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

But it only lasted for a brief moment.

Wen Hemian turned around and said sarcastically, "I am not my parents' biological son, so how can I be Prime Minister Ning?"

Even if Ning Hechu has extraordinary powers, you can't dig out her soul and take a look, right?

"I didn't mean that." Anyone could tell that Wen Hemian was being sarcastic. Ning Hechu was almost choked by the sudden demotion. Then he smiled and whispered, "I just want to remind Master Wen that some secrets should be kept hidden for life."

Wen Hemian said calmly: "Then Prime Minister Ning won't have to worry about it."

Although Ning Hechu did accidentally reveal her biggest secret, she didn't think he really knew it.

Xie Lang found the little monk in advance, and maybe he spread some news outside to confuse Ning Hechu. As long as she doesn't feel guilty and stands firm, Ning Hechu won't be able to do anything to her.

Even if we take a step back, there is no reliable way to verify blood ties in this era.

It took overtime to re-set the questions. Except for Xu Jijiu and Wen Hemian, all the examiners who set the questions were secretly investigated. Fortunately, no other people who were partial to their own interests were found.

When I finished everything and returned home, it was already the hour of Xu.

Qingyun's eyes were filled with distress: "The capital has been in turmoil recently. How can your body bear it if you continue to be so busy?"

The weak fetus caused by the princess' premature birth did have some impact after all. Although Wen Hemian looked healthy, he actually could not overwork. The several illnesses he had in the past few years were mostly caused by fatigue and worry.

But Wen Hemian was used to being sick in modern times, and didn't think a few minor illnesses were a big deal.

Qingyun suddenly brought up this topic, which made her reconsider the idea she had put aside previously.

"After these busy days are over..." Wen Hemian seemed to be thinking about something, with a faint smile in his eyes, "I will go to His Majesty to resign from the position of Minister of Personnel, and then I will have free time."

Wen Hemian had not originally planned to stay in this position for long. During her time in office, she had already been examining subordinates who could take over, and now she already had a suitable candidate in mind.

Just wait until the time comes and give way to someone more capable.

I believe no one can refuse a wonderful retirement life.

"Very good." Qingyun smiled. "The prince and princess have been talking about you every year. When you have some free time, you can take me to the border to have a look."

Qingyun is always by Wen Hemian's side. Basically, she goes wherever Wen Hemian goes. She also wants to see the magnificent scenery outside the Great Wall, so she is naturally looking forward to it.

Anyway, I have been thinking about going out for a while.

Wen Hemian agreed without any pressure: "Okay, I'll take you wherever we go."

The smile on Qingyun's face deepened.

-

Examination cheating is a big deal.

Huo Ping acted quickly and took control of all the people who were related to the case. As for the candidates, they only knew that some people around them had been arrested, and no one dared to inquire about the specific reasons.

In this case, there was no need to worry about someone committing a crime against the law, and the third exam was quickly carried out smoothly. The next step was to wait for the papers to be marked and the results to be announced.

However, before marking the papers, a dedicated person will cover the names on the papers, and there will be a short breathing period in between.

Wen Hemian no longer had to hide at home to avoid suspicion. After she finished her official duties, she went to the Dali Temple to inquire about the case.

After the last Mingzhou case, Dali Temple Minister Chen Yi had basically been completely classified as a member of the royalist faction and could not stay out of it.

There is no need to hide anything in front of Wen Hemian.

The matter is clear and the investigation is not difficult.

What’s interesting is that this incident really has nothing to do with Ning Hechu.

The root cause was that the examiner named Fei's wife was seriously ill, and his salary was not enough to cover the exorbitant medical expenses, which gave him the idea of ​​selling questions to make a living.

Originally, he just wanted to sell the questions to Xun Si for emergency help, but he didn't expect that the father and son had evil thoughts and secretly sold the questions to more people, which led to the situation becoming even more uncontrollable.

How can I put it? It's so hateful and pitiful.

After Chen Yi finished speaking, he was silent for a long time: "Fei Yuan came to Beijing from Zhangzhou, thousands of miles away. He is diligent and honest, and he and his wife are a young couple. But he loves his wife deeply. Have you ever considered what will happen to those candidates whose future is affected?"

He has his own difficulties, but what about the candidates? Don’t they have their own difficulties?

"He deserves it."

Wen Hemian sighed with mixed feelings.

"His intentions were good, but what he did was wrong and he has to bear the consequences himself."

Matters involving feelings are always the most complicated, and no one can specifically say whether they are right or wrong.

However, through Chen Yi's words, Wen Hemian still caught a glimpse of some flaws in Dazhao's treatment of officials.

Relatively high salaries can certainly reduce official corruption to a certain extent, but this is only a guarantee for the officials themselves. If someone in their family becomes seriously ill, especially some officials without deep roots, they may still lose everything and eventually have to go astray.

Chen Yi sighed: "It can only be like this."

After understanding the situation, Wen Hemian decided to go to the palace.

In the past, she had to symbolically take out her badge, but now she could just scan her face. When the guards at the palace gate saw her coming, they would make way from a distance and let her in.

Wen Hemian was silent.

No wonder some imperial censors always disliked her. They were used to it and didn't pay much attention to it, but now they suddenly realized that they were indeed a bit too high-profile in some aspects.

But it’s okay to be high-profile. Ning Hechu is more high-profile than her.

Wen Hemian comforted himself, borrowed a horse from a palace guard, and rode to the imperial study.

It’s so far, how long will it take to walk there?

In the whole world, apart from Xie Lang, she was the only one who dared to ride a horse in the palace. No one stopped her, and she arrived at the imperial study smoothly.

Perhaps she heard the noise in advance, when Wen Hemian came down, she found Xie Lang was already waiting for her at the door.

The young man was standing there in casual clothes, tall and strong, with a noble aura, splendid and handsome. When he suddenly glanced at her, his eyes lit up like a puppy wagging its tail.

"Teacher!"

Ever since she intentionally wanted to distance themselves from each other, Wen Hemian seldom came to the palace on her own initiative. Xie Lang had been holding back for a long time, and when she took the initiative again, his joy was beyond words.

Wen Hemian was slightly distracted.

She got off her horse and said, "I have something to tell your Majesty."

Xie Lang subconsciously raised his hand to touch her, but Wen Hemian avoided him calmly. The smile on his face froze a little: "Let's go in and talk."

Wen Hemian nodded and followed him into the imperial study.

The person outside immediately closed the door, as if afraid that she would run away.

Wen Hemian: “…”

She touched her nose, told him about Fei Yuan, and continued to talk about her own thoughts.

"...I want to ask, within the scope of your ability, can Dazhao also establish a system to protect officials?"

Many of the words Wen Hemian said were unfamiliar, but Xie Lang had been with her for so long that he could guess them based on the context.

He looked away: "Master..."