After the death escape, I became the white moonlight of the crazy tyrant

Chapter 164 On the Complementarity between Wen Hemian and Xie Lang

"Okay, it's mine."

Wen Hemian glanced at him with a half-smile, and chose to indulge these insignificant little entanglements: "Has the spy sent back any news? Do you know where the private soldiers raised by Prince Jia are and how many there are?"

After knowing that Prince Jia was not honest, they never let down their guard against him. The spies sent out by Xie Lang kept gathering information, but due to the time difference in transmitting information, it always took a lot of effort.

"There are two places openly, with more than 300 people in total, hiding their whereabouts, and we haven't investigated them thoroughly yet. Several neighboring vassal kings are also in collusion with him."

"They are quite patient. After the fight in the capital is over, their forces have also grown."

In ancient times when communications were inconvenient, it was particularly difficult to manage remote territories. The reason they dared to act so ostentatiously was because they relied on the fact that Xie Lang was busy handling matters in the capital and was unable to pay attention to them for the time being.

It’s obvious that they are going to be held accountable now. I don’t know if they can sit still when they go back.

Raising a large number of private soldiers in the fiefdom is a blatant provocation to the imperial power. If Xie Lang doesn't discipline them now, who knows how arrogant they will be in the future.

"It's better to start early. I'm waiting to deal with them."

After all, the princes were enfeoffed according to the ancestral system. If Xie Lang took action without a legitimate reason, it would not only be unreasonable, but also easily cause unrest.

Just like they didn't dare to enter the capital easily when it was in turmoil, Xie Lang couldn't kill them all without a reason.

Don't be in a hurry, someone will always be unable to resist and take action.

Xie Lang said something else: "Lord Xu has submitted his resignation to me and will return to his hometown to spend his remaining years. He heard that the Grand Tutor has returned and wants to meet you."

Xie Lang had some impression that Xu Jijiu had always been optimistic about Wen Hemian and had high expectations for him as a younger generation. This request was reasonable and he had no reason to refuse.

"Yes." Wen Hemian agreed. She put down the memorial in her hand and asked, "Did Lord Xu say when?"

"Just go directly to his house."

Xie Lang pinched her fingers and found the touch very comfortable. He couldn't help pinching them a few more times and rubbed her wrists at the same time. He made many small movements.

But it was much better than always staring at her a few days ago. Wen Hemian didn't say anything about it. She lowered her eyes and said, "I will go tomorrow. Your Majesty, please stay in the palace obediently."

It is not a good thing for Xie Lang to follow her around all day long. Wen Hemian has to find a way to correct his habit, not for any other reason, but simply to help with his illness.

Xie Lang understood Wen Hemian’s intention.

After being firmly chosen, the uneasiness in his heart dissipated a little. Although he didn't like this arrangement, he gritted his teeth and accepted it: "... Got it."

"Don't try any tricks." Wen Hemian glanced at him, "Your Majesty can bribe others, but you can't bribe my secret guards."

Several secret guards that were familiar to Wen Hemian were transferred into the palace and continued to follow her as before. When it comes to loyalty, no one can compare to them.

Seeing Xie Lang's expression stiffen, Wen Hemian became alert: "Your Majesty, you are not really thinking of following me out, are you?"

Xie Lang lowered his eyes and smiled without saying anything, his guilty conscience was evident.

Wen Hemian pulled his hand out and patted him: "Don't think about it. You are not that fragile, I know that well."

The night was long and the separation was hard to bear. Xie Lang had indeed suffered a lot. It was understandable that he would act pitifully in front of Wen Hemian to seek sympathy, but she also had a bottom line and would not tolerate everything.

Xie Lang knew there was no turning back, and said angrily: "Okay, I'll wait for you in the palace, you have to come back early."

Although she and Xie Lang have changed their identities now, the way they get along is still the same as before. It's just that she occasionally looks at Xie Lang from a different perspective. Wen Hemian thinks it's a pretty good thing to have such a boyfriend.

She has a rather indifferent personality, but Xie Lang is just the opposite. When he was a child, he looked like a gloomy little mushroom, but he became warmer as he grew up. Isn't this a kind of complementarity?

After successfully appeasing Xie Lang, Wen Hemian left the palace the next day to visit Lord Xu's residence.

Medical conditions in ancient times were not as good as they are today. Lord Xu was less than sixty years old, and after a serious illness, his physical condition was far worse than before. When Wen Hemian left, he was leaning on the couch and wanted to get up. Fortunately, the servants around him persuaded him to stay down.

Seeing Wen Hemian coming in, he couldn't help but smile bitterly and shook his head: "I'm old, not as good as before."

"What are you talking about, Master Xu? Even though you are old, you are still strong and healthy. Many students are looking forward to you teaching them after you recover from your illness."

Lord Xu just said, "I'm afraid it's difficult."

He coughed twice, and the room was filled with a strong smell of medicine. After experiencing the choking smell of incense in Xie Lang's hall, Wen Hemian didn't feel much about it.

She smiled: "Don't belittle yourself because of this."

Officials in the capital city all have heavy workloads. Lord Xu did not want to just occupy a title and not do anything, so he took the initiative to abdicate and give the young people under him a chance.

Lord Xu said cheerfully: "It's okay, I will be back home in a few days, so it's okay to complain a little."

Wen Hemian didn't say anything. She was waiting for Lord Xu to continue speaking.

As expected, Lord Xu quickly turned the topic to her: "Lord Wen, have you made it clear to His Majesty?"

The entire court was watching their movements.

Wen Hemian said: "Yes, this should have been made clear three years ago, but unfortunately it has been dragged on until now."

"…Three years ago?"

Lord Xu realized something: "No..."

Wen Hemian nodded calmly: "As you think."

"It's really fate that plays tricks on us." Lord Xu sighed and talked about business. "Fortunately, you were not persecuted by them. I used to think that Lord Wen's conversation was different from that of ordinary men. It turns out that she is a girl."

"But girl, what does it matter? You are better than all the men in this world, and you have done what they want to do but cannot do. In terms of achievements, they all pale in comparison to you. I am very glad that you are not trapped in the harem. It seems that His Majesty respects you."

There have been queens in history who were talented and capable of all kinds of strategies, but in the end, they were all forced to be trapped in the deep palace walls and suffer for their entire lives.

Now it seems that Wen Hemian is the exception.

Wen Hemian was stunned for a moment: "Master Xu, don't you think this is strange?"

Lord Xu is in charge of the Imperial College and can be considered a microcosm of many scholars. Wen Hemian found it a little strange to hear him say this.

"It's really strange."

Lord Xu spoke honestly. He didn't beat around the bush in front of Wen Hemian. "But your Majesty is a heretic. There are many more strange things in history books. Future generations will judge your merits and demerits. As long as you can withstand the rumors of the time, why worry about what happens after your death?"