Transmigrating into a book: After getting married, I found that the target of the strategy has chang

Gu Changfeng lay on the table bored, waiting for Shen Mingjue until the flowers wilted.

The old gentleman was already over fifty years old, but he was still very passionate in his first class. He could have stopped for an incense stick in an hour, but he spoke for an hour and a half before taking a break. The students here all sat on cushions to attend lectures, which was different from modern people. Just sitting upright was very difficult, not to mention that as a "senior" and a favorite of the emperor, he had to set an example for other students. After more than three hours, his tailbone hurt.

When Shen Mingjue came back, he didn't know what he heard. His face was pale. When he looked at him, he just smiled slightly and didn't say anything else.

Gu Changfeng is not very good at taking the initiative to deal with people, and he doesn’t know what happened. Why did he go to the toilet and become a different person when he came back?

He recalled the conversation he had with Shen Mingjue before class and tried to explain: "A few days ago, Master Wen from the Mausoleum of the Concubine came to stay at the palace. He came with me in a carriage today. Maybe he had some sandalwood on him."

Shen Mingjue was slightly stunned, then his expression improved a lot and he nodded, "So that's how it is, I was overthinking it."

He recalled his memories of Shen Mingjue and said, "There is an exam this month. To be honest, I don't remember what the teacher taught me last year. You and I are deskmates, and you study harder than I do. Can I ask you more questions in the future?"

This was a complete lie. Xiao Wo had already passed on the questions and answers of each test to him. No one knew the tests better than him. Shen Mingjue had never studied in a private school before and only learned to read in order to read music scores. He would definitely not be able to keep up with this lesson.

Sure enough, the beauty in front of him blushed and touched her sleeves awkwardly, "Prince, please don't laugh at me. How can I give you any guidance..." If she was serious, she would not understand a word she said if she was not serious.

"Okay Ming Jue, I only know you here. If you don't help me, what will I do if I fail the test in the future?" Gu Changfeng became more and more skilled in telling lies. There was no one here who didn't know him, not to mention that there was a legendary prince's consort sitting in the first rows.

Shen Mingjue had no choice but to turn redder and shyly said, "Well, then okay."

Because he had been learning vocal music since he was young, his voice was much more delicate than that of an ordinary man. He did not dare to speak loudly in school, so his voice sounded particularly pleasant to Gu Changfeng's ears.

But it's not the same when it falls into other people's ears.

Behind Shen Mingjue was Sun Ci, the legitimate son of the Imperial College's chief academic officer. He was a well-known dandy who grew up in the capital. This time he had the honor of coming to Suixia Academy. He spent some money to get closer to the prince's seat. But the prince was socially anxious or something, as he kept talking to the familiar-looking person next to him without looking back at him. The person spoke softly, sounding like a maid in his house.

"Why do you talk like a woman? Where are you from? My father is the chief academic officer of the Imperial College. Why don't we get to know each other and become friends?" Sun Ci planned to take the opportunity to join in the conversation and get to know the prince.

Shen Mingjue came from that kind of place, and he hated it the most when people said that. He didn't dare to look back, fearing that he would be recognized. But if he didn't reply, others would know that General Shen's son despised his classmates, which would cause a conflict on the first day... If his father and brother heard about it, he was afraid that he would have a hard time.

Gu Changfeng got anxious when he heard this. He had finally managed to cheer up Shen Mingjue, but the idiot at the back table made all his efforts go to waste. He turned around and asked fiercely, "Sun Ci, right? How do you talk like that? Did the Lord Jijiu teach you this?"

Sun Ci's face turned pale, and the chalcedony on his forehead lost its color. "My lord, I'm sorry."

"Why are you apologizing to me? Apologize to Master Shen."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Mr. Shen, please don't hold it against me. I said something without thinking." Sun Ci regretted that he had failed to strike up a conversation and instead offended the prince... Really, why on earth did he pick up the conversation just now!

But Master Shen... He had carefully studied the list of students who were attending Suixia Academy this time. It seemed that apart from General Shen's second son, no one else had the surname Shen. But how could the son of a general speak and look like someone who came out of a music hall? It was very strange.