Daming: Dad, you are really not good at governing the country

On the training ground of Hongwu Military Academy, the sun was high in the sky, casting a scorching light.

Song Yanzhang stood tall and straight with sharp eyes, and was organizing the students to carry out task assignments in an orderly manner.

He cleverly arranged tasks according to everyone's strengths, fully demonstrating his outstanding organizational skills.

Those students who were originally regarded as the "tail end" and were not optimistic about the future, became full of energy and determination in their eyes under the encouragement and leadership of Song Yanzhang.

However, the training was not all smooth sailing.

There are always a few students who have tripped you up in the past and are still unwilling to give up, secretly doing small things.

From time to time, they deliberately delay progress or make mistakes when collaborating in an attempt to destroy the hard-earned harmonious collaborative atmosphere of the team.

But Song Yanzhang seemed to know nothing, and still led everyone calmly, moving towards the goal step by step.

Finally, with his unremitting efforts, this small team efficiently completed the task assigned by the military academy.

After completing the task, Song Yanzhang breathed slightly.

He raised his hand to wipe the fine beads of sweat from his forehead, and a confident and calm smile appeared on his face.

Song Yanzhang straightened his clothes and took the initiative to walk towards the students who had caused him trouble.

Walking up to them, he said with a sincere and gentle look, “Brothers, this mission was successfully completed thanks to everyone’s concerted efforts.

I want to share our experience with you so that we can improve together and do better next time!"

"Hmph, stop being so hypocritical!"

One of the tall students snorted coldly and said sarcastically, "You are just lucky.

If you really have the talent, don't just talk about it, show us something real!"

Several other students also laughed, their eyes full of disdain and contempt.

Song Yanzhang's face was calm, and he responded with a smile: "Luck is also a part of strength, but if you have any questions, we can discuss them."

Just then, another burly student jumped out.

With a malicious and provocative look in his eyes, he said loudly: "Then tell me, if you encounter an emergency during the next mission, how do you plan to deal with it?

Don't let us follow you around and make a wasted trip!"

Song Yanzhang was not in a hurry. He just narrowed his eyes slightly and analyzed the possible emergencies that might arise during the mission, such as enemy raids, terrain changes, shortages of supplies, etc., as well as the corresponding response strategies.

During the speech, Song Yanzhang spoke clearly and logically, which caused many people around him to nod their heads secretly.

But these students still didn't buy it. The tall student even crossed his arms and sneered, "That's easier said than done. If you have the guts, come and compete with us in some military skills and see if you're really capable!"

Song Yanzhang gladly accepted it, and in the competition he won the victory with his solid foundation and excellent adaptability.

Now the students felt ashamed of themselves, their faces turned red and they were unable to utter a word.

Others also had a deeper understanding of Song Yanzhang's magnanimity and ability.

Later, in a heated debate with his teachers, Song Yanzhang quoted from classics and spoke sharply.

He not only analyzed the views of those teachers one by one, but also pointed out their shortcomings.

He also put forward his own unique insights, which made everyone's eyes light up.

Song Yanzhang's talent and wisdom were fully demonstrated in this debate, and he was therefore noticed by Zhu Biao.

At this moment, Song Yanzhang knew very well that he had been recommended this time and would have to shoulder great responsibilities and missions.

He stood on the playground of Hongwu Military Academy, looking at the blue sky in the distance.

Song Yanzhang swore secretly in his heart: I will show my skills and prove my worth in that smoke-filled battlefield, and I will never let down His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's kindness.

Song Yanzhang, who had received the imperial edict, said respectfully to Li Heng, the eunuch who came to deliver the edict, "Eunuch, I plan to go to the Eastern Palace to express my gratitude before leaving for Yunnan.

I wonder when His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is available, and I hope you can give me some advice."

Li Heng narrowed his eyes slightly, with a perfect smile on his face. That smile was a bit worldly and smooth, making it hard to figure out what he was thinking.

"Master Song is really thoughtful!"

Li Heng's voice was shrill but steady.

“It’s just that according to the instructions of the Crown Prince, before setting off for Yunnan, Lord Song needs to accompany His Royal Highness the Prince of Jin to Datong Prefecture to handle some official business.

As for the matter of expressing gratitude, when His Royal Highness the Prince of Jin returns to Shanxi, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince will lead all the civil and military officials to see him off in person.

At that time, Lord Song only needs to express his attitude, and that will be enough."

After saying this, he gently shook the whisk in his hand, and a barely perceptible scrutiny flashed in his eyes.

Song Yanzhang suddenly understood what was going on when he heard this, and he secretly pondered the prince's deeper meaning.

He quickly took off the jade pendant from his waist, handed it to Li Heng with both hands, and said respectfully: "Eunuch, I was born in a poor family and now I have nothing.

This jade pendant is a relic left by my father before his death. Although it is not worth much money, it means a lot to me.

If you don't mind, please accept this gift. It is also a token of my gratitude to you."

Li Heng stretched out his white and slender fingers and gently took the jade pendant.

He placed the jade pendant in front of his eyes and examined it carefully, with a playful look on his face.

“This waist pendant looks quite old. Although the material is ordinary, the workmanship is exquisite.

I think it is Mr. Song’s treasure, so I’d better keep it for myself.”

Song Yanzhang raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and handed the jade pendant back with a smile.

However, his eyes revealed a hint of admiration for Song Yanzhang, as if he was affirming his character.

When Song Yanzhang learned that he would accompany Prince Jin to Datong Prefecture to handle official business, Zheng Yuchun was also traveling with him.

This person has always been stubborn and self-righteous, always scoffing at some of Song Yanzhang's ideas.

Even in a meeting, Zheng Yuchun directly refuted Song Yanzhang in front of everyone.

The harsh words made Song Yanzhang lose face for a moment.

However, Song Yanzhang did not choose to confront him. Instead, during a break, he took the initiative to find Zheng Yuchun to communicate.

"General Zheng, I have always admired your military talent.

I have some free time today, and I would like to ask you for some advice."

Zheng Yuchun ignored him, snorted coldly, and turned away.

Song Yanzhang was not discouraged. He asked around and learned that Zheng Yuchun had made great contributions in a battle, so he decided to start from this battle.

He first found a good friend of Zheng Yuchun, and through persuasion he learned more details about the battle from this person.

By chance, Song Yanzhang found Zheng Yuchun again and said sincerely, "General, I heard that you were extremely brave in that battle.

That decision made at the critical moment was simply a stroke of genius!

I have always wanted to ask you, how did you judge the situation at that time?

I have thought about it over and over again, but I still can't figure it out. I hope the general can give me some advice."

Zheng Yuchun then stopped, glanced at him and said, "Humph, you are just a weak scholar, what do you know!

But since you are so sincere, I will tell you about it."

As he spoke, Zheng Yuchun began to tell the story of the battle.

(End of this chapter)