Linque

Chu Heng encountered a little trouble when he was in front of the Jingcheng Hall.

After all, the story books are for fun and entertainment, so it is not easy to bring them to the Hall of Respect and Sincerity in a grand manner, so Chu Heng used the old method of the Shadow Guards, and sealed the three volumes of story books with the book covers of the history of Dayin Kingdom.

But he still kept things simple.

Before the emperor drives, there is no room for mistakes.Without prior notification, let alone three books, don't even think about bringing in a single piece of paper.

He is the Imperial Servant Mo, the closest person to the emperor when he handles government affairs, this position cannot be held by non-emperor's cronies.

Although the reason why Chu Heng came to Yuqian is different from others, but he has been with His Majesty for a while after all, and the twenty rods written on him have not been dropped, and he has been on leave for nearly 20 days this time, His Majesty also He was not expelled from the imperial court, and all these things fell into the eyes of the guards, and they keenly felt a little bit of a blessing in disguise in Chu Heng - maybe, this imperial servant Mo, Chu Heng can really continue to do it .

When working in the palace, one must have a clear mind, the guards knew it well, when they passed the Chongji Gate and entered the Jingzhang Palace, they saw that there were only three books, so they let Chu Heng in with one eye closed.But when he arrived in front of the Jingcheng Hall, he was still stopped, and even the three books had to be checked carefully.

What Chu Heng brought was a story book, and the guards in front of the palace could recognize it at a glance as long as they opened the cover of "National History". At that time, whether they brought it in for His Majesty to read or for him to read, it would be a bit inappropriate.

Chu Heng held the book and didn't want to give it to him, but the guards in front of the palace didn't dare to let him in directly. The two stood there staring at each other, both a little embarrassed, and finally the shadow guard of the Son of Heaven who was on duty noticed their stalemate and came over.

The shadow guard came to check, but Chu Heng had no choice but to hand it over.

He thought that today was a waste of all his previous efforts, but he did not expect that the indifferent Shadow Guard opened the book cover and took a look. The moment his eyes touched the title page, he was taken aback for a moment, and then quickly reacted, closing the book with a "snap", and directly Stuffing it back into Chu Heng's arms, he turned his head to signal the guards in front of the hall to go in and communicate.

Passing the most difficult level was too easy, Chu Heng couldn't help but look at the shadow guard in front of him a few more times.

The shadow guard staggered his gaze, coughed twice and did not speak.

After reporting, the door of Jingcheng Hall was opened for him, and the person he wanted to see was now inside.

There is a long corridor between the main hall and the inner hall, and Chu Heng walked quickly through it, attracting the attention of the palace guards in the corridor, but he had no time to worry, until he saw the half-hidden door of the study room in the inner hall, his pace gradually slowed down .

Chu Heng rubbed the peach blossom talisman on his wrist a few times through his sleeve, took a breath of his fluctuating mood under the pressure, and stepped into the hall with his head down.

The familiar fragrance in the smoked cage rushed towards him, and the gaze of the upper head fell on him. Chu Heng restrained his urge to raise his head, and walked lightly to the imperial case, before he could bow down and salute. Then I heard the owner of the eyes say slowly: "Come here."

The voice is laughing, leisurely and pleasant.

Chu Heng finally slowly raised his head and looked at the person behind the case. Although he had only met at the Winter Festival on the [-]th, he was not "Chu Heng" at that time.Suddenly returning to the study room where he had been away for a long time, meeting His Majesty's familiar and smiling eyes, as if he really had the illusion that he hadn't seen each other for nineteen days.

Chu Heng did not speak, and walked towards His Majesty. The large royal case was placed behind the smoked cage, and his used inkstone and written memorials were neatly placed on it. On the side was the nanmu circle he had sat on stool.

These things still remained in the place where he left on duty on the ninth day of the winter month, as if there hadn't been such a long gap between them, it was just a short night, and he had been here the whole time, never asking for leave or leaving.

Then, he heard the words ringing in his ears many times, His Majesty said: "Chu Heng——"

He replied: "The minister is here."

There was a smile in Ling Ye's eyes, but it didn't show on his face, he just said in a deep voice, "Stretch out your hand."

Chu Heng was taken aback when he heard the words, took a few breaths to react, and subconsciously looked at the pen holder on the imperial case—as expected, the pen was there, still untouched, reflected in the reflection of the morning light. A grim luster.

Chu Heng clenched his fingers, feeling that his palms had begun to tingle, he raised his eyes to look at the emperor, and asked in puzzlement, "...Your Majesty?"

Ling Ye was noncommittal, just looked at him with a solemn face and remained silent.

Chu Heng lowered his eyes in frustration, his eyes dodged and struggled for a while, and he had to stretch out his left hand that was not holding anything.

Ling Ye raised his lips slightly, and looked down at his hands calmly.

Slender, thin cocoons, trained in martial arts.

There is no deviation in the memory. When Chu Heng and Chu Heng applied the medicine in the past, the touch left by these hands still lingers on the fingertips.

Ling Ye remembered that the other person—the hands that peeled the shrimp seemed to be the same, white and moist but not delicate, the thin calluses on the tiger's mouth and fingertips showed that these hands were soft on the outside and strong on the inside, no matter whether its owner showed it or not Despite its power, it shouldn't be as harmless as it appears.

Can't hold the sword?

But once held a sword.

The emperor didn't move for a long time, Chu Heng raised his eyes and saw that he was thinking about something, suddenly felt that he still had a little room to struggle before being beaten, and aggrievedly opened his mouth to defend: "Your Majesty, I didn't make any mistakes..."

