Qu clear as promised

Liang Hui twitched the corners of his mouth, stared at him in silence for a while, reached out to touch his ankle, which still had a faint red mark: "Does it still hurt?" It hurt again that day.

"..." Zhu Zhiyi admires Liang Hui, he always has the ability to quickly change his face to whitewash the peace, and quickly reverse all suspicion, embarrassment and unhappiness, as if those things never happened and were all his own illusions.

But it seems like this is always the case between them, it's not considered heart-to-heart, there is a lot of tacit understanding, suspicion persists, occasional warmth, disputes come and go quickly, full of contradictions.

Zhu Zhiyi curled up her toes and wanted to retract them, but Liang Hui didn't let her. Zhu Zhiyi was pinched uncomfortably by him: "...it doesn't hurt."

Liang Hui grabbed his feet and looked at them carefully, occasionally frowning. If there was any substance in his eyes, Zhu Zhiyi felt that the other party might be waiting for an opportunity to take revenge, and a layer of powder rose on his face, so he simply stepped on Liang Hui's hard foot in anger. on the thigh.

Liang Hui likes to tease him, and Zhu Zhiyi knows that he is the most disciplined one, and never let people catch him, but every time he meets Liang Hui, he always makes him break the rules.

Suddenly, Liang Hui felt a sense of joy in finding what he had lost. Zhu Zhiyi was blunt and old-fashioned, but he didn't hold grudges at all, and he really didn't intend to have a relationship with him.

Although this kind of lenient and softness also represents indiscriminate treatment, it is also something he can take advantage of, take your time, the future will last forever.

He raised the corners of his lips, pinched Zhu Zhiyi's calf like a fish belly, his eyes sank again, with a kind of hazy tenderness: "Why is Qinggui so nervous?"

Zhu Zhiyi's jaw was tense: "It's not appropriate."

"..." Liang Hui asked him to lean on his back and squeezed his shoulders: "Are you tired?"

These days, Zhu Zhiyi is almost in charge of the overall situation, and people from the Sansi Jiuku Internal Affairs Office come to harass him from time to time, so he can't have a good time every day.

"No... Tired." Zhu Zhiyi was pinched until his body became limp and dizzy. He knew that Liang Hui could serve others, but he didn't know that he was also skilled in massaging loose bones.

"You're too stiff, can I take you to the soup pool tomorrow?"

Liang Hui's big hands rubbed his neck and spine, but he didn't hear a response for a while, and when he looked again, he was so tired that he fell asleep, and his fingers were still twisting the sleeves of his jacket.

Liang Hui's heart softened, and the person in his arms was quiet and peaceful, like a gentle Guanyin.

For some reason, Liang Hui's arms and heart were full at this moment, and he couldn't hold anything else.

The wilderness was deserted in the middle of the night, and the stars and the moon were sparse. He felt that he would never have such a moment of pride and complacency.

With the country in hand and the beauty in his arms, he has been in a dilemma since ancient times. He wants everything, has everything, and he will not let go of anything.

Liang Hui peacefully enjoyed the situation that Zhu Zhiyiban could reach out and use it as a pawn and sword for him.

Since Chun Lie returned to the palace, Zhu Zhiyi officially took up the post. The not-so-luxurious court dress was put on him, which was very eye-catching, and the purple banner and gold collar made him look like bamboo.

Zhu Zhiyi has always been unafraid of power and sycophants, upright and upright, and he does what Liang Hui can't do, and he says what Liang Hui can't say. It's real.

Liang Hui thought complacently and conceitedly that Zhu Zhiyi should have been born in his dynasty by nature, to be a bright sword in his hand, to be his virtuous minister, and his golden partner.

Some people enshrine Zhu Zhiyi as the Qingtian Bodhisattva, while others regard him as a thorn in their eyes and a thorn in their flesh. No matter how high the people praise him, the people in the court will be cruel to him, and it is not too much to drink blood and eat flesh.

The money that was paid to the clan, the taxes that were stolen from the imperial merchants, the land that was confiscated from the aristocratic family, and the jobs that were dismissed from the six ministries, all of them were counted on him.

Shi Daoan saw that the emperor and empress were in such a state of strength, he hesitated again and again, but still advised: "Your Majesty, when the water is clear, there will be no fish. If it is too rigid, it will easily break."

