[Qing Chuan] Mu Emperor's Grace

The car drove into Qufu City, and the people on the roadside gradually increased, and most of the onlookers were watching the excitement.Listening to the hustle and bustle of people's voices outside, He Shen suddenly became uneasy.

After finally waiting for the car to stop, he quickly lifted the curtain and looked at the people in the prison car.The shabby yellow prison uniform on Qian Feng's body has now become a big dye vat, with yellow and green rotten leaves hanging on it, and stinky egg liquid, it looks horrible.

Qian Feng's face was also smeared with filth. It looked a little funny at first, but the protagonist of the incident closed his eyes tightly from the beginning to the end, blocking the angry curses of the people from his sight. Such a high-handed demeanor is really a prisoner the only one of them.

Hongli got off the imperial chariot slowly, glanced at Qian Feng's miserable situation, but there was no expression on his face.He waved his hand and told Hai Lancha: "Put him in prison..."

Standing on the side of the prison cart, He Shen was swept over by Hongli's indifferent eyes, but was ignored like a drop in the ocean.He opened his mouth, wanting to say something for Qian Feng, but he heard the emperor's order without emotion.

The moment Hongli turned around, He Shen summoned up his courage and said, "Your Majesty...Master Qian..."

But Hongli interrupted him: "As you expected, I have prepared torture for him. How much face he made me lose in the past, I will pay back."

He Shen hesitated, and wanted to say something more, but was stopped by Hai Lancha: "Master He, if you are really good for Mr. Qian, please don't say a few words."

He Shen felt sad, of course he understood what Hai Lancha meant: the last time he argued with Hongli, Qian Feng was escorted to Qufu; this time he only said half a sentence, Qian Feng was waiting for countless torture with him.

Ji Xiaolan listened not far or near, a gleam flashed in his eyes, his chin was obviously beardless, but he stroked it with his hand, and murmured: "This power is no less powerful than the battle when the queen died before." Duo Rang, what a fool.

It happened that a maid in the other garden passed by the porch, Ji Xiaolan had sharp eyes, saw a living creature in her arms, and immediately became curious: "Wait a minute, girl, I see that you are holding a cat in your arms?"

The maid was suddenly questioned, and was at a loss for a while.After a while, seeing Ji Xiaolan's pleasant face, he relaxed his vigilance, and his answer became brisk: "Replying to your lord, this is the cat that the magistrate ordered your servants to bring to Shi Gege to relieve boredom."

Ji Xiaolan nodded knowingly, and then asked, "Why are the pupil colors on both sides of this cat different?"

The girl smiled and said, "This is a unique cat in Qilu. It is a hybrid of Linqing's lion cat and civet cat. Because of the different eye colors, the locals call it a Persian cat."

Ji Yun became more and more curious when she said this, and immediately said to the maid: "I am also very curious about this cat, I wonder if I can give Ji a hug?"

The maid hesitated for a moment, then handed the cat to Ji Xiaolan. After all, it was a cat for Ge Ge to enjoy, and it must have been strictly selected.The cat was snow white and very obedient, Ji Xiaolan teased it for a while, but the cat never showed its paws to scratch anyone.

Ji Xiaolan started to tease him, but for a moment he refused to let go. Seeing He Shen raised his eyes and looked over, he raised his hand and said, "Master He, come here, I'll show you something new."

He Shen stepped forward and immediately recognized the Persian cat in Ji Xiaolan's arms.In the Qing Dynasty, bloodlines like Persian cats were naturally the pets of the royal family. The one Ji Xiaolan is holding is of top-notch appearance and character.

Before He Shen could speak, Ji Xiaolan stroked the cat's back and said softly, "You see, this is a little ancestor, you have to take care of it."

He Shen was amused by his cautious tone, and Ji Xiaolan spoke as if he had never seen a cat before.He raised his chin at Ji Xiaolan, motioning him to give the cat to him.

Ji Xiaolan glanced at him, and put the cat in his arms suspiciously.When the young man was studying in modern graduate school, he lived in a slightly old single dormitory. Although the conditions were not as good as the newly built double room, the freedom was better.In that small single room, the young man is not alone, he also has a cat ancestor who has a somewhat tricky and weird temper.

Every time the junior sister came to visit his dormitory, she would sigh: "Senior brother, you have such a bad temper for raising this cat. Others prefer a docile breed like a puppet. This one of yours is about to turn the world upside down."

The young man smiled gently and mischievously: "You don't understand, I just love this little temper in it. If it is really obedient and obedient, I find it boring."

Because of his modern experience of serving cat ancestors, He Shen got started very quickly.The cat also seemed to feel that his embrace was particularly comfortable, serving him better than a novice like Ji Xiaolan, so it purred comfortably in He Shen's arms.

Ji Xiaolan looked at his skillful hair smoothing technique, and occasionally scratched the cat's chin lightly twice, making the cat not want to move at all. She was a little surprised, and then smiled: "I can't tell, Mr. He is still a master at teasing cats." ..."

He Shen was in a state of excitement, but Ji Xiaolan's words brought him back to his senses.When he returned the cat to the maid, the cat was still pulling at his cuff with its pad, not wanting to leave at all.

