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

Xie Lang blinked innocently: "I just want them to have a long talk all night, what do you think I want to do, Master?"

Although this child behaved obediently and likably in front of her, Wen Hemian never forgot that he was also a potential tyrant. She could turn a blind eye to what he did behind her back, but she still had to restrain him where necessary.

It’s not good to always think about how to deal with people.

The censors are just a little talkative. It’s better to just pretend they don’t exist. If we really touch them, it will be difficult to deal with the follow-up. Don’t you see that Ning Hechu is having a headache?

Wen Hemian looked at the boy's well-behaved appearance and looked away suspiciously: "Your Majesty had better think so."

Xie Lang remained calm: "Of course."

"Alright." Wen Hemian pulled his hand back, and seeing that the system had disappeared, he asked, "Your Majesty, you came to my house today not just for this matter, but also for other things. Let's talk about it together."

To be fair, apart from occasionally showing a little temper, Xie Lang is a very qualified monarch. He rarely comes to the palace to slack off, and usually has something to discuss with Wen Hemian.

Xie Lang's expression fell, and he stared at Wen Hemian with some resentment: "I wanted to talk more with the Master first."

Wen Hemian's companionship over the years has been effective, as can be seen from Xie Lang's special trust in her. The only bad thing is that as he grows up, Xie Lang's clingy personality has not only not changed, but has become more and more excessive.

But since he was guessed, Xie Lang didn't need to drag his feet. He said seriously: "The Minister of Personnel is old and unable to do his job. In the memorial submitted the day before yesterday, I have already allowed him to retire and return to his hometown to live out his days in glory. But looking at the court, there is currently no suitable candidate to take this position."

Although he said this, his burning gaze was always on Wen Hemian.

Wen Hemian paused and looked at him: "Your Majesty is going to let me take over?"

After being together for so long, it was impossible for Wen Hemian not to see what Xie Lang meant.

"Yes." Xie Lang smiled. "The Grand Tutor has a good eye for people, and the Ministry of Personnel is responsible for the assessment of officials, so it shouldn't be difficult for him to take on this position."

Including Xie Lang, everyone has some bias in judging people, but Wen Hemian is not like that. He can find that any unknown person he picks has good abilities, and he has selected many talents in the imperial examinations, which surprises Xie Lang.

In Xie Lang's opinion, no one would be more suitable for this position than the Grand Tutor!

Staring at the young man's sparkling eyes, Wen Hemian hissed in his heart, then slowly said: "It's not difficult, it's not difficult, but it's not suitable."

As she works in the cabinet, she shouldn't interfere in these matters. She helped Xie Lang in the past few years, which was understandable. But now that Xie Lang has grown up, she has actually begun to feel like retreating.

Besides, with Ning Hechu in front, Xie Lang should understand that power cannot be too concentrated in the hands of one minister.

"There's nothing inappropriate." Xie Lang's eyes suddenly darkened, and there was a hint of stubbornness in his voice, "If the Grand Tutor is not suitable, then there is no one more suitable than the Grand Tutor. Besides, I don't feel comfortable handing it over to others."

Even among those ministers who stood on his side, many of them wanted to fool him by relying on their age. Xie Lang would never leave any trouble for himself.

Thinking about the Ning Party who were still eyeing Xie Lang, Wen Hemian was speechless and couldn't think of a suitable candidate for a while.

Xie Lang had already continued speaking.

"If you find it tiring, you can choose two more subordinates, and I will help you deal with it. At worst, I can wait until this period of time has passed and then choose a suitable person to take over. At least it cannot be handed over to others now."

"Master...Master, can you please help me this time?"

Apart from being clingy, Xie Lang's other strength is his ability to act like a spoiled child.

When he was first raised, he was awkward and refused to say anything. But after he became familiar with him, he always clung to Wen Hemian and refused to let go, fearing that someone would snatch his love away. Therefore, Wen Hemian almost raised him as a relative.

Seeing him like this at this moment, I felt indescribably helpless.

After thinking for a moment, Wen Hemian nodded: "This is just the first time, it won't happen again. But we have agreed that once we find the right person, we will give him the position."

There is no difference between being an official and being a worker. Wen Hemian has never been so busy in modern times. Thinking about himself over the past few years, he has been working hard to protect this world.

But she had no complaints. Being able to live again was a blessing that many people could not even ask for.

Let’s talk about the future later. When Xie Lang heard Wen Hemian agree, he didn’t care about anything else and nodded repeatedly: “Okay!”

Wen Hemian didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Why are you still like a child?"

Xie Lang's ears twitched, pretending not to hear: "Then Master, when will you choose two suitable subordinates?"

Wen Hemian shook his head: "The original staff is enough. Now there is a shortage of people everywhere. I will not transfer them to the Ministry of Personnel for the time being."

Xie Lang is very ambitious, not as reckless as in the original book, but like a greedy wolf cub, he is slowly eroding Ning Hechu's power, and the two sides are now fighting very closely.

"Listen to the Master."

Xie Lang had no objection.

After achieving his goal, he was willing to listen to whatever Wen Hemian said.

Wen Hemian had long been accustomed to his Schrödinger-like obedience, and the two chatted about this matter for a while. As the sky gradually darkened, she couldn't help but yawn.

Wen Hemian was a little tired because she was busy talking to the system about the progress of the task and didn't have time to take a nap. Then she had to deal with the energetic boy. Before she could say anything, she heard the boy speak anxiously: "Why don't we take a break? I won't go back to the palace tonight. If there is anything, we can discuss it with the Grand Tutor tomorrow."

Xie Lang knew that Wen Hemian really had poor health when she was a child, otherwise the Huailing King and his wife would not have been so worried about her and sent her to a temple to be raised. So even though she knew martial arts, Xie Lang always took good care of her.

And now that he has grown up, he can protect the tutor.

"Not that fragile." Wen Hemian waved his hand and cheered up, "Since you want to stay, let's have dinner first."

Xie Lang went to the mansion more often, and the servants got used to it. When they saw him coming, they knew to prepare more food and add a pair of bowls and chopsticks.

"Ah."

Xie Lang glanced at Wen Hemian worriedly, and was immediately attracted by the red corners of her eyes. Outsiders often said that Wen Hemian was beautiful, with a boyish and feminine appearance, and it was never false. The more people stayed around her, the more they would feel this way.

After so many years, Xie Lang still couldn't help but stare at the handsome old master sometimes.

"Your Majesty, what are you thinking about? You are not even active in eating. Aren't you afraid that you won't grow taller?"

Wen Hemian noticed his pause, turned around and stared at him with a smile, using the same scare tactics he used before.

Xie Lang shook his head and whispered: "I am now taller than the Grand Tutor..."

Wen Hemian had a blank expression on his face: "Then I am also your tutor."

She just couldn't understand it. They were eating the same food, so how could the little guy grow so fast like the bamboo shoots in the field?