Qu clear as promised

Zhu Zhiyi is very calm, this Shen Huayi is different from other concubines and concubines, Huimin is calm, good at attacking the heart, neither humble nor overbearing.

Seeing that the power of the aristocratic family in the Jianghuai area is about to overwhelm the royal family of the Beijing faction, he has recently restrained himself and kept a low profile.

Seeing the emperor holding an umbrella for Zhu Zhiyi, Shen Huayi remained calm, so he said a few words about Lantai Division's business.

Zhu Zhiyi listened silently, unable to speak, Liang Hui's arms were on his shoulders, and he couldn't go first. A few words took a long time for him, and the hands hidden in the wide sleeves were not warm. Looking at the respectful Shen Junyi generously and frankly.

Three thousand in the harem, Tong Jin is seductive, Fu Su Jiaochun, Shen Huayi is not the best looking, but he has a temperament, a jade quality and a heart, and the most important thing is that he has something to say with Liang Hui.

This point alone has surpassed countless others.

Seeing Liang Hui's face, Shen Huayi was a little impatient, so he stopped talking in a timely manner, and said: "Now is the time when Jiangjin's winter crabs are fat, and my father sent a lot, why don't the emperor and the queen go to Huayin together?" Have a taste."

There is a letter from home that his family uncle is interested in taking the post of chief envoy of Jiangjin Yandao, and he must find out the emperor's tone in the near future.

Zhu Zhiyi still remained silent, Liang Hui pressed a little harder on his shoulder, and said, "No need, I still have something to do with the queen."

Shen Huayi knew how to advance and retreat, bowed down and sent him off respectfully.

Zhu Zhiyi didn't talk all the way back, Liang Hui felt that he was not in high spirits, so he asked, "How about a piece of roasted whole lamb today?" The cattle and sheep from Yamu Tuge Xingong just arrived today. Zhu Zhiyi should like it.

"Your Majesty, I'm tired today, so I'll go back to the palace to rest."

Liang Hui pursed his lips and remained silent, he probably knew what was going on.

Zhu Zhiyi's grandfather survived the shadowy court dominated by three generations of treacherous craftsmen, and his clan brother survived the heinous frontier enemy army who burned, killed and looted captives. He should have supported his own life, but now ...

But Liang Hui couldn't ask.

The situation in the court is turbulent. He is a new emperor with an unstable foundation.

He can't give it yet.

He hasn't fully understood Zhu Zhiyi yet, and hasn't fully controlled Zhu Zhiyi. Liang Hui is suspicious and scheming by nature, and never entrusts anyone with personnel and affairs that he can't fully control.

"Then go back and have a good rest." Liang Hui asked warmly.

Seeing the thin red gradually disappearing into the depths of the white snow, Zhu Zhiyi's back was always straight, and the snow drifted down to his shoulders, obviously fine and light, but it seemed to press his whole body into a kind of silent loneliness .

It was probably the day when the palace training Liang Hui showed his face in the Hall of Xuanhe, and the people from various divisions turned against each other very quickly. Within a few days, they sent the account books and personnel booklets over the years to Fengsui Palace, and made tributes to many things.

Zhu Zhiyi was so busy auditing accounts and reading books that she didn't even have time to practice her words. Zhang Fuhai from Liang Hui came to invite her several times, but Qiao Yi refused them all.

Seeing that Liang Hui's complexion was not good when Zhang Fuhai replied, he could only be more euphemistic: "The queen said that two days later she would worship the palace and the Confucian temple, and many matters are still pending..."

Liang Hui threw the zip to the side, sneered, and said that you can believe it, he is a queen with a lot of temperament.

Zhang Fuhai: "..." The masters are all masters, and he can't afford to mess with them.

Except that the year is approaching, there are a lot of red tape in Daliang Palace. The emperor and empress are in charge of various grand events. Outside the emperor, the queen masters the inside.

The Confucian Temple is in the imperial city, but the palace temple is located on Jialing Mountain, which is beyond the capital, and it will take half a day to go back and forth.

