He Shen had died once.
In the fourth year of the Jiaqing reign, his home was confiscated and he was sentenced to death. A strip of white silk ended the life of the powerful Grand Councilor He, who had failed to save even himself.
When he opened his eyes again, he had returned to the age of forty, when Qianlong favored him most, the entire court feared him, and the He household was at the height of its glory. Everyone thought it was a tremendous blessing. He Shen alone knew this wasn't a chance to enjoy life. It was a return to a dead end.
In this life, he had only one goal: to survive. He could not make the same mistakes as before, treating imperial favor as a shield, money as an escape route, and offending every official in the court. So he secretly began to change course: winning people over, settling old accounts, defusing hidden threats, and even keeping an eye on the future emperor's camp ahead of time. Before Qianlong's death and Jiaqing's purge, he would claw a path to survival out of this deadly trap.
But He Shen soon discovered that the strangest person in the household wasn't one of the political enemies watching him from outside. It was his own son, Fengshen Yinde.
The boy had suddenly become sharp. He was keeping an eye on the accounts, checking out the estates, looking into the family businesses, hiding his intentions, and keeping an escape route open, as if he knew the He family was doomed to fall sooner or later. Fengshen Yinde, meanwhile, was close to panic.
He had been a modern man, but after opening his eyes, he had transmigrated into the body of He Shen's son, a top-tier high-risk identity from the start. He remembered the history books perfectly.
Once Qianlong died, Jiaqing would take the throne, He Shen's home would be confiscated, and he would be sentenced to death. The entire He family would lose everything. So his only goal was to hide money, buy property, raise loyal followers, and find a way out before his death sentence arrived. The farther away he could get, the better.