Wen Mingyu never expected that when he said he was illiterate, the tyrant's response was to arrange a teacher for him and ask him to learn it quickly and read the memorial.

He really didn't understand why Mu Zhan insisted on him reading it. Wouldn't it be better to find a literate confidant?

However, this is a good thing for Wen Mingyu.

In this strange era, knowing more things would be more conducive to his survival alone.

"Thank you, Your Majesty. Your Majesty is so kind!"

This time, Wen Mingyu didn't pretend, and really thanked Mu Zhan from the bottom of his heart for this move, which helped him a lot. Wen Mingyu looked at Mu Zhan with bright eyes, as if stars were shining in his eyes, and he smiled especially

It's very sweet, like a ball of soft snacks. When you take a bite, the sweet filling will flow out.

Mu Zhan was stunned for a moment, glanced twice, and then looked away.

"How long does it take to learn? One month?"

Wen Mingyu was stunned. Is the tyrant's request for him a bit too high? Mastering a new writing in a month? I can't do that.

"Well, isn't a month a bit..." Wen Mingyu smiled awkwardly.

Mu Zhan nodded, "One month is really not appropriate."

Wen Mingyu thought to herself, well, one month is simply inhumane.

As a result, Mu Zhan continued: "It's too long, half a month is enough."

Wen Mingyu: "..."

This is definitely a trick on him, right? Right? Right?!

Dog Emperor!

Silly stuff!

you are hopeless!

Wen Mingyu had a smile on her face, but her heart was roaring all over the screen. She was so stimulated by the tyrant that she exploded her hair into a ball of hair and turned into a grumpy rabbit.

Mu Zhan arranged for him to study for five hours a day, so that he did not have to come over for the time being, but Mu Zhan would conduct surprise inspections to see what he had learned.

After hearing this, Wen Mingyu had no choice but to live without love.

If you go out to hang out, you will always have to pay back. He has not yet reached the third year of high school in the interstellar era, but he has experienced it in ancient times, and there are tyrants watching him. If he does not study well, he may fail, and his learning efficiency will probably be extremely high.

The next day, Wen Mingyu met his teacher, who was sent from the Imperial College and was a doctor of calligraphy.

In ancient times, the meaning of doctorate was very different. It was not a degree, but an official title. The Imperial College was the highest institution of learning and educational management institution in ancient times. Being able to become a doctor of calligraphy and be a professor of calligraphy in the Imperial College was naturally a good choice.

Expertise and excellent ability.

Gong Xue, a doctor of calligraphy, was in his forties. He was dressed in official uniform and had a calm and peaceful attitude. He was suddenly assigned to teach an illiterate person. He did not show any resentment or dissatisfaction on his face, but he was very competent and taught in a precise manner.

He doesn't flatter and expect Wen Mingyu to speak good words for him in front of the Holy Sage, nor does he dislike Wen Mingyu for being an illiterate person who doesn't know a word.

His attitude is very bland, not much different from teaching other supervisors.

He has a literary character of his own.

Wen Mingyu liked this style of teacher very much, and he studied very seriously. After he devoted himself to it, he temporarily forgot the original idea of ​​exploring the way in the palace. Moreover, he did not go to see the tyrant during this period, nor did he

Ways to mention.

Because Wen Mingyu was often summoned by the tyrant, was alive and well, and seemed to be quite favored, the attitude of the palace people obviously changed accordingly.

At first, when Mu Zhan heard that Mingyu was special, the manager and others didn't pay much attention to it. After all, the Holy Sage was moody. He seemed to like him very much, but he might get angry for no reason in the next second and make people angry.

After killing him, the palace officials were not in a hurry to please Wen Mingyu.

But as time went by, Mu Zhan still often looked for Wen Mingyu, and his love for him continued unabated, and now he even arranged for him to be a husband. The palace officials began to gain a sense of presence in front of Wen Mingyu.

The most outstanding one is Youfu. The little eunuch who was originally assigned to Wen Mingyu felt that Wen Mingyu would die soon and had no future, so he ran away to hang out somewhere else. Now he has come back to kneel next to Wen Mingyu.

