Qing Dynasty Chronicle

When Sheng Mingzhen woke up, the first person he saw and the first words he heard was a handsome young man with a bare forehead bent down and asked with a smile in surprise, "Fourteenth brother is awake?"

Before Sheng Mingzhen could react, there was another plop coming from nowhere, and Sheng Mingzhen subconsciously looked towards the source of the sound, only to find that it was a half-grown child kneeling on the ground, but his eyes were completely Overjoyed, "Master, you are awake!"

At this time, Sheng Mingzhen, who had already rolled his eyes, realized that something was wrong. He was not in the library, nor in the hospital. He was now in a yurt-like tent.In addition to the Qing Dynasty attire of the handsome boy who was sitting beside him and the eunuch attire of the half-grown child kneeling on the ground, Sheng Mingzhen felt a wave of shock.

Perhaps it was because Sheng Mingzhen's expression was too rich, the handsome boy leaned over with a worried expression, "Fourteenth brother, what's wrong with you? But what's wrong with your body?"

This call made Sheng Mingzhen fix his eyes on this handsome young man, and then the quilt covering him moved, and then he rolled his eyes, and passed out again.

Sheng Mingzhen was so stupefied that the handsome boy was so terrified that he took up the ground and turned around and shouted at the half-grown child, "Go and ask the imperial doctor, who said that the fourteenth brother woke up and passed out again!" !"

The little eunuch who put on a smiling face just now froze when he heard this, but he still answered professionally and ran out of the tent.

When the little eunuch ran away, he brought back not only the imperial physician, but also a group of Hulala people.

The leader was a majestic old man about 50 or [-] years old in a dragon robe. As soon as he entered the tent, he didn't care about the greetings from the handsome guy who stayed in the tent. After looking at Sheng Mingzhen for a while, he waved his hand to let the imperial doctor who was carrying the medicine box come forward to treat him, and finally turned his attention to the handsome boy, "Thirteen, what's going on?"

The handsome young man named Thirteen saluted and replied respectfully, "Responding to Ama's words, I just came to visit the fourteenth brother, and the fourteenth brother opened his eyes not long after he came in, but the fourteenth brother He just lay on the bed and looked around for a while, then passed out again, Erchen was panicked, and didn't dare to touch the fourteenth brother casually, so he just stood aside and let Xiaoxi call the imperial doctor."

The handsome man's answer obviously satisfied the old man. He nodded slightly, "Very good." After speaking, he turned his gaze to the imperial physician who was taking Sheng Mingzhen's pulse. He waited until the imperial physician with the gray goatee retracted his hand and asked, "How about Fourteen?"

The old doctor saluted respectfully and replied, "If you go back to the emperor, brother Fourteen's pulse is stable and there is no serious problem."

"It's okay, why did you faint again just now?" the emperor asked.

The old doctor replied, "Brother Fourteen fell from the horse and injured his head, he will inevitably feel a little dizzy..."

The questioning over there was still going on, but Sheng Mingzhen, who was pretending to be unconscious, had a storm in his heart, Thirteen?fourteen?emperor?Khan Ama?what 's wrong?

Yes, it was Sheng Mingzhen who pretended that moment just now, and Sheng Mingzhen's professional courses are still very solid based on the current situation. This won him time to roughly figure out the status quo, and it also made him fall into greater panic and panic. At a loss.

While straining his nerves and pretending to be dizzy, he kept his ears up and listened to the speeches of a large group of people beside his bed. What prince, what servant, what Khan Ama, what thirteenth elder brother, what fourteenth elder brother, these messages entered Sheng Mingzhen's In the ear, and then through the operation of the CPU in the brain, as well as the moment when he secretly pinched his thigh that was almost so painful that he almost took a breath, all the factors summed up, all pointed the conclusion drawn by Sheng Mingzhen in one direction—— He has time-traveled, not only has he time-traveled, he has also transmigrated in a conventional way!

The moment he came to this conclusion, Sheng Mingzhen frowned twice uncontrollably, his eyelashes trembled a few times, and his eyes rolled unconsciously, and this subtle change did not miss the guard who was standing by. Xiaoxi's eyes, whose entire wealth and life are tied to Sheng Mingzhen's body, knelt down again, "Just now, just now, the master's eyeballs turned!"

This sound interrupted Lord Kangxi's questioning of the imperial physician, and attracted the attention of the people in the tent. Sheng Mingzhen, who was lying on the bed and pretended to be dead, was almost melted by the scorching sight. Before he could figure it out, he scolded that talkative little eunuch thousands of times in his heart.

But for Kangxi, it was a good thing that his son was about to wake up. He quickly returned to Sheng Mingzhen, took Sheng Mingzhen's hand outside, and called softly, "Fourteen, fourteen, you can hear the sweat!" Amma's? Where is Khan Amma here? Fourteen, can you hear me?"

The call that was heard in Sheng Mingzhen's ears made him feel hot. It had nothing to do with the majesty of the emperor, but the voice full of his father's concern was almost a luxury for Sheng Mingzhen before this.

Sheng Mingzhen's mind was flustered, and his eyelashes blinked even more uncontrollably. This reaction seemed to be that Kangxi's call had an effect, and apparently Master Kang thought so too, so he called out more urgently.

His brain was confused for a while, and finally Sheng Mingzhen made a quick decision. He took a deep breath and silently said "bless you, masters of performances" in his heart. After that, he finally opened his eyes in the anticipation of the whole tent, and then looked straight at him. It was the Emperor Kangxi who was still holding his hand at this moment, and his loving eyes could not conceal the majesty of his body.

