The daily life of the science master's book-wearing group

After Li Zhao left, Song Qingyue finally found time to give private tutoring to Mo Zhu, who was about to collapse in his studies.

Little Mo Zhu is really a good seedling, and his talent in mathematics is slightly higher than that of Mo Yun and Mo Xiang.

In other words, Mo Zhu's determination to learn mathematics well is stronger than any other sisters in the yard. Although Mo Yun and Mo Xiang are smart enough and have a solid foundation, they spend most of their time running the bank. They can still spare time to study and enrich themselves. This kind of perseverance and hard work is enough for Song Qingyue to give them a thumbs up.

As soon as Li Zhao left, Song Qingyue felt that the house was suddenly deserted.

She supported her head and read "Equations, Functions, and Linear Programming" written by him again, thinking in her mind, then, should the next book be about geometry, calculus, or statistics?
In terms of practicality, these three subjects are currently very practical mathematical tools.

Geometry can be used for land surveying and construction; while structural mechanics requires a lot of calculus calculations, such as building bridges, roads, and embankments; statistics can be used in a wider range, such as Tax spot checks, demographics, product testing in arsenals, and so on.

But when it comes to tax spot checks, demographics, and product testing in arsenals, my second brother is better at these things, right?
In fact, it doesn't have to be the Song family, it is also enough to go to the Ministry of Finance or the mathematics club to find talents.

In the bottom of her heart, Song Qingyue herself is not a prominent person, and of course, she doesn't want the Song family to be too prominent.She just wants to be a low-key boss.

The four little white mice of the Song family (strike out) Dear little brothers, after receiving the baptism of mathematics for more than two months, they finally ushered in the first midterm exam in their lives. In fact, it is not necessarily a midterm exam, anyway. Song Qingyue just wanted to see the staged learning results of the Song-experiment-little brothers, just looking for a reason to take the exam.

I don't know if Mo Mei paid too much attention to it, wanted to show her teaching results too much, gave too much strength or something, but the eighth son, Song Chenhui, did nothing!

Almost made Momei cry.

Song Qingyue laughed, and silently reflected in her heart, did she teach the group of little maids around her to be too high-spirited, and they all have to be strong.

She held her glasses, looked at the eighth brother with a smile, and asked softly, "Ah Hui, how do you teach Bai Juan?"

"No way!" The youngest raised his chin, showing off arrogantly.

"After two months of learning, you can't even add 15 to 23?" Song Qingyue continued to smile.

Xiao Ba blinked, feeling a little nervous, but continued to say arrogantly that he just couldn't.

"How old is this year?" Song Qingyue asked again.

"Nine...nine years old. What's the matter?" He is the youngest, and he is the eldest son of the family!Why can't you eat, drink and have fun like the youngest in other families, and why do you have to come here to suffer?
Snapped!
Song Qingyue suddenly jumped up, walked over in two steps, grabbed Song Chenhui by the ear and walked out.

Bai Momo was so frightened that her whole body froze, her little aunt was still kicking the baby in her stomach!

Young Master Song Ba was still struggling and twisting desperately on the side, shouting: "Sister! Sister! Let go! It hurts! Nanny! Help! Brother! Help! Mother! Third sister bullied me!"

Bai Momo was in a panic and didn't know what to do. She wanted to go forward and teach Xiao Ba, a ignorant little bastard, for her princess, but she instinctively didn't dare to do so after being a slave for many years.

Feng Qi frowned as she watched, and just about to step forward to separate Song Qingyue and Song Chenhui, Feng Jiu moved a step faster than her, rolled up her sleeves, stretched out her hand to grab Song Chenhui's neck, swung her arm, and threw him several times away go.

Song Chenhui fell down hard, and if it wasn't for the muddy ground next to him, his front teeth would have fallen off.

It's not over yet, before the brat could cry, Feng Jiu followed Song Qingyue's example, grabbing Song Chenhui by the ear, pinching his ear and lifting Song Chenhui up from the ground, screaming like a pig slaughtered. Echoes echoed in the small courtyard of the other residence.

