In the forty-one year of Qianlong's reign, the sky fell on the Forbidden City. Later generations live broadcasted a tour of the special exhibition in Prince Gong's Mansion, and the barrage flooded the screen: The most corrupt person in the Qing Dynasty, 800 million taels of property were confiscated.
The twenty-six-year-old Minister of Household Affairs He Shen looked down at the jade pendant on his waist, and then looked up at the close-up on the display cabinet in the sky. Same piece.
He is a time traveler. After living in this body for twenty years, he knew his fate: he would die fifteen days after Qianlong's death.
I wanted to save enough money to retire and return home, leaving the mess to the real He Shen in history. As soon as the sky opened, the whole world knew who he was, how much he would be greedy for, and how he would die. The escape route was blocked.
After Qianlong finished watching the sky screen, he did not move him and only said five words: Watch it with me.
The sixteen-year-old fifteenth elder brother was brought to the court and saw with his own eyes the words "He Shen will die on the fifteenth day of his ascension to the throne" written on the marquee. The young man kowtowed to him, stood up and smiled slightly: Mr. He, you are smarter than I thought.
His wife Feng Jiwen held a bowl of cold soup and asked him softly: You are not from this era, are you?
If you can't run, then don't run.
A secret account, seven layers of vests, and a twenty-three-year countdown.
Let the person who kills me not be able to kill me.
