Chapter 473
After an unknown amount of time, Little Gold, whose life had been torn in half, hugged its wings and cried loudly, "Waaah, so what if I tell the truth?"
Red Rope sighed: "Sigh, the idiot isn't dead yet. He can't eat the corpse. Hmm, he'll come back next time."
Wen Xin ultimately didn't pretend to be sick. Even if she wanted to be lazy, she couldn't be so willful as to disregard the Regent's feelings and make him worry.
She could only obediently attend classes, go to court, and do her homework.
So why do emperors have to attend classes and do homework?
The education sector has gone from ancient times to the modern era; it's absolutely insane.
Wen Xin, pulling at her hair, furiously wrote a short essay... a policy essay.
However, just when she thought she had reached the limit in terms of governance strategies, His Highness the Regent made her realize what truly insane imperial education was.
She had to learn everything: water management, agriculture, disaster relief, land and household registration, military strategy, and more!
The Regent said: You don’t need to be an expert, but Your Majesty must have a plan in mind.
"Yes, an emperor needs extensive knowledge to govern the country and coordinate national development," she agreed.
But wait, why does she need to know even how much an egg costs?
Is this reasonable?
Where did the imperial prestige go?
The regent calmly replied to her, "When the Imperial Household Department of the previous dynasty made purchases, they quoted the emperor ten taels of silver for an egg."
Wen Xin: "..."
What kind of chicken can lay eggs worth ten taels of silver?
Is it the world's number one Golden Rooster?
No wonder the previous dynasty perished because of an empty treasury.
The Regent's thin lips curved slightly as he asked the young Empress with a smile, "Does Your Majesty still feel that you don't need to know how much an egg costs among the common people?"
Wen Xin: "!!!"
Being an emperor is really hard!
She flipped the table; she didn't want to be in that position anymore.
It was impossible for Wen Xin not to study; she could only study like crazy.
I love learning, learning makes me happy!
Why do soul fragments disappear so quickly?
Can't we hold on for a few more years?
I don't want to be a child!
The Empress, who had been tormented by the Regent, then turned around and ruthlessly tormented her courtiers.
This resulted in every morning court session where all civil and military officials received a assignment from His Majesty, ranging from policies on governing the country to how much an egg costs.
However, Wen Xin clearly underestimated the civil and military officials.
Which official who could stand before the emperor didn't have some skills?
Not to mention eggs, they know about market grain price changes, and even which brand of men's cosmetics is the most expensive and which is the cheapest.
Wen Xin: "..."
Goodbye!
Your Excellencies are truly the pillars of the nation; I am deeply gratified!
Meeting the Regent's smiling gaze, the miserable little empress, whose schemes had failed, could only weep inwardly, trying her best to maintain her imperial dignity: Fine, then make things as chaotic as possible for me.
But don't think that just because the courtiers understand, they don't need to do their homework. Her Majesty the Empress says: Learning is a never-ending process, my dear ministers, you still have a lot of room for improvement, keep it up.
My dear subjects: "..."
What exactly has happened to Your Majesty lately?
Ah, could it be that His Majesty is plotting something to deal with the Regent?
The royalists were thrilled, while the regent's faction was filled with anxiety.
Wen Xin rolled her eyes elegantly: My mind is currently filled with nothing but studying and eggs. What kind of schemes and plots are these?
She didn't even have time to cultivate a relationship with the regent, let alone have the energy to engage in political intrigue, much less the strength to personally torment the male lead.
The fourteen-year-old Empress sighed, slumped over the table, "I really am still just a child!"
"His Majesty."
The deep, pleasant voice reached her ears, but Wen Xin instinctively shuddered, overwhelmed by the fear of being controlled by the head teacher and her homework.
She quickly scrambled up from the table. "Your Highness, what brings you here?"
Shouldn't he be in the Imperial Study arguing with those ministers or reviewing memorials at this time?
The regent bowed to her and then asked, "Didn't His Majesty say he wanted to come back to practice calligraphy?"
Wen Xin's gaze drifted, "I...I'll practice after a short rest."
What are we practicing?
I want to go back to being a lazy bum!
The morning court session had already exhausted her, and Wen Xin absolutely refused to go to the Imperial Study to listen to those ducks... oops, I mean, the ministers making a racket.
As for His Highness the Regent's review of memorials?
Haha, all that talk about being alone together, or those ambiguous scenes in the imperial study—it's all a lie.
The regent picked up the memorials and focused on them with an almost oblivious intensity, as if he were cultivating immortality, not even sparing her a glance.
Wen Xin was so bored and frustrated in the Imperial Study that mushrooms could grow on her skin, and she ended up spending the time dozing off.
But sleeping on the phoenix chair was not comfortable at all; she almost got a stiff neck and had to undergo the regent-style education of Tang Sanzang.
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After the morning court session, Wen Xin quickly made an excuse to slip back to her palace.
With so many people around, His Highness the Regent couldn't very well get involved with her, nor could he disregard the dignity of an emperor and reprimand her.
Seeing her guilty look, the Regent raised an eyebrow, shook his head inwardly, and said nothing more.
But then Wen Xin saw a group of palace servants carrying in memorials.
Her almond-shaped eyes widened. "Your Highness, what's wrong?"
The Regent said gently, “Your Majesty has learned a lot from books, but reading ten thousand books is not as good as traveling ten thousand miles. From now on, Your Majesty will read memorials with me and learn how to review them.”
Wen Xin: "!!!???"
No, no, no, she refused. She could finish the assignments given by the Regent in a little time, but reviewing memorials was a different matter.
My God, this thing has no end.
"Your Highness, I feel..."
Wen Xin racked her brains for an excuse, determined to refuse the job.
But the Regent was already familiar with her tactics, and slowly said, "Reading these memorials will not affect His Majesty's health. His Majesty will be ruling in his own right next year, so he should familiarize himself with and take over the affairs of the court."
Wen Xin: "..." Since you've said that, what else can I say?
but……
The young empress looked at him with a wronged expression, "Your Highness, I truly believe in you!"
She felt very reassured entrusting the matter to him, as he had been handling memorials and such for so many years.
And she's still a child, is it really okay to enslave her like this?
The Regent lowered his eyes. "It is my honor to have Your Majesty's trust."
Wen Xin stepped down from the soft couch and approached him, "Your Highness..."
The regent suddenly took a step back, as if he wanted to avoid her at all costs.
His instinctive dodge froze the young empress, truly hurting her feelings.
Seeing her hurt expression, the Regent was also taken aback. He hadn't meant to, it was just...
Wen Xin didn't try to get closer to him again. Biting her lip, she asked dejectedly, "I asked you to come and keep me company, but from beginning to end, all you talked about was your studies and government documents. Is that all you have to say to me? Do you hate me that much?"
The Regent's breath hitched slightly. "Your Majesty, I have no problem with it. Please don't overthink it."
Tears welled up in the little empress's eyes. "You have it."
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