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

At some point, the figure who was originally sitting on the dragon throne disappeared silently.

The ministers looked back at the emperor who was striding out of the palace. They were all stunned for a moment. After a moment of panic, someone suddenly shouted, "Your Majesty!"

Then the court seemed to be awakened, with voices of people coming to pay their respects to His Majesty one after another.

No one wanted to think deeply about what the emperor had just said.

Only Ning Hechu seemed to realize something. His eyes quickly swept across the dragon throne, and when he looked at Xie Lang and Wen Hemian who followed behind him, his face darkened by more than one degree.

He wondered why Wen Hemian suddenly wanted to go home to visit her family at this time. It was different from what he had guessed about calling for help. Her intention from the beginning to the end was to take the little emperor out quietly!

The absurd feeling of being fooled emerged. Thinking about how he had been testing each other with a substitute who came from nowhere for some time, Ning Hechu felt that he was simply stupid.

The subordinates behind him pulled him, and Ning Hechu pulled the corner of his mouth with a fake smile and saluted: "Your Majesty."

Xie Lang didn't even look at him.

Wen Hemian smiled at him.

Ning Hechu’s mask was almost unable to hold up.

He immediately had the idea of ​​cutting the teacher and student into pieces, but this situation was no longer his home ground.

He returned just in time for the court session. Xie Lang did not want to hide where he had been, so he did not change into court clothes and sat on the throne in ordinary clothes.

He glanced down calmly, with a dignified look without anger, and no one doubted his identity.

He said, "I was thinking a few days ago that the king sits in the court for a long time, and what he sees and hears is all presented by the subordinates, and it is impossible to know what is true and what is false. So I had an idea and wanted to go to the people to take a look. I also thought about the previous emperor's southern tour, which was a waste of money and labor, so I discussed with the Grand Tutor and left the capital privately to check, and also avoided the officials' deception. Mingzhou is the hometown of my mother, who would have thought..."

He snorted coldly, his eyes suddenly sharp: "I have seen such a person who deceives his superiors and subordinates, and is corrupt and unjust!"

"Your Majesty's forgiveness!"

No one was spared under the emperor's sharp gaze. While the ministers were secretly frightened, they all looked at Ning Hechu at the same time, guessing what he was thinking now.

Wen Hemian guessed that he might be furious.

This was the speech she and Xie Lang had agreed on before returning to Beijing. Every clause and every detail showed that Xie Lang cared about state affairs, and the reasons were very convincing, which naturally shifted people's attention to the matter in Mingzhou.

Now even if the Ning Party wanted to rescue the people, they were powerless to do anything.

It's impossible to say that the emperor saw it with his own eyes and still lie, right?

That is a blatant disrespect for the imperial authority and an act of insubordination.

You can question, but you have to have the courage to do so. Except for the censors, many people dare not take the risk.

Finally, in the silence, Lu Zishen stood up and said, "Your Majesty is concerned about the country and the people, which is beyond the reach of me. I ask Your Majesty to severely punish the culprit and serve as a warning to others!"

Ye Zhaoxuan and the Right Censor-in-Chief looked at each other and stood up: "I will review the matter!"

"I'll wait for reconsideration."

People tend to follow the crowd, and in a blink of an eye, most of the people stood up.

Xie Lang's expression eased a little, and he continued, "If I remember correctly, Prime Minister Ning is also from Mingzhou. This matter is of great importance and involves many people. Why don't we let Prime Minister Ning and the Dali Temple jointly supervise this matter?"

The ministers' expressions suddenly became strange.

Isn't this just a different way of controlling Ning Hechu?

But things had developed to this point, and Ning Hechu could no longer refuse. He raised his eyelids and said word by word: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your kindness."

Xie Lang withdrew his gaze and made the decision.

Because what happened in the court was so shocking, the court officials who were supposed to quarrel stopped doing so. Like quails, they all hurried out after the meeting was over, fearing that the emperor's wrath would fall on them.

When passing by Wen Hemian, Ning Hechu finally lost his usual calmness, and like a venomous snake spitting out its tongue, his eyes were sinister: "Master Wen, you are great."

Wen Hemian cupped his hands and said, "Thank you for your praise. I am not as good as Lord Ning."

Ning Hechu: “Heh.”

Ye Zhaoxuan and Lu Zishen seemed to have something to say to Wen Hemian, so they strolled along and stayed at the back. Wen Hemian raised her hand and pointed at the back hall, indicating that His Majesty still had something to discuss with her and they could talk about it another day.

They were all smart people. After they understood what I meant, they quickly turned around and left.

Wen Hemian laughed and followed Lai Xi, who had turned back and was looking around, to the imperial study.

There were some important memorials piled up in the imperial study, which needed to be reviewed by Xie Lang personally.

"It's a pity that this trick can only be used once." Wen Hemian sat down casually, praising Xie Lang without hiding his praise, "Your Majesty just performed very well in the court."

I believe that after this, his image as a wise ruler will become more deeply rooted in people's hearts.

Xie Lang smiled and stared at Wen Hemian: "I have done such a good job, does the Master have any reward?"

Wen Hemian refused without even raising his eyes: "No."

No matter how stupid she was, she should have realized something was wrong if the strange things kept accumulating. Thinking about the fact that she still owed Xie Lang an unfulfilled promise, Wen Hemian just felt that something was wrong.

The debt is getting bigger and bigger. If she continues to indulge herself, sooner or later she will get herself into trouble.

Wen Hemian exhaled lightly and looked at him calmly: "Your Majesty, are you accumulating prestige for me?"

Xie Lang gritted his teeth: “No.”

Wen Hemian: "That's it."

Knowing that it was impossible to get a reward today, Xie Lang had to give up. He picked up a memorial dejectedly and opened it, which was advising him to take a concubine and establish a queen.

Xie Lang seemed to be thinking about something, and glanced at Wen Hemian again. This time he finally did not reject it with a single stroke, but put it aside for further discussion.

Not to mention how ecstatic the Minister of Rites was after not seeing the memorial being rejected, Wen Hemian and Xie Lang chatted casually, and the atmosphere was harmonious and quiet.

Wen Hemian flipped through the books nearby, but didn't find any interesting storybook like the last time, which made him feel quite regretful.

Xie Lang said in a cold tone: "Taifu, there is no need to look. I have already asked Lai Xi to clean up the imperial study."

Having been embarrassed once, how could Xie Lang tolerate himself being embarrassed a second time?

Those books were so dead long ago that not even their bodies are left!

Wen Hemian retracted his desire to laugh at the joke, and said, "In fact, apart from the bold content, the storybook also has its merits."

The last time he took a quick glance, in addition to feeling embarrassed, Wen Hemian also noticed that the content of the storybook was relatively open, such as women being allowed to go to school and take up official positions, which were much more advanced ideas.

Although she is an exception, Wen Hemian hopes to do her best, if possible, to fight for more rights for women of this era, so that her identity will not be in vain.

"Oh?" Xie Lang's eyes darkened when he heard this, and he smiled, "So the Master likes it."