12dz Chapter 214 The Prince of Flowing Water, The Iron Concubine 17
Chapter 214 The Prince of Flowing Water, The Iron Concubine 17
Grandfather Yan clapped his hands in the direction of the bookshelf: "Come out."
I saw a man wearing a cloak and a mask coming out from behind the bookshelf. He walked up to Grandpa Yan and knelt down on one knee: "Yan Qing pays homage to the master."
Yan Ying looked at her grandfather suspiciously: "Who is he?"
Grandfather Yan stroked his beard and said: "For thousands of years, the Yan family has experienced ups and downs, experienced disasters of extinction several times, and the generation of the Taizu had the foresight to fear that the Yan family would prosper and fear disaster.
He summoned the collateral children to train more, and kept their names incognito to prevent future troubles.
The collateral descendants of Anbu exist as a shield to protect the Yan family.
Unexpectedly, the descendants of later generations are too capable to survive this catastrophe and flourish. Now my Yan family's descendants are all over the Liang Dynasty, and there is no need for the help of Anbu's collateral.
On the surface, there are many descendants of the direct line, but there are also many talented collateral descendants of the Anbu, who have taken root in various places among the people, and now they have formed an Anbu force known only to the patriarchs of the past dynasties.
Your eldest brother Yan Wen has been established as the head of the next generation, the old man originally planned to hand over the power of the Anbu to the good boy, but unexpectedly, the old man discovered you again."
"Now it seems that Sanya is the most suitable person to control the Anbu forces"
After hearing this, Yan Ying said in surprise: What kind of fairy ancestor is he who planned for a rainy day a hundred years ago!
She had planned for the worst, started from nothing, and went shopping alone to the end, but unexpectedly, a big pie fell from the sky and hit her on the head.
At this time, Yan Ying rubbed her hands, and there was only one thought in her mind, ancestor, I promise to burn more paper money and kowtow to you when I go back, so you can bless your children and grandchildren to make the rebellion smoother.
Just as Yan Ying was immersed in a rare fantasy dream, a black jade pendant was thrown over.
Reflexively, Yan Ying stretched out her hand to grab the jade pendant and took a look. The front was Yan, the back was page, and the sum was Yan.
Yan Heng continued: "Your father is holding a white jade pendant, which is the symbol of the head of the Yan family. The direct descendants are the spears that charge forward, and what you hold is Anbu's jade pendant, which represents the shield that is ready to go."
"Contradictions and contradictions are both spears and shields. Nothing in this world is static. The transformation of contradictions lies in the survival of the fittest. One side overcomes the other"
"My family has been the spear for hundreds of years, and the side branch has been the shield for hundreds of years. The two sides coexist and restrain each other. This should not be a subordinate relationship. Now that you appear, the new shield replaces the old spear."
"In this contest between spear and shield, no matter who is better, the winner will be the Yan family." Yan Heng stroked his beard, not sure whether he was speaking to Yan Ying or himself.
"Okay, it's late at night, you go back now"
Yan Ying raised a question mark on her forehead: Is this the end? ? ?
Then I heard my grandfather say slowly: "From tomorrow onwards, you will come over to take care of the old man."
Since ancient times, it has been easier to conquer the country than it is to defend it. Those who claim to be kings not only need tactics, but also need morality, benevolent government, and rule of virtue. He has been a tutor for many years, and he has already mastered strategy, politics, and the emperor's mind. : "The old man has taught the royal children all his life, and now it's time to think about plans for future generations"
After hearing this, Yan Ying clenched Mo Yu tightly in her hand, smiled, and said crisply: "Yes, grandfather."
On the second day, Yan Ying woke up early and went to Cangbai Courtyard.
In the study room, grandfather took out several ancient books, which were filled with his annotations: "Our Yan family learned to read the Four Books and Five Classics, which talked about how to be a courtier, loyal to the emperor and patriotic, but now it is not suitable for you. Let's learn the books that the princes of Liang should read, the way of the king."
Yan Ying opened the ancient books in her hand and read out the names: ""Shang Junshu", "Guanzi, Mind Technique", "Servant Junlan", "Huainanzi, Master Technique Training", "Di Fan", "Di Jian Tu Shuo"..."
In the study, Taifu Yan used to give lectures to seven or eight princes, but they didn't like to listen to them. Now his student is only Yan Ying, so naturally he is teaching kingly skills in a targeted manner.
Yan Ying listened very carefully to what Yan Taifu said from simplicity to depth. She had been an emperor herself, so she understood the emperor's mind, but she was not as clear as what Yan Taifu said. There is no gunpowder in the court. On the battlefield, what kind of problem to fight for and what kind of handling method can we achieve peace and long-term governance, all of which require systematic study.
A patient explanation, and a sponge-like absorption of knowledge, no one knows that three years later, such a woman will turn her hands into clouds, turn her hands into rain, and directly overthrow a prosperous dynasty.