Qu clear as promised

The palace is full of excitement, only the palace hall is cold and quiet. Zhu Zhiyi is restless. He was once punished by his grandfather to retreat into meditation when he was young. With an indifferent and gloomy side face, there was no peace in his heart for a moment.

The temple is quiet and cool, the moss is green, and copying the scriptures is not difficult. Zhu Zhiyi has the habit of practicing calligraphy. Since she was a child, she can't be shaken by thunder, and she has to wait for big things. This time, she can't calm down no matter what.

Liang Hui didn't send anyone to guard at all, and Qiao Yi can come in directly to deliver meals, which shows how random this "punishment" is.

Zhu Zhiyi asked about the situation outside, and Qiao said, "The clansmen are all busy copying scriptures after being dumb. The Queen Mother and the Eldest Princess are busy fighting martial arts, and it's very lively."

What Zhu Zhiyi wants to ask is not these: "Where is the emperor?"

"The emperor also locked himself up as a shopkeeper."

"..., locked up?"

Seeing that the master had lost weight, Qiao felt very distressed, so he took out a drawer of food and drink and put it all over the table: "Well, didn't I say that I will be punished with you, and that I have meditated in the imperial study."

"..." Palaces and temples cannot treat two people. According to the rules of the ancestors, if they are punished together, they can only think about their mistakes according to the rules.

In fact, as an emperor, Liang Hui didn't have to punish himself so seriously, Zhu Zhiyi guessed that it was because he was in a bad mood and didn't want to deal with the excuses made by those people in the palace.

It's funny to say it, the house is full of guests, but the two masters are busy sneaking away to see them, Zhu Zhiyi ate two mouthfuls, but she didn't have any appetite, so she told Qiao Yi: "Find a set of guard's clothes, and bring them here at night."

"?" Qiao paused, as if he didn't know him, "My lord, you, you want to cross the palace?

"no?"

"..." It's not impossible, is this still the most well-behaved prince of the Taifu in his family?

Zhu Zhiyi whispered a few more instructions to him, asking him to look up the details before the sacrificial rites were burnt that day, and Qiao Yi responded.

The night palace was empty and quiet, Zhu Zhiyi changed into the guard uniform and went out over the wall, walked a few steps towards the Imperial Study Room, then turned around and walked towards the Han Ning Hall.

It was the place where Liang Hui's mother and concubine worked when she was not favored. She did not have a separate bedroom.

Qiao Yi said that Liang Hui was hiding in the imperial study, so Zhu Zhiyi decided to go to Hanning Palace first.

As expected, there was a faint light in the palace. He was holding a food box in his hand, bowed his head and walked in lightly. Liang Hui was looking at the relics of his mother and concubine. No--"

"Liang Junting."

Liang Hui turned his head and saw Zhu Zhiyi in a flying fish brocade suit. He was stunned for a while, and frowned: "Zhu Zhiyi? Are you crossing the palace?"

The sun came out from the west, and Zhu Zhiyi dared to cross the palace.

Before Zhu Zhiyi went out, she didn't think there was anything wrong, but now she felt embarrassed to be stared at by him.

Liang Hui raised his chin and motioned him to sit down: "Is there anything you want to report?"

Zhu Zhiyi felt that he was a little cold, not deliberately, but that kind of indescribable alienation, he suddenly didn't know what to say, and said dryly: "It's nothing."

Liang Hui frowned, and the two of them stared at each other for a while, but Liang Hui spoke first: "I know who did the thing about the utensils, so you won't be wronged for nothing."

"?" Zhu Zhiyi reacted, with an inexplicable sourness in her heart, and said, "I didn't come to beg for mercy."

Liang Hui looked indifferent, noncommittal, waiting for him to continue.

"I——I came to see you." Seeing Liang Hui's poor condition that day, he was always worried.

"Look at me?" Liang Hui raised his eyebrows, his heart fluttering.

