When He Shen was dying, his temperament became a little arrogant, and it seemed that his early temperament, which was not afraid of the powerful and dared to speak out, had returned at this moment. Ji Xiaolan toasted, and He Shen naturally did not shirk it, took the cup and drank it all, picked up a large handful of eel silk in the dish with chopsticks, and put it in the plate, and then swallowed it in three bites and two bites of rice.

When he was picking up vegetables, his arms were sticking out of the sleeves of his prison clothes, and they were covered with scars, many of which were new stubble without skin.

Ji Xiaolan looked at He Shen's scars, sighed, and shook his head, but the hunchbacked old man blurted out, "How can they be like this?!"

He Shen smiled, "They don't have to be tortured, how can they get what they want from me." It is said that He Shen fell, and Jiaqing was full, but the emperor can really rule the world without me and Shen? Can he manage the hundreds of thousands of corrupt officials in this world, big and small? I don't think it may! Even the White Lotus Sect, which has been in trouble for several years, can't calm him!"

The hunchbacked old man saw that He Shen was already a little crazy, and hurriedly persuaded, "Don't say anything~ Don't say anything, drink and drink." After saying this, he took the jug and poured it into the glasses of the three men.

He Shen sighed, "The three of us~ Brother Xiaolan is literary and witty, but the disadvantage is that the literati are too popular, do not know how to be flexible, only know how to read dead books, and do not know government affairs. Brother Liu Yong has the courage to do things, is diligent and loyal, but his shortcomings are too serious and unwilling to compromise, you must know that these officials up and down are all human beings, they also have their own seven emotions and six desires, if you blindly call them but do not give them benefits, they will only become deceived and fooled. ”

Ji Xiaolan on the right and Liu Yong, a hunchbacked old man on the left, are both twenty or thirty years older than He Shen, and now they are in their seventies and eighties, but they have never been such a high-ranking official as He Shen. Although He Shen is young, but he is a very popular minister in the later period of the Qianlong Dynasty, prominent for a while, in terms of the achievements of the courtiers, He Shen is far more than the two, although the two are older, He Shen commented on himself before he died at the moment, but he could only listen with his head bowed, unwilling to argue with him.

Seeing that the two ministers were silent, He Shen nodded quietly, picked up a pig ear mixed with chopsticks and ate it, and then continued, "What about me? To tell the truth, I have all the strengths of the two, but there is no one of the shortcomings. Hmph, but in the end, it doesn't end well. ”

He Shen took a sip of wine and said, "In the past, I begged the emperor to give me a decree to avoid death, thinking that no matter how bad the situation was, no matter how bad the luck was, the emperor saw that the emperor had left an edict to avoid death, and someone and I could also return to the field and return to our hometown, and be a rich man quietly, and never ask about the world and live this life." But who knows, before the bones of the former emperor are cold, the emperor can't wait to isolate me, relieve me of my rights and responsibilities, and set up a crime against me, wanting to take my life and someone's life. And guess what? There are three big words written on it: Give all the corpses!"

He Shen laughed wildly when he said this, "Give the whole corpse~ Give the whole corpse, give it well, give it well! It can be seen that a person is too smart, and it is not a good thing." The emperor is above, your old man is really smart, Shen and I rose because of you, and perished because of you, all the family property I worked hard to accumulate was taken away by your son, and then it was just a whole corpse. ”

"Lord Qianlong, the emperor, you are worshiped by the slaves and Shen in the sky~" Speaking of this, He Shen couldn't help but burst into tears, got up from the stool, knelt on the ground with a plop, and kowtowed in the direction where the body of Emperor Qianlong was parked in the palace. Ji Xiaolan and Liu Yong were taken aback by He Shen's sudden move, and at that moment Ji Xiaolan wanted to get up and reached out to help He Shen, but Liu Yong, who was sitting on the opposite side, waved his hand and whispered, "Let's talk to Lord He, he has been holding it in his heart for too long, alas~"

He Shen knelt on the ground in a proper manner, "You are a Ten Perfection Emperor of Wenzhi and martial arts, and He Shen and I are your Ten Perfection Great Tonic Pill." If in the past, He Shen was insincere and flattering in front of you, today's worship is completely from the heart. The notoriety accumulated by He Shen in this life was caught by you and given to Jiaqing, and became his capital to show off his wisdom, and the wealth accumulated in my life was hung up by you and sent to the imperial court, becoming an inexhaustible mountain of gold for future generations~"

The more He Shen talked, he was a little thirsty, picked up the wine jug on the table, raised his head and poured the wine in the jug into his throat, only at this moment did he feel a headache in his heart. After a pot of wine, Liu Yong took out another bottle from the food box and put it on the table.

