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

Wen Hemian's shoulders relaxed.

Thank God, she didn't want to see so many memorials again in her life.

Being an emperor is not a job for humans.

Xie Lang's resentful voice sounded: "Master, I am very happy."

Wen Hemian is different from everyone Xie Lang has come into contact with. She is not attached to power, so not having to deal with memorials only makes her happy. Many of Xie Lang's original plans are of no use.

He wanted to bring the best things in the world to Wen Hemian, but he had no chance at all.

Wen Hemian said seriously: "What are you talking about? Your Majesty has seen it wrong."

She doesn't take the blame for this.

Xie Lang said nothing more.

Apart from the rare tense atmosphere before the meal, the meal was quite pleasant. After the two of them discussed and recommended a suitable person to the position of Vice Minister of the Ministry of War, Wen Hemian prepared to go back.

Xie Lang needed to think things over carefully, and she didn't plan to stay in front of him any longer.

In matters like this, the more you talk, the more mistakes you make. What is most important is the decision made by the person involved.

But just as she made a move, she heard the young man call out in a low voice: "Master."

The sound is very light, like a breath.

Wen Hemian wanted to pretend that she couldn't hear anything, but Xie Lang didn't give her the chance and continued talking on his own.

"I know you have secrets from me, and so do I, but that's not important, and I don't care."

There was no emotion in Xie Lang's voice, it was calm and even, as if he was just chatting casually.

Wen Hemian heard the deeper meaning in it. She couldn't help but jump at the center of her brow. Rarely, she had no thoughts in her mind. She just looked at Xie Lang.

He said seriously: "I don't want that to become an obstacle between us."

All he wanted was someone like this.

No one can resist such a sincere and enthusiastic puppy.

Wen Hemian pursed her lips, her heart was in a state of panic. She gently pinched her palm, regained her rationality and said, "Let's wait until Your Majesty has studied hard."

Regardless of whether Wen Hemian has that kind of feeling for him, just from the perspective of an elder, she would advise Xie Lang to think carefully.

Young people are full of courage and are always ready to move forward when faced with difficulties. Even if they are truly passionate, who knows if they are just being controlled by their momentary emotions?

There was just a deviation, there was no need for her to waste her sincerity.

As time goes by, Xie Lang will understand it himself.

Wen Hemian spoke decisively, leaving no room for rebuttal. After Xie Lang heard this, he smiled meaningfully and said, "Okay, I'll study hard."

Xie Lang knew what Wen Hemian was concerned about, and he also knew that her original intention was for his own good.

She asked him to study hard, so he studied hard.

One day, she will understand what he really thinks.

"It's good that your majesty knows." Wen Hemian felt relieved and stood up. "I will take my leave first."

He immediately stood up and walked out quickly.

It feels like facing a formidable enemy.

Xie Lang looked at her back and laughed out loud.

-

The envoys who took action were arrested and put into jail, the imperial guards withdrew from the post station, and the post station was reopened.

However, under the current circumstances, the capital could not allow them to stay any longer. The envoys were all in danger, especially those from small vassal states, who were afraid that they would meet with an unexpected disaster at any time. They did not even wait for the weather to get warmer and quickly said goodbye and left the capital.

Huo Ping went there personally and conveyed the message to them. As for what to do when they return, it is up to them to choose.

The barbarian envoys all looked extremely unhappy. Even though they knew they were being plotted against, they could only swallow their anger.

As part of the plan, Alina was useless and was openly and secretly belittled by the envoys who came with her, but she didn't care. She just wanted to go back and avenge herself and Anang.

The barbarians often accused the people of Da Zhao of being cunning and hypocritical, but she felt that the imperial teacher from the Wen family was more upright than those who claimed to be noble. If there was a chance, she hoped that he could return the favor.

Wen Hemian didn't know and didn't care.

She just gave out some favors casually, but she forgot about them the moment she turned around, and she couldn't remember so many people.

What's more, there is a more important matter ahead - the imperial examination held every three years.

This is a good time to recruit talents and expand power. Both the Ning Party and the royalist faction are ready to move to see who can win the title of supervising the spring examination.

The first two inspections were conducted by cabinet elders who were older and had more experience. However, over the past few years, some of them retired or passed away, and it became difficult to find suitable candidates.

After several hesitations in speaking, Wen Hemian could see that Xie Lang wanted to let her do this.

She waited for a long time and finally found the right opportunity to say no: "Your Majesty, don't even think about it. I won't be an examiner."

"Master, you've seen it."

Xie Lang spoke slowly, not surprised.

"The Spring Examination Supervisor is the chief examiner, but in another sense, he is also the mentor of the candidates. With this status, they can thank the Grand Tutor for his kindness when they enter the court in the future."

Xie Lang understood the truth, but he still handed the power to Wen Hemian without any hesitation, and his behavior was a bit like that of a tyrant.

Wen Hemian silently said that the emperor cannot be beaten, and patiently said calmly: "It is precisely because of this that I cannot be the supervisor. A tall tree attracts the wind. Does your majesty intend to make me a sitting duck?"

As both the Grand Tutor and the Minister of Personnel, Wen Hemian was already quite ostentatious. If she hadn't intended to keep a low profile, the gate of her mansion would have been trampled down by visitors.

What would happen if I became an examiner again?

It's hard to breathe just thinking about it.

Wen Hemian looked at Xie Lang kindly.

Feeling the resistance between the lines of the Taifu's words, Xie Lang had to regretfully put aside his thoughts: "Okay, then Taifu, what do you think of the Imperial College's chief priest?"

There is progress, at least it's not about asking her who she thinks is suitable.

Wen Hemian said: "Lord Xu is knowledgeable and has managed the Imperial College in an orderly manner. He is suitable."

Lord Xu, the chief academic officer of the Imperial College, is also a neutral person. He studied under Lord Zhang, who retired two years ago. He has many students and they have high moral character. No one can say anything if he is chosen.

Xie Lang was able to name the candidate immediately after she refused. He must have already imagined the scenario of her refusal.

Wen Hemian looked at him with a half-smile.

Xie Lang was not at all embarrassed by being seen through, and replied, "I will issue an order when I return."

Decide on it early to prevent changes.

Wen Hemian agreed with his approach, glanced at the sky outside, and was about to start shooing them away when Xie Lang took the lead -

"Speaking of which, Master, aren't you curious about how I've been learning from the Shang Gong these days?"

To be honest, Wen Hemian was not curious at all.

She tried hard to keep herself busy so that she could justifiably reduce the time she and Xie Lang spent alone together, but Xie Lang always found a chance to squeeze in next to her.

Xie Lang slowly raised his eyelids, stared at Wen Hemian, and said in a low and slow voice: "The palace lady taught me that when you meet someone you like, you must know how to please him or her."

"Then I want to ask..."

"Does the Master know how to please him?"