Show loyalty in front of others.

But Wen Mingyu felt that it was enough for him to be taken care of by Sanxi and didn't want to pay attention to him.

Youfu didn't expect that this seemingly good-tempered master was not so easy to talk to, and even had a hard heart. He gritted his teeth, slapped his face hard, and begged for mercy, which made him look like Wen Ming

Jade is in the process of grinding the palace people.

Wen Mingyu was startled by what he said, and then frowned. Although he was still a student and not too old, he had no parents and could only rely on himself. He also saw more than his peers during his part-time job. He knew

You are doing this on purpose, forcing yourself to be soft-hearted.

Wen Mingyu understood that he had been blessed when he left, but it didn't mean that he would accept such a person to stay by his side.

When people make a decision, they should think about the possible consequences in the future. Why do you think he will ignore his past grudges and accept him calmly?

Wen Mingyu didn't need him to serve him, but she didn't insist on driving him away. He could still do things here if he wanted to stay. But Fufu insisted on having the same personal attendant status as Sanxi and didn't want to do odd jobs.

Wen Mingyu was annoyed by the noise and asked someone to take him out. Fufu stared at the others and knelt outside the door, saying that he could help his master. What to help him? Naturally, it was to help him obtain holy favor.

We can hear that Mingyu doesn't want this. He thinks it's best to keep it as it is now, neither close nor far, not to be disliked by the tyrant and executed suddenly, and not to be pampered to the point of sleeping with him.

Finally, Zhao Dequan came here and happened to see this scene. His expression suddenly changed and he immediately asked someone to take Youfu away and reported the matter to the Holy Master.

Generally speaking, such trivial matters do not require His Majesty to worry about, but based on his observations during this period, Zhao Dequan guessed that His Majesty might want to know and reported it.

After hearing this, Mu Zhan put down the memorial and rarely praised, "It was handled well."

Zhao Dequan thought for a moment that the Holy One was approving his actions. He was about to say that this was his duty, but suddenly he realized that the Holy One should be talking about Young Master Wen. Sure enough, right after, he heard a voice coming from above.

.

"I don't want him to appear in front of Wen Mingyu again."

"...Yes, I obey your order."

After Zhao Dequan responded respectfully, he immediately ordered someone to transfer Fuyou to wash the clothes of the palace servants. It is natural for people to want to climb up, but it is too stupid to blatantly climb up and down and threaten the master, which is harmful to others.

Has.

Zhao Dequan suddenly felt that if Mr. Wen was soft-hearted and left someone behind, and he did something he shouldn't have done in the future and fell into the hands of the Holy Master, the end would be unimaginably miserable.

After this incident, Zhao Dequan brought a group of new palace officials over and replaced all the thoughtful people in Wen Mingyu Palace.

The eunuch and the maid knelt on the ground and bowed respectfully to Wen Mingyu, "I will serve you with all my heart. I will be loyal and have no other intention."

Wen Mingyu was stunned for a moment by this huge battle. Sanxi was also dumbfounded, but he quickly came to his senses. He was happy and worried at the same time. He was happy because it showed that the Lord valued his master, but he was worried about whether he would be replaced.

Fortunately, he heard Mr. Wen's voice immediately, wanting to keep him by his side. He breathed a sigh of relief and was very grateful to Mr. Wen.

Different from Sanxi's idea that the Holy Emperor values ​​his favor, Wen Mingyu felt that the tyrant just intervened on a whim. Moreover, he also discovered that there was really nothing that the palace could hide from the tyrant. He felt that no matter what he did, there was a pair of eyes watching from the dark. It's so annoying.

Wen Mingyu was not wrong.

Zhao Dequan noticed that the Holy One cared about him, so he paid special attention to anything related to him, and picked out some important reports to the Holy One every day.

Whenever Zhao Dequan mentioned Mr. Wen, although the Lord didn't say much, he listened patiently to the end.

Especially these days, Mr. Wen is busy studying and has not come to see the Holy Sage. The Holy Sage will even ask a few questions when he talks about Mr. Wen's affairs.