"In the end, you still know the hardships of the fish, leaving the last bait for He Shen, leaving the whole corpse ~ hehehe~" Speaking of this, He Shen smiled bitterly, "The first emperor, the first emperor, Zifei fish, how do you know the suffering of fish?!"

Speaking of this, He Shen was powerless, so he could only sit on the ground, "He Shen originally thought that he had been by your side for 20 years, and he had a love for fish and water with you, and he was like a fish in water under your hands.

"Jun is the angler, I am the fish!" Speaking of this, He Shen couldn't help but roar heartbreakingly, "I'm for the fish~fish~fish~"

There was silence in the cell, and no one spoke for a while, Ji Xiaolan saw that the former He Zhongtang and the adults had finished venting, so he got up and helped him up and sat on the chair again, but at this moment, He Shen's prison clothes were full of straw and tears, and it was a mess.

Ji Xiaolan picked up the chopsticks and put a few dishes for He Shen on the plate in front of him, "Lord He, today is the day you leave, you and I have been officials in the same dynasty for many years, and I am still your former subordinate." I'll just say it here, the king's heart is like the sea, and the emperor is ruthless. You have pondered the holy decree for a lifetime, speculated on the will of the emperor for a lifetime, and finally failed at the hands of the emperor, as if you had eaten all the birds and thrown themselves into the forest, leaving only a piece of white land that was really clean. ”

When He Shen heard what Ji Xiaolan said, he couldn't help but come back to his senses, this is very familiar, it is a passage in "Fat Yan Zhai Re-evaluation of Stones". In the fifth episode of "The Story of Stones", when Jia Baoyu was sleepwalking in the fantasy realm, the last two sentences of the last song of the twelve songs of "Dream of Red Mansions" sung by the police fairy for him, "The Ending, the Birds Throw into the Forest".

He Shen recalled that he was fascinated by this book at that time, perhaps because he had the same background as the author, and he was fascinated by the stone book. It's a pity that in the Qianlong Dynasty, this book is a banned book, especially the story behind it, which is simply disrespectful, because there is a suspicion of mapping the family affairs of the minister Mingzhu, which is disrespectful to Emperor Kangxi, so this book is banned. So he quietly found the literati Gao He and ordered him to continue writing, and it happened that Gao He was also obsessed with this book, and immediately accepted the order.

However, why "The Story of Stones" was banned, he vaguely guessed the thoughts of the emperor, so Gao E, according to his own opinions, changed the sequel part, changed the tone of the back to be less miserable, and added praise to the current dynasty, which is quite remarkable. He even changed the title of the book "The Story of Stones" to the atmospheric "Dream of Red Mansions", and recommended it to the emperor by the hand of the concubine. After reading it, the emperor felt that there was no disobedience, so he agreed to publish this book in the world. In this way, the book "Dream of Red Mansions" was able to change its title and pass it on to future generations.

Ji Xiaolan borrowed the words in "Dream of Red Mansions" to talk about his current situation in front of himself, which is also a kind of affirmation of himself by literati.

He Shen is worthy of being a generation of powerful ministers, and immediately recovered his emotions, those who should come will always come, and those who should go will always go, why should He Mou make such a little daughter gesture, "Brother Xiaolan said it well, it ended up in a white and vast land, it was so clean!" ”

He Shen is already waiting to die, and he has been deprived of his official position by Jiaqing, Liu Yong, as a scholar of Tiren Pavilion and a prince Shaobao, now his official position is the largest at this wine table, and he hurriedly reached out to take the paper in He Shen's hand, carefully unfolded it, and read it carefully.

"Desperate poem?!" Liu Yong looked at it, and immediately recognized what kind of poem He Shen wrote, and was taken aback.

"Let Ji take a look!" Ji Xiaolan, as a literati, naturally knows what a desperate poem is, since ancient times, there are few desperate poems that are qualified to be famous in history, and most of these poems written before death reflect the author's style and bones, and they have a special taste in their hearts. These poems are either aggrieved, free, heroic, difficult, arrogant, or seeing through the red dust, all of which are the essence of the author's lifelong learning.

The desperate poems that can leave a name in history are the first of the Southern Song Dynasty Wen Tianxiang's "Crossing the Zero Ding Yang", followed by Lu You's "Shi'er", Xiang Yu's "Song of the Fall", Yu Ji's "Desperate Poem", Fang Xiaoru's "Desperate Words", and Su Shi's "Desperate Poem" are all familiar to literati.

As an indispensable minister of the Qianlong Dynasty, he has been an official for 30 years, and he has been in power for 20 years, and he has never been inferior to Zhang Juzheng, the famous minister of the Ming Dynasty.

