I was given the contraceptive soup and became the emperor's white moonlight

Su Minglang was stunned for a moment without saying anything. When Xiao Ye went to clean up the used teacups, she found the ring on the table. "Madam, is this something from Lord Li?"

Su Minglang took the ring, thought about it, and put it away. "I will return it to him next time we meet."

"My Lady, what did Lord Li mean? Do you want to see him again?"

Su Minglang pursed her lips when she heard that. Xiao Ye frowned and looked at her with uncontrollable worry in her heart, "Your Majesty, Li Zhao is an outsider after all, and you are His Majesty's concubine, this..."

"Don't worry, Xiaoye. I won't put myself in danger." Su Minglang stood up and patted her shoulder. Without saying anything else, he turned and walked towards the inner hall.

She was aware of Xiao Ye's concerns. This girl who had been with her day and night had already gained her trust. However, what Li Zhao said might involve the secrets of the ancestral emperor. The fewer people who knew about this matter, the safer it would be.

Su Minglang herself did not want to be involved in these things, but Li Zhao helped her at the risk of his life after all.

"Just think of it as listening to him tell a story." Su Minglang comforted himself.

As for Li Zhao, after leaving Linglong Palace, he did not go outside the palace to mobilize people immediately, but changed his route and went straight to Hanya Pavilion. It was said that Hanya Pavilion was not far from Linglong Palace where Su Minglang was, and the dilapidated door could be seen in a short while.

He did not choose to enter through the secret passage he had taken before, but instead walked straight towards the gate. An iron chain was hung randomly on the gate that had not been opened for a long time, and the lock had long since rusted and had lost its function.

Li Zhao untied the iron chain and gently pushed open the door. A cloud of dust blew in, and the entire scene of the abandoned palace during the day was revealed to everyone, looking even more desolate than under the moon.

Li Zhao did not walk too far in. He gently placed the things in his arms on the steps of the outer hall, took a look inside the house, turned around and walked out without staying any longer.

Not long after Li Zhao closed the door, a black shadow flashed in the yard, and the package that was originally placed on the steps disappeared without a trace.

At 3:30 pm, Hanlin Academy

Li Peidong got off the carriage in brocade clothes, holding the golden imperial edict in his hand. When the guards guarding the courtyard saw the palace carriage, they dared not stop it and hurriedly saluted and made way.

Li Peidong entered the Hanlin Academy without any obstruction. At this time, the scholars in the Hanlin Academy had already received the news and gathered together waiting for Li Peidong to announce the imperial edict. Li Peidong looked at the Hanlin scholars in the room, nodded slightly to the president of the upper position, and without saying any more nonsense, he raised the imperial edict in his hand high, "Hanlin Academy president, accept the imperial edict!"

Upon hearing the news, the dean of the academy did not dare to be negligent and quickly stepped forward and knelt down. Seeing this, the scholars beside him also knelt down on the ground, shouting long live the emperor.

Li Zhao slowly opened the imperial edict, glanced at the people kneeling on the ground, and read aloud: "On this festive occasion, many students are stranded in the capital because of praying for blessings. I deeply feel the hard work of the palace people. In order to demonstrate the virtues of benevolence, righteousness and filial piety, I specially order the students to enter the palace to write letters on their behalf to comfort their parents and relatives who miss them. I hope that the students will live up to my wishes and do their best."

After reading the imperial edict, Li Zhao closed it. The dean raised his hands to take the imperial edict. Li Zhao reached out and helped the old scholar up. "Dean, His Majesty has entrusted this matter to you. You must arrange it as soon as possible."

"I will do my best." The dean clasped his hands, "Your Majesty has such a kind heart, and as a subject, I am truly honored."

"It's good that the dean thinks so." Li Peidong nodded with a smile and did not stay any longer. "Then I will go back to the palace to report the decree. You don't have to see me off."

"Yes, see you off, Eunuch Li." The dean signaled to the people around him to escort Li Peidong to the door. The two exchanged greetings again, and then Li Peidong got on the carriage and headed for the palace.

"Dr. Qi, gather the students together. I have something to assign to you." Dean Song gave the order. A man in his forties or fifties responded, bowed and said yes. After a while, all the students on the list were gathered together.

Dean Song nodded in satisfaction at the crowd below, and spoke loudly: "I am summoning a group of new students by order of the emperor. His Majesty sympathizes with the difficulties of the palace servants, and out of filial piety and longing for them, he has granted you entry into the palace to write letters for the palace servants."

Dean Song paused, raised his hand to stop the whispers below, and said, "The palace has strict rules, and you are all foreign officials. After entering the palace, do not walk around randomly, so as not to offend the nobles."

"Everyone, go back and prepare something. The pens, ink, paper and inkstone are all prepared in the palace. You just need to pack your bags. You will inevitably have to stay in the outer palace for a while." Dean Song nodded, glanced around and said, "Your Majesty is kind and considerate of the palace. You must pay great attention to this matter and do not let His Majesty down."

After Dean Song finished speaking, he repeated the words in the imperial edict, handed the matter over to Doctor Qi, and then turned and left. After all, he was in charge of the Hanlin Academy, in charge of historical records, literary works, examination systems and other official duties, and he really didn't have time to delay any longer.

Doctor Qi saw Dean Song off. When he came back, the students' discussions were overwhelming. He walked forward and coughed twice. When he knew that the voices below had gradually died down, he spoke again: "Gather in front of the Hanlin Academy at 5:00 a.m. tomorrow. Someone from the palace will take you into the palace."

Dr. Qi paused for a moment and then spoke up, "The palace is no different from other places. I advise all students to be careful with what you say and do." His eyes swept over a few people, and they were the ones who had argued the loudest just now. The people who were glanced at by him hurriedly lowered their heads, but he didn't know whether they had heard him or not.

Dr. Qi sighed slightly as he looked at the people in chaos. He was really worried whether these new subjects could do well. After all, he was also a person who entered the officialdom through the imperial examination, and he understood best that these students who had just passed the exam were at the age of youth and vigor.

These men of letters often say humble words like "there is no best in literature", but in fact they are the most arrogant. When asked to write letters for the palace maids and eunuchs, some people will inevitably think that they are just belittling their literary talent and knowledge.

Your Majesty's action demonstrates benevolence and wins a good reputation for yourself, but it really makes things difficult for those who are in charge of the new science students.

Dr. Qi shook his head helplessly, turned and walked towards the dean's room.

"Doctor Qi?" Dean Song was not surprised to see the newcomer. He did not even pause to write. "Are you here for His Majesty's order?"

"The dean really knows what I'm thinking." Doctor Qi couldn't help but frown and said in embarrassment, "These new officials have not yet entered the officialdom and are at their most arrogant. Your Majesty is now asking them to write letters for those palace maids and eunuchs. It's inevitable that some people will be dissatisfied."

"Not convinced?" Dean Song chuckled and put the brush back on the pen holder. "Your Majesty personally issued an imperial decree with such firm words, how could they not be convinced?"