After I traveled through the book, my sister kidnapped my mother

Chapter 144: The King of Death

In order to show their importance to Wen Zhimiao, the academy assigned the most experienced teacher to be Wen Zhimiao's "class teacher".

On the first day of class, Wen Zhimiao sat at the same table with Shi Wanyue. She was the youngest in the class and had a special status, so she naturally had the right to choose her own deskmate.

Although Wen Zhimiao is much taller than his peers, he still looks relatively small in this class.

After all, he is more than two years older than other classmates. There is still a big difference in the average height of children with a difference of more than two years.

There wasn't much to learn in the first class. The head teacher just talked about a lot of rules.

Wen Zhimiao felt drowsy after listening to the story and fell asleep.

Mr. Zeng didn't dare to say anything to her, and he also felt that Wen Zhimiao was too young, so it was normal that she didn't listen.

At the beginning of the second class, a slightly younger teacher was appointed. Wen Zhimiao became more and more sleepy as he listened to what he said.

Shi Wanyue tried to wake her up several times, but Wen Zhimiao just held on for a while before falling down again and could not hear anything.

This young male teacher is young, but his classes really make people sleepy.

Not interesting at all.

Because Shi Wanyue was there, Wen Zhimiao didn't dare to skip classes or anything like that. Although she wanted to, she really didn't dare to do so because Shi Wanyue was watching her.

After a month of classes, Wen Zhimiao was in great pain. The main reason was that what children learned were really basic. The courses in this basic class were easy to handle, not to mention Wen Zhimiao, a semi-adult soul, even Shi Wanyue could handle it.

Every day she just recites books and learns words, and she doesn't even take math classes. She really doesn't have much interest in it.

It just so happens that the teachers at the Imperial College are extremely responsible and often assign things to be memorized, which must be memorized one by one before leaving.

Even if Wen Zhimiao didn't want to learn, he had to memorize a few sentences.

She would be assigned a recitation task by the teacher on that day, and would go home at night and beg Yunzhou to give her special lessons. Then she would go to class the next day to practice, and then go back to sleep after finishing her practice.

Everyone else praised her for being so amazing, being able to listen to the class even when she was sleeping, but only Shi Wanyue knew the truth.

There is no such thing as being able to listen to a class while sleeping. It's just that a certain little prince is secretly learning it.

Wen Zhimiao pretended to be happy, but Yun Zhou had to tutor her every day, which was very painful.

During the tutoring session, Yun Zhou discovered that Wen Zhimiao had really forgotten a lot of things, especially Chinese, which had never been her strong point when she was in school.

I get a headache whenever I write an essay, either because I can’t come up with the right words or I go off topic.

Later I got better at writing argumentative essays, but when I was a child, I always wrote narrative essays in a messy way.

My math grades have always been pretty good.

Later on, I learned political history at an average level.

However, diligence can make up for lack of talent. At that time, I was trying my best to leave the orphanage and live a better life, so I worked hard and studied seriously.

All the glorious deeds of Wen Zhimiao in the Imperial College for one month reached Su Qingluo's ears.

It was a rare day off, so Su Qingluo took Yunzhou to the hunting ground to hunt. Yunzhou didn't use the bow very often, as it took a lot of strength to pull the bow.

"Was it the same when Miaomiao was in school?" Su Qingluo asked curiously.

Yun Zhou smiled and said, "Yeah, more or less. He likes to pretend. He pretends not to be serious in class, but actually goes back to make up my notes secretly. I don't know what's the fun in that."

Su Qingluo did not respond. She didn't know how to explain what was fun about it. Anyway, she just felt it was quite entertaining.

But now that I'm older, I feel it's quite childish.

"But she probably doesn't think so now. She is most likely really tired of listening." Yun Zhou could imagine what it would be like for Wen Zhimiao to listen to the lectures of those old men from the Imperial Academy every day.

Su Qingluo laughed and said, "Thank you for your hard work. You have to give her extra lessons every day."

Yun Zhou shook his head: "It's not bad."

Wen Zhimiao just wouldn't listen to what the teachers at the Imperial College said.

In addition, I didn't like learning classical Chinese back then, so it's inevitable that I get a headache when faced with this pure ancient Chinese teaching.

"It's okay. Just let her adjust to it. She'll be fine. Even though she says she can't do it, she actually can't accept her own failure."

Yun Zhou didn't finish his words. He thought back then, Wen Zhimiao would cry for an hour after failing an exam.

The more Su Qingluo listened, the more she felt that Wen Zhimiao looked exactly like her when she was a child.

So I'm not too worried.

Yun Zhou suddenly smiled and said, "Su Qingluo, do you feel that you care about her more than before?"

You have to know that when Su Qingluo first came here, she didn't care much about Wen Zhimiao.

Su Qingluo coughed unnaturally: "Emotions are developed through getting along with each other."

People always put themselves in other people's shoes. In the beginning, it was because Wen Zhimiao and Yun Zhou treated her sincerely that Su Qingluo was able to let go of her guard and get in touch with them.

Wen Zhimiao, who was still sleeping in the school at this moment, had no idea that Yun Zhou and Su Qingluo were discussing her.

She was lying on the table at the moment, while Shi Wanyue was sitting upright and reciting her lessons.

What I memorized was the simple Thousand Character Classic.

Today’s content was relatively simple. Wen Zhimiao completed the task after reciting it for a while, but after completing the task, he became too lazy to recite it anymore.

Shi Wanyue is different, she is a master of examination papers and she will continue to study on her own in the future.

The time was almost up, so the teacher asked them to stop and then started to spank them one by one.

Wen Zhimiao sat in the first row and was painfully picked up first to recite.

Fortunately, she remembered it.

After reciting it, the old man nodded with satisfaction.

Then he continued to let others recite.

It’s the last class today. You can leave school after you finish memorizing. Those who have memorized can go home, and those who haven’t memorized can stay and continue memorizing.

Before coming here, Wen Zhimiao thought that the teacher might not be able to control the students, after all, they were all children of high-ranking officials and nobles.

After I came here, I found that everyone is like this, so there is no difference.

These students are noble, and so are these teachers.

After finally waiting for the school to be over, Wen Zhimiao pulled Shi Wanyue and ran out.

After a while, He Yuanyao and Qi Linglang also followed.

"Miao Miao gets out of school early today, do you want to go out for a walk?" He Yuanyao asked Wen Zhimiao.

Qi Linglang reminded He Yuanyao: "Don't take Miaomiao out to play around, or the princess will scold you again."

He Yuanyao doesn't like to go into the palace now, she just likes to take Wen Zhimiao out of the palace to play.

She felt that the palace was boring and she couldn't go to the amusement park every day.

It’s still more interesting to go out of the palace and run around.

Wen Zhimiao actually thought so too, but Su Qingluo wouldn't let her, and Wen Zhimiao herself understood that there were many people secretly watching her, so she couldn't run around.

However, not being able to run around does not mean that you cannot leave the palace at all.

She was bored, so she came up with an idea and asked He Yuanyao to get people to set up a flea market.

There are rich areas and poor areas everywhere, and Xuandu City is no exception.

The places where dignitaries live cannot be considered rich areas, but rather noble areas.

The security of this place is still very strict, and there is basically no danger.

Wen Zhimiao organized a group of little kids to set up a stall on the street between Qi Mansion and Shi Mansion.

You can bring things from home or make some things yourself.