Liang Hui looked at the days calculated by Qin Tianjian, was silent for a moment, and said, "Change it to a few more days." The wind and snow were raging, and accidents were prone to happen in the wilderness.

Zhu Zhiyi declined, he was not so coquettish: "The weather is always like this at the end of the year, in exchange for delaying the time." With so many eyes staring at the harem, he didn't want to lose his tongue.

The two argued for a few words and looked at each other calmly. Liang Hui smiled angrily in his heart, and still asked the Jingyu Guards to prepare more escorts with good words on his face.

On the day of departure, Liang Hui personally saw him off, and Zhu Zhiyi quickly got on the white horse, condescendingly, and nodded to Liang Hui: "Your Majesty, come back, there is no need to send him off again."

Liang Hui patted the white horse's head, whispered something in its ear, then raised his head and smiled to Zhu Zhiyi and said softly, "I'll go back after seeing you out of the palace gate."

Zhu Zhiyi raised his eyebrows, waved his sword, and the chief guard raised his flag ready to go.

"Clear the rules, take care," Liang Hui stepped aside, with a warm and caring voice, and sincere and focused eyes, "I will wait for you to come back."

Zhu Zhiyi stared at him with lowered eyes, and smiled inexplicably. Liang Hui has always been close to the people and unmistakable in front of others.

This person always had a smile on his face, as if he was born with tenderness and warmth like jade, but the spring breeze that smiled like March, seemed warm, but actually carried the chilliness and coldness of spring cold.

Zhu Zhiyi raised the sword in his hand again and gave orders: "Let's go!"

Passing by the bazaar, Goulan, and the city gate, Zhu Zhiyi witnessed the peaceful and prosperous times, the bustling folks, and the soldiers of the city gate.

In the past, my grandfather took him to the top of Taiding to see all the mountains at a young age. He rode on horses with his classmates, compared poems, drank jade syrup, and his seniors who worked in the Ministry of Industry went to the south of the Yangtze River three times to remediate rivers, investigate people's sentiments, and eliminate corruption. Rot... Now his world is only those few inches of Miyagi.

It shouldn't be like this, but... it can only be like this.

The snow grew bigger when it reached the bottom of the mountain, and the mountain was covered with caps, and no one was seen, only the echo of their team could be heard.

Qiao Yi persuaded him to go back to the carriage first: "My lord, let's go up the mountain tomorrow, it's getting dark."

It is easy to get lost when entering the mountains in snowy weather. They don't have much food reserves. If they are trapped, the consequences will be disastrous.

Zhu Zhiyi glanced at the direction where the sun was setting, calculated the time and distance in his mind, and said, "Continue, it will be too late to go up the mountain tomorrow."

The time for worshiping the ancestral temple is calculated by the Qintian Supervisor. The time and place are accurate to the scale, and the difference of half a cent is disrespect. This kind of thing is really easy to fall on the line. Eyeing like a tiger, they can only do it sooner rather than later.

The sun had completely set on the mountain, and the last ray of light was swallowed by the wind, snow and night. A thick fog rose in the mountain, the wind howled, and the dew was heavy. A group of people and horses slowly marched towards the deep mountain.

The leader of the Jingyu Guard was at the front holding a fire on the side to explore the way. Seeing Zhu Zhiyi's complexion getting worse, Qiao repeatedly begged him to get into the carriage.

Zhu Zhiyi was top-heavy and gritted his teeth to prevent him from announcing the accompanying doctors, for fear of disturbing the morale of the army.

The head of the guard at the front of the line turned his horse and reported: "Your Majesty, the river ahead is frozen and I can't tell the direction of the water flow. If I go any further, I'm afraid it will be circling around the mountain. I'll exhaust my strength. If I don't, I'll be on the road first." Set up camp at the side, and set off at dawn tomorrow.”

