Qu clear as promised

The city was closed by heavy snow in Jin County. Along the way, hungry people starved to death on the side of the road, their clothes were naked, and their bodies were frozen to death. Zhu Zhiyi frowned tightly: "Hurry up, hurry up, share the food and pay in the car cough cough cough——"

Qiao Yi was afraid that he would be angry and bloody, and quickly jumped out of the car to pass the order to the guards, bringing back a cold air, and said: "This year, the snow is too heavy, and a lot of winter rice and grains have been frostbitten. Jin County alone-"

Suddenly remembered that his young master had stopped asking about state affairs since the case of the former East Palace, seeing Zhu Zhiyi's face, he shut his mouth resentfully.

The wine and meat of the Zhumen stinks, and there are frozen bones on the road. Zhu Zhiyi quietly looked at the hungry people who were displaced because they could not pay the rent, and remained silent.

At the age of 16, he thought about reforming the law, and the old mansion was pressed for the implementation of the tuntian system. The first emperor was moderate, unwilling and afraid to offend the powerful with vested interests. What about Liang Hui?Can Liang Hui be expected?

It's a pity that he is no longer qualified. The edict of the first emperor, which was made public to the world, is like an invisible shackle, imprisoning his soul for a lifetime, and those excerpts will never see the light of day again.

Before his execution, his grandfather told him not to care about the affairs of the country and take care of himself alone. Zhu Zhiyi couldn't pass the test in his heart, so he ordered Chen Shu to set up a shed to give out porridge, and Qiao Yi to help.

"Son—"

"I'm not going." His identity does not allow him to interfere with these things. If he has been dismissed from his official career and then intervenes in the affairs of the court, it is usurping, acting on his behalf, sensationalizing, and vying for fame and fortune.

That is to say, Chen Shu is still in power in Jin County now. He can say a few words, but if other people don't listen to his will, he has nothing to say.

This is the former dynasty, not the harem, and the etiquette system of the Liang Dynasty is very clearly distinguished, and one yard belongs to one yard. It is true that the officials ordered by the court do not need to obey the master of the middle palace.

"Then I won't go either," Joe said. "Who will take care of you if I go?"

"There is Yuping," Zhu Zhiyi lay down, patted an arm to cover his eyes, as if he didn't want to talk anymore, "Go, talk to me when you come back."

As soon as Qiao knew that he didn't want to go and couldn't let go, he went with Mr. Chen's entourage.

Zhu Zhiyi had a fever all over his body, and he had a few big dreams in a daze. For a while, he dreamed that his grandfather with all white beard and hair taught him when he was young to write "Report to the king on the golden platform, and carry the jade dragon to die for the king"; In front of the palace, he swipes ink and paints, fights with others, climbs Gaolantai proudly, and sees all the flowers in Chang'an in one day; dreams that he has no pen and ink in the prison, so he has to write down the notes made in the village with blood, every word is crying blood, but he is killed The person was thrown into the brazier and burned; and dreamed that the grandfather's eyes were blood red before he was executed, and he hissed to ask the heaven why Zhongliang was wronged and shamed, and the treacherous party and the party were wronged. The young Zhu Zhiyi wanted to rob people with a sword under the execution platform. One order: "Kill without mercy—"

Zhu Zhiyi broke out in a cold sweat and woke up with a start, a handsome face came into his eyes.

Liang Hui sat on the edge of the bed, his eyebrows were frowned, and he looked at himself with complicated eyes, holding a handkerchief to wipe his sweat, Zhu Zhiyi was still in shock, and hid like he was afraid.

Liang Hui's complexion was serious, Zhu Zhiyi's chest heaved and heaved, no one said a word, and each other was speechless.

It was Liang Huixian who smiled at him and asked, "Are you uncomfortable?"

Zhu Zhiyi gave a "hmm"

"Yes." Liang Hui said softly.

Zhu Zhiyi: "..."

