Guo Song and his family stayed at the racecourse for another night. In the morning of the next day, everyone packed up and started to return.
Before leaving, Guo Song bought each child a pony, which was naturally the horse they rode for the past two days. Guo Weiwei lay on the car window and looked at her beloved little red horse until it returned to Zhangye.
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Everyone went back to their homes, but Guo Song came to the official residence of Zhangye County Magistrate Li Chan. He got off his horse and saw Li Mi standing in front of the gate with a smile.
"I think you must be here to visit me!"
Guo Song also smiled slightly and said: "Of course! Mr. Li returns to Zhangye, how can I not come to visit him?"
The last time I saw Li Mi was when Guo Song led his army to Anxi last year. Li Mi came to offer advice.
After not seeing each other for more than a year, Guo Song noticed that Li Mi seemed to be much older. His temples were gray and his hair was gray. Calculating, he was not too old this year, he was only sixty-four years old.
Li Mi has escaped from the world several times. When the world is in chaos and the situation is chaotic and unclear, he will choose to escape from the world, but when hope for a clear world appears, he will choose to join the world again.
Guo Song captured Taiyuan Prefecture in Hedong and wiped out the Yuan clan. It was like a bright light that gave Li Mi hope that the world would be clear, and he returned decisively.
Of course, when his best friend Yan Zhenqing passed away due to illness, Li Mi also rushed back to pay homage and send his best friend's soul away.
The two walked into the living room and sat down. Li Mi cooked tea himself, poured a cup of tea for Guo Song, and said with a smile: "In Shazhou Zen Temple, sencha has become a big hobby of mine. The monks there are all masters of sencha and have learned how to do it."
Quite a few.”
Guo Song picked up the tea, sniffed it and said with a smile: "The tea is like autumn leaves, the water is like blue waves, and the tea has a rich aroma. It is indeed a good tea."
"The first is water quality, the second is heat, and of course tea is the foundation. All three are indispensable."
Guo Song took a sip of tea carefully and praised: "It has a long aftertaste, it's really good!"
Guo Song put down his tea cup and said, "I came to visit Mr. Li today because of the dog incident."
Li Bi smiled slightly and said: "Actually, even if you don't come, I will go to visit you. The prince is young and very intelligent, with extraordinary talents. Generally speaking, such a child cannot be taught Confucianism, which will destroy him. There are only three people in the world who can teach him.
Mr. Yan has died of illness, Prime Minister Han is in Chengdu, and then there is me. I am not bragging, I am telling the truth."
"I believe it!"
Guo Song said flatly: "Of course I know that my son cannot be educated well by ordinary people, so I came to see Mr. Li. I have decided to hand him over to you, worship Mr. Li as my teacher, and train him to be a talented person."
Li Mi was stunned, that was the crown prince! He just handed it over to him so decisively. This trust made Li Mi feel indescribably moved. After a while, he nodded slowly, "I will definitely live up to the envoy."
Great trust!"
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Guo Song took his son Guo Jincheng to his study room and said, "Sit down!" Guo Song pointed to a table and couch next to him.
Only then did Guo Jincheng realize that his father's study room was different from before. The large table and brocade chairs were gone, and now there were two sets of tables and couches, one large and one small. There were still tall bookcases on both sides, and they were all empty.
The books are all gone.
Guo Jincheng sat down nervously, and Guo Song said softly to his son: "From today on, this is your study. You will study and practice calligraphy here. I have found a good master for you."
"Dad, has the child gone to school?" Guo Jincheng asked a little excitedly.
Guo Song nodded and said with a smile: "You have gone to school. Many talented children can write poems at the age of four, can write poems at the age of seven, and can write articles all over the world at the age of ten. Dad hopes you will do the same."
"Is the child's master... Li Xiangguo?"
"How do you know?"
"He told the child personally that he would definitely come and teach me how to read so that I could better inherit my father's career."
Guo Song knelt down and stroked his son's little face lovingly, "He is right. To inherit dad's career, you must work harder and study harder. Dad believes that you will be better than dad in the future!"
Guo Jincheng nodded heavily, "My child will not disappoint his father!"
In the afternoon of that day, witnessed by his father and a group of senior officials, Guo Jincheng officially became Li Mi's disciple and began his study career.
Perhaps Guo Weiwei was stimulated by her younger brother's apprenticeship, and she gradually changed her temperament. She was no longer as crazy as before, and began to concentrate on learning painting and calligraphy from her mother. She also wanted to become a world-famous female painter.
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Time gradually came to December, and Hexi once again turned into a snowy world. Under the corridor of the study room, Guo Song and Li Mi sat cross-legged, drinking tea and admiring the snowy scenery.
