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

Hearing Xie Lang's subtle tone, Wen Hemian felt that he seemed to have misunderstood something, and his words were indeed prone to misunderstanding...

She quickly said, "Your Majesty, stop thinking like that! What I'm saying is that some of the political views in the storybook are worth learning from!"

Wen Hemian's calm temperament was rare among the ministers. After being beaten in the court, everyone had changed to varying degrees, but Wen Hemian had hardly changed at all except that his methods had become more skillful.

In short, Xie Lang rarely saw her panic, and he immediately became interested: "Then, Master, can you tell me what political views are worth considering in the storybook?"

Xie Lang himself didn't even read the content of the story seriously, his attention was completely attracted by the bold pictures on it. He didn't believe that Wen Hemian read it seriously.

As a result, his expectations were wrong, and Wen Hemian actually talked about the contents of the storybook seriously.

"For example, the idea of ​​women enrolling in school is a bit bold, but if you think about it carefully, it is not unreasonable. Take the capital for example, many women are not only more talented than men, but also bold and meticulous. However, due to the current situation, they can only be good wives in the harem. It's a pity. Maybe they can play a greater role in the court."

At the end, there was a hint of smile in Wen Hemian's words.

Of course she knew how unorthodox her idea was.

But if we talk about heresy, isn't she herself the epitome of heresy?

Since she cannot accomplish something overnight, she may as well plant some seeds, which will one day be nurtured and grown by future generations.

Xie Lang was silent.

He thought hard for a long time, and his complicated eyes wandered over Wen Hemian again. He was not shocked at all, but besides being surprised, he felt a little distressed.

It would have been fine if he didn't know that the tutor was a woman, but because he knew, he understood more clearly the deeper considerations behind her words.

The world is difficult, and life is even more difficult for women. She cannot make even the slightest mistake in this position. If it is true as people say, her existence itself seems to be the biggest mistake.

Perhaps because he was silent for too long, Wen Hemian blinked and asked with a smile: "Your Majesty, are you frightened by my idea?"

In other words, in front of Xie Lang, Wen Hemian was still confident in his teaching results, otherwise he would not easily reveal his thoughts to him.

"No." Xie Lang answered without hesitation. He suddenly smiled and said, "I just think that what the Master said makes sense. I can try it when I have the chance in the future."

Many things are still unclear now. Selfishly, Xie Lang wants to monopolize Wen Hemian, but rationally, he feels that Wen Hemian should not be a captive bird.

However, all his thoughts did not prevent him from paving the way for Wen Hemian.

If one day her identity is exposed, she can stand in front of everyone openly.

The answer was what Wen Hemian wanted, but the boy's overly passionate gaze made her subconsciously turn her eyes to the side and said softly: "That's what I said, but the details still need to be considered."

It’s good that Xie Lang has an idea, but this is not the main contradiction at the moment and we can discuss it later.

"I know." Xie Lang considerately said nothing more.

Finally ending this topic that had a strange beginning, Wen Hemian secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "Ning Hechu will never give up after being tricked this time. Be careful, he may trip us up."

Party disputes are actually no different from stepping on each other. It just depends on who is better.

Xie Lang nodded: "Yeah."

Wen Hemian: "We still have to go back and give them a warning. That old bastard named Ning, if you can't touch us, then use our subordinates."

Both she and Xie Lang have special identities. If something unexpected happens, they won't be able to explain it, and it will be much easier for their subordinates to break through. Accidents are hard to guard against, which is really annoying.

Hearing Wen Hemian cursing, Xie Lang smiled and said, "Grandmaster is right, you old bastard."

Wen Hemian felt that it was not good to teach a child badly. Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly remembered: "Should the envoys come to the capital this year?"

Da Zhao was a powerful country with capable generals guarding its borders. Even during the years when the civil unrest was the most serious, the surrounding small countries did not find any opportunity to break through.

Not to mention paying tribute every year, they also had to go to the capital once every five years to show their sincerity.

The last time they came to Beijing, no one had time to deal with them. Those envoys left the Beijing posthouse not long after staying there. They couldn't continue to be so perfunctory this time.

Xie Lang said: "Yes, I have already told the Honglu Temple to prepare to go down."

Wen Hemian was worried: "Ask Lord Huo to make the palace's defenses more stringent."

In special circumstances, various assassinations are inevitable, and safety comes first.

Xie Lang: "Okay."

Just as the two of them were talking about this, they heard Huo Ping's voice from outside: "Your Majesty, I have something to report."

"allow."

Huo Ping followed instructions and entered the imperial study. Seeing Wen Hemian was also inside, he cried out in his heart and couldn't help but take a few more glances at him.

No matter how you look at it, the Imperial Teacher looks like a thin man. How come he is a woman?

Not long after learning the news, the little emperor went out with her. After not seeing each other for some time, Huo Ping found that he was still a little unable to accept this fact.

Judging from the little emperor's expression, he is not going to expose the truth for the time being. So, how should this be handled?

Huo Ping was thinking silently in his mind and did not notice that Xie Lang's gaze was becoming increasingly cold as he stared at him.

After waiting for a long time without seeing Huo Ping speak, even Wen Hemian looked at him curiously.

Until Xie Lang spoke coldly: "Commander Huo, are you here to perform a mime?"

Huo Ping was startled and suddenly came to his senses: "Your Majesty, no."

Wen Hemian covered his lips to hide his smile.

Xie Lang snorted coldly: "Then hurry up and tell me!"

Upon hearing this, Huo Ping looked at Wen Hemian with a little hesitation, as if he was wondering whether to say it or not.

Commander Huo was decisive and rarely hesitated. Wen Hemian understood his look and took the initiative to ask, "Is it inconvenient for you to tell me? Then, Your Majesty, I will take my leave first?"

The inquiring look turned to Xie Lang.

Xie Lang's expression softened, and his attitude changed so quickly that it seemed as if he had changed his mind in an instant: "It's not inconvenient. If Master wants to stay, then you can stay."

Wen Hemian stood up and said, "Forget it. I'll leave first. Your Majesty and Commander Huo can talk slowly."

Wen Hemian didn't force herself to know everything. If it was inconvenient for her, she could just refuse to listen. It was quite funny to see Xie Lang's hesitation.

Xie Lang nodded: "Okay."

Wen Hemian walked out of the imperial study calmly. Lai Xi closed the door and hurriedly followed him to see him off.

It was not until then that Xie Lang returned to normal. His expression changed so quickly that Huo Ping was amazed.

"Stop hesitating. Tell me what you found out."

Huo Ping's mouth twitched, and he accepted his fate and began to reply.