In the next second, Ji Xiaolan's words stunned He Shen, who was in a good mood: "Since Mr. He knows that this cat has to be served by its fur, why does it always touch its ass when it comes to the tiger? "

He Shen asked with a half-understanding: "Master Ji...he has little talent and learning, please tell Master Ji clearly."

Ji Xiaolan looked at the back of the maid who left, and said with a slight smile: "Serving cats is the same as serving people. You have to touch them along their fur, just like a dragon can't touch the scales, and a tiger can't touch the buttocks. You touch it. When you come to these taboo places, don't expect the master to treat you with good looks."

Ji Xiaolan's words obviously meant something, and He Shen also understood it.He was vaguely reminding himself that if he accidentally touched the tiger's butt, he touched Hongli's sore spot.

That night, He Shen tossed and turned and couldn't sleep well. What Hongli told the guards to punish Qian Feng still lingered in his mind.

An honest person like Qian Feng has offended many people because of his duties. In a place like a prison, if there is no one to take care of him, he will inevitably suffer a lot.Hongli's order was like adding insult to injury, how could such a thin body withstand all kinds of torture?

In a daze, Ji Xiaolan's words crossed He Shen's mind again.Serving a cat requires stroking along its fur, why not serving a human?He Shen suddenly had the urge to get up, and with the strength in his heart, he dressed neatly in one go, and then went out in the middle of the night with a lamp.

When he came back to his senses, he had already arrived in front of Hongli's other garden.The guards were dozing off, and the lights in Hongli's room were already off.He Shen was secretly annoyed, and ran over like a madman at night.Hongli might have recruited a concubine to sleep with him, and he was in his arms at the moment.

He Shen sighed, turned around and wanted to go back, but unexpectedly heard the sound of the door opening in the quiet night.The young man suspected that it was his own hallucination, so he didn't stop, but the next moment he heard Hongli's familiar voice: "He Shen? Why are you here?"

He Shen turned around suddenly, and saw Hongli standing under the palace lantern in front of the house.With the light on, He Shen saw that the door was open and the room was pitch black.Just like himself, Hongli also held a windbreak lamp in his hand.

Both of them suspected that they were hallucinating in the dark, and they were relatively silent for a while, until their conversation woke up the guard in front of the door.The guard looked at He Shen in astonishment, and said in surprise, "He... He-sama, you..." Seeing He Shen focused on the front again, the guard yawned curiously and turned his head, but his mouth was open. It's hard to close.Who can tell him why the emperor stood neatly in front of the door?

Just as he was thinking, the guard slapped himself sharply, and the clear and clear voice made He Shen's cheeks ache.He heard the guard say bitterly: "Wake up quickly, don't sleep!"

He Shen said softly: "You are not dreaming, it is indeed me."

The guard made a bitter face when he heard the words, and before he could make another move, he heard Hongli say: "I can't sleep, I want to come out for a walk, He Shen, do you want to go together?"

He Shen nodded and said: "The servant also wanted to come out for a walk, and somehow he came here. It was really like a fugue." He said, naturally following Hongli's footsteps.

The two left the other garden one after the other, leaving behind the guards who were still stunned.Only the little trace on the ground shows that what happened just now really happened.

The two walked in silence, and the atmosphere was a little awkward in the quiet night.He Shen pondered for a long time, and finally said: "Slave..." As soon as he spoke, he heard Hongli's voice: "Zhen..." The two of them seemed to have a good understanding, and they opened their mouths at the same time.

Hongli coughed lightly: "Tell me first..."

He Shen didn't evade any more, he stopped, looked straight into Hongli's eyes, his eyes were focused and sincere: "This servant is here to plead guilty to the Emperor." Get down on your knees.There was a crisp sound on the stone road, and there was no cushion under He Shen's knees, which made people feel painful.

Hongli frowned with a pair of handsome brows, and looked at him with deep eyes: "Apologize? What crime are you apologizing for?"

"The slave spoke rudely that day and offended the emperor..." No matter how dull He Shen was at this moment, he still understood the reason for Hongli's anger.That blurted question made Hongli see clearly that the disparity in status between the monarch and his ministers made He Shen unconsciously guard against him.Maybe even He Shen himself didn't realize that the first moment he learned about Qian Feng's case, he planted the seeds of doubting Hongli in his heart.The time after that was just a process of continuous fermentation of doubts.

Hongli stepped forward and helped him up with all his strength, with a faint smile on his face: "You are right, this is just what you think in your heart. These days, I have thought a lot. You will doubt me, but it is also human nature. It's normal." Hongli spoke of human nature, but his voice became smaller and smaller.As He Shen listened, he felt more and more lonely in his heart.

He had never seen Hongli like this before, and there was a bit of pitifulness in his grievances, like a stray cat abandoned by its owner in the cold night, making people unable to help but want to reach out to "him" to smooth its fur.

Thinking of this, He Shen really acted like a cat. He stroked the back of Hongli's neck with his hand, and comforted him, "I'm not sad..."

When he suddenly came back to his senses and withdrew his hand like an electric shock, Hongli in front of him had a long-lost smile on his face.