Spring comes to the desperate place

Chapter 232 Arrival

The old butler looked at Gu Fengyun, who had a headache, and couldn't help wondering in his heart why, in the eyes of the Marquis, asking him to get married was like asking him to die. But he had already advised him, and as for whether Gu Fengyun would listen to him, that was not something he could control. After all, he was just a butler, not the Marquis's real elder.

Facts have proved that Gu Fengyun did listen to some of the talk, because he finally came to his senses. In the past, as he was in poor health, it was understandable that his brother married first. Now several years have passed, and it was speculated that he should have died several years ago, but he has lived for so many years now, and it is visibly that he is in much better health than before.

He has recovered from his illness and doesn't want to get married, but his younger brother got married before him. What if those people spread rumors that he is in poor health?

No! A real man can't say no!

Gu Fengyun made up his mind that he would go look for some boys and girls of the right age tomorrow and choose one for himself. Otherwise, when his younger brother gets married and his eldest sister-in-law is not present, wouldn't his younger brother be very embarrassed?

Gu Fengyue didn't know at this moment that his elder brother had decided to find him a sister-in-law in order to prevent him from being looked down upon at his own wedding.

At this moment they were hurrying and would reach Shili Pavilion outside the capital in a few days. Gu Fengyue asked Song Chunlin if he wanted to go to Shili Pavilion with him.

"The army has won a victory and is returning to the capital. It is reasonable to send officials to welcome them at Shili Pavilion. Chunlin, you have also contributed to this war, so you should enjoy this with us."

Song Chunlin asked cautiously, "Is it complicated?"

According to his limited historical knowledge, such a grand occasion would usually be accompanied by all kinds of complicated etiquette. Song Chunlin was just a fake ancient man, and he couldn't remember all those red tape. Moreover, if he accepted the welcome from the officials at Shili Pavilion, he would not be able to escape and would have to go into the palace with them. The etiquette of the palace was much more than that of the outside world. He was afraid that he would embarrass Gu Fengyue at that time, so he was a little conflicted.

Gu Fengyue knew what he was worried about. He calmly patted Song Chunlin's head and said, "Don't be afraid. We are military officers. Military officers don't have as many rules as civil officers. You just need to stay with me when the time comes. Besides, your reputation as a sharpshooter at the border has long been heard by the emperor. Even if you don't go, the emperor will definitely summon you to the palace later. It doesn't matter whether you go early or late. Isn't it better to solve the problem as soon as possible?"

Song Chunlin thought about it for a whole night and was finally persuaded by Gu Fengyue. He agreed to go to Shili Pavilion with Gu's army to be welcomed by the officials.

When he thought about meeting so many officials, Song Chunlin couldn't help feeling nervous and didn't sleep well for several days.

The night before arriving at Shili Pavilion, Gu Fengyue finally couldn't help but trap the irritable person in his arms, and said in a compromising tone: "If you don't want to go, I will send someone to take you home, there is no need to make it so difficult."

Song Chunlin felt relieved when he was hugged by him. He shook his head in Gu Fengyue's arms.

"No, I'm not embarrassed, I'm just a little scared..."

Gu Fengyue's arms tightened when he heard this: "Don't be afraid, our Chunlin is very capable, we don't need to be afraid of those old guys."

Hearing him call those civil servants "old men", Song Chunlin chuckled: "The emperor won't really send a group of old men, with old arms and legs, to come so far to greet us. They must be exhausted, right?"

Gu Fengyue said seriously: "The Ministry of Rites is full of old men. Because they are old, they are very old-fashioned. Everything is very rigid. Even the emperor can't do anything to them."

Song Chunlin laughed so hard that he couldn't stop. After he finished laughing, he wiped his tears and asked Gu Fengyue in a low voice: "They are so old-fashioned, will they burn me like a monster?"

So that's what you're worried about? Gu Fengyue didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"You are the great hero of this battle. The emperor said that you should be rewarded well. As for the Tatars, not many people know about it. The emperor is not clear about the inside story, but he is not a fool. He will not really announce these things to the public. After all, it is not very glorious."

Song Chunlin was silent. He thought about it carefully. It seemed that it was indeed not very glorious. Think about it, if the Tatars knew that it was the Han people who killed their king and killed so many Tatar nobles, well, they might put aside the fight for the throne and directly come to declare war on Dajing. As long as the emperor is not stupid, he will not really bring this matter to light.

