It's hard to say who bears more responsibility in this matter.
Wen Hemian was somewhat surprised that Xie Lang could ask her questions in front of her.
She put down the matter she was dealing with and asked, "Does Your Majesty have anything you would like to ask me?"
Originally, I didn't want to be honest, but I was held back by Xie Lang's feelings and the suddenly strange relationship between them.
Now that Xie Lang knows how to restrain himself, he no longer has so many so-called concerns.
Wen Hemian was also giving him a chance to ask all the questions he wanted to ask.
Knowing this little brat's opportunistic nature, Wen Hemian was prepared to spend the whole morning answering. After all, no matter how you looked at it, this kind of thing was a bit out of touch with the times and shocking.
Unexpectedly, Xie Lang shook his head with a faint smile, looking quite pleased: "No matter what, the Grand Tutor is still my Grand Tutor, and that will not change."
Asking so many questions about the past is pointless.
Regardless, they've come this far, and the present moment is what matters most.
Wen Hemian was stunned for a moment, his gaze towards him changed, and then he smiled: "It's good that Your Majesty thinks this way."
At least it didn't betray her trust.
Bad bamboo produces good shoots; Emperor Shun should be grateful, otherwise the Great Zhao dynasty would have changed hands long ago.
Xie Lang stared at her intently for a few moments, and just as Wen Hemian was about to feel a chill run down her spine, he finally asked, "Has the Grand Tutor thought about when to reveal his identity, or whether to keep it a secret forever?"
Wen Hemian paused for a moment, without giving a definite answer, only saying, "We'll discuss this after this matter is settled."
It seems that it won't happen for the time being. Xie Lang lowered his eyes and chuckled, concealing his thoughts that were about to be revealed.
Lately, Wen Hemian has been finding it increasingly difficult to understand him. However, as he has grown up, he has learned to hide his emotions, which is a good thing for an emperor. Apart from feeling that something is a little strange, she doesn't have any other particular feelings.
The solemn and serious confession scene she had imagined did not occur. Instead, because Xie Lang had known about it in advance, Wen Hemian's long-standing tension suddenly eased.
Her eyes curved into crescents, a delicate, beautiful light shimmering within them: "Your Majesty's actions make me feel that my initial choice was correct."
When she first received the task, Wen Hemian was apprehensive. She was just a history researcher and had never been a teacher. However, she was to train an emperor. With the pressure on her shoulders, she struggled for a long time to figure it out.
Most of the time, Wen Hemian's emotions were actually easy to guess. Xie Lang saw approval and relief in her eyes, but unfortunately, they didn't contain what he wanted.
He blinked, suppressing the bittersweet emotions welling up inside him, and said half-jokingly, "Then I should be happy. Hasn't the Grand Tutor always wanted me to be a wise ruler? Now I should be considered one."
"certainly."
Wen Hemian did not deny it. She rested her chin on her hand and unconsciously tapped her cheek with her fingertip as she spoke, showing an extremely relaxed posture: "However, the road to becoming an emperor is long and arduous. When all the troubles are eliminated, I hope Your Majesty will not forget your original intention. Only when you have someone trustworthy by your side will you not be lonely."
Throughout history, there have been many emperors who held immense power and glory, but the further they went, the more alienated they became from those around them, until finally they had no one left to confide in.
Wen Hemian did not want Xie Lang to become like this in the future.
Xie Lang was not worried at all: "With the Grand Tutor here, it won't happen."
Wen Hemian smiled gently: "Perhaps there are other confidants. Besides, among so many ministers, is there not a single one whom His Majesty trusts?"
Sensing Wen Hemian's underlying meaning, Xie Lang nearly bit his teeth to pieces. He took a deep breath to barely suppress his anger: "I appreciate the Grand Tutor's kindness, but they are still lacking. Let's talk about it another time."
Wen Hemian met his gaze with a kind expression, looking somewhat troubled. Why did he suddenly become unhappy while they were talking?
The matter was simply glossed over.
Wen Hemian didn't want to work overtime that night. Seeing that he didn't respond further, she started looking at the memorials in her hand again. The ones that could be sent to her or Xie Lang were all quite important.
Last year, a severe drought struck the north, destroying many houses and displacing countless people. This greatly increased the pressure on the government to provide disaster relief, prompting them to plead with the imperial court for grain and funds. Meanwhile, bandits were emerging in various places, but the local officials turned a blind eye. The people appealed all the way to the capital...
Anyway, there's so much going on, it's dizzying to watch.
This also makes it clear that deep-seated problems still exist within the Dazhao Kingdom.
In any case, purging the court as soon as possible is a good thing for the people's livelihood and the stability of the country.
Xie Lang stared at Wen Hemian resentfully for a while, his gaze secretly sweeping over her fair neck. He really wanted to take a bite, but he didn't dare, so he could only suppress his frustration. Just as he looked away, he heard Wen Hemian call him: "Your Majesty."
"?" He looked up.
Wen Hemian casually raised the memorial in his hand: "Are you aware that Ning Hechu has a very close relationship with the Right Commander of the Five Armies?"
Wu Yun, the Right Commander of the Five Armies, may not be a name you hear often in daily life, but when it comes to important military and political matters, how many people can be simple-minded?
Wen Hemian knew that Ning Hechu was secretly trying to win people over, but the fact that he was brought up this time meant that he had gone too far in doing so, and she had to take it seriously.
"I know," Xie Lang said. "I sent people to investigate. Back when the eunuch faction was at its peak, Ning Hechu was still working at the Censorate. It was he and several colleagues who spoke up for him, which saved Wu Yun from imprisonment."
Thinking of something, Xie Lang frowned in disgust: "This Wu Yun is no good either. Not only did he force a woman into prostitution, but he also defiled his own sister-in-law. Afterwards, he acted as if nothing had happened and even managed to get this position. It was expected that he could associate with Ning Hechu; they were just going along with each other."
Xie Lang wasn't unaware of the despicable things some people had done, but he couldn't touch them for the time being. However, he remembered every single one of them.
When the list in his heart is made public one day, many people will suffer.
After speaking with emotion, Xie Lang changed his tone: "Grand Tutor, there is no need to worry too much. The Five Armies Camp is deeply entrenched, and he cannot make decisions alone. If anyone dares to harbor disloyal thoughts, the Left Commander will suppress them in advance."
The balance of power is essentially a balance of interests, especially for those in high positions. Wu Yun's position involves far more than just a few interests; whatever he wants to do, he must first consider whether his subordinates agree.
"No, what I mean is, could we give him some bait, so that he can help us lure the snake out of its hole while we're keeping it under our control?"
Wen Hemian gestured for him to come over and look at the memorial in his hand: "This should be a memorial that was suppressed. It probably slipped in by accident. You see, some of the censors have already noticed the problem."
Not everyone in the Ning Party can be as meticulous as Ning Hechu. They try every means to deceive others so that their actions are not exposed. But the net of heaven is vast and its meshes are wide, yet nothing escapes it. There are always a few who slip through the net and get caught.
Just like the one Wen Hemian is holding.
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