Qu clear as promised

A look of admiration flashed across Liang Hui's eyes. Dealing with smart people saves worry and effort, but Zhu Zhiyi's intelligence and tact only seem to be reflected in this kind of thing, and everything else seems to be lacking in heart and mind.

Zhu Zhiyi did have a brain that is very suitable for strategizing in the court, and based on his understanding of Liang Hui, he quickly deduced that those rising stars in the court who rose up suddenly and bravely were not the real Liang Hui. The person who relies heavily on.

The seemingly unstable and crumbling young emperor quietly laid his chess pieces in the most inconspicuous places in the court.

It seems that he has given up the military, punishment, labor, and other big families, but his secrets are all in the joints, unobtrusive, hidden, a dark net, ready to go, just waiting for a thousand fishing, It's just pulling a hair and moving the whole body.

And since there is even news about the rumored Kuocang mine site, Liang Hui must have been playing this game of chess for a long time.

Zhu Zhiyi guessed that those people in Liang Hui should not be too high in official rank, they looked mediocre and dispensable, and some of them had even sneaked into the other party's camp.

As for the famous Master Fu Brown, just like Zhu Zhiyi, he is just a banner that conceals people's ears, but, one side is in the court, the other is in the palace, and the left and right sides are facing the harem, and they cannot escape Liang Hui's palm. Heart.

This is very Liang Hui, the sharp edge is hidden in the smallest details, and the calmness is calculated. Zhu Zhiyi was unexpected, but also felt reasonable.

"Kuocang Mine...does the household department know?"

"I probably don't know," Liang Hui replied cautiously, "Not necessarily." Tong Xiangyi has been standing for three dynasties, and his eyeliner is all over the world. It is still possible to hide Liang Hui.

There was a sound in the distance, it was the guards patrolling the palace at night, the leader yelled at the two blurred figures: "Who are they? The palace ban has passed and they are still wandering around in the palace!"

Zhu Zhiyi was taken aback, Liang Hui subconsciously took half a step forward to block him, and said softly, "It's me."

"Emperor, Your Majesty? Empress?" The leader was taken aback, as if he couldn't believe that the two went out at night without a servant holding a candle in the middle of the night. He didn't understand the master's taste, "The emperor complains, my minister—"

Liang Hui waved his hand: "No problem, let's go down."

Before the queue had gone far, Liang Hui had no choice but to approach Zhu Zhiyi's ear and say, "Even the news in my hands has not been verified."

With the warm breath in his ears, Zhu Zhiyi's ear tips twitched.

He nodded, so he said that Liang Hui didn't go to spring hunting at all, but to inquire about the rumored mine site, and also to test the bottom of various people.This is a race, a race against opponents, and a race against time.

Liang Hui suddenly stopped and looked at him: "Whether it is true or not, I need Qing Gui to accompany me to find out."

Zhu Zhiyi met his gaze, not knowing how much Liang Hui was true or false, and only heard him say: "Didn't Qing Gui ask me if there is anyone in this world who I can trust a little bit?"

Zhu Zhiyi suddenly felt that the stove in his hand was a little hot.

Liang Hui didn't go any further.

It's been a long journey, and it's about to come to an end, Zhu Zhiyi's hands have already warmed up.

Feng Sui Palace is just ahead, and there is only a weak palace lantern hanging on the eaves of the door. Liang Hui sees the wick of the shabby palace lantern crumbling in the wind and snow, and feels helpless. After the bell is struck, the palaces are not allowed to keep their lights on all night long to save resources and expenses.

He secretly thought that tomorrow he must remember to ask Zhang Fuhai to find out the gilded white jade and porcelain lamp in his vault.

"Go back, I won't go in."

With her back to the palace, Zhu Zhiyi stood opposite him and handed him the hand stove in her arms.

Liang Hui looked down for two seconds, smiled, reached out to take it, and casually pulled Zhu Zhiyi's cloak that was draped over his shoulders but was blown off by the night wind.

