After the death escape, I became the white moonlight of the crazy tyrant

The days grew longer and before we knew it, the weather was getting hotter.

The palace was now under the control of Huo Ping, so Xie Lang was always provided with food and clothing. In addition, before Emperor Shun passed away, the remaining concubines were sent away, so the palace was even quieter, and all the servants were there for Xie Lang alone.

With good care of himself, Xie Lang's height grew rapidly, and he ordered new clothes to be made a few days ago.

As usual, Wen Hemian went to the palace to give him lectures every day and attended court as usual, but it was obvious that Ning Hechu had relaxed his vigilance against them.

Xie Lang was wearing a royal blue round-necked robe today. He had just finished practicing horse riding and archery with Chang Zhu. Beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, but he was in high spirits and looked very energetic.

Different from the frail and pitiful appearance when Wen Hemian first met him, he was now raised to be much more noble, and at such a young age he had the natural appearance of an emperor.

When he saw Wen Hemian standing in the corridor, his eyes lit up and he ran to her: "Master!"

Wen Hemian was very pleased and suddenly felt a sense of accomplishment in raising a child. While wiping his sweat with a handkerchief, he said, "An emperor should not show his emotions. You just learned that yesterday, and now you have forgotten it?"

Xie Lang whispered: "It's only like this in front of the Master."

Since their birthday, the relationship between the two has become closer. Xie Lang is not always on guard in front of Wen Hemian, and occasionally he will let down his guard and say some complaining words.

Due to his upbringing, it was difficult for him to trust outsiders. Wen Hemian realized that he was opening his heart to himself.

All this shows that she chose the right direction.

She raised her hand and tapped the little guy on the head: "Don't act like a spoiled child."

Xie Lang tilted his head: "Master, what do you mean by acting like a spoiled child?"

Wen Hemian calmly changed the subject: "Your Majesty seems to have grown taller?"

Xie Lang is so concerned about his reputation. If he really finds out, won’t he be dead?

Speaking of height, that's what Xie Lang cares about.

He held his head high, with a hint of pride in his eyes: "Of course, I eat well every day."

Xie Lang has always been dissatisfied with his height, but due to age restrictions, he cannot rush. However, this does not stop him from wanting to grow taller so that he can protect himself and others.

"That's great." Wen Hemian rubbed his head, "Try to grow taller than me."

If you think about it carefully, Xie Lang is described in the original book as being at least 1.8 meters tall. Now that he is well taken care of, he will only grow taller.

Xie Lang secretly glanced at Wen Hemian and nodded hurriedly: "Yeah!"

After resting, they went to the study together.

Seeing the things on the table, Xie Lang showed a trace of confusion on his face. Fortunately, Wen Hemian quickly explained: "These are new memorials. I picked up a few and will return them after reading them."

Wen Hemian was the crown prince and also the imperial tutor, and he had the right to participate in the cabinet's political affairs. After several rounds of negotiations and cooperation with Ye Zhaoxuan, and with the arguments of a group of censors, he was able to barely make it through and get a few decent memorials to read.

She got the news through other channels, and more importantly, showed it to Xie Lang.

He is no longer an ignorant child. He should learn how to control everything by himself. This will be his first step towards the court.

"Thank you for your trouble, Grand Master." Xie Lang looked at the memorial, knowing that it was not easy. "I will definitely read it carefully."

Wen Hemian: "It doesn't matter if you don't understand. Your Majesty still has a lot to learn. We should proceed step by step. Ning Hechu can't spare the time to take care of us for the time being."

There are many aristocratic families in the capital, and the court is not ruled by Ning Hechu alone. He has to take into account many forces, and he has been very busy recently. Wen Hemian also added fuel to the fire, making it impossible for him to get away for the time being.

Xie Lang was not so relaxed. After taking a sip of water, he took the memorial and read it carefully. Fortunately, there were not many things he did not understand. After reading a few, he had a general understanding of the court inside and outside.

He frowned and asked, "Why did they send people from the Ministry of Works to suppress the bandits in Yongzhou?"

The Ministry of Works had the lowest presence among the six ministries because it was not valued by Emperor Shun. In order to give their grandchildren a job, many people asked someone to send them to the Ministry of Works. As far as Wen Hemian knew, only one in ten people in the Ministry was useful.

She took a look and made up her mind: "This man is the nephew of Ning Hechu's family. He is usually mediocre and this time he went there to get credit for nothing. Fortunately, the deputy general who went with him is quite capable and can calm the situation, but it is estimated that there will be no benefit if he comes back."

To put it bluntly, they take all the good things for themselves and suppress those who have made contributions.

Upon hearing this, Xie Lang felt powerless.

Wen Hemian saw through his thoughts and said, "That's fine. Your Majesty is short of people, we can win him over."

Knowing the future is convenient. Wen Hemian knew the names of those useful ministers and had long been thinking of winning them over secretly. Now that he had talked about it with Xie Lang, he had made the matter clear.

"That's what the Master said."

A hint of anger flashed across Xie Lang's eyes. He suppressed his emotions and said, "Teacher, please don't interfere in this matter. I will personally send someone to handle it."

Wen Hemian was happy to see him handle things himself, so that she could relax: "Yeah."

After reading the stack of memorials, he found they were full of anger. Fortunately, Xie Lang had listed a number of people who could be won over, ranked them in order of importance on paper, and prepared to deal with them one by one.

After reading them, Wen Hemian sent someone to send all the memorials back to Wenyuan Pavilion. Several cabinet ministers still needed to review them. As for whether there would be new quarrels at that time, it was no longer within her scope of concern.

While the two were talking, Lai Xi brought in two bowls of icy yogurt sprinkled with osmanthus honey. When the hands touched the edges of the bowls, a light cool breeze came over them, which was perfect for eating on that day.

Xie Lang had a sweet tooth to begin with, and he stopped trying to hide it after being discovered by Wen Hemian. If he wasn't worried about his tooth decay, he would have eaten a lot of sweets. When he saw the ice yogurt, his eyes brightened noticeably.

Wen Hemian stopped talking, not knowing whether to laugh or cry: "Eat first, stop staring."

When I first saw him, I thought the boy looked like a puppy drenched by the rain. Now that he has been raised, he still looks like one, but there are obvious signs of someone favoring him, and he is much bolder and more reckless.

"Well, Taifu eats too."

Seeing the smiles on the faces of the teacher and the student, Lai Xi was also very happy: "If Your Majesty and Lord Wen like it, I will ask the small kitchen to make something else, which is also suitable for summer."

Wen Hemian: "You can try more, but don't give His Majesty special treatment."

Although Xie Lang is mature for his age, he is still a bit childish and particularly rebellious in certain details. This can be seen from the fact that he secretly pours medicine when no one is paying attention. Wen Hemian has to be on guard.

Lai Xi: "I know."

Xie Lang's eyes suddenly turned resentful. He looked at Wen Hemian aggrievedly: "Master, do you really not believe me?"

Wen Hemian said righteously: "I am just concerned about Your Majesty."

Xie Lang: “…Okay.”