Spring comes to the desperate place

Chapter 389 Meeting

As the saying goes, a dog will always eat shit. Song Chunlin didn't think that after they helped, the barbarians would be grateful to Dajing. It would be good enough if they didn't turn around and bite him back.

"No, this is too easy for them. These people are not trustworthy. What will the emperor say?"

When Gu Fengyue thought of what the emperor said, he felt a severe headache.

"He said that we should think of a way to control the lifeline of these grassland tribes, or simply send troops there to incorporate them into the territory of Dajing."

"Oh wow, the emperor's idea is really bold. What about the soldiers? Where will they be transferred from?"

Gu Fengyue stopped talking and just kept staring at Song Chunlin.

Song Chunlin felt that something was wrong with his eyes. He squinted his eyes and thought for a while, then slowly stretched out a finger and pointed at himself: "Me?"

"Well, the emperor said, let me ask you if you have any good ideas..."

Song Chunlin's face suddenly turned as dark as the bottom of a pot. He didn't understand at all how the emperor came to the conclusion that he had a solution. If he could come up with a good solution, why didn't he become the emperor himself?

Gu Fengyue quickly covered Song Chunlin's mouth, luckily he almost said those treasonous words.

"Ancestor, please keep your voice down. Can you just say that casually?"

Song Chunlin didn't care at all. He had already used his mental power to create a barrier around the room so that nothing could get out.

But Gu Fengyue didn't know, he couldn't see Song Chunlin's mental power.

The couple discussed in the house until most of the night. Finally, Gu Fengyue couldn't bear it anymore and went to sleep first. Song Chunlin was left alone and ran into the space, planning to play a movie inside to cleanse his brain.

As for those tribal matters... forget it, just take things as they come. Anyway, this problem can't be solved in a short time, so it's better to watch a movie and relax.

Early the next morning, Song Chunlin and Gu Fengyue set off early after breakfast. They planned to go to the military camp to take a look. Everything was fine after not going there for several days. They had a quick lunch in the military camp cafeteria. It would be unreasonable not to go back to the capital now.

After a long and arduous journey, they finally returned to the Marquis' Mansion at sunset. Su Fuqing had sent the mansion's steward out to buy groceries early in the morning and was waiting for the two of them to come home for dinner.

"Hey, you're finally back. What took you so long?"

"Sister-in-law, we went to the military camp."

Su Fuqing scolded, "Why are you just married going to the military camp? There are only single men over there. What's there to see? Sit down quickly. Let's prepare for dinner."

Gu Fengyue looked around and didn't see Gu Fengyun, so Su Fuqing explained for him: "He is still in the Ministry of Justice and hasn't come back yet. He sent me a message in advance saying that he probably won't be back until late tonight. Let's ignore him. I've sent someone to deliver your brother's share to the government office, so he won't starve."

Gu Fengyun, who was busy working in the Ministry of Justice, sneezed several times in succession and his colleagues made fun of him.

"You really are a married man. Look, when you go back later, your family will miss you all the time. Hahaha."

Gu Fengyun just smiled and didn't intend to respond. Instead, he took the food box beside him, opened it and prepared to eat.

As colleagues, they all have families, but Gu Fengyun is the only one who has his family members delivering meals to him. His behavior makes everyone else not want to pay attention to him.

Gu Fengyun was happy and relaxed, enjoying the loving dinner prepared by her husband.

It was not until the next morning that Gu Fengyue and Song Chunlin saw Gu Fengyun, who looked exhausted.

"Brother, didn't you get any rest last night?"

"I slept for two hours."

Gu Fengyue frowned, and faced Gu Fengyun who was working hard, with a look of disapproval on her face: "Brother, business is important, but health is equally important."

Su Fuqing also echoed: "See, Lian Fengyue said so, you should not work so hard, taking care of your health is the most important thing."

Gu Fengyue and Su Fuqing have a lot in common on this point, because they both have a frail and sickly brother. The difference is that Su Fuqing's brother is gone, but Gu Fengyue's brother is still alive.

Gu Fengyun, who was once predicted not to live past the age of twenty, did not dare to retort when faced with the attacks from her husband and brother. She just ate her breakfast in silence, and then drank the spiritual spring water that Song Chunlin had smuggled to her.

After breakfast, Gu Fengyun grabbed the two children and dragged them into the carriage. Song Chunlin looked resistant.

"Brother, I don't need to go..."

Gu Fengyun glanced at him and said, "You can't escape. His Majesty has personally called your name. You'd better think carefully about how to answer his questions."

Song Chunlin really wanted to roll his eyes at this moment, but he didn't dare because he was motion sickness.

After finally making it to the palace gate, it was just dawn and Song Chunlin felt sleepy again. He didn't understand why the ancients had to hold meetings before dawn. Couldn't they just sleep more? Aren't they afraid that the ministers would die suddenly from lack of sleep?

It was not the first time that Song Chunlin entered the palace to attend a court meeting, but it was the first time that he followed Gu Fengyun into the palace from beginning to end. In his words, this experience was worse than being in prison. He had to get up at the crowing of the cock and queue up at the palace gate before dawn to get in. Once inside, the meeting would not start immediately. He had to go to a place Song Chunlin could not name, which was three rows of small rooms. He had to wait until everyone was present before the emperor would come over.

Although all civil and military officials had to attend court, officials below the fourth rank were not qualified to enter the Golden Palace and could only stay at the door. Officials of the fifth rank could only stand outside in the open air waiting to be summoned. They had to stay outside even if it was windy or rainy. It was really painful.

Since Song Chunlin did not have an official position, he could not enter the main hall, but his treatment was better. He could stay in the corridor without being exposed to wind and rain.

The emperor summoned him quite early today, so he didn't stay outside for long. He went in shortly after the court meeting began. After entering, he first saluted the emperor. The emperor did not ask him questions right away, but asked him to wait beside Gu Fengyue.

Song Chunlin wished that he would never ask him questions again, so he ran to stand beside Gu Fengyue.

Gu Fengyue was the Grand Marshal of the current dynasty and the head of the military officers in the Dajing Dynasty, so he stood at the very front. Even Gu Fengyun was only slightly forward. So Song Chunlin's standing like this gave those people a chance to look at him openly.

"This is the sharpshooter. He looks so small, but is he so strong?"

"Of course not. Are you new here? The skill he showed at the palace banquet will be remembered by me forever."

"Is this true? I really want to spar with him sometime."

"If you want to spar with me, you still have to ask Da Sima Tong if he agrees."

"Then I definitely cannot agree to that..."

Song Chunlin was speechless. These grown men were truly worthy of being called military generals. They could even let their minds wander and chat about gossip during a meeting. They were truly warriors.