As for the fire in the Turkic arsenal, haha, they didn't even enter the royal city at that time. Even if people suspected it, they couldn't find evidence. After all, they couldn't set fire from a distance, right?

Thinking of this, Song Chunlin calmed down again. He struggled out of Gu Fengyue's arms and discussed with Gu Fengyue with anticipation what reward the emperor would give him.

"Last time he conferred the title of county earl on my uncles. What about me? Do I have a title? And land? Hehe, although my family has a lot of land, who would complain about having too much good stuff..."

Song Chunlin was talking over there, and Gu Fengyue couldn't help laughing when she saw how energetic he was.

Because they were going to meet officials from the Ministry of Rites the next day, they all went to bed very early today and got up before dawn the next day. After a simple wash and tidying up of their appearance, they broke camp and headed for Shili Pavilion.

The Song family received the news early that day and got up in the early morning to prepare. Song Amao and her two daughters-in-law prepared some simple dry food to take with them on the road. Song Dazhuang and Song Dahao harnessed the carriage, and the whole family, along with Lu Ming and Fu Nian, set out in the dark for Shili Pavilion.

There is a small path from Changping to Shiliting. They stumbled along the way and finally arrived at dawn. However, there were soldiers guarding the area. Song Dazhuang and his friends arrived early, so they occupied a relatively front position. When the soldiers heard that they were there to pick up the children, they were also very kind to their family.

"Did your children also go to the border to fight the barbarians?"

"Yes, yes. I couldn't stop him. He had to go. Because of that brat, his mother and I were worried all day. Now, he's finally back."

"Hey, don't tell me, His Majesty said that he would reward the soldiers who came back this time. You are so lucky, brother. Maybe you can get a promotion."

Song Dazhuang was flattered and blushed, but he still said modestly: "No, no, those who are promoted are generals, and we only have a soldier. It is a blessing for him to return safely."

The other party smiled and stopped talking, guarding this side diligently and not letting the people cross the border.

Because they had announced their return to Beijing in advance, many people from the surrounding area came to watch. However, more people were like Song Dazhuang and his family, waiting to take their children home. While the Song family was waiting here, they had already heard many people saying that they were here to pick up so-and-so. Looking around, there were quite a few such families.

The waiting time was quite long. Song Qinshi and Chen Yuer stayed in the carriage with the children. When the little girl woke up and found that she was not at home, she did not cry or make a fuss, but just looked around with wide eyes.

Song Qin looked at Chen Yuer's pale face and handed her a cup of tea mixed with spiritual spring water. This was the last bucket of spiritual spring water in the house, but fortunately Song Chunlin was about to come back and could take over.

"You don't get carriage sickness in the past, why do you look so uncomfortable today?"

Chen Yuer took the tea and took a sip. The spiritual energy in the tea made her nausea feel a little less, so she took another sip. Only after she finished the whole cup of tea did she feel less dizzy and her chest was less stuffy.

Seeing Song Qinshi's concerned look, Chen Yuer lowered her head embarrassedly and gently stroked her belly with her hands. Song Qinshi, who had given birth to four children, had nothing to understand. She immediately congratulated Chen Yuer with a smile on her face.

"Oh, congratulations, sister-in-law. How many months have you been here? Does Dahe know? Do you want to eat some plums to slow down the process?"

Her rapid-fire questions warmed Chen Yuer's heart, and she smiled faintly and answered, "It's been three months, and the child's father knows about it. We just wanted to wait until it's three months before telling him, for fear that the child would be stingy."

Song Qin nodded repeatedly: "That's right, some children are very stingy and can't say a word. Oh, then today is really a good day. Chunlin is back, and you are pregnant again. Isn't this a double happiness?"

"What's double happiness?" Song Amno came back carrying Song Chunxiao and happened to hear Song Qinshi talking about double happiness. When she saw Song Qinshi's smiling face and the gentle and loving expression on Chen Yuer's face, she suddenly felt blessed.

"Yu'er, could it be that you are pregnant?"

Chen Yuer nodded with blushing cheeks. Amra Song was so happy that he almost dropped Song Chunxiao. After he recovered and put his grandson down, he couldn't wait to share the good news with Grandpa Song.

