Your Majesty, please do not

All night long, Liang Huan was in a state of confusion, imagining countless truths and denying them one by one.He comforted himself that no matter what, it would not be worse than now, but he had a faint feeling that it might indeed be worse than now.

After barely reading today's memorial with the lamp like a bean, Liang Huan finally waited for the person sent by Lu Yin.

"Master Jiang's house is empty, and the door was not locked. Ask the officials, and they say he hasn't come for a long time. I found this at Mr. Jiang's house, and put it on the table as soon as we entered the door."

Liang Huan took the stack of papers from Lu Yin and unfolded them tremblingly.

The first one is a plan, detailing the address of Wu's couple and the plan to kidnap them.There were several things written on the second sheet, all of which were done by the statement, each of which made me more suspicious that he was doing things for Chaduo.The third was a letter, which he had read, and it was the letter addressed to Lousa in the statement.However, there is a lot of smearing on this copy, which is obviously the original manuscript, not his handwriting.The fourth one is also a letter, it was written by Lousa to Gou Xiong, and it said the depreciation of the Henen grass.

There are only a few words written on the fifth sheet: Believe in a cult by mistake, shame on you.When I was about to leave, I presented all the books written at that time. Although those who passed away did not remonstrate, I was a little bit relieved and regretful.

After reading these papers over and over several times, Liang Huan finally understood what was going on.

Why is he so stupid, why didn't he just tell himself not to sell Hencao, can he not agree?

Someone threatened him, why didn't he come back and tell himself, why did he have to bear everything silently alone?

If the Wu couple were really locked up there, wouldn't it be good to send someone to rescue them?Why did he think that his sacrifice was for his own good?

Or did he feel that even if he told himself, he would not be willing to make compromises or sacrifices for him?

He swallowed all this suffering alone, should he be said to be loyal and selfless, or should he be said to be cruel and merciless?

But thinking about it, according to his set of algorithms, doing so is not only loyal to himself, but also filial piety for himself.In the face of such lofty righteousness, he would agree to his life, let alone bear the pain.

Thinking of this, Liang Huan felt anger, bitterness, and pity at the same time, and at the same time... ecstasy.

He never changed his mind, never betrayed himself, and the tears before he left were all real.As long as you get him back, he still belongs to you as before.

But where is he?

He pretended he was dead, is he still in Yongzhou?Huaiyuan recovered, will he go home?But his parents are both in the capital, maybe he will come here first?

Liang Huan looked at the sky outside, no, it was too late.Since I have been waiting for so many days, it is not a day and a half.

That night, Liang Huan slept in Weiyang Palace.Looking at the familiar furnishings around him, and thinking about the days the two spent together, he felt that there would be two people again soon.

The next day, Liang Huan ran out of the palace in the early morning and came to the medical clinic where Yu Wenjing was.

It just so happened that she was out for a doctor today, Liang Huan saw her as soon as he entered the door, ran to her in a hurry, and opened his mouth: "Auntie, is Chen Xingli with you?"

Yu Wenjing, who was startled by him, shook his head, "Not here."

"Then where did he go?"

"How do I know?" Yu Wenjing frowned, "What else are you looking for?"

Hearing what she said, Liang Huan knew that Shuzhi had told her everything.He explained: "Auntie, I already know what's going on. I don't blame him. I miss him very much. I just want to find him. Please tell me where he is..."

Yu Wenjing sighed, turned his head and said: "He told me to go back to the capital first, saying that you would think he was missing, and then he came to look for me. But when I returned to the capital, the government told me that he was dead. If he didn't come back, who knows where he went."

Liang Huan was a little surprised. Since he had told his mother that he would come to the capital, it was unlikely that he would return to his home in Yongzhou.Then why hasn't he come back?Delayed on the road?What are you going to do?

As he thought about it, a vague but terrifying possibility gradually emerged in his mind.

"Go back first. If he comes back, I'll let him find you." Yu Wenjing said flatly.

Growing fear filled his heart, Liang Huan hurriedly left the hospital.

He didn't go back to the palace, but went to Deng Zhi's office to arrest him, and asked him directly: "How did Chen Xingli die?"

Deng Zhi was a little taken aback, didn't he not care about it when he told him?Why did you remember it now?

"It was said that when he was in Pingliang Mansion, the fighting was still going on outside, so he insisted on going out of the city. After going out, he never came back."

These words made Liang Huan's expression gradually distorted. He stared at Deng Zhi, and asked in a trembling voice: "He is a civil servant, why did he go to the battlefield? Since he died outside, did you find the body?"

Deng Zhi was a little frightened by his appearance, lowered his head and said cautiously: "I don't know why he went out. After the war, there were corpses all over the field outside. Those who didn't come back were considered dead in battle, and no corpses were found."

Hearing this, Liang Huan's eyes suddenly went dark, as if something had collapsed suddenly.

"Your Majesty, are you alright, Your Majesty? Come, come!" Deng Zhi helped Liang Huan, who was standing unsteadily, and shouted towards the door.

"No...don't call someone."