The other brothers of the Song family laughed happily when they saw the miserable situation of the younger brother.

Just like that, Feng Jiu grabbed Song Chenhui by the ears and got into the carriage of the third sister's palace, and then was dragged all the way to Song's house.

Mrs. Liang is preparing for the New Year at home. She is going to make new clothes for everyone. The steward of the cloth shop brought fabrics for Mrs. Liang to choose.

Across two courtyard walls, I heard the screams of my youngest son. I frowned, put down the ledger in my hand, picked up a wooden ruler, and strode out.

Sure enough, seeing Xiao Ba come in with Feng Jiu holding her ears, Song Qingyue was supported by Nanny Bai, and followed in from behind unhurriedly.

"Mother!" Song Qingyue called Liang Shi with a little helplessness.

Seeing this, Mrs. Liang knew that Xiao Ba had caused trouble again. She waved the wooden ruler in front of Song Chenhui and asked, "What bad thing did he do again?"

Song Qingyue showed Mrs. Liang the blank paper handed in by Song Chenhui.

"I'll give them a test today, Xiao Ba handed in a blank paper."

Song Chenhui shouted unconvinced from behind: "I am younger than my brothers, why should I learn the same thing and do the same homework? I don't understand or understand!"

Immediately, Liang's brows stood erect, and she raised the wooden ruler and shook it threateningly again. When Song Chenxu saw the wooden ruler, he finally gave in, and closed his mouth dissatisfied.

"Take it to the ancestral hall first and lock it up! Wait for your father and your second brother to come back and clean you up!" Mrs. Liang said with her hands on her hips, gasped twice, and added, "Don't give him food or drink before dinner! Whoever dares to secretly give him food, I will sell her tomorrow!"

After Liang's attack was over, Song Qingyue finally sat down and had a good chat with Liang.

"Xiaoba is like this, usually too indulgent." Song Qingyue said with a frown.

Mrs. Liang sighed: "Your father is busy, Chen Hai and Chen Xu have no time to discipline their younger brothers after they have won Jinshi, the old eighth has always been handed over to your fourth brother..."

Speaking of this, Liang himself was also discouraged.

Song Qingyue burst out laughing, no wonder, the eldest brother and the second brother were Jinshi when the younger eight was only five years old, and after that, the fourth brother, an unreliable old man, took care of him.The rest of Xiaowu, Xiaoliu, and Xiaoqi are all concubines, how dare they discipline the younger brothers who are born in the first place, and the servants in the family usually support them with all their strength, so why don't they hold them like they are now?
"I knew I wouldn't have told him to live in the front yard so early!" Liang said, clutching her forehead with a headache, "I changed his previous nanny, and all the servants who helped him skip classes and did his homework for him I was disciplined when I went to your place, and my place has been clean for two months.”

The more Liang talked, the more angry he became, and finally he gritted his teeth and said bitterly: "If I knew he was so stubborn, I shouldn't have given birth to him in the first place!"

Song Qingyue couldn't stay at her mother's house for too long, she thought about it and left a letter for her father.

As soon as Lord Song came back in the evening, he asked Mrs. Liang about Song Qingyue's return to her mother's house: "Yue'er is back, but what happened to the palace?"

Mrs. Liang waved her hand: "The palace is fine, it's Xiaoba."

Lord Song frowned: "Did that unfilial thing trouble his sister?"

Mrs. Liang showed Mr. Song the white paper handed in by Song Chenhui, and pointed to the direction of the ancestral hall: "I was locked up, and I was still howling inside, saying that I didn't want to stay with his third sister anymore, and wanted to go home."

Lord Song's fists were clenched instantly, his brows were kneaded into a Sichuan character, and he asked again: "When will the second child come back?"

Mrs. Liang patted Mrs. Song's arm dissatisfied: "Don't just throw it to the second child whenever you encounter trouble! He is busier than you now! Then, this is a letter from Yue'er. I didn't open it to read it." , look, what was written."

Master Song opened it, laughed a few times, and showed the letter to Mrs. Liang.