The secret report of the shadow guards said that their honorable and conscientious queen, in order not to delay the destiny, the team entered the mountain when the wind and snow were the most violent, and they did not stop for a moment even when they felt the wind and cold. Mocking, "I thought I was the first to learn the rules of the Qing Dynasty, and I didn't even want my life for the sake of a good name."

Zhu Zhiyi's face turned pale, and the smell of blood in the dream rushed to his face, and his grandfather was his deathbed.

Perhaps it was because of his illness, but Zhu Zhiyi showed a rare fragility on his face, which can make people soft-hearted. Liang Hui felt a strange movement in his heart. He paused for a moment, then lowered his voice and said, "Zhen——"

"Yes," Zhu Zhiyi was silent for a few seconds, and said in a low voice, "I just want to be a good empress." The coffin did not shed tears, "It is unreasonable for the emperor to be here, please go back."

Liang Hui frowned, a trace of remorse flashed in his heart, and he felt a little helpless. After a long silence, he reached out to comfort his stiff back, and said softly, "I'm not blaming you."

If Liang Hui wanted to coax someone, he would give people the illusion of gentleness. He smiled apologetically: "I was joking with Qing Gui. Recently, there have been frequent reports of people being buried in snowstorms in the suburbs of Beijing. It's not a joke—"

There was no movement in the bed, Liang Hui took a closer look and found that he was asleep.

"..."

Chen Shu, the governor of Jin County, invited famous chefs in the state to cook at his house. Taking into account Zhu Zhiyi's cold weather, the dishes were all well prepared and light.

Liang Hui filled half a bowl of chicken soup for him, and Zhu Zhiyi did not refuse. The emperor is always considerate and meticulous in front of people.

Mr. Chen stared blankly for a moment, not daring to speak.

Zhu Zhiyi went back to the room to drink the medicine, Qiao said a lot: "My lord, the emperor is so kind to you. I heard from the kitchen that the tonic in the soup was a treasure brought out from the palace. When I came back in the afternoon, I saw him guarding the door. Wipe your sweat by the bed."

Zhu Zhiyi glanced at him strangely, and said amusedly, "Is that all right?" He thought that Liang Hui was too good at buying people's hearts, and his superficial skills were really good.

"Isn't that good?" Qiao Yi asked, "The emperor came directly from the palace to pick you up."

Zhu Zhiyi wrinkled her nose and eyes from the pain of the medicine, and asked, "Then do you know why the emperor came to pick me up?"

"Because... the young master is sick?" Qiao Yi replied, "In addition, the road is blocked by heavy snow, and the return journey is difficult and dangerous."

Zhu Zhiyi asked again: "Then why didn't he go directly to Galing Mountain?" He fell ill when he was in Galing Mountain. Could it be that there is no wind and snow in Galing Mountain, and Galing Mountain is not dangerous?

Joe scratched his head: "Why is that?"

Zhu Zhiyi shook his head helplessly, looked at Ye Xue outside the window, and said softly: "Because this is Jinzhou."

Qiao Yi's pupils grew bigger, and he repeated his words in a whisper: "Jinzhou."

Zhu Zhiyi raised an eyebrow.

Jinzhou is the place where his grandfather made his fortune, and it was also the fiefdom of the former crown prince before he entered the East Palace.

Zhu Taifu once served as the governor of Jinzhou. He set up official schools, established private acquaintances, enlightened people, and eliminated bad habits. The previous prince also reduced taxes and reduced land rents. People here are highly respected and have a high prestige.

The Donggong case was the most indignant among the people in Jinzhou, and it was so close to Gyeonggi that it was almost impossible to suppress it. Many scholars, women, Confucians, old and young jointly signed a letter. Please go to the top of the Internet to open a side, and play Dali Temple to reopen the case.

The first Taifu was the teacher of the emperors of the three dynasties, and even now, there are many officials of the Jin Dynasty in the court. The current governor of Jinzhou, Chen Shu, was also a student of the Taifu. The Venerable Master was quite hardworking, and was promoted back by the Ministry of Officials.

Zhu Zhiyi is not only acquainted with him, but also has more or less friendship with the officials of the Jinzhou faction. The world-renowned "Ziwei Xing from the Sky" has a high reputation among the scholars of the Jin Dynasty.

