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

The snowflakes fluttered in the air, coming fast and sharply, and in less than half an hour they had covered every corner of the capital. The edges and corners of the roof tiles were all white, holy and lonely.

Lai Xi took the hot water brought by the palace servant, looked outside, and was surprised: "Ah, why did the snow come so early this year?"

Extra big, extra cold.

The young eunuch beside him also followed up: "The last time I saw such heavy snow was when I was a child."

Speaking of this, Lai Xi's heart skipped a beat. He waved his hand to send him away and hurried into the side hall to see. As expected, he saw the young emperor standing by the window, dressed thinly and looking lonely.

In just over a month, Xie Lang had lost a lot of weight, often had nightmares, and could not sleep well. Seeing this, Lai Xi knew that he was thinking of Lord Wen again.

When the palace coup occurred that year, he was chosen to serve the emperor. He vaguely remembered that it was also such a cold winter day, with heavy snow falling and a biting chill.

The only difference was that Lord Wen was there that year.

Lai Xi thought about it, his nose felt sore, and he stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, it's cold, would you like me to wait for you to rest?"

He did not dare to advise more, for fear that any extra words would touch upon the young Majesty's sorrow.

Xie Lang turned around, his eyes full of lifelessness, and did not answer Lai Xi's question, but said: "I want to do something."

He has done a lot of things these days, and now the whole court is in a panic, and no one knows when it will be his turn.

Lai Xi waited carefully: "What does your majesty want to do?"

Xie Lang murmured, "I want to announce the identity of the Grand Tutor."

Lai Xi: “Ah?”

The next day, the emperor announced the identity of Wen Hemian as a woman and told the world that this was not an intentional deception by Wen Hemian and the Wen family, but a helpless act based on the secret order of the previous emperor, to support the young emperor and eliminate the rebels.

As for the marking of the imperial examination papers, it was fair and impartial. All the papers were marked anonymously and the great scholars of the time personally marked them. There was no falsification or cheating.

The title of top scholar is well deserved.

She is not only the youngest number one scholar since the founding of Dazhao, but also the only female number one scholar.

As a woman, she served as the Taifu and taught the young emperor. She worked diligently for many years and devoted her heart and soul to the stability of the Great Zhao country and the people's well-being. Unfortunately, she was harmed by a treacherous party and her life or death is still unknown.

When this news came out, everyone in the court was shocked.

This confirmed the rumors that had been circulating in Beijing a few days ago, but no one could say anything bad about it. The only thing left was surprise.

"Master Wen, Master Wen is actually a woman?"

"We have served in the same court for several years, but I am so blind that I didn't see any flaws at all. This... this disguise is too good, isn't it?"

"Since it is the secret order of the late emperor, then it is naturally beyond reproach. Lord Wen's ability is obvious to both you and me. What is more important now is whether we can find the person..."

"I think it's very unlikely."

"Keep your voice down. Don't let your Majesty hear this. Otherwise, you will suffer the consequences."

"What about the matter of opening a girls' school that Lord Wen mentioned earlier...?"

At this point, everyone suddenly fell silent.

Then they looked at each other in confusion.

Because there was no precedent, everyone had said it was nonsense before, but now that Wen Hemian's incident had come out, they were all speechless.

Let’s not talk about anything else for now, just ask how many of them are top scorers?

Extraordinary strength is enough to suppress all rumors.

After a moment, someone hesitated: "It's not impossible, let's try?"

"I think I can."

After all these twists and turns, not to mention Wen Hemian's subordinates, even some originally neutral people began to have some bias in their hearts.

They are not the kind of people who would rest on their laurels, and they thought: Why can't we give it a try?

Every move in the capital, including the conversations of officials, was compiled by spies and placed on Xie Lang's desk.

After reading it, he just found it funny.

Why didn't they say this before the accident happened to the Grand Tutor?

It's just that he feels there is no threat now, but feels guilty, so he tries to make up for it afterwards.

His Majesty seemed to be in much better condition these days. At least he no longer starved himself for food or drink. Although he did not go to court, he was still dealing with important matters. But Lai Xi could see that he was not happy.

In fact, no one can be happy.

His Majesty would always open the news from Yuzhou with anticipation, but would always put it down with a look of dejection. The ups and downs made those around him feel very sad.

He's obviously such a good person, why does God have to do this to him?

Lai Xi came forward with the teacup, stammered a few times, and said boldly: "Your Majesty, in a few days, it will be New Year's Eve. Why don't you... go to the palace to take a look?"

Since the accident, Xie Lang's favorite place to stay was the side hall where Wen Hemian used to live. Only here could he get a good night's sleep.

On the contrary, I have never been to the palace.

Lai Xi could see that it wasn’t that he didn’t want to go, but that he... didn’t dare to go.

Lord Wen's whereabouts are still unknown. The search area has been expanded and everyone knows that the chances of him surviving are slim.

Your Majesty is afraid and saddened by the scene.

"The palace..."

Xie Lang seemed to come back to his senses suddenly, and murmured: "The news should have been passed to the border. Grand Master's parents, are you not going to come back to visit this year?"

Lai Xi couldn't continue with this, after all, he knew very little about those two.

I just seemed to have vaguely heard someone mention that Wen Hemian chose to stay in the capital because he had a falling out with his parents.

I'm afraid Your Majesty will feel even more uncomfortable if I tell you.

From this perspective, Lord Wen stayed in the capital for His Majesty's sake.

Lai Xi sighed.

Fortunately, someone came in soon and broke the silence.

It’s Zhou Ting.

He has now made a name for himself as the commander of the Beijing Guards. Together with Huo Ping, he is in charge of the defense of the capital and is responsible for investigating the rumors flying around.

"Your Majesty, I have been following the clues and found that the person who first revealed Lord Wen's identity was a merchant from a foreign race named Murong Yue. I have temporarily detained him. Your Majesty, would you please…"

"What's that person's name?"

Before he could finish his words, he was suddenly interrupted by the emperor.

Those eyes were like a bottomless cold pond, causing Zhou Ting to shiver uncontrollably: "Call Murong Yue."

Xie Lang closed his eyes and his head began to ache again.

Murong Yue...

This person is clearly related to the Grand Tutor, so why would he spread rumors at that time and add fuel to the fire?

As if he had vaguely touched the edge of something, Xie Lang spoke word by word: "Have you interrogated him?"

"Yes," Zhou Ting gritted his teeth and quickly said what he had not yet finished, "He has the token of Lord Wen in his hand, and I dare not do anything."

Murong Yue was a smooth and quick-witted man, and he kept his words to himself. But he didn't dare allow anyone to torture him about the things in his hand, so Zhou Ting had to report everything.

"Close it first."

Xie Lang said coldly.

Then, amid Lai Xi's exclamation, he walked out quickly without putting on his coat, rode his horse, and soon disappeared in the vast snow.