Song Zhiyu and Niu Paner left the study room. Then Song Zhiyuan looked at Song Lingjie and said, "What do you want to say?"

Song Lingjie said: "Uncle, according to what you said, if the emperor wants to keep the sanctions, then Brother Shen will never be able to leave the capital?"

"Where is a proton that can be a proton for life? If you want to return to your fiefdom, you must plan and find solutions. The right time, place and harmony are indispensable." Song Zhiyuan taught in succession: "It is like this to do anything. You must plan and make a decision. In this way, you can achieve twice the result with half the effort. If you can take one step and see ten steps, it would be even better."

Song Lingjie's eyes rolled and said, "But my nephew also heard from my grandmother that the plan could not keep up with the changes."

Song Zhiyuan choked and said without changing his face: "There are also words. It depends on how hard you are in dealing with things, whether you are surprised or not in any trouble when you encounter things, and be patient with impatience. You must remember these words. When a person is anxious, he is prone to making mistakes and making quick mistakes. The more calm he is, the less likely he is to make mistakes."

Song Lingjie bowed and said, "My nephew is taught."

Song Zhiyuan's voice lowered again and said, "Your Fourth Aunt's affairs actually have nothing to do with you. I asked you to come here today, just to let you hear the problems you may encounter when tutoring the monarch in the future, similar to this."

Song Lingjie's eyes flashed.

"You have to remember that the emperor is suspicious, no matter how blind the king and his subjects are, the king and his subjects are the king and his subjects. Even the enlightened monarch will become suspicious if he sits in one position for a long time." Song Zhiyuan's voice was a bit distant, as light as a little ethereal: "For ministers, family interests are also ranked first."

Song Lingjie was surprised: "Uncle?"

"Me too!" Song Zhiyuan smiled helplessly: "I know Yu Wei Shi, and there is nothing closer to us than us. People in the world know that the emperor trusts the most is Song Yunzhi."

"But even so, sometimes we can't help but plot and test each other. I've done everything and tried my best to fight wits and courage in this world for the development and inheritance of the family. Jie'er, you are the same. If you serve the wise king in the future, you must remember that there must be a proper measure between the king and the minister, and always keep a proper distance."

Song Lingjie looked stern, his heart was extremely shocked, and he nodded heavily: "My nephew has written it down."

Song Zhiyuan looked at him with a straight face and said, "I am the pioneer who lays the foundation. What can the Song family plant in the future and whether it will be prosperous or prosperous, it depends on your brothers, or even the next generation."

Song Lingjie was embarrassed: "We are just young boys, but I want my uncle to always give me some advice."

"It's fifteenth after a year. When your elder brother makes a marriage, he will also make a marriage for you."

Song Lingjie's handsome face was a little hot, and he muttered: "My nephew is not in a hurry, he is still young."

Song Zhiyuan ignored it and gave him a few more tips on his homework before he let him go back.

Song Lingjie walked out of the small study and looked up at the sky. He felt his heart surging. His uncle taught so carefully and had the intention of delivering it. He could not let his expectations down. After all, it was his blessing to have such an unyielding uncle.

"Young master, where are you going now? Should I turn out the practice clothes and modify them? I'm just looking at your body size," Tian Yong asked.

Song Lingjie's face turned green, his good mood disappeared, and he said in a faint voice: "You don't have to care so much."

At this moment, he missed the brother who was struggling and struggling again. If he were there, he would be eager to get help from Aunt Fourth, right?

Song Lingzhao, who was digging snow in the northwest, sneezed twice, rubbed his ears that were red from cold, pressed his chest, and murmured: "Ajie has missed me again?"
Chapter completed!