The wind outside the warm-up pavilion is accompanied by snow, which is very cold.

Zhu Houzhao didn't care about the cold wind that poured in from the window, and at this time, he was already drunk.

Ye Chunqiu was also slightly drunk, his face was slightly red, and his heart was chewing Zhu Houzhao's words, Ye Chunqiu was at a loss.

It was difficult for him to understand the taste of trust, but in this cold winter month, there was still a warm current flowing in his heart.

He is a minister and Zhu Houzhao's close friend. Because of this, Ye Chunqiu was not only trying his best to be open, but also had some thoughts. He knew that some words could be said, but some words must be buried in his heart forever, just like the soil covered in the snow.

What was exposed was just the place Ye Chunqiu hoped Zhu Houzhao would see.

But hiding it does not mean that he has real reservations in his heart, it is just...

After breathing a sigh of relief, Ye Chunqiu was speechless. He staggered and stood up, walked to the window, looked at the snow outside, and faced the cold wind coming in from outside, and seemed to have sobered up a little.

"Your Majesty." Ye Chunqiu said, and at the same time he turned around and looked deeply at Zhu Houzhao who was still sitting in front of the table.

"Hmm? Why...How..."

Ye Chunqiu said slowly: "If you solve today's affairs, you should solve your great troubles."

Ye Chunqiu moved away from the topic.

"No, no." Zhu Houzhao suddenly shook her head.

Zhu Houzhao knew that Ye Chunqiu wanted to say something exciting. He would eventually fight Batumonk. If it were normal, Zhu Houzhao would definitely look eager to try it out. But this time, he stumbled and stood up with the wine case, spitting out the wine smell, and said, "Do you know, as long as there are people in this world, there will be many sinister things. Do you think...I really don't know? No, I am smart, many people and many things, I know, I just don't want to care about it, I just want to ignore it, hey... Do you know why I trust you? Because you are different from them, you have lofty ambitions...ha..."

When he said this, he couldn't help laughing and continued, "Other emperors noticed that their ministers had great ambitions, so they would be shocked and even be wary of every kind. But I am different. Because I also have great ambitions, so I know that a person who really wants to achieve great things will not care about the gains and losses of interests and will not care about those minor matters. Just like a fly like Yang Shen, I have actually seen so many of them. Do I care? I don't care. The water is clear and there is no fish. In this world, how can there be no people like Yang Shen without people like Yang Shen? But... he must die, he must die, hey... where did I say again..."

Ye Chunqiu lowered his head, as if thinking about something. When he looked up and looked at Zhu Houzhao again, he saw that Zhu Houzhao was already lying on the wine table, and his head was hitting the table heavily. With a thud, he didn't care, and then Zhu Houzhao snored.

It's strange, even contradictory...

In other words, Ye Chunqiu knew that Zhu Houzhao was actually a very smart person. Otherwise, a person who had been in the Forbidden City for so many years would only talk about war on paper every day, but once he got out of seclusion, how could he be like a tiger coming out of the cage?

But sometimes, he thinks this funny guy is quite stupid, but after thinking about it carefully, is he really stupid?

Ye Chunqiu's eyes were still on Zhu Houzhao's body, and after a while, he couldn't help but smile!

Your Majesty is actually very interesting.

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Yang Shen looked at Liu Jin in despair in the vast snow. When he begged for mercy, he only saw the bone-broken indifference on Liu Jin's face.

There were almost no traces of compassion on Liu Jin's face.

Liu Jin smiled at him with a sad smile and said, "Do you know? Yang Xiu, you are futile. Since this is a saint's destiny, how can we violate it? You scholars always say that the eunuchs in the palace are not human. In fact... You are right, you have entered the palace by purging yourself into the palace. We don't even forget about human nature. Where does human nature come from? We have only learned one truth here. In the Forbidden City, there are only human natures in the nine five masters in the jade hall of Qionglou. We can be his sword, his sword, his warm clothes, or a cover.

Rain's hat, we are not humans. If we were humans, could we still live well in the palace? What's the use of asking us? Tsk tsk... We know what we are. In the past, when we first entered the palace, we were held by someone, and almost thought that we had become a person. Now we understand that we were too proud at the beginning, and we were so worried about eating lard. We should try our best to say these words to the living. Only when we are facing the dead will we say a few words. Okay, it's getting late, so we should go back and report. Come on, send Yang Xiu to the road quickly."

Out of survival instinct, Yang Shen jumped up like a frightened grasshopper. He saw a dark shadow in the distance, and his eyes saw a glimmer of light from despair. It was... it was his father, his father.

Yang Shen quickly reached out and called for help in Yang Tinghe's direction, shouting: "Father...father..."

But behind him, a dagger was already inserted into his back without mercy.

Yang Shen's body trembled violently, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and a look of pain appeared on his face, but he kept shouting: "Father..."

The dark shadow did not move.

In fact, how could Yang Tinghe not notice it? He had been standing there all the time, and his vision had never left Yang Shen and the others. When he saw several guards surrounding Yang Shen in fan shapes, he realized something was wrong.

What a smart person Yang Tinghe is. If those guards were just Liu Jin's simple guards, they would definitely stand behind Liu Jin. However, when they each stood on the left and right sides of Yang Shen, it was obvious that they were afraid that Yang Shen would escape.

But why does Yang Shen need to escape?

In the heavy snow, Yang Tinghe's face was ashamed. He still didn't understand why the situation took a sharp turn?

He knew that Yang Shen sued Ye Chunqiu and would most likely anger the emperor, but this would never be the reason why Liu Jin and others set off.

He stood here for half a cup of tea, and he almost wanted to rush over impulse and beg for mercy for Yang Shen.

Yang Shen is his most promising son. The entire Yang family's children, and everyone combined, was less than Yang Shen's finger. Yang Shen really carried too many expectations.

But he took a step forward, but hesitated.

Liu Jin would not dare to attack Hanlin, let alone his own son, the top scholar, so he dare not take this risk.

So...what does this mean?

Thinking of this, Yang Tinghe's body trembled violently in the snow, like a dry grass blown by the strong wind, unable to sway with the wind. (To be continued.)
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