Qu clear as promised

"?" Zhu Zhiyi was taken aback for a moment before realizing that it was Liang Hui explaining to him, and suddenly complex emotions surged in his heart.

He never expected that Liang Hui would not even believe Fu Brown.

It is well known in the civil and military circles of the court that Lord Fu, the upstart of the court, was rescued by Liang Hui from a refugee. He was a confidant handpicked by the Holy Majesty, an imperial envoy, a sharp weapon to check and balance the prime minister and aristocratic family, his knife to kill people, and his sword to seize power. , is a strong shield in front of him.

This man was loyal and devoted to Liang Hui. When the new emperor came to the throne, Fu Brown gave up his life several times to save him. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is Liang Hui's dead man.

The emperor was as unpredictable as the fog in the night, Zhu Zhiyi stared at him, and couldn't help but think, who did Liang Hui trust?Is there anyone in this world who can really make him feel 100% at ease without doubts.

Liang Hui was so suspicious that he didn't even trust his confidants, but he directly said to Zhu Zhiyiming, "I don't trust my confidants".

Does this mean that Zhu Zhiyi reassures Liang Hui more than Fu Brown?

Of course Zhu Zhiyi didn’t dare to think that way, the emperor’s heart, the seabed needle, what made him even more uneasy was that he actually felt a bit of pity for Fu Brown. Their situations were the same, the only difference was that Fu Brown did not know his What kind of person is being loyal to, and Zhu Zhiyi knows.

Birds are all hidden in bows, rabbits are dead and dogs are cooking, since ancient times, monarchs and ministers are nothing more than that.

His grandfather had given him advice, hadn't he?

The snow became heavier, the wind became stronger, the moonlight was blocked by clouds, and the snow became darker and more silent.

The wide sleeves of the two robes were blown and the plum tree petals fell. Liang Hui tilted the umbrella in his hand towards Zhu Zhiyi. When he moved, Zhu Zhiyi subconsciously took half a step back. Liang Hui raised his eyebrows. He sank instantly: "Qinggui is afraid of me?"

Zhu Zhiyi came back to his senses, and returned to his calm appearance when the sky fell, denying it calmly: "Your servant can sit upright, so there is nothing to be afraid of."

Liang Hui's brows softened a bit, the corners of his mouth were pursed, and he was silent for a while, explaining: "Maybe Fu Brown knows how to repay his kindness, and loves his brother like his own life."

Once he found out that Liang Hui couldn't give Fu Su what he wanted, he would inevitably feel resentful.

Zhu Zhiyi nodded indifferently, expressing her understanding: "The emperor has his own reasons."

Liang Hui choked, what annoyed him the most was the obedience of the monarch and his ministers, and the alienation of nothing to do with himself. Zhu Zhiyi just provoked a temper that is extremely difficult to coax back, but he himself still thinks that he is the most reasonable in the world As a human being, I never felt that I was being angry. Liang Hui was really afraid of him.

Liang Hui seemed to be extremely tired, closed his eyes, opened them again for a second, and stretched out his hand to him: "Let's go, talk while going back."

Zhu Zhiyi felt that it was extremely inappropriate to ask Liang Hui to hold an umbrella and carry a lamp for him: "It's still the minister—"

Liang Hui raised the umbrella a little higher and dodged it, but the hand outstretched towards him remained motionless: "But you still want to fall again?"

"..."

Zhu Zhiyi didn't hesitate, Liang Hui held his shoulder firmly as soon as he walked in.

"Don't move, the umbrella is only this big."

The two huddled together under the umbrella and slowly walked towards the palace with the wind. The wind and snow were raging outside, and the moonlight was as cold as ice, and the palace was silent. Only the skin and breath of the person beside them were warm, like A glowing warm lamp is reassuring to illuminate people in the cold weather and snow.

Liang Hui said: "Qinggui is angry with me."

It is an unquestionable statement, an affirmative sentence.

Zhu Zhiyi frowned. This person usually talks in a twist and turns, and he is caught off guard when he gets up, but he seems to have adapted well to the opponent's unreasonable playing of cards from time to time. It's still the same sentence : "I dare not."

If Liang Huiwang hadn't heard of it, he said to himself: "What are you angry about?"

