The Legend Zhuohua

Chapter 22

Mu Zhuohua drank a glass of wine and secretly complained that he had a headache.

When Song Lianxi saw Mu Zhuohua frowning slightly, he thought she was drunk, so he asked the palace maid to pour him a cup of hot tea. "Mu Tanhua, drink some hot tea to cool down."

Mu Zhuohua smiled gratefully and took the tea: "Brother Lianxi is interested. Zhuohua is too drunk to make you laugh."

She couldn't remember how many drinks she had tonight. The wine was not strong, but she usually got drunk after drinking less.

"You're welcome, we will report to the Hanlin Academy in a few days. We are Jinshi in the same ranking, and we should take care of each other. I am a few years older, so I have the audacity to call you my brother." Song Lianxi said with a smile. He was older and looked kind and solemn, and Mu Zhuohua couldn't help but feel a bit of respect for him.

"Judging from my brother's accent, he must be a local from Dingjing."

Song Lianxi nodded and said, "Yes, I have lived in Dingjing since my ancestors."

"My little sister has just come to Dingjing not long ago. I need your brother to take care of me in the future." Mu Zhuohua said with a smile, as if he asked unintentionally, "It is said that there are officials everywhere in Dingjing, and my little sister is afraid of being reckless and ignorant. When the time comes, I bumped into the noble man."

Song Lianxi smiled and said: "There is no need to worry too much. Although your Majesty is a kind man, he hates officials being tyrannical and bullying the weak. Therefore, Dingjing is more stable than those border towns far away from the emperor."

Mu Zhuohua nodded in agreement: "The adults I met today are indeed very cordial. Your Highness's courteous and virtuous corporals are also very convincing."

Song Lianxi looked a little strange after hearing this. He hesitated for a moment and said, "For us to be ministers, the most important thing is one word."

Mu Zhuohua asked: "Zhong?"

Song Lianxi smiled faintly and shook his head: "You are pure, but do your own thing and don't ask about the future."

When Mu Zhuohua heard this, she couldn't help but be in awe. Song Lianxi's consciousness was indeed higher than hers.

When it comes to loyalty, one is devoted to the emperor.

If the theory is pure, it means that one is dedicated to government, occupying one's position, and planning one's government, and does not care about the future, regardless of gains and losses. Doing things well in one's position is the greatest loyalty. It is not only loyal to the emperor, but also loyal to the people.

The profound meaning of Song Lianxi's words was not only this, but also a subtle reminder to Mu Zhuohua not to get involved in the disputes between the royal family.

After all, the two of them didn't have a close relationship. To be able to talk to each other up to this point was already the end of their kindness. Mu Zhuohua raised a cup of tea gratefully. When Song Lianxi saw Mu Zhuohua's expression, he knew that she understood what he said. There was also some relief.

Not far away, Shen Jinghong was surrounded by the crowd. Everyone was playing with flying flowers. If we were talking about poetry, who could show his face in front of Shen Jinghong? Shen Jinghong drank many glasses of wine, but his eyes were so dark that they were bright. , his handsome and handsome face was filled with drunkenness, but it made many palace maids blush with embarrassment and feel excited.

This is what a top scholar should look like...

Emperor Zhaoming had already left the banquet. Everyone was less restrained and drank more happily. As the banquet came to an end, a palace maid suddenly called Mu Zhuohua away softly.