Qu clear as promised

He said again: "Tell me about the state of Prince Jing's Mansion again."

Liang Hui had figured it out a long time ago, and he was very rude in his evaluation: "Jing Wang is benevolent and cowardly, and Wang Concubine is virtuous and virtuous. They are not good. Now the eldest daughter Liang Tian is the head of their family." Qi.

"Liang He, the eldest son of Prince Jing's Mansion, is brave and foolhardy. He failed the list several times in Chunwei, but he wins because of his loyalty and loyalty. He may be able to make a difference in the army later."

"This family...is very interesting. Have you ever seen a prince whose title was inherited by the youngest child? According to the investigation by the people I sent, it was his brother and sister who didn't want to inherit it and gave it to him."

Zhu Zhiyi pondered: "According to this, everyone in Prince Jing's mansion dotes on the little prince, will they agree to adopt him?"

Liang Hui's calculations were clear: "The most useful person in their house is not Liang Tian, ​​who is in charge, but Liang Xijing himself. If Liang Xijing is taken down, there is nothing they can do."

"Besides, we didn't take him away, but let him practice the emperor's art according to the regulations of the Eastern Palace. After inheriting the Datong, he can respect the king as his father and enshrine everyone in the King's Mansion. At that time, we have been hand in hand for a hundred years, so it doesn't matter. It doesn't matter either."

"..." Zhu Zhiyi was choked speechless by Liang Hui's arrogance and happiness of "thinking that the world dare not think, and the world dare not say", but after thinking about it, you feel that it is indeed not unreasonable, even a lot Things are much clearer and simpler.

Zhu Zhiyi was persuaded by him: "Then I have no problem, but the clan and courtiers will not agree."

"I don't need their consent," Liang Hui said forcefully without any scruples after being used to it, "If they press me, they will say that I am ill and cannot pass on the family line, and that no matter how many concubines I have, I will not be able to give birth to children. This heart is completely dead."

"??!" Zhu Zhiyi looked at him in shock, after a while, pinched the root of the mountain, and sighed: "Liang Junting, you are such a lunatic." This day, I have been thinking about something, and I can say anything come out.

Liang Hui touched his face with the back of his hand, and said indifferently: "If they don't provoke you, I won't go crazy."

"..." Zhu Zhiyi sighed, took his hand and frowned and said, "Don't curse yourself indiscriminately, the emperor's dragon body is healthy and healthy, long live the emperor, long live, long live."

The old god Liang Hui nodded: "I will meet with you."

"..." Zhu Zhiyi didn't take the nonsense he proposed just now seriously, thought for a while, and said seriously, "Just tell them that I am narrow-minded and can't tolerate others, and I won't let you accept a concubine, so I want to adopt the emperor's younger brother. "

This time, it was Liang Hui's turn to stop and look at him.

Zhu Zhiyi asked: "What's wrong?"

"No, I just think—" Liang Hui raised his eyebrows, Zhu Zhiyi is the person who cares most about his reputation, and he can make him say something like this—"I think you might really like me."

Zhu Zhiyi understood, and told him solemnly: "Of course I like you, and I like you no less than you."

Liang Hui can dismiss the harem for him and give up his heirs, and he can also bear the infamy of Liang Huiding.He has been a good minister and gentleman for a long time, so what if he really becomes a queen.

Fame and pomp are not as important as Liang Hui.

Love can make a caressing person dig out his heart and soul, and it can also make a conformist person deviant.

"I know, but, no, anyway—" Liang Hui's eyes darkened, he tilted his head slightly, and whispered in his ear, "You just need to know if I'm really sick or not."

Zhu Zhiyi's ear turned red suddenly, but he still argued with him with a sullen face. He couldn't see Liang Hui being laughed at, how the emperor could become the laughing stock of others after dinner.

"Clear rules," Liang Hui reasoned with him calmly and objectively: "Only when the problem is with me is a dead end, and they can be completely blocked. Otherwise, they will always have a way to force us to submit."

"You will have to face their angry remonstrance all your life, kneeling every now and then, and you will bear extremely ugly and unnecessary infamy after you die."

"No one has given more effort, even life, for Daliang than you. It is impossible for me to let you be treated so unfairly."

He does not allow history books to frame and slander Zhu Zhiyi at all, and he cannot tolerate the Hanlin Yanguan destroying Zhu Zhiyi's name throughout his life.

Thousands of households should be grateful to Zhu Zhiyi, and all generations should know Zhu Zhiyi's magnificence.

