He Shen

If this scream was placed in the daytime, it might not be so noticeable.

But it happened to be at night, when it was almost midnight, there was no other sound in the entire tent except for the low chirping of insects.This sudden scream really shocked the whole world and went straight to the sky.

The distribution of the resident tents is very orderly, the emperor's sleeping tent is naturally in the center, surrounded by concubines, then the royal family, then the guard camp, outside the guard camp are civil and military officials, and finally the Eight Banners soldiers.

When Feng Shenger rushed out the door, several adjacent tents also moved, and many people ran towards the place of the cry without even wearing shoes and holding a knife, but the sound was very short, and suddenly there was news .

Everyone was frowning, and there was a voice, "Master, Lord, you can't go in, I'm afraid there are traps inside."

All the guards' tents were gathered in one place. When Feng Sheng'e rushed over, several people surrounded Shanbao's tent. When Fukang'an was about to go in, Xiao Xizi stopped in front of him, "Master, I yelled several times. There was no response, fearing that there might be smoke inside.”

"Bring the torch." Fukang'an was just in a hurry, but he didn't lose his mind.

There was a faint smell of blood, Feng Sheng looked down and saw a person in a bodyguard uniform lying on the ground curled up without any movement, he frowned and asked, "What's wrong?"

The door of Shanbao's camp was wide open, and the milky white moonlight reflected the misty shadow, making the scene inside blurry.

Fukang'an had already fallen asleep, and came out in a hurry. He was only wearing a snow-white coat, his hair was scattered behind his head, and his facial features were stern. Before he could utter a word, he gritted his teeth and said, "It's just that this person is lying on the ground. The door of Shanbao's tent is open, and there is no movement after calling several times inside. Something is wrong."

"Tie it up first." Feng Shenger gave an order, and his own guards dragged the man up, pulled his face away, and saw that the man's face was pale, his teeth were gritted, his mind was in a daze, the blood on his lower abdomen was wet, and he knew the way , "Isn't this Qing Hai? Why did you come here?" He couldn't run away without tying him up.

"Open the window for ventilation." Buyanda Lai also arrived, and was about to open the window as he spoke, but was stopped by Feng Sheng's hand, pointing to the tent door.

A dozen torches were lit, and it could be seen from the open tent that a chair was placed directly opposite the door, and a crossbow was fixed on the chair.There was also a chair facing the draft window, on which was mounted the same crossbow, attached to the tent by a thread.

Further inside, Shanbao was lying on the bed.Liu Xiang was placed on the ottoman below, and he didn't wake up from such a loud noise, so he was clearly in a daze.

Fukang'an was worried, "I'll go in first and get Shanbao out."

"Be careful, there are thin threads on the ground." Feng Sheng pointed to the thin threads that reflected light under the firelight, and he was able to detect them thanks to his carefulness.

Buyan Dalai couldn't help wiping the sweat off his forehead, thinking, it really looks like pansi.Tanhualang's head is not quite the same as ours, and it's a bit more complicated.

"Master Ali Gon has arrived."

Ali Gun was followed by several guards, their brows were tightly furrowed. At this time, the torches illuminated the camp as bright as day, and everyone could clearly see the anger on Ali Gun's face.

Feng Shenge told Ama the reason in a low voice. Ali Gun saw that Fu Kang'an was about to burst into flames, so how dare he let Fu Kang'an go to be a death squad to save people.Don't think that Fu Heng is an honest man, and honest people are even more difficult to provoke. He waved his hand, "Feng Da, Feng Er, Feng San, don't go through the main entrance, open a hole in the curtain over Shanbao's bed, and get rid of people first." Come out. Watch out for the mechanism."

You young soldiers, you have to worry about the wind and rain when you stand guard on weekdays, just for show, but at critical moments... I dare not use you.It's hard for me to explain to your father who hurt anyone.

When Shanbao blew the cold wind, his mind was dizzy, and he was a little sober, but his limbs were sore and weak, and he had no strength at all.

"Go to my place." Fukang'an's heart was on fire, and he couldn't lose his composure in front of the crowd. "My place is closer. Seeing him like this, I can't ask anything."

"Send someone to invite an imperial doctor." He told Feng Sheng.

Feng Sheng said, "Someone has already asked for it."

Both the prince and the prince heard about it.

In the middle of the night, he got up from Fujin's bed, pulled up his trousers, put on a robe, and ran to Ali Gun to ask what happened.

Prince He Hongzhou has always been known for being unreliable, and his typical behavior is that he likes to hold his own funeral, but this person was raised in front of the empress dowager when he was a child, and has a close relationship with Qianlong, so Qianlong has nothing to do with him.

Hongzhou has always been careless, but after all, he was born in the royal family, and he knew the seriousness, so he asked with a straight face, "There are assassins, why?"

Greetings everyone, Hongzhou waved impatiently, "What are you eating in the middle of the night, get up." Sitting carelessly in the chair in the middle, he saw the imperial doctor taking off Qinghai's trousers, and the bloody trousers were ripped off, Everyone's eyeballs almost fell out.

A short-feathered arrow was inserted into Qing Hai's lower abdomen, and the wound was still bleeding.

