Qu clear as promised

Zhu Zhiyi immediately said: "But the matter of Jiedushi?" He has been thinking about this for the past few days, sometimes his blood boils, sometimes he is worried, and he can't sleep at night, so it seems that it has subsided a lot.

"Yes," Liang Hui just followed his words, "I want to take advantage of this division of chapters to form a discussion cabinet, and directly obey the emperor's orders, without being controlled by the court." That is, not subject to the system of the prime minister.

Zhu Zhiyi raised his eyebrows: "The emperor wants to start a new one?" The person in front of him seems to be more ambitious than he imagined, but if it is beneficial to the community, it is a good idea.

"It's just an idea." Liang Hui sneered, "It may not be feasible." Those old foxes would not just let him get what he wanted, and the separation of powers was obvious, and the resistance during the process can be imagined.

Zhu Zhiyi was quiet for a moment, then said earnestly, "I think it is feasible, I will do my best."

Liang Hui pressed down his hand and smiled: "What is this for?"

Every time Zhu Zhiyi talked about these things, he was always full of enthusiasm. The two looked at each other for a moment, and Liang Hui said helplessly: "You don't need to do this, I know you will do your best." No matter what Zhu Zhiyi does, she has no reservations.

Zhu Zhiyi tugged at the corner of his mouth.

The two walked quietly along the lotus pond for a while, and Liang Hui suddenly said: "Qingrui, how about being my privy envoy?"

Zhu Zhiyi paused, turned his head sideways, and frowned: "Your Majesty, I didn't do this for the sake of—"

"You misunderstood," Liang Hui interrupted. "It's not that you were bribed with a high-ranking official and a generous salary, but that you set up rules and organize a proposal cabinet. Your status as a sixth-rank sesame official in Shizhong is not enough."

Zhu Zhiyi still thinks it's inappropriate: "The minister has just been punished, and even surpassed his rank, and everyone refuses to accept it."

"I issued the decree, and I will hold back even if I don't accept it." Liang Hui said forcefully, "And the harem always pays for a yard."

Zhu Zhiyi is also frank, no longer refuses, and smiles: "Then I will thank the Lord for your kindness."

Parting at Yixin Hall, Zhu Zhiyi took the classics from Liang Hui, and the two looked at each other, as if they both wanted to say something, but they didn't know where to start.

Ever since the quarrel that was not considered a quarrel in Feng Sui Palace that day, Zhu Zhiyi clearly knew that there was an inexplicable gap between him and Liang Hui, and this gap seemed to be controlled by Jiedushi and the palace. The incidents of retreating at the ancestral hall and sending messages with paper and ink have eased up, but they are superficial, but the most fundamental differences and contradictions still lie there. I have learned and heard for the rest of the year, so I can't speak.

Or, he wanted to ask Liang Hui, did he still trust him after the Princess Jing incident?Would you still ask him to drink, chat and go to temple fairs like before?Will you come to Feng Sui Palace to do handwork?But he dared not.

Nor is it appropriate.

Even if he has a clear conscience.

In the end, it was Liang Hui who spoke first: "Go back and have a good rest, there are tough battles to be fought."

Zhu Zhiyi nodded, walked up the steps, and suddenly heard behind him: "Qinggui."

"Huh?" Zhu Zhiyi turned around.

Liang Hui looked into his eyes: "Is there any more chestnut cake from that day?"

"?" Zhu Zhiyi's eyes lit up a little. The pastry was made in a small stove in his palace. He never does special things on weekdays, but he made an exception that day because Qiao Yi said that Liang Hui hadn't eaten any rice for several days.

"How do you like it?"

"like."

"The minister will give it to the emperor next time."

Liang Hui frowned: "Okay."

Liang Hui watched the thin figure disappear, and went back to the imperial study, where Shi Daoan was already waiting.

"teacher."

Shi Daoan hurriedly got up to salute, Liang Hui raised his hand casually.

"Your Majesty, the spies from Meiyi Pavilion are back."

Meiyi Pavilion is a sensual restaurant in Goulan, and the men and women in it are all top-notch beauties and goblins. Those who fascinate many princes and grandchildren in the capital are actually spies and killers secretly raised by Liang Hui.

As early as when he ascended the throne, a network of spies covering temples and rivers and lakes had been quietly spread out.

"Those bows and arrows were not sent to Ninglang Mountain at all. They hanged their heads in Yuanshui, and now they have entered Shuzhong."

Liang Hui paused, and a sarcastic smile appeared on his lips, "Spoilers? Collusion?"

"Yes," Shi Dao'an said with deep worry, "It's impossible to cut it off. In three days, this batch of fine artifacts will enter the territory of King Fu, and it's not easy for our people to use them."

"Then what they did was really secretive." It was only after they had fought each other that the court realized it. Liang Hui said with a gloomy expression, "I really can't see it. I defended against the prime minister, the military general, and the emperor's relatives. In the end, I couldn't defend against it. Let him alone, the King of Fortune in the Southwest."

King Fu is the only king with a different surname in Daliang. He has always been low-key and law-abiding. Anyone who mentions him will only have the impression of "dutiful and honest".

Looking at it now, it's not that he has no ambitions, but that he is consolidating his energy and recharging his energy. Seeing that the new emperor can be bullied and the time has come, he is ready to move, or the upcoming festival has made him poke at his sore spot. Willing to hand over the power of the people's finances.

If it wasn't for the fact that the spies discovered the grain and grass changes in the eastern coast, and transported grain and rice to the middle of Sichuan every thirty days, no one would have suspected this person.

It's nothing more than transporting grain and grass. The land of fish and rice in the south of the Yangtze River is originally the grain supply area in the south. Now it is a good harvest, but they are obviously using grain and grass to transport weapons. This is a big taboo!

Liang Hui turned the tea bowl, and his eyes were gloomy: "The King of Donglang used my rice and my arrows to support these traitors in the Southwest Domain."

Shi Dao'an said: "I'm afraid it is related to the previous Jiangjin salt storage account case. Donglang King may have a handle in the hands of Fu Wang, but this case is blurred and it has been a long time ago. I am just guessing."

"Oh, that," Liang Hui was not in a hurry, "I have handed over this case to the queen." He believed that there was nothing Zhu Zhiyi couldn't do, and the decades-old case needed time to be resolved. no.

Shi Daoan was stunned when he heard Jun, and Liang Hui noticed it: "Teacher thinks something is wrong?"

Shi Daoan didn't speak.

Liang Hui felt that there was nothing wrong with it: "The former Grand Tutor was also appointed to investigate the case, and was later framed." He turned the tea cover, "I think the queen should be more urgent than us about this."

"..." Shi Daoan hesitated again and again, but still asked: "The emperor said last time... that he intends to promote the emperor and become a second-rank privy envoy?"

"Yes, the decree has been issued, and it will be promulgated at the court tomorrow."

"..." This time, from the fifth rank to the second rank, I am not afraid of the jealousy of others. Isn't this just spitting on those speech officials?Shi Daoan asked, "Does the emperor still remember what I said earlier?"

He looked at Liang Hui's progress step by step.Breaking an exception for one person will lead to the next time, countless times. No matter how strong and tenacious the queen's banner is, it will sometimes be broken by those verbal criticisms.