Amidst the arguments, there were still quite a few voices of support for Wen Hemian, but their strength was negligible and seemed rather weak in the eyes of most people.
Her subordinates only then realized that she hadn't said it to annoy people, but that she really had this idea and hadn't given up on it yet.
The imperial court was in an uproar, filled with noise and commotion.
Finally, everyone unanimously turned their attention to His Majesty, who was sitting on the dragon throne.
Rather than observing, it was more like a blatant test; everyone wanted to see whose side the emperor was on.
But most of them also felt that such an absurd suggestion was unlikely to be accepted by His Majesty, even if Wen Hemian was His Majesty's teacher. Otherwise, His Majesty would lose all authority.
Xie Lang could easily see what the ministers were thinking.
He remained silent for a long time, only staring at Wen Hemian with a deep and unfathomable gaze.
He adored her aloof and detached demeanor, but sometimes dark thoughts would arise in his mind, wanting to tear down this facade and make her heart move for him.
But in any case, that shouldn't be a stepping stone that puts her in a difficult position.
He remained silent on the matter, only coldly saying, "Dismiss the court first, I will have a chat with the Grand Tutor."
Regardless, there was no reprimand.
This means that, at least for now, their Emperor has no intention of breaking ties with Wen Hemian.
Wen Hemian's men breathed a sigh of relief, while those who had been egging him on were somewhat disappointed.
The ministers quickly dispersed like a tide, and Wen Hemian followed Lai Xi to the back hall.
Xie Lang took off his outer imperial robes and sat upright at the small table, clearly waiting for her.
Wen Heming sat opposite him.
Then he asked, "Was the Grand Tutor doing this on purpose?"
After the unexpected incident at the ancestral worship ceremony, people in the court were in a state of panic and almost forgot about it. Wen Hemian's statement at this time was clearly a way of drawing attention to himself.
Wen Hemian vaguely felt that these words sounded familiar, as if she had said them to someone.
She replied without changing her expression, "What do you mean by intentional or not? I don't understand."
Xie Lang laughed: "Grand Tutor, you passed the imperial examination at a young age and are exceptionally talented. Do you think there's anything you can't understand? If you do this and then reveal your identity, it will only provoke public anger."
It's not good for a little kid to be too smart.
Wen Heming said calmly, "We can choose not to announce it."
Anyway, she doesn't mind, but if it's done openly, Xie Lang will probably be furious.
As expected, Xie Lang immediately refused: "No."
Xie Lang certainly didn't mind being labeled a homosexual, but people dared not say anything to the emperor and would only place more criticism on the other person.
This could have been avoided, so why create a misunderstanding?
He narrowed his eyes, a hint of contemplation in his gaze: "The Grand Tutor brought this up at this particular time, could it be just to avoid me?"
Wen Heming remained unmoved, lifting his eyelids slightly: "What does Your Majesty think?"
Xie Lang's lips drooped listlessly: "Then it must be."
This was Xie Lang's own idea, not hers.
Having managed to turn the tide, Wen Hemian felt a little relieved, but not overly happy: "What does Your Majesty think of this matter? Are you also prepared to oppose it like those ministers?"
"That's not what I meant. I just think it's a bit too rushed."
Xie Lang finally spoke properly.
“They are anxious because this matter will affect their interests. Powerful families have always been a shackle on the monopoly of power. Once I deal with them one by one, this matter can be carried out smoothly.”
Wen Heming's objective assessment: "Very difficult..."
Xie Lang interrupted her: "But I guess you think I can do it."
The boy gazed at her and said softly, "I don't think women are necessarily inferior to men. If a precedent is set, they will try every means to prove themselves. At that time, no matter how much talk there is, it should be shut up."
“The powerful clans may seem like a behemoth, but they are rotten inside. Dealing with them is much easier than dealing with Ning Hechu.”
He is absolutely right.
However, this ease is only relatively easy; dealing with it still requires considerable effort and thought.
"Contains frost".
When she was suddenly called by her name, Wen Hemian almost didn't react. When she looked up, she noticed that Xie Lang's expression had become serious.
"I don't know what you want to do, but hurting yourself is not allowed, nor is slander."
Xie Lang said this almost through gritted teeth.
You could tell he was in a bad mood.
This was an emotion he had been suppressing in court, but he didn't let it out; he didn't want to lose his temper in front of Wen Heming.
Wen Heming lowered his eyes slightly: "No, Your Majesty should not be too quick to deal with those old ministers. They have followed Your Majesty from the beginning. If they are punished because of me, they will surely have something to say about you. As an emperor, you don't need to be so concerned about right and wrong. What's important is how to win people's hearts and do what needs to be done."
“I promised the Grand Tutor, and the Grand Tutor must also promise me.”
Xie Lang has also mastered negotiation skills.
He learned the method of equivalent exchange from Wen Heming.
Wen Hemian never expected that she would be the first one to be taken advantage of.
He was speechless for a moment: "I agree, Your Majesty."
The little brat is getting harder and harder to deal with.
Wen Hemian took a sip of tea to calm her nerves.
"Regarding the matter of girls' enrollment..." Xie Lang thought for a moment, "Let's put it aside for now and consider it later."
If this is promoted recklessly, there will be a lot of trouble in the imperial court.
Wen Heming nodded roughly.
Anyway, her original intention was not to force it to be promoted now. As long as she could plant a seed in the hearts of the ministers, that would be enough.
"If there is nothing else, I will take my leave now."
Wen Hemian was saying this when she tried to run away.
Just as she stood up, Xie Lang reached out and blocked her way, his eyes gleaming with a mischievous glint: "Why are you in such a hurry? Stay and have lunch."
Xie Lang had learned his lesson; since asking questions usually resulted in rejection, he simply didn't give Wen Hemian the chance to refuse.
He was an emperor, wasn't he?
Having failed to escape, Wen Hemian really didn't want to make up any other excuses to fool people. Thinking that such opportunities might not come around often in the future, she reluctantly nodded and said, "Alright."
A satisfied smile finally appeared on the boy's face.
The meal went well, and everyone behaved properly. However, Wen Hemian was adamant about leaving as soon as she finished eating.
Now Xie Lang had no reason to stop her anymore, and she was able to leave the palace smoothly.
The affairs in the court were quite a big deal, but within the time it takes to eat a meal, Wen Hemian returned to the Prince's Mansion. The mansion had already received many letters, some secretly inquiring about her intentions, and others simply seeking to rebuke her and vent her anger.
Uncle Lu frowned upon seeing this: "It's only because they don't know. If they did... they might as well each buy a block of tofu and smash their head against it! How can they compare to the young master in the slightest!"
As the old steward of the Prince's mansion, Uncle Lu had always been stern-faced and unsmiling, so this time he was unusually angry.
He was genuinely indignant on behalf of his young master.
"Without the young master, do they really think they can live such a peaceful life?"
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