Liang Hui didn't take it seriously, and smiled casually: "Teacher, time waits for no one, and students are numerous."

This dynasty is already rotten from the root, with gold and jade outside, strong outside but hard-working, he has been forbearing and crawling for a long time, there is no time for him to hide his strength and bide his time, his monstrous blood hatred and Zhu Zhiyi's blood feud can't wait Get up, stand on the cusp of the wind and waves, even if the strong wind and rain come, you can only go head-on.

Shi Dao said reassuringly, but do you know that the Queen's drastic implementation of the garrison system these days has offended the public?Looking at such a gentle and elegant person, the staunchness of his actions makes people look at him. All the cases of abolition of recommendation and heavy industry and commerce are poked at the spine, scolded by demons and cursed. They didn't buy it either, the tenants scolded, the aristocratic family scolded, the clan scolded, thousands of people ridiculed and tens of thousands ridiculed, every step was on the edge of the sword, and if there was a slight mistake or omission, they would attack in groups and there would be no end.

Zhu Zhiyi insisted on going his own way, and the counties and counties below were obedient and oppressive, so the queen set an example by taking the Zhuangzi garden that Gaozu gave him to his ancestors to innovate and try the method, with resentment and resentment in several veins, and the heart to remove his name from the genealogy of the ancestral hall.

Shi Daoan was very surprised when he found out about this matter, the first Taifu's mansion had been copied long ago, and there was nothing left. Those lands and villages were bestowed by Gaozu, so the first emperor had to confiscate them. This is tantamount to taking out your last things Singing this red face for Liang Hui.

It stands to reason that these lands are different from ordinary land grants. The emperor had no right to take them from the mouth of Gaozu, and Liang Hui had no right to take them.After all, it is not a trivial matter. One day at the court, Shi Daoan slapped sideways: "Your Majesty, I went to Weiyun Mountain to climb the day before yesterday, and watched the officials go to Lingtian for inspection and testing. Please forgive me for asking too much. Is this the intention of the Holy One? Are you borrowing or—" Zhu Zhiyi looked at Shi Dao'an with some puzzlement, knowing that he was both a teacher and a father to Liang Hui, and also respected his knowledge and character, bowed slightly, and said: "No, it's me My own thoughts, besides, there is no king in the world, how can I move or borrow it."

Shi Daoan choked, thought carefully, and gently reminded Zhu Zhiyi: "If a gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall, the queen will not leave a way for herself?" Anger has changed, and Liang Hui can't protect him well now.

What's more, Liang Hui wouldn't know how to do that, he knew his students.

Zhu Zhiyi shook her head, with no fear on her face: "The road is long and difficult, but the boat is broken." If the peaceful and gentle reforms worked, then there would not be frequent mob uprisings in the reign of the first emperor, and powerful officials formed cliques to exercise power, covering up with only one hand. God, the court once fell apart and saw no light. It was better when Liang Hui came to power, but it was not much better. Someone had to break the situation of hypocrisy and submissiveness.

For some things, if you don't work hard, you will be exhausted. Only when the people below see the determination of the top will they understand that this is an irreversible and irresistible trend.

Xiangdang was repeatedly massacred, and Tong Xiang was caught off guard by the unscrupulous and high-ranking junior officials. Zhu Zhiyi is different from all the officials in the court. No matter how fierce the party struggle is, it will preserve the peace and face on the stage. This is the tacit understanding of everyone, Zhu Zhiyi doesn't care about these, what to do.

The prime minister was so angry that he laughed and asked the queen mother: "Is this Zhu Zhiyi a desperate way to play?" He didn't think that when that person didn't need him, he would be so frustrated that there would be no ashes left.

The queen mother sneered: "Who made him protect that one all the time? One of them is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer. No one cares."

Tong Xiang is not in the harem, so he can't see through many things, so he really has some doubts: "That...what is it to him?"

The queen mother squinted her eyes and smiled flatteringly, with jealousy in her flattery: "It's true when you say it, and it's false when you say it."

Tong Xiang glanced at the clan sister: "Your Majesty still thinks about that person?"

The queen mother smiled playfully: "If I really want it, will my brother help me?"