Mrs. Liang sighed after seeing it, and finally said as if she had made up her mind: "Okay, let's do that! If you don't use some harsh medicine, that child will be destroyed in the future."

The winter solstice came late this year, on November 28.

Two days before the winter solstice, Eunuch Wang suddenly came to Qiandi to visit Song Qingyue with gifts from the emperor—some mountain products from the Northeast, and a piece of white tiger skin. come to her.

Song Qingyue couldn't laugh or cry when she saw the white tiger skin.

Eunuch Wang smiled and said: "Your Majesty said, he sees and remembers everything you do, and will never treat you badly in the future."

Hey, how to put it, some people are natural leaders.

Song Qingyue praised the white tiger skin for a long time, mainly because her father-in-law is so good at talking!No wonder my two elder brothers want to be my father-in-law's cows and horses. By the way, let's greet my father-in-law: "How is the father-in-law recently? I am a daughter-in-law who hasn't paid him a visit for a long time. I'm sorry."

Eunuch Wang laughed immediately and said, "Look at what you said, my lord, your body is precious now, and your majesty doesn't want you to run around. Your majesty is in good health. He will be happy to hear that your majesty misses him."

Song Qingyue spread that tiger skin on the ground, it was really soft and warm to step on!Not to mention how comfortable it made her!She simply took off her embroidered shoes and stepped on them with only her socks on. She raised her head, looked at Eunuch Wang with sparkling eyes, and said, "Don't look at me so happy. Next time I will send you a bunch of tiger skins. I'll just give you sheepskins later. Tigers... tigers are protected animals." She lowered her head and muttered.

Eunuch Wang didn't understand, Song Qingyue didn't care about Eunuch Wang's confusion, and continued on his own: "By the way, Eunuch, what are the arrangements for the winter solstice?"

Eunuch Wang said: "Exactly! The old slave came here today to ask the princess what you mean."

"Ask me?" Song Qingyue was still stepping on the soft tiger skin like a cat stepping on milk. She pointed to her nose and asked in surprise: "Elder-in-law just said, father-in-law Ask me what you mean?"

Eunuch Wang chuckled: "Your body is precious. If there is a palace banquet, you will have to enter the palace. At that time, you will have to stand and walk, and kneel and knock nine times. His Majesty is not here. His Majesty is afraid that you will be tired, and even more afraid that something will happen to you." Unexpectedly, so what His Majesty meant was that the winter solstice palace banquet would not be held this year. Ask if you have any other ideas, Your Majesty said, Your Majesty Wangfei has the most ideas."

"Take care of me so much...how embarrassed am I?" Song Qingyue blinked her big innocent eyes.

Eunuch Wang still smiled kindly: "Look at what you said, the princess is carrying His Majesty's eldest grandson in her belly, so naturally she has to take care of her."

As soon as he said this, Eunuch Wang felt that the princess's smile froze suddenly, but she soon recovered, pointing to the grand master's chair beside her and said politely: "Eunuch sit down, I'm sorry to ask you to stand."

"Your Majesty, don't say that, this old slave doesn't dare to trust you in front of you!"

"Don't be like this, I can't bear it! Sit down! Drink tea!"

Bai Momo personally went to pour the stomach-warming ginger tea, Song Qingyue finally stopped stepping on the milk, and asked seriously: "How does the father want to live? Do you have a budget?"

Eunuch Wang brought ginger tea, took a sip, waved his hands, and said, "I just sent this old servant to ask you because I have no idea."

Song Qingyue stroked her chin and thought for a while, then said, "Why don't you let Emperor Father go to the barracks to visit and comfort the soldiers? Make dumplings yourself?" Song Qingyue herself felt a little embarrassed when it came to this, and she regarded the emperor as a net for show. Red, it seems that it is really not very good...

But looking at Eunuch Wang's expression, he seems to be serious!

"I'm just joking!" Song Qingyue said, "Father has gone, and the people in the military camp must be in a state of fear, and they won't be able to celebrate a good festival!"

