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

Xie Lang still hadn't let go of his worries. He wanted to continue speaking, but Wen Hemian laughed first after he finished speaking: "I'm kidding. Between your majesty and I, do we still need to worry about the situation where the bow is put away after the bird is killed?"

Wen Hemian said it bluntly. Xie Lang was startled. After he realized what was happening, he shook his head repeatedly and said seriously, "Absolutely not."

This is worth believing.

Wen Hemian is not worried about this situation happening, she is worried about something else happening.

But it was also true that she didn't want Xie Lang's men to stay around her. She had a secret and it would be inconvenient for her to act if someone was watching her.

"That's it, isn't it?" Wen Hemian let go of the pitiful teacup and casually said, "After dealing with the Ning Party, the court will definitely be short of people. Shen Changyan and his friends should not be sent out for the time being. Stay in the court for emergency response."

These people were all personally examined by Xie Lang in the palace examination. It was unlikely that they would defect to the Ning Party. It was okay to keep them for emergency use, and their character could be observed slowly in the future.

With just one sentence, Xie Lang suppressed his desire to send Shen Changyan abroad.

He was lucky this time.

Wen Hemian shook his head with amusement.

Sometimes, Xie Lang’s thoughts are too easy to guess.

Of course, a big part of the reason is that this brat doesn't know how to hide it in front of her at all. He deliberately lets her guess it in order to coax her, right?

Wen Hemian didn't coax him.

She had finished what she needed to say. Just as she was about to leave, Xie Lang smiled and said, "I see that the Grand Tutor likes the newly brewed wine very much. Should I ask someone to send it to the palace?"

"Okay. Don't give it all to me, Your Majesty. Keep some for yourself."

Wen Hemian accepted his kindness calmly.

Xie Lang smiled and nodded, watching her leave.

It was not until he walked out of the Imperial Garden that Wen Hemian realized that his palms were sticky and stained with sweat, making him feel a little uncomfortable.

Even though he claimed to be the person in the world who was most familiar with Xie Lang, Wen Hemian had to admit that he could no longer face him in the same way as before.

No matter how close and trusting they were, Wen Hemian still had his bottom line.

The palace was the only place that could not be fully delivered.

Wen He's long eyelashes trembled slightly. He put his hands behind his back, looked at the rosy clouds in the sky, and murmured softly.

"Please don't let me down..."

-

The new scholars were gradually assigned to suitable positions to gain experience.

As the top scholar, Shen Changyan was awarded the position of editor in the Hanlin Academy.

Most of the top scholars in history started from this position and worked their way up step by step. Only Wen Hemian, who was appointed in a time of crisis, became a tutor as soon as she started her career. The end point of others was her starting point.

However, the skills and abilities she has demonstrated over the years are so good that it is impossible to criticize her on this point.

Absolute ability is always the best reason to convince people.

Wen Hemian didn't care about external evaluations because something happened that made her happy two days ago. In addition to sweet potatoes, the caravan brought back another high-yield crop - potatoes.

Potatoes that have not been domesticated yet are relatively small in size, but their high yield is enough to make up for this shortcoming. I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but these small potatoes are tastier than the potatoes that are cultivated with great effort today.

It is very good as a staple food.

Wen Hemian rarely went back to the kitchen. He made potato chips with thinly sliced ​​potatoes, sprinkled seasoning on them, and ate them happily one by one.

In modern times, even as a patient, she could not resist the temptation of puffed foods.

Qingyun also tried it and couldn't help but gasp, with regret in his eyes: "If there were more potatoes, it would be great. If the restaurants in Beijing used them to cook, I don't know how popular they would be."

"really."

Wen Hemian nodded in agreement.

Potatoes are a treasure food. They are delicious whether fried, stir-fried or cooked. I hope that as the production increases in the future, more people will be able to taste its deliciousness.

As usual, she sent someone to send some to Xie Lang.

As a result, the rewards arrived in the afternoon, and with them came His Majesty the Emperor himself.

Fortunately, everyone in the palace is used to it, otherwise they would be shocked.

Wen Hemian was a little confused: "What's so good about this reward?"

Xie Lang sat down with his feet raised: "The things were found by the Grand Master, but the blessings they brought will benefit the people of the world. What's wrong with me giving them a small reward?"

"I have never seen so many novel things before. I don't know which book Master Tai saw them from. They are always surprising."

Xie Lang mentioned it casually, without any intention of asking more questions, and quickly changed the subject: "Taifu, please take a look. These are newly delivered to the palace. Do you like them?"

Wen Hemian walked forward and casually opened a box, revealing a box of gorgeous and dazzling jewels. She paused visibly and said, "Aren't you being a little too blatant?"

Xie Lang smiled indifferently: "It's useless to keep them in the palace. Apart from the ones given to ladies during festivals, there are still many in the storehouse. Everyone in the palace is Taifu's own people, so there is no need to worry about the news leaking out."

Xie Lang actually had a simple idea. Rather than leaving it in the palace and being embezzled by others without being noticed, it would be better to give it all to Wen Hemian. She could keep the ones she liked, and she would find a use for the ones she didn't like.

Wen Hemian took a deep breath and closed the box: "Don't do this next time. It's not necessary."

She wanted to save these things for her future lover, but then she thought about the current situation and decided to keep quiet.

The more you talk, the more confused it becomes.

Xie Lang insisted: "It's useful."

The originally harmonious atmosphere fell into a sudden silence after this sentence was uttered.

Xie Lang was obedient most of the time, but he was stubborn about some things. Wen Hemian thought it was not a big problem and did not correct him, but now he finally tasted the bitter fruit.

But she was the one who taught such a person. She taught him how to pave the way and how to control things with the heart of an emperor. Now, how many people in this world can refute him?

After a moment, she compromised: "Never mind, it's useful."

Anyway, it's the same use if it's converted into hard cash.

Others may not dare to touch the things bestowed by His Majesty the Emperor, but Wen Hemian did.

"It's given by me, Master, just accept it."

Xie Lang's handsome features spread into a smile, and after his majestic aura faded away, he looked like a young man full of vigor and vitality.

He had a reason: "How can this compare to what the Grand Tutor has given me over the years? No one can find fault with this."

Xie Lang sometimes wondered if this was a dream. Is there really someone in the world who could do such a thing and yet ask for nothing?

If possible, he would like Wen Hemian to be more selfish. As long as she asked for something, he would be sure that he could keep her.

Power, emperor, money, or fame, there is nothing he cannot give.

But Wen Hemian didn't seem to care that much.

He was a little frustrated and a little panicked.

He was afraid that this person would quietly leave when he was not paying attention.