Song Ruqi left the yard and went to the small study to bid farewell to Song Zhiyuan. But when she faced her own father, she was not as comfortable as she faced her grandmother and mother, but was respectful and careful.

Song Zhiyuan said: "Since you have gone to your grandmother and your mother, I believe they have already explained a lot to you, so I will just make a few different things for my father."

Song Ruqi immediately said respectfully: "Please give me advice from my father."

"The rivers in the south of the Yangtze River are deep, and the relationships and marriages of each family are complicated. When interacting with others, you should not be completely intimate. Always retain three points of trust to avoid being plotted against others. Especially when it comes to matters involving the court, you should be more cautious and not impulsive, because the back house and the previous dynasty are closely related. You have to break up the words of the other party and think carefully about it."

"You go to Jiangnan to be a fourth-rank imperial edict, which is considered to be a divorce from the Duke's Mansion and take charge of your own family. There, you are the mistress of your small family, and the decision is entirely up to you. As the mistress, you must be strict in the rules. If you ignore them, you must kill the chicken to warn the monkey to show your effectiveness. Because if you let go of the first head, you will have a second and third time after that."

Song Zhiyuan held the beads in his hand and continued, "Although you are young, you are also a father, I hope you will remember that you will not be surprised when encountering things and will not be confused when dealing with things. If you deal with your opponent or the main affairs, you must be decisive and do not be indecisive. You must know that indecisiveness is the source of failure, and you will be in trouble if you are constantly punished."

Song Ruqi was shocked and bowed to her fortunately: "Daughter keeps her father's teachings in mind."

Song Zhiyuan raised his hand and said, "Get up, what you said today is, you must keep it in mind. After all, you are also a mother. Parents can protect you well, but they cannot live for you. Everyone's path depends on their own. Whether it is to make it smooth or full of thorns, it is all the cause and effect you do."

Song Ruqi nodded with tears in her eyes.

Song Zhiyuan picked up a scroll from the desk beside him and handed it over: "You must travel far away, and you have nothing to give to you as your father. I wish you could recognize the meaning, know the reason, and be cautious in being a human being.

Song Ruqi knelt down and took it with both hands. The scroll with her arms was as heavy as a thousand pounds. That was the high hope of being a father.

She placed the scroll in front of her knees, put her hands on the ground, and kowtowed to him three times respectfully.

"My daughter bid farewell to her father, wishing her good health and everything goes well."

Song Zhiyuan smiled slightly, but couldn't help it. He stretched out his hand and scanned her head: "Go." Gu Xi

Song Ruqi's tears rolled down, she picked up the scroll and stood up, and gave a blessing again.

Song Zhiyuan smiled with his hands behind his back. When she was about to walk out of the door, he spoke again and said, "Qi'er, remember, you are my Song Zhiyuan's daughter, and the Song family is your backing."

Song Ruqi turned around, looked at him, and nodded with a smile.

Song Zhiyuan waved his hand and sighed when his daughter left the study.

"Prince, do you want to prepare a carriage and horse to the Duke Dingguo Mansion?" The servant Fuquan appeared at the door of the small study room and asked respectfully.

"Well, take the best Wuyi Mountain Dahong Pao that was awarded by the former son emperor."

"yes."

Song Ruqi left the prime minister's mansion and sat in the carriage. She finally stopped her tears and slowly opened the scroll she had been holding.

It was Song Zhiyuan's calligraphy, written on the best rice paper, covered with his seal, and there were two lines of words written on it.

Without taking a single step, you can't reach a thousand miles;

Without accumulating small streams, there is no way to form a river or sea.
Chapter completed!