Wen Mingyu was actually quite surprised when Mu Zhan offered to let him study at Guozijian. After all, Gong Xue wanted to recommend him before. After Mu Zhan heard about it, his face was not good.

Later, he didn't think much about the past Guozijian. The highest academy, of course, is not something you can enter if you want to. There are a lot of talents in it. He has self-knowledge and is a bit smart, but there is still a big gap compared with the real genius.

But now, Mu Zhan is going to put him in, is he going through the back door?

Students who enter the Guozijian are collectively referred to as supervisors, and can be roughly divided into four types according to the way of admission. Those who are recruited to serve as supervisors are called supervisors, and the students who are selected from local areas with excellent academic performance are Gongjian, because their fathers are officials. The one who was admitted to the school by special gift was the Yinjian, and the one who entered the school by donating money was the regular supervisor.

Wen Mingyu didn't belong to any of them, but he walked through the most powerful back door, arranged directly by the emperor, and made a real airborne.

However, of course Mu Zhan will not be without consideration. If Wen Mingyu is really allowed to enter under the name of the emperor's backer, the atmosphere will not be good. If you are not flattered by all kinds of flattery, or you are isolated because of fear and jealousy, it is difficult to have real friends.

Mu Zhan once also studied in Guozijian, because he was an unfavored prince, his status was not high, and he had experienced the bad of being bullied. He didn't want Wen Mingyu to have a similar experience.

To this end, he ordered Zhao Dequan to bring the list of new students admitted this year to see which family and party they came from, so as to avoid people like the grandson of the prime minister. Fortunately, there are not many shade prisoners this year. The younger generation who have seen Wen Mingyu in public before are either preparing for the next year's spring festival or have graduated.

He is not a disciple of a big clan, so naturally he has no chance to participate in those occasions, and he has never seen Wen Mingyu's appearance.

Mu Zhan raised his eyebrows slightly when he saw that the children of the poor family accounted for the majority.

This is not only good for Wen Mingyu's learning environment, but it can also be seen that in the future, if these people are ranked second among these people, they will be slowly cultivated and given to high-ranking officials, step by step, to replace and nibble away those big family forces, carry out a big change of blood, and concentrate power.

Mu Zhanhui decided to let Wen Mingyu go to Guozijian because the atmosphere there is simple, most people are obsessed with academics, and there will not be too much intrigue like in officialdom. But of course, in order to prevent people who don't have long eyes, Mu Zhan also arranged for him to read with him. The official in charge of Guozijian, Jijiu, also knows Wen Mingyu's identity. If something happens, he will protect Wen Mingyu or send someone to report.

The procedures required for admission are complicated, but Mu Zhan ordered it directly, and naturally passed the first time, which was unbelievably fast.

Moreover, what Wen Mingyu thought was purely airborne was actually inaccurate. Mu Zhan had given him the test paper before, which was one of the entrance examinations, and his grades completely exceeded the requirements.

It's just that he doesn't know, it's just an ordinary quiz.

On the day of the entrance ceremony, Wen Mingyu put on a green jacket, a white robe and a green collar, the uniform of the students of the Guozijian, which can also be called a school uniform.

With a bunch of belts and a hat on, he is completely a handsome little scholar with red lips and white teeth. Wen Mingyu took a look at the bronze mirror with some freshness, then turned and walked in front of Mu Zhan , spread out his hands, and asked excitedly, "How is it?"

This sounds a bit cold, but Wen Mingyu already knows Mu Zhan's virtue, and it is automatically translated into good.

It was Mu Zhan who proposed to go to Guozijian, but when he was really going, he sat there with a stinky expression on his face, resting his elbows on the table, quite impatient.

About to leave, Wen Mingyu glanced at it, then glanced at it again, and couldn't help but moved her pace and leaned forward, "Your Majesty, I'm leaving."

Mu Zhan replied coldly, "Well."

"Goodbye for lunch."

Wen Mingyu smiled and waved at Mu Zhan before turning around and walking out of the palace gate, leaving a fresh and vigorous back.

Mu Zhan was stunned for a while, the beautiful smiling face just now clearly reflected in front of him, and it lingered for a long time.

