This person was shot like a hedgehog by ten thousand arrows, and heard the neighing of the horse behind him, the shield soldiers stood in two rows, and the war horse galloped wildly, riding on the war horse was a general, wearing dragon scale armor, his eyes were very terrifying, the long beard and sideburns on both sides hung down on his chest, and when the long sword in his hand fell, he saw the head of the person in front of him fall to the ground, and it was suddenly dark.

"No, no, Gongzi Qi, Gongzi Qi," He Jiehao woke up from his sleep and sat at the head of the bed, sweating profusely on his forehead. Hua Hong, who was sleeping next to her, suddenly opened her eyes and looked at He Jiehao in front of her, sat next to her, and said, "Childe, what's wrong?" ”

"No, it's nothing, let's go back to sleep," He Jiehao fell to lie on his side, his eyes wide open or because he was frightened in his dream. Hua Hong slept next to He Jiehao and said, "What kind of nightmare did Childe have," He Jiehao just nodded silently.

In 1799, the Qianlong Emperor collapsed, and at this time the wind and rain were in full swing, and the thunder continued. Emperor Qianlong quietly lay on the bed and passed away, the harem was a cry, the young Emperor Jiaqing was very quiet and knelt in front of the bed, did not say anything, it should be said that his child emperor has done the head, began to officially pro-government, become the real son of heaven in the Qing Dynasty. The rain was still falling, and in the midst of the heavy rain, within the deep walls of the palace, an official sedan chair fell in front of the Qianlong Emperor's bedroom.

"Emperor Taishang, why don't you wait for the old ministers, the emperor," one of the old ministers stepped in front of the body of Emperor Qianlong in filial piety clothes, knelt down and wept bitterly.

"He Shen, my father has passed away, so you should mourn," Emperor Jiaqing stood up and looked down at He Shen, who was kneeling in front of Emperor Qianlong's body. At this time, He Shen was already over the age of six, his sideburns were gray, and he was full of vicissitudes. Now that Emperor Qianlong is dead, He Shen has lost this umbrella, and he is not far from death, he is even more sad when he thinks of this, and he keeps kowtowing and even his scalp is broken, and he looks up and says: "Emperor Taishang, let the old minister go with you." ”

"Hurry up and help Hezhongtang," the attendant beside the emperor stepped forward to help He Shen, and He Shen slowly turned around and looked at the emperor and knelt down, and said, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, let the old minister guard filial piety for the Emperor." ”

"Your filial father already knows, and I still have to rely on Yu Hezhongtang to send Lord Zhongtang back to his house."

"Your Majesty!"

The Emperor just nodded, and Shen withdrew.

The sky has opened, it can be said that the rain has passed, He Jiehao got up and left in a hurry after leaving a note. After He Jiehao left, Hua Hong slowly got up, yawned and slowly walked to the round table, and saw the note He Jiehao left her on the round table.

"Miss Hua Hong is deeply sympathetic after listening to what you said last night, it is a great honor for me to have a bosom friend like you by my side, so you have to wait for me, wait for me to come back after high school to redeem you, and marry you into the door of the He family", Hua Hong threw down the note in her hand and put it on the round table, standing in front of the window, looking at the street scene outside the window, it was so prosperous. Looking at these idle people, everything is like a passing cloud, and she doesn't care so much anymore.

He Jiehao and Taigong walked out of Guyue Building and rushed to the examination room, but what they didn't expect was that the door of the examination room was closed, and there was a notice posted on the wall next to it, "The Emperor Taishang died last night, and the imperial examination was postponed for five years", among them was a young man standing in front of He Jiehao, looking up at this notice, his eyes were bright, his square face and sword eyebrows, and his eyebrows revealed a righteous atmosphere, it seems that this person is an upright person, about twenty years old. He Jiehao stood behind this person, and after reading this notice, he lowered his head and sighed.

