After the failed attempt to pretend to be dead, the sickly child was favored by the treacherous mini

"Don't be afraid. It's your first time in class, so it's okay if you make mistakes."

Wu Cixiu's kindness was rare, and he had never spoken to me in such a gentle and gentle voice like the one before.

It was like he was coaxing his great-grandson.

The finger fell on the paper: "What is this word?"

Xie Nanxing raised his eyes slightly and looked at her: "Jing."

Wu Cixiu drew a check mark and put his hand on another place: "What about this one?"

"pot."

Gradually, Xie Nanxing understood why he was called up.

Because the Taifu couldn't recognize the words he wrote at all.

After all the questions were marked, Wu Ciqing shook his head and chuckled. He raised his hand holding Xie Nanxing's test paper slightly and looked at the students sitting below.

"Look, out of all the people in this room, only Xie Nanxing answered all the questions correctly."

"Xie Nanxing's handwriting looks like a ghost's handwriting, uglier than Xiaojiu's. Fortunately, the master has always had good eyesight, otherwise someone else would not be able to tell right from wrong."

Xia Cheng's words sounded sour. In the past, he was always the one who gave the best answers, but his first place was taken away from him on the first day of the new year. How could he be happy?

Xie Nanxing was used to playing deaf and dumb and just pretended that he didn't understand the targeting. Anyway, he wouldn't get punished.

"What the Eighth Prince said is absolutely right. After school today, I will send the calligraphy copybook to the Princess's residence. You should write fifty characters every day and hand them in to my residence."

"Thank you for your teachings, Master."

Xie Nanxing wanted to laugh, but he couldn't.

This is fifty characters...

Writing big characters with a brush takes a lot of energy. Xie Nanxing felt that after he finished writing these big characters, his hands would be so weak that he wouldn't even be able to lift them to eat.

I don’t know if anyone will feed him after he shows mercy.

Thinking about the faces of Xiao Gao, Xiao Gan and Mo Ping, Xie Nanxing felt that it would be better to eat with his feet.

After the first class of the year is over, students who have subsequent course arrangements will go to find the corresponding teachers, and those who do not have course arrangements will leave the palace on their own.

Soon, Xia Yu and Xie Nanxing were the only ones left in the school.

Xia Yu turned around and looked at the package in Xie Nanxing's arms: "If you want to see Xiao Mo, the prince can go to the textbook below alone."

There are many things that don’t have to be discussed today.

If Xun Zhan arrives, Xie Nanxing won't be able to escape even if he wants to.

Little Mo?

Xie Nanxing's eyes widened when he heard this name, and after thinking for a while, he realized that this person could indeed call Shen Jinmo Xiaomo.

He is a whole generation older than Shen Jinmo.

"I will first serve as your highness's study companion. I can send you a few pieces of clothing after school."

Xie Nanxing had received Xia Yu's class schedule a long time ago. There was only one guqin class left today. It would not be until noon after the class, so Xie Nanxing could have lunch with Shen Jinmo just in time.

"Yeah." Xia Yu only responded with one word.

He had just met Xie Nanxing today and was not clear about Xie Nanxing's stance and personality. Besides, he himself was not a very enthusiastic person, so he naturally did not want to waste words.

In the next class, Xun Zhan would teach some guqin music to kill time. Xia Yu didn't even need to ask to know that Xie Nanxing would not like these.

After all, how can someone who can't even hold a brush steadily...

But it wasn't necessarily a bad thing that Xie Nanxing couldn't hold the brush steadily. At least his calligraphy looked much better in comparison...

Xun Zhan walked into the classroom with two young eunuchs holding guqins. The eunuchs placed the guqins on Xia Yu's desk and the podium respectively and then left.

Nodding slightly towards the two people sitting below, Xun Zhan stood on the podium and played the two pieces he was going to teach today.

The sleeves of his clothes fluttered in the wind, the music of the piano lingered, and the north wind blew. Xie Nanxing simply sensed a sense of uniqueness and independence from Xun Zhan.

Shaking his head slightly, Xie Nanxing knew that this was definitely an illusion.

"Okay, I'm done teaching you two, you can practice on your own."

There was no piano on Xie Nanxing's desk, so Xun Zhan generously placed his own piano on Xie Nanxing's desk.

