"What's wrong with the Imperial Advisor?"

"His face was a little pale when I saw him just now. I thought it was just a temporary discomfort, but it turned out to be so serious!"

"Could it be a cold or some other illness...?"

Some people speculated.

"It's also possible that he overworked himself for national affairs, causing his health to give out..."

Murong Yue tilted her head slightly, sighing inwardly: Humans are so fragile!

Could it be some kind of infectious disease...?

She clicked her tongue inwardly a few times, watching Qi Yuan carry Li Xuanji away into the distance.

Without stopping, they walked straight toward the Baoguang Hall.

Confucius Meng Xueyi is very nervous today.

Having served as an imperial tutor, he was incredibly excited at the thought of it being recorded in future historical records.

Suppressing this complex mix of pride and nervousness, he patiently explained to the students.

The book in my hand was written by the retired emperor, but the title is a bit strange: "Elementary School Chinese Language Basics".

It is a book that all schools in Qing Kingdom must study, in addition to traditional texts such as the Three Character Classic and Chinese classics.

There is also a book called "Elementary School Mathematics Basics".

The content of these two books can be learned in about six months.

While it may not be considered particularly advanced, it is sufficient for someone with no prior knowledge to learn addition, subtraction, multiplication, and division within 100, to learn how to use an abacus, and to learn how to calculate costs and profits.

Also, learn basic characters.

If you complete the course smoothly, you will at least be able to read the Three Character Classic and other classical Chinese texts, write your own name, and write simple letters.

Therefore, in Meng Xueyi's view, when Li Xuanji said yesterday that he would teach some basic content, he immediately brought out these two books.

Murong Yue, with her hands behind her back, was almost stepping into the Baoguang Hall.

She stopped in her tracks, turned to look at Ah Hao, and asked, "Will he die?"