Ten days later.

Mu Zhan looked at the memorial, suddenly threw it down a little irritably, got up and walked out.

Zhao Dequan, who was standing at the door of the royal study, was quite surprised, "...Your Majesty?"

Mu Zhan didn't look at him and walked straight forward, "Go to Wen Mingyu's place. After so many days, let's see what he has learned."

Zhao Dequan hurriedly asked someone to carry the chariot over. At the same time, he was still a little speechless. It was only ten days, how long could it last and how much could he learn? His Majesty just wanted to see people.

When the emperor arrived, the whole palace was shocked. Everyone in the palace knelt down and saluted to welcome the emperor.

Gong Xue, who was teaching, stopped and saluted respectfully.

Wen Mingyu, who was sitting at the desk writing, also stood up and was about to salute, but Mu Zhan waved his hand to indicate that he was exempt from the ceremony. Wen Mingyu did not kneel down, but smiled at Mu Zhan.

When Gong Xue saw this, his heart was shocked, and he was a little surprised that could not be concealed.

"How did you learn?"

Mu Zhan's calm tone brought him back to his senses immediately. He no longer cared about the strange atmosphere between Mu Zhan and Wen Mingyu, but turned his attention back to his studies. As soon as he mentioned this, his face unconsciously showed a smile. He smiled happily.

"The young master is naturally intelligent and has a photographic memory. His learning progress is much faster than I expected. I have adjusted the teaching plan several times. In the second half of the month, I may have to bring the Four Books and Five Classics with me."

Teachers all like smart and serious students. At first, Gong Xue was teaching for his purpose, but later he discovered that Wen Mingyu absorbed knowledge at an amazing speed. Unconsciously, he became more and more interested in it, and wanted to carve this piece of raw jade carefully so that he could bloom. A dazzling light.

Everyone likes to hear good things. When Mingyu was praised like this, he felt happy, his eyes sparkled, and there was a little whisper hidden in the corners of his pursed lips, as if there were invisible tails raised and waving happily. .

Mu Zhan took a look, and the fingers hanging by his side were slightly curled, as if he were touching something in the air.

"I love you for taking the trouble to teach, you should be rewarded."

Gong Xue bowed and thanked him, saying that this was his duty.

Then, Mu Zhan waved his hand and invited the people away casually. When Gong Xue was led out of the hall by Zhao Dequan, he was still a little confused. Today's class... seemed to be unfinished?

Zhao Dequan said with a smile: "Thank you for your hard work, Dr. Gong."

Gong Xue was interrupted from his thoughts, waved his hand and said: "It's not hard, it's not hard."

Just like that, I got off work early and went home to spend time with my wife and children.

Wen Mingyu and Mu Zhan were the only two people left in the house.

Mu Zhan walked over and picked up the rice paper that Wen Mingyu had been practicing calligraphy on these days. From the beginning, it was so soft that it was hard to see what he was writing. Then, he gradually adapted to using the brush, and the characters had bones and could stand upright. Get up and look a bit better.

Although it is not very good-looking, for a beginner, it can be said that he has done an excellent job and is quite talented. In time, he will definitely achieve some achievements in calligraphy.

Mu Zhan was watching, and Wen Mingyu followed him unconsciously, like a little tail attached to the back.

As soon as Mu Zhan turned around, he met his eyes.

Wen Mingyu didn't say anything, he just watched eagerly, his eyes were shining, and he just wrote clearly - Praise me now!

This made Mu Zhan, who originally wanted to point out the problematic aspects, fall into silence. After a while, he moved his lips and said in a deep voice: "It's okay."

When Wen Mingyu heard this, he felt better. Mu Zhan was a tyrant, and he usually had a cold and expressionless face. He didn't expect Mu Zhan to praise him. He just heard Mr. Gong mention the master's calligraphy skills several times, so he

Some people wanted to know what Mu Zhan thought of his calligraphy. The result was a bit surprising. A person with Mu Zhan's temper actually said it was acceptable. To round it off, he said it was great.
Chapter completed!