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

Years later, an imperial decree came down, reforming many of the original policies of the court.

Apart from the relatively novel trial of girls' education, most of the policies were improvements on the original basis. They were neither too unrealistic nor too unrealistic, and they made the government more stable. The degree of comprehensiveness they took into account was astonishing.

The ministers really didn't expect that His Majesty would not only recover from his grief so quickly, but also be able to quickly come up with so many ways to improve the court. They were amazed for a moment.

However, before he could express his praise, another piece of news came out, saying that these were actually left by Lord Wen.

Long before she went to Jianghuai, she had already written these books into a volume and placed them in the study. His Majesty only saw them when he went to the palace.

Everyone's mood suddenly became more complicated.

Especially the censors who had scolded Wen Hemian in the past but were not implicated in this bloodbath, everyone was speechless and didn't know what to do.

"So, before going to Jianghuai, Lord Wen was prepared for not being able to come back?"

"We are a bunch of old men, but in the end, we are not as good as a woman like Lord Wen..."

"Who says women are inferior to men? Perhaps trying out girls' education is the right choice. After all, we can't compare with them."

Not only the censor, but also the ministers who had gone to the imperial study to participate in the discussion were all ashamed of their hesitant behavior at that time.

Compared to Lord Wen, they really feel ashamed of themselves.

Especially those new scholars who had been guided by Wen Hemian, who had just entered the court and were inexperienced, were particularly indignant.

Shen Changyan murmured with several colleagues and friends: "I have said it before, since Lord Wen can say such words to me, he must not be a treacherous minister. There are too many people with ulterior motives in the court, which led to everyone's misunderstanding of Lord Wen."

In short, everyone was arguing for a while, but in the end they all quieted down at the same time, and finally no one stood up to sing a different tune.

I dare not sing the opposite tune.

In the purge before the New Year, the young emperor was ruthless and his methods could even be described as bloody. We had just had a good New Year, and no one wanted to be unlucky at this time.

But sometimes they couldn’t help but think, if only Lord Wen were still alive, at least they wouldn’t have to suffer like they do now.

It turns out that Lord Wen is the person in this world who can best control His Majesty. But now this sharp sword is without a sheath, hanging in the air, and no one knows when it will fall on some unlucky guy.

Without much arguing or debate, the matter was settled and was implemented more smoothly than ever before.

But Xie Lang was still unhappy.

If he had to pay such a price in exchange, he would rather not have it.

Unfortunately, things have come to this point and there is no room for regret.

Wen Hemian had chosen a name for him, but he never got to hear her call him Huaichuan in person.

But even so, he still couldn't abandon his responsibilities.

It was clear that at first she only wanted to struggle to survive, but under the subtle influence of so many years, he had gradually become concerned about his duties as an emperor, and could not bear to see the court that she had devoted so much effort to rectify fall into chaos again.

Whether he is a wise ruler or a tyrant.

From the beginning to the end, Xie Lang never cared about this so-called title. He just grew up to be what she imagined, just as she expected.

Now that she's not here, there's naturally no need to hide it.

If possible, he really hoped that Wen Hemian could come back and take care of him.

Unfortunately, they are all just delusions.

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Wen Hemian could roughly guess what was happening in the capital, but he was still slightly surprised when he received the letter from the capital.

It seems that Xie Lang should have been to her study.

Wen Hemian had many concerns, and in the end he couldn't bear to be cruel to Xie Lang.

I wonder if he would think too much when he sees those things?

Would people think that she committed suicide on purpose, or was using this as a way to find more loopholes?

It was expected that Murong Yue could not hide his true intentions. He was just taken to the Heavenly Prison, not interrogated at all, and finally released unharmed. This really made her a little confused.

The Xie Lang who is not in front of her is the real Xie Lang.

She couldn't understand what the kid was thinking now.

Apart from anything else, if he found out that she was not dead but faked her death to get away, he would probably be very angry.

Xie Lang always liked to pretend to be angry, mostly to act like a spoiled child to achieve his own goals. Wen Hemian had never seen him furious, and it was hard for him to imagine.

The only thing she was very clear about was that she would be held accountable.

Since she didn't do what she promised, Xie Lang must have hated her to death.

Wen Hemian lowered his eyes, knowing that it was useless to think about these things now, so he simply found something else to do to divert his attention.

It has already been done and there is no way to regret it. Sooner or later she will have to get used to being apart from Xie Lang, and Xie Lang will get used to it sooner or later too.

After all, he is the king. After so many years of her teaching, he has not neglected the affairs of state these days. In fact, this is enough to prove that her feeling is correct. Xie Lang is not so dependent on her. Everything will be fine in a few days.

Wen Hemian decided to do something here.

In a few years, Wen Chengyuan will be old. Although he is working hard to train his subordinates, it would be better to have more protection at the border.

She is too busy with government affairs to relax now, and now that she has some free time, Wen Hemian can finally tinker with the cement that she has always dreamed of.

It is not possible to pave the road at the moment, but if we can make it, it would be nice to build a city wall. At least it will not be easy for the enemy to attack the city.

Fortunately, Wen Hemian remembered these practical methods and was familiar with the materials and proportions used. In addition, she had parents who were obedient to her, so it was easy for her to get whatever she wanted.

After hearing Wen Hemian say that this thing was very important, Wen Chengyuan immediately called out his most trusted subordinate Meng Min to follow her instructions.

"The limestone and clay are easy to find, but the only difficult thing is the iron ore powder. The court has strict control and does not allow private use." Meng Min smiled and said, "Fortunately, our place is remote. If Miss wants it, it is not that we don't have it, but we have to keep it a secret."

Wen Hemian knew the pros and cons of this: "It's okay. Just make enough to coat the city walls. This stuff will be extremely hard after it dries, and it can provide an extra layer of protection for the city."

Meng Min's eyes showed his curiosity: "I can't wait to see it for myself."

Wen Hemian smiled: "Very soon."

There was a sense of calmness and composure about her. Even though he hadn't tried it yet, Meng Min couldn't help but feel convinced. He was a little shocked for a moment, and sighed that this girl was worthy of being the daughter of a prince or princess.

It sounds fast, but Wen Hemian had never actually put it into practice. After a lot of trouble, it took him almost a month to finally come up with the results.

The solidified cement was grayish white and indeed hard. We then poured water on it and observed it before we finally finalized a series of processes.

Meng Min held a small piece of cement, his eyes shining.

As a soldier, he certainly understood the value of cement. Without saying a word, he went to invite the prince and princess to come and see it, and Wen Hemian couldn't stop him.