Unknowingly, Wen Mingyu had been staying in the palace for more than half a year. Time went incredibly fast, as if it happened in the blink of an eye.

However, Wen Mingyu felt that her life was very fulfilling and satisfying.

His courses were not limited to calligraphy, but also included all the required courses. Gong Xue saw that he was talented and willing to work hard, so he specifically mentioned it to Mu Zhan, but he just said that teachers from other subjects

Everything has been arranged, which shows that Mu Zhan has already considered it.

Etiquette, music, archery, charioteering, calligraphy, and arithmetic are the six courses that scholars must learn. The six arts are etiquette, music and dance, archery, driving, calligraphy, and arithmetic.

Wen Mingyu was in high school before coming here. He had some basic knowledge, especially in arithmetic. The doctor admired it and even learned his simple calculation methods. After all, Wen Mingyu came from the interstellar era thousands of years later and had some knowledge.

It stands on the shoulders of giants and has natural advantages after years of development, integration and optimization.

In addition to attending classes, Mu Zhan also made a decree to allow Wen Mingyu to enter and exit his private library at will. There are various rich and precious books and even unique copies. He can read them at will and take them to places other than the library.

See, there is no problem.

Therefore, when several doctors who taught him stepped into his study and saw the priceless original books piled up in piles, like free cabbage, they were stunned and almost suffocated with sourness.

Wen Mingyu was stared at so hard that the teachers' eyes were so longing that he couldn't ignore them. But these books belonged to Mu Zhan, and he couldn't make the decision privately. After hesitating, he tried to ask Mu Zhan if he could

Lend it to them and say that you will watch over it and make sure not to damage the book.

Mu Zhan glanced at him, unexpectedly casually hummed, and agreed.

Wen Mingyu mentioned this matter in the afternoon.

It is no exaggeration to say that the doctor's eyes suddenly lit up, more powerful than a light bulb, and his face glowed red, making him seem several years younger.

"Really? Isn't this bad?"

That's what he said, but his hand couldn't hold it anymore and he stretched out his hand. He was very honest.

They obviously cherished the book very much. They subconsciously wiped their hands on their clothes. If they felt it was not enough, they took out a handkerchief and wiped it carefully. Then they picked up the book with both hands and gently turned the pages with trembling fingers, as if they were handling a fragile item.

Precious treasure, stare at the book without blinking.

The solemn and solemn posture almost made him bathe and burn incense while praying devoutly to the book.

What an honor it is to see such a rare and unique copy.

The doctors couldn't bear to look away.

Before receiving the imperial edict to teach Wen Mingyu, they were calm and competent in their work. After discovering that Wen Mingyu was a piece of rough jade, they were pleasantly surprised and taught them with all their heart. Now they are lucky enough to read this unique copy...

Ha! Teaching students is such a good thing! Make a lot of money!

They all felt that they loved the student Wen Mingyu even more!

In order to express their love, the doctors decisively added a wealth of coursework to Wen Mingyu.

Wen Mingyu: "..." That's not necessary.

The teacher's love is like a mountain, which is too heavy for him to bear.

Wen Mingyu liked reading, and sometimes he would be so absorbed in reading that he would even forget to eat. Mu Zhan came over with a cold face and carried the person away like a chicken. He almost took back Wen Mingyu's access to the library.

brand.

However, what Wen Mingyu has practiced best in the past few months is not reading and arithmetic, nor being familiar with classics, but flattering the tyrant, blowing rainbow farts, adding innocence, grievances, and invisible coquettishness.

Multiple methods were used in turn or mixed together, and he jumped back and forth on the edge of death many times, but he was able to get through it safely and slowly increased the tyrant's favorability value.

Every time he was taken out, he would blink with bright eyes, tilt his head and stare at Mu Zhan, smile ingratiatingly, and speak in a long tone, with a soft voice that anyone would know.

Softhearted.

Mu Zhan had no reaction, but the low air pressure around him did ease, which proved that this method was still effective. When it was time to eat, Wen Mingyu first gave Mu Zhan his favorite dishes, and then immersed himself in the meal, and the atmosphere became calm.

Not so scary anymore.

Mu Zhan reached out and placed his hand on the top of his head, because Wen Mingyu had not yet reached his crown, and his beautiful black hair was only tied back with a hair tie, so he could caress it at will. Mu Zhan gently stroked it along the hair, and through the hair

She pinched the back of his neck and said softly: "Don't make Gu Gu angry."

His tone could be considered calm, but when Wen Mingyu listened, he always felt that he had not finished what he said, as if he had one more sentence.

Otherwise, I don't know what I will do.

Hearing that Mingyu's back felt hairy, he nodded very obediently. Later, it was proved that he had listened to his words. He rarely forgot himself in the library, but would instead take the initiative to find Mu Zhan to have dinner with him.

When Mu Zhan came over after finishing his work, the first thing he saw was Wen Mingyu sitting at the table, waiting for him to eat together.

The feeling that someone is waiting.

He is not alone.

As soon as Wen Mingyu made eye contact with him, she would smile sweetly, as if her lips were covered with honey, which was so sweet that it was so sweet to the heart.

