The legitimate daughter was reborn, and the emperor’s little Jiaojiao went crazy.

Three long and two short! The past events are still vivid in my mind.

Wu Xianwen, the former imperial tutor, was already a great scholar in Liang State. Faced with the cruelty and ruthlessness of the previous emperor, he was deeply distressed and chose to retire.

Later, when the previous emperor passed away, he accepted several invitations from the chief minister of the cabinet, Wang Yi, and finally agreed to come out of seclusion and become the tutor of the young emperor.

That day he walked out of the mist and rain, all wet, and took shelter in the Wuliang Palace.

The two young men hurried to Wenliang Hall and did not see him standing behind the crimson column under the eaves.

Just as he was about to speak, he heard a young man in a dragon robe say, "Your Majesty, I stole another book from my father's study called "The Doubtful Mountains". Please read it before the Grand Tutor comes. I will keep watch for you. If the Grand Tutor comes, I will knock on the window three times to remind you."

Another young man in casual clothes laughed loudly, "You are the smartest and understand my heart very well."

Since then, Wu Xianwen discovered that the emperor and his ministers liked to exchange clothes to confuse ordinary people. Qin Mian even occasionally wore the dragon robe to attend court on behalf of Emperor Heng, while Emperor Heng hid under the table and secretly read folk books.

Later, whenever Wu Xianwen hurried into the Wenliang Hall for class, he would often hear the sounds of "three long and two short" at the window. He would secretly laugh at the young man's naivety and did not expose it.

As long as Emperor Heng learns what he should learn well, it would not be a bad idea for him to read more miscellaneous books.

Sometimes Emperor Heng asked him, "Taifu, are the people of Liang really living in such misery?"

Wu Xianwen could not bear to tell him that the previous emperor was cruel and made the people live in misery, so he only replied vaguely, "People live and work in peace and contentment everywhere, and people suffer in dire straits everywhere. Your Majesty, don't worry. Your Majesty just needs to study hard now, and when you grow up, you can truly take over the government and seek benefits for the people of the world."

Emperor Heng, a young man, set an ambitious goal, "I want all the people in the world to live a stable and happy life."

Wu Xianwen's heart was filled with emotion when he heard this. He felt that God had finally seen the suffering of the Liang State and had given them a good emperor.

It was then that he secretly made up his mind to teach this ambitious little emperor all his knowledge.

However, he did not expect that Emperor Heng, who was deeply concerned about the sufferings of the people, only sat on the throne for three months, and he, as the Grand Tutor, actually only taught Emperor Heng for three months.

It really fits the saying "three long and two short". It turns out that this sound is unlucky for the emperor. If he had known this earlier, he should have reminded him as the Grand Tutor.

Thinking about it later, I often felt regretful.

Wu Xianwen's thoughts were mixed up, as if in a dream. He couldn't tell whether it was an illusion after drinking, or the dead Emperor Heng was really standing in front of him.

Although he had just told his old friend that he had always suspected that it was Cen Mian who died that year, how could he really hope that Emperor Heng was still alive?

Wu Xianwen looked at the handsome man in front of him in shock. If he was not familiar with him to a certain extent, it would be difficult to connect him with the young man ten years ago.

The boy's eyes were as dark as ink, and there was a faint scar between his eyebrows. The scar was actually very shallow, but because he was too fair-skinned, it was still visible.

His aura is restrained, but it cannot conceal his natural nobility, and his every move does not have a trace of the frivolity or arrogance that is expected of a man of his age.

As soon as Cen Yuan opened his mouth, it was like a violent storm and a torrential rain, "Master, how are you?"

There was no shelter like this, and people got soaked all over and felt a chill.

Didn't he hide it at all? Wu Xianwen's pupils trembled.

In the previous moment, although he was sure that he was familiar with every move of Emperor Heng, it was just a guess. Who would have thought that their dead Emperor Heng would be a consort in the North Wing?

Wu Xianwen stood up involuntarily, not even willing to blink, and just stared at his face, "You, really are..."

"Yes. I am Emperor Heng, Cen Yuan." The short-lived little emperor with the shortest reign in history.

Cen Yuan didn't beat around the bush. "I learned that the Grand Tutor was on the list of envoys, and I have been looking forward to meeting him day and night. Today, my wish finally came true."

After he finished speaking, he knelt down towards Wu Xianwen. This was the etiquette between teacher and student.

He traveled through time and space from the modern era, so he should kowtow to his teacher on behalf of his original self. Once a teacher, always a teacher.

Wu Xianwen, however, burst into tears and quickly turned aside, sobbing, "Your Majesty, I am not worthy."

After traveling around the mountains and rivers, he now returned to the court. Not only did he revise documents in the Hanlin Academy, he also changed his earlier reclusive style and entered the officialdom as the Minister of Rites.

He is now in a high position of power and has great influence over society.

He and Wang Yi were both leaders of the Liang State delegation and held the highest authority among the envoys.

As far as Emperor Heng was concerned, Wu Xianwen could be considered a betrayer no matter what the reason was.

Cen Yuan stood up quickly and was silent for a moment. "Taifu, there is no need to do this. Taifu has spent eight years traveling abroad and knows the sufferings of the people. He also knows that the failure of the imperial court's policies has led to widespread corruption among local officials. Taifu fought back with his own strength and almost died in Yancheng."

Wu Xianwen was stunned. "Your Majesty, how did you know?"

Cen Yuan said calmly, "I am not the emperor of Liang now, but the princess of Beiyi. I am the consort of Beiyi. You can call me Young Master Luo, or Prince Consort Haiyan, or just call me by my name, but you can't call me Your Majesty anymore."

Wu Xianwen felt even more sad.

Emperor Heng paused for a moment and continued, "Taifu almost lost his life in Yancheng, so he thought of returning to the court in a high-profile manner in response to Emperor Yong's request, in order to bring down the officials of Yancheng. Taifu did nothing wrong, and there is no need to be ashamed."

Wu Xianwen did write to Wang Yi because he wanted to uproot the officials of Yancheng, asking him to mention him in front of Emperor Yong. In the end, he returned to the court as promised.

Sometimes power is also the best umbrella for the people. He never expected that Emperor Heng not only knew his whereabouts very well, but also understood his good intentions.

I just felt that at this moment, all the hardships along the way were smoothed out by the grown-up Emperor Heng.

As the two stood there recognizing each other, there was a third person in the room. That was Wang Yi, the Prime Minister of the Cabinet.

When Wang Yi saw the teacher and student recognize each other in this way, he was shocked at first, then embarrassed and ashamed, and finally he wanted to leave but couldn't move.

He wanted to take another look at the resurrected Emperor Heng, and wanted to know what the other party was planning. He stayed in the room in such a strange and awkward way until Emperor Heng noticed him.

Cen Yuan said calmly, "Everyone, please sit down. I came here today because I have something to tell you."

Before talking about business, he looked at Wang Yi who was sitting next to him, "When I was a child, I thought "The Emperor's Heart of Ten Thousand Miles" written by Lord Wang was boring. Now that I think about it carefully, I find that every sentence is classic and not a single word is redundant."

Wang Yi's body trembled when he heard this. He suddenly knelt on the ground, tears streaming down his face, unable to utter a word.

Your Majesty, it is you, it is really you... He said this in his heart, fearing that there might be ears on the other side of the wall, but he could not suppress his excitement.

He lay on the ground, unable to get up for a long time.

It was not until Cen Yuan personally helped him up that he said with great shame, "Has the emperor ever blamed me for being spineless?"