Old Master Song smiled faintly and said, "Su Qing, that's it. Are you afraid that I will be bored, so you want to find something for me to do? She actually knows that I like quietness the most, so I didn't even attend your wedding."
Fang Zhicheng pointed to a pile of gifts in the corner and said quickly, "I brought wedding candy today, too."
Old Master Song nodded as if he was satisfied, turned and walked towards the study, and said lightly: "Come in with me." Fang Zhicheng winked at Ning Qiangwei, she nodded, and pulled the old lady to talk.
Mr. Song was calm and composed from beginning to end, but even in this calm atmosphere, he felt a lot of pressure. This pressure was not because Fang Zhicheng knew his experience, but because of his demeanor in every move, which was impressive.
Officialdom has always been about cultivating one's aura, and everyone's aura is different. If you study it carefully, the aura of Mr. Song is a bit similar to that of an imperial teacher. The so-called imperial teacher refers to the emperor's teacher. To be able to be respectfully called "teacher" by several heads of state is not only an honor, but also a testimony of one's identity.
After entering the study, Fang Zhicheng was shocked by the ancient books in the room. Old Master Song pointed to the seat next to the coffee table and said, "Sit down."
Mr. Song brewed the tea skillfully and soon handed a cup to Fang Zhicheng. Fang Zhicheng took a sip and found that the tea tasted very special, with an ancient flavor.
Mr. Song put down his teacup and smiled, "Do you know what Su Qing wanted you to do by coming to see me?"
Fang Zhicheng thought for a moment and said, "I'd like to learn a technique from you."
Mr. Song laughed and said, "Oh? What kind of magic is that?"
Fang Zhicheng said truthfully: "The mind of the emperor."
Mr. Song looked very happy. He tapped his skinny fingers on the table several times and said, "Why do you want to learn this technique? Do you want to be the emperor?"
Fang Zhicheng was silent for a moment, and with sincerity on his face, he said, "I want to control my own destiny."
Old Master Song took a sip of the golden tea, sighed, and said, "It seems that the words you told me were not taught to you by that little girl Su Qing. If it was her words, she would make you behave more righteously. I owe her a favor, so if she asked me to teach you, I would definitely teach you. However, I would be a little unwilling. The answer you just gave me surprised me. It can be seen that you have studied some things very deeply. Go on, tell me all your views on the emperor's mind."
Fang Zhicheng had read some history books. The emperor's mind was a subject that the emperor had to study in depth. However, from ancient times to the present, no one really knew what the emperor's mind was. And this subject had been passed down orally between emperors and their teachers from ancient times to the present.
Fang Zhicheng can only rely on his own ability to deal with this problem. "I think the mindset of an emperor can be divided into the following points: first, knowing how to use people; second, having a broad mind and a grand worldview; third, being familiar with conspiracy and conspiracy..."
After listening to Fang Zhicheng's words, Mr. Song shook his head, sighed, and said, "What you said seems to be right, but it's not right."
Fang Zhicheng smiled bitterly and said, "Please give me some advice, sir."
After a long while, Mr. Song said calmly, "The mindset of an emperor refers to the way an emperor acts. In modern times, it refers to the way a leader acts. The so-called mindset of an emperor in history books is actually out of date with the times. But there is one essence that is passed down from generation to generation, and that is questioning."
"Question?" Fang Zhicheng looked surprised.
Old Master Song nodded and said, "The mind of an emperor refers to the ability to question people's hearts. If you look at the stories of emperors throughout history and contemporary national leaders, you will find that they will constantly question people's hearts. Only by questioning people's hearts can they understand their hearts..."
Old Master Song held a teacup and recounted the emperors from ancient times to the present, telling story after story. Fang Zhicheng listened with great interest. It must be said that Old Master Song was very knowledgeable about history books. In his mouth, emperors became flesh and blood, no longer high and mighty figures, but existed vividly in the torrent of history.
However, his point of view still made Fang Zhicheng feel a little difficult to accept.