"Really?" Ling Ye hooked his lips and smiled slightly, his eyes wandering around Chu Heng's face with unclear meaning, and he said slowly: "Then you asked for 20 days' leave, did you submit the leave paper?"

Chu Heng was startled immediately, and after a moment of silence, he said inexplicably: "No... but I handed over a leave notice to the Hall of Martial Heroes."

"Wuyingdian?" Ling Ye raised his brows lightly, repeated these three words slowly, and asked, "Where are you on duty now?"

"...Hall of Respect and Sincerity."

"Since you know that you are in front of the emperor, you don't know how to tell me when you ask for leave? You don't even say hello to Momo, you suddenly stop coming, I have done all the work you should do for you, what do you give me as compensation? "

Chu Heng slandered in his heart, what His Majesty said was so unreasonable. In the past, when there was no imperial servant Mo in the Hall of Jingcheng, didn't His Majesty review memorials and handle political affairs in the same way?What's more, with so many people in the Hall of Martial Arts, if he can't come on leave, can His Majesty choose other people to come to the imperial court?

Although everything in his mind was true, Chu Heng found that he didn't really want to refute, especially the last sentence, he couldn't even say it.

He didn't want anyone else to stand where he was standing now, and he didn't want His Majesty to choose other imperial servants. He thought that there were only him and His Majesty in this study.

So he recognized the unreasonableness of the emperor.

I would rather be beaten than admit it.

"It's my fault." Chu Heng said: "Your Majesty, please punish me, I admit it."

The emperor didn't answer his words, suddenly changed the subject, and said with a smile: "What is that hand holding?"

Then Chu Heng stretched out the hand hidden behind his back, handed over the three books, and said solemnly: "Zhaoming Minutes."

Ling Ye lost his mind for a moment, and immediately understood what Chu Heng was talking about.That day behind the dragon chair in the Hall of Respect and Sincerity, Chu Heng saw the stack of scriptures that he had carefully preserved, and at the same time saw his past, and saw the only consolation in his difficult years.

Except for the shadow guard who brought him the storybook, Ling Ye would not take the initiative to mention it to anyone else, nor would he let others have the opportunity to know the past, because everything about the emperor is the supreme secret of the empire.

But Chu Heng was different, he wanted to get close to Chu Heng, so he wanted to know what it means to "not be able to hold the sword", and also wanted to know if the face under Ji Wuyue's mask was the person in front of him.

But at the same time, he also allowed and even hoped that Chu Heng would approach him and explore everything that belonged to "Ling Ye"—if Chu Heng wanted to.

Ling Ye reached out and took the three volumes of story books, trying his best to calm down the turmoil in his heart at the moment, he suppressed the smile in his eyes, and only pretended to be calm and said: "You can't pay off the debt with a gift, you haven't come for 20 days , I have done 20 days of work for you, so you have to give me 20 days back."

Chu Heng raised his eyes to meet His Majesty's gaze, and suddenly there was an ominous premonition in his heart, and he was about to refute this time: "It's obviously nineteen days..."

Ling Ye was noncommittal, and glanced at him with a half-smile.

Chu Heng's intuition was not good, so he immediately changed his words: "...20 days."

Ling Ye raised the corner of his mouth: "Just use your rest and holiday days to pay back. You are not allowed to leave the palace, and stay in the Palace of Jingcheng to pay the debt."

He takes a bath every six days, excluding other holidays, there are only three days in a month, 20 days, and it will take more than half a year to pay off.Chu Heng's heart was gloomy, and he bargained: "Your Majesty, you have to give up one day a month, right?"

Ling Ye glanced at him: "What day?"

Chu Heng didn't hesitate at all, as if he was afraid that he would regret it, he immediately said: "In the middle of the month, sixteen."

Ling Ye's eyes moved slightly, and he nodded in agreement, but there was a flash of darkness in his eyes.

After discussing the matter of repaying the debt, the unreasonable emperor will start to wantonly squeeze his imperial servant Mo.

There were two stacks of notebooks on the imperial case, Ling Ye pointed at them casually, and said, "For all the notebooks that ask for your kindness, after you read them, you should write a sentence of 'Zhen An' on top of them, and for the other notebooks that recommend next year's Enke chief examiner, pick the key points and record them. Come down and let me see."

Chu Heng had written the memorandum many times before, and it was not difficult for him to memorize the main points, but it was the first time for him to write a reply directly on the notebook. When Hou Wang submitted it, Chu Heng was still a little hesitant, and couldn't help asking: "The minister came to write the reply, what about your majesty?"

Ling Ye opened the "Zhaoming Minutes" on the table.

"..."

Chu Heng suddenly became angry: "Isn't it appropriate for Your Majesty?"

Ling Ye was very calm: "Looking at the history of the country, what's inappropriate?"

"Your Majesty knows..."

Ling Ye interrupted him: "You were the one who told me the 'Minutes of Zhaoming', and now you say no, so you are... bullying the emperor?"

He spoke the last two words slowly, and pronounced them emphatically, as if a pun was intended, but the expression on his brows and eyes was normal, making it hard to read.

But these two words really touched Chu Heng's heartstrings, he suddenly missed a beat in his heart, no matter how confident he was, he couldn't say anything——

He is really deceiving the emperor, and if His Majesty finds out, he will definitely not spare "Chu Heng" and will punish him to death. I am afraid that the unfinished pen will be discounted at that time, which may be light.

Fortunately, His Majesty's next sentence quickly dispelled his doubts and anxiety: "Hurry up and work, this is all a debt owed."

What a fool!

Chu Heng raised his pen angrily.