Judging from Xie Lang's subtle tone, Wen Hemian had a feeling that he had misunderstood something, and her own words were indeed prone to misunderstanding...
She quickly interjected, "Your Majesty, stop thinking! What I meant was that some of the political views expressed in the storybooks have merit!"
Wen Hemian's calm and collected nature was rare among the officials. Everyone had changed to some extent after being beaten in the court, but Wen Hemian had hardly changed at all, except that he had become more adept at his methods.
In short, Xie Lang rarely saw her show any signs of panic, and he immediately became interested: "Then, Grand Tutor, could you tell me what admirable political views are found in that storybook?"
Xie Lang himself hadn't even read the storybook carefully; his attention was completely drawn to the daring illustrations. He didn't believe Wen Hemian had actually read it carefully either.
As expected, things went wrong, and Wen Hemian actually started reciting the contents of the storybook.
"For example, the idea of sending girls to school is a bit bold, but upon careful consideration, it is not without reason. Take the capital for example, many women are not only more talented than men, but also bold and meticulous. However, due to the current situation, they can only be good helpers in the inner quarters, which is a pity. Perhaps they can play a greater role in the court."
At the end, Wen Hemian's words carried a hint of a smile.
She was well aware of how unorthodox her idea was.
But if we're talking about being unconventional, isn't she herself a prime example of unconventionality?
Even if something cannot be accomplished overnight, she can still plant a seed, which will one day be nurtured and grown by future generations.
Xie Lang remained silent.
He pondered for a long time, his complex gaze lingering on Wen Hemian. He wasn't too shocked, but rather, amidst the surprise, he felt a pang of heartache.
He didn't know the Grand Tutor was a woman, but precisely because he did know, he understood even more clearly what her deeper considerations were behind her saying those words.
The world is tough, and it is even tougher for women. In her position, she cannot afford to make the slightest mistake. As people say, her very existence seems to be the biggest mistake.
Perhaps the silence had lasted too long, for Wen Hemian blinked and asked with a smile, "Was Your Majesty frightened by my idea?"
It was only in front of Xie Lang that Wen Hemian was confident in her teaching results; otherwise, she would not have easily revealed her thoughts to him.
"No," Xie Lang answered without hesitation. He suddenly smiled and said, "I just think that what the Grand Tutor said makes a lot of sense. I can try it if I have the chance in the future."
Many things are still unclear. Personally, Xie Lang wants to possess Wen Hemian exclusively, but rationally, he feels that Wen Hemian shouldn't be a bird kept in captivity.
Despite all his considerations, it didn't stop him from paving the way for Wen Heming.
If one day her identity is exposed, she can stand openly in front of everyone.
The answer was what Wen Hemian wanted, but the boy's overly intense gaze made her subconsciously turn her head to the side and say softly, "That's what I said, but we need to discuss the specifics further."
It's good that Xie Lang has ideas, but that's not the main issue right now; we can discuss it later.
"I know." Xie Lang considerately didn't say anything more.
Finally ending this strangely started topic, Wen Hemian secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "Ning Hechu will definitely not let this go after falling into this trap. Be careful, he will probably try to trip us up."
Partisan strife is essentially no different from mutual backstabbing; it's simply a matter of who's better.
Xie Lang nodded: "Mm."
Wen Hemian: "We still need to go back and give them a heads-up. That scheming old man surnamed Ning, if he can't touch us, he'll touch our men."
Both she and Xie Lang have special identities, and if something were to happen to them, it would be difficult to explain. It would be much easier for their subordinates to break through. Accidents are hard to prevent, which is really annoying.
Hearing Wen Hemian curse, Xie Lang smiled and said, "Grand Tutor is right, you old schemer."
Wen Hemian felt that this was a bad influence on the child, and was about to say something when she suddenly remembered: "Isn't it time for the envoys to come to the capital this year?"
The Great Zhao Kingdom was powerful and its border generals were capable. Even during the years of the most severe internal strife, the surrounding small countries did not find an opportunity to break through.
It goes without saying that they paid tribute every year, and every five years they would also go to the capital to show their sincerity.
Last time they came to the capital, no one had time to pay attention to them. Those envoys left after only a short stay at the post station in the capital. They couldn't be treated so perfunctorily this time either.
Xie Lang said, "Yes, I have already instructed the Court of State Ceremonial to make preparations."
Wen Hemian was still worried: "Have Lord Huo make the palace defenses even tighter."
In special circumstances, assassinations are inevitable, so safety is paramount.
Xie Lang: "Okay."
As soon as they finished talking, they heard Huo Ping's voice from outside: "Your Majesty, I have something to report."
"allow."
Huo Ping entered the imperial study as instructed and saw Wen Hemian inside. He hissed inwardly and couldn't help but take a second look.
No matter how you look at it, the Imperial Tutor looks exactly like a somewhat frail man, so why is he a woman?
Not long after learning the news, the young emperor went out with her. After not seeing each other for some time, Huo Ping found that she still couldn't quite accept the fact.
Judging from the young emperor's expression, he is not planning to expose this for the time being. So how should this be handled?
Huo Ping was deep in thought, unaware of Xie Lang's increasingly cold gaze fixed on him.
After waiting for a while without Huo Ping speaking, even Wen Hemian looked at him with some curiosity.
Until Xie Lang spoke coldly: "Commander Huo, are you here to put on a silent play for me?"
Huo Ping was startled, then suddenly came to his senses: "Your Majesty, no."
Wen Heming covered her lips to hide her smile.
Xie Lang sneered: "Then hurry up and speak!"
Upon hearing this, Huo Ping glanced at Wen Hemian with a slightly conflicted expression, as if wondering whether or not to speak.
Commander Huo was decisive and rarely hesitated like this. Wen Hemian understood his gaze and took the initiative to ask, "Is it something that's inconvenient for me to hear? Your Majesty, then I shall take my leave."
The questioning gaze turned to Xie Lang.
Xie Lang's expression softened, and his attitude changed so quickly that it seemed as if he had instantly become a different person: "It's not that it's inconvenient. If the Grand Tutor wants to stay, then he can stay."
Wen Hemian stood up: "Never mind, I'll go first. Your Majesty and Commander Huo can continue their conversation."
Wen Hemian didn't insist on knowing everything; if it was inconvenient for her, she simply wouldn't listen. Xie Lang's hesitant manner was rather amusing.
Xie Lang nodded: "Okay."
Wen Hemian calmly left the Imperial Study, and as Lai Xi closed the door, he quickly followed to see him off.
Only then did Xie Lang regain his composure, his quick change of expression leaving Huo Ping speechless.
"You're stammering. What did you find out during your investigation? Speak up."
Huo Ping's lips twitched, and he resigned himself to his fate and began to reply.
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