I write novels in the East Palace

When Zhou Chengyi was woken up, candles were still burning in the dormitory, flickering and elongating his shadow on the wall, he sat there blankly hugging the quilt and letting others do what he wanted, and it took him a while to wake up.

Zhou Chengyi slowly let go of the quilt and got up to get dressed. The moment he lowered his head, a few strands of messy hair tangled around his face, which was unconsciously puffed up because his fingers clumsily couldn't fasten the buttons several times.

Lin Dong took the good toiletries away, Chang Xia held back a smile and stepped forward to take over, but was turned sideways by the master and silently refused.

Zhou Chengyi, who hadn't fully woken up yet, fought with Pan Kou, and finally won, his eyes couldn't help showing pride.

Those clear eyes seemed to say: Look, I'm amazing.

Even though Chang Xia was not used to seeing it, he still got hit, and the curvature of the corner of his mouth deepened unconsciously, so he managed not to laugh out loud.

"Your Highness is amazing." He boasted, holding his belt and fastening it on him, with a tone like coaxing a child.

When Zhou Chengyi woke up completely, he had been sitting in front of the bronze mirror for a long time, and all the shameful memories came to his mind. Fortunately, the bronze mirror in front of him couldn't clearly see the specific expression. If it was replaced by a modern mirror, Zhou Chengyi would be able to Society died on the spot.

He pretended nothing happened, cleared his throat, his voice was still a little hoarse, "What time is it?"

Chang Xia paused his hands, tied the jade crown on him steadily, and replied in a low voice, "Report to Your Highness, it will be Mao Shi in two quarters of an hour."

At Mao time, that is, five o'clock in the morning, a quarter of an hour is 15 minutes, that is to say, it is 04:30 in the morning. No wonder the candles in the temple are not blown.

Zhou Chengyi leaned back tactically, revealing the classic "subway old man's mobile phone" emoji on the spot, "Why so early?"

Excluding the time of writing, this is the earliest time he started after time travel.

"Your Highness, Eunuch Zhu has been waiting outside for a long time." Chang Xia said so.

"Zhu Chunfu?" Zhou Chengyi was puzzled, "What is he doing here?"

Chang Xia: "Your Highness forgot, classes in the South Study Room have officially started today."

Zhou Chengyi: "..." He really forgot.

After the Heaven Sacrifice Ceremony, Zhou Chengyao had to go to Taixue to report every day. The last time he came to the East Palace was several days ago. Zhou Chengyi was obsessed with writing. He was so happy that he had long forgotten about it.

However, he didn't remember, but his cheap father did, and even sent him here to wish Chunfu.

Zhou Chengyi was cursing and cursing in his heart, and reluctantly left the bedroom, and sure enough, he saw the old eunuch waiting at the door, his face wrinkled and smiling like a big chrysanthemum, "The old servant greets Your Highness, has everything been packed, Your Highness?"

"Let's go." Zhou Chengyi was not in a good mood, and his attitude was also indifferent, he just nodded slightly.

"Yes." Zhu Chunfu looked at Chang Xia inquiringly, and the latter shook his head and followed behind Zhou Chengyi.

Zhu Chunfu also followed with a smile on his face, but his heart was full of doubts: This His Highness was very kind when he was grounded, why is he unwilling when the end is almost over?

The courtiers thought that the abolished prince was in a difficult situation, and it was because His Majesty hadn't paid much attention to the two major matters recently, especially the courtiers who did not see the abolished prince from the beginning to the end of the funeral of the Empress Dowager Chunzhuang thought so deeply.

Except for the direct line officials headed by the Min family and the Pei family, most of the once swaying officials have switched to the fifth prince's sect.

However, only those who serve in front of the master know very well that His Majesty's attention to the East Palace has not diminished but increased.

The one who has recently felt that he is lacking in energy is really interested in the position of the crown prince, but the actions of the fifth prince have made him feel resentful, and his heart has gradually turned to this one, and he even pays a lot of attention to the prince.

Now His Majesty is not only relieved, but also authorized this to go to the South Study to teach, the idea in it is intriguing.

When the matter subsides completely and Marshal Zhongli returns to the imperial court, there will be no constraints for him.

As early as when the Habayashi Army and the internal guards were quietly cleaning up, the famous eunuchs of the twelfth eunuch kept watching closely, especially seeing that Director Wang even sent his adopted son, so he dared not do anything casually Insults—otherwise, Donggong always had a quiet look, and where did Chang Xia get so many gossips?

It is said that the "steering dogs" in the palace are used to seeing the wind make the rudder worse, but most of them just do things to live up to the master's face.

The thoughts in Zhu Chunfu's heart are changing rapidly, but nothing is visible on the surface.

Zhou Chengyi yawned and stepped into the South Study Room, thinking he had woken up early enough, but instead he heard the sound of books reading loudly inside.

He sneaked up to the back door in disbelief and took a look. All ten seats were filled. Except for a dark-skinned boy on the farthest side who was lying on the table with his book up and drooling in sleep, the others included a "little master" Xu Rui, who is very obedient, is studying in the morning.

Zhou Chengyi asked: "How long have they been here?"

Before Zhu Chunfu understood, Chang Xia had already introduced the class time of the South Study Room: "Read early at Yinshi, formally start class at Maoshi, finish at noon, and learn riding and archery after that, from the beginning of the end to the end of the year."

