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

Seeing that he didn't refute his cute adjective, Wen Hemian found it even more interesting. Unfortunately, before he could say a few more words to him, they saw the shadow of the temple.

Perhaps he felt that his behavior just now was a bit embarrassing, the boy quickened his pace with red ears: "The sun is getting bright, let's go to the temple and sit for a while."

Taking into account the young man's embarrassment, Wen Hemian considerately did not expose him, but could not hide the smile on his brows: "Okay."

There are few people coming to this part of the city to enjoy the spring, and they didn't meet anyone on the way here just now. They didn't expect that there were so many pilgrims in the temple. They didn't intend to burn incense, so they found a pavilion to sit down and rest.

The food in the lunch box was placed on the table, and we could eat and chat at the same time.

After calming down, Xie Lang finally spoke up: "Come to think of it, I don't think I've ever seen Prince Huailing and the Princess return to the capital."

Even in the capital, there were very few rumors about the Prince of Huailing and his wife. Only in recent years did people mention them because Wen Hemian was active in the court.

Xie Lang knew nothing about this before he became emperor. After he became emperor, he only heard Ning Hechu's supporters mention it a few times, saying that if Wen Hemian didn't have a good pair of parents, they would have torn him into pieces long ago.

Xie Lang was curious, but compared to hearing it from others, he would rather listen to Wen Hemian.

Sensing the probing tone in Xie Lang's words, Wen Hemian smiled: "Among the older ministers, this is not a secret, but because it concerns the royal family, no one dares to speak out, and it has indeed happened so long ago."

Hearing this, Xie Lang's face tensed up: "Is it related to the royal family?"

"To be precise, it's the grudge between my parents and the late emperor." Wen Hemian recalled, "The late emperor's mother died early, and my adoptive mother is my father's aunt. They had a good relationship at that time. But later, something happened in the capital, and the late emperor and my parents started to have a rift, so they asked to go to the border. Now they probably still have some grudges, so they don't want to return to the capital."

It sounds simple, but Xie Lang understands that there must be many secrets hidden in the matter that the old minister is so secretive about. At least the attitude of the couple is enough to prove everything.

Xie Lang couldn't laugh, his voice was a little dry: "When the Grand Tutor wanted to take the imperial examination to enter the court, didn't they agree?"

Wen Hemian was startled. He didn't expect him to think of this directly. After hesitating for a while, he said, "I do disagree, but I'm not so firm. They are stationed at the border and they care about the people."

And in the final analysis, these are all grudges from the previous generation, and there is no need for them to vent their anger on Xie Lang.

"They must be very worried." Xie Lang was sure, he pursed his lips, "I will make them feel at ease."

What could be the biggest rift between an emperor and his subjects? It's nothing more than distrust. Xie Lang felt that there would never be such a problem between him and the Grand Tutor.

And... he didn't know if it was his illusion, but he felt that the Grand Tutor didn't seem to care that much about the power in his hands, and letting her replace the Minister of Personnel was not just a whim of Xie Lang.

Having something to worry about, he will feel more at ease.

"I mentioned in the letter I sent that they are very satisfied with Your Majesty."

Wen Hemian did not lie. Even if she did not bring it up, they would still ask. Over time, they would often exchange a few words with her.

But one thing is for sure, being optimistic about Xie Lang does not mean that they can let go of their worries. After all, the royal family's suspicion has left them with a huge grudge.

Xie Lang raised his lips, but he didn't feel much relieved: "That's good."

Wen Hemian saw through his little tricks and was about to continue to persuade him when the secret guards guarding the periphery suddenly made a noise. They were tightly protected in the middle. The turmoil subsided quickly as it came. After a moment, the secret guards brought two people to them.

No one knew whether the two men had been poisoned or not. Before anyone could ask them any questions, they suddenly spat out a mouthful of thick black blood, then their eyes rolled back and they died. The secret guards who were restraining them were startled and they quickly knelt down.

"Your Majesty's forgiveness!"

Xie Lang looked at the two people lying on the ground with disgust, and said rationally: "They swallowed the poison before coming here. It seems that someone can no longer hold back."

No matter how many times she had seen it, Wen Hemian was still not used to such bloody scenes. She rubbed her forehead and said, "Everyone, get up and clean up. Don't scare others."

With Master Wen by his side, His Majesty would be much less angry. The secret guards were smart and knew who to listen to at this time. They quickly dragged the man away and cleaned up the remaining bloodstains to prevent them from being an eyesore.

Xie Lang's tone was slightly unhappy: "I had planned to have a good time with Grand Master today, but I didn't expect to be ruined by these ungrateful people."

"Since we've said they don't know what's good for them, don't be angry with them." Wen Hemian said smoothly, "If your majesty wants, we can come out next time we have a chance. But it's not suitable to stay here for long, let's go back to the city first."

Xie Lang snorted: "Yeah."

He was not an unreasonable man and would not joke about their safety at a time like this.

Fortunately, the pavilion they chose was in a remote location and was not noticed by people around them, so they left quietly.

The matter of the assassin needs to be investigated in detail, and Xie Lang will instruct his men to do it. Wen Hemian did not interfere too much, but instead comforted the boy all the way and finally calmed him down.

Tomorrow is a court meeting. No matter how reluctant he is, Xie Lang must return to the palace tonight. Thinking about his own arrangements, he emphasized before leaving: "Grandmaster, you don't have to go to the court meeting tomorrow. Just wait for the imperial edict to be delivered."

As for what kind of turmoil would be caused in the court, Xie Lang didn't want any bad remarks to reach Wen Hemian's ears, so he would suppress them himself when the time comes.

Wen Hemian indulged him in some insignificant thoughts and nodded: "Okay. Besides, the palace gates are locked, so go back early."

Xie Lang had no choice but to shut up and left reluctantly.

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The next day, the eunuch who was delivering the imperial edict from the palace arrived at the palace early in the morning.

The one holding the imperial edict was Lai Xi. He was quick-witted and well-behaved, and successfully secured the position of chief steward beside the emperor. When he learned that Wen Hemian was still washing, he rolled his eyes and quickly stopped the servant who was about to go and urge him.

"Don't go. The Master and His Majesty have a very close teacher-student relationship... It just so happens that we are not in a hurry, so let's wait here first."

After serving His Majesty for so long, Lai Xi has come to realize how open His Majesty is with Tutor Wen. As long as nothing goes wrong in the future, his position as the most favored minister will definitely remain unshakable, so it doesn't matter if he flatters him.

"Huh? Oh."

The servant was so confused when he stopped him that he really didn't go there again.

Wen Hemian knew that someone was coming today, so he didn't make them wait long. He got up, washed quickly, and came here.

When Lai Xi saw someone, he hurriedly went to greet him holding the imperial edict and said, "His Majesty has given instructions. Sir Wen, just listen to it. You don't have to do anything else."

Wen Hemian smiled helplessly.

This kid has one idea after another.

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