This young man really knew how to talk. He was far better than that Wang Shouzhe.
Although Emperor Longchang had been slapped in the face from beginning to end, each slap ringing loud and clear, he simply could not bring himself to dislike Wang Anye. Who could blame him? The boy was pleasing in every way.
"Old Yao, take My imperial writ and accompany Anye there. Introduce things to him along the way too, lest he's too young to recognize what's valuable." Emperor Longchang was famously narrow-minded, but just as Wang Shouzhe had "recklessly remarked in private," he was, on the whole, an emperor whose merits outweighed his faults. When it came to serious matters, he was never sloppy.
In his youth, he had killed with ruthless decisiveness. Yet in his later years, he had grown increasingly tolerant and kindly toward the younger generation. Whenever he encountered an outstanding young junior, he never hesitated to give them a helping hand.
"Yes, Your Majesty." Old Yao accepted the imperial writ, then walked over to Wang Anye and said with a beaming smile, "Young Master Anye, please follow this old servant."
"I'll have to trouble Eunuch Yao." Wang Anye bowed politely and humbly, displaying the excellent upbringing he had received since childhood.
"Wait, I want to go too." Wu Xuening's eyes darted about as though she had come up with some idea. "I can help Anye pick out treasures too, so he doesn't get taken advantage of."
"Not one of the treasures in My Divine Armament Hall belongs to you." Emperor Longchang's voice carried some displeasure. "When you score full marks on an intermediate exam someday, I'll let you take one away."
This time, Emperor Longchang had originally intended to show off the imperial family's cultural foundation, only to be defeated miserably