When Grandpa Song heard the news, his first reaction was to rush over and punch Song Dahe: "Your wife is pregnant, why did you bring her out? The road is not easy to walk on, what if the child is scared?"

Song Dahe chuckled: "Well, Yu'er said it's been three months, it's okay."

Grandma Song couldn't help but complain to her youngest son: "You just told me after three months. You guys kept it a secret. Fortunately, my grandson is strong. It was a bumpy journey, and Yu'er suffered a lot."

Song Dazhuang also punched Song Dahe hard: "Good boy, good job!"

The whole family was very happy. Song Dahao was almost 30 years old when he got married, and in less than a year his wife successfully became pregnant. This made the Song family, who had been worried about their health, feel that the hardship had finally paid off.

Song A-mo smiled and then lowered her head to wipe away her tears: "My Da-he, you finally made it. Whenever I think of the years you were away from home, my heart aches."

Song Daha thought about the years when he was in a daze and his elderly parents had been waiting for him to come home. Sometimes he didn't dare to think about it. If his parents hadn't begged the Marquis to look for him, he would probably have died of old age in that dark and cramped hunter's hut.

Lu Ming and Fu Nian had been standing by, looking at Song Daha with satisfaction. The young boy back then finally had the chance to be a parent, and both of them couldn't help feeling a little emotional.

As the family was sighing, there was a commotion in the direction of the capital. The officials from the Ministry of Rites had arrived. The carriage in the front belonged to the officials. Song Dazhuang and his friends didn't recognize any of them, so they could only step back and make room for the guards who were coming later.

The emperor attached great importance to the Gu family army that won the victory this time, so he sent a lot of people. The Song family's carriage retreated several times before all the people in the front could stand down.

Just now, the Song family stretched their necks and could still see the intersection. But now, they have been pushed to the back. Let alone the intersection, they were lucky enough to be able to see the officials in the front.

Several children all climbed onto the carriage. They could just barely see the road from where they stood. Song Chunsheng was embarrassed to stand on it, but he helped Zhou Ning get on. Zhou Ning felt a little embarrassed, but was reluctant to get off, so he had to continue standing there shamelessly. However, he was taller than the children and could see the intersection.

The family waited for another hour or so, and finally saw the team at the intersection. Zhou Ning excitedly pulled Song Chunsheng by the collar:

"Here they come, they're here!"

Song Chunsheng couldn't see anything even when he stood on tiptoe, but seeing Zhou Ning so excited, he knew it must have arrived. When the people around heard Zhou Ning say that, they also stretched their necks, but they were standing at the back and couldn't see anything at all.

Everyone waited for about an incense stick of time. Although no one saw it this time, they could all hear the sound of horse hooves.

The leading official from the Ministry of Rites was the first to go forward. Gu Fengyue slowed down the team from a distance. Song Chunlin also rode a horse alone, which was the horse that was snatched from the Tatars.

The leading official naturally knew Gu Fengyue, but everyone was a little confused when they saw Song Chunlin riding a horse side by side with Gu Fengyue. Some sharp-eyed people had already recognized that Song Chunlin was wearing a boy's costume.

"Then why is there a brother?"

"No way, you must have seen it wrong, how could there be brothers in the army?"

"You're not mistaken, it really is a guy, and he's wearing a skirt."

The officials from the Ministry of Rites listened to the discussions of the people behind them and exchanged glances with each other, but no one knew the origins of this young man.

After Gu Fengyue walked up to him, the old man in the lead stepped forward and spoke a long string of formal speeches in a very literary manner. Song Chunlin was about to doze off while listening to them, but Gu Fengyue did not interrupt him and waited until he finished his formal speeches. The other party motioned for Gu Fengyue to say a few words as well. Then, under his earnest gaze, Gu Fengyue simply said one sentence.

"Let's go back to the city. We are tired."

The officials of the Ministry of Rites were dumbfounded. Wasn't it true that all military officers were so vulgar? They had worked so hard to get up early to pick them up, and he just said these seven words?

Seven words! Just seven words, not one more. It was a waste for them to get up so early, but they didn't even say thank you. They are really rude.

Gu Fengyue didn't care what these old men thought. His only thought now was that after running around for so long, he still had to listen to all this nonsense when he got home. It would be better to let him go home early to have a rest.