After the wrong flirtation, I became the villain's favorite

"Who else wants to die? Do you want to die, or do you want to ascend to the throne and become a prime minister? These old guys have enjoyed enough of their lives, what about you?" The Jin man looked at the young officials.

The temptation is too great.

He was appointed prime minister and a founding hero.

Isn't this what every minister seeks throughout his life?

Eyes are the windows to the heart and they reveal too many secrets.

Today was the first time for the young scholar to set foot in the Imperial Palace. Only after becoming a Hanlin could a scholar accompany the emperor. But because he was not qualified to enter the palace, he worked very hard and came earlier than others, wanting to let the scholars see his diligence.

It was because we arrived early that we discovered a group of suspicious people heading towards the West Garden.

Now that I think about it, that tall and upright young figure does look somewhat like Your Majesty.

"You! Come out." The Jin people said to the Shujishi, "Tell me, where did the emperor go?"

Just as the scholar was about to speak, a young official in the crowd stepped out before him and spoke in a calm, clear and resounding voice: "I know where the emperor is."

"You, you, Brother Xie, you!" said the Shujishi in astonishment.

Are you trying to take credit for this? Isn't being the third place in the imperial examination enough for you to brag about?

"Brother Xie, do you really know where His Majesty is?" said the Shujishi.

Xie Yunjie sneered: "I am also a gold medalist after all, should I believe you or me?"

The young man had a straight back and a stern look in his eyes.

"Who are you?" the Jin man asked.

"Hanlin scholar, Xie Yunjie." He said, turning and walking towards the entrance of the hall, "If you want to know where His Majesty is, follow me."

The Jin people looked at each other, put away their weapons, and ordered: "Watch them! If this guy dares to deceive us, kill them!"

As soon as Xie Yunjie and his group left the Yuji Palace, angry curses and spitting were immediately heard in the palace.

"How could the Xie family, which has been noble for hundreds of years, produce such a coward?"

"Isn't the purpose of studying for decades to serve the king? How could Xie Tanhua, who is well-educated, do such a thing?"

As for Song Nihuan, the simple bandage she gave to Xie Yunji's wound was obviously of little use. The flowing brocade only looked good, but was not as absorbent as cotton silk. After a while, the blood flowing from Xie Yunji's palm soaked the light pink brocade.

The injury was to the right hand.

When the arrow shot across the sky just now, he blocked it with his hand without hesitation.

The hand that wrote "Canal Running Script" and "Yujun Strategy" was shot through.

Will I be able to write in the future?

Song Nihuan felt a dryness in her throat and she wanted to say something.

Xie Yunji seemed to know what she was going to say. He paused slightly while walking in front of her, turned his head and shook his head gently at him.

The young man was calm and gentle, his eyes were soft and calm, just like always, as if he was expressing with his eyes that everything was okay.

The door of the Yuji Palace opened, and a cold draft blew in her face. Song Nihuan shivered, and her confused mind suddenly became clear.

The rebels guarding the gate saw their own people and let them pass.

Candles were lit in the hall, and there was a crowd of people. The Jin people still cared about the scholars and did not dare to endanger their lives.

In the tall hall, the only sound was the popping of candle flames.

When they saw who was coming, the civil officials were shocked but looked at each other in bewilderment.

Isn’t this Lord Xie and Madam Mingde?

Not to mention that they should avoid suspicion, why are these two people still barging in at this time...

The Jin man on duty exchanged a few words with the one who shot the arrow, then handed the pen to Xie Yunji and said, "Sir Xie, the prince of our Jin Dynasty is a man bestowed by heaven. When the prince inherits the throne, I will promise Sir Xie a title of marquis."

Xie Yunji took the pen and said calmly, "What do you want me to write?"

If the Jin people could really ascend the throne, no matter what was written in this edict, it would be illicit. Even if he was a prince of the previous dynasty, so what? It has been two or three hundred years and it no longer counts.

Whatever I write, it's not orthodox.

They are all usurping rebels.

