Military orders are like mountains and laws.

The short seven words fell on Song Lingzhao's young heart like a heavy hammer, so that whenever he felt soft-hearted because of love, he would think of the words Song Ci said, and his heart became as hard as steel, and truly selfless as convincing.

Seeing Song Lingzhao's admiration and excitement, Song Ci smiled: "What, did you think you just arrived by your grandmother?"

Song Lingzhao deeply admired: "Grandmother is a wise man, and grandson admired him."

"Grandma, you don't need to be convinced. You just need to keep it in mind, be strict with yourself, and abide by etiquette and law. As long as you act correctly, you can be a good leader and set a good example, otherwise how can you set an example?"

Song Ci smiled and said, "Why did grandmother say that military orders are like mountains? It is because a good general, as long as he does this to the extreme, he will bring out a strong lion army as strong as a beast, and be invincible on the battlefield."

Song Lingzhao was in agitation and said, "Does my grandmother still know about the military affairs?"

"I don't know, but seeing the big ones from the small is very clear. Many principles are consistent. For example, if you are a general and your subordinates lead soldiers, but someone has a very good relationship with you, but the other party ignores your orders because of a small matter. You want to deal with military law, but you spare him because the other party pleads for mercy. Then, if the other soldiers know, what will they think? They still follow the same thing, you will let it go anyway."

Song Lingzhao was shocked.

"Zhao'er, it's right to be lenient with others, but in military orders, you can only be an excellent general if you do not let the law be merciless. Only by killing the first time will you not be embarrassed by the second and third times. Only when the soldiers know clearly where your bottom line is, abide by and respect, and obey the military orders unconditionally, can you lead a good army."

"It is not that easy to be a good general. He shoulders a great responsibility because behind him is his own soldiers, the people of Daqing, and his family. He is not able to be a good general with brute force and brute skills."

Song Lingzhao said: "Aunt Four said the same thing. She said it is actually not difficult to be a general. Just save enough military merits, but it is difficult to be a good general."

Song Ci said: "I have a little story here. Do you want to listen to the details that determine success or failure?"

"Grandma, please say."

Song Ci told the story of a very famous nail that ruined a country.

Song Lingzhao was sweating coldly and stunned: "Grandma, is it really true?"

"Who knows, maybe in another time and space, something like this is happening, so details are the basis for success. You must be good at observing and applying it, oh, commonly known as multi-point curves. This, you have to learn from Jie'er."

Song Lingzhao thought to himself that my brother's blackness was already deeply rooted in people's hearts.

Song Lingjie: I'm black, I'm so proud!

When the carriage returned to the prime minister's mansion, Song Lingzhao was still recalling Song Ci's words, and he carefully sliced ​​them, and he felt that it made sense.

Seeing that he was like this, Song Ci didn't bother him, but helped Madam Gong get off the carriage and headed towards Chunhui Hall.

"Madam Gong, do you think I am very grandmother-like today?" Oh, she was shocked by herself and felt that she could become a psychologist.

Madam Gong: "It's really rare, you've actually been serious."

Song Ci: "..."

You will soon lose mine!
Chapter completed!