Yun Qing calmed down: "The memorial was approved by His Majesty, how could I possibly help?"
Looking back now, it's clear that Xie Rang had a premeditated plan to avoid having a harem. He didn't intend to confine her in the palace; he simply wanted to eliminate the old guard's ideas at the source.
This is consistent with Xie Rang's decisive style, but in a sense... isn't it also a kind of concession?
Yun Qing sighed silently in her heart, feeling that her defenses seemed to have crumbled a little more without her noticing.
[That little rascal, he's really good at winning people over.]
Xie Rang was tempted: "If the Grand Tutor is willing, it wouldn't be impossible for him to go back for me."
There must have been at least a hundred or so memorials submitted. It's been going on and on. The ministers haven't gotten tired of it yet, but Xie Rang is tired of reading them all. He has no interest in them anymore and used to just reject them with a stroke of his pen.
Yun Qing's casual remark sparked a different kind of thought in him.
Yun Qing suddenly felt that her ability to quickly understand Xie Rang's emotional changes wasn't so great after all, and her eyebrows twitched slightly: "Don't expect me to help you review memorials."
I finally got rid of this burden, and I don't want to go through it again.
To be honest, Yun Qing had a headache just thinking about these lengthy memorials. She really didn't understand why some ministers would write so much nonsense, but she couldn't help but read them, for fear of missing important information mixed in.
Yun Qing usually has a calm demeanor and rarely gets emotional. Every time she expresses gratitude, she feels it is exceptionally vivid and takes it very seriously.
He dipped his brush in ink, then handed it to Yun Qing, grasped her wrist, and casually made a stroke on the document, smiling: "Grand Tutor, look, this is it."
The action was so familiar that Yun Qing's first thought was, "Do you usually do this too?"
Xie Rang: ...
Yun Qing's eyes held a questioning look.
He pondered deeply why the Grand Tutor was always able to grasp some amazing key points at the first moment.
Xie Rang remained silent for a long while before admitting, "Yes."
He did not want to deceive Yun Qing, and once a clue appeared, it would be difficult to deceive her again; self-deception would not work.
But he could argue: "They wrote nothing of value, Grand Tutor, you know I don't joke about these things."
Submitting memorials to the emperor had essentially become part of their job. Some officials with nothing else to do would write lengthy inquiries, which annoyed Xie Rang greatly. At first, he would write "read" on the memorial, but later he would simply mark it off to indicate that he had read it.
Simple and crude, but effective.
With the court currently stable, those remonstrating officials could only seize this opportunity to nag. Xie Rang was worried that they would focus their attention on other matters, so he deliberately gave them a point to criticize.
He has nothing to be ashamed of before heaven and earth, and this is not enough to affect him.
"You really are..." Yun Qing roughly guessed what he was thinking, her voice softened, and she raised her eyes, "If you really can't stand it, then find a reason to replace them. There is no shortage of people in the world who are willing to speak the truth, there is no need to let a bunch of scoundrels disrupt the court."
Xie Rang was surprised. He blinked slightly: "The Grand Tutor isn't advising me to stop using the remonstrance officials?"
"The power of public opinion is terrifying. But now His Majesty's achievements are clear to all the people, and there is no need for them to judge him. It would be better to replace him with someone more capable."
Yun Qing's eyes and brows were cool and aloof, but her voice gave people a gentle yet firm feeling.
When she first entered officialdom, she was also flustered and at a loss when faced with things. But after experiencing countless trials, these emotions have become a unique, restrained temperament, mysterious and profound, which makes people involuntarily fall into it.
At least Xie Rang was fascinated.
Especially after Yun Qing's heartfelt words gently fell to the ground.
They have no right to criticize you in history books.
She saw it all; Xie Rang had done better than anyone else.
Yun Qing stopped pursuing the matter of the memorial, and besides, it really wasn't a big deal. The little tyrant had done enough, and it wasn't wrong for him to be a little willful over such trivial matters.
She lowered her eyes, closed the folded book, and placed it on the table, along with her pen.
But the next moment, the boy suddenly hugged her from behind, and a faint scent of ambergris wafted over her. Yun Qing suddenly had the illusion that she was about to be overwhelmed, but her physical senses came even faster than her feelings.
His thin lips landed on the back of her neck, a very light peck. Joy outweighed lust, and Xie Rang's eyes sparkled with tiny smiles. His movements were very careful and restrained. He knew everything, but he still couldn't help but ask again: "Is the Grand Tutor reluctant to let me be scolded by them?"
The self-reference used by those in a superior position always seemed to be more intimate than intimate among them. Xie Rang himself did not give Yun Qing a particularly oppressive feeling. Apart from his relentless pressure when he was being honest, he seemed to have learned Yun Qing's greatest strength—to remain calm and composed, using a gentle appearance to lure people into falling for him.
Xie Rang licked his lips, then remained silent, watching her and waiting for a satisfactory answer.
[Don't you already know the answer? Why are you asking me again?]
Yun Qing felt a slight heat rising in her body from his actions. She didn't know if her face was red, but even if it was, it probably wouldn't be noticeable. She still indulged him as usual: "Yes, they have no right to do so."
Yun Qing initially only wanted to correct the little tyrant's personality, but when he actually grew up and became the person she expected, she had another idea.
I want his achievements to be recorded in history and for him to be remembered for eternity, rather than being criticized and attacked as a tyrant and despicable emperor.
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