Zhu Zhiyi was also very stubborn and refused to compromise. Suddenly, he looked at Liang Hui fixedly, Liang Hui reacted, laughed, and said helplessly: "What are you thinking, don't worry, I won't hide it from you. "

Zhu Zhiyi's expression softened.

Liang Hui caressed his cheek: "Perhaps in the past, I would have secretly issued the imperial edict without telling you, but since I promised you to be honest, I will definitely discuss everything with you first."

Zhu Zhiyi nodded, as long as it can be discussed, then anything can be resolved.

Liang Hui took a petal from Zhu Zhiyi's shoulder, brushed his shoulder, and suggested: "Qinggui, how about we win or lose with one sword?"

"..." In the past, Zhu Zhiyi was surprised by Liang Hui's many out-of-the-ordinary thoughts from time to time. After being together for a long time, it is no surprise.

Left and right are not a matter of principle, and there is no right or wrong. This kind of thing cannot be judged by others. In other words, this matter is already "wrong", it just depends on which method you choose. Added wrong", it depends on who bears this infamy.

Zhu Zhiyi responded: "Okay."

The two have also compared swords in the past, and it is really unknown who will win or lose.

Liang Hui said: "It is better to hit the sun than to choose the day."

Zhang Fuhai was left by Liang Hui at the Baisong Banquet to put the finishing touches on him. He sent away a group of royal family and relatives, and returned to the Imperial Study from Yuxiu Garden. He heard people saying "It's not good, it's not good, it's a fight."

He also wondered which servant in the palace was so bold and dared to fight in the eyes of the emperor, his apprentice rushed over out of breath and said bitterly: "Master! Master! Go and see, the emperor and the queen are fighting!"

Zhang Fuhai's mind exploded, is this still worth it? !Let the two ancestors spare his old life.

Zhu Zhiyi agreed to compete swords with Liang Hui, that is a real fight. He likes Liang Hui, but he still strictly abides by his own principles in dealing with people.

Liang Hui also didn't let the water go to the sword, because he said that there would be no more deception between them, and the result is what it is.

He can afford to lose, and Zhu Zhiyi can also afford to lose.

The two of them made moves without warning, they jumped up from the ground, rushed out of the surrounding area together, jumped up and flew up, the two swords interlaced, the sound of fire, light and stone, clanging, could be heard endlessly.

Zhu Zhiyi picked up the snow with the tip of his sword, and the dust was scattered ten miles away, while Liang Hui swung his sword to chop the wind, stirring up the clouds and smoke.

The two fought from the Plum Blossom Forest to the West Twelve Palaces, passed the Taijing Pond, leaped over the Zhongyan Pagoda, and finally returned to the Ten Mile Plum Forest.

Two figures flew overhead among the palace servants on the ground, and they all looked up at the sky, watching the gods fight.

Zhu Zhiyi is a person who cherishes flowers, and he didn't touch a single petal between swords and swords. This is a flower that Liang Hui personally planted for him, and it cannot be damaged.

No matter how fierce the blow is, it will not hurt the plum tree, but every sword will leave no room for it.

Liang Hui quickly and nimbly shuttled among the trees, his figure was as fast as lightning, and the fake one was confused with the real one.

The strings of amulets filled with his past thoughts and hung on the treetops were shaken by the air current stirred up by the sword wind.

Zhu Zhiyi didn't want Liang Hui to become a joke, and Liang Hui didn't want Zhu Zhiyi to be infamous, so no one would admit defeat.

Unstoppable, I don't know if it's the hundreds of rounds, the two figures are chasing each other, one move after another, you come and go, you chase each other, one after the other lands on the plum crown full of flowers and trees.

The emperor and the empress were dressed in moon white and crimson purple respectively, holding swords and confronting each other, brighter than ten-mile plum branches.

The world is empty and silent, and the heavy snow is silent. It seems that you can hear the sound of falling petals and the sound of the other party's low breathing with internal force.

The master's moves, the movement and movement are aimed at a single thought, they are all predicting the opponent's moves and moves, no one acts rashly, just waiting for a perfect opportunity.

Liang Hui's clothes fluttered, and Zhu Zhiyi startled Hong Youlong. Two sharp and powerful swords collided with one place, lightning and flint, like a wind and snow rolled up from the sky. swirl.

Suddenly—a white sparrow flew up from the branch, almost melting into white with the wind and snow all over the sky, only the pupils were pitch black, a bit of ink in the plain white.