"The great husband should stand between heaven and earth, how can he sigh for a long time, and use this blood to fulfill his responsibilities and loyalty to our country."

Brother Tai said it well, and such bold words made He Mou impassioned after hearing it. Emperor Taishang's funeral, the court is full of ups and downs, and there has always been a bloody palace battle between the change of the new dynasty or the new emperor's ascension to the throne. ”

"I don't know what Brother Tai is called?"

"In Xia He Jiehao, at the beginning of the word, this is He Yongtai, the father of the family, who is talented in words," Taigong stood next to Jiehao, smiling but not saying a word.

This person looked at the two of them and bent down to salute, and said: "In Xia Lin Zexu, a person from Fujian, the word is Shaomu, presumably Brother Tai is a noble person, why don't you and I find a teahouse to continue chatting?" ”

"Okay, it's rare for Brother Shaomu to have such a great ambition, but you and I are in harmony, and it is a privilege to be able to make friends with you in the next three lives." Then the prince stepped forward and said with a smile: "It's good that the two people with lofty ideals can chat together, and the old man won't join in the fun and say goodbye." After the prince saluted, he turned and left alone. He Jiehao caught up and stood behind Taigong and said, "Father." Taigong turned to face He Jiehao standing in front of him, nodded with a smile and satisfaction, held He Jiehao's hand with one hand and held it in the palm of his hand, feeling the warmth of his father's palm, this may be his father's hot heart. Taigong stretched out his other hand and gently patted the back of He Jiehao's hand, and said: "The two of you must have a bright future in the future, I am really happy for you to be a good teacher and a good friend, take advantage of it, and the future will depend on the two of you for your father," After finishing speaking, he let go of He Jiehao's hand and took a few steps back. He Jiehao still stood in place and nodded with a smile, but the tears in his eyes stayed in his sockets, looking at the wrinkles at the corners of Taigong's eyes, and some gray beards, which were the accumulation of vicissitudes of life. Looking at the lonely back of the princess, in the flow of people, slowly disappeared. Lin Zexu stood next to He Jiehao and sighed: "Father's love is like a mountain." ”

He Jiehao wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and said, "Brother Shaomu, let's go." ”

He Jiehao and Lin Zexu left together, and went to the Tianxiang Teahouse to sit down and talk about state affairs. Lin Zexu stood up, opened the window, looked into the distance, and said: "The mountain rain is coming, the wind is full of buildings, where should the Great Qing Kingdom go in the future?" ”

He Jiehao stepped forward and stood behind Lin Zexu, standing here quietly, looking into the distance, the bustling streets of Beijing.

He Shen sat in front of the coffin of the Emperor Taishang, looked up at the spiritual seat of the Emperor Daxing, closed his eyes, maybe his heart could be quiet at this moment, and there would be less trouble about the officialdom outside. But what he never expected was that the young emperor began to investigate and deal with Heshen, and gathered Wang Jie, Zhu Jue and other ministers who opposed Heshen to discuss the heinous crimes committed by Heshen back then.

"In the first year of Jiaqing, Fukangan died when suppressing the Miao uprising, at this time He Shen was appointed as the Minister of the Yellow Banner Guard, and the Yellow Flag Manchuria was unified, and the government decreed that this matter could be handled by He Shen's dereliction of duty," Emperor Zhu Jue stood beside the emperor and bent down.

Emperor Jiaqing was in deep thought at this time, thinking that this crime was not enough for the capital crime of Heshen, and looked at Wang Jie and said, "Wang Aiqing, what else do you say about this?" ”

Wang Jie stepped forward and knelt down and raised the chapter and said: "Your Majesty, Wechen has a recital of impeachment and Shen, after Wechen interrogated the personnel and officials related to the case overnight, the charges are true, and there is also a joint confession of the senior members of the DPRK and the Central Committee in this recital. ”