National Supervisor.

The first thing you see is a red wall and a solemn gate. Going inside is the Taixuemen. There is a glazed plaque on the temple, which reads the Biyong Hall. The courtyard is deep, the hall has two eaves, covered with yellow glazed tiles, the corners of the eaves are raised, the four corners are pointed, and the top is gilt gold.

There are enclosing corridors around, with red eaves colonnade columns standing, with birds between the columns, painted with the highest-level "Golden Dragon and Seal" color painting. Surrounded by a pool outside, with white marble as a guardrail, it constitutes "Bi Yong Huan Water".

There is also a special practice in Guozijian. When every emperor ascends the throne, he will come here in person and hold a grand lecture ceremony to show the importance he attaches to education.

Mu Zhan also came at the beginning, but all the doctoral supervisors below were so frightened and trembling that they didn't even hear what Mu Zhan said. Mu Zhan said a few words and left. They were both fortunate and apprehensive, and they were relieved that they did not have to face the tyrant, but they were afraid that the tyrant would not pay attention to Guozijian.

Later, Mu Zhan revised the education policy and built a public academy and other measures, which made the scholars happy again, and it could be seen that the current emperor was concerned about this. Princes and nobles fear and hate this tyrant, but in the eyes of scholars, Mu Zhan's image is more complicated.

Because it's the first day of a new student.

I only arranged the entrance ceremony, visited familiar places, and did not have to attend classes for the time being.

After Wen Mingyu and Companion went in together, they saw many people wearing the same clothes as him, most of them were about his age, but there were also older people or children.

Rare and special, the most likely to leave an impression.

The most concerned is the only female student and a child.

Guozijian had never accepted women before, because after Mu Zhan ascended the throne, he drew up a draft that women could also participate in the imperial examination. It took more than a year to break through the resistance of the old school and began to try it out.

If this female student successfully graduated from Guozijian, was admitted through Chunwei, and became a jinshi or even above, she would be the first female official of the dynasty.

Therefore, many freshmen are secretly watching her and whispering. The female student was unmoved and still stood calmly, but if you look closely, you will find that her body is tense, and the hands in her sleeves are unconsciously curled and clenched.

However, as the first woman to enter Guozijian, being watched by so many people, she can maintain her composure under extreme pressure, and her temperament is very unusual.

Wen Mingyu admired her very much, but she might not be able to do it herself.

Near the girl, there is also a child who is also attracting attention. He looks less than ten years old, with obvious baby fat on his face, showing a childish look, but his face is serious and serious, his chest is straight, he is older than him The big man should also look stable and mature, just like a small adult.

He glanced a few more times, and the child noticed his gaze, turned his head to look over, opened his mouth, and looked at the doctor standing at the front, hesitating to say anything, and finally turned his head back.

The doctor who led the way was saying that the Imperial College has just been repaired, which is the will of the Holy Master, which shows how much the Holy Master attaches importance to you.

All the freshmen nodded solemnly, and Wen Mingyu did the same. He didn't expect that Mu Zhan ordered people to repair it in advance because he was enrolled.

The entrance ceremony has a fixed process and ceremony.

Dress up, pay respects to your teacher, wash your hands and cleanse your heart.

The ancients paid attention to: dress up first, then understand the truth.

Therefore, the freshmen stand in an orderly manner, and the doctor arranges the clothes for the students in turn. The sacrificial wine of Guozijian also participated in the entrance ceremony.

The sacrificial wine just arrived in the row where Wen Mingyu was, and dressed the students one by one. When he walked in front of Wen Mingyu, Jijiu showed an elegant smile and said, "Be diligent and know, discern and act clearly."

Wen Mingyu was stunned for a moment, then nodded seriously in response.

Then, the sacrifice wine went to the next prisoner.

Wen Mingyu is a little strange, is it his illusion? How does it feel that the sacrifice wine is gentler to him than to others.

At the end of the entrance ceremony, there was time for the freshmen to get to know each other.

At this time, the child came over, stood in front of Wen Mingyu, and introduced himself in a serious manner: "I'm Wei Chen."

