Jin Qing has great enthusiasm for teaching.
But when she taught more attentively, An Jingxi was even more stimulated.
Looking at Jin Qing's crooked words, and then listening to the harsh sound of the iron slices across the iron pot.
How many times did An Jinghao want to scream and tell Jin Qing that he didn't want to learn anymore.
But when he came into contact with Jin Qing's passionate eyes, An Jinghao still swallowed his words silently: endure the calm for a while, take a step back to open up the world.
Jin Qing's education method is very simple. She encourages An Jinghao to ask her questions and patiently answers all Anjinghao's questions.
For example now...
Jin Qing stood in front of her homemade blackboard with her arms folded across her chest, one foot on An Jing's small table, and looked down at An Jing's pitiful figure in front of her: "Don't you have any questions for me? "
An Jingzhen: "..." To be honest, he really has no questions to ask.
The teaching materials they are using now are the pamphlets that Jin Qing took out from the imperial kitchen.
An Jinghao really didn't know what he could ask from such a book.
He's not a cook.
And he had heard too many stories about chickens, ducks, fish, sheep, and pigs in the past two days.
The beginning of every story is the same: Once upon a time there was a happy XXX, omitting the wild plot in the middle, the final ending will always be that it was made into a dish...
After hearing more, An Jingji began to wonder if this woman wanted to tell him from the side: If he lives such a stupid life, sooner or later he will be the food in other people's bowls!
Moreover, An Jingbo was also skeptical about Jin Qing's knowledge.
An Jingbo looked at the booklet in his hand, and then at the words Jin Qing had written on the blackboard: "..." This woman taught him four words today, and three of them were different from what was written in the booklet.
If she hadn't read it very confidently, An Jingyi would have even thought that she was an undercover agent sent to him by the prime minister.
Noticing that An Jingbo was absent-minded, Jin Qing used his fingers to erase a few words on the "blackboard" and kicked the table in front of An Jingbo with his foot: "Ask me a question."
I remember a teacher from some world once said that students who can't ask questions are not good students. Jin Qing didn't want to spend a long time teaching the class and end up teaching a fool.
Seeing Jin Qing's action of wiping the iron pot with his bare hands, a drop of sweat broke out on An Jing's head: I just learned the word donkey lip today. If he asks how to make donkey lip delicious, will he be crushed by this woman? Crushed to death like a piece of iron.
Seeing Jin Qing's face getting worse and worse, An Jingji suddenly had an idea and suddenly thought of his previous life, when the ministers of the court often recited his words overtly and secretly.
An Jingji looked at Jin Qing: "What does it mean to be ignorant and incompetent?" Many people said this to him in his previous life.
Since there was a word "NO" in it, he knew that it was definitely not a good word just by thinking about it, so the people who said this sentence were killed by him pulling out their tongues, burning their mouths, and breaking off their fingers.
But until the end, he still didn't know what these words meant.
After listening to An Jingzhen's question, Jin Qing said: "..." Are you asking such a difficult question right from the start!
Although I had gone to school seriously back then, hundreds of years later, that little basic knowledge had long been forgotten.
If words hadn't been available in every world, there's no way she would still be the happy illiterate she is now.
But seeing An Jingbo's sparkling eyes, Jin Qing cleared her throat and explained to him: "If you don't learn or have skills, don't waste your time learning useless spells. Don't you know how precious your own time is!" "From a literal point of view, there shouldn't be any problem with her explanation.
707: "..." Excellent, host, is your idiom dictionary written by the pirates themselves?
An Jinghao's eyes widened in surprise: So that's what it meant? Did he blame those people wrongly?
Seeing An Jingbo's dull look, Jin Qing was very satisfied with his wit and knocked on the blackboard: "get out of class is over!"
An Jingbao was obviously worried. After hearing what Jin Qing said after class, Anjingbao slowly stood up and walked to the bathtub in the yard, scooped out water and brought it to Jin Qing to wash his hands.
But he himself was still pondering whether there was any misunderstanding between him and the talented ministers who came to remonstrate with him in his previous life.
It wasn't that An Jingbo believed in Jin Qing's knowledge, it was just that Jin Qing's explanation matched every word those people said, so he had no choice but to believe it.
Looking at An Jingyi sitting in a daze on the bed, Jin Qing grinned and called 707 in the sea of consciousness: "Do you know where I can find a teacher?"
707 Hehe: "Host, aren't you a very good teacher? Otherwise, you can teach it yourself!" Anyway, he has given up hope in this world, so let his host do it himself.
As for those real gentlemen, it is better for their hosts to stop harming others. After all, life is not easy for anyone.
Jin Qing's eyes suddenly became bright and bright: "Do I really have the potential to be a teacher?"
707's rainbow fart flew up: "Of course, you might even be able to create a new school of thought." Tyrant training class.
After being comforted by 707, Jin Qing's originally deflated anger returned instantly: "I just said that teaching is very simple."
707 applauded Jin Qing at the right time: "That's right." Host, go forward boldly!
Looking at Jin Qing who was working hard again, An Jing said: "..." Why are goosebumps rising on my body from the cold?
Kunning Palace
Qianru, dressed as a palace maid, tiptoed in and asked Aunt Liu who was next to the Queen Mother: "How is it? The Queen Mother hasn't gotten up yet. Why is she so sleepy today? Do you want me to go and ask Yang Yuanzheng from the Queen Mother's Hospital?" come over."
A few days ago, the Queen Mother was so frightened by the fingers sent by those villains from Kuba that she couldn't sleep at night for several days in a row.
The emperor was not in good health at first, but he was very anxious when he saw that the queen mother was in trouble. He waited on the queen mother for two days without taking any clothes off. Later, he was carried back because of lack of physical strength.
The two pillars of the palace collapsed at the same time, and the harem suddenly fell into chaos.
After several consultations at the Taipei Hospital, the two of them were temporarily restored to health.
They were relieved at first, but who would have thought that the empress, who had just been recovering for a few days, actually fell asleep today.
After listening to Qianru's reminder, Aunt Liu also realized that something was wrong. Before, she just wanted the Queen Mother to sleep more with her son.
But now it was dark outside and there was still no movement from the Queen Mother's side. Nanny Liu immediately became anxious and hurriedly turned around to check on the Queen Mother's condition.
Seeing Aunt Liu walking into the inner room, Qianru also quickly followed her in with a kind of palace maid.
Through the bed gauze, they could hear the Queen Mother's steady and even breathing.
Aunt Liu breathed a sigh of relief quietly: It's okay.
