Qu clear as promised

Liang Hui smiled slightly, responded in a low voice, and turned the umbrella to his head, and then said calmly to a man in the palace who was still kneeling: "Get up."

He put his left hand behind his back: "The middle palace is back in place, all divisions should faithfully perform their duties and assist them wholeheartedly. If they fail to catch them, they will be severely punished."

The lower heads responded in unison: "Observe the order."

The chief officers of the department looked at the backs of the two leaving side by side, their eyes met each other, and their expressions were difficult to understand.

The emperor never asked about the matters of the harem, but now he specially came to pick him up, but he didn't directly intervene in the empress's palace training. ... Who can not say a word about the deep love of the empress.

Zhu Zhiyi didn't expect these twists and turns. Liang Hui came to see if his knife was sharp enough, and if he could cut the mess of the queen mother.

Liang Hui looked sideways at him suddenly, his gaze was calm and calm.

"..." Zhu Zhiyi had no choice but to change his words, "Is the emperor's court looking for a minister?

Liang Hui looked at their footprints on the snow, and teased gently with a smile: "Since it is a 'jun court', why is it still called a 'jun court'?"

"..."

Liang Hui stopped teasing him, and said, "I'll come and take a look when I pass by the Ministry of Li Fan." In the past, he always walked this palace road alone, but now there are people walking side by side, which feels a little different and subtle.

Liang Hui glanced at his locks of hair and said, "Hetian jade matches the rules, it looks good."

Zhu Zhiyi touched the crown, he wore the jade hairpin that Zhang Fuhai brought over that day.

"Emperor, send off ministers from the emperor's court," Zhu Zhiyi couldn't even speak fluently after changing the title, and rarely felt a little irritated, "Why do you give me this hairpin?"

Liang Hui paid him a little attention, and heard that he was summoned by the queen mother to scold him for handing over Tong Jin's golden hairpin. He happened to have a piece of Hetian jade at hand, so he did what he wanted.

He twirled his wounded fingers and said, "What do Qinggui think?"

"..." Zhu Zhiyi doesn't really want to talk to a smiling fox like Liang Hui.

Zhu Zhiyi stretched out her hand from the hand stove: "Your servant, come and hold an umbrella." He has always been the most disciplined, and there are people coming and going in the palace road, so what's the matter asking the emperor to hold an umbrella for him.

Liang Hui flickered slightly, and didn't let him touch the cold umbrella handle. He put his hand back into the stove and brushed off a petal from his shoulder: "Does Qinggui like plums?"

"Xi Momei." The painting is beautiful.

When he was a child, his grandfather taught him to draw the most ink plums. He said that the ink plums are dark in color and have no fragrance, but the branches are straight and the snow is not low, like a gentleman.

Zhu Zhiyi looked at the vast white snow, wondering when the grievances of his grandfather would be washed away one day, if he could, he would not be a gentleman.

Liang Hui said with great interest: "There are dozens of mu of white plum trees newly planted at the other end of Yiqin Garden. When the weather clears, I will invite Qinggui to see it together."

Zhu Zhiyi is optional, hesitated for a while, and finally couldn't help but say: "Transplanting labor and wealth, it's better to save resources and save money at the end of the year."

"... Qinggui is right."

Liang Hui didn't like to take dark entourages with him wherever he went, and at most he was with Zhang Fuhai. Now that Zhang Fuhai retreated, only the two of them were left wandering in this white and quiet world.

Liang Hui chose a remote palace road, it was too quiet, when there was a mournful cry of blood begging for mercy, Zhu Zhiyi frowned, followed the faint crying sound and quickly walked around the palace road, Liang Hui had no choice but to hold an umbrella tight keep up.

It was Qin Taifei's nanny who was admonishing others, surrounded by several guards.

The palace lady was only twelve or thirteen years old, her face and lips were white, she was naked in the ice and snow, her flesh and blood were bloody, and she was stained red like a big snow.

Zhu Zhiyi shrank her eyes and asked someone to wrap her in a robe, and asked, "Can you still get up?"

When the guards saw the person coming, they knelt down on the ground with a "thumb tom", and Nanny Gui also felt guilty for a moment, and greeted him with blessings.

