Do Not Offend the Reborn Wicked Wife-Chapter 340: I Have Committed the Crime of Deceiving the Emperor!

Chapter 340: Chapter 340: I Have Committed the Crime of Deceiving the Emperor!

Imperial Study Room.

Qi Yun looked at the young man bowing in front of him, nodded slightly with a smile, and asked, "How is your injury doing?"

"Thanks to the Emperor’s blessings, it’s much better."

"Hm, such a deep wound, and you’ve lost a lot of blood; you ought to rest well."

Li Qingmu instinctively nodded, looking at him in confusion. If he needed to rest, why was he summoned to the Imperial Study Room?

Even though he indeed needed to come over once.

"I called you here today, not for any important matter, just to play a game of chess and have a chat." Qi Yun, dressed in a black robe with gold trimmings and wide sleeves, gestured naturally and then signaled, "Sit."

"Thank you, Emperor!"

Li Qingmu expressed his gratitude and sat opposite Qi Yun.

Before Qi Yun was a Go board; the board was set up, with some pieces scattered around, and there were a few pieces on the board. Qi Yun had already played against himself before Li Qingmu arrived.

Li Qingmu looked at the board silently, not saying a word, and Qi Yun smiled, "What’s the matter? Watching so intently? This is an endgame. How about you finish this endgame with me?"

Li Qingmu came with something to discuss with Qi Yun, but before speaking, playing a game of chess with Qi Yun seemed acceptable, so he agreed.

Qi Yun played the white pieces, and Li Qingmu played the black. Observing the board, the black pieces seemed to be in a tight spot.

Li Qingmu only glanced briefly before placing a piece.

Qi Yun’s eyes narrowed slightly, looking at Li Qingmu with increased admiration: "Not bad, young man. With just one move, you’ve revitalized the entire board, hahaha!"

Qi Yun laughed heartily, apparently in high spirits.

Li Qingmu said, "I was just lucky. Sometimes, an unintentional move might change the whole situation."

Qi Yun was taken aback, nodding thoughtfully, "Indeed, success or failure can sometimes be decided in a moment. What you said is very practical, and you’ve indeed done it."

Without hesitation, Li Qingmu rushed forward to save, given the situation then, there was no time for any consideration; any delay would have resulted in a different outcome.

Qi Yun regarded Li Qingmu with a softer expression.

"I intend to bring you to my side. What do you think?"

Li Qingmu froze, instinctively alert, "What does the Emperor mean by this?"

Seeing his cautious demeanor, like facing a formidable enemy, Qi Yun suddenly pointed at him and laughed, "You little thing, are you worried that I might bring you into the Imperial Palace to become a eunuch? Hahaha..."

Li Qingmu’s expression turned dark, thinking to himself that it was the Emperor’s words that were misleading.

Seeing Li Qingmu’s conflicted expression, Qi Yun felt even more delighted: "You little thing, I want you to become the Assistant Minister of Residence and Records, to come by my side, so you can gain more experience."

Li Qingmu’s eyes widened.

Assistant Minister of Residence and Records? That’s the Emperor’s true close minister!

The so-called Assistant Minister of Residence and Records is a special position in the Dazhou Dynasty, responsible for recording the Emperor’s words and actions, similar to a historian.

However, while historians document events of the entire dynasty, the Assistant Minister of Residence and Records only records the actions and speeches of the Emperor.

Since they have to record the Emperor’s actions and words, they must be beside the Emperor at all times, a position second only to the eunuchs as the Emperor’s close minister.

Such a person is either someone with particular potential whom the Emperor wishes to nurture extensively or someone the Emperor particularly favors, wanting to give them some credentials for future official appointments.

Though this is an honorary position, lacking real power, being close to the Emperor can make one more enviable than some ministers of the court.

It’s akin to the Emperor’s concubines, whispering sweet nothings in his ears and such...

This is quite a cushy job!

Li Qingmu looked at Qi Yun with astonishment.

Seeing his dazed expression, Qi Yun became more pleased: "What? So happy you can’t even speak? Ah, hahaha..."

"Emperor, I think I’d be better off staying at the Imperial Censorate."

Uh? Qi Yun stared at him in disbelief. If he didn’t know this little thing usually didn’t play by the rules, he might have slapped him to death by now.

"Why do you say this?"

Qi Yun’s face turned stern. He kindly offered to bring him to his side, yet he refused, preferring to remain an Imperial Censor?

Saying it nicely, Imperial Censors oversee and impeach ministers, but more bluntly, they are the Emperor’s hounds, trained to bite.

During a previous dynasty, there were some harsh officials in the Imperial Censorate. When a certain Emperor reigned, they were unstoppable, and all the ministers trembled before them; but once that Emperor passed away, they were the ones to suffer the most.

Of course, some didn’t even last until the Emperor’s demise but were directly cast aside by the Emperor.

This has led to the Imperial Censorate today, where most officials merely bide their time waiting for end-of-year assessments to symbolically impeach a few officials.

Such a government office, no real prospects!

Qi Yun thought the lad had probably received too much favorable treatment lately and was getting cocky. Just as he was about to reprimand him, he heard him speak.

"Emperor, I have something to discuss with you, and I’m worried that after I tell you, you might regret it, so I’d rather continue as a Junior imperial censor."

Qi Yun’s face twitched, thinking, Could I be such a petty person?

He spoke, both amused and exasperated, "Speak!"

"Emperor, the first thing I must confess is that I’ve committed the crime of deceiving the sovereign!"

Qi Yun’s pupils suddenly contracted!