Seeing his beloved Fourteenth son opened his eyes, Kangxi smiled pleasantly, "Fourteenth, are you awake? You scared Amah Khan!"

Sheng Mingzhen's waking up made everyone in the tent heave a sigh of relief, and after hearing Kangxi's pleasantly surprised question, everyone's face was full of joy. As for who is sincere and who is false, that's for the time being , because the first sentence that the fourteenth elder brother who just woke up froze everyone in place, "fourteen... who is it? khan ama... who is it?"

With just such a soft sentence, Kangxi, who was nearly fifty years old, froze the smile on his face, then turned his head and stared sharply at the imperial doctor whose hands and feet began to tremble, "What's going on?"

"Slave...slave..." The goatee old doctor felt the cold sweat break out on his back, and finally fell to his knees with a plop, "Slave deserves death!"

But obviously, Master Kang didn't have his grandson's horrible hobbies of "If you can't cure it, come and see him", he just looked at the goatee doctor for a while, then raised his hand and asked several other doctors to give Sheng Mingzhen together Have a good diagnosis and treatment.

After peeling the eyelids, checking the pulse with the tongue and asking about the body's feelings, several imperial physicians frowned and went to discuss together, while Master Kang was still sitting on Sheng Mingzhen's lap with his fourteenth son.

Perhaps it was because the daze and helplessness revealed by Sheng Mingzhen's clear eyes were too obvious, the emperor, who was obviously in a bad mood at the moment, patted Sheng Mingzhen's hand with a gentle expression, "Fourteen, don't be afraid, Khan Ama is here with you by my side."

The worry and reassurance in Master Kang's eyes were so real that Sheng Mingzhen, who hadn't experienced his father's love for a long time, felt warm in his heart. He held Kangxi's hand behind his back and nodded obediently, "Yes."

Looking at the young son who was originally like a young leopard full of vigor and now turned into a limp bunny, Kangxi felt distressed, and patted Sheng Mingzhen's hand again, and did not speak any more, just waiting for the doctor's diagnosis. .

The warm interaction between father and son fell into the eyes of other people in the tent, and everyone reacted differently. The elder brother was expressionless, the prince had a mocking smile on his face, and the thirteenth elder brother looked worried. The tenth and 56th elder brothers were still young, looked at their fourteenth elder brother and then at their Khan Ama, and finally stood motionless next to their thirteenth elder brother as a set.

After some discussions among the imperial physicians, the conclusion about the current situation of the fourteenth elder brother came out. Sheng Mingzhen's vernacular summary of the old saying is "falling off the horse, hitting the ground, knocking, and losing memory, but in this situation It should be temporary, maybe it will recover after a while', this conclusion was what Sheng Mingzhen wanted, but it was obviously not for Kangxi, so he was silent for a while, until the clothes of several imperial doctors were soaked in cold sweat Only then did he tell him to prescribe the prescription carefully, and make sure that the fourteenth elder brother Yinti recovers as soon as possible, so he finally comforted Sheng Mingzhen for a while before leaving.

A group of people hula-la came, and a group of people hu-la-la left, and the fourteenth elder brother Yinqi's tent became quiet again.

After sending away Emperor Kangxi, several princes and imperial physicians, Xiao Xizi, who returned to the tent, saw that her master was staring at the top of the tent in a daze. The little eunuch on the side then went to the imperial physician to get the newly prescribed prescription.

The original Sheng Mingzhen, now the fourteenth elder brother Yinti, stared at the roof of the tent for a long time, and the little eunuch who was waiting on the side did not dare to make a sound. For a while, there was silence inside the tent, only the faint voice outside the tent. The sound of insects chirping came.

But now the fourteenth elder brother Yinti who has changed the core is far less calm than he looks on the surface. He just thinks the current situation is extremely absurd. Just because he rolled down the stairs, he rolled back to the Qing Dynasty 400 years ago. ?Is it so good that I can time-travel and become the character in the movie I was about to shoot in modern times-Yinti, the No.14 son of Emperor Kangxi?Sheng Mingzhen had to accept such an almost absurd coincidence.

I was lucky enough to get away with amnesia today, so what about tomorrow?How should we face the shrewd emperor tomorrow, and the elder brothers and ministers who have become smart?Sheng Mingzhen doesn't know, as long as he thinks about the future, when he thinks about getting along with those elder brothers who have thrown him out of the outer space by tricks, and when he thinks of Jiulong seizing the throne, Sheng Mingzhen's mind is full of He said two words - walking on thin ice, startling every step.

Back then, I would have accepted another modern drama instead of that Qing palace drama. If I hadn’t accepted the Qing palace drama, I wouldn’t have gone to the library to look up information. If I hadn’t gone to the library to look up information, I wouldn’t have come here. The shit is gone... Sheng Mingzhen's mind was spinning these words like wheels, and finally let out a long breath, and said, "Bring a mirror."

"Hey." The little lady who was waiting by the side tensed up listened to the order, and immediately bowed her waist and carefully handed a mirror to Sheng Mingzhen.

Seeing the person in the mirror, Sheng Mingzhen whistled in his heart. He is also a handsome boy with bright eyebrows and starry eyes. Although his complexion is a little pale, he can still vaguely see his usual energetic appearance—that is The bare forehead is a bit of an eyesore.

After looking at it for a while, Sheng Mingzhen put down the mirror, and then looked at the two young eunuchs who were guarding the side obediently with their heads down. He coughed lightly and was about to speak when the curtain was lifted again. After seeing the movement, his expression was a little surprised, "Thirteen...brother?"