When she retracted her hand, her fingertips accidentally brushed against his earlobe. Zhu Zhiyi's face became hot for no reason, and she glanced at Liang Hui suspiciously. He leaned back slightly: "Your Majesty, go back and be careful."

Liang Hui watched him walk away step by step, his thin and tall figure gradually melted into the night, and suddenly remembered the Nanshufang when he was young.

At that time, the young Zhu Zhiyi moved slowly. Every day after class, there were always different people waiting for him at the gate of the palace. This little fairy boy, the prince of the county, and the sons of aristocratic families who accompanied him, some asked him for advice, and some waited for him. Copy his homework, sometimes invite him to play.

Liang Hui... Liang Hui watched from a distance. He was not qualified to go to the South Study Room. He just passed by with a broom and a slop bucket.

Every day, the same moment passes by, cloudy, rainy and snowy, every moment is not bad.

When Zhu Zhiyi was about to step into the palace gate, he suddenly heard Liang Hui shouting from behind: "Qinggui."

He turned his head and saw Liang Hui standing tall and tall in the heavy snow. The light of the snow made his brows extremely black, and his eyes were like deep pools: "I will see you tomorrow."

"?" Zhu Zhiyi squinted her eyes in confusion.

Liang Hui fixed his eyes on him, and repeated again: "I will see you tomorrow."

Thinking of the long journey that the other party sent her off in the freezing weather, Zhu Zhiyi still said as she said: "Your Majesty, see you tomorrow."

Since he was a child, he respected the rules and had good manners. He bowed his hands casually and looked solemn and sincere, with deep affection.

Liang Hui said, "No."

Zhu Zhiyi looked puzzled, tilted his head, and looked a little dumbfounded for not knowing why.

Liang Hui didn't let him go, with a stubborn expression on his face, he reminded him softly: "What should the rules call me?"

Zhu Zhiyi showed a troubled expression and searched his stomach. After a while, suddenly, and quite speechless, he bowed his hands again and solemnly said: "Liang Junting, see you tomorrow."

Liang Hui was still startled for a second when he heard it with his own ears, as if he was also a classmate who was waiting for Zhu Zhiyi to leave class in the South Study Room. See you tomorrow"

The corners of Liang Hui's lips curled up slightly, and he waved his hand, signaling Zhu Zhiyi to go in quickly.

On the day of the spring hunting trip, the guards of the three armed forces lined up and marched across the hills of Jinzhou, the source of the Pingyan River, and finally arrived at Yanxing Mountain.

Spring is getting warmer, apricots, plums, new swallows, grass and green bushes along the way, the emperor and empress ride together, Zhu Zhiyi reads books, Liang Hui sees Zhu Zhiyi.

"..." Zhu Zhiyi leaned on the car window with one elbow, half-covered the book, raised her eyelids a little lazily, and her bright eyes inadvertently revealed Gao Wo Lanzhai's lazy and coquettish manner.

Looking at each other, Liang Hui didn't dodge. He smiled slightly and poured him a cup of tea: "Take a break."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." The tea soaked Zhu Zhiyi's lips and turned them red, Liang Hui slightly looked away, "What is Qinggui looking at?"

"Some local pictographs."

Liang Hui sat over, opened the curtain of the car, and said happily, "What does Qing Gui want to know?"

The sedan chair was not small, but the two sat facing each other, their knees and feet would still touch each other due to the swaying of the carriage, and a fine and slightly warm commotion could be heard against the skin. Zhu Zhiyi put his legs together slightly, and Liang Hui looked straight at He stood still, allowing the two of them to knee-to-knee, creating an intimacy for no reason.

"..." Zhu Zhiyi couldn't move her legs, "What does the emperor know?"

Liang Hui pulled him to look at the green and youthful scenery outside the window: "Does Qinggui know that I was exiled to Wudi?

"...I heard it", but Zhu Zhiyi didn't expect him to talk to her so innocently.

Liang Hui nodded: "So Qinggui knows."

Zhu Zhiyi: "..."