Unconsciously, Wen Mingyu has been in the palace for more than half a year. The time is a little unbelievably fast, as if in the blink of an eye.

However, Wen Mingyu felt that she lived a very fulfilling life.

His courses have long been not limited to book studies, but have taken all the required courses of the study together. 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 the teachers of other subjects had already been arranged, indicating that Mu Zhan had already considered it.

Ritual, music, archery, horsemanship, calligraphy, and arithmetic are six subjects that scholars must learn. The six arts are ritual, music and dance, archery, driving, calligraphy, and arithmetic.

Wen Mingyu was in high school before coming here, and some basics, especially arithmetic, were greatly appreciated by the doctor, and he even learned his simple arithmetic in turn. After all, Wen Mingyu comes from the interstellar era thousands of years later. Some knowledge is standing on the shoulders of giants. After several development, integration and optimization, it has natural advantages.

In addition to classes, Mu Zhan also made a decree that Wen Mingyu could enter and leave his private library at will, which contained various rich and precious collections and even single copies. He can take it and look at it at will, and it is no problem to take it to a place other than the library.

Therefore, several doctors who taught him stepped into his study and saw the priceless orphan books piled up in piles, like Chinese cabbage that didn't want money, and they were stunned, almost suffocating.

Wen Mingyu was stared furiously, and the teachers' eyes were so eager that he couldn't ignore it. But these books belonged to Mu Zhan. He couldn't make his own decisions. After hesitating, he tried to ask Mu Zhan if he could lend them to them, and said that he would look at them and make sure not to break the books.

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

Wen Mingyu talked about it in the afternoon.

It is no exaggeration to say that the doctor's eyes suddenly lit up, more powerful than electric light bulbs, his face glowed red, and he seemed to be a few years younger.

"Really? Isn't that bad?"

That's what he said, but his hand couldn't reach his instinct, very honest.

They obviously cherish books very much. They subconsciously wiped their hands on their clothes and felt that it was not enough. They took out a handkerchief and wiped it carefully. Only then did they hold the book in both hands and turn the pages gently with trembling fingers, as if they were dealing with a fragile piece of paper. Precious treasure, staring at the book without blinking.

With that solemn and solemn posture, he almost wanted to bathe and burn incense, and bowed devoutly to the book.

What an honor to see such a rare and unique book.

The doctors were reluctant to look away.

Before they received the imperial decree to teach Wen Mingyu, their hearts were like water, and they were competent at their jobs. After finding out that Wen Mingyu was a piece of rough jade, they were pleasantly surprised and taught with all their hearts. Now they are fortunate enough to read the only book...

Ha! There are so many good things to teach students! Earned!

They all feel that they love Wen Mingyu as a student even more!

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

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

The teacher's love is like a mountain, so heavy that he can't bear it.

Wen Mingyu likes to read books, and sometimes he is so fascinated by it that he even forgot to eat, but Mu Zhan came over with a cold face and carried people away like chickens, and almost took back Wen Mingyu's entry and exit from the library.

However, in the past few months, Wen Mingyu has cultivated the best and is best at what he is best at. It is not to study and count, nor to know all the famous books, but to obey the tyrant. Blowing rainbow farts, adding innocents, adding grievances, and invisible coquettish, multiple methods are used in turn or combined, and they jump back and forth on the edge of death many times, but they are all safely passed, and the tyrant's favorability value is slowly brushed up.

Every time he was taken out, he blinked a pair of Bling Bling eyes, tilted his head and stared at Mu Zhan, smiled flatteringly, stretched his tail and spoke in a soft voice, anyone who looked at it would know him. Soft-hearted.

Mu Zhan didn't respond, but the low pressure around his body did ease, proving that this method was still useful. When it was time to eat, Wen Mingyu first brought Mu Zhan's favorite dishes, and then immersed himself in cooking, and the atmosphere was not so scary.

Mu Zhan stretched out his hand and landed on top of his head, because Wen Mingyu had not yet reached the crown, and his beautiful black hair was tied behind his head with only a headband, which could be stroked at will. Mu Zhan gently stroked down his hair, pinched the back of his neck through his hair, and said softly, "Don't make Gu Gu angry." His

tone could be regarded as calm, but when Wen Mingyu listened, he always felt that he The words are not finished, as if there is one more sentence.

Otherwise, Gu didn't know what he would do.

Wen Mingyu's back was hairy, and she nodded very obediently. Later, she proved that she had listened to his words and seldom forgot herself in the library. Instead, she would take the initiative to find Mu Zhan for dinner.

