[Zhili] stick to this one heart and never leave

"Would Your Majesty want a confinement or a counselor?"

Without saying a word, Murongli said calmly, "Since your majesty has the heart to unify the central wall, create a prosperous world, and compose the eternal glory, you should understand that the right of heaven is not as calm as it appears on the surface."

Zhi Ming held Murongli's hand tightly, and finally let go after a long while, turned around and walked to the window, "Continue."

"The trend of the world is that Tianquan dominates Zhongyuan. It can be said that the territory is unprecedented. Part of the territory came from the alliance with Yaoguang, and the two countries shared it equally. Part of it was taken by the Tianquan army when Tianquan assisted Yaoguang in attacking Kaiyang. The other part was Yes...then, Yaoguang was taken over by Tianquan after Tianquan belonged to the country."

Murong Li talked eloquently, and there was no longer a trace of sadness in his words, "It is possible that the husband and wife under the sky are not the king's land, but the shore of the land is not always satisfied. Kuang Tianquan did not engage in wars in the early years, but now most of the land he gains is taken over. Come on, the Grand Sky Continent has been divided for many years, there are wars from time to time, and the owner of the territorial city changes overnight, and there may not be any loyalty to the old owner, let alone the new one?"

"Master Murong said such a thing, isn't he afraid that the widow will punish you for the crime of disrespect?"

Zhiming's cold voice said leisurely in the dark night.

Murongli smiled indifferently, "Tianshu."

Zhiming's face froze slightly, and immediately felt that he was really making a fuss, and said with a smile, "So what about Tianshu?"

"If it is as expected, Tianshu will soon become your majesty's handicap."

“How come you see?”

"In the old kingdoms, although Juntian was orthodox, Qikun was assassinated and the country collapsed and became a mess. It has been a long time. Now Juntian's old clan has been scattered, so the people here are the easiest to accept the new master.

Tianxuan was defeated by General Wei back then, and it was a country directly captured by Tianquan, and Tianquan still has the potential to deter it.Most of the loyal officials of the old family died for the country. Although some fled privately and waited for the opportunity, although the trouble of gnats should not be taken lightly, they should not be rushed. As long as the power of heaven is prosperous and stable, they can only talk on paper.

However, Tianji was destroyed by Xunsu, and after Xunsu was defeated and retreated outside the customs, his country had no owner, but he believed in witchcraft, and there was no chaos. It can be seen that his people's hearts are gathered together, which should not be underestimated. Forbearance and dormancy, because he has been unknown for many years, he can't take it lightly.

As for Tianshu... Although it was not as good as other countries at that time, its internal worries were a major incentive. Now it is merged into Tianquan, and it is a county. Properly governed, the prospects are immeasurable, and its garrison of the throne will surely attract powerful nobles to compete for it. "

"And the most important point, Tianshu is the farthest from Tianquan!"

Zhiming closed his eyes and focused his attention, but his heart was full of mixed emotions. The people in front of him were calm and unhurried. Even when Yaoguang was mentioned, he seemed like an outsider. It was less than two months since he led troops to attack Yaoguang, yet he was already so indifferent. Where?

During the month when Murong Li was in a coma, the situation in the Juntian Continent was turned upside down. After he woke up, he cut off contact with the outside world, but kept the general trend of the world in his heart. This is not something that can be done by being smart. And exhausted?

Was he like this in the past?

After Yaoguang's subjugation, is he also like this, thinking about the world, working hard, not even giving himself time to be sad...

Zhi Ming thought of the taciturnity of the person in front of him at that time, no wonder, no matter how funny he didn't laugh.

Zhi Ming turned around and walked towards Murong Li slowly, "Can I still trust you?" He said, reaching out to tie his coat for him.

"Your Majesty, you don't have to believe me." Zhi Ming paused, and stopped halfway with the hand he was about to reach out.

"There is a specialization in the art industry. The counselors offer advice, and the king makes decisions. Your Majesty thinks that what the counselors say can be used when it is available, and you can kill it. Your Majesty will never trust me again."

