always only himself."

The voice seemed to persuade the young man, and murmured: "You heard it just now. In the eyes of the master, you will always be a slave. When he is happy, he rewards you with gold and silver mountains, and is obedient to you; Kick it away. Is that love? Isn’t that love? The master is just too lonely alone. He wants someone to listen to his heart, and someone who understands his thoughts to be by his side. I always Serving him tremblingly, never daring to cross the threshold, because I know that in his eyes, I am nothing but a slave in the final analysis."

The young man was silent, he had never thought about this level.During his days as Heshen, he felt the emperor's love and protection all the time, and he took it for granted that Hongli loved Heshen in history, but he never expected that the real deity in history was not so think.

Seeing that he didn't answer, the voice continued on its own: "If I'm not wrong, you didn't marry a wife and have children. I married Feng, the granddaughter of the governor of Zhili, and later I was investigating the case of the governor of Zhejiang, Wang Danwang. I got to know Qing Lian. The two of them handled the affairs of the entire family in an orderly manner, until I was confiscated by the new emperor and imprisoned, and I was still buried with my own body. Dare I ask you, which one can the master do? "

Young people want to refute, but don't know where to start?The voice didn't want him to react, as if he fell into a strange circle of talking to himself: "The master is the king, and I am the minister. In his eyes, I am just an object who comes and goes when he calls. He treats me well only because I never do things that are out of line and against his orders, and I always act as a loyal slave in front of him."

As the young man listened, the anger in his heart gradually accumulated.Hearing the deity complaining about Hongli like this, he felt inexplicably angry.

"Enough!" He suddenly interrupted the deity's self-talk, and said angrily: "You keep saying, what about the emperor, what about you? How can you be noble? Yes, how powerful you are! You can clearly understand the emperor's mind, and then enjoy his being different from you wantonly, use power to satisfy your own selfish desires, and at the same time feel resentful towards the emperor and laugh at his self-righteousness. You take him to treat you The idea of ​​trusting him, I have done a lot of things to displease him."

The voice obviously didn't expect the young man to attack suddenly, so he was speechless for a while.The young man refused to let go: "You said that he treated you as a slave. Indeed, at the beginning you were indeed masters and slaves, and the emperor would think so because of the environment in which you grew up. But what about you? From the bottom of your heart, you treat yourself As a slave, in your eyes, only Feng Shi and Wu Qinglian are equal to you. You can get the emotions that satisfy your morbid self-esteem from them, but you can't get it from the emperor, so you are happy Feng Shi and Wu Qinglian regard getting along with the emperor as a nightmare."

The wisp of remnant soul was shocked by the youth's sudden eruption, and after a long silence, he smiled and said, "Just think about it, if the master really has a heart, how can he not see that you are not me if you are by his side for a long time?" ?”

The young man sighed, surprised at He Shen's sobriety and selfishness, and unconsciously tinged a bit of coldness in his tone of speech: "First, how can ordinary people think of such weird things as soul traversal? Second, Even if the emperor sees the clue, with his temperament, he will only repeatedly ask for confirmation until he confirms it, so how can he easily tell others? You said that the emperor has no love for you, so why have you ever loved him? Take advantage of his tender attachment to you, keep giving him hope, and let the emperor willingly listen to your slander. It’s really despicable to be so deceitful and talk nonsense here without blushing.”

The young man's long series of words did not make the voice fluctuate at all: "I am obedient to my master, considerate and meticulous. Master wants to hear soft words, so I will tell him; Master wants to sleep well If the master wants to recite poems and odes, I will throw bricks to attract jade. On the other hand, the master gives me rich clothes, food, glory and wealth, but each takes what he needs. You can't understand me, but these If it were you, you might not be able to do it.”

The young man was stunned when he heard the words. Although he hated such deliberate flattery and flattery, he had to admit that He Shen was indeed extremely respectful and considerate as a minister.That appearance is not much more than the care and love between modern couples. No wonder Hongli, who grew up in the deep palace and was lonely all the year round, could not let go of this kind of tenderness.

However, He Shen can understand this kind of superficial tenderness, but Hongli regards this kind of tenderness and nostalgia as real love.It is hard for young people to imagine how broken and desperate Hongli would be when he was reborn with his memory and saw all kinds of bad deeds that the righteous master concealed from him, and knew that all the tenderness was an illusion deliberately created by the righteous master.

He suddenly understood that there was an explanation for Hongli's intermittent anger and irritability, as well as those unreasonable but extremely firm accusations.

The young man smiled wryly and said: "What I just said is wrong, you are not only despicable, but also cruel. Have you ever thought about how the emperor will feel if one day he knows your true face?"

The voice responded without any hesitation: "There won't be a day when I watched the master leave peacefully with my own eyes. Watching the new emperor ascend the throne, until the master Long Yubintian, he will live as long as I gave him. In the peaceful and prosperous age created, there is a dream of the Mingjun in the prosperous age.

The young man listened to all this in amazement, as if he had heard the Arabian Nights.The voice seemed to be unaware of his surprise, and continued: "What's more, even if the master finds out the truth by accident, I'm sure I can get over it. If I can't get over it, I will accept my fate. But he Your Majesty, it is not difficult to find someone to replace me."

For some reason, the young man suddenly felt a little pitiful for Hongli. At an age when he didn't know what love was, he met a shrewd and frightening courtier, who understood all his emotions.Then he created a scene where flowers were blooming on the surface, but the inside was full of failures.Let him indulge in the illusion of tenderness little by little, thinking that this dependence on his courtiers is a heartbeat he has never had before.

The young man couldn't help stepping back step by step, and said in a trembling voice: "You... are too scary." In the past, the young man thought that because of his understanding of history, he could imitate He Shen's deity, from voice, manner, to dealing with people, as long as he put a little effort into it. Mistakes can be avoided.But it wasn't until this moment that he realized that what he would never learn was the ruthlessness of the deity, after gaining insight into people's hearts, to use the weaknesses in anyone's heart to pave the way for his bright future.

In contrast, Hongli's moody temper and harsh words blurted out when angry are nothing.

"Don't worry, this is the first conversation between you and me, and it will also be the last time. The judge in the palace of Hades said that I still have fetters left in the world, so I linger all day long, unable to cross the bridge of Naihe. Only now did I understand that it was for Waiting for you to fall asleep."

Seeing that the young man was silent, the voice laughed again: "Speaking of which, if you say it, the master may really get the affection he wants." After leaving such a sentence, the voice disappeared.

The young man knew that in this life he would live as He Shen, but those grievances and entanglements in the past disappeared with the disappearance of that wisp of soul.

"Hongli..." The sleeping young man murmured the emperor's name in a young voice, and the imperial doctor who performed the needle trembled in fright, and almost stabbed in the wrong place.