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

It was a cold autumn day, and soon after Xie Lang returned to the palace the next day, he sent someone to deliver new official uniforms.

The Da Zhao dynasty did not treat its officials harshly, at least not like some dynasties, where officials had to pay for their own uniforms and have the money deducted from their salaries. Instead, the official uniforms were made uniformly and replaced once a year.

A lot of money can be made from the secret operations, but ever since Xie Lang took over and cracked down on them, they have become much more well-behaved. At least they are not as arrogant as before, and one can get away with turning a blind eye.

When the water is too clear, there will be no fish. After they behaved themselves, Xie Lang didn't say anything.

Since when, Wen Hemian always found that he would put more thoughts on his official uniform. The finest material made it much more comfortable to wear than the original official uniform.

Da Zhao civil officials of the first to third ranks wore scarlet robes embroidered with birds. For example, this new official uniform was embroidered with cranes flapping their wings as if ready to take flight. It had fleece lining, so it was extra warm to wear and made people look energetic.

The white jade belt tightened Wen Hemian's waist, making it look particularly thin.

Qingyun smiled as she tidied up Wen Hemian's clothes and said, "The official uniform is still the best looking. I always say that these bright colors are the most suitable for you, young master."

If you have a good complexion, you will look good in anything you wear.

Maybe she would look better in women's clothes. Qingyun hasn't seen it yet, so I don't know when I can see it.

"I've already said it, swagger."

Wen Hemian turned around in front of the bronze mirror and was very satisfied with herself. She blinked and said, "I'm going to the palace. I'll bring you some delicious food when I come back."

Qingyun covered her lips and laughed: "Ah, Master, are you also treating this servant like His Majesty?"

Wen Hemian raised his eyebrows: "Is it that obvious?"

"That's right." Qingyun said mischievously, "Your Majesty has always been fooled by this since he was a child."

Even the bystanders could see it clearly. Wen Hemian smiled at Xie Lang in his heart and raised his eyebrows: "No more talking, let's go."

When foreign envoys came to Beijing, a banquet was held in the palace.

These foreign faces did not look like the people of Da Zhao and were easily recognized in the crowd. The post station was located in a busy place and many common people had dealt with them. They were a group of people who behaved well and did not cause any trouble.

But it's normal. They all come from vassal states. If they really cause trouble, they won't be able to stand their ground. Besides, isn't this just a big move for the future?

When Wen Hemian arrived, most officials had already taken their seats. Ning Hechu did not come due to illness, so there was no need to set up a seat for him. Below the emperor, there was only Wen Hemian.

A shining honor.

After sitting down, several officials came over to greet Wen Hemian. Before the banquet started, he had already drunk a small glass of wine.

Wen Hemian can drink quite a bit, so that's not a problem.

The envoys from the vassal states stared in that direction for a while, and couldn't help whispering, "Is that the emperor's tutor, one of the most powerful ministers in the world?"

"I heard that he is quite powerful. He dared to openly oppose the man surnamed Ning when he just became the Emperor's Master. Now he is also in charge of the Ministry of Personnel. If he is allowed to continue for a long time, I am afraid he will be second to none."

"And her father is the one at the border!"

After some private conversation, the envoys all had a high opinion of Wen Hemian.

Not only is he capable himself, he also has capable parents. Not only is he trusted by the emperor, but he also has excellent character. Isn't he a true child of destiny?

During the conversation, a female voice interrupted: "Is she really as powerful as you say?"

The person who spoke was a princess from a small tribe of the barbarians, and one of the few women among the envoys. She was pretty and charming, and had a somewhat spoiled personality. Everyone had an idea of ​​what she was thinking when she came along this time, but she just maintained a basically calm appearance.

"If Princess Alina doesn't believe it, you can ask around in the capital to find out how famous this imperial teacher is."

Alina glanced thoughtfully in the direction of Wen Hemian. Of course, she had asked about it before, but hearing everyone saying this now, she suddenly found it even more interesting.

The noisy noises immediately calmed down after the emperor took his seat.

It was not the first time for Lai Xi to witness such a grand scene, but today he saw so many foreign faces that his heart began to beat fast. He subconsciously straightened his back, determined not to embarrass himself in such an occasion.

The annoying person didn't come, and Xie Lang could see Wen Hemian sitting right below him at first sight.

Theoretically speaking, this is the position closest to the emperor, but he is still not satisfied. Given time, he will definitely let the tutor sit with him.

He smiled kindly at Wen Hemian, then gestured for everyone to stand up.

The banquet began, the ceremonial officer sang the ceremony and read out the gifts presented by the envoys one by one. There was still the same old singing and dancing. Xie Lang said a few words symbolically and looked around twice. He was not interested and moved his eyes slightly. He still felt that it was interesting to look at the tutor.

He had specially selected the material for the official uniform. The palace only received two pieces of the material from the tribute from Jiangnan. They were originally intended to be used to make clothes for him, but they were allocated after he saw it.

Even if the official uniforms are made in the same style, they will look different at first glance and will undoubtedly be the most dazzling and beautiful in the crowd.

I kind of want to see Taifu wearing women's clothes.

Xie Lang’s thoughts drifted away.

He lazily watched the scene below, without touching the food on the table. Lai Xi had turned around to get some wine, but when he came back he looked a little serious, bowed and whispered: "Your Majesty, a palace servant bumped into me just now, is this wine?"

"Pour a glass of wine." Xie Lang narrowed his eyes, his eyes turned cold, "I want to see what they are going to do."

Lai Xi did as ordered.

Wen Hemian had been paying attention to Xie Lang's condition. Seeing Lai Xi's appearance, he guessed what had happened.

Then he saw Xie Lang drink a glass of wine, and after a while, he left the table anxiously.

Lu Zishen wanted to talk to Wen Hemian, but when he saw this, he paused and asked, "Sir Wen, why don't you go see His Majesty?"

"Yes." Wen Hemian nodded, "Please keep an eye on the field."

Lu Zishen: “Don’t worry.”

Only then did Wen Hemian feel relieved and left.

When passing by the door of the side hall, he brushed shoulders with Alina, who had just left the table for a short while and just came in from outside. The strong fragrance on her body made him want to step back.

Wen Hemian frowned and quietly moved aside, leaving Alina, who seemed to want to greet her, stunned. Then she pursed her lips and smiled, saying teasingly, "Master Wen, you really don't like women."

There were few women in the envoy group, and the original book did not mention the name of the foreign woman. The one in front of her was exactly the one Wen Hemian suspected the most. She said cautiously, "Princess, please respect yourself."

"Lord Wen is really interesting."

Alina said something meaningful, smiled, and surprisingly did not continue to pester him.

Wen Hemian ordered some snacks and thought for two seconds before heading towards the back hall.

When I got there, I saw Xie Lang sitting there alive, with an imperial physician next to him, who was checking the wine in the glass.

Seeing Wen Hemian coming, Xie Lang's eyes suddenly brightened, and he stood up to greet him: "Master, are you worried about me?"

As he got closer, he smelled a different scent from Wen Hemian. Xie Lang frowned slightly and asked, "Where did the Master go just now?"