On the eve of the Chinese Valentine's Day, many places are in full swing, and many people stay up all night.

Four Saints, He Zhenfang.

Zhao Yi held He Zhen gently and whispered in his wife's ear.

He Zhen has always been weak, and as the deputy envoy of Xuanwu Guanfeng, he is busy with affairs. He has not been so intimate with her husband for a long time. His pale face rarely shows a little bloody color, showing a charming charm that is charming and pity.

He Zhen listened to her husband for a while, and moved her weak body hard to make herself more comfortable. He whispered: "Even with your full help, I think it's still difficult."

Zhao Yiben's expression was a little excited and froze slightly, and he said in confusion: "What's the difficulty?"

"The Guards and the Wude Department may not be united; the Young Master and the Two Ministers may not be united; the Young Master and Emperor Chai may not be united. Zhen'er believes that, including Brother Yi, all sides seem to have the same purpose, and I'm afraid they have their own little Jiujiu in private."

"Not bad. In addition to not wanting Wudesi to grab the first prize, I also hope to take the opportunity to get the special envoy who inserted Nan Tang into the Guards through the wind and sand to get rid of it."

Zhao Yi said honestly: "One red tube is enough for me. I have a headache. Fengsha occupies two special envoys. It can completely outlaw me, the Duhou of the Palace Front Office of the Guards, who is in charge of the Guards."

He Zhen frowned and said, "Now it is the time when you join forces to blame Nan Tang. Even if the young master knows, he can only pretend not to know, right?"

Zhao Yi nodded.

He Zhen analyzed: "The Wude Department has a new establishment and lacks the ability to prove its contribution. Wang Sheng certainly doesn't want you to steal the first merit. Moreover, he is far more constrained than you. Compared with Yi Xiruo, who has multiple identities, he is too weak."

Zhao Yi sighed and said, "Especially, Your Majesty and Young Master Feng are in a delicate period of testing each other's bottom line. At this time, both sides are prone to crossing the line, resulting in misjudgment."

He Zhen said seriously: "So Brother Yi, you'd better take a step back and leave them enough room for fault tolerance. If you press step by step, the tacit understanding that the young master and Chai Emperor barely maintained may break."

"This..." Zhao Yi was very hesitant. Wouldn't this cut his own flesh to help others?

He Zhen kissed him, then said with a close face: "The young master is not a chick, but rather generous. If you respect him one foot, he will definitely repay you one foot. Don't forget that Mo Xiu's attitude towards things is to love each other and benefit each other."

Zhao Yi hesitated for a long time and said softly: "I understand, I will try my best to restrain myself."

"In fact, the most difficult person is the young master. No matter how much you support, it will always be hidden behind the scenes. Not only does he stand on the stage, but even the stage is his own..."

He Zhen did not want her husband to be hostile to the young master again, so he tried his best to persuade: "The Chinese Valentine's Banquet is linked to the Chenliu delegation and the Shengtian Pavilion, which is a symbol of the young master's announcement of his foothold in Bianzhou. For him, it is absolutely impossible to lose."

Zhao Yi said without thinking: "Yes, if he fails to press the undercurrent underwater this time, the prestige he has established by destroying Buddha may be greatly reduced."

"How much has he done to settle his father and the Deacon of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, Brother Yi, you and Ren Song? He also took advantage of the lack of time and care about Yin Gu, and then he used the power of the four spirits to lead the destruction of Buddha. The right time, place and people are indispensable."

He Zhen said quietly: "Even if the young master has the courage and energy to start over, there is probably no chance."

"His reaction was indeed beyond my expectations."

Zhao Yi pondered: "I really didn't expect that he would be willing to use the banquet at the Zhuangyuan Building as bait. If there was a slight mistake, he would have been in vain for all these days in Bianzhou."

"Things must be done well and cannot cause chaos. The young master is difficult to do so."

He Zhen looked up at her husband: "The reason why he was willing to take this risk is actually to prevent the two divisions of the world and even the possibility of the Khitan entering the Central Plains."

Zhao Yi sniffed her hair and kissed her smooth forehead and said, "Yes, if the Southern Tang and the Khitan teamed up to attack Zhou, it would probably lead to these two situations."

"The Mohist school talks about non-aggression and opposes all unjust wars."

He Zhen closed his beautiful eyes and murmured: "Since the beginning of the pre-Qin period, Mo Shou has helped people defend the city, never paying any price. Obviously, in the young master's heart, the Khitan invasion in the south was unjust, so he would also prevent it at all costs."

Zhao Yi suddenly became interested: "There is no justice in war, it is just whitewashing and advocating. I think the wind and sand do not oppose war, and even push it secretly."

"Non-attack, not non-war."

He Zhen opened his beautiful eyes and stared at him: "In the eyes of the young master, the difference is orderly and disorderly. The battle of justice will lead to order, otherwise it will be injustice. In order to promote the benefits of the world, of course, we must eliminate the harm of the world."

Zhao Yi listened with relish. Although he was born in the Four Spirits, he really didn't know much about the Mohist theory. He Zhen's words helped him understand the behavior of wind and sand and his attitude towards things, and he was very interested in this.

"If the young master believes that you will cause disorder, even if you are good at it, he will take ruthless measures. If you are sure that you will cause order, even if you are evil, he will restrain and tolerate it. In his opinion, small good does not conceal the big evil, small evil does not harm the big good."

Zhao Yi said inexplicably: "You really know him."

He Zhen held her husband's hands and held up her cheeks. She obviously knew how to prevent her husband from being jealous.

"Brother Yi, as long as you keep this in mind, even if you hate him in person, he will pretend not to see it. On the contrary, even if you try to please him in every way, he will never be ruthless when he should give you a sword."

Zhao Yi heard that He Zhen seemed to explain the funeral, and her eyes flashed brightly, and she couldn't help but hug her tighter.

He Zhen showed a comfortable expression: "Mo Xiu of all dynasties is the kind of person who does not talk about human feelings for the sake of achieving ideals. As long as you can understand this, you will find that he is easy to get along with. Otherwise, he will become very terrible."

Zhao Yi said in a dismay: "Before I came, I received information, and the Khitan Embassy had a strange movement. Either they noticed something, or they had their own plans. No matter which one, it means that the bait at the Zhuangyuanlou Banquet is effective."

He Zhen opened his eyes and thought: "There are only a few people on the gambling table in Bai'anlou. It is unlikely that someone will leak the news. It should be that they have their own plans. This is a variable, and it will be even more troublesome for the young master..."

At this time, someone knocked on the door.

Zhao Yi got up and looked up at the door, and then came back a little later and said, "Bingjingwu caught two spies near Goulang Inn and asked if they were my people. Yi Xiruo was really concerned and actually went out to set up a secret whistle in person."

He Zhen said lightly: "This is a good opportunity to flatter the young master, and of course she won't miss it."

Zhao Yi said curiously: "This woman has multiple identities, and she is not easy to mess with. She is usually very arrogant and does not lie with His Majesty. Why do you obey the wind and sand so much?"

"I asked He Guang, who was from Zhuque, to understand her situation. At the beginning of Tanzhou, she had a relationship with the young master, and then her senior brother died, and she took over the Yimen. From then on, the Yimen will expand wherever the young master goes."

"You mean..."

He Zhen hurriedly said, "Just be clear in your heart. It is related to the internal affairs of hundreds of schools. Talking randomly will cause big trouble."

Zhao Yisu said "yes".
Chapter completed!