A five-year-old goddess, raised to become an emperor for all time through a bronze mirror.

With a solemn expression and a stern face, Grand Tutor Zhang said in a low and stern voice, "Pei Chang'an, this is a classroom; you must remain quiet!"

As he spoke, the ruler in his hand tapped lightly on the desk in front of Pei Chang'an, producing a series of crisp and rhythmic sounds.

Upon seeing this, Pei Chang'an's heart tightened, and he hurriedly picked up the book beside him, pretending to read it attentively.

However, his flustered demeanor and feigned composure were hardly convincing.

Just then, Grand Tutor Zhang coughed twice, then reminded him in a cold tone, "Ahem...you turned to the wrong page!"

This Grand Tutor Zhang knew his student better than anyone else; among all the students, Pei Chang'an was the most troublesome.

Although he is the eighth prince, he should still abide by the rules in this place of learning etiquette and manners.

Recalling the embarrassing incidents of last year, Grand Tutor Zhang couldn't help but frown.

At the time, I was comfortably lying in the rocking chair with my eyes closed, resting, when I never expected that Pei Chang'an would make a bet with someone.

He even dared to set fire to his beard, which he had carefully maintained for many years, burning it completely!

The stories of him raiding bird nests and being chased by dogs all over the palace became widely known throughout the entire palace.

Upon hearing Zhang Taifu point out his mistake so bluntly, Pei Chang'an panicked and frantically tried to turn the page to the correct one.

But the more anxious he was, the more mistakes he made. In his panic, he accidentally tore the paper off the book.

The scene became extremely awkward. Pei Chang'an blushed and stammered an explanation:

"Grand...Grand Tutor, I really didn't mean it, do you believe me? Could you please not punish me this time?" He really didn't want to be slapped on the palm!

As soon as he finished speaking, the previously quiet classroom erupted into a deafening burst of laughter.

"Hahaha...hahaha..."

"Quiet! All of you, quiet down!" Grand Tutor Zhang's face was ashen, his eyes wide with anger, and he shouted sternly.

His authoritative voice boomed like thunder in the classroom, startling the students into immediately shutting their mouths and daring not to utter another sound.

Grand Tutor Zhang strode up to Pei Chang'an, extended his right hand, and said coldly, "Extend your hand!"

Pei Chang'an's face turned deathly pale, and he trembled as he stretched out his left hand.

Before he could react, he heard several crisp "slap slap slap" sounds, and Zhang Taifu struck his palm hard with a ruler.

Each blow was extremely heavy, making one's heart tremble.

At the same time, Niannian couldn't help but turn her head to look, and saw Pei Chang'an grimacing in pain, groaning incessantly, looking quite comical.

She shook her head helplessly, thinking that this guy really deserved it; who told him not to listen in class?

Just then, Nian Nian suddenly felt a burning gaze fall on her.

She subconsciously followed that gaze, only to find Pei Yunjing staring intently at her.

The moment their eyes met in mid-air, Nian Nian felt her heart skip a beat, as if she had been struck by lightning.

Pei Yunjing quickly looked away, as if nothing had happened.

Niannian was slightly startled. Why were Pei Yunjing's eyes always so deep?

He seemed to be hiding countless secrets and unspoken thoughts, making it impossible for anyone to see through his true inner thoughts.

However, she quickly came to her senses, hurriedly averted her gaze, and refocused on Zhang Taifu's lecture.

After all, it's best to avoid trouble in the palace.

At this moment, Grand Tutor Zhang was still standing in front of the podium, lecturing eloquently on the classics, histories, philosophical works, and literary collections.

His voice was deep and magnetic, flowing gently into the ears of every student like a babbling brook.

He would sometimes quote classical texts, and sometimes explain the difficult points in the book in a simple and easy-to-understand way, captivating the students and immersing them in the ocean of knowledge without them even realizing it.

The students in the audience listened very attentively, some with furrowed brows, deep in thought.

Some students diligently wrote down the key points of Zhang Taifu's speech; others nodded from time to time, indicating their agreement with Zhang Taifu's views.

The classroom was filled with a strong atmosphere of learning, and even the birds that occasionally flew by outside the window seemed reluctant to break the tranquility.

Pei Chang'an finally behaved himself after being slapped on the hand. He rubbed his red palms and dared not cause any more trouble.

The classroom returned to silence, with only Zhang Taifu's voice and the rustling sound of a brush across paper.

Just then, hurried footsteps sounded outside the door, followed by a panting eunuch who rushed in, knelt on the ground, and urgently reported:

"Grand Tutor Zhang, a report has come from outside the palace that there is an urgent military situation on the frontier. His Majesty requests that you come to the Imperial Study immediately for a meeting."

Grand Tutor Zhang was engrossed in reading the book in his hands when suddenly his thick eyebrows furrowed tightly together, forming a deep "川" (river) shape.

An ominous premonition welled up in his heart. He knew all too well that military intelligence on the frontier was always extremely urgent, and even a moment's delay could lead to irreparable consequences.

Without hesitation, Grand Tutor Zhang gently placed the book he was holding on the table, then slowly stood up, looked around at the students present, and solemnly began to speak:

"Today's lesson is now over. You all need to review your lessons on your own and must not slack off in the slightest."

As soon as he finished speaking, Grand Tutor Zhang quickly straightened his slightly disheveled clothes, his movements swift and methodical.

Immediately afterwards, a eunuch hurriedly walked in, bowed slightly to Grand Tutor Zhang, and whispered a few words.

Grand Tutor Zhang nodded solemnly, then turned and followed the eunuch away quickly, his steps hurried and heavy.

Watching Zhang Taifu's departing figure, the students couldn't help but look at each other, their faces revealing a hint of undisguised surprise and worry.

They could clearly feel the unusual tension in the air, as if a huge storm was about to break.

Niannian sat in her seat, feeling a little uneasy as well.

She naturally understood that if something happened on the frontier, the entire country would be drawn into a tense situation.

Thinking of this, she silently closed her eyes and placed her hands together in front of her chest;

Deep in her heart, she prayed sincerely for Grand Tutor Zhang and the soldiers who were holding the frontier, "May they all be safe and sound. I don't want my father to go to war again!"