Mu Zhan couldn't help but put his hand on the top of his head and rubbed it, then picked up the chopsticks and ate slowly.

During the process, the two of them would chat casually, such as this dish is delicious, there was a funny passage in the book today, the roses were blooming, etc. It was unexpectedly homely.

This is a scene that Zhao Dequan had never imagined before. After Wen Mingyu entered the palace, Mu Zhan's temper became much calmer. His original stomach ailment also improved due to his better appetite and regular diet. The gloom between his eyebrows was reduced.

My complexion is obviously much better.

Zhao Dequan was loyal to Mu Zhan. Seeing that Mu Zhan treated Wen Mingyu with special and indulgent treatment, he also liked Wen Mingyu more and more. Whenever he saw him, he smiled kindly and spoke respectfully. Even the princes and nobles did not receive this kind of treatment.

After lunch, Wen Mingyu accompanied Mu Zhan to rest for a while, then went back to the study to read and prepare for the exam.

Even in ancient times, there was no escape from taking one small test in three days and one big test in five days. There were various small tests every day.

He carefully wrote the paper and handed it in. The teacher reviewed it and explained it on the spot. He was sure it was good and pointed out the shortcomings. When leaving, Wen Mingyu sent the teacher out and discussed some doubtful points by the way.

"Dr. Gong, Junior Brother Wen."

Not far away, a young man in green clothes smiled and said hello. He was none other than one of Gong Xue's beloved disciples, Wei Yunlan. He was a few years older than Wen Mingyu. He was studying in the Imperial College and was preparing to attend the Spring Festival next year.

Gong Xue forgot a book before, so he asked Wei Yunlan to send it to him, so he introduced Wen Mingyu to him. Gong Xue also touched his beard and smiled, "You two are my proud students, it's better to communicate more."

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Wei Yunlan helped Gong Xue correct Wen Mingyu's test paper. The junior fellow student was very interested in this character, which was written very generally but had unique insights. After chatting with him, he appreciated it even more.

This time, he was a little surprised when he heard the conversation between Wen Mingyu and Gong Xue, "You have already learned the "Lin Jing" and your progress is so fast. You are almost ready to enter the Imperial College, right? If you come, I will be your official

We are senior brothers, and we can still talk about schoolwork together after class."

After several contacts, he liked this studious junior brother very much and looked forward to his coming. Studying in the Imperial College, participating in the Spring Palace Examination, and being named on the gold list were the pursuits and dreams of all scholars. He felt that Wen Mingyu would definitely achieve a lot in this.

Not a bad result.

Wen Mingyu was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Dr. Gong, "Can I enter the Imperial College?"

Gong Xue did not nod directly, but smiled with narrowed eyes, "You have not taken the provincial examination, but if you really want to go, I will give you the examination paper. If you do well in the examination, I can recommend you."

Wei Yunlan quickly winked at Wen Mingyu, indicating that Dr. Gong's recommendation was rare and told him to seize the opportunity.

But Wen Mingyu was a little hesitant. The Imperial College is equivalent to a university, and you have to study for a few years. It's one thing if Mu Zhan doesn't agree. Moreover, he plans to leave and has been making preparations. He might not be here next year.

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Therefore, he could not agree immediately. Instead, he said seriously and sincerely: "Thank you very much, Doctor, for your recognition of me. It's just that I have to go back and discuss it with...my family first."

Wei Yunlan couldn't believe that he didn't agree immediately, with a look of hatred on his face. Such a good opportunity, why are you still discussing it? Of course my family wants you to seize it quickly. What if you miss it? Junior brother usually sees

He looks very smart, but why is he so stupid now?

Wei Yunlan couldn't help but reached out and patted his arm, whispering: "Hurry up and agree."

Only then did Gong Xue remember that after teaching for so long, he almost forgot that he was Wen Mingyu who received the imperial decree to teach. The relationship between Wen Mingyu and the Holy Emperor was unclear. Although he did not have the status of a concubine in the harem, the Holy Emperor treated him very much.

It seems that he attaches great importance to him and has arranged good learning resources for him. If it weren't for the age difference, he would have suspected that the emperor was raising his son and training the future crown prince.

In this way, it is really not up to him as an old man to decide whether to enter the Imperial College. And if the Holy One is willing, he can arrange to enter the Imperial College no matter how bad Wen Mingyu is at reading.

He has no control over this matter. He can only hope that such a pillar of talent will not be wasted.

Gong Xue deliberately coughed twice: "I'm not blind, I can see, what are you doing in front of me? Entering the Imperial College is a serious matter, and you should discuss it with your family. This matter is not urgent, and we can talk about it after we have laid a solid foundation.

good."

Wei Yunlan took back her hand, looked at Wen Mingyu, opened her mouth and said a silly word silently.

Wen Mingyu knew that this senior brother was doing it for his own good, and felt warm in his heart. He was also amused and wanted to laugh a little. He curled his lips and shrugged.

The two interacted naturally and seemed to have a close relationship.
Chapter completed!