The children from the village school got up very early.
While a line of people still lingered outside, the clear sound of reading could be heard from within.
Feng Yun glanced down at Yuan Shangyi and, seeing the brightness in his eyes, knew that he liked it here.
"When the Prince of Danyang lectures, Ayuan may come to supervise and admonish."
It was called supervision, but in fact, it was to let him experience the learning atmosphere of the children in the village school.
Yuan Shangyi indeed became happy and turned to look at Puyang Zong.
"Can my cousin teach well? Could he possibly mislead the children?"
Puyang Zong, who was following at a distance, just so happened to hear this remark. He stiffened his back, thinking to himself, back in the capital when he was studying, he was one of the outstanding figures among that group of people.
Who didn't say he was diligent and good at studying?
But the doubt behind the Young Emperor's back, he could not refute.