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

After the holiday, the teaching in Suixia Academy was upgraded. Gu Changfeng was not allowed to enter and leave at will, and neither was anyone else. As it was the eve of the second-to-last monthly exam, the old gentleman believed that one must put aside some distractions in order to study better, and the emperor acquiesced to this.

In order to avoid unnecessary trouble and to show the emperor's importance of this matter, he specially dispatched a hundred imperial guards to guard the vicinity of the Suixia Academy. On the one hand, it was to protect the safety of the students. On the other hand, such closed-style teaching was most likely to cause conflicts among students. The presence of the imperial guards could also serve as a deterrent, and no one would want to take advantage of the situation or frame others.

The results of the first two monthly exams have been announced. As expected, Zhou Chaoyang took first place, Wen Heng took second place after a month of hard work, and even Shen Mingjue, who always lagged behind, ranked tenth. The half-baked student Sun Ci and the good student Zheng Yuanqi were also in the top fifteen.

Gu Changfeng was in a dilemma. He couldn't enter the Suixia Academy, nor could he ask Zhao Si to pass on messages, let alone send pigeons. He had completely lost contact with the students in the Suixia Academy.

In this case, he could only go to the palace to talk to his adopted brother about marriage.

On the other side, things in the Suixia Academy were far from as peaceful as they seemed.

The old teacher said that he had taught everything he could, and the rest was up to everyone to figure out on their own. Except for the fact that students could come to him for help when they really didn't understand something, the time for studying in the school every day was reduced from three hours at the beginning to one hour now. The students could arrange the rest of the time on their own, whether they went to the library to continue studying, returned to their respective dormitories, or stayed in the school to communicate with other students. He didn't care at all.

In this assessment, if the people who were originally in the bottom five again ranked in the bottom five, they would have to leave Suixia Academy and wait for the next year's enrollment. Therefore, the people in the bottom five worked extra hard, and for a while the learning atmosphere in the academy was excellent. But at this time, there were always people who were not honest and began to eliminate people in another way.

First, the third son of a prefect in the capital city broke his hand and was urgently sent out of the academy. Then, Prince Dun’s adopted son Min Min, who had ranked fourth in the last assessment, left. For a while, the students were in a panic and dispersed after class, unwilling to stay in the academy.

Wen Heng didn't want to cause any trouble, so he made an appointment with Shen Mingjue, who was recently in a "broken heart" state, to review his homework. As soon as the time came, he hurriedly got up and prepared to leave.

Just as he was about to stand up, a dark shadow appeared before him.

Wen Heng slowly raised his head and was greeted by Zhou Chaoyang's smiling face.

He felt a pang in his heart, knowing that he could not escape and was coming to settle accounts with him. He originally thought that Zhou Chaoyang had forgotten that he had peeped at their conversation, but he did not expect that he just did not dare to do it a few days ago.

"Mr. Zhou, is there anything you need?" Wen Heng didn't bother to clean up, because he knew that this situation wouldn't be resolved in a short time.

The students next to him looked at him with regret and left in a hurry.

Soon, only Wen Heng, Zhou Chaoyang, Sun Ci and Zheng Yuanqi were left here.

Zhou Chaoyang didn't say anything. He sat down next to him and picked up Wen Heng's notes to read.

Wen Heng was not in a hurry. He thought that even if he burned all these things, there would still be things he needed to remember.

"You don't seem... afraid of me." Zhou Chaoyang felt bored and returned to the topic.

"I have never done anything wrong, so naturally there is nothing to be afraid of." When he said this, he stared at Zhou Chaoyang without blinking.

Not knowing what he remembered, Zhou Chaoyang looked at the expressionless and cold face and suddenly smiled, "You and your brother are really the same."

Wen Heng's fingers hidden in his sleeves suddenly clenched.

Brother...how could he have met my brother?

If it weren't for the Zhou family, his brother would probably still be the Minister of Rites, and how could the Wen family be forgotten like it is now?

Zhou Chaoyang still caught the ruthlessness in his eyes. He was a little surprised and joking: "Why? Can't I mention it? I just said that you are not the kind of people who cling to the powerful and wealthy. You never try to please me when you see me. How could I have angered you?"

Zheng Yuanqi behind him smiled innocently: "Why are you so nervous, Master Wen? Brother Zhou is not a cannibal."

Wen Heng was no longer willing to stay: "It's alright, I'm leaving now."

Zhou Chaoyang suddenly held Wen Heng's shoulders, came close and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Do you think you hid well? Who was there that day? How many people were eavesdropping? I know everything clearly."

Wen Heng opened his eyes wide.

"If you don't want to become like your brother, paralyzed in bed for the rest of your life, and can only be cared for by concubines... then shut up. Don't say what you shouldn't see or hear."

Zhou Chaoyang stood up after he finished speaking, looking very proud of having won first place. "I really don't know why you and Master Shen have such a good relationship. It seems that the rumors are not true. They all said that Master Shen failed to express his love to the prince and was heartbroken, but it seems to me that he has found a new love."

Although Sun Ci showed no expression, he also said: "Since the two gentlemen are wearing the same pair of pants, then they should just have the same mouth."

The three of them just gave a warning and left.

Wen Heng lost his strength and fell down on the cushion.

I thought the hatred no longer hurt, but when it was brought up again, it still felt bloody.

If I was afraid of Zhou Chaoyang, wouldn't I be inferior to him before the monthly exam was over? How could I fight him and win the position of Minister of Rites?

He can't be afraid.