Who would like the leader to come to inspect the work suddenly during the festival?
However, Eunuch Wang himself obviously liked this idea, he stood up and bowed his hands towards Song Qingyue, and said: "Thank you, Princess Wang, for your advice, this old servant will go back and report to His Majesty!"

Song Qingyue blinked at Eunuch Wang's cheerful steps, and muttered, "Should I also go to the Nursing Home to make dumplings?"

Just do it, Song Qingyue immediately asked Bai Nao to order someone to buy fat and thin pork and cabbage, this time she also planned to add some corn kernels, so she asked people to buy some dry corn kernels, and started soaking hair a day in advance.

Pork, cabbage and corn stuffing, yyds!

So, on the day of the winter solstice, Song Qingyue got up early and asked Mother Bai to go to the backyard and call everyone except Concubine Ning to go to the Baoen Temple to relax and relax.

Bai Momo frowned, disapprovingly said: "Princess Wang, today you have to go into the palace to greet the Empress Dowager and Empress Dowager!"

Song Qingyue was taken aback for a moment, by the way, that queen empress, I haven't seen her dancing recently.For such a long time, Song Qingyue never went to invite Ann, but Xiao Ning never came to trouble herself once.

How did Song Qingyue know that Xiao Ning's mind is now full of wanting to build money for her son to build the palace. Only after building the palace can she find a side concubine with a strong family background! !

How can a side concubine be accepted without a palace?Do you want the side concubine and those concubines to squeeze together in an aggrieved courtyard?

The queen hasn't found the energy to trouble Song Qingyue yet.

In addition, Song Qingyue is still protected by her father-in-law!
No, Bai Momo just mentioned that she was going to enter the palace to pay her respects to the empress, and someone came to the palace, saying that His Majesty is going to take the empress dowager and empress to inspect the military camp today, so that the daughter-in-laws in the hidden mansion don't have to Go to the palace to say hello.

Song Qingyue looked at Eunuch Yang, who had come to report the letter from the palace, and gave a big smile.

The father-in-law is too awesome!

This is respect for yourself as a talent.

Look, look!
She knew that the decision to hug Su Wang's thigh was extremely wise.The thigh she hugged has changed from the thickest thigh in the Wangfu Group to the thickest thigh in the empire!

In order not to ask her to go to the palace to pay her respects, she actually braved such a cold weather to drag his old mother out.

Why does Song Qingyue think her father-in-law is more reliable than her husband?

"Okay, can you rest assured now? Go and ask everyone to come over together. It's finally a festival, and everyone goes out to let the wind go." Song Qingyue laughed.

But Nanny Bai still frowned and disapproved.

"Why?" Song Qingyue didn't understand.

Looking at the ignorant concubine of her own family, she had no choice but to explain: "Princess, not everyone likes to go out like you!"

Hearing this, Song Qingyue was taken aback for a moment, and then remembered, yes, most of the women these days are kept very, very homely, and not all of them need to go out regularly like her to let the wind go.

But she still said: "Then mother should go to the back and ask, it's a festival today! I heard that the street is also lively, if you want to go out, you can go out with a piece."

Bai Momo looked at her too innocent princess and sighed again, leaned into her ear and said, "You are pregnant, and going out is already frightening! You have to take the one in the backyard with you, my little ancestor , when can you tell me to save me some time? A few days ago you had so much morning sickness, can you guess one or two in the backyard? In case there is no kindness, no matter how capable Feng Qi and Master Zeng are, there will be times when they can’t take care of it ! Little ancestor, little aunt, I beg you to be an old slave, just like the days before, when the backyard doesn’t exist, can’t you?!”

Nanny Bai sighed repeatedly, making Song Qingyue feel a little sorry for her.She also sighed, and she embraced Mammy's arm and said, "Mammy is right, this time I will listen to Mammy."

"That's right! Being in the royal family, extra kindness is nothing!" Nanny Bai continued to persuade her earnestly.

Song Qingyue nodded quickly, and said politely: "Got it! Mammy is right! But it's okay to take Li Qiushui out today, right?"

Bai Momo wanted to roll her eyes, what did she do with that vixen? !

However, this time she did not refute Song Qingyue's meaning.