Wen Mingyu was stunned for a moment, and responded with his name.

Wei Chen said, "I know your name, and your pair just now is impressive."

Before the entrance ceremony, Guo Zijian arranged an entrance game, which was considered to be entertainment and relaxation, taking turns to match pairs.

The doctor asked the question, and the supervisor picked it up.

Answered with a knowing smile, and it didn't matter if it wasn't right. Of course, all the supervisors are on the right, only the points are good or fair.

Wei Chen said, "I've noticed it, and it's okay to be right. It's just you, Chu Shuli, and Shao Yan."

Only then did Wen Mingyu realize that the child had memorized everyone's names. Chu Shuli was the only woman, and Shao Yan was a cold, expressionless teenager.

"But of course, you are not as good as me."

Wen Mingyu: "..."

It turned out to be a narcissistic prodigy.

After Wei Chen finished speaking, he turned around and left, and went to Chu Shuli and Shao Yan to speak in front of them. Wen Mingyu and the two looked at each other unconsciously, showing a similar helpless expression, so there was a subtle intimacy.

At this point, the entrance ceremony of the first day of Guozijian was successfully concluded.

Wen Mingyu returned to the palace and arrived at the Taiji Palace, which happened to be lunch time.

As soon as Zhao Dequan saw him, it was like seeing a savior, his eyes lit up, and he said quickly, "Young Master Wen, you are finally back, hurry in, the Sage is waiting for you inside."

Wen Mingyu was a little puzzled, He only went out for two hours, why does it seem like he has been gone for a long time.

Wen Mingyu raised a question mark, stepped over the threshold, and entered the hall.

Before he could see Mu Zhan, he was dragged into a broad embrace, his arms wrapped around his waist like chains.

Wen Mingyu struggled subconsciously, and then she smelled the familiar spirits pheromone and relaxed unconsciously.

Mu Zhan's pheromone was not stable, Wen Mingyu was hugged, and the area of ​​physical contact just happened to be large, which was very suitable for comfort. He simply raised his hand and hugged it back.

Mu Zhan felt the struggle of the person in his arms, and his mood became worse in an instant. His eyes were red, and he lowered his head and wanted to bite his neck fiercely. The hand around his waist also suddenly increased strength, as if The beast locks its prey and is shrouded in its own shadow, which is extremely oppressive.

But before he could make a move, Mu Zhan felt a pair of hands on his back, and his body froze in shock, as if he had never expected this to happen.

But the fact is that Wen Mingyu not only hugged him, but also patted it smoothly, like a big dog hook to appease the irritable. Wen Mingyu felt that she was infected by Mu Zhan, as if she hadn't seen each other for a long time and missed her a bit.

They hugged for a long time, and the spirits pheromone slowly calmed down.

In the end, it was because Wen Mingyu's stomach made a loud noise.

"Gu--" It's

hard not to hear, not to mention that the hall is so quiet.

Wen Mingyu's entire face was flushed, and so were his ears and neck.

Mu Zhan let go of him, and when he saw the person in his arms like boiled shrimp, he couldn't help curling his lips, his mood improved, and he reached out and touched Wen Mingyu's ear and said, "It's very hot."

Wen Mingyu I growled in my heart and wanted to hit the dog.

Soothe the fart and let his pheromones be restless!

Wen Mingyu blushed with anger, lowered her head and didn't want to speak, Mu Zhan took his hand and sat down at the table, ordering the palace staff to set the meal.

There are many imperial meals on the table, and most of them are what Wen Mingyu likes to eat, such as braised prawns, squirrel mandarin fish, Dongpo pork, chestnut roast chicken, Sixi balls...

When Wen Mingyu was in Guozijian, she was already a little hungry, and now she couldn't help licking her lips and burying her head in eating.

Because it is a meal specially prepared for the emperor, it is extraordinarily luxurious and delicate, and there are many dishes. Generally speaking, you only eat one or two bites of each dish, and there will always be leftovers, which are then given to the palace servants.