Sadly, the one below was also hit by an arrow.

Miserable.

Everyone is a man, don't start, and mourn for Qinghai for 3 minutes.

Although Hongzhou likes funerals, he seldom sees this kind of emaciation, so he frowned.At that moment, the imperial doctor looked up profusely in sweat and asked, "My lord, my lord, this imperial guard... may not be able to save his life."

Hong Zhou was simply the savior who came to the door, Ali Gun naturally refused to let go of the golden opportunity, and hurriedly asked for instructions, "My lord, look..."

"What am I looking at, who is this person, how he got hurt, I don't know, I see, I think I'd better go back and sleep." Hong Zhou waved his hand, "It's not a trivial matter to keep him alive, it's the middle of the night Yes, the emperor will have to ask tomorrow." Stand up, turn around and walk away.

Hongzhou ordered his own soldiers to go out to inquire about what to do with such a thankless job, and then undressed and rested again.

On the second day, Qianlong was really angry, his face was livid, and he pointed at Hong Zhou and Ali Gun and cursed, "There are such vile, shameless, low-spirited, and thieves in my close bodyguards! How dare you treat your colleagues today?" If you make a move, how can you know that you will not dare to assassinate me in the future! Ali Gun, what a bad thing you are!"

Ali Gun repeatedly kowtowed to plead guilty, claiming to be incompetent.

Hong Zhou knew how to be a wallflower, bowing his head and fiddled with his own ruby ​​beads.

Qianlong was always suspicious, and looked at Shanbao with sharp eyes, "In the middle of the night, what kind of crossbow is installed in the room, what should I do if it hurts innocent people?"

Why are you so unpredictable, huh?

Know that someone is going to step on it and arrange the mechanism in advance?

Don't take people for fools, you have to say one, two, three today.

Because the bodyguard named Qing Hai was cut off, although his life was saved, he was still unconscious, making Shan Bao, the sufferer, like a defendant, and made a statement before the imperial court.Shanbao knelt down and replied, "I don't dare to lie to Long Live. I only installed a crossbow because I have always been timid, poor in martial arts, and afraid to sleep at night. I put the trap on the door because I was afraid of hurting innocent people. I thought, If you are a good person who knows the etiquette, you have to knock on the door first no matter what. If the servant is awake and opens the door, it will not hurt anyone. If someone breaks the door and enters by force, he must have no good intentions, and two arrows are also retribution."

"How do you know that someone is uneasy and kind to you? Do you have personal grievances?"

Shanbao raised his head, took a look at Qianlong, then lowered his head in a hurry, with a look of helplessness and anxiety, whispered and aggrieved, "I don't even recognize the guards last night, if you say why did he use these obscenities in the middle of the night?" The servant touched the tent of the slave by the means, and the servant thought, maybe it is because the servant is good-looking."

Qianlong raised the corner of his mouth, glanced sideways at Fu Heng who was standing beside him, smiled and picked up a cup of tea, and said slowly, "I think you are just average in appearance, so you can't be regarded as an overpowering country?"

Hearing that Qianlong's tone was not so harsh, Shanbao relaxed a little, and boldly sighed, "Long live, you live in the Imperial Garden every day, why haven't you seen it before. A slave is like a rice moss flower at best, so naturally I won't be in Long live you Lombok." You mustn't look at me, I don't like the old man either, Shanbao changed his voice, "But in the eyes of those who are used to looking at the dog's tail grass, maybe the slave is not bad."

If it wasn't for the wrong occasion, Qianlong would have laughed a few times and coughed. Hearing what Shanbao said was honest, and he didn't play any tricks, it made him put down his reprimand and waved his hand, "Well, I guess I'm scared too." I'm watching you. Xiaoluzi, take two plates of fruit to scare Shanbao."

"Slave, thank you Long Live Lord for the reward."

The victim, Shanbao, went out joyfully with two plates of fruit in his hands. Along the way, he met several people who looked at him in awe, which made Shanbao a little confused.

"Fukang'an, what's wrong with people?" Shanbao asked depressedly, "My eyes don't look right."

Fukang'an also had lingering fears. Fortunately, he didn't have the problem of knocking on Shanbao's door in the middle of the night, so he ate a piece of golden silk shumai and said, "You shot Qing Hai into a eunuch, who dares to offend you."

"That's what he asked for." Shanbao's face darkened, "Fortunately, I was prepared. If I dared to take Lao Tzu's idea, the eunuch would have given him a good deal!" Looking at Fu Kang'an, he said gloomyly, "If I was awake at that time , let him step on it into muddy mud, saving the trouble of the imperial doctor's knife!"

Fukang'an clearly felt a chill from under his crotch, clamped his legs, and smiled, "That's that, just wait and see, that kid can't be good, even the Holy One can't spare him, the third rotten thing .”

"What is this?" Shanbao held a lotus-shaped puff pastry, like a lotus flower just blooming, with layers of golden puff pastry on the outside wrapped with hawthorn red puff pastry, it will be crushed with a little strength, and the inside is crimson. The stuffing, taste it, it is red bean paste.It melts in the mouth, fragrant and sweet.Shanbao smiled happily after eating, "It's delicious."