Zhi Ming's hand couldn't help trembling slightly, finally dropped it, turned and left.

When he reached the door, Zhiming stopped in his tracks, but did not turn his head back, "From now on, Lord Murong is my advisor."

In the darkness, Murongli watched Zhiming leave the place and stood quietly for a long time, the man had gone far away, Murongli suddenly covered his heart, his brows were tightly knit, cold sweat leaked from his forehead, if there was light at this time, his lips would be as pale as snow .

Murongli smiled dejectedly, it's not that he never thought about the day when he would be separated from Zhiming, but he still underestimated the impact on him when this day comes.

Although many things are clearly expected, it is still inevitable to be disappointed. The state of mind of a person is really ridiculous!

The next day, Xuanwu Taidong Nuan Pavilion.

Zhi Ming sat alone on the railing, with a set of drinking utensils on the carved low table in front of him, while watching the scenery outside the pavilion, he poured himself a drink.

Murongli's words from last night echoed vaguely in his ears, and in the cool night, he asked him, "I'm afraid, will your majesty stop?"

"meeting."

Zhiming raised his head and drank the whole cup.

Laughing at himself, even today, he still can't bear him.

Qiongshang's case was filed with a crisp and ethereal voice, as if suing the drinker for his depression.Zhiming looked at the scenery in the garden, the red leaves were just dyed, the rosy clouds embraced green, but after all it was not as good as Xiang Xu Terrace, "Master Murong must not know that Xiang Xu Terrace is the best place in the entire palace."

"What did His Majesty say... the best place?"

Zhiming put down his wine glass, turned his head to look at Xiaopang who came in at some point, "When will Xiaopang dare to listen to the wall?"

Fatty stared at him, compared two fingers, and said aggrievedly, "Pangty saluted His Majesty twice, twice! His Majesty didn't hear it..."

Zhiming cleared his throat uncomfortably, "Why are you looking for the widow?"

Xiaopang immediately presented a letter with a smile, "Your Majesty! Marquis Mo Jun is coming back! The letter was sent by Yuzhaoguan. It must be that Lord Hou has passed Yuzhaoguan at this time and is on his way to the imperial capital. If there is an accident, you will be able to enter the palace to face the Holy Spirit tomorrow."

Xiaopang was sent to Zhiming by Mo Lan. At that time, Mo Lan was granted the title of Marquis of Jiacheng. According to the law of heaven, nobles with fiefs should be stationed in the fief, enjoy the food and wealth of the city, and also take the responsibility of guarding the land. Responsibility.At that time, he wanted to please Mu Rongli, and he couldn't do without this virtuous official who could come up with all kinds of ideas by his side. In addition, he couldn't bear to part with his playmate since he was a child, so he didn't mention the matter of letting Mo Lan take over because of his willful actions. .

Later, Murong Li left, and Mo Lan asked him to take up his post, and he agreed.For a few years, under the governance of Mo Lan, Jiacheng County was prosperous and prosperous, the people were happy, and the house was never closed at night. He wanted to reward him, but Mo Lan said that he only wanted him to allow him to travel overseas.

This time, it will be several years...

Xiaopang was recommended to Zhi Ming by Mo Lan before he left.

Therefore, Xiaopang was very happy when Mo Lan returned to court.

"When you left, there were few flowers, and when you returned, it was covered with snow," Zhi Ming looked at the happy chubby, and then looked out of the window, muttering.

When Mo Lan left, they were still ignorant and young. Now that the old man returns today, will Mo Lan feel that the world is impermanent?

Xiaopang was still happy, but when he saw Zhiming looking out the window, he suddenly felt that the scene was very lonely...Looking at the wine glass, he muttered, "Your Majesty never drank in the daytime before."

"Oh? Really? So what?"

"Little Fatty just thinks that His Majesty is not as happy as before."

"It can be said that the former widow always eats and waits to die."

"Your majesty can be happier."

"Little fat."

"Ah."

"Everyone grows up."

People will grow up.

But the friendship of youth may not disappear with the passage of time.

