AWB Chapter 184 Underestimating His Care
Chapter 184 Underestimating His Care
"Why don't you say it earlier or later? Just send the imperial edict to my house without saying a word..."
Wen Hemian sneered: "Your Majesty, you are really promising."
"Ah."
Xie Lang gladly accepted her sarcasm. He walked forward slowly, with extremely complicated emotions hidden in his dark pupils.
Until the end, when she grasped Wen Hemian's fingertips, she seemed to be relieved and said, "Hanshuang, you are worried about me, and so am I."
For a moment, his voice seemed to choke, but was suppressed, leaving only a calm voice: "I'm really, so scared."
Three years ago, watching Wen Hemian fall off a cliff in front of him with his own eyes almost became his nightmare. This fear that went deep into his bones would still arise from time to time even after she came back.
So when considering between himself and Wen Hemian, he would choose Wen Hemian without hesitation.
This is an instinctive choice made subconsciously.
"Besides, the timing is right, so just give it. It's only a matter of time." Xie Lang said righteously. He looked at Wen Hemian steadily, "You promised it in the first place."
After all, Wen Hemian still underestimated how much he cared about her.
She said dryly: "I promised."
It's not that she was unhappy, but everything was agreed upon in advance and there was no room for regret. She was actually taking over this aspect of the matter and just lacked a title.
Xie Lang said frankly: "There are already people in the court who are dissatisfied with you and me being together. If I don't show my attitude, I'm afraid they will come to you and make trouble for this, wasting energy."
In the beginning, it was he who insisted on dragging Wen Hemian into this abyss. Therefore, no matter how bumpy the road ahead was, he should be the one to solve it. How could he let Wen Hemian worry about it?
She has compromised too much for him.
"You don't need to explain, I know everything."
Seeing the cautious look in Xie Lang's eyes, Wen Hemian didn't know whether to laugh or cry. If he agreed, she wouldn't care about it.
"If this can give you peace of mind, it's not bad."
The imperial edict had been announced, so Wen Hemian stopped dwelling on it. She asked, "How is the production of the fire gun going? And the military commander, did it not embarrass you?"
The former are war supplies, while the latter are related to strategies and tactics.
"I have ordered the work to be accelerated. Currently, we have more than a thousand muskets in stock, and the production will be even faster in the future."
They have tested the power of this thing and found that it is several times more powerful than the traditional copper musket. The time is short and the mission is heavy. Not to mention equipping all the people, at least one gun in the hands of the elite will be enough to weaken the enemy's morale.
As for gunpowder with greater lethality, it is useful, but on a chaotic battlefield, it is easy to confuse friend with foe and end with harm to one's own people. Therefore, even though they have it in their hands, they will never use it unless it is a special situation.
The research on thermal weapons is not essentially for the purpose of aggression. The truth is within the range of cannons. They just want to protect themselves and prevent people with ulterior motives from coveting it.
It's very simple.
"The generals..."
Xie Lang's expression became a little strange: "They didn't embarrass me."
"Then why do you look like this?"
Wen Hemian hit the nail on the head with one shot.
Xie Lang took another step forward, closing the distance between them. He lowered his head and rested it on her neck, laughing softly, "They said that they would not embarrass me for the sake of the Grand Tutor."
Civil officials pay attention to etiquette and ethics, and many of them cannot control their mouths in private, but this is not so concerned among military generals.
The generals knew very well who had done them a favor, and regardless of the right and wrong, they all had a high opinion of Wen Hemian.
He is not as good as the Prince of Huai Ling who guards the border, but he is better than the royal family anyway. It is only because Xie Lang is Wen Hemian's student, otherwise they may not look up to him.
Three feet frozen, not a cold day.
"what?"
Getting such an answer was both laughable and sad. Wen Hemian had never expected that he could be of such use.
"That's all."
As long as the goal is achieved, the process is not important.
"Is the Master returning to the palace tonight?"
Xie Lang followed out not only to explain the imperial edict, but more importantly, he missed Wen Hemian.
Wen Hemian deliberately said: "...I won't reply."
"want."
Xie Lang suddenly grabbed her waist.
The force was a little too great, and due to inertia, Wen Hemian seemed to fall into his arms.
Xie Lang groaned in grievance: "Hanshuang, you left me alone for two days."
The pitiful look on his face made Wen Hemian unable to bear to watch: "What's the reason? Your Majesty doesn't know it yourself?"
Relying on the fact that Wen Hemian couldn't see, Xie Lang's eyes flickered: "Taifu has been drinking, and he is very different from usual."
It's easier to be emotional, and easier to...indulge him.
Standing at the head of all officials during the day, such a gentle and clear-minded person would show a completely different demeanor after drinking. She did not allow him to drink, but Xie Lang secretly coaxed her into drinking a few more glasses during the Mid-Autumn Festival.
You can imagine what happened next.
In short, drinking is harmful.
It's the same for everyone.
"I think, even if I don't go back today, His Majesty will probably stay."
Wen Hemian had anticipated what he was going to say. It could only be said that the Emperor's character was not surprising at all.
"Master."
Xie Lang felt somewhat confident in his heart. He raised his head and met Wen Hemian's smiling gaze. He suddenly realized, "Hanshuang, you are teasing me."
Wen Hemian was both amused and confused: "Is this considered a prank?"
Xie Lang was very good-tempered: "Not really."
However, if it were in the past, Wen Hemian would never play such a joke on him. Thinking that these were all changes caused by himself, Xie Lang's blood inexplicably boiled with irrepressible excitement.
Wen Hemian raised her hand to block his move to kiss her, looked at the sky, and said, "Let's go back to the palace first."
Locking the palace gates didn't have much impact on the emperor, but it was still not a good thing.
Xie Lang smiled and said, "Taifu is just hard on the outside but soft on the inside."
I didn’t say I care, but I care everywhere.
Wen Hemian glanced at him and said, "If I don't do this, you will pretend to be pitiful again."
Abbreviation: Big Tail Wolf.
Xie Lang did not deny this statement. He had no way to refute it, nor did he want to refute it.
Acting intimately in public would damage Wen Hemian's reputation. In fact, Xie Lang cared about this more than anyone else. When Wen Hemian agreed to return to the palace, he let go of her hand and pretended to be reserved.
Only after getting on the carriage did he return to normal, and he pulled Wen He to talk about the interesting things he had seen in the memorials in recent days.
After being emperor for so many years, he had only rarely left the imperial city and could only see the scenery from the memorials received from various places.
Helpless and funny.
Wen Hemian was knowledgeable and would give advice from time to time, and Xie Lang was as happy as a hamster hoarding food.
When he is not crazy, His Majesty the Emperor is always hanging out with all kinds of cute little animals.
They had discussed it in advance, so they weren't too upset.
Even if an imperial edict comes down, many people in the capital will have sleepless nights again.