After the celebration banquet that night, this was the first time that Rostislav was so close to his grandfather, and he was also surprised by how old his grandfather was when he saw it up close.
His grandfather was lying on a recliner with a blanket on his knees and wearing a gray robe. In his impression, although his grandfather was old, he was also full of energy, but now Yaroslav's face was full of fatigue, and he once exuded
The red sun of Ross, which shines with infinite light and heat, is now as weak as an ordinary old man. Only the cunning flash in his eyes from time to time shows that he is extraordinary.
The decoration of the Grand Duke's room was much simpler than Rostislav expected. There were no gold and silver ornaments of exaggerated quantity and quality, and there were no servants waiting at any time. Instead, there were many handwritten books. From the looks of it, they were definitely not decorations, but
It was often read by my grandfather.
Yaroslav likes to read and immerse himself in the world of Christ, but now he likes to sit under the sun and quietly recall the past times, think of the characters he struggled with when he was young, think of his achievements and sins, and call Nagel from time to time.
The poet sang poems from the past, which made him shed tears of emotion.
"I feel very good about this book. You have said a lot of good things for me. I can't tell that you are so good at playing word games. I am afraid that the few scholars from the imperial capital are not as good at playing with words as you are. I appreciate this.
Got it."
Yaroslav held up the book written by Prince Rus. Rostislav noticed that next to his "Biography of Yaroslav" was a "Six Days Talk", which recorded Christian expositions and was full of comments made by his grandfather.
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This is a work by a Bulgarian author. Back then, Bishop Luca forced himself to read this thing. Rostislav felt tortured when he read it. He had no interest in these Christian theories at all, but looking at his grandfather, this book seemed to him.
Enjoyed reading.
Prince Rus was not surprised. Yaroslav was known as a wise man, and his research on Christian philosophy could only be matched by a few people. Even the scholars in the imperial capital may not be able to compare with Yaroslav in knowledge.
The Grand Duke's words made Prince Rus very happy, because it was his grandfather's recognition of him, and this was the result he wanted. However, Yaroslav's next words made the situation take a turn for the worse.
"However, there is no need to play word games like this. Let's go back and change it. I don't need to be secretive about this matter. Just leave the reputation of not being good at fighting. My fighting career is indeed very unsightly. You
The boy took the book back, revised it, and then asked the monks to copy it. This book is worthy of being passed down to future generations."
"ah?"
Rostislav couldn't help but wonder, why is it still like this? Doesn't his grandfather want to leave his name in the world as a perfect man?
"I have fought so many battles in my life. After my death, people will soon forget these small conflicts. People will not remember the worldly battles, but my contribution to God will live on forever, and my wisdom will be with me.
As it spreads, sacred Sophia will witness all this greatness."
Yaroslav's words were full of melancholy. He no longer cared much about worldly glory and reputation, and writing about those wars would not have much impact on his glory.
"yes."
Grandfather said so, and Rostislav could only nod in agreement.
"Speaking of which, you are so good at playing with words. Let me give you my private collection of books, including my annotations. You can take a look at them. Reading and writing are good habits, but you must keep them up.
, this is the only way for us to move towards true glory.”
There was a kind smile on the grandfather's face, and his words were full of expectations for his children and grandchildren. He was a man who was proficient in writing and well-read the scriptures. Naturally, he hoped that his children and grandchildren would develop in this direction. Only words and books can carry the legacy with them.
The Rick family goes to civilization.
Prince Rus also very much agrees with this. In his opinion, even if he can lead Kievan Rus in the future, he is just a person whose reputation is spread in one place. But if he can create achievements in writing, he may be able to do so in later generations.
Become a world-class figure.
Rostislav thought this way, and his face showed an uncontrollable sense of satisfaction. As a visitor from later generations, he was full of confidence in this aspect.
As Yaroslav looked at his grandson, he couldn't help but think of his youthful days, when he raised an army to fight against his father, when he suffered a defeat, how he counterattacked, when he was forced to share the Ross with his brothers... one thing after another.
It flashed through Yaroslav's mind like a revolving lantern, reminding him that he was once so young and had unlimited possibilities and a future like his grandson.
"Thank you very much, Grandpa."
After returning to the real world from his beautiful imagination, Rostislav immediately thanked his grandfather. He wanted to use the honorific title at first, but in the end he chose the more affectionate title. This made Yaroslav's eyes even more kind. He had no intention of using it.
Those positions of power and glory, at this moment, he heard those affectionate names more like.
But the things that came to his mind made his eyes dim again. Thinking of Ji Ka's reports, there were some things... They were all outstanding descendants, but... But fortunately, he was about to leave, so he didn't need to see the bloodline.
The step of killing each other was a kind of escape, but now he could only escape.
Yaroslav saw this as God's final mercy to him, which made him unable to see the struggles and tragedies... like those that happened between him and his brothers.
Moreover, there are changes in the Principality of Polotsk. During this time, the wise men have also found out where those heretics came from. Polotsk's actions this time are really disgusting, but now the problem is obviously that he cannot
The solution can only be left to future generations...
But there is still sadness in his heart. The Polotsk Principality is ruled by the descendants of his brothers. Although he does not like them, he still regards them as family members. Now that he is gone, Kiev and Minsk will completely change.
Let’s become unrelated strangers…
"Okay, okay, okay, let's go like this."
Covering up those sorrows, Yaroslav handed the biography written by his grandson to the author, and the moment Rostislav took the book, he spit out this sentence:
"Be careful about your second uncle in the future, let's go."
When Rostislav heard this, he was stunned for a moment, then nodded slightly, bowed to the Grand Duke, and walked out of the room.
"well."
Yaroslav sighed with emotion. His feelings for each of his children and grandchildren were the same. For this reason, he asked Dika to destroy those reports. What he said to Rostislav now was his greatest partiality.
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Moreover, Yaroslav couldn't help but feel sad when he thought that this child would go to the difficult land behind the forest in the future. The land behind the forest was far away from the storm whirlpool, but it was too desolate, but this was the best he could do.
choose.
"Where is the poet? Let him come in again, and I will listen to that poem again."
Yaroslav called out to the poet. This Gael from Scotland had a good voice. Although sometimes it was a bit out of tune, he was always extremely serious when facing the Grand Duke. When he sang poems, he could make people laugh.
Yaroslav feels at ease.
"As you command, Grand Duke."
The captain of the soldiers, Jika, responded immediately. After a while, melodious singing sounded again in the Vladimir Palace, and the owner of the palace was also immersed in the rich emotions.