Qu clear as promised

Liang Hui lowered his eyes, and he didn't mean to scare Zhu Zhiyi by asking this question. Zhu Zhiyi was asked to sit in this seat because of his prestige and prestige of Zhu's family and the three thousand disciples. He is bound to win the connections and power, there is nothing to say about it.

The sound of bells and zithers, the mingling of cups and cups, people toasted one after another, after the envoy of Liaonan provoked Mr. Liang just now, he felt a lingering fear and anxiety after seeing it so badly, and punished himself with ten cups to make amends.

Hu Lelie's face is bold and hearty, and he also respects the three big bowls of the emperor and empress. Zhu Zhiyi treats everyone equally, and he doesn't know how to drink. The wine cup came to test him and refused to show weakness. No one can find fault with him when it comes to etiquette.

When Liang Hui finished dealing with the Minister of Rites, he turned his head and saw that Zhu Zhiyi's eyes were slightly red, his clear eyes were full of water, and his back was still very straight, like a straight bamboo with a jade cube. Not drunk, with a dull face.

Sensing someone approaching, but unable to tell who it was, Zhu Zhiyi squinted her blurry eyes, and ordered that person softly: "Pour sober tea for me."

Liang Hui: "..."

Zhang Fuhai, who was not far away, was startled.

Zhu Zhiyi rubbed his throbbing forehead by himself, and asked again: "Add half a teaspoon of honey." The tea was bitter, and he was not used to it.

"..., yes." Liang Hui asked Zhang Fuhai to find sober tea with honey, handed it to Zhu Zhiyi himself, and watched him drink it.

Zhu Zhiyi's hands were shaking, and he couldn't hold the cup firmly. Liang Huiyin stretched out his hand under his sleeve to hold his, only to find that the other person's skin was very hot, and his expression also had a hint of pain.

Liang Hui frowned, letting the ministers enjoy themselves, and then took him down.

Zhu Zhiyi was supported by Liang Hui, her footsteps were weak, and half of her body was leaning on Liang Hui's arms.Liang Hui half-hugged his warm, soft body and felt a little itchy in his heart. He touched his forehead, but fortunately, it wasn't too hot.

Qiao Yiyuping followed, looked at each other several times, hesitated again and again, and respectfully said: "Your Majesty, let the slaves..."

If Liang Huiwang hadn't heard it, Zhu Zhiyi groaned in distress, and he directly hugged him horizontally, and gently patted the drunk's arm with his palm to comfort him, Zhu Zhiyi stopped screaming.

Qiao Yiyuping remained silent, watching the emperor take his master away.

Liang Hui didn't like to be followed wherever he went, and there were very few palace attendants in the imperial study, so he personally waited on Zhu Zhiyi to wipe his face and change his clothes.

Zhu Zhiyi was completely different from being drunk and usual. He was serious and clingy. Liang Huifang grabbed his sleeves and asked where he was going when he walked a few steps away. Bian Taoyun powder, on the contrary, is more naive and demagogic.

Liang Hui shook his head for a second, and his voice was very low: "I'll get you clothes."

Zhu Zhiyi thought for a while and said, "Don't go."

"..."

Liang Hui helplessly and curiously flicked his messy hair. This man is usually meticulous from beginning to end, and he is also courageous when drunk. Him: "Pour tea."

Emperor: "...: Follow orders, queen.""

Liang Hui helped him sit on the soft bed, poured tea for him, and fed it to his mouth.

Zhu Zhiyi lowered her eyes, looked at him lightly, reached out and lifted Liang Hui's chin, Liang Hui smiled gently at him, blinked slowly, harmless to humans and animals, and asked, "What is your order?"

Zhu Zhiyi reacted a little slowly, tilted her head, thought for a while, and asked, "Which palace are you from?

Liang Hui replied: "My minister... from the imperial study."

Zhu Zhiyi thought for a while, then nodded: "Oh, it's from Liang Hui."

"..."

Zhu Zhiyi leaned over to get closer, turned his face, and looked at him for a long time: "Good color, no wonder." Can be in the imperial study.

"..., the empress is full of praise."

Zhu Zhiyi waved his hands with a blunt expression, rubbed his forehead, and said in a low voice, "What do you master usually do?"

Liang Hui raised his eyebrows, Zhu Zhiyi was actually curious about him, he thought that this person was really quiet and kept his ears shut.

"It's okay." Zhu Zhiyi thought he was worried, and patted him on the shoulder: "Don't worry, I'm here, so don't be afraid."

"...The emperor usually reads memorials, reviews notebooks, reads books and practice swords for a while."

Zhu Zhiyi supported his dangling head with one hand, he was very dizzy, and asked again: "Which son in the harem comes more often?"

Liang Hui paused, and the corners of his mouth curled into a subtle arc. After looking at him for a while, he said honestly, "The emperor said that outsiders are not allowed to enter the imperial study, but you, the queen, have been here."

