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

After a moment, Wen Hemian shook his head: "No."

Seeing the boy's eyes suddenly darken, she instinctively realized that something was wrong and quickly added another sentence.

"If you must, I hope Your Majesty will not be swayed by the ministers' remarks and think clearly about the pros and cons before taking any action."

Xie Lang has grown up. He is no longer the child who needs Wen Hemian's guidance. He will eventually have to learn to face these things on his own.

"I know that your majesty understands what I said. But..." Wen Hemian paused, and said calmly, "Your temper still needs to be honed."

It is a good thing for young people to be energetic, but it also means that they are prone to act on impulse. If they are in a high position and cannot truly hide their emotions, they will be easily taken advantage of by those under them.

Look at today, Xie Lang just loosened up a little, and the ministers couldn't wait to send people to the palace.

It can be seen that in their hearts, Xie Lang still has not escaped from the shadow of a puppet.

Wen Hemian spoke very seriously and Xie Lang listened very seriously as well.

After he finished speaking, he smiled thoughtfully: "So that's how it is. I understand."

Wen Hemian subconsciously wanted to ask him what he understood, but when he thought of the previous experiences where he had gotten himself into trouble, he stopped talking at the last minute.

It was unclear whether her rejection these days was too obvious or Xie Lang had really figured it out, but he stepped back and said obediently, "I will change."

Because his intentions were exposed, Xie Lang couldn't help but want to show his feelings in front of Wen Hemian, but he forgot that his mentality could change quickly, but the Grand Tutor might not.

Of course, Wen Hemian was not such a beast as to have any thoughts about the child she had watched grow up. After all, the impression of Xie Lang in her mind was still too immature.

The emperor seems to be high and mighty, but in fact he cannot do everything in the world.

After understanding this, Xie Lang chose to return to a position that Wen Hemian thought was appropriate, which was also an invisible compromise and concession.

Time will tell, and he will let Wen Hemian feel how firm his determination is.

Being in such a state of alienation and testing every day like now is what Xie Lang can't stand the most. It's too uncomfortable.

After a long and earnest tug-of-war, Wen Hemian thought that what he said was effective, and seeing this, he relaxed a little.

"Although we don't have to be too afraid of Ning Hechu now, he is at least the chief minister of the cabinet. Your Majesty should not be too concerned about him. It will be a waste of energy."

God knows what Ning Hechu is thinking. He might even be happy because he has caused them trouble.

Based on his many years of experience in dealing with this matter, Wen Hemian felt that this might really be possible.

I feel chills just thinking about it.

Xie Lang nodded gently: "I was impulsive."

Changing an impression is a matter that takes time. Xie Lang secretly made up his mind to stop doing those childish things from the beginning, so as to avoid misunderstandings from the tutor.

A good kid is one who corrects his mistakes. After saying so much, Wen Hemian's expression gradually softened. She said, "I still have to go to Wenyuan Pavilion to discuss the Spring Examination with other ministers, so I won't chat with Your Majesty for now."

The supervisor of this spring examination was headed by the chief academic officer of the Imperial College, and more than ten academic officials including Wen Hemian jointly set the questions. Because of the delay just now, Wen Hemian was probably the last one to arrive.

Xie Lang thought of this and said angrily: "Master, go quickly."

Wen Hemian nodded and quickened his pace towards Wenyuan Pavilion.

As expected, the rest of the people had already arrived. One of the ministers who usually had a bad relationship with her stiffened his neck and snorted coldly, "Lord Wen, you are so arrogant that you made so many of us wait for you."

This was indeed her fault. Wen Hemian bowed his hands apologetically and said, "I'm sorry. I just met His Majesty and said a few words. I didn't pay attention. Thank you for your care."

She admitted it so readily that the person who started it was confused. He hesitated for a few words, and finally it was the Imperial College's chief academic officer Xu who smoothed things over: "You are all colleagues, and Lord Wen didn't mean it. Please sit down."

Wen Hemian gave him a grateful look, and then everyone started talking about the test questions.

The world in the book is a fictional world, but to be honest, the historical development is very similar to that of the world where Wen Hemian lives. The selection of test questions is limited, and it examines whether students are familiar with the classics and whether they know how to use them to govern the country.

Unfortunately, they did not learn much about practical subjects such as arithmetic. After all, many scholars despised people who were money-minded.

Wen Hemian took note of it secretly and planned to discuss the change when he had the chance in the future.

This discussion lasted a whole day.

After the first draft is completed, the details must be further finalized over the next few days before it is presented to the emperor. The time is tight and it is really stressful and one does not want to go through it a second time.

Power is fascinating, but it is also exhausting.

As soon as Wen Hemian finished sighing, Lord Xu caught up with her.

They didn't have much interaction in the past, but they unexpectedly got along well during the meeting.

The fifty-year-old Lord Xu was very optimistic about Wen Hemian and smiled: "I heard today that many of Lord Wen's opinions are quite novel. After all, we old guys are not as good as others."

Wen Hemian didn't dare to take it upon himself: "I just heard someone talk about it before, and I thought it was interesting, so I remembered it. Lord Xu's words make me feel a little ashamed."

Lord Xu expressed his disbelief: "You are still too modest. Being able to be a good imperial tutor already makes you much better than many people. The rumors in the court are just sour grapes. If they were really in this position, they might not be able to do as well as you."

Just take the time when the Ning Party was at its most glorious, how many people dared to stand up?

Wen Hemian is already one of the best.

Wen Hemian couldn't say that it was because of the mission, so she smiled and said, "Thank you for the praise, Lord Xu."

Lord Xu smiled and waved his hand, reminding her: "It's good to be aggressive, but if you don't retreat in time when there are storms in the court, even if you are favored, you can't guarantee that you won't get into trouble one day. Lord Wen is a smart man, he should understand what I'm saying."

Wen Hemian really understood.

She also knew that Lord Xu was not only reminding her, but was probably also warning her.

The Ning Party is on the decline, and it is self-evident who will be the next most powerful person in the court.

"Thank you for your kindness, Lord Xu."

Wen Hemian liked this kind of straightforward person. She had a calm attitude and curved her eyes: "This is the kingdom protected by my parents. I will not ruin it."

Lord Xu was startled. He looked at Wen Hemian and suddenly laughed: "I forgot about your identity."

The Wen family has been loyal for generations. They did not rebel even when Prince Huailing and his wife had a falling out with the royal family, and they have always protected the border. As their child, Wen Hemian cannot be crooked in his nature.

In the final analysis, Wen Hemian's achievements were too outstanding, and had long overshadowed his identity as the Prince of Huailing.