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Wang Shangshu nodded blankly.

Only then did he realize that the king's words about allowing the imperial overseer to see the auspicious day were actually just for everyone to hear.

No matter how the officials discussed it, they couldn't change the king's view.

However, that was true. His Majesty had never easily made a decision. Once a decision was made, no one would be able to move against him.

Wang Shangshu was relieved.

He was the first to take his leave.

Yue Xiang left right after.

Jing Yu originally wanted to leave as well, but he was stopped by Xiao Ruyue. His heart was filled with doubt, but he didn't dare to ask any further. Xiao Ruyue asked Fang Weiyong to bring him to the secondary hall to wait for a while.

Finally, only Yuwen He, Censor Qian and Xiao Ruyue remained in the royal study.

Censor Qian looked around and confirmed that there were no outsiders around. He turned stern and said to Yuwen He: "Go change into your dragon robe!"

The atmosphere was imposing.

Xiao Ruyue was secretly surprised, as she quietly observed the situation.

Yuwen He was not annoyed, he smiled and waved at Xiao Ruyue, then went in to change the dragon robe. When he came out, he was wearing a blue robe, without any additional decorations, and on his body, there was an imposing manner that others would not be able to match him.

"Teacher, what do you think of this outfit?" Yuwen He walked around Censor Qian.

Censor Qian sized him up from beginning to end. "He looks a lot better than that yellow skin. That's the way to talk. "

Xiao Ruyue looked at Yuwen He in shock: "Teacher?"

"Censor Qian was my teacher when I was a child."

"A teacher?"

The west wing when he was a scholar, so this was also the great general's mentor?

Xiao Ruyue thought about the attitude that Imperial Physician Qian had towards Yuwen He and could not help but think about how she used the ruler as an excuse when she was still in the army. He then guessed boldly, "Could it be that the ruler is actually Imperial Physician Qian?

"Yes, as you thought." Yuwen He chuckled.

Xiao Ruyue could not help but have a whole new level of respect for Imperial Physician Qian.

Didn't the education teachers of the royal family's children all come from Han Lin or some other bachelor's degree? Why did they have to choose a censor?

But when she thought about it again, back then Yuwen He and were not taken seriously, to be able to get a famous censor's education, it was also a great fortune.

Only, he had never heard Yuwen He mention it before, it was just too strange.

Censor Qian stared at him in dissatisfaction. "So this old man is so shameless. You never bring it up."

"Didn't teacher say so? You think that I, the emperor, don't become a good teacher and you don't want to acknowledge me as your student anymore?" Yuwen He helplessly spread his hands.

Imperial Physician Qian snorted, using it to express his displeasure.

This was indeed unexpected.

Censor Qian was actually Yuwen He's teacher.

But thinking about it carefully, half of the reason why this old censor, who had been retired for a long time, came forward in Yuwen Chenglian's case, was probably because Yuwen He was his student.

Censor Qian was usually a stern old man, he was basically the same at court, it was not easy to get along with him, but after Yuwen He changed his dragon robe, he started to chat with Yuwen He happily.

Apart from his strict demeanor, Censor Qian was a lot more cheerful. He was just a humorous old man.

In front of Censor Qian, Yuwen He did not have the airs of an emperor. He was completely like a junior, and was lectured by Censor Qian.

Both teacher and student were of the same mind when it came to external techniques and internal techniques. .

However, it also explained a sentence well: Master will bring you in, and practice is personal.

For a long time now, Xiao Ruyue had always felt that she did not understand Yuwen He much, and it was a perfect opportunity for this. Without a doubt, Imperial Physician Qian was one of the people who understood Yuwen He the most, so she took the opportunity to ask about it.

"Esteemed Empress, ignore him. This brat is afraid this old man will tell you about the shameful things he did when he was young."

A shameful affair?

Hearing him say that, Xiao Ruyue became even more interested. A certain Lord wanted to interrupt, but he was chased away by her and asked for the mission, "Go help me look for Jing Yu, don't keep him waiting."

Yuwen He glared at her in disbelief. Did he get ordered to run errands?

The empress's eyes widened as well. "What, you still can't order it around?" The meaning behind his words was, no matter how long-winded they were, they would continue to sleep on the floor tonight.

Thus, he rubbed his nose and left dejectedly.

Xiao Ruyue and Censor Qian closed their doors and talked to each other. Censor Qian looked at her meaningfully. "That brat has never listened to anyone this way before. "The empress has good skills."

Xiao Ruyue smiled back, "Didn't Your Majesty treat Sir Qian with great respect? Furthermore, Your Highness and I are husband and wife, how can we be the same? "

"Girl, you really know how to talk. "What you're saying is that the brat's respect for my old man is one thing, the matter between you two young husband and wife is another."