As soon as Mu Zhan came over, he saw Wen Mingyu sitting at the table at first glance, waiting for him to eat together.

The feeling that someone is waiting.

He is not alone.

Wen Mingyu looked at him and smiled sweetly, as if smeared with honey, sweet to the heart.

Mu Zhan couldn't help but put his hand on top of his head and rubbed it a bit before picking up his chopsticks and eating slowly.

During the process, the two would casually chat a few words, such as this dish is delicious, there is a funny passage in the book today, roses are blooming, etc., unexpectedly homely.

This is a picture that Zhao Dequan could never have imagined before. After Wen Mingyu entered the palace, Mu Zhan's temper was much calmer. The original stomach disease was also improved because of the improved appetite and regular diet. The gloom between his eyebrows was reduced, and his complexion was obviously much better.

Zhao Dequan is loyal to Mu Zhan, and seeing that Mu Zhan treats Wen Mingyu with special and indifference, he also likes Wen Mingyu more and more. When he sees him, he smiles kindly and speaks respectfully, even the princes and nobles do not have this treatment.

After lunch, Wen Mingyu rested with Mu Zhan 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 the three-day small test and the five-day big test, and 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. It was definitely good and pointed out the shortcomings. When leaving, Wen Mingyu sent the teacher out, and also discussed some doubtful points by the way.

"Dr. Gong, Junior Brother Wen."

Not far away, a young man in Tsing Yi greeted with a smile. It was one of Gong Xue's beloved disciples, Wei Yunlan. He is a few years older than Wen Mingyu, studying in the Imperial College, and preparing to participate in the spring festival next year.

There was a time when Gong Xue forgot the book and asked Wei Yunlan to send it over, so he introduced Wen Mingyu. Gong Xue still stroked his beard and smiled, "You two are my proud students, please communicate more."

Wei Yunlan helped Gong Xue to correct Wen Mingyu's test paper together. He wrote very general about this word, but has unique insights. The younger brother and sister were very interested, and after talking, they 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", the progress is really fast, you can almost enter the Imperial College, right? If you come, I will be your official Senior brother, we can talk about schoolwork together after class."

After several contacts, he likes this studious brother very much and is looking forward to his coming. Studying in the Guozijian, participating in the Spring Festival Palace Examination, and getting a title on the Golden List are the pursuit and dream of all scholars. He felt that Wen Mingyu would definitely get very good results in this.

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

Gong Xue didn't nod directly, but squinted and smiled, "You didn't take the township exam, but if you really want to go, I'll give you the exam paper. If you do well in the test, I can recommend it for you."

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

But Wen Mingyu was a little hesitant. Guozijian was equivalent to a university, and he had to study for a few years. Mu Zhan disagreed, and he planned to leave. He has been preparing for it. He might not be here next year. .

Therefore, he had no way of agreeing immediately, but said seriously and sincerely: "Thank you very much for the doctor's recognition of me, it's just me, I have to go back and discuss with ... my family first."

Wei Yunlan couldn't believe that he didn't agree with him, his face was full of hatred. Such a good opportunity, what to discuss, of course, the family told you to seize it quickly, what if you missed it! Little Junior Brother usually looks very clever, how can this be stupid.

Wei Yunlan couldn't help but stretched out his hand and patted his arm lightly, and said in a low voice, "Promise quickly."

Gong Xue also remembered that, after teaching for so long, he almost forgot that he was Wen Ming who was taught by the imperial decree. Yu, Wen Mingyu's relationship with the sage is unclear. Although he does not have the position of a concubine in the harem, the sage seems to value him very much and has arranged for him good learning resources. If it weren't for the age difference, he would have doubted that the saint was raising his son and cultivating the future crown prince.

In this way, whether or not to enter Guozijian is really not something that an old man can decide. And if the sage is willing, no matter how badly Wenming Yushu has read, he can still arrange for him to be admitted to Guozijian.

He can't control this matter, he can only hope that such a pillar of talent will not be wasted.

Gong Xue coughed twice on purpose: "I'm not blind, I can see, and do something small in front of me. Entering the Guozijian is a serious matter, and you should really discuss it with your family. It's not urgent, and the foundation is solid. Good."

Wei Yunlan retracted his hand, looked at Wen Mingyu, opened his mouth and said a silly word silently.

Wen Mingyu knew that this senior brother was doing it for his own good, so his heart was warm, and he was teased a little to laugh. He curled his lips and shrugged.

The interaction between the two is natural, and it seems that the relationship is quite close.

And they didn't know that this scene was seen by Mu Zhan in the distance.