Zhu Zhiyi wasn't stupid when she was drunk, she didn't quite believe it: "Then where is Shen Junyi looking for the emperor to discuss matters?"

Liang Hui approached half a minute, and replied softly: "They are all in the Xuanzheng Hall."

"?" Zhu Zhiyi's eyes widened slightly. The Xuanzheng Hall is a place specially set up in the palace for the emperor to summon foreign ministers to discuss political affairs. It is outside the gate of the front hall, and it is not too far from the back palace. Shen Huayi lives In the palace, Liang Hui saw that he was not in the palace, not even in the imperial study room, so he walked half a circle out of the palace gate, seeking far away, Zhu Zhiyi commented: "Is he... out of his mind?"

"..."

The 19 years of abiding by the discipline subconsciously pulled him not to speak nonsense, and he remedied it himself: "That's right, public and private are clearly distinguished."

Liang Hui thought, thank you.

He asked: "But Shen Junyi has offended the queen on weekdays?"

Zhu Zhiyi was probably not good at suing the counselor behind his back, he nodded hesitantly, then immediately shook his head like a drum.

Liang Hui put his hands in his own wide palms and asked, "Why didn't the queen tell the emperor about her grievances?"

"Grievance?" Zhu Zhiyi glanced at him strangely, grievance is really not a thing, he pursed his lips and smiled: "Who can make Bengong feel wronged."

"Yes," Liang Hui was kind and poured him half a bowl of hot tea, "Then why did the empress ask about Shen Junyi?"

Zhu Zhiyi's eyelids are half closed, her eyelashes are long and soft, reminiscent of willow catkins in spring, her lips are stained red by the hot tea, Liang Hui thought he was going to fall asleep, and heard that he answered the wrong question, and the bull's head was wrong: " Now Ren Lantai is in need of Jinshi? Hui Yuan? Or Provincial Yuan?"

Liang Hui couldn't keep up with this jumping thinking, so he told him: "It's enough to raise yuan." Lan Taisi is a speech officer, but he is famous and popular, he doesn't have much real power, and he doesn't need to have a high threshold.

Zhu Zhiyi suddenly lifted his eyelids, leaned closer to Liang Hui, looked left and right, and after confirming that there was no one around, he whispered: "This palace is the number one scholar, hand-picked by the Royal Palace." It seemed to be telling a secret, but also a little proud tone.

Liang Hui's heart skipped a beat when he heard his childish words, and then he felt a little sad.

This is the second time that Zhu Zhiyi has shown his ambition in front of Liang Hui. There are many people in the court who are addicted to officials because of power and fame, but Zhu Zhiyi is not.

Liang Hui stared at him quietly for a while, Zhu Zhiyi's head drooped suddenly, he quickly reached out to catch it, propped it up, straightened it up, Zhu Zhiyi opened his eyelids, and stared back at him fixedly, as if waiting for him to speak.

Liang Hui smiled and praised: "Your queen is really amazing, even the first emperor praised her personally. She is brilliant in writing and quick in thinking."

"No flattery is allowed." Zhu Zhiyi twisted his body and said very reservedly, but obviously he heard what he wanted to hear, his eyelids that were lazily opened slowly closed again, like a lotus petal that bloomed and closed , the Guanyin mole on the center of the eyebrow is very pretty under the warm light.

"Yes," Liang Hui was taught, and asked directly, "Has the Queen thought about... returning to the court?"

Zhu Zhiyi glanced at him, flattened her mouth, didn't speak, and looked like 'you don't understand'.

Liang Hui didn't care, smiled, squeezed his wet hands, wiped his sweat, stroked and wiped his fingers one by one, and guided him: "If you really want to, why don't you report it to the emperor?" ? It’s also a good way to share his worries.”

Zhu Zhiyi blinked her eyes, her eyes fixed on the ever-burning lamp on the window eaves, as if she was wandering, and after a while, she said, "Forget it."

"..." Liang Hui asked, "Is the queen afraid of the emperor's refusal?"

Zhu Zhiyi pulled out her clean and refreshing hands a little angrily.

Liang Hui grabbed his hand back and held it again: "The queen doesn't ask the emperor how she knows."

"Why not give it a try?" Liang Hui urged him, "The queen doesn't know what the emperor thinks." He lowered his eyes, "Perhaps...the emperor often can't guess what you think."

Liang Hui didn't hear an answer for a long time, and when he looked again, Zhu Zhiyi had fallen asleep.

"..."

Liang Hui resigned himself to changing into clean underwear for him, carried him to the bed and tucked in the quilt before returning to the hall.

The author says:

Xiao Zhu whispered: Let me tell you a secret, I, I am the champion.

Xiao Liang: Mmmmmmmmmmmmmm, my wife is the best