Zhu Zhiyi rubbed her forehead with one hand and pressed the twitching veins, and slowly opened her eyes: "Master Zhang, when will it be dawn tomorrow?"

The guard stopped for a moment.

At present, the moon is twenty-four, the days are short and the nights are long, the sunrise has passed Mao, and the sacrifice is at Chen, how can we make it in time.

Zhu Zhiyi said: "Keep going, look slowly."

The head guard didn't move: "This..."

"What's the matter?" It's just that the front foot is out of the capital, so it doesn't work for him, the queen, to speak?

Under the pressure, the chief guard replied: "The emperor said that the queen's safety is the most important thing."

But the queen didn't seem to appreciate it, and reasoned with him: "The general is away, and the military orders are not accepted." When the snowy wind blew, he couldn't help covering his lips and coughing a few times, "Go on." It took more effort for him to speak, and his voice became much softer, "You can't hear the source of the flowing water, so it depends on the wind direction of your torches. The emperor will be responsible for the investigation."

The chief guard hesitated to speak, Zhu Zhiyi followed the guidance to analyze the pros and cons for him: "Lord Yang, if you offend the emperor, I will take care of it. If you offend me, cough cough—"

"..." Yang Ling could only continue on his way.

Fortunately, the moon came out, the wind and snow subsided, and the mountain became much brighter as soon as the fog cleared. When the team arrived at the palace halfway up the mountain, Zhu Zhiyi's forehead was sweating and her face was flushed.

With something in his heart, he woke up before dawn the next day. His head was more chaotic and heavy than last night, and he was still a little burned. When Yuping put the jade crown on him, his hands were burned. Let's take a look."

Zhu Zhiyi: "No need, the grand ceremony is about to start, you should move quickly."

Yuping hurried forward to help him fasten the jade belt and pendant, looked at Qiao Yi and shook her head.

The ceremony of the grand ceremony was complicated and complicated, toasting tea, kneeling three times and kowtowing nine times. At the end, Zhu Zhiyi thought dizzily, when he secures his position in the middle palace, he must get rid of all the red tape that wastes money and hurts the people. .

On the way back, it was inconvenient to boil the medicine, so Zhu Zhiyi had to hold on.

It is also the twilight year when the weather changes and the wind and cloud are uncertain. When a group of people passed Jinjun, the wind and snow came, and the hurricane blizzard blew up, and the trees were broken. It is not feasible to camp without something to block the wind and snow.

Zhu Zhiyi asked: "How far is this place from the city of Jin County?"

"Half a day's drive."

"Is the envoy of Jinjun still Chen Shu?" Since he was deprived of his official qualifications, he gradually stopped paying attention to the personnel affairs of the court. angry.

"Yes."

"Then you go to him with my token." Chen Shu is fine, but Zhu Zhiyi would have to think about it if it were someone else.

The grand ceremony is over, Zhu Zhiyi's heart has been relieved, his body is weak, his whole body is limp, and he can't exert any energy, so let's delay it for a few days, anyway, he doesn't want to go back to the palace so soon. "Follow the order."

Liang Hui led hundreds of officials to sacrifice to the Confucian Temple in the palace, and he didn't pay attention to it. After Zhu Zhiyi had left for a long time, he realized that the palace was panicked, and he didn't know how many times he looked at Zhang Fuhai.

Zhang Fuhai wiped the cold sweat off his brow, and before he could open his mouth, he replied, "The homing pigeon hasn't returned, Your Majesty."

The mountains were covered by heavy snow, and the pigeons did not deliver the message from the secret guard until the next day. Liang Hui glanced at him and his face sank.

The eldest grandson of the former grandparents did not enter the palace for a long time, but the number of times the emperor was enraged was quite a few.

Seeing that Zhu Zhiyi didn't even want his life, Liang Hui sneered, and ordered Zhang Fuhai: "Prepare troops and go to Jinzhou."

"It is said that the imperial physician will accompany you and give Chen Shu an order, saying that I and the queen will meet at the Jinjun mansion and let him take care of it."

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