Liang Huan pushed Deng Zhi away in embarrassment, and slowly moved to the door by himself.Lu Yin was already waiting at the door, and helped him to walk into the palace.

As soon as he returned to Weiyang Palace, he went straight to the back room, and then sat down on the couch.As soon as he sat down, the whole person fell backwards.

At noon, full sunlight came in, the whole room was warm, and there was a smell of sunshine in the nose.

There was no one around, and the heavy grief could no longer be suppressed, turning into tears and rolling down her cheeks, soaking the bed.

When I left in the morning, I thought I would be back here with him soon.

I can still see the image of being here with him a few months ago, and still have his breath on the pillow.

But now...

I used to think that saying that he died on the battlefield was just an excuse to say that he left.But now I know that he didn't leave, he originally wanted to go back to the capital, but he didn't come back.

Why did he have to go out of the city, why did he go to the battlefield?He doesn't know how to fight, so what is he going to do?He simply had no reason to do so.

Unless, this is the most honorable way he can think of to die.

In his own memory alone, he risked his life several times.How easy it is for him to give up his own person, how could he not foresee it.

What is it for again this time?Thinking about his situation at the time, was it because he was ashamed of himself, or because he felt that he had done something unfaithful, or because he felt that if he lived, he would become a bargaining chip for others to threaten him, or because the pain of parting was too strong.

Or there is a little bit of each, and when they all add up, they overwhelm the person.

I should have thought of it earlier, I knew it earlier, at that time no matter what I could not let him go, even if he hated himself to death, he had to lock him in Weiyang Palace, find someone to watch him day and night, so that he could not be hurt in the slightest.

But what's the use of saying this now, the one who killed him was himself.

She thought that she appeared in his life to take care of him, protect him, and make him happy.Unexpectedly, Chen Shuzhi was unlucky for eight lifetimes, knowing himself and killing him.

He has already left, and the debt owed to him cannot be repaid. This time, he really has to bear the debt for the rest of his life.

Liang Huan got off the couch and began to examine everything in the room.In the bronze mirror of the dressing table, his face was once reflected; in the washbasin, he used to wipe his face with a wet towel; on the chair facing the window, when he sat there, he would wrap his arms around him from behind. neck, and kissed his earlobe.

Everything in sight cannot escape his shadow.

Liang Huan walked around the Weiyang Palace, and Lu Yin wanted to tell him that he didn't eat lunch or dinner. Finally, he lost all strength and collapsed against the wall.

He sat like this all night, and somehow fell asleep in the second half of the night, but he couldn't even have a nightmare.

In the morning, Lu Yin helped Liang Huan who was out of his mind, changed his clothes, washed his face and combed his hair.His eyes were swollen, his face was pale, and he looked like a walking corpse.

He reluctantly went out to go to the morning court, and listened to the reports of the people below without saying a word.

Last year, the tax reduction in Jiangzhou was quite smooth, and this year it plans to expand to several neighboring states.Tax cuts led to a reduction in treasury revenue. However, according to the reformed decree, Yushitai confiscated the property of several corrupt officials, and the original ridiculously high official salaries were reduced.

Officials have been dispatched to manage the recovered areas in Yongzhou, the plan to cultivate young generals has begun, and the iron-making factories are still developing new formulas.

Looking at the ministers below, Liang Huan thought about the situation in the court in recent days. Ouyang Qing's remnant party has long since become weak, and Lin Zhuhui's party now supports Deng Zhi together.However, many of the two batches of Jinshi in the sixth and seventh years of Chongjing were called by Liang Huan alone to talk.To master these newcomers is to master the future of the court.

Think about it a few years ago, the court was not like this at all.At that time, the Ouyang Party was still doing whatever it wanted, conniving at corrupt officials and exploiting the common people. Lin Zhuhui tried his best to restrain them and barely maintain the balance.And I was only responsible for agreeing to their conclusions when going to court, and signing the memorials they had approved, and I didn't have any power that I could hold in my hands.

In the past few years, he has changed himself, and also changed the direction of the court.Now that internal and external troubles are gradually calming down, when it is time for Daping to recuperate, he himself can be an inaction monarch.Everything was fine, everything was the way he wanted it to be.

It's just that the person who made him better couldn't see these anymore.

What harmed him was not himself, but his status and the power in his hands.These things have been obstacles between them from the very beginning, but they never thought that they were actually a gap between heaven and man.

Looking at the officials below who were sometimes respectful and sometimes excited, Liang Huan suddenly felt very tired.All this does not belong to him, he is just a wild child who grew up in the countryside.He came to this forbidden palace at the age of ten, and sat in this seat at the age of 15. No one has ever asked his opinion.

enough.Bearing such a heavy sin, it is absolutely impossible to return to the original track as if nothing had happened.With the pain of heartbreak, I can't bear the responsibility of my family, country and world.

The ministers standing in the first few rows could see that the king on the throne had a bad complexion and was distracted all the time, not listening to them at all.At some point, his eye sockets became red.

The author has something to say: Statement: It must have been too cold to catch a cold on the battlefield, why keep sneezing>