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

After the trip to the side hall, Xie Lang seemed to have instantly retracted all his minions and no longer hung around Wen Hemian.

Normally, they discussed matters in a businesslike manner and rarely left her alone. The speed at which things developed was beyond Wen Hemian's expectations.

It's like preparing a lot of things but having nowhere to use them, making people's energy go in the wrong direction.

suffocated.

Recently, everyone in the cabinet has been nervous, and there has been a lot of sarcasm in their words. Especially after they noticed that the young emperor had started to take action against the Ning Party, those belonging to the royalist faction all felt proud and spoke with a little more confidence.

Wen Hemian usually didn't participate in their conversations. She would just dismiss what they said. Everyone was so angry that they dared not say anything, staring at her with eyes full of anger.

Damn, she’s so powerful with the support of her father and the little emperor!

Ning Hechu looked around with interest, and when his eyes fell on the memorial in his hand, his eyebrows raised: "Proposing that girls be admitted to school? Master Wen?"

Hearing someone mention him, Wen Hemian finally raised his head, looked over, and nodded calmly: "Yes, it's me. What do you think, Prime Minister Ning?"

Before Ning Hechu could even open his mouth to speak, a member of the Ning Party standing beside him could not help but jump up and down: "What do you mean by girls being allowed to go to school? This has never been the case since ancient times. It's ridiculous! It's ridiculous!"

"That's right. Men work outside and women work inside. This is the rule passed down by our ancestors. How can it be changed just because of your words? Isn't this against the principles of heaven and morality?"

"If girls were really allowed to go to school, everything would be messed up!"

It was like a stone was suddenly thrown into the calm water. The originally quiet scene instantly became noisy. The Ning Party couldn't wait to point their spearheads at Wen Hemian, as if they wanted to have a good talk about it.

Wen Hemian is a low-key person, and she does things in an upright manner. Normally, the censors fail to impeach her to any real extent. Now that she has taken the initiative to reveal a big handle, how can they not seize it?

Not to mention them, even some people who have always been on good terms with Wen Hemian didn't understand what she was doing.

Everyone looked at each other in confusion, and for a moment no one could find anyone to talk to.

Wen Hemian's expression did not change from beginning to end. He just smiled as they criticized him. Finally, he said, "You all speak so badly of women. Have you forgotten that you were also born under women's skirts? Then what are you?"

Killer.

The whole hall was silent.

The ones who were shouting the most cheerfully suddenly blushed and choked with breath, not knowing where to vent.

Ning Hechu smiled and clapped his hands, saying meaningfully: "Master Wen is really sharp-tongued."

Wen Hemian nodded gracefully: "Thank you for the compliment, you too."

A controversy sparked by the admission of girls to school came to an end.

The people on Wen Hemian's side seemed to have figured something out, and they all whispered, "You are really amazing. You blocked the other side with just a few words."

"High! It's really high!"

Wen Hemian felt a little embarrassed by their praise.

They thought she did it on purpose, but in fact, she really thought so!

Wen Hemian had no intention of telling them the truth for the time being, and all of them responded with unfathomable smiles.

Suddenly, everyone felt more confident and walked away with their heads held high.

Somehow, she ended up walking with Ning Hechu again.

This person had been quiet for a while, so quiet that it was frightening. Perhaps he found today's events particularly interesting, so he smiled and asked, "Does Master Wen really think so?"

Wen Hemian said calmly: "Is this important?"

Ning Hechu shook his head and changed his tone: "I think Master Wen and His Majesty have become more distant recently. Outsiders cannot see the reason, but I can."

"Then what do you want to say?" Wen Hemian turned his head away.

Ning Hechu suddenly lowered his voice and asked an irrelevant question: "Master Wen, do you want to know how the late emperor died?"

Wen Hemian recalled the plot of the original book: "He died of illness."

Having said that, looking at Ning Hechu's expression, she suddenly had a bad feeling.

"Wrong." Ning Hechu raised his finger and shook it. His smile suddenly turned cold and his voice became much colder: "... He was chopped off his hands and feet, stuffed into a jar, and died in agony."

Isn’t that a human pig?

Wen Hemian felt a chill down his spine, and stared at Ning Hechu with a little more wariness.

Ning Hechu laughed twice, and then said happily: "Why are you looking at me like that, Master Wen? Do you think it's true?"

Wen Hemian almost called him a lunatic: "Is Prime Minister Ning here just to scare me?"

"Of course not. I just want to tell Master Wen that everyone in the royal family is sick." He stroked his sleeves and laughed cheerfully, "When I am cleared out one day, who knows if you will be the next one to be killed?"

"The Wen family holds military power and has great prestige. If he really wants to hold power, who do you think would be a thorn in his side?"

Wen Hemian's eyes were calm: "This tactic of sowing discord won't work on me."

Ning Hechu declined to comment: "Then let's wait and see."

Wen Hemian thought, I’m afraid you won’t be able to wait until that day.

After the two men fought for a while, Ning Hechu left first.

Wen Hemian breathed a sigh of relief, calmed down, and just as he was about to leave, he was blocked by someone coming from another corner.

The short day was full of ups and downs.

Wen Hemian braked suddenly and was speechless for a moment: "...Your Majesty."

The speaker is intentional, and the listener is also intentional.

Wen Hemian would indeed not be provoked into dissension, but Ning Hechu's words just now still made her heart beat fast, and she felt a sense of horror when she saw Xie Lang.

If what they had investigated in Mingzhou before was as they had guessed, then perhaps there really was some clue to the death of the late emperor?

The palace was in great chaos at that time. The late emperor had to die sooner or later. Wen Hemian's first thought was to find Xie Lang, and he didn't care at all what happened in the late emperor's bedroom.

Afterwards, he was hastily buried and the matter came to an end.

I never thought it would be dug up again after so many years.

"Master..."

As soon as Xie Lang spoke, Wen Hemian interrupted him: "Your Majesty, did you hear what he said just now? Don't worry, I won't believe it. I can still tell who is an enemy and who is a friend."

I won't believe it, but I'll consider it.

Wen Hemian concealed this.

She didn't know if Xie Lang had noticed it, but after a moment, he showed a sunny smile on his face and said calmly, "That's good. I also believe in the Master and the Wen family. What he said about seizing military power is pure nonsense."

He said in a gentle voice: "As long as the Master is alive, I will not take action against the Wen family."

Wen Hemian: “…”

Why call him wolf cub? Just call him little lunatic.