Censor Qian saw the interest in Xiao Ruyue's eyes and said, "It's rare for him to be willing to open her heart to someone. Not bad, little girl, you are a good person. You actually dare to go for the examination while disguised as a man, and even obtained the recognition of the Wang Shangshu.

Xiao Ruyue laughed, "Old man, no matter what Wang Shangshu says, it is still a main matter. "Although I don't know how to change it, but isn't this kind of character even more precious and valuable in the midst of a group of tactful people?"

Censor Qian paused for a moment before laughing, "You are indeed a different girl from the others! Do you want to hear the old man's story? "

"What story?"

"Of course it's the embarrassing thing that the kid, the emperor, did not know about before."

One had to say, this topic was quite interesting.

But Xiao Ruyue decided to remain silent.

Censor Qian was determined to shake her. He said seriously, "You don't know, this kid liked a girl before." He almost threw his life away for someone else, and he was covered in injuries. In the end, the two of them failed to come to a conclusion. My old man was worried about him at one time, and would never like other girls again. All these years he refused to take a wife, which made my old man angry. "

These words were extremely funny, but Xiao Ruyue couldn't laugh at all.

She was startled. "Your Majesty, whose girl does he like?"

Seeing her like that, Elder Qian thought that she had eaten, so he quickly explained, "Little girl, don't think too much. The old man didn't mean that. This old man can see that this brat treats you like this from the bottom of his heart. "

"Old man, don't worry. I'm not such a jealous person."

When Censor Qian heard her words, he heaved a sigh of relief and continued, "Back then, the Emperor was really infatuated with that girl. He was unwilling to tell my old man about it, but how could his thoughts escape my old man's eyes? Speaking of which, that girl was also unlucky, and died young. "

He sighed and said, "You are from East Mausoleum, and should not be someone you know. But you must know her mother's family, is precisely the Xiao family that passed down the Da Xia Empire's scripture. Their family only has one man currently, and that is the current Minister of Rites, Xiao Jingyu."

Do you even know what happened back then?

Yin Lin was also waiting outside the imperial study. Seeing that Yuwen He did not come out, he hesitated for a moment, then handed over the item that Xiao Ruyue asked for, "Your Majesty, the Empress has ordered for this item to be given to the Xiao Shang Shu."

Yuwen He glanced at it, "What is it?"

Yin Lin shook his head and took a look. It was a handkerchief embroidered with mist, the moon was round and the family sat together under the moon to admire the moon.

This is the description of the mid-autumn of August, full moon people reunion right?

Yuwen He's lips slightly rose, his smile shallow, but in his eyes, there was a deep feeling. Was this her wish?

Elder Sister Xiao, rest assured, I will fulfill your wish.

He took the embroidered handkerchief and went to the secondary hall.

Xiao Jingyu was drinking tea, as he did not know what was happening since the Empress had suddenly stopped him.

Seeing His Majesty walk in, he hurriedly bowed, "This subject's Xiao Jingyu greets Your Majesty!"

"No need to be so polite, get up." Yuwen He walked past him and sat down on his seat without asking. He held Xiao Ruyue's embroidered handkerchief in his hand and weighed it in his hand.

Xiao Jingyu saw that he did not say a word, and was a little perturbed. "Your Majesty, did you not do well anywhere?"

Yuwen He thought about it again and again before raising his head to look at him, giving the embroidered handkerchief to him. However, Xiao Jingyu did not dare to accept it, "This is …"

Yuwen He frowned, he immediately received it. Upon seeing what it was, his beautiful eyebrows knitted together, the embroidery looked very familiar.

Xiao Jingyu seemed to have thought of something, and started to carefully study the embroidery on the handkerchief. He studied the needlepoint carefully. After a while, his face turned even more serious.

This … this seemed to be the work of little aunt!

"Where did Your Majesty get this handkerchief?" He looked at Yuwen He with a serious expression.

A certain king lightly played with the folding fan in his hand, unfolding it in front of him. "This is what the empress ordered me to bring back to you." Wang Shangshu's wife should have also brought another embroidered handkerchief for your esteemed madame. "

"But this embroidery is obviously made of this cloth. Why is it in the hands of the empress?"

"Then we'll have to wait for a few more days. The empress will be free soon, so she'll explain it to you personally." You just need to bring this back. "

With that, Yuwen He left.

"But I", but what exactly was the matter with the embroidery? The degree of intricacy of needle picking, needle collecting, and stitching wasn't something that anyone could copy.

Grand Matriarch had said that this was something passed down in Grandmother's family. Grandmother had only passed it on to her little aunt. All these years, his great-grandmother had treated the embroidery that his little aunt had left at home like treasures. He had seen it since he was young, so there was no way he could be wrong about it!

What was going on?