Your Majesty, please do not

Statement Zhi secretly sighed, he was just silent, why did he care so much?It seems that he has been paying attention to some insignificant things recently, and he didn't think so much when he was acting on the spot.

He replied step by step: "I am not afraid of you, I am afraid of myself. I am afraid that I will talk too much and add disrespectful words to you."

"Why do you think so?" Liang Huan turned his head and stared into his eyes, "Did you say less before when you were disrespectful to me? Can I really blame you?"

"You don't have to blame, but I can't say it."

Hearing this, Liang Huan couldn't help but think of the remarks that Chen Zhi made when they were watching a play in Huanzhen Pavilion a long time ago.At that time, he didn't understand why this person was so romantic, why his mind was full of old-fashioned ideas?

Such people will not listen to persuasion.Liang Huan thought hard for a long time, and suddenly went to hold his hand, and burst into a full smile, "That's good, I will pester you more in the future, you are used to it, so you can stop being afraid?"

The hand he held trembled slightly, and Liang Huan realized that his action might be inappropriate, but he didn't know how to prove it.Who knows if he doesn't hide because he doesn't mind, or because he doesn't dare to hide.

In the end, Liang Huan decided to ask. With fingers crossed, his voice was rare and careful: "Xingli, I'm like this...you don't think I'm arrogant, do you?"

The body of the statement was very stiff, and after searching for a suitable wording for a long time, he gave an answer lightly: "It's okay, I won't be unbearable."

Although these words were tactful, Liang Huan let go of his hand slowly.

"You'd better not come any more, I don't want to delay your business because of myself." It was rare for Chen Zhi to refuse so resolutely and coldly.

What Liang Huan said made Liang Huan's heart cold, and he didn't know if he really cared about those "businesses", or if he just didn't want to see him and just made up an excuse.

He hid the uneasiness in his heart, and still smiled, "Then I will do things next to you, thinking that if I do well, the person in front of me will appreciate me, so I really did a good job."

I couldn't laugh or cry in the statement, I didn't expect that I wanted to make contributions to Sheji, but I could use this method.

After entering the city, the hustle and bustle gradually increased, and the eyes accustomed to the darkness gradually adapted to the sudden light.The streets are covered with large tracts of lanterns, and there are dots of stars that are shuttled around by tourists, enclosing a day in the thick night.

Chen Zhi originally followed the flow of people to take the busiest road in the center of the city, but Liang Huan abruptly dragged him to the side alley.There are not many pedestrians on the trail, and there are only a few stalls on both sides.

Looking at the colorful lanterns sold by the roadside, Liang Huan asked casually, "Can I get you a lantern too?"

As soon as Chen Zhi shook his head, he suddenly ran to a stall and bought two identical lanterns.He had a bad premonition, and sure enough, Liang Huan quickly threw one to him on the excuse that it was too heavy.

He glanced at the red lantern in his hand, it seemed that he was only in his twenties last time he played with this kind of thing.He is not young, why...

"Go over there and have a look." Liang Huan walked away without waiting for his reaction.

The "over there" he said was a small stall with several dark yellow lanterns hanging on the shelf, and a note was attached to each lamp.Seeing them coming, the stall owner greeted them loudly: "Guess the lantern riddles, you will win a lottery—"

Liang Huan pushed him to the booth, and said with great interest: "This is an elegant thing for you literati, go try it and see what you can get back."

"Do you need money for guessing riddles?" Chen Zhi asked suspiciously.If he doesn't take money, what does he earn?

The stall owner hurriedly said: "Our boss has made a fortune this year, and those who give away things for good fortune don't need money!"

Seeing what he said, Chen Zhi raised his head and looked at the riddle on the lamp.These riddles may sound strange at first, but they are not difficult to guess. He guessed them one by one in his heart...

He suddenly turned his head to look at the person beside him, and saw Liang Huan looking at him with a smirk, blinking constantly, but he couldn't hide the guilt in his eyes.

Why should he do this.

The statement was stunned for a while, then calmly took the note from the lantern at hand, and handed it to the stall owner, "'There is no need to say the shortcomings of this mystery', it is the word 'review' of the comment."

"Xiao Langjun is really talented, he guessed right right away! Here you are, this is a lottery—" the stall owner said, and handed him the box on the table.

Put away the things in the statement, and make a look like you want to guess another one.Liang Huan grabbed his arm, said "just guess one and save some for others", and quickly pulled him away.

After walking around for a while, although the lights were beautiful, the weather was getting colder and colder. One of the statements was holding a lantern in one hand and a wooden box in the other, and his hands were red from the cold.

Seeing that Liang Huan was still enjoying the feeling of walking side by side with him, he said cautiously in the end: "It's late, it's cold, you should go back earlier."

Hearing this, Liang Huan felt that he had finally lost patience with him, so he kept sending him to the door of the house.He felt a little itchy when he said goodbye, but he just smiled and looked at him for a while longer.

Back in the room, Chen Chenzhi found a corner and hung the lantern on the roof beam.Then he rubbed the newly picked Hemium grass and applied it to his frostbitten hands, only then did he remember to open the box.

For the lantern riddles at the stall just now, he could see the answers at a glance, and then found that each answer was more or less related to himself, some were names, some were hometowns.

That's why Liang Huan wanted to drag him into that path, and let him guess lantern riddles.The stall owner also looked familiar, maybe he was a guard eunuch in his palace or something.

It is true that he has worked hard, but this time the trick is not much better than the last time.With so much effort, what kind of treasure did you send?

