The second more

In mid-August, Xianfeng's life was countdown, he wasn't confused, he just couldn't open his eyes. The contract between Britain and France, Qingyu ordered them to delay it and not sign it.

Li Hongzhang didn't understand, obviously they had talked about it, these days, they were waiting for some details, but now Niangniang said so, so he didn't know how to talk to Britain and France. hurried to Changchun Garden, he wanted to meet Qingyu.

Qingyu also let Rong An and Xiao Xixi come back together. The two of them do their homework in Xianfeng's room every day, and Qingyu comes to teach. She can still teach these basic things.

"See, I don't know what you've learned without reading. Now fourth-grade math is not as difficult as you are. Shows how well E-Niang taught! Qingyu couldn't help but say to them proudly.

She had a set of English and math textbooks brought in. There are also their papers, and now there are no exercise books, so she will use these papers as exercise books, get all the papers from all over the place, and order them into a book according to the grade, and let them practice. Think about it, feel a little suspicious of mutilating the seedlings of the country.

"E-niang, do the children outside have to do so much homework every day?" Sissy's recent pencil scroll was already a foot thick. At this time, he really felt that the old master was not so uncomfortable when he was studying.

"I don't know, but I'm a little bit strong." Qingyu looked at the roll and slapped her son's face.

She teaches them homework here every day, in fact, to let Xianfeng hear the voices of herself and the children, hoping that he will be reluctant to die, even if he lives for them one more day.

"Actually, I think I can come back to study with Master, really, I think it is very useful for Master to have some truths." Sissy opened her eyes and said nonsense.

"The benefits of reading have already worked on you kid, come on, baby." Qingyu gave him a smirk, and then went to read the English paper.

"See, you can chat with those foreigners, but you can't do this paper, do you know why?" Qingyu looked at her daughter.

"Because reading and being practical are two different things." Rong An has long understood this truth, but she knows very well that she doesn't need to use her grades to speak, so she doesn't care.

"So you, Amma, are actually at fault sometimes, do you hear? Your Majesty, your daughter is scribbling! Qingyu shouted at Xianfeng on the bed.

Xianfeng didn't speak, and he didn't even know if he really heard it, but Qingyu heard it.

Xiao Huangzi was on the side, and glanced sideways, "Niangniang, the emperor is laughing." ”

"I knew that at times like this, he would only laugh. People say that a loving mother has many defeated children, and I think a loving father is too. Qingyu said indignantly.

Rong An turned his face away and tears fell down.

Xixi saw it, didn't speak, lowered her head and took the pen to do the question seriously, but the little fat hand holding the pen was bruised.

"Niangniang, Lord Li Hongzhang asks to see you." Mama Lin whispered softly in her ear.

Qingyu looked at Xianfeng and smiled at Rong An, "Do the question well, you can forgive me for saying that the grammar is wrong, but this plural word is misspelled, so it should be played." Go back and write the word in flower script a hundred times. ”

"By the way, Eniang, why are their pens different from ours?"

"Because they will use the pen for a short number of years. We invented the brush in the first Qin Dynasty, thousands of years ago. And when we didn't have a brush, we would use a stick to scribble with ink. See, their pen is a piece of iron tied to a stick. Qingyu said nonsense.

"Don't listen to Eniang, people also use brushes for painting, but their production methods are different." Rong An immediately spoke.

Their sister and brother began to talk nonsense, and Qingyu silently withdrew. Rong An and Xixi talked casually, trying not to make people feel that Qingyu had gone out.

"Mother, Wan Fu Jin'an!" Li Hongzhang paid a big salute.

"The palace doesn't have time, the Ministry of Rites is already preparing, now that we sign it, do you think they will comply?"

"The ministers know the deep meaning of the mother, but if there is a treaty, it is their fault."

"If you don't believe it, go back and see if Britain and France will sign it. I don't want you to force them to sign it. At most, one more battle, are you afraid? ”

"So Master Qi is already preparing?" Li Hongzhang looked at Qingyu.

"Yes, it's already being prepared. This time it's Gangnam! They didn't get a bargain in the north last time, and I think they should come ashore from the south of the Yangtze River. Of course, no matter where they come ashore, I will not allow it. ”

"!" Li Hongzhang can be regarded as knowing why Qingyu didn't let him sign, if he didn't sign, he would still be in a state of war, and in a state of war, no matter what kind of counterattack they made, it was okay. Waiting for the sign, there will be something to do, all kinds of restrictions.

"Go, the emperor is still waiting for the palace to study with him!" Qingyu waved her hand.

"Mother, please take care." Li Hongzhang knelt down again, with tears on his face.

"Don't worry, this palace can't die, I still have to help the emperor raise his eldest son!" Qingyu stood up coldly, her back straight.

Li Hongzhang fell to the ground and cried. Now he knows that Qingyu needs the attack of various countries, and as long as this battle is won again, Qingyu can keep the young emperor.

Enough crying, he wiped his face and walked away with his head held high. Knowing Qingyu's thoughts, I also knew what to do.

And the busiest thing on the outside is the Ministry of Rites, the royal family has royal rules, especially this kind of ceremony, you can't miss a penny.

At this point, they were so busy that they didn't know what grief was. It's not Yiren who is in charge. And this will be in Yiren's Prince Zhuang Mansion, Yiren is sitting alone in a book in a daze.

Last time, Qingyu gave him a chance and let him retreat. Now that the emperor has confirmed that he is going to die, he looks down on himself a little for the first time.

When Niangniang first ascended the throne before, his wife did not step forward to take the relationship, and at that time, she was afraid of being exposed and afraid of retaliation. After ten years of smooth sailing, when the emperor and Niangniang needed him the most, he took the initiative to retreat. This time she is really not as good as her wife, at this time, she accepted the favor, so she would want to reciprocate, but she never thought about it.

"Why don't you eat?" Qingyuan saw that her husband didn't go out to eat, so she brought food in. Since the news that the emperor was critically ill, her husband's mood has been getting worse day by day, and she feels that she can no longer be silent.

"No, a person like me, where is he qualified to eat. With a long head, is it possible to achieve it for food? Yiren looked at the plate full of his favorite food and smiled bitterly.

"I have a head, of course, to eat." Qing Yuan roared.

"Have you seen Niangniang in the palace?"

"No, Niangniang passed the decree, and Aunt Jiang was not allowed to go." Qingyuan sat down and said lightly.

"So Niangniang really loves Aunt Jiang." Yiren sighed lightly, "I have a negative imperial grace and a negative mother." ”