Perhaps because she had been thinking about the glass that she hadn't yet finished making before she left, Meng Wan sent a letter to the capital as soon as she made her work in the workshop.

However, the timing was not ideal, as it coincided with the ancestral worship ceremony. After much deliberation, Uncle Jiang still sent someone to deliver the message to the imperial palace.

There have always been many skilled craftsmen in ancient times. Yun Qing had understood this before, but she did not expect to see results so quickly. Moreover, Meng Wan was thinking of her and said that she had already sent several pieces to the capital. Yun Qing would be able to see the finished product soon.

Her voice was so excited that Xie Rang could hear it from outside the door. Fortunately, everyone here was his own, so there was no risk of his secret being leaked. He raised his hand and knocked on the door.

"Your Majesty, please come in."

Yun Qing knew without asking who was looking for her, while Xie Rang never used the small middle door and always used the main entrance properly, which perfectly embodied the demeanor of an emperor.

Seeing the smile on the Grand Tutor's face, Xie Rang felt a little happier: "It's a good thing."

Yun Qing was stunned for a moment before realizing that he might have overheard something outside. He pursed his lips and said, "Yes, I don't know how big it is. I will definitely show it to His Majesty first."

"Whether I've looked at it or not is unimportant; as long as the Grand Tutor likes it, that's all that matters."

Xie Rang still remembers the expression on the Grand Tutor's face when she saw the glass bottle. Her eyes were dazzling, as if nothing in the world could catch her eye. He was more curious about these novelties than he was truly fond of them. The key was that the Grand Tutor liked them.

Yun Qing tapped his forehead without hesitation: "What are you saying? Your Majesty deserves the best in the world."

[It's a pity there's a lack of raw materials in the capital, otherwise we could have had someone try it in the workshops there. Sooner or later we'll have to replace the windows in the little tyrant's study; such a handsome child, he absolutely mustn't become nearsighted.]

"By the way, I remember Your Majesty hasn't learned riding and archery yet. You should start learning after you return to the palace."

[I almost forgot, the Tartars are going to come to the capital to pay tribute at the end of this year. Historically, the minor tyrants were still biding their time at this time and were thoroughly humiliated. Now that I'm here, I can't allow this to happen.]

Yun Qing has solid professional knowledge and happens to be studying this dynasty. She is quite clear about some minor details. It is impossible for her to bully her students in front of her!

"Why."

Hearing Xie Rang sigh, Yun Qing asked, puzzled, "What's wrong? Is His Majesty dissatisfied with my arrangements?"

Xie Rang dared not express dissatisfaction, for they were clearly thinking of him in every way. He said in a low voice, "Then won't I have even less time to see the Grand Tutor?"

[So that's what I was worried about after thinking about it for so long?]

Yun Qing chuckled: "If Your Majesty doesn't mind, I may stay in the palace for a while longer."

Yun Qing's identity is inconvenient, and as long as he doesn't stay overnight too often, he can more or less satisfy the little tyrant. His worries are unnecessary.

"It's settled then."

Xie Rang got a satisfactory answer and didn't care about anything else.

But Yunqing couldn't help but say, "The imperial cause must ultimately be upheld by Your Majesty alone; your studies must not be neglected."

[Poor child, at this age in modern times, he would be pampered by his family, but in ancient times he has to learn how to govern the country. What a tragedy.]

However, the circumstances are not the same. The lifespan of people in ancient times was much shorter than that of modern people, and precocious intelligence was common.

Xie Rang snuggled up to Yun Qing, hugged her arm, and said affectionately, "I won't be alone, the Grand Tutor is here."

Yun Qing remained noncommittal.

I hope you can continue to trust me.

-

The ancestral worship ceremony finally concluded on the fifteenth of July.

After eating vegetarian food for more than half a month, Yun Qing felt that the officials' faces had turned green, and they couldn't wait to leave.

The Right Vice Censor-in-Chief remained calm. Despite Yun Qing being watched by secret guards these past few days, he showed no remorse and continued doing what he was supposed to do.

What he didn't know was that Xie Rang had already found a leader for the matter he had asked Lin Chen to investigate, and by the time he returned to the city, his good days would be over.

Everyone knows that the young emperor is no longer the same young emperor. Yun Qing decided to entrust this matter to Xie Rang to handle in full, in order to prevent him from being unable to establish prestige in the court for a long time.

History often repeats itself. Yun Qing knew that she couldn't take too much power, otherwise, when Xie Rang eliminated the opposition and took power one day, she would become the first person to attract attention for her great influence.

Things might get complicated by then.

To Yunqing's surprise, the journey back was incredibly smooth; no one attempted an assassination. She wondered to herself, "Could they be plotting something big?"

Xie Rang disagreed: "There are too many people around right now. If we take action, we might accidentally hurt innocent people. Not everyone in the court is on their side. The powerful families will not tolerate any major moves by them."

Speaking of aristocratic families, it is actually a legacy of history. Leaving aside the special case of the Li family, the existence of other aristocratic families once reached the point where they could threaten the imperial power, and most of the official positions in the court were monopolized by them.

It was only after the emperors of later generations adopted the imperial examination system that the situation improved somewhat, but the foundation and power of the aristocratic families were still unimaginable.

Liang Zhigong's foundation was ultimately shallow, and he was not yet able to contend with these behemoths. Moreover, the Prince of Pingjiang had the ambition to become emperor, so he felt there was no need to provoke him. If necessary, he would probably hope to get help from the aristocratic families.

After a moment's thought, Yun Qing understood the key point, which made her even more speechless at Jiao Wenli's behavior.

"What was he after? He failed to assassinate me and ended up offending a whole bunch of people?"

Yun Qing couldn't understand this person's thought process. After all, the commotion on the first night was quite significant. Although no one died in the end, it inevitably caused dissatisfaction among some ministers.

Some well-informed individuals might be able to find out a bit of information later on.

"They probably wanted to show their loyalty to me." Xie Rang was still furious when he thought of this. This action completely crossed his bottom line. "My relationship with the Grand Tutor is not what outsiders speculate, so naturally I don't need such blind loyalty."

If they dare to target the people around him now, who knows what outrageous things they might do in the future.

[You know what, I think this line of thought might actually make sense.]

Yun Qing realized: "Indeed."

[He should be handed over to the Minister of the Court of Judicial Review so he can see what a truly upright and incorruptible official looks like. He thinks he can extort money with just his words? What a joke!]

If we were to name the most memorable person among all the civil and military officials in the court, it would undoubtedly be Gu Yun, the Minister of the Court of Judicial Review. He was diligent and conscientious in his work, unafraid to arrest people with power, and his judgments were fair and just. His reputation was excellent.

[It's a pity he's so worried about his sickly son... Speaking of which, should I ask Mr. Yu to take a look?]