Xie Yunji suddenly thought of how the edict of Xie Tan's succession to the throne was written.

The leader of the Jin people said, "Just write about the divine right of the emperor. What kind of flattering words can't you make up? Isn't he the scholar of Wenhua Palace who is well-read?"

If he were an ordinary scholar, it would be fine, but this person was the Grand Secretary of Wenhua Palace. Even the Jin people knew that this position was of great value among the scholars.

Xie Yunji took the silk book with a sneer, sat in the seat originally occupied by the Hanlin on duty today, and dipped the pen in ink.

It was then that everyone noticed that Mr. Xie had an injury on his right hand and was actually holding the pen with his left hand.

Even if you hold the pen with your left hand, your writing posture is still so beautiful...

Song Nihuan looked at Xie Yunji. She saw the faint disdain between his brows, and her heart could not help but ripples.

How could such an arrogant person care about the career promised by the golden man?

She had a bad feeling in her heart and clenched the dagger that Xie Yunji had just secretly handed to her in her sleeve.

Everyone in the hall waited patiently, but after a while, Xie Yunji finished writing.

He raised his hand, took a half step back, and made a gesture of invitation.

Then Jin soldiers came and took away the silk book.

Some civil officials stretched their necks to read, and saw that the silk book was written in running script, which actually listed the crimes of the Jin people and was an imperial edict drafted for the emperor!

Surprised and in awe.

The Jin leader looked at the expressions of these civil officials and realized something was wrong. He took the silk book from the soldier and his face turned red with anger before he could even finish reading ten lines!

Xie Yunji had a calm and indifferent expression. He stood out in a crowd of people in silver armor wearing a white brocade suit. His moon-like bright temperament made everyone present pale in comparison.

"Take it and ask His Majesty for forgiveness!"

"How can my knowledge be used to help you rebels?" He raised his eyebrows and sneered, "To carry on the lost knowledge of the ancient sages and bring peace to the world, studying is to establish a mind for the world and a destiny for the people!"

The young man, who was always gentle as jade, had a sharp look between his eyebrows. "The scholars of Dazhao are all hard-headed. You want us to write an imperial edict for those who are plotting rebellion? It's wishful thinking!"

Xie Yunji was not an ordinary scholar, but a top scholar who won the top three places in the imperial examination, which was rare in many years. He was an idol looked up to by young scholars.

He was famous and came from a family of upright scholars that had been around for centuries, so scholars were in awe of him.

Sure enough, as soon as the words fell, the civil officials straightened their backs and their expressions became serious.

"Are you looking for death?!" the Jin leader drew his sword and said.

Two young green-robed officials stood up and said, "We are willing to die with the scholar!"

Then three, four, five...

"We are willing to die with the bachelor!"

"Even if you kill all the civil and military officials, no one will write a single word for you." Xie Yunji said, with a look of sarcasm between his eyebrows, "If I were you, I would climb up the city wall and take a look at the soldiers of the eight camps outside the imperial city! You think you can command the world with just an imperial edict? You are a coward!"

The Jin leader tore up the silk book and ordered the soldiers beside Xie Yunji, "Tie him up and bring him to me!"

Song Nihuan's whole body tensed up.

He was beside her, taking in all her reactions, his calm eyes becoming much gentler in the candlelight.

The moment the Jin soldier approached him, he was about to take action, but Song Nihuan quickly stepped forward, raised the dagger in his hand and slashed at the newcomer up and down.

She had a slender figure and was a woman, so no one took her seriously. The soldier was caught off guard, and by the time he reacted, blood was gushing out from the places where the knife had cut.

"You!...You!" The Jin man covered the fatal wound on his throat and made a terrible sound from his throat.

Cover one place, but there is still another one.

The amount of bleeding was so huge that he lost the ability to move in an instant.

It all happened so fast.

Xie Yunji said nothing and just stared at her in amazement.

It was her first time to kill someone, and she suppressed her fear and said, "I'll give it back to you."