"..." Zhu Zhiyi still underestimated his shamelessness and rogue, and he was not so gentlemanly: "I don't know, why don't you ask the emperor for advice."

Liang Hui smiled secretly, Zhu Zhiyi looked serious, and he was quite good at kicking the ball, and if he couldn't catch it, he would throw it back unceremoniously.

Zhu Zhiyi looked at the thick white snow being stepped on two parallel footprints, her face was calm and breezy, but her heart was stirred up.

Liang Hui said he was angry, was he?A little bit, what are you angry about?I don't know either.

Liang Hui stared at him quietly for a while, curled up his mouth, and said in a serious and joking way: "I also want to know, but Qinggui never wants to have a heart-to-heart relationship with me, and I have been thinking hard, but I have no way of knowing."

"..." Talking with Liang Hui is like playing chess, testing each other, chasing and intercepting each other, if you don't pay attention, you will be turned into an army, Zhu Zhiyi must concentrate on staying alert.

It was his turn again, Zhu Zhiyi simply found another way: "I have no way of knowing, is there anyone in this world that the emperor can trust?"

This question sounds like a sarcasm, but Zhu Zhiyi is not, he really wants to know.

He has already taken the lead in showing the gesture of conversation. If Liang Hui gets past this round with gags, then Zhu Zhiyi will never try again.

Liang Hui lowered his head slightly and didn't speak, but the big hand resting on Zhu Zhiyi's shoulder had a strong sense of presence. After a long time, until Zhu Zhiyi couldn't help turning his head to look at him, he answered the wrong question: "Qing Gui knows Kuo Cang A mine?"

Zhu Zhiyi frowned suddenly.

Forget it.

Again.

He thought that Liang Hui was perfunctory himself with that set of words about moving the universe, but when he thought about it again, his brows relaxed again, with a bit of helplessness.

The Kuocang Mine is a rumor that has been handed down from the previous dynasty. It is a mine that was bestowed on Yin Guifei by the Emperor Daqi during the Qi Dynasty.

The art of iron smelting and gold smelting was prevalent in the recent dynasties. During the Gaozong period, the national power was prosperous and the expansion of the southern and northern wars was due to the use of it in the production of weapons and utensils. However, gradually the mineral resources were scarce. It is said that Yin Guifei, who was born as an eunuch, accidentally discovered a Rich mines are hidden deep in the well, "the one who wins the sky wins the world", all officials and businessmen among the people are rushing one after another, and everyone wants to get a piece of the pie, setting off a bloody storm for several generations.

Zhu Zhiyi squinted his eyes and talked to Liang Hui, but he couldn't change his mind after a few moments.

He asked Liang Hui if there was anyone who believed a little bit in this world, and Liang Hui told him about the Kuocang Mine.

He doesn't directly answer whether he has, who he believes, and how much he believes, but suddenly tells you the most sensitive and taboo business.

What does he mean, does he still trust himself?

Zhu Zhiyi has always been straightforward, but Liang Hui's awkwardness is really unbearable. He was a little speechless: "I heard a little."

Liang Hui stepped on the condensed snowballs on the ground: "I will pass by on the way of spring hunting."

Zhu Zhiyi was startled: "The emperor has already found the mine site?"

"Not sure yet." Liang Hui was afraid that Zhu Zhiyi would be tripped, and kicked away the stone in front of him, and the long snowy path became unimpeded. "This time, I have divided the guard token into three parts."

Zhu Zhiyi's pupils shrank slightly.

What kind of harem roster, what kind of power to show the country's prestige, Liang Hui didn't go to spring hunting at all!

"Three copies," Xue Guangying looked particularly bright in Zhu Zhiyi's eyes, and he said softly, "Unexpectedly——"

"The Jingyu Guard and the Imperial Guard are already in His Majesty's pocket."

Among the troops that can be mobilized in Gyeonggi, the Ministry of War is under the command of the prime minister, and the military generals stationed in Beijing support their own strength. Only the Jingyu Guards and the Imperial Guards are small in number. Gao, is a little-known man.

But both the prime minister and the military general forgot that the Jingyu Guard and the Imperial Guard were the closest to the palace, that is, the closest to Liang Hui.