With his hands pressed on the strings, Xie Nanxing's eyes were dim and he looked a little helpless.

Is this the end of the teaching?

Xun Zhan understood Xie Nanxing's surprise and pointed at Xia Yu's table: "Your Highness, do you know how to do it?"

Xia Yu nodded and repeated the song.

Xie Nanxing didn't dare to question Xun Zhan's teaching methods anymore. It was his own fault that he was not good enough and could not compare with the two gifted men.

However, it is normal not to be able to catch up with geniuses, and Xie Nanxing accepts his ordinariness very calmly.

Xun Zhan raised his hand and patted Xia Yu's shoulder. Xia Yu sighed silently, pressed the strings of the zither again, and the passionate war music sounded.

Xun Zhan moved a chair and sat next to Xie Nanxing. He placed one hand on the strings in front of Xie Nanxing and plucked them lazily.

"All the princes in this palace leave the palace at the age of 15 and set up their own residences. Only the eighth and ninth princes are still studying in the palace."

"There are nine people in this school, including you, divided into three factions."

"Han Zhou is a person of his own. He does not belong to anyone. He is just himself."

"You and the Ninth Prince belong to one faction, and the other six belong to another faction, all under the Eighth Prince."

Xun Zhan nodded at Xia Cheng's seat and said, "The Eighth Prince's mother was once the Queen's personal maid, so the Eighth Prince is of the Crown Prince's lineage."

“But that’s just for now.”

Xun Zhan pointed at Zhong Luan's position again and said, "Zhong Luan is the one who discussed you with the Eighth Prince. He is the only legitimate son of the Queen's mother's family, the Zhong family."

After the ancient battle music was finished, Xun Zhan stopped talking.

Xie Nanxing cleared his throat, and Xia Yu started playing the piano again.

Xia Yu was not dissatisfied that the Ninth Prince had become a zither player.

"I am a dull person, I just want to be a good study partner, other people can't understand me."

"Hmph." Xun Zhan smiled, with an evil look in his eyes.

Why are you pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger with him?

Whether it is Xie Nanxing or Shen Jinmo, they will all be people of Xia Yu in the end.

In this land, there is nothing that Xia Yu cannot obtain, except what Xia Yu does not want.

"From the moment Master Xie became my companion, he never failed to understand anything."

Xun Zhan did what he could, and he was willing to give Xie Nanxing some time to think: "There is no father and son, no brothers in the heavenly family, only victory and defeat."

"Prince Mo is still young, he must plan for his future."

Xia Hong will die sooner or later. Xun Zhan is reminding Xie Nanxing to prepare a retreat in advance to avoid being left with no remains in the future.

"Master Xun, I feel that I need to go home and discuss this with His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

The word "go home" is used very well. When will Shen Jinmo be able to go home? When will Xie Nanxing be able to give this answer?

And this reply is not an agreement.

Looking at Xie Nanxing's alert look, Xun Zhan smiled happily.

He had not planned to get a response today. If he got a response today, Xun Zhan would have to reconsider Shen Jinmo's purpose of returning to Luoan.

"To learn the guqin, you still need a good guqin. If your Highness the Crown Prince is short of money, I can lend you some."

Xie Nanxing shook his head and refused, saying that his royal highness the Crown Prince was not poor.

No, it's not his.

"Master, Your Highness, now that the class is over, can I leave now?"

Xia Yu nodded in agreement, and Xie Nanxing walked out with the package in his arms, his steps much lighter than when he came in.

After Xie Nanxing left the school, Xia Yu began to look Xun Zhan up and down.

"Master Xun, when will you return the fifty taels you borrowed from me last year and the twenty taels you borrowed the year before?"

Although this amount of silver was not much, it was all Xia Yu had, and it was all cheated away by Xun Zhan.

"Hehehe." Xun Zhan said shamelessly: "I am afraid that Your Highness will spend too much money, so I am saving it for you."

"Xie Nanxing has a boyfriend, you should remember this."

He acts like a butterfly every day, and would approach any good-looking man or woman he sees, as if he had never found a wife in his entire life.

With Xun Zhan's current appearance, you'll never be able to become his lover in this life.

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