Zhu Zhiyi doesn't know Liang Hui very well, but if he is Liang Hui, he would be anxious if he is Liang Hui. There are still a lot of Gu Gu forces from the old East Palace in the court.

The wild fire surrounded by the former prince and the grand master is endless. If Zhu Zhiyi secretly makes private connections and colludes with local officials, it will surely be a spring breeze.

It is impossible for Liang Hui to let Zhu Zhiyi stay alone in this sensitive place of Jinzhou for a long time. It is called pick-up, but it is actually surveillance.Qiao Yi suddenly realized that there are so many twists and turns in it, but after thinking about it, he felt that Zhu Zhiyi was thinking too much: "My lord, could it be...you think too much?" The look on the bedside did not seem to be fake, and there was no one else at that time,

Who is he acting for?

"I think too much?" Zhu Zhiyi laughed and shook her head. Dealing with people like Liang Hui, no matter how much she thinks, it's not thoughtful enough.

Others thought that the emperor was benevolent and gentle, but he was the only one who knew the deep currents and the turbulent waves under the calm and clear lake.

He never believed that the throne was picked up by Liang Hui as rumored.

More likely, Liang Hui himself might have released this rumor.

The emperor and empress came together, Chen Shu was not sure about the room, so he quietly asked Zhang Fuhai, what he originally meant was that the room where the empress lived was facing the sun, with the best lighting, floor warmth and scenery, should he send someone to move it? I moved it to the emperor, but when I thought of the emperor's posture during the meal, I felt something was wrong, the more I thought about it, the more uncertain I became.

Zhang Fuhai knew that Liang Hui never slept with anyone, and he was the one who got the phantom aphrodisiacs for the concubines, but the emperor might not be happy to hear that Master Chen said that he wanted to move the empress to a lesser room.

He thought about it, and said, "Wait for our family to ask the emperor before going back to Mr. Chen."

"My father-in-law."

Liang Hui read the local annals of Jinzhou in the Zangji Pavilion of the side garden, which recorded many things about the former prince and the first grand master, and even recorded the young Zhu Zhiyi.

"Wenqu Ziwei, sexual restraint and intelligence, a gentleman is square, and little ambition is fulfilled."

When Zhang Fuhai came to report, Liang Hui did not immediately make an exchange, but only asked, "What is the empress doing?"

Zhang Fuhai said: "I just finished drinking the medicine and asked someone to find candied fruit to eat."

Liang Hui cocked his lips and said, "Then there is no need to move, I will live with the Queen tonight."

Zhang Fuhai said "yes", but he was shocked in his heart, Liang Hui never shared a bed with anyone.

Zhu Zhiyi has to practice calligraphy even when she is sick. This is a habit that was trained by Master Zhu since she was a child. Severe heat, cold nights, hand injuries, and illness are all unavoidable. Concentrate your mind and temper your temperament.

As soon as Liang Hui put down the pen and came in, it seemed that Liang Hui knew that if he came in a quarter of an hour earlier, he would be annoying again. Zhu Zhiyi has always practiced calligraphy well.

Now it seems that the other party is in a good mood, and it seems that he has enjoyed writing.

"emperor."

Liang Hui glanced at the plate of candied fruit that was half missing on the table, and felt a little hard to imagine that such a dignified and orderly person as Zhu Zhiyi could eat sweets so well. He asked, "Is it better?"

Zhu Zhiyi smoothed Shengxuan's wrinkles: "It's almost ready, we can start when the snow stops." He was afraid that the person in front of him would return home like an arrow.

Liang Hui nodded, stood behind him, admired his cursive with hands behind his back, and praised: "Clear rules and good ink."

"Mummy."

Liang Hui: "Qing Gui also read Yuan Cong's poems?"

Zhu Zhiyi looked refined, but transcribing the general's poems was quite free and easy.

Zhu Zhiyi glanced at him and said, "I don't read it, I just like "Jun Xing Ling"."