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

No matter how many dark thoughts he had in his mind, at this moment, Xie Lang had to suppress them all.

Wen Hemian lowered her eyes and didn't notice the sudden change in Xie Lang's expression. She looked at the tombstone again and said, "Since I'm here, I should go and burn some incense at the cenotaph, too?"

Growing up in a scientific society, Wen Hemian was originally an atheist, but since the story of traveling through a book and being reborn was revealed, she had no choice but to believe it.

But this was Xie Lang's mother, so she asked in a tentative tone.

With some selfish thoughts in mind, Xie Lang smiled and nodded: "Master, go ahead. I believe she will be happy too."

The Taifu is so good, no one doesn't like her.

Of course, those traitors and rebels don't count.

Wen Hemian's heart paused for a moment, and she caught a glimpse of something strange, but due to the current situation, she did not say anything. She glanced at the young man with a kind smile, and turned around to burn incense.

The afternoon was crisp and clear. After burning incense, they returned the same way.

The place where Jiang Wu once lived had long been uninhabitable. The guards simply cleaned it up and some of its former appearance could be vaguely seen, but it still had to be demolished and rebuilt later.

The old man who had shown them the way insisted on inviting them to have a meal with him, and since they couldn't refuse, they agreed.

The farm dishes were simple and definitely not as good as the imperial meals Xie Lang usually ate. But perhaps because of their freshness, Xie Lang did not seem to dislike them at all, and he basically finished the last table of dishes.

They did not take advantage of the old man and kept all the money they said. After all, no one was rich in those days and the food they ate was enough to feed the old man for several days.

There were few outsiders coming to the village. Faced with their actions, tears welled up in the old man's cloudy eyes. Wen Hemian looked at them and looked away, feeling somewhat at a loss.

She suddenly remembered the promise she had made to the little emperor a long time ago, that she would not only ensure that he had enough food to eat, but also ensure that all the people in the world had enough food to eat. Now it seemed that there was still a long way to go.

"Taifu is always soft-hearted."

Xie Lang said suddenly.

Matters at the prefectural government needed to be dealt with urgently, so they could not stay here for long. After lunch, they left two guards behind and prepared to go back. Seeing Wen Hemian staring blankly at the small village that was getting farther and farther away for a long time, Xie Lang said this almost subconsciously.

He narrowed his narrow eyes, with a hint of meaning: "Sometimes, I feel that the master is more thoughtful than many women."

Xie Lang's voice was smiling, his eyes as bright and soft as ever, there was no strangeness in his tone. Wen Hemian looked back at him calmly, but his heart beat faster.

"Your Majesty is so complimentary."

This is a big secret.

This is also the only thing that makes Wen Hemian feel guilty.

Her smile faltered and her fingertips were a little stiff.

Xie Lang smiled calmly, "It was just a joke. I know that the Grand Master cares about the people and cannot bear to see them suffer. I will work harder to bring peace to the world as soon as possible so that everyone can have enough food to eat."

To capture a person, you have to find what she cares about. The Wen family is of the same bloodline, and they love their country and the people of the world. Therefore, when they first met, Wen Hemian wanted to train him to be a wise ruler.

He is a wise ruler, so some personal requests are not excessive, right?

"It's great that Alang can think this way."

Wen Hemian felt that the boy was becoming more and more eloquent, and every word he said touched her heart. Wasn't he the wise ruler she had been longing for?

Of course, after so many years of relationship, Wen Hemian no longer regards this as just a task. She really hopes that Xie Lang will have a smooth future.

Xie Lang smiled brightly: "It's because of the good teaching of the Grand Tutor."

This interruption actually covered up the strange atmosphere just now. Xie Lang felt a little disappointed. He actually wanted Wen Hemian to confess his identity to him.

It is not uncommon for women to serve as officials. Moreover, his tutor is a genuine top scholar with real talent and knowledge. There may not be many civil and military officials in the court who can compare with him. It is not a bad idea to be frank with him.

But the threat was still there, and Xie Lang also understood that the timing was not right, so he had to suppress his thoughts and look forward to seeing that day come sooner rather than later.

The journey was harmonious and harmonious. Although there were some disturbances, fortunately they were not serious and Wen Hemian gradually let down his guard.

It turned out that she was overthinking it.

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The amounts in the account books had not been counted yet, but the matter that Wen Hemian had ordered to be checked had already produced results.

Generally, people who are used to using the same things in a mansion are not used to changing them. The same is true for the Zhong family, so some old servants are easy to find. By piecing together their stories, we can come up with another story that they don't know.

It was just not like what I heard from passers-by that day about two men fighting for one woman. Instead, Zhong Ruliang once had a beloved cousin who was abducted by Ning Hechu. He was furious and had a fight with Ning Hechu when he was young and hot-tempered.

That was what happened many years ago. Then suddenly one day, Zhong Ruliang's cousin disappeared. From then on, Ning Hechu went to the capital to take the exam. He was promoted from a reader in the Hanlin Academy to the Prime Minister, and then to a well-known traitor.

Wen Hemian's eyebrows jumped: "So this cousin Zhong Ruliang..."

The secret guard said: "The late emperor went on a tour to the south and took them away."

Needless to say, one can guess that something must have happened in between.

Because in the end, the only person who followed the late emperor back to the capital was Jiang Wu, but not Zhong Ruliang's cousin. Everyone understood the worst plan.

There is no mercy in front of the emperor, let alone for such a playboy. A human life is worthless, but it often becomes the fuse.

Xie Lang sneered: "He is really a piece of shit."

The secret guard broke out in a cold sweat.

Not long after Xie Lang was born, he was thrown into the cold palace together with his mother. He never enjoyed the glory of being a prince for a single day. For a period of time, he even lived a life worse than that of the lower-ranking palace maids. It was impossible to expect him to have any admiration for the late emperor.

The only good thing the late emperor did was to appoint Wen Hemian as his tutor at the last minute.

At least no matter what happens, Taifu will always be with him.

Sensing the cold aura of the young man, Wen Hemian sighed softly, patted his hand on the table, and nodded slightly: "Go on."

The secret guard looked at Lord Wen with gratitude, and then said, "When the girl was taken away, it was rumored that she had already been engaged to Ning Hechu. They were just waiting for him to go to the capital to take the exam and get a good score, and then the two of them could get married."

Good, good, not only is he promiscuous, he's even stealing someone's love.

Thinking about the hypocritical emperor he met during the palace examination, Wen Hemian thought that he had underestimated him.

She didn't know whether Ning Hechu was a so-called lovesick man, but judging from the way he had been single for so many years, there must have been some influence involved.

Wen Hemian said leisurely: "He is really capable."

Is there anything more lethal than white moonlight?

That must be the dead Bai Yueguang.