Guo Song looked back at his son who was practicing calligraphy at the desk and said to Li Bi: "I heard from Acheng that he has already learned "Lu's Spring and Autumn Annals". Li Gong, is this progress too fast?"
Li Mi smiled slightly and said: "Frankly speaking, I didn't teach him anything. He just recited in the morning and practiced calligraphy in the afternoon. Originally, I wanted him to learn my calligraphy, but I found that he was more suitable to learn from Yan Gong.
His calligraphy is up to him."
"He just endorsed it?" Guo Song hesitated and asked.
Li Mi nodded, "Endorsement can expand his thinking. Don't think that endorsement is such a simple thing. Let me give you an example. I read an article of five or six hundred words casually, and every sentence in it is
They come from different sources, such as "The Analects", "Mencius", "Laozi", "Han Feizi", "Shangshu", "The Book of Songs", etc. Then I asked him to write the next sentence of each sentence and make it into an article.
"
Li Mi pointed to his head, "This requires strong memory, reaction ability and proficiency in scriptures. In the past few months, I have trained him like this, and I have trained him for three years."
Guo Song understood a little bit, "Li Gong is training his abilities!"
Li Mi laughed and said, "This is just like practicing martial arts. First, practice the muscles and bones, the internal strength, and the moves. It's not too late to practice the moves and so on later. The same is true for studying. I will first spend three years letting him memorize thousands of books, and then go back and do it again."
Re-read it, explain it again, and in a few years, read it again and explain it again. This is called reviewing the past and learning the new. Only in this way can children be cultivated to be talented."
"Does Mr. Li have any further plans?"
"have!"
Li Mi said calmly: "When he reaches the age of thirteen, if I am still alive, I will start teaching him to read history. The classics only lay the foundation for him to know etiquette and affairs, but to really let him have the talent to stabilize the country, we still need to teach him to read history."
Let him read history, use history as a mirror to understand the present, and use history as a road to identify the future."
Guo Song nodded and sighed: "I hope Mr. Li can live to be a hundred years old!"
Li Mi laughed, took a sip of tea, and asked again: "I heard that the envoy plans to go to war with Huihe?"
Guo Song said calmly: "It's not that I want to go to war with it, but I want to teach them how to behave."
"Haha! What an arrogant tone. Why do you have it, Iron Fire Thunder?"
"Isn't the Iron Fire Thunder enough?"
Li Mi shook his head, "Sun Tzu said that those who are good at fighting have no great achievements. Do you understand this sentence? The most effective way is in front of you, but you don't need it, but you have to go into battle yourself. Is this the work of the world's greatest craftsmen?
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"Mr. Li refers to...Si Jie Department?"
Li Bi looked at the heavy snow in the sky and said slowly: "There is no room for two tigers in one mountain. Why did the Uighurs abandon Beiting and return to the grassland? Isn't it because there is an extra wolf king on the grassland? Sir, if you understand the nature of wolves, you will know that there can only be two tigers on the grassland."
A wolf king."
"I know, I only need to do one thing, to replenish their bodies. Sijie is dying. Give Sijie a blood transfusion. The Uighurs will be defeated. Then help the Uighurs up and let them fight for decades. Maybe it won't work.
In the end, it was advantageous to other tribes, such as the Yongas or the Khitans."
"Xiugasi can't do it. The number is too small and it can't become a climate. But the Khitan in Liaodong is in great danger. Emperor Zetian once said that if the Khitan is not eliminated, Liaodong will not be peaceful, Liaodong will not be peaceful, and Youzhou will be unstable. In recent years, Zhu
Tao is in charge of Youzhou and has allowed the Khitan to become powerful. It is already raising tigers and causing trouble. Once the Khitan annexes the Bohai Kingdom, it will definitely expand to the grassland. The third wolf king will appear on the grassland. How to break this situation needs to be done.
Please give it some thought."
Having said this, Li Mi stood up and said, "I've said everything I should say. You can think about it yourself. I'm going to see Acheng."
He turned around and walked back to the room. Guo Song tightened his cotton robe tightly. He looked back at the master and apprentice who were instructing calligraphy in the room, and stood up and walked towards the inner courtyard.
When he walked to his wife's study, he saw his wife holding a piece of jade in her hand and giving her daughter instructions on painting. His daughter Guo Weiwei was sitting in front of the desk, paying full attention to her mother's instructions. Neither of them noticed his arrival.
Guo Song smiled and shook his head. Without disturbing them, he walked through the corridor and walked to his inner study.
There was an eagerness in his heart, and he wanted to immediately write down the conversation he had just had with Li Mi. Guo Song sat in front of his desk, looking at the flying snow outside the window. His thoughts had already flown to the vast grassland.
When he arrived in distant Liaodong, he picked up his pen and started writing without hesitation.