Liu Yong handed the paper in his hand to Ji Xiaolan, and He Shen's emotions had calmed down, "Please give me more advice~"

Ji Xiaolan didn't rush to read the poems in her hand, but looked up at He Shen, looking at He Shen with a calm face, compared with the previous one who was crying and crying and venting his dissatisfaction to the emperor, it was like two people, and I couldn't help but think, "The minister is worthy of being the minister, this laughing, scolding, and ever-changing face kung fu is something that I can't learn." ”

Ji Xiaolan took a deep breath, then lowered her head to look at the paper, and slowly read in her mouth, "Fifty years of fantasy dreams are true, and now I will give up Xie Hongchen." When he was in the dragon day, he remembered that the cigarette was the back. ”

Ji Xiaolan wept while reading, and this desperate poem in Zhongtang was written in a simple and understandable way, but it was endlessly mysterious.

The Yellow River has always been the mother river of the Chinese nation, but the Yellow River overflows, bursting every year, and the people on both sides of the river are miserable.

In the first half of last year, there was a lot of rain in the summer, and the water volume of the Yellow River was extremely large. On the night of 29 August, the upper reaches of Suizhou overflowed, and the water of the Yellow River had nowhere to vent, constantly washing the embankments on both banks, and breaking a gap of more than 150 zhang long and nearly one mile wide in the Suizhou River embankment. The water of the Yellow River rushed down from this gap, impacting the Qianli Plain, and the entire eastern part of Henan and northern Anhui were all affected, and hundreds of thousands of displaced people were displaced.

Since there is a gap, it must be plugged, which is called Helong in engineering. Sima Li, the governor of the East River, played in the wax moon, saying that although only 18 zhang remained in Suikou, the local snow was severe and cold for several days, and a large amount of ice was piled up at the head of the river, which was difficult to clean up, and asked for a temporary delay in Helong. At that time, the first emperor no longer read the criticism due to illness, and Emperor Jiaqing made an edict, allowing him to wait for the next year to warm up and freeze before closing the dragon.

The Yellow River, which flows unbridled with an open mouth, has always been a great trouble for the emperor and important ministers. And every successful closure of the Yellow River is great news in the imperial court, as usual, the Beijing master will send 20 sticks of Tibetan incense to the river god solemnly.

This poem of Hezhongtang means that on the day when Suikou successfully closes the dragon, you will see my loyal soul in the curling cigarettes of the officials and people who sacrifice to the gods. Come to think of it, when Lord He wrote this poem, he no longer expected Emperor Jiaqing's pardon, but wanted him to feel guilty about this incident one day in the future.

Why? Because the Yellow River bursts its banks every year, and every year it merges, and every time you close the dragon, you have to offer incense and sacrifice, and then when you look at the cigarettes in the air, you will think of me and my lords. Why do you think of me and my lords? Because my name is Heshen, and you are sacrificing to the river god, and the pronunciation of Heshen and the river god is the same, and you can't forget me.

Ji Xiaolan sighed, He Shen and Zhongtang are extremely smart, they are not stupid, but it is "the agency is too smart, but it is the mistake of Qingqing's life." ”

Many smart people make fatal miscalculations because of their overconfidence. And although He Shen is on death row, he can still choose the most appropriate behavior when he is dying at this moment: he does not jump and scream, does not curse and scold, and does not even go on a hunger strike and tears, but connects his death with the solution of the river trouble, and uses his name to resemble the river god, so he expresses his last loyalty through poetry. This is the real Heshen and Zhongtang, and the adult.

Liu Yong is also a veteran of Huanhai, he had read He Shen's desperate poem before, and now Ji Xiaolan read it again, and after carefully commenting on it, he understood He Shen's thoughts, and couldn't help but sigh, I am afraid that in the future, among the poems praised by literati and ink writers, a new "Desperate Poem" by He Shen will be added.

He Shen saw that the two old ministers looked at each other, and tears fell, but he was speechless, and said with a smile, "The two adults have read my poems. Yes, when the Yellow River breaks through Suizhou and closes the dragon, I should also be reincarnated as a human~"

Ji Xiaolan was moved by the connotation of this poem, and couldn't help but feel sad about the death of a rabbit and a fox, and said with tears in her eyes, "Okay, good, good~"

He Shen knew that he had reached the last moment, so he freely picked up the wine glass in front of him and said, "I will salute this glass of wine, thank you two adults for coming to see me off." ”

Liu Yong and Ji Xiaolan immediately picked up their wine glasses and said, "With adults, let's drink together." ”