"He Shen, a traitor, leans towards the government and the opposition, excludes dissidents, and covers the sky with one hand, many loyal officials dare not speak out against him!" Emperor Jiaqing took the piece in Wang Jie's hand and held it in his hand, his anger surged, he got up and threw it aside, and said: "He Shen is a big corrupt official in my Qing Dynasty, and one of the moths in the Qing Dynasty!" ”

Wang Jie knelt in front of Emperor Jiaqing and said, "Your Majesty, these 20 major crimes are enough to condemn He Shen to death. ”

Emperor Jiaqing entered the Yangxin Palace to summon Prince Baylor, the Minister of Military Aircraft, and ordered his two elder brothers, Yongxuan, the eighth son of Qianlong, to be in charge of the Ministry of Officials, and the eleventh son Yongxuan to be in charge of the Military Aircraft Department, and announced that He Shen would be arrested and imprisoned. After He Shen was imprisoned, the ministers of the DPRK and China played impeachment one after another and were sentenced to death. Late at night, Gu Lun and Princess Xiao entered the palace to meet Emperor Jiaqing, and begged bitterly: "Your Majesty, you did not come this time to ask your father to intercede for forgiveness of his crimes, but also to ask the emperor to see his father's past exploits to the Qing Dynasty, and give him a three-foot white silk to preserve the body," and two days later, He Shen hanged himself in prison.

Bauhinia City inside and outside the cloth on a layer of white, white paper silver dollars thrown out, and then out of a group of ministers, dressed in linen and filial piety, the young Jiaqing Emperor walked in front, pulling the coffin of the Daxing Emperor slowly forward, the honor guard on both sides, and then followed out by many crying concubines. White paper silver dollars were scattered, some on the coffin of Emperor Daxing, and some on the ground and scattered with the breeze. The coffin of Emperor Qianlong was transported to the Eastern Mausoleum of the Qing Dynasty for burial, and the red sun on the horizon slowly fell on the mountain, adding a little gloom to this Bauhinia City. There are fewer and fewer pedestrians on the streets of Beijing, and then there are no people, and the shops are closed, and the desertion and desolation are very different from the city of Beijing in the past.

When night falls, the city of Beijing is deserted a lot, there are basically no pedestrians on the street at this time, only the Fengming Tower is still a place with bright lights, the business travelers who come and go, the dignitaries and dignitaries are a lot, they swagger into this Fengming Tower. The old bustard of Fengming Lou pushed the red door and said, "Bonus, bonus, your business is here, do you know who it is?" He is the son of the vast number of people in the imperial history of the left capital. ”

Hua Hong lay on the bed and said silently: "Mom, go and reply to Guang Gongzi, I am sick and can't accompany him." ”

"The vast number of people in the imperial history of Zuodu impeached the corrupt officials and Shen, and now they are the big celebrities around the emperor, and we can't afford to be guilty."

"It's your business, the little girl can't pick up customers today," he said, turning to his side and pretending to be asleep. The old bustard was stunned for a moment, standing in front of the red bed, his face suddenly turned gloomy, and said: "You really think that He Gongzi came back to redeem your body, and you don't look at your identity, you better don't dream of your Spring and Autumn Festival." After finishing speaking, the old bustard walked out angrily, closed the door, and went downstairs to stand in front of Guang Gongzi. His Guang Gongzi is tall, with slanted eyes and crooked mouth, silk clothes, and a rich and noble son. The old bustard stood in front of Guang Gongzi and looked a little timid.

"Why, the red girl didn't come down."

"Hua Hong, she, she's sick, I'm afraid she won't be able to pick up customers," the old bustard said a little knotted, and even very careful, for fear that Guang Gongzi would be unhappy because of this.

"Hua Hong, she is sick, Ye went upstairs to see Hua Hong girl."

"Childe, the bonus is cheap, the son deigns to drive, and today I want the willow waist to accompany the son."

"Okay, go and ask Liu Waist to come downstairs and have a look, if you are satisfied, you will be rewarded."