"That day, I'm sorry." Zhu Zhiyi's eyebrows and eyes looked warm and sincere under the dim candlelight, "It was my negligence of duty, and I feel guilty." Giving someone else a handle to let Liang Hui go through those humiliation and embarrassment again.

Liang Hui acted as if he didn't know him. He thought that Zhu Zhiyi was here to reason. After all, killing and decisively finding out the culprit behind it quickly and then analyzing and explaining to him is Zhu Zhiyi's style.

But he said he came to see him, right?He should have heard correctly.

Such a well-behaved, rigid and self-disciplined person went to great lengths to go out of the palace just to see him and apologize. Did the sun really come out from the west?

"Are you okay?" Zhu Zhiyi was frank and sincere: "Don't take what those people say to heart." Although he also knew it was difficult.

Liang Hui looked at him solemnly and didn't speak.

Zhu Zhiyi couldn't figure out what he was thinking, and asked tentatively, "Are...are you hungry? I brought something to eat."

Qiao Yi said that Liang Hui ate very little these days, hardly a drop of water, and he didn't let anyone get close.

When the food box was opened, it was a small chestnut cake, and there was a small candle under the tray to heat it up.

That day when I went to the temple fair during the Summer Dew Festival, street vendors sold it. Liang Hui said that when he was a child, he saw other princes eating this in the palace, so he told his mother and concubine that he wanted to eat it too. Lei lied to him that he could eat it when he grew up, but unfortunately he was tortured before his mother and concubine grew up.

Liang Hui looked down for a while, took out a piece and took a bite, the skin was crispy on the outside and soft on the inside, Zhu Zhiyi poured him tea.

Liang Hui ate one after another silently, and when he finished the third one, Zhu Zhiyi held him back: "This one is not easy to digest, and I won't be able to sleep at night after eating it."

Liang Hui picked up the handkerchief to clean his hands, mechanically bent the corners of his mouth: "You don't have to be so careful, I'm fine." What are these, there are too many more difficult and worse moments, and he is not that fragile.

"Well, I know, I know you're fine," but Liang Hui's own tenacity and strength could not offset his negligence and guilt. Zhu Zhiyi took out a stack of rice paper and handed it to him, "Your Majesty, I want to test my minister's retreat." results."

Liang Hui took it in doubt, and spread it out casually. It was not a scripture—"Deng Yu came to Nanyang, and the strategy returned to Guangwu. Kong Ming was lying in the dragon, and he was not the master. Heroes have their own opinions, so why ask the source? Sun Cao and Gengshi , not the same as Japanese. Xiang Feizhao Liexian, three visits are still not promised."

Liang Hui turned to the next page: Cen Gong Shaozhong, young Ji Liuxiang, mother died, and became a prostitute. After the northern Hebei army passed, he fled into the army, lured himself to subdue the enemy, was tenacious and unyielding, made meritorious deeds and worshiped the general, and was extremely powerful. Minister.

The next one: Xianming of the Ruan family, a servant of Xianbei, was imprisoned at the city gate for more than a month, and later lost his palace. He was sensitive and intelligent.

Next: Major General Sui Shiguang of South Vietnam...

Liang Hui was silent for a while, then looked away, and asked, "What do you want to say?"

Zhu Zhiyi was not afraid that he would be angry, so she walked up to him and looked him squarely: "Have you ever said that I have always admired the emperor?"

"?" Liang Hui was caught off guard, frowned, and the base of his ears turned red, Zhu Zhiyi was too open when he praised others, his eyes were too sincere, and he was ashamed of being bright and upright. He pretended to be calm and asked, "Yes Is it?" He sneered again, "There is nothing to admire." Living like that, a dog is worse than him.

Zhu Zhiyi didn't care about his self-deprecating attitude, and his eyes were sharp: "The weak pity themselves, and the strong save themselves. The emperor and I are both young and have bad luck, but my ministers feel sorry for themselves all day long, and the emperor helps himself and saves himself. It's not worth it." Do you admire it?"

Liang Hui looked at him for a while, then smiled faintly: "Are you here specially to coax me?"