Because what he said was too simple and not mysterious at all.
After careful consideration, Fang Zhicheng realized that questioning people is not a simple science. In today's society, trust and questioning have become contradictions. It is difficult for you to trust others, but it is even more difficult to completely and constantly question others.
Because unconsciously, the world has become hypocritical, and everyone habitually puts on disguises. In ancient times, when ordinary people had not yet awakened to wisdom, it was difficult to control people's hearts; let alone in modern times, when education has become popular and everyone can read and write, it becomes difficult for you to see through everyone's heart.
Especially when you hold power, how to ensure that you stay sober at all times is a science.
Chapter 0859 Becoming a Great Good Person
There are all kinds of experts in society now, but none of them can be considered "masters". Listening to one word from a master is worth ten years of reading. Many complex truths are difficult for ordinary people to understand, but in front of a "master", he can explain the complex truths to you in just a few words.
Gradually, the tea talk in the study room turned into a question-and-answer session. Fang Zhicheng would raise any questions he had, and Mr. Song would explain the questions clearly in three sentences at most. This was the ability of the imperial teacher, to simplify the complex, to remove the false and retain the true, and every word contained the sedimentation of thought, which made people convinced.
Finally, Mr. Song stood up and said with a smile, "Did you understand everything I told you today?"
Fang Zhicheng smiled and bowed, ready to thank him, but in the end he shook his head and said, "Disciple, I still have doubts."
Mr. Song laughed three times and said, "It seems that today's lesson was not in vain. You have learned to question, which is the greatest skill I taught you today. You will definitely use it at any time in your future career. Questioning is the essence of the emperor's mentality, and it is also a skill that you can learn and use until you are old."
Suspicion does not mean narrow-mindedness, but a habit of thinking five steps ahead.
After leaving the study, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon. Fang Zhicheng and Mr. Song had been chatting for almost two hours in the study. Mr. Song and his wife sent Fang Zhicheng and Ning Qiangwei downstairs. The old lady looked at Mr. Song's calm face and smiled, "It's rare to see you chatting with a young person for so long."
Mr. Song touched his chin subconsciously and smiled faintly, "There are not many young people like this. This is the best of times, but also the worst of times. There are thousands of good men in China, but only a handful of them are truly ambitious. Why is it that one generation is not as good as the next? It's because peace has smoothed the edges of many young people and turned their dreams into ashes. It's rare to see a grain of gold in the great waves, so how can we not be happy?"
The old lady shook her head and smiled bitterly, "You're crazy again. Over the years, I've rarely seen you crazy. But it's good for you to be like this. It's better than staring at the birdcage every day. I'm afraid you'll get Alzheimer's disease."
Mr. Song waved his hands in an unhappy tone and said, "I was in a daze, thinking about something. How could I, such a smart person, have Alzheimer's disease?"
The old lady smiled, revealing her missing teeth, and sighed softly, "I originally thought that Su Qing was not lucky, but it seems that God has mercy on her. I didn't expect her son and daughter-in-law to be so outstanding."
Mr. Song could see that the old lady was feeling lost. She had been dependent on him for many years, and they had no children. He was her heaven, so she must have felt lonely most of the time, right
Mr. Song put his hand on the old lady's shoulder and said, "I'm sorry. If it weren't for me, you could have enjoyed the happiness of family life."
The old lady smiled bitterly and said, "My dear, let's stay together as we grow old. Your children don't understand your decision back then. I know it was for your own good. They are living a good life now, and there is no need for me to go over and disturb and burden them."
Mr. Song exhaled into the sky and said, "I don't have many years left to live. My heart is fake and my lungs are also sick. When I'm gone, you'll be free."
The old lady covered Mr. Song's mouth and sighed, "Don't do that. You have to live behind me. I am a woman and I will only take care of you in this life. If you leave, I will have no goals and will not live long. Even if I die, there will be someone to take care of you. If you live, you can take care of many people."
Mr. Song smiled slightly and said, "Our topic is too sad."