Just like Mo Lan standing in front of Zhi Ming again, he may have returned home in a hurry, his expression was somewhat tired, but when he saw Zhi Ming, he still couldn't hide his joy, "My humble minister Mo Lan, Greet Your Majesty!"

Zhi Ming hadn't felt happy about anything for a long time, so he hurriedly got off the high hall to help Mo Lan up, "Marquis Mo Jun was tired all the way, but it's okay."

"My minister is fine, how is Your Majesty?"

Zhiming smiled faintly, "My widow, very good."

Mo Lan paused slightly, Zhi Ming in front of him didn't seem to be very proud of being an emperor, it seems that the rumors along the way...

Mo Lan suppressed the emotions in his heart, and said with a smile, "I have visited many countries this time. It turns out that there are many countries on the sea outside of Zhongyuan. The customs and customs are quite different from ours. I will talk to Your Majesty slowly later. , Wei Chen returned to the country this time, and brought back many interesting gadgets, all of which were ordered to be placed outside the palace."

How familiar this situation is, but how long ago it suddenly feels.

Zhi Ming smiled lightly, "Marquis Mo is still the same as before."

Mo Lan was taken aback for a moment, her expression froze, and she immediately smiled, "Still not making progress as before?"

Zhiming smiled when he heard the words, patted Mo Lan on the shoulder in fear, and said, "It's very good that Marquis Mo is like this."

After a lot of red tape in the court, Zhi Ming was finally able to push back the others, and strolled to the Liushang Pavilion, and Mo Lan accompanied the king.

"Your Majesty, on the way back, I even heard about it, Tianquan... I deserve to die." Mo Lan said guiltily with a rare expression on his face.

"The world is unpredictable. When Marquis Mo Jun left, Tianquan was still in good condition. If there was a fault, it was the fault of the widow. It was the widow who was stupid, which made the Tianquan suffer." " before, whispering slowly, but not angry.

Mo Lan was shocked and couldn't say a word for a long time.

Zhiming turned his head suddenly, the corners of his lips raised slightly, and asked with a smile, "Does Marquis Mo also feel that the widow has changed?"

Mo Lan was taken aback for a moment, and hurriedly forced herself to calm down, "I don't dare."

Zhiming's smile faded, and he said lazily, "Marquis Mo Jun never talked to widows like this before."

Mo Lan laughed dryly in his heart, the king didn't talk to him like this before, God is sorry, but after going out to sea, it seems to be in another world when he comes back.

Mo Lan sighed inwardly, and said helplessly, "Your Majesty has changed, but he hasn't changed."

Zhi Ming smiled noncommittally.

Seeing that Zhiming was not displeased, Mo Lan hesitated again and again, and finally said, "Your Majesty."

"You want to ask Ah Li?"

Mo Lan was surprised again, but this time he calmed down quickly. He nodded, looked at Zhi Ming cautiously, and just about to speak, he heard Zhi Ming say again, "He is looking for You Terrace."

Mo Lan wondered if Zhi Ming also had eyes behind his back.

"A Li him..."

Um?How is he?

"Forget it, go and see him."

"Oh," Mo Lan was a little disappointed when he didn't hear from A Li, but thinking about meeting him soon, his interest rose again, and he hurriedly bowed to Zhi Ming, "Then I will take my leave first."

Zhi Ming nodded, Zhi Ming watched the red leaves drifting away in the water, he thought, Murongli's life in the palace... probably wasn't good...

"Hold on."

Mo Lan hadn't gone far, but turned back in a hurry, "What orders does Your Majesty have?"

"Go to Xuanwu Terrace first, and bring him the jade flute on the widow's table. Let's say you brought it back from overseas."

Mo Lan was slightly startled, looking at Zhi Ming's back, the corner of her lips twitched, how did these two people come to this point?

"Yes, I will go now."

The author has something to say:

Mo Xiaotu is back in this chapter~~~

"When you left, there were few flowers, and when you returned, it was covered with snow," which was originally created by the author, which means: when you leave, the spring flowers are still sparse, and when you return, the vast land is covered with thick snow.It seems to be a year from spring to winter, but in fact many years have passed~~~