Neither Zhu Zhiyi nor Liang Hui responded, so they were asked to kneel like this.

The little palace maid was also surprised when she saw the person coming, and she pulled herself together like a thread and replied: "Thank you, Your Majesty, this servant can stand up."

Zhu Zhiyi frowned and looked at Grandma Liu, his beautiful eyes were solemn, and when his face sank, his face was serious: "I remember that lynching is not allowed in this palace."

Grandma Liu faltered and said that this servant didn't know the rules and offended Concubine Qin, she wanted to teach the rules.

Zhu Zhiyi is not happy, Liang Hui has never cared about the rampant lynchings in the palace, many masters like to torture the palace servants with extremely cruel and vile methods, such as "hanging golden hooks", "embroidered face spring", gouging eyes, tattooing, and knuckles There are countless hair, poison and hang.

After Zhu Zhiyi entered the palace, it was clear that abuse of lynching was prohibited.

He hated these lynching tools the most in his life. When the Zhumen clan and Taifu disciples were imprisoned in the dungeon, various factions made trouble.

The young Zhu Zhiyi visited for the only time, and the old and frail Tai Tuo was so thin that only a bone was left, his body was covered with bruises, and his cloudy eyes were bloodshot.

The brothers who loved him in the past were bloody and bloody, some had broken legs, some had their hands wrung, and the young talents who stood up to the sky and the pillars of the country were tortured to be inhuman and without dignity. The nightmare that haunts Zhu Zhiyi day and night is something I dare not forget in my life.

"Nurse is right." Zhu Zhiyi's long eyebrows were downcast, and she repeated her words: "If you don't know the rules, you have to be disciplined."

"Na'er and others don't know the rules and abuse punishments, so I have to strictly abide by the rules."

"Grandma Liu, go to the criminal treasury to receive the [-]th board, and pay half a year."

Grandma Liu's face turned pale, before she even opened her mouth, Zhu Zhiyi knew what he was going to say: "If the concubine has any objections, you can come to Feng Sui Palace to discuss it at any time."

Zhu Zhiyi looked at the guards again: "You guys, you don't need to protect the palace and defend the country with your own abilities, but instead show off your strength with a weak girl, bully the weak and oppress the weak, the scholars are not ashamed, and you will be punished with a hundred sticks." , can’t be promoted for a year.”

His sullen and disappointed expression made several eight-foot-tall men lower their heads even lower. Compared with Zhu Zhiyi, who is so glamorous and beautiful, anyone would be inferior to himself.

Liang Hui didn't say a word from the beginning to the end, just watched with cold eyes, and let Zhu Zhiyi let everyone down. Before leaving, he walked up to Zhu Zhiyi to hold an umbrella for him, accidentally caught a glimpse of the court lady looking at Zhu Zhiyi, Liang Hui narrowed his eyes quietly.

He was very familiar with that look.

Admiration, trust, security, and more, he knows without looking.

Zhu Zhiyi has helped many people.

He had taken care of his poor classmates at the son of the state, and the concubine of a family who was plotted and played at the Empress Dowager's Hundred Flowers Banquet.

Zhu Zhiyi is such a person, or in other words, it is the innocence, responsibility and stubbornness inherent in their blood and bones in their Zhu family. He was the first to support the jade-like back as if the sky fell.

Zhu Zhiyi hates evil like a vengeful enemy, and he dislikes following the power and worshiping the high and trampling the low. Even the emperor and the empress dowager joked that he is a little blue sky. If the family rules are clear, the road will be clear.

Later, these people were scattered to various ministries in the court, so even if the Taifu was questioned and beheaded, Zhu Zhiyi's prestige in the court would not decrease.

When Liang Hui was a child, he watched Zhu Zhiyi go to the palace to study with him, and he upheld justice for his four younger brothers in front of the prince. He thought to himself, when will the little Qingtian, who is so discerning, see that there is still a life full of humiliation and riddled with holes?

But Zhu Zhiyi didn't even know his characters.

The author says:

Liang Junting: I just met when I was a child, I didn't like it very early