Longyuan sat beside Elder Meng, using his little hence to pull open his eyelids while yelling, Wake up, sir! Teach me already so that I could leave soon, you hear me?"
The old man frowned and sat up, rubbing his temples to calm his mood… before laying down again.
Without so much as a look at Longyuan, he grumbled feebly with his ancient voice, "Your Highness, I'll teach you the Analects first—repeat after me and memorize it, alright?"
"Are you going to teach me the Four Books and Five Classics, sir?" Longyuan asked, blinked his large eyes.
Elder Meng nodded in reply. "Of course. What else would I teach you?"
"But I could recite all of it," Longyuan said honestly.
Startled, the old man sat up again and looked at Longyuan with twinkling eyes.
"Really?" He asked.
"Yes, I'll recite it now—"
Longyuan began to recite the text, but the old man suddenly snapped, "Stop."
