"No? No?"

Wen Yu pretended to be serious and said, "What's wrong? What's not allowed?"

Fish One: ...

If the princess kissed him, she could only call him by his name.

He was no longer as timid as before, and spoke out his true feelings: "When your subordinate and the princess are kissing, the princess cannot call other people's names. The princess cannot call other people's names when you are kissing your subordinate."

Yu Yi said seriously: "Princess, please call me by my name."

Wen Yu blinked: "But I don't know your name."

Fish One: ...

He really wanted to tell the princess, but he couldn't.

Wen Yu stopped teasing him and pinched his ear: "Isn't it time for you to go see your brother?"

Fish One: ...

He nodded, and naturally he would report Ning Xuanyan's decision to give up as soon as possible.

Wen Yu had just finished visiting Yue Lingfeng and had not even stepped out of the room when the emperor summoned her into the palace on time.

It’s easy to guess what the emperor wants her to do.

"Sister Imperial, you are here."

The emperor was rarely buried in memorials today. Instead, he was holding a cup of tea and sipping it slowly, looking extremely relaxed.

As soon as he saw Wen Yu, he raised his hand to call her over and said with a smile: "Xuan Yan's matter is the credit of my sister. What a beautiful woman trap, it solved my great worry without bloodshed."

Wen Yu said: "I only account for one third. He is not entirely because of me, but more because he is a good prince who loves the people."

emperor:……

"My sister thinks highly of him?"

"Don't you think highly of him?"

emperor:……

To some extent, the two of them are very similar in their thinking and behavior.

One is the predecessor who never got promoted, and the other is the current one who has got promoted.

If the emperor and Ning Xuanyan completely put aside their status conflict, they actually have a sense of mutual respect.

Wen Yu said: "Royal brother, you won't kill the donkey after it has done its work and take the opportunity to cut the grass and root it out, right?"

This was naturally the emperor's original intention.

Only by killing Xuan Yan can he rest completely at ease.

But now…

The emperor glanced at Wen Yu and asked instead, "What do you plan to do with him in the future, sister? Take him into the princess's mansion?"

Wen Yu smiled and said, "There's no need for me to make arrangements. He will make arrangements for himself."

emperor:……

"Oh, sister, there is one more thing. I have been thinking carefully about what you said the other day: 'standardize the wheels, the writing system, the ethics, and the weights and measures.'"

"After the four major passes are unified after the war and all the vassal states are incorporated into the territory of Dasheng, someone will still need to do this, spread Dasheng culture, let them learn and achieve cultural unity imperceptibly."

Wen Yu immediately said, "In the future, the whole world will speak Dasheng language. Just thinking about it makes me feel great. A thousand years later, your name will go down in history, and the younger generations will probably thank you."

If he could truly achieve unification, it would not be an exaggeration to say that he was the first person in history.

The emperor couldn't help laughing when he heard this: "My sister's name will surely go down in history."

He put down the teacup, coughed lightly and said, "Royal sister, I have fallen in love with someone, I wonder if you are willing to give it to me."

Wen Yu:?

"What do you mean I am willing to give it to you? Royal brother, are you interested in my man? Hiss - could it be Ning Xuanyan?"

emperor:……

His forehead twitched: "What are you thinking, sister? What I said is that I am impressed by his talent."

Wen Yu suddenly understood.

She was puzzled: "Royal brother, you need to ask me before hiring people? You didn't discuss with me when you hired Lu Ren to fight? Didn't you just let him go to the war? You didn't even ask for my opinion."

emperor:……

"This person is slightly different. Lu Ren is my general, so he naturally has to obey my orders. But strictly speaking, he belongs to my sister, so it depends on whether my sister is willing to give him the power."

Wen Yu disagreed: "What? Lu Ren is also my man."

emperor:……

He said helplessly: "That's not the point."

Wen Yu was still a little confused: "Royal brother, who are you talking about?"

"The president of Qingbei Women's College, Yang Cheng."

Wen Yu: ...

"Yang Cheng?"

The emperor nodded: "The academy was run by my sister, and he is the dean of the academy, so he is naturally your man. However, the life at the border is extremely difficult, are you willing to let him go?"

Wen Yu did not answer immediately, but asked: "Why do you like him?"

The emperor could not hide his admiration in his tone: "Even if I and my sister endorse you, it is not something that everyone can do to make the academy and the strict selection so popular."

"Especially the Academy. As my sister said, there are so many new disciplines that are difficult for ordinary people to accept, but he has led it to be well organized and thriving. This is what I like about him."

"He is the only one who can unify the culture at the border."

Wen Yu propped up her chin when she heard that, and the image of Yang Cheng wearing a mask and with sparkling eyes appeared in her mind.

When I handed the academy over to Yang Cheng, it was because I trusted him and thought he was capable.

Later, he indeed handed in a perfect answer.

And now, the emperor wants to entrust him with a more important task.

This task cannot be completed in a short time and may be his lifelong career.

Wen Yu pondered, "Does my brother really think he is the most suitable person?"

The emperor took a sip of tea and nodded without saying anything.

"Royal brother, in fact, as long as you give the order, he must go."

The emperor smiled and said, "I want him to go willingly. Only my sister can do this. It all depends on whether my sister is willing to let him go for the sake of cultural unification."

Wen Yu didn't say anything, but she knew in her heart that as long as she opened her mouth, Yang Cheng would not refuse.

And she was right.