Qu clear as promised

Zhu Zhiyi paused, hugged him tighter, and said, "No."

"I've seen it before. When I was taken to Guiling, the other side was close to the sea, there were many rivers, plum blossoms, and there were floods from time to time."

Liang Hui closed his eyes, his eyelashes were black and thick, and he trembled softly as he spoke: "The houses and food of the common people have been washed away, and the children will not be swept away by the big waves by sitting in wooden basins tied to tree roots. When you are thirsty, you drink the water from the mountain torrents, and when you are hungry, you dig the bark to eat."

Zhu Zhiyi's heart skipped a beat. He knew that Liang Hui was talking about the disaster victims as well as himself. He was obviously stuck in painful memories and couldn't get out.

"Displaced, mourners are everywhere, corpses are everywhere, and the rogues came at this time, taking advantage of the officers and soldiers to rescue the disaster, the gates of the city were unguarded, and they raped and plundered."

"The admiral escaped by himself, and the imperial envoys sent by the superiors took a vegetarian meal. They deceived the superiors and concealed it, and they were greedy for the disaster funds stripped from the capital."

"I've always been the most self-protective and high-spirited person, but during that time, I also thought countless times-"

Liang Hui grabbed Zhu Zhiyi's shirt tightly: "I think, it's better to put it on the other side."

Zhu Zhiyi's heart hurts. He claims to be the country and the people, and he cares about the common people, but since he was a child, he has never really faced poverty and poverty, and he has never seen this land full of holes.

Liang Hui is the one who has truly seen the suffering and suffering in the world.

Zhu Zhiyi used to think that what he loved was Liang Hui's strength and sharpness, but now she finds that she also loves his suffering scars and deep softness. He hugged Liang Hui tightly, kissed the corners of his eyes, tenderly With a soothing voice: "It won't happen now, now that Daliang has you, your people won't suffer like this again."

Liang Hui slowly opened his eyes: "Really?"

Just now he was calm and calm in front of people, but now in front of Zhu Zhiyi, he is a little unsure. In fact, those cruel pictures have been sealed in his mind all the time, and he has never mentioned it to anyone.

"Yes," Zhu Zhiyi immediately responded to him, firmly saying: "You have long wanted to recover Lingdao and Zhuyu, and you sent secret soldiers to garrison Guangdong and Guangxi years ago. There will be no major disturbances. It's just a little panic over there."

It was still dark outside the window, the moonlight was very faint, and it was quiet in the imperial study room, except for Zhu Zhiyi's gentle but firm voice, analyzing with him one by one: "Just now you have sent disaster relief to all your subordinates, comforted the victims, and dispatched food. Urgent order."

"At the same time, let the garrisons strictly guard the pass and kill the rogues. Now all government officials at all levels are candidates who have personally checked the pass, and the generals who are stationed are your soldiers. The people will soon wait for reinforcements. relief."

"Today's Daliang is not what it used to be. You have to trust them, and you must also trust yourself."

Liang Hui shook his head, looked at Zhu Zhiyi quietly, and said, "I only trust you, clear rules."

Zhu Zhiyi didn't know why, but at this moment, his love for him reached its peak. He inserted his finger into Liang Hui's root and said, "Okay, you trust me, I love you, Liang Junting."

Liang Hui, who had been tense all night, finally showed a faint and helpless smile.

As Zhu Zhiyi analyzed, the flood disaster in Lingnan was quickly contained, and the bandits were killed in the bud before they set off a storm.

There is no need to fight for the batch of Southwest tribute grains that Zhu Zhiyi and Liang Hui competed in the court earlier, and they are directly dispatched to Guangdong and Guangxi for disaster relief.

Spring came early this year, and once the spring floods have passed, it will be the farming season.

The day of spring plowing in the year of Chou Wu coincided with the hunting of Mulan. Qin Tian monitored the sky, and wrote a letter suggesting that the ceremony should be held directly in Yanshan Mountain, where the grass is growing and the trees are in spring. Extraordinary.

The emperor and empress were still driving together, but it was more lively than the time three years ago because there was an extra Liang Xijing.

Liang Xijing is very self-disciplined at such a young age, and he can complete his daily homework even when he is away from home. Zhu Zhiyi is very relieved and reads books beside him.

One on the left and the other on the right, the master and apprentice are similar, the big gentleman leads the little gentleman, their concentrated postures, frowning expressions, and even the frequency of turning the pages of the book are exactly the same.

Liang Hui couldn't see it, he didn't dare to provoke Zhu Zhiyi, so he pushed Liang Xijing's book.

"Lunheng" fell into his arms with a "snap". Liang Xijing, who was immersed in thinking, frowned immaturely, and severely reprimanded Liang Hui: "Brother Emperor, you have nothing to do, don't disturb others."

Heh, Liang Hui has a thick skin, and he smiled amiably and pretended to be a good person. He reminded him in a personable manner, but in fact he reminded Zhu Zhiyi: "There is a degree of relaxation, and a combination of work and rest."

These were the exact words that Zhu Zhiyi used to prevent him from going to work when he was sick, and now they are being returned to him and his little apprentice intact.

"..." Zhu Zhiyi couldn't hear the drunkard's intentions, so she had to put down the book and said to Liang Xijing, "It's hard to come out, and it's okay to relax for a few days. After reading thousands of books, you have to travel thousands of miles."