"Two-color lotus flower crisp." Fukang'an also took one to eat, "If it's freshly fried, it tastes better." Asked Shanbao, "How did you know that Qinghai would sneak up on you in the middle of the night?"

"He called me Rabbit behind his back." Shanbao wiped his mouth, half-closed his eyes, and sneered in his heart.

"Why didn't you tell me, I can't beat him to death!" Fu Kangan slapped the table angrily.

Shanbao picked up the tea, drank a couple of sips, suppressed the sweetness in his mouth, and said leisurely, "You are a man, and I am also a man." Seeing that Fukang'an's face turned sour, he hurriedly added a few words to comfort him, " If you can solve it, of course you have to solve it yourself, if there is really no way, I will ask you for help."

"It's alright this time, you can live in a tent with me."

Qianlong whittled Qing Hai and Qing Hai's father into blank slates, took back all official titles, and sent Qing Hai directly to the infantry yamen for interrogation.

The head of the department where Qing Hai worked was also dismissed and investigated.

Ali Gon fined his salary for one year and downgraded it to three levels to keep it.

After all the people were settled, Qianlong let out his anger and began to criticize the memorials. Fu Heng sat down and helped organize them.

"I remember when I was in the Chonghua Palace, when I was helping the late emperor to review the official documents, Xiaochuner, you helped me to prioritize and make tea for me." Qianlong looked at Fu Heng and sighed with great nostalgia. , "At that time, you were well-behaved and cute."

The slave was stupid at the time, insisting on treating you as a good person.

Fu Heng poured a cup of warm tea and put it in Qianlong's hand, "Your slave is already old." Just stop and stop when you are old.

"Who can stay old? I am nine years older than you." Qianlong leaned on the dragon couch, put down the cinnabar pen, smiled, and looked at Fu Heng's warm face, "Seriousness also has its benefits. You are always in my heart." You have a straight face, you don't have a single wrinkle on your face, how do you take care of it, tell me."

I'd better go first, he started convulsing again.Fu Hengdao, "Long live, it's time for lunch?"

As soon as he found the reason, Qianlong stopped him before he could escape, "It's just right, Xiaochun'er, you use it with me."

Fu Heng sternly said, "Thank you, my slave, for the gift of Long Live."

If you give food to other courtiers, generally speaking, you have to share a few tables separately.Fu Heng was used to eating at the same table with Qianlong. When his sister married Qianlong, he lived with him in Chonghua Palace.

At that time, Master Fu was still young, innocent and bright, less than seven years old.

The waiter carried it to the dining table, which was not as luxurious as outsiders thought. There were fifteen dishes in total, four kinds of pastry, and two kinds of rice. Qianlong used rouge rice, and Fu Heng used green stem rice.

Qianlong gave him a look, and Xiao Luzi retreated with his servant knowingly.

Put a chopstick of spring bamboo shoots and salt-fried diced chicken into Fu Heng's bowl. Fu Heng got up and took the bowl. Before Xie En could speak, Qianlong said, "Sit down and eat. As more and more rules are added, I will become more and more respectful." I like you, I really don't know what to do." He raised his eyebrows to look at Fu Heng with a half-smile, and said with a slanted nasal voice, "Huh?"

Fu Heng married his elder sister into the Chonghua Palace when he was a child. Speaking of which, he was really raised by Qianlong. He knew Qianlong a little bit, so he didn't answer the conversation and just ate with his head.

No food.

Qianlong was less talkative when he was eating. Seeing that Fu Heng was eating, his face gradually relaxed and became much softer. He smiled in his heart and ate in an orderly manner.

In fact, the two have similar tastes, and Fu Heng is careful in his work, so he only concentrates on eating.After all, the chef's craftsmanship is extraordinary, and when he was happy with the meal, he even scooped up a spoonful of three delicacies duck and wanted to pass it to Qianlong.

The Qianlong bowl was raised, and when Fu Heng met Qianlong's dragon face with slender eyebrows and eyes, he suddenly came back to his senses, his hands were in mid-air, his face tightened in embarrassment: I, am I the upper body of a ghost, right?

Me, what am I doing this?

Me, my old problem again?

Qianlong let out a muffled laugh, coughed, his eyes became a line of laughter, "I'm holding a bowl."

With a flip of Hao's wrist, Fu Heng put the food in Qianlong's bowl. Feeling unwilling, he lowered his eyes and said lightly, "Long live, you should not smile. When you laugh, you can only see your eyebrows but not your eyes. It's really worrying." Look at your little girl. Bala's eyes are unlucky.

"You are better than Xiao Chun'er, you have bright eyes and touching hearts." Qianlong teased him, fearing that he would be annoyed, and coaxed him, "Okay, I'm happy now. Eat, don't be angry with me. Really, when I was young, I had What delicious food is the first one to think of me, now I have to rush to please you, could it be that this is the turn of feng shui."

Fu Heng put another spoonful of delicacies and vegetables into Qianlong's imperial bowl, and said in a deep voice, "Eat." Can't chat naturally?

Qianlong smiled and said no more.

It's just that I heard later that the chef of the imperial dining room won the award, which is really glorious.