There is no benefit, this is Yan Bei's only evaluation of the existence of the Liu royal family and the imperial court after the chaos in the world. Of course, if he could, he would like to add all the princes in the world who have raised troops...... If it weren't for them, the Yan clan would have let the world return to peace long ago. However, Yan Bei, who was on the road back to Zhao Guo, swayed slowly with his horse in the neat military column, and sneered at this idea.

When there is only one prince, it is a benefit. But if there are many princes, it will be of no benefit. And if there are no princes in the world, how can the world be chaotic without princes?

He can't figure it out, and if he can't figure it out, he doesn't need to think about these useless things anymore.

He's home!

Handan, the capital of the Zhao Kingdom, was born in the bitter cold Liaodong, and the poor boy finally named a piece of land after his surname, which was called the Yan Zhao Kingdom, and every time he thought about it, his heart was extremely hot - this land should also be glorified.

He no longer relied on the land, his blood, and other ethereal and unrelated things to bring himself self-esteem and pride. Yanbei doesn't need a source, he is his own source and the source of others.

After half a year of preparation and nearly a year of war, when the heavy palace gate of King Zhao was opened for him again. Yan Bei only felt extremely relaxed in his heart, walked quickly through the spacious compound road, happily pulled Zhen Jiang and Zhen Dao into his arms, raised his head and smiled, and said, "Where is Yan's little cub?" ”

"Studying, Huan'er has practiced arching horses for half a day, and can use three bucket bows and ten steps to send ten middle six." Zhen Jiang talked about his son's progress and was happy with his good-looking eyebrows, and said to Yan Bei: "The king likes to read history, so the concubine asked the palace scribe to take Huan'er to read history...... Go and see it, he'll be happy when you come back! ”

"Reading history, which scribe in the palace took him to read?"

Yan Bei was not happy when he heard that Yan Huan was reading history, but frowned when he was learning from his eldest son. In these years, there are many books with messy records, and even if there are Xiping stone carvings as the official proofreading of modern and ancient literature, history books are still too complicated for children under the age of ten, so the teacher becomes extremely important. Because even if it is just a passage in a book, even if it is only one word in it that is not understood correctly, the whole article will become very different.

If it is the scriptures, it is just a matter of small words, the history books almost coldly record matters, objectively record celebrities, and the historian's pen does not describe good and evil, which is a good thing for adults with enough knowledge and experience, but it may not be a good thing for Yan Huan.

It's easy to erect a not so suitable pursuit image for Yan Huan, who doesn't understand what is good and evil.

There are always people in the history books who are beyond the reach of their predecessors, those famous ministers and virtuous ministers, and the founding heroes, but their views of right and wrong may not all be good. What if Zhao Guoshizi saw Hu Hai carry out a coup d'état and kill the minister, and thought this was very good?

Then it's better to let your son learn from Lao Tzu!

Anyway, he Ah Weng has long been written into the book by Chen Changwen's idiot...... But Yanbei didn't think about it, is it really appropriate to take the horse bandits as an example?

Yanbei's Ah Weng didn't give him a chance to learn how to be a good son, and died early, so he didn't know what a good son was; But it was also the first time for him to be a Weng, and he had no experience, just like learning how to be a good son, without reference, the same fool.

In fact, at such an age, most of you are confused, right? He has held a knife for more than ten years and ridden a horse for more than ten years, and it is his duty to lead soldiers to fight, and he is proficient in everything; But how to be a good father and how to educate the next generation?

He won't.

He and his brother taught a good younger brother, but the truth was told by the elder brother to the younger brother, and what he really did was to throw his younger brother to the county school to deliver food and choose to work harder to make a living; As for the later things, it was even simpler, he just put his younger brother in higher and higher positions one after another, and it didn't matter if he could do it well or not, as long as he said he did it well, then he did it well.

But educating his son is different, but he doesn't know, he just wants to instill everything he knows to Yan Huan in the shortest time and the easiest way. Let him be a ...... A man he once wanted to do but couldn't.

Born Emperor!

Walking to Dongfu Road, Zhen Jiang dispelled his doubts and said: "The companion is Ying Zhongyu's nephew Ying Ling, and the general's mansion all said that his talent is excellent, and Tian Yuanhao and others have a lot of respect for him." ”

Ying Ling's name Yanbei had only heard of it, and he knew that he had such a number one person under the shogunate, and it was all because his uncle Ying Shao was Zhao Xiang in the past, and he also wrote an order like "Han Guanyi". However, he still trusted Tian Feng, so when he heard Zhen Jiang say this, he suppressed his doubts.

As he spoke, he could already see through the open palace gate the boy who was reading silently under the shade pavilion under the eaves of the palace, and the boy who looked like Yan Dong when he was a child was his eldest son, Yan Huan.

The voice of the palace maid warrior next to the palace gate seemed to be noisy to Yan Huan, and the eldest son of Zhao Guoyan looked over with a delicate little eyebrow, but saw Zhen Jiang, Zhen Dao and others walking around Yanbei, and hurriedly ran to bow down to the ground to say hello to them, this is that there is no Yanbei in this greeting.

Yan Huan couldn't recognize the father who often appeared in his ears but never appeared in front of him.

"Huan'er, your father won a battle in the south and returned, why don't you come to see him?"

The stunned eyes looked up at Shang Yanbei and squinted at him, greeted him in a panic, but listened to the father in front of him frowning and shaking his head slightly, succinctly expressing his dissatisfaction, and said, "Why is Huan'er so thin?" ”

Yan Huan did not get the education that an heir of the princes and kings should have, or the court education that the heirs of the princes and kings of the Liu family should have in the past. He was like a child who grew up in the wilderness, like Yanbei, only to be taught by some teachers and to match his status, but this was far from the exquisite and rigorous court education of the princes and kings of the Han dynasty in the past few hundred years, and he did not know how to answer such a question.

Fortunately, this was just a complaint from Yan Bei, he pulled Yan Huan to get up, pinched his little arm and pouted, "It's too thin." Huan'er, you have to be strong, without a strong body and intelligence, you can't lead the people and the country. ”

The intelligence that Yanbei refers to here is wisdom and strength.

"You just have to memorize what your father says next, and you will understand it later. You don't have to grit your teeth and swear by God, just remember that when we are weak, someone will come to our land and kill our people like pigs and dogs. Yan Bei smiled softly, half-squatted on the ground, lifted his son above his head, and slowly stood up, "You have to be strong, strengthen your physique, increase your intelligence, one day, tens of millions of people in the world want you to shelter, and you want you to protect the boundless land in the world...... Ah Miao, find some companions for Huan'er to read from the orphans in Yulin, so that he can learn to command. ”

"Pick out the smart and strong ones to be the heart, the witty and cautious ones to be the eyes and ears, and the brave and tenacious to be the minions, and let them grow up together."