A table full of dishes is impossible to finish with Mu Zhan and Wen Mingyu alone, but today, Wen Mingyu eats more than ever. As he keeps eating, the more dishes on the table. The less he came, the more Mu Zhan's expression changed.

After eating three times the usual amount of food, Wen Mingyu put down his chopsticks, burped, and wiped his mouth contentedly. His stomach had visibly bulged.

The imperial meal was removed, and the sliced ​​melons, fruits and desserts were served again, along with steaming hot tea. Wen Mingyu looked at it and picked it up again to eat.

But Mu Zhan grabbed his wrist, frowned and said, "Aren't you going to be uncomfortable?"

Wen Mingyu was a little confused, and tilted her head to look at him, "Uncomfortable? Why?

" When Mu Zhan loosened his strength, he continued to put the flower cake into his mouth and eat it.

"Think about it, how much did you eat today?"

Wen Mingyu remembered obediently, and while thinking, she continued to stuff delicious food into her mouth, eating with relish and couldn't stop. Later, after really thinking about it, he reacted slowly, like, probably, maybe... Really eating a little too much?

Wen Mingyu felt a little guilty about his big appetite, but he really felt okay and could continue to eat.

"It's just a little bit more than usual."

He stretched out his finger and made a small gesture.

Mu Zhan looked suspicious, "Are you sure?"

Wen Mingyu nodded affirmatively, smiled, and ate another plate of flower cakes, and finally...

"You said no?"

"It was really okay just now, I can't stand it! "

Wen Mingyu refuted, but her stomach was obviously bulging, and it seemed that she couldn't even move, which was really not convincing.

Wen Mingyu frowned, her expression a little painful: "Stomach is uncomfortable..."

Mu Zhan looked at him blankly, after two seconds, he sighed helplessly, pulled the person into his arms, and sat on his lap .

Then, rub his belly.

The wide and slender palms were attached to the belly, with a thin layer of fabric interposed therebetween, and the fingers pressed gently and softly.

Just the right amount of force, the position is just right, and the stomach is slowly massaged.

Wen Mingyu was pulled and sat on Mu Zhan's lap, which was a little awkward and uncomfortable, but after pressing it for a while, the whole person didn't consciously relax.

Like a pet that has been smoothed by rua, it is flattened softly, revealing its soft belly to the person who trusts and relies on, without any defense, and casually brushing the owner's hair.

I don't know how long it took, the unpleasant feeling eased a lot, but it was because he had just eaten, and tiredness surged up, his bones were softened, he leaned lazily in Mu Zhan's arms, lying on his shoulders, His face was deformed, and the flesh was a lump, and his mouth was squeezed slightly.

He squinted his eyes, his long black eyelashes trembled, he was so sleepy, he snorted vaguely, and finally, the rabbit ears couldn't control it. Face is a little itchy.

Wen Mingyu subconsciously reached out to push it away. However, Mu Zhan also felt the extra softness on the side of his neck, and reached out and rubbed it twice.

Without warning, bang.

Mu Zhan's arms lightened, and the person he was holding just now disappeared suddenly.

Only a mess of clothes on his legs.

Mu Zhan was stunned for a moment, his hand was hanging in the air, and there was a hint of displeasure in his eyes that the soft touch suddenly disappeared, but soon, he skillfully fished out the lop-eared rabbit from the pile of clothes.

Wen Mingyu was enjoying rubbing his stomach, completely relaxed and drowsy, so comfortable that he accidentally revealed his original shape, the whole person was still half asleep and half awake, and he didn't realize what happened.

So, the little lop-eared rabbit squatted in Mu Zhan's palm, looking a little silly and easy to bully. He raised his head, looked at Mu Zhan blankly, and then looked down at the palm of his tummy, then lay down decisively, and hugged Mu Zhan's fingers with his claws, placing them on his stomach, signaling him to continue.

It's really stupid to call the king of a country for granted.

However, Mu Zhan didn't care, instead, he was quite happy and continued to rub his stomach. After just rubbing it twice, the lop-eared rabbit suddenly got up again, and pulled some cloth with its claws, covering it under its stomach. Although there are hairs blocking it, it still feels a little weird.