Yan Heng realized that Yan Song was just a child at this time, not to mention that Shoufu didn't even know what it was.

Yan Heng touched his little head dotingly:

"Shoufu is a very big official, a great official who can bring happiness to the people and can also bring disasters to the people."

"Then can you eat meat buns every day and gnaw big chicken legs every day when you become the first assistant", because of poverty, even if you are the first assistant, Yan Song at this time is most concerned about what benefits the first assistant can bring.

Yan Heng didn't want Yan Song to continue to be a traitor of the Ming Dynasty in this world, so he didn't want Yan Song to have such thoughts, that is, selfish thoughts that only thought about what he could get after becoming the first assistant instead of what he could do for others, he decided to correct Yan Song's ideological concepts, and instilled in him some positive energy for the world when he was still young.

So, as the elder brother, Yan Heng sat solemnly on the stone opposite Yan Song, put his little brother Yan Song's shoulder and said very seriously:

"Yan Song, I hope you can remember my brother's words today, in the future, don't only think about yourself and even your own family, but also for the sake of the people of the world, as long as you are willing to work hard, you can make everyone in the world eat meat buns, and children in the world can have chicken legs to gnaw!"

Xiao Yan Song didn't know why his brother Yan Heng became so serious, but he was always sensible and he still solemnly squeezed his meaty little fist: "It's good to let people all over the world eat meat buns and chicken legs, then I listen to my brother, I won't be the champion in the future, I want to be the first assistant!" ”

Yan Heng couldn't help laughing, he didn't expect that Xiao Yan Song already had a great ambition to be a champion at a young age, just as ambitious as he dreamed of becoming a scientist when he was a child.

Yan Heng patted Xiao Yan Song's shoulder: "There is no conflict between being a champion and being the first assistant, you can also be the first assistant when you are the champion, and you can also be the first assistant if you are not the champion." ”

"Then I want to be the champion, and I have to be the first assistant, because my father wants me to be the champion, and my brother wants me to be the first assistant, I don't want to disappoint you all", Xiao Yan Song pouted and said.

Yan Heng couldn't help but be stunned in his heart, who would have thought that Yan Song, the traitor who would cause trouble in the country in the future, would be such a well-behaved and sensible child when he was a child.

Yan Heng also wants Yan Song to be more positive, although there is nothing wrong with a person wanting to be the head of the state, but many people will lose their nature because of the pursuit of fame and fortune, so Yan Heng had to continue to say to Yan Song:

"Xiao Yan Song, whether it is the champion or the first assistant, he is just the goal of a scholar, but he is not a person's real ideal, do you know what the real meaning of reading is?"

Xiao Yan Song never thought that his brother would become so serious now, but he was more concerned about him than before, which made him feel both cordial and respectful, and he was also quite interested in the philosophical questions raised by Yan Heng, so he shook his head seriously: "Yan Song doesn't know, brother, please make it clear." ”

Yan Heng decided to stand up, put his hands behind his back, and looked up at the sky, otherwise it was not enough to create a positive image in front of Yan Song, only to hear Yan Heng say:

"Mr. Hengqu of the Northern Song Dynasty once entrusted future generations to establish a heart for heaven and earth, a life for the people, a continuation of the study for the saints, and peace for all generations, and now my brother also wants to tell you that the purpose of people studying cannot be for personal promotion and wealth, nor for the sake of wives and concubines, but for the rise of my Ming Dynasty, understand?"

……

"Reading for the rise of the Ming Dynasty?"

Yan Song read a sentence silently, and looked at Yan Heng with some understanding.

……

"Good, good, good one to read for the rise of the Ming Dynasty!"

……

At this time, a group of people suddenly came out of the path behind the house, led by an old man wearing a brown Cheng Ziyi.

The old man was followed by a group of sturdy servants dressed in short clothes, but there was also a delicate little student beside the old man, whose skin was more tender than the five-year-old Xiao Yan Song, not like a boy, but like a girl.

I saw that the old man clapped his palms and praised three times in a row, and said to Yan Heng again:

"Now that the government is erosive, eunuchs and traitors are rampant, there are many vegetarian eaters, and there are even three old papier-mâché pastes, and six books of clay sculptures.

It's just that I didn't expect this small mountain village to meet a teenager with such knowledge, to study for the rise of the Ming Dynasty, so it seems that I have such a teenager in the Ming Dynasty, I am afraid that there will be no day of re-emergence in the future! And you, kid, I'm afraid that your achievements will not be small in the future! Tell me old man, who is your surname, maybe you and I will be able to be ministers in the same palace one day. ”

"The master is really good at laughing, but they are just two country boys, how can they be ministers in the same hall with you."

The handsome boy sneered, but at this time, the old man glared at the boy angrily:

"Don't be rude! Step aside! ”

The delicate boy pursed his mouth, and then closed his mouth.

Yan Heng didn't understand why he was educating his younger brother Xiao Yan Song so well that an uninvited old man suddenly appeared.

