After staying up late, people usually sleep very comfortably, especially the feeling of fatigue being gone, which can make people feel elated.
It wasn't until night fell that Li Xian opened his eyes, looked at the sky outside, and then looked at Fang who was studying at his desk not far away. He felt that his fatigue was gone, but hunger and thirst swept over his body and mind in an instant.
There was a pot of tea on the bedside table. I reached out and touched it, but it felt a little cold.
He didn't care much at this time, and he didn't use a cup. Li Xian took the teapot and stuffed the spout into his mouth.
After draining a pot of tea like a whale sucking water, the feeling of quenching thirst was gone and the urge to urinate emerged.
Chamber pots are designed to be very friendly to men and can solve the problem without even getting out of bed.
After holding in the amount for a day, can it be discharged more slowly?
Fang turned her head when she heard the commotion, and saw her husband being lazy and letting off steam, and instantly blushed with embarrassment. He simply put down the paper in his hand, covered his face and ran out.
Putting the chamber pot aside, Li Xian got out of bed, stretched, and went to see Fang's homework.
She has mastered Arabic numerals, especially the composition of numbers. She can see that she has written many Chinese characters and numbers on the paper. Surprisingly, these numbers are correct.
As for the vertical addition and subtraction, she also tried it, but this achievement was not flattering. This error rate is slightly higher. Many mistakes were made in "borrow one" and "advance one". Li Xian picked up the pen and drew some check marks and crosses on the questions she had given herself. Then Li Xian sat down and gave her the questions himself.
I have been a teacher for many years, so I am not angry because of this. Although I have never taught mathematics, when I think back to my childhood, I know how stupid I was back then.
He wrote a whole article of calculations in succession, and Li Xian didn't stop until Fang came in with a rice tray and raised his eyebrows.
Frowning, Li Xian said: "There are only two of us in the bedroom, so there is no need to be so polite. Put down the food plate, sit over here, and I will tell you about these calculation errors."
After hearing what her husband said, Mrs. Fang put down her rice plate, sat aside obediently, and listened carefully to the explanation.
After finishing a few wrong questions, Li Xian patted his new question and said: "There is no shortcut in the so-called mental arithmetic. It can only be done through a lot of contact. Practice makes perfect. Just like this three hundred and twenty-one plus three hundred and eighty-eight." , whether you list the vertical expressions in your mind or add confidently from the last digit, you can quickly calculate the result."
Mrs. Fang nodded and said obediently: "I understand, husband, you'd better eat first."
Li Xian nodded, then took the rice plate and started eating dinner.
He had been hungry all day, so Li Xian ate even the most ordinary yogurt buns with great flavor.
The cook in the palace is pretty good, he was probably picked from the imperial kitchen. At least in terms of skills, there is not much difference with the fat cook in the imperial kitchen.
After eating until I was about seventy percent full, I stopped eating.
Seeing that Fang was still doing the math, Li Xian reached out and patted her shoulder and said, "Only by combining work and rest can you learn knowledge. I don't ask you to learn it quickly. It's already night, so go to bed first. "
Fang put down her pen, glanced at the bed, and agreed with a blushing face.
When she walked to the bed, she saw her husband not moving. Fang put her hands on her chest and asked, "Why don't you sleep well, husband?"
Li Xian waved his hand and said, "You can go to sleep and I will continue to write the following teaching materials for you."
Although she didn't understand what the textbook was, Mrs. Fang didn't dare to ask any more questions, and she didn't take off her clothes. Instead, she went to bed with her clothes on. After getting under the quilt, she secretly took off her coat.
After all, the oil lamp in the bedroom was still lit.
Although he was holding a pen, Li Xian kept staring at Fang from the corner of his eye.
Seeing her actions, he couldn't help but sigh.
In ancient times, there were some things that you couldn't just think about casually, such as 69 and so on. It would be difficult for Mr. Fang to accept such unrestrained matters in the family.
Hearing the even breathing coming from the other side of the bed, Li Xian had no choice but to turn his attention to writing textbooks.
After all, he had the experience of staying up late before, and Li Xian knew very well that after a long day of sleep, he would not be able to sleep well that night, which would inevitably disrupt his biological clock. The best way to restore the biological clock is to stay up until tomorrow night before going to bed.
There is no one to disturb me during the long night, just the right time to do something that needs to be done quietly.
There is no doubt that Fang is a very good student. If all the students he taught studied so seriously, I am afraid that he would have been rated as an excellent teacher.
From multiplication to division, Li Xian held back the concept of the decimal point for a long time before revealing it.
I finally realized how miserable the person who wrote the textbook was. It felt terrible to limit the knowledge that had already been formed in his mind and force him to instill it bit by bit at the beginner's pace.
After writing multi-digit division, Li Xian stopped writing.
For Fang, these are enough for her to study for a period of time.
She has applications for addition and subtraction in daily life, so it is not too difficult to learn them. Although I have been exposed to multiplication and division, the frequency of exposure is not as high as that of addition and subtraction.
After finishing writing the textbook, he looked outside and saw that the sky was still dark. Being extremely bored, Li Xian had no choice but to practice calligraphy on a piece of paper.
"There is no road in the world. If there are more people walking on it, it becomes a road."
After writing this sentence, Li Xian smiled to himself and threw the pen aside.
But it is a road that no one has traveled. Although I don’t know how Prince Zhang Huai spent this time in history.
However, at least I have tried my best to change the trajectory of history.
Ji Xi cried on the second night before the funeral. After tonight, he would be buried in the mausoleum tomorrow.
And he will soon become the prince.
The prince, the crown prince of a country, can be said to be inferior to two people and superior to ten thousand people.
But when you stand high, you fall hard.
Sitting in the position of the prince, it is true that he is one foot away from the throne. However, it only takes one setback to completely miss that position.
There is nothing wrong with becoming a prince. What is difficult is sitting in the position of prince all the time.
This position is less a piece of meat than a piece of meat hanging from the top of a fence-shaped dog cage. Countless vicious dogs salivated over this piece of meat and wanted to bite it off and tear it into pieces.
We are about to enter the most difficult part of the road!
Patting his face, Li Xian did not encourage himself.
The soldiers will come to cover up the water and the earth. If the worries are unfounded, the days will not go by.
Strive to do your best in everything. In this case, Li Xian does not believe that he, a person who has been tempered by the millstone of society, will easily overturn.