The translation is: Get up at [-]:[-] in the morning for morning reading, [-]:[-] to [-]:[-] is the literary class in the morning, martial arts class starts at [-]:[-] pm, and school ends at [-]:[-] pm.

Zhou Chengyi was dumbfounded when he heard this, and couldn't help asking: "If I remember correctly, there are only children under the age of 15 in the South Study Room?" It is said that it is 15 years old. One year older, that is to say, 15 years old is actually thirteen to fourteen years old.

The original owner graduated from Nanshufang ten years ago, and more memories about the school are in Taixue.

The teaching mode of Taixue is a bit like a modern university. It is up to you to choose which courses you want to take.

There is no make-up exam right now, and Taixue's year-end exam pass rate is less than half.

Naturally, there are also those who fail the first year and get in the second year, and then repeat the cycle for seven or eight years and fail to graduate.Confucianism respects talent and learning, and it also favors diligence and quality. This kind of seriousness is often regarded as a disciple by the teacher.

Zhou Chengyi was stimulated, and recalled a more terrifying thing from the original owner's memory, that is, there was no class at all!back!hour!between!

He was quite incredulous: "For such a young child, he only has half an hour to rest and eat during the school day?" Good guy, you didn't work so hard in the college entrance examination!

Chang Xia explained, "Generally, there is no rest. After eating, I will choose to review books and do homework."

Zhou Chengyi: "..." Is it too late for me to leave now?

The question is no longer whether he can teach well or what content to teach, but that he really can't hold on to this outrageous class time.

He took a step back suddenly, not wanting someone to come this way.

The young man was in his twenties, tall and thin, with pale complexion, delicate eyebrows and eyes, with a scholarly air lingering all over his body, holding a book in his hand.He came in a hurry and almost bumped into Zhou Chengyi's back, but fortunately he was quick and stopped in time.

"I've met Eunuch Zhu." He cupped his fists and bowed to Zhu Chunfu, without any prejudice on his face.

The smile on Zhu Chunfu's face finally melted into his eyes, and he also returned the gift with due courtesy, introducing each other, "This is Ye Hanlin from the Imperial Academy, Tanhualang from last year, the favorite student of the Grand Master."

"This is His Highness of the Eastern Palace."

Grand Master naturally refers to the heroine's father, Shen Zhongming, Grand Master Shen.Grand Master Shen ranks first among the three lords, and is the chief person in charge of the South Study Room. He enlightens the princes and grandchildren to eradicate illiteracy, and can also be called the teacher of the original owner.

Zhou Chengyi learned from the memory of the original owner that many Confucian scholars who wanted to worship under Taishi Shen's sect failed. His cheap younger brother Zhou Cheng'an, the fifth prince, also thought about it.

Although Sangong has become a void now, his status is still undisputed.Otherwise, no matter how good the heroine Shen Ping is, the Fifth Prince would never be able to bring her into the mansion as a concubine. She was born as a concubine, at most a sixth-rank good lady.

And since he can be accepted as a disciple by Grand Master Shen, Ye Hanlin thinks there is something.

Ye Hanlin was still sizing up Zhou Chengyi, but he was startled when he heard the famous head, and quickly lowered his eyes to salute, "Ye Shulang has seen His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!"

Zhou Chengyi walked away sideways, and did not accept his courtesy, "I am no longer a prince, and now I am working as a teacher in the South Study Room. You and I are colleagues. You don't need to be polite, just call me by my name."

"..." Ye Shulang paused for a moment, and Zhu Chunfu immediately made a timely rescue, "His Royal Highness is named Chengyi, and the words describe it."

"Since that's the case, brother Xu can also call me Sheng Ping." Ye Shulang is as good as others.

Ye Shulang asked Zhou Chengyi to go in, and Zhou Chengyi said that he would observe and observe outside first, so he would not go in to bother him.

The movement outside the door naturally attracted the attention of the little radishheads inside. The sound of reading gradually died down, but the children just watched and did not come out.

When Ye Shulang stepped in, he heard a crisp "stand up".

This sound directly made Zhou Chengyi dream of going back to the modern classroom!

He couldn't hide his astonishment as he followed the prestige, and his eyes fell on the only girl in the field. She was wearing a double bun, a pink dress, and a flower plastered between her eyebrows.

He knew immediately that this was his only sister, Princess Luwu.

Princess Lvwu is the daughter of Concubine Chen. Concubine Chen is only the daughter of the county magistrate. To be able to be a concubine, she has to rely on her mother and daughter. Fortunately, she is not a troublesome person, she is quite gracious, and she has raised her daughter very well. good.The emperor still cherished and liked his only daughter very much, and bestowed the title of princess on his hundred-day banquet.

With Luwu's sound, all the audience except the black-skinned boy who was sleeping soundly, all stood up and bowed in salute, "Hi, master!"

Ye Shulang also bowed, "Hello."

Everyone sat down, but the black-skinned boy was still awake.

Xu Rui, who was closest to him, stretched out his hand to push him, and called out "Pei Ye" twice in a low voice.

Ye Shulang was not angry at all, he smiled, then tactically cleared his throat, and suddenly said loudly, "School is over!"

A miracle happened.

Pei Ye, who was originally unshakable, jumped up, took out a Cuju out of nowhere, and ran out happily.

Zhou Chengyi silently looked at his back without turning his head.

After a few breaths, the black-skinned boy turned around abruptly, with a red face in black, with a few strands of crystals that didn't fit, he rushed back again.

Zhou Chengyi: "...Pfft."