Zhu Houzhao's habit is like this,

Either I don't fight you, or I fight you to death.

Especially when you encounter a person like Li Guang, if you come soft and slow with him, you may be bitten back at any time.

Changqing was going to start writing a letter, asking a few foreign ministers to prepare and prepare for it, and then to put the music on the line.

As a result, there was such a thing,

Others were also confused.

Yuxiu Pavilion was repaired by Li Guang at the suggestion of His Majesty, but the foreign ministers did not agree, but this is good.

It was originally going to light a fire in someone else's ass,

Now my ass is burning first.

So when Li Guang went to the Qianqing Palace, he didn't care, he went straight to Yuxiu Pavilion, and put out the fire first! Otherwise, if a few people die or any noble person is frightened.

Then his godfather will be really dead!

Fortunately, the methods and facilities for fighting fires in the palace are complete, although it is approaching the evening and the wind is blowing, but it is finally not implicated in other buildings.

Later, seeing that it was going to be dark, Zhu Houzhao also returned to the East Palace to pick up the Fang Palace, waiting to see tomorrow's good show.

I think there will be many ministers who will play and listen to Li Guangyi, and it will continue for many days.

After a while,

Liu Jin and Zhang Yong entered the hall, knelt down and said, "Your Highness, the fire in Yuxiu Pavilion has stopped. ”

The two of them were not afraid of the cold on the ground, they held their hands together without saying a word, and their heads were firmly knocked on the ground.

The nature of human beings is Mu Qiang, such a crown prince, they can't be respectful.

"Has anyone died?"

"Nope. There was only one eunuch in the imperial dining room, and when he went back to get the bucket, he ran too fast and broke his arm. ”

Zhu Houzhao: "......"

"Got it."

These days, Liu Jin is indeed quiet.

He shifted his gaze to this guy,

Although he still wears the same black gauze hat as before, he has indeed lost a lot.

There wasn't really much in the room, and on his side was a bookcase, with a few chairs facing the door, and a few guns standing in place in the past. Such an empty space suddenly made Zhu Houzhao feel that Liu Jin was too small to exist, and he almost had no sense of existence.

"Liu Jin, what do you have to say to me?"

"The slave has only one doubt."

"Say."

"Did Your Highness ever think that the emperor might kill Li Guang just like that?"

In that case, who will send them money?

Zhu Houzhao's eyes flickered, Liu Jin was indeed more sensitive and intelligent.

"Thought. But it's unlikely. ”

It can't be said that it's impossible, after all, the Empress Dowager Zhou has been carried out.

But Zhu Houzhao knew that Hongzhi was a monarch who was lenient and benevolent to the end, and in history, Li Guang was not given death by the emperor's decree.

"Anything else?"

Liu Jin replied honestly, "No." ”

"Alright, it's not early today, so you all go down."

Thus he commanded,

Zhang Yong got up from the ground, stabilized the hat on his head and prepared to leave the hall, but he saw that Liu Jin didn't move at all.

There were some doubts in his heart, but the prince was in front, so he didn't want to ask too much.

If not, it seems that whatever Liu Jin wants to say to the prince will go through you Zhang Yong.

After the door of the hall was closed, the moonlight could not enter, and the hall was even darker.

Zhu Houzhao's bookcase was lit with candles, but the door where Liu Jin was kneeling was a little dark.

"Zhang Yong is gone. If you have anything to say, say it. ”

"The slave and maid want to ask His Highness for sin!"

"What crime?"

"The slave and maid have made their own decisions, and have sent someone to kill Ping'an."

"What are you talking about?!"

When it comes to killing, Zhu Houzhao was really shocked.

He also fought with people in his previous life, and there were also those who fought hard. But at that time, everyone was in it for money, and no one wanted anyone's life! No one has ever died!

So Liu Jin said 'killing', which still shocked his soul in the 21st century.

"I instructed Zhang Yong to take him out of the palace safely! You were there at the time, why did you take matters into your own hands and kill Ping'an?! ”

Liu Jin is not like the panic and nervousness when he was first blamed,

There's some calm here.

"Your Highness, do you remember the scene when Ping An pleaded with the slave maid in front of His Highness because he was afraid? How can a person with such a heart be trusted once he is detected in the future? ”

Zhu Houzhao was speechless for a moment,

He is not a naïve person, he knows what the struggle is.

didn't choose the same as Liu Jin, in the final analysis, it was the personality he left in his previous life - if there is a way to live, he will not kill people easily.

Because his own life is not in danger, even if it happens, it is discovered.

What else could Emperor Hongzhi convict him? Masturbated his prince?

Of course, there will be a lot of trouble.

It's emotional. He is smart, but not a machine, he is a human being, and human beings are sensible.

It's just that from a rational point of view, it is difficult for Zhu Houzhao to determine that Liu Jin's behavior is wrong, or that it is unfavorable to him.

In fact, it worked in his favor.

At least some of the risks are eliminated.

"He can live." Zhu Houzhao gradually calmed down.

"The slave knows that His Highness has a good heart. This kindness is different from the poor little animal, His Royal Highness really treats people like slaves and maids and people like Ping An as a person, and the slaves and maids are sharp-minded, so they can feel it. But the Forbidden City is dangerous every step of the way, and there are some things that you can't do if you don't do them! If Your Highness doesn't do it, then let the slave do it! Isn't that the responsibility of an orphan? ”

After Liu Jin's words ended, there was silence in the Chufang Palace.

Because it was a little dark, he couldn't see the prince's expression and face.

After a long time, a voice came out,

"Go down."

Liu Jin subconsciously wanted to persuade two more words, but he suddenly stopped when the words came to his mouth.

The longer he stayed with the prince, the more he learned about the prince's habits, and he also developed some habits to deal with them. At this time, for example, he knew not to say any more.

If he asks for sin or not, let him not mention it again.

The prince was thoughtful, and if he really wanted to blame him, he wouldn't have told him to go down.

"Yes, the slave and maid are gone."

"Call someone over and light a few more candles."

Liu Jin looked back and bowed, "Yes." ”

Zhu Houzhao is not a hypocritical person,

He knew very well that his hands would be bloodied one day, sooner or later.

I just didn't expect it to be peace.

At the end of the day, he is also an innocent person.

If it was a foreigner, or the kind with a great sin, such as Li Guang, he would accept it better in his heart.

Now, it's going to be a little bit unpleasant.

This Liu Jin is really not an ordinary person, and there is always a reason for these people who can leave a name in history.

After a while, the palace maid who lit candles came to the hall, and Qiu Yun also came with her, she didn't understand why she had lit more candles when she was about to go to bed, and the window was open, but now it was winter.

"Your Highness, it's cold at night, the slave and maid close the window, right?"

Zhu Houzhao waved his hand to stop it, "The windows are closed, this room is a big box, it's very stuffy, I don't like it." Also, I'll go to bed later today, and maybe there will be guests in a while. ”

In the final analysis, Ping An is not an enemy, not a sinner, but to some extent his own person.

For his death, it is not sad, after all, there is not much emotion, but he will not be hypocritically happy, even if he clearly understands that a peaceful death is indeed beneficial to him.

This is an indescribable feeling, or there are only a few things that can be explained in this world.

He was just thinking that tonight this undead ghost should be willing to give him one last ride. Otherwise, the world is like hell.