Should we go further away from Cui Yuanzhao?

Hearing this instruction, Wang Jingze nodded gently and closed the door.

He began to ponder his father's intention in saying this, and considering his earlier statement that there might be some turmoil in the court, it seemed not difficult to guess the deeper meaning behind his actions.

The turmoil in the court mostly stemmed from numerous trivial matters, with ministers arguing endlessly and each holding their own opinion.

The other half was mostly due to his friend's father, who was the prime minister.

Wang Jingze instantly understood: his father didn't want others to think he was too close to the prime minister's lineage, otherwise some problems would arise...

Although Wang Jingze and Cui Yuanzhao have always had a good relationship and are very close, what is puzzling is that their fathers did not actually have a particularly deep relationship.

On the surface, Wang Tianze occasionally interacted with the prime minister, but Wang Jingze, as the son, knew very well that his father was not in the prime minister's lineage.

Based on his understanding of his father over the past few years and the issues he has observed in various matters, he believes that his father is more like His Majesty's man.

"Forget it, why am I thinking so much? How can the son of a minister have so many things to worry about..."

Wang Jingze muttered something under his breath and walked away from the study.

After Wang Jingze left, another figure walked into the dark and secluded courtyard.

If you look closely, you'll find that it's the same servant who greeted Wang Jingze at the gate earlier.

The servant walked to the door and said in a low voice, "Master, after the young master left, he went straight back to his room to rest and hasn't come out since."

"knew."

The emotionless voice made the servants even more convinced that the master was hiding something.

After an unknown amount of time, just as the servants were about to take their leave, suspecting that Wang Tianze had given no further instructions, a sound came from inside the room again.

"Send these two books to the palace."

The next moment, the study door opened.

The servant took the two books and saw Wang Tianze's extremely serious face.

"I'll deliver it first thing tomorrow morning..."

On the surface, the servants were just inconspicuous gatekeepers in the Minister's mansion, but in reality, they were the Minister Wang Tianze's confidants, and many things that could not be done in public for a short period of time were done by them.

The items sent to the palace were not being delivered for the first time; they would often go through multiple hands to ensure they would not be exposed.

"As soon as possible," Wang Tianze said, adding at the end, "Give it to the silver gong in the patrol team."

"clear."

Without being asked, the servants knew perfectly well that the master's instructions were absolutely correct.

He tucked the two books into his pocket and jogged out of the mansion.

Although he was very curious about the two books in his arms, he didn't have the slightest courage to look at them.

Patrol teams can be seen everywhere after the curfew.

Since the master only said to give it to the silver gong in the patrol team, without specifying who it should be given to, the effect should be the same.

The servants found the nearest patrol team and handed over the items.

Upon learning that it was something the Minister was to deliver to His Majesty, the lead silver gong immediately broke away from the group and headed towards the palace.

In less than half an hour, the two books were placed in front of Wu Lanxi.

One of the books features a cover with just a few strokes that make one blush.

As Wu Lanxi's personal maid, Lin Wan'er spent almost all her time with the empress. At this moment, she was also in the palace and was peeking out.

The next second, she suddenly blushed, and when she spoke, her breathing became heavier.

"How could Wang Tianze send such a book here? This is utterly disrespectful..."

Wu Lanxi remained unfazed. "Since Lord Wang sent it, he must have his reasons. What, you've already fallen for a young lady just by looking at a picture? Or should I issue a decree to betroth you to some young master?"

Lin Wan'er turned her head away, "No way, besides, Your Majesty, aren't you still a young girl yourself..."

As he spoke, his voice grew softer and softer.

Lin Wan'er simply turned her head to look to the side.

The other book's cover simply reads, "The world is unjust, I am ** (a slang term for someone who is injustice or persecution)."

Upon seeing these words, Lin Wan'er was immediately startled. She stared wide-eyed at the book and pointed a finger at it.

Wu Lanxi noticed Lin Wan'er's trembling hand and followed the gaze, also discovering a few words on the book.

His eyebrows instantly furrowed tightly together.

"What does Lord Wang mean by this? Could it be that he..."

Wu Lanxi shook her head vigorously, "No, Lord Wang would never have any ulterior motives, I believe him."

But how do you explain him sending such a book?

Wu Lanxi was equally puzzled.

But she believed that Wang Jingze had his reasons for doing so, so she reached out and picked up the book, turning the pages to read it.

Wu Lanxi reads extremely fast, especially after discovering it was a story novel, which made Lin Wan'er, who was reading alongside her, struggle to keep up.

It's the story of a nobody who, seeing the world in chaos and the people suffering, bravely rose up in rebellion.

Wu Lanxi wasn't particularly interested in these kinds of stories, and she turned the pages of the book very quickly.

They usually don't stay for long.

But gradually, her hands slowed down as she turned the pages.

Sometimes they might even linger on a particular page for a long time.

A story that wasn't very long ended up taking Wu Lanxi nearly two hours, and it was already late at night.

Even after closing the book, certain words from it would still appear before Wu Lanxi's eyes.

The words spoken through the protagonist's mouth.

"Water can carry a boat, but it can also capsize it..."

"When the Great Way prevails, the world belongs to all..."

There is no single way to govern the world, nor is there a single way to make a country prosperous by following ancient laws…

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