However, listening to his tone, he seems to be an official, as long as he is an official, the people can't afford to provoke him, so he habitually stretches out his right hand:

"Hunan First Division Yan Heng! Fortunately! ”

Yan Heng regretted a little after speaking, he directly took out the greeting method that he habitually pretended to be forced in front of his classmates in college, and the greeting in this era seemed to be the same as Xiao Yan Song just now.

This old man didn't expect Yan Heng to greet him so specially, Hunan is like a place name, but why is it not Huguang, and the first division is his nickname?

The old man was puzzled, thinking that maybe this was the custom here, and he didn't deliberately put on a score because of his noble status and old age, so he followed the local customs:

"Shaanxi Jie'an Wang Zongguan! Fortunately! ”

Yan Heng saw that he stretched out his right hand and did not move, so he had to take the initiative to shake his hand, shook it a few times, and at the same time sneered:

"It's strange, the handshake ceremony has been a blessing since ancient times, otherwise why doesn't this old gentleman have any opinions."

"The etiquette of your place is a little special, but it is also unique, not cumbersome but solemn and polite."

Wang Zongguan saw that the way he reported the place name and added the alias and then the name did not make the young man in front of him feel awkward, so he thought that he had guessed the customs of other people, but he secretly wondered, what is the name of Hunan, and what is the meaning of the name of the teacher?

Saying that, Wang Zongguan patted Yan Song's shoulder again: "You have a good brother, if you really become the head of the champion in the future, don't forget the teachings of Brother Ling's respect." ”

At this time, the handsome young man pursed his mouth again, he didn't understand why his master was so kind to the two arrogant boys in the countryside, in his opinion, it was just two ignorant naughty boys sitting in the well and watching the sky, why take it seriously, could it be that the two rural naughty boys could really become the head of state, as soon as he thought of this, he wanted to laugh.

This handsome young man saw his master sitting here for a long time, but this person named Yan Heng didn't make a cup of tea for a long time, and he couldn't help but blame Yan Heng for being rude.

Yan Heng didn't know that he had been slandered several times by the handsome young man in front of him, but at this time, he agreed with what the old man named Wang Zongguan said to Xiao Yan Song in front of him.

At least his own teaching of Yan Song has been affirmed by others.

Wang Zongguan was also a little stunned, he didn't expect that after he reported his name, the young man named Yan Heng in front of him was actually not shocked.

He didn't know whether this young man named Yan Heng was really detached from things, not afraid of the powerful or really deep in the countryside, and didn't know anything about the people in the outside world.

Although the Ming Dynasty's famous minister Wang Shu is Zongguan, it is now a well-known thing in Shilin, but Yan Heng, as a person of later generations, is not familiar with the specific information of Wang Shu, and he has no consciousness to consult the information at this time.

Seeing that Yan Heng didn't make tea for a long time, Wang Zongguan had no choice but to blush and smile: "Boy, the old man is thirsty and tired all the way, and he came here to beg for a cup of tea, I don't know if you have a bowl of tea at home." ”

Without waiting for Yan Heng to speak, Xiao Yan Song, who had just hurried into the house, had already walked out with a clay bowl at this time, and in the earthen bowl was a cup of tea, with a few wisps of coarse tea leaves floating.

"Grandpa, you drink tea, hehe", Xiao Yan Song respectfully served the tea in front of Wang Zongguan, grinning with a toothless mouth.

Yan Heng couldn't help but secretly think that his younger brother Yan Song deserved to be a master of officialdom in the future, this ability to observe words and emotions was indeed above himself, not only high IQ but also high emotional intelligence, and he had been free and comfortable in the later life for so long, and he no longer had the good habit of being courteous.

Wang Zongguan nodded with satisfaction, he subconsciously thought that this child was so sensible and polite because of Yan Heng's training, so he praised Yan Heng: "You teach Brother Ling well, he assists the king in the court every day, and it should have this effect." ”

Yan Heng couldn't help but roll his eyes, this old man can praise himself if he wants to praise himself, why should he chew words.

Having said that, Yan Heng also heard the meaning of this old man, Wang Zongguan, probably meaning that he taught his younger brother well, otherwise Yan Song would not have understood etiquette so well at a young age.

Conscience of heaven and earth! I have just taught Yan Song less than half an hour, okay!

This is obviously a manifestation of Yan Song's natural high emotional intelligence!

However, like Xiao Yan Song, Yan Heng felt that he should also learn the humility of the Ming Dynasty, so he also gave up:

"The old man has an overreputation, how dare the boy have the idea of a temple, and the kid is not as talented as my brother, he is a toad palace laurel, and the glory of the ancestors has to rely on my brother, see the old gentleman is approachable, extraordinary temperament, should be a person of noble character, now since he came to the boy's Pengmen household, I hope that the old gentleman will not hesitate to give advice, and call my brother a few words."

As he spoke, Yan Heng threw an encouraging look at Xiao Yan Song, and pushed Xiao Yan Song to introduce himself.

After all, if you want to mix well in officialdom in the future, it is also important to make a good impression in front of these people who are rulers in advance.