Chen Zhi looked at the box in his hand, remembering the things Liang Huan gave him before, he didn't expect much from it.This size is not an antique calligraphy and painting, is it a jade pendant gold bar?

He opened the lid casually, and inside were two smaller boxes.Open one of them again, and this bundle is...wheat?

No, not wheat, there are subtle differences in appearance.He has seen this kind of crop before, but he can't remember the name, and it doesn't grow well in Yongzhou.

What kind of gift is a bunch of plants that I don't know the name of?He picked up the bunch of things, but found a piece of paper with writing on it.

He knew Liang Huan's handwriting, and he also knew that his writing was as simple as his speaking.However, although his handwriting is on this piece of paper, the writing style is completely different, as if he deliberately wanted to be profound and elegant, but he didn't have enough attainments.

Such an article is not easy to read. It took a long time to read the statement word by word before sorting out the general idea:

According to the situation written in your article, I have sent people to Yongzhou to verify that your Pingliang Mansion is indeed full of miscellaneous taxes, and some farmers are struggling to survive.But I can't change the tax directly, nor can I return the grain collected.

It happened that several states in the southwest had a surplus of rice production this year, so they were asked to transport some to Yongzhou.By the way, I will send you a bunch of rice, so you can rest assured.

I tell you this just to pay my respects.The first time I read the article you wrote, I admired you very much.One of the reasons why I can make up my mind to make a difference is because I was infected by your ambition.

Seeing this, he went to open another box, and there was a pen in the pen case, which didn't look like something expensive.There were small characters engraved on the barrel of the pen, and he carefully identified the four characters "with ice and snow in mind".

Chen Zhi smiled lightly, last time he was not allowed to give expensive things, but this time the rice, pens and lanterns are really very cheap.

He stroked the bunch of rice ears, the grains of rice rolled over his fingers, and he could vaguely smell the fragrance of the fields.

Did he really transport rice from the southwest to Yongzhou?Did this grain of rice really save a life?It was just a moment of righteous indignation when he wrote that article, did he really listen to it?He did this only because he loves the people like his son, not for any other reason, right?

And this pen, "with ice and snow in mind" is like a very cautious compliment. I want to praise too many things, but I don't know how to sum it up in one word.

Just looking at what he wrote and what he sent, the whole thing is as if he risked his life to write an article to persuade the king and save the people from the fire and water. In the end, the king praised himself for his high character and integrity. .

However, if he really intends to work hard, why not go to the vast world to find his value as a king, but spend so much effort and pay such a high cost to cheat those humble thoughts from himself?

I am an insignificant person, what does it matter how I think about him and how I treat him?

Statement Zhi looked at the things in his hands, not quite understanding what he was thinking.

"State it! What's the matter with you, and you don't have your article?" Cheng Wei threw a stack of papers on the table and roared angrily.

"What?" Chen Zhi raised his head innocently.

"I didn't pay it the day before yesterday, I didn't pay it yesterday, I didn't pay it today! If you don't want to stay in the Imperial Academy, just tell me, I'll find you a place to go."

Chen Zhizhi rolled up his sleeves and got up, went forward to look at the stack of papers in small steps, frowned and said, "Students have never missed a daily essay..."

"Then why don't I have one here?" Cheng Wei said contemptuously.

He really didn't find the paper he handed in. He lowered his head and thought about it, he handed it in, and he didn't know where he went after handing it in.A stack of papers was placed there, and with so many people in the Imperial Academy, anyone could easily take a few of them away, making it hard to guard against.

What good is taking away his articles?Cause him to be scolded by Cheng Wei?Maybe for some people who have old grudges with him, seeing him being scolded will make them feel comfortable.

But there is no evidence for the statement, so I can only treat it as if I didn't hand it over.The article from the previous few days can probably be recalled, so he said: "The students still remember it, so I will write it again and give it to you?"

"No need," Cheng Wei waved him away, "You finish writing today's article carefully, and hand it in tomorrow."

Today's article is not very easy to write, because it is a sacrificial article.If you go to places like the Ministry of Rites and Taichang Temple in the future, writing sacrificial texts is indispensable for large and small sacrifices throughout the year.

Sitting on the porch and worrying.After studying for so many years, no one has ever taught him how to write a sacrificial oration, and he has never even read it, so he doesn't know how to write it. What's more, this article entrusts his innocence for three days.

After lunch, he went to Suyin Hall.During this time, whenever Liang Huan was free in the afternoon, he would come to the Imperial Academy to arrest him and take him to the attic of Suyin Hall.He was writing the article arranged by Cheng Wei there, and Liang Huan sat opposite him to read the official document memorial.

At first I stated that I was not happy, I felt uncomfortable staying with him, and I couldn't concentrate on writing articles.After a long time, I found that Liang Huan only talked with him about the affairs of the court, never mentioned the past of the two, and no longer touched him. The biggest favor was just to bring some food, and he gradually got used to it. up.

There is a smell of dust in the air in early spring, which is warm, as if the spring spirit is stuffed into it, and then floats into people's mouth and nose.

Statement is wearing a uniform of the Hanlin Academy, walking in the courtyard where the buds are just sprouting.He climbed up to the attic of Suyin Hall, poked his head out from the ladder, and saw Liang Huan was dozing off on a chair.

Afraid of alarming him, he quietly sat down at the table, carefully spread out a piece of paper on the table, and stared blankly at the blank.

Liang Huan actually woke up a long time ago, and kept squinting at him in a daze. After watching for a while, he finally couldn't bear it anymore, and said lazily, "Today's topic is 'Waiting for the Rabbit'?"

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