Only then did Liang Xijing put away the books and jumped out of their carriage. He was going to find General Ji!

Among the servants of the emperor brother and the master, only General Ji and his dull gourd shadow guard are more fun.

Liang Hui asked someone to follow him, leaned back against the carriage, and stretched out his hand lazily towards Zhu Zhiyi.

Zhu Zhiyi laughed, but still got up and sat down beside him indulgently, let him lean on her shoulder, and asked, "Are you tired——"

Liang Hui kissed him, Zhu Zhiyi didn't ask any more questions, and let him snatch his lips and tongue.

The spring mountain wakes up at the beginning, the green trees are lush, the birds and beasts are alive, and all things are revived.

Liang Xijing took the wolf dog deep into the valley, and Liang Hui personally taught him to hunt the fox. The fox was extremely cunning and slipped away from Liang Xijing's bow and arrows several times.

Liang Hui was no longer as gentle and amiable as usual, and seriously taught: "You let it slip away from your nose three times, because you are not ruthless. Treat this fox like an enemy on the battlefield. , take detours as straightness, and profit as adversity."

Liang Hui is an animal more cunning than a fox and fiercer than a wolf.

Liang Xijing's mind turned a corner, he slammed east and west, and struck decisively and sharply, finally rounding up the fox.

Only then was Liang Hui satisfied: "This is your prey, and it is up to you to dispose of."

Liang Xijing touched the snow fox's fur and said to him, "I want to make a fox robe for Master."

Liang Hui raised his eyebrows: "Okay!"

Liang Xijing mastered the method and became more and more addicted. He led the wolf dog to fight in the mountains and forests ambitiously. As the sun went down, he brought back many birds and beasts with a full load.

He presented the booty to his master. Zhu Zhiyi smiled gently, thanked Ah Jing, and asked him to release the ungrown young eagle and young deer, and told him about the Mohists' "Heaven's will", "festivity" and "Taoism". The law is natural", doing something and not doing it.

Many years later, Liang Xijing became the master of Liang Houxing, and he still remembers the sunset of this year's spring hunting.

Brother Huang taught him to be decisive in attacking and killing, and his master taught him to be kind and benevolent.

At dusk, Qin Tianjian gave sacrifices and sacrificial ceremonies according to the time calculated by Si Cheng. The newly promoted Taichang Temple Ling Cheng Jiang Zhuli was in charge of the Taoist music and master of ceremonies, offering elegant music and harmonious customs.

At the end of the ceremony, Liang Hui took Zhu Zhiyi and quietly left while the sky was dark and no one was paying attention.

Zhu Zhiyi was amazed at Liang Hui's audacity, and ran away with him holding his breath.

The two were panting against the tree trunk, looked at each other and laughed again.

Liang Hui did not know when he brought a jug of wine with him, leaning lazily against the tree, taking a sip from time to time, not like an emperor, but like a flirtatious and arrogant young man.

He stared at Zhu Zhiyi's face, suddenly tilted his head, and said, "It was here three years ago."

"what?"

Liang Hui raised his sleeves and wiped his wet lips, walked over, leaned over, locked his gaze, and said in a low voice: "Here, I asked Qinggui if he wanted me to recruit someone, and Qinggui said, 'Let the emperor decide, and the minister will be yours'." Cooperate wholeheartedly'."

"..." Zhu Zhiyi didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Liang Junting, why do you hold grudges so much?"

The account of the year of the monkey and the month of the horse has to be turned over and calculated.

Liang Hui raised his eyebrows, pressed Zhu Zhiyi against the tree trunk, poured another sip of wine into his mouth, squeezed Zhu Zhiyi's chin, and bowed his head to him.

The apricot wine was tasted bit by bit between the two people.

Zhu Zhiyi's lips were red and soft from the kiss, Liang Hui's eyes sank, and his hands went in from his wide sleeves.

The moonlight was dim, the trunk was bent, the branches and leaves trembled in the night, and the sound was vague.

Liang Hui didn't let Zhu Zhiyi go until the moon was approaching the climax.

When they returned to the tent, Si Cheng of Qin Tianjian was releasing sky lanterns.

This is a way for the celestial master to communicate with the god of agriculture. Put the written sacrificial manuscripts, congratulations, and prayers into the sky lantern, and let it be carried to the gods, so that the coming year will have good weather and a good harvest.

Liang Hui was playful and asked Si Cheng to give him one too.

He handed the pen to Zhu Zhiyi: "Qingrui, we each write one side."

At the time calculated by Qin Tianjian, the night sky of Yanshan Mountain was full of fire.

Among the thousands of sky lanterns filled with blessings and blessings, there is one with the words "Zhu Qinggui, the past will not be remonstrated, Yu Ru will be successful" on the other side "Liang Junting, the merits are not worth donating, and the wishes are fulfilled" 】

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The author says:

I wrote it on and off for five months, and I was very reluctant to part with Xiao Liang and Xiao Zhu. After the first time, I felt sad, probably because I invested too much emotion in these five months, thank you for your company.

There will be no extras for the time being, and I feel that the basics that should be explained are basically explained clearly, but I wrote some short jokes such as [One Hundred Questions about Husband and Wife Sex], which are very short, so I will not v, post them on Weibo@ Qingming Gu Yuzi

The next article will probably write about the stalk of the school grass x cat and cat head, can you click an author to collect it~ Bobo! !