Spring comes to the desperate place

Chapter 167 Asking for a Fight

The emperor couldn't help asking the eunuch beside him several times: "Is Gu Fengyue really not allowed?"

The chief eunuch was a little embarrassed: "Your Majesty, this is the sixth time you have asked me this question. I really don't dare to say it."

Emperor: "I'm just asking. Sigh, I want to ask Gu Fengyue directly, is it okay?"

This time the chief eunuch knelt down directly: "Oh my Lord, don't you know the temper of Marquis Gu? If you really push him too far, he might really beat you up."

"Nonsense, I am the king of a country, how many heads does he have to dare to hit me?"

The chief eunuch complained in his heart: Before you became emperor, you were often beaten by Marquis Gu, and you couldn't fight back because Marquis Gu was weak. The late emperor was afraid that you would beat him to death, and he wouldn't be able to explain to the old Marquis and his wife in the underworld.

In fact, the emperor himself felt guilty. He grew up with Gu Fengyun, so how could he not know what kind of person he was? As long as he didn't touch Gu Fengyun's bottom line, he would always be a gentleman. Even if they quarreled, he would keep his temper and would never use his mouth. However, as a brother-protecting demon, Gu Fengyun's biggest weakness was his younger brother Gu Fengyue. As long as it involved Gu Fengyue's safety, Gu Fengyun would never use his mouth.

A few years ago, a branch of the Gu family plotted against Gu Fengyue. After Gu Fengyue returned safely, Gu Fengyun swiftly dealt with the most aggressive members and even secretly annexed their properties, causing many members of the branch to leave the capital and seek other ways to make a living.

It can be said that as long as Gu Fengyue is not touched, Gu Fengyun is a person. If you touch Gu Fengyue, Gu Fengyun can open your crown with his bare hands.

However, now he not only wants to attack Gu Fengyue, but also wants to send this seventeen-year-old boy to the battlefield. How could Gu Fengyun not go crazy when he knew about this?

Recently, the two masters of the Marquis' Mansion seemed to have had a quarrel. Not to mention the housekeeper, even the gatekeeper noticed the tense atmosphere between the two masters. When Song Chunlin delivered this year's newly made hot pot to the door, the housekeeper pulled him aside mysteriously.

"Brother Lin, you have always been on good terms with our Second Young Master. Why don't you go and persuade him? On the battlefield, swords are merciless. If something happens to the Second Young Master, wouldn't our Marquis go crazy?"

It was not the first time that Song Chunlin had seen Gu Fengyun's protectiveness towards his child, so he agreed to the housekeeper's request and only said that he would persuade Gu Fengyue, but he actually had other ideas in his mind.

When he found Gu Fengyue in his study, Gu Fengyue was wiping his sword. Gu Fengyue had several swords, and the one he was wiping was smaller in size, like one for a child. Song Chunlin once asked Gu Fengyue about it, and he said that the sword was forged for him by someone personally when the Marquis's wife was still alive. However, the sword was only intended for Gu Fengyue to use until he was ten years old, so the size was a little smaller. At that time, he was thinking of making him a more handy sword when Gu Fengyue was older, but things are unpredictable, and even she herself probably didn't expect that the couple would die in Hutu City.

Song Chunlin asked Gu Fengyue: "Do you really want to go to the battlefield?"

Gu Fengyue nodded: "Of course I thought about it, but I also know my brother's temper. I'm afraid that if I sneak away, he will be so angry that he will go and cause trouble for others."

Song Chunlin was speechless, thinking that your positioning of your brother was quite accurate.

"So Dajing really can't find anyone to go to the battlefield now? They want someone as young as you to be a general?"

Gu Fengyue couldn't help but sigh: "We have lost four games in a row. Dajing has lost two cities. Any man in Dajing with a sense of dignity will not sit idly by."

Song Chunlin looked at his serious expression and found that he was not joking, but was very serious and determined to go to the battlefield.

But he was only seventeen years old. What was he doing when he was seventeen in his previous life? Oh, he was a poor senior in high school. He would do exercises every day as soon as he opened his eyes. On weekends, he would take time out to work part-time at the milk tea shop at the school gate to earn some living expenses.

My grandmother was most seriously ill when I was in my senior year of high school. Although my father was rich, he didn't want to pay for her medical treatment. By the time he was admitted to college, my grandmother had passed away.

At that time, Song Chunlin felt that life was hopeless and his future was dark. He didn't know where his way out was and he had no one to rely on. He could only take one step at a time and live a lonely life.

Compared with Gu Fengyue, Gu Fengyue is of course happier, because he has a brother who truly loves him and will fight with the person who proposed it in order to prevent him from going to the battlefield.

"I think you should go."

When Gu Fengyue heard what he said, she was delighted at first, but then she saw the expression on Song Chunlin's face and said, "No, you can't go!"

Song Chunlin was not convinced: "Why can't I go? I want to go too. I can fight like you!"

Gu Fengyue knew that he was telling the truth, but in her heart she felt that it was extremely inhumane to let a twelve-year-old boy go to the battlefield.

Gu Fengyue resolutely resisted this: "You are too young, and you are still a boy. How can a boy go to the battlefield?"

Song Chunlin still refused to accept it, and he even brought up Gu Fengyue's biological mother to shut Gu Fengyue up: "Madam Hou is as brave as any man, she can follow her husband into battle, why can't I, a boy, do the same? You are discriminating against sex!"

Gu Fengyue's ears were numb from his yelling, and she scratched them carelessly: "Now not only can you not go, but I can't go either, we are the same."

Song Chunlin was so angry that he walked around the room. He couldn't swallow this anger. Suddenly, he stared at Gu Fengyue with a sharp gaze. Gu Fengyue felt a chill on his back and his voice began to tremble.

"What's wrong with you? What do you want to do?"

Song Chunlin smiled sinisterly: "Didn't you say you couldn't go? If I said so, how could I get your brother to agree to let you go to the battlefield?"

Gu Fengyue was no longer afraid. He rushed to Song Chunlin, looking expectantly, "Can you really make my brother agree to let me go to the battlefield?"

Song Chunlin: "Hehe, tell me first, what if I can really make him give in?"

Gu Fengyue understood immediately: "Then I will definitely tie you to my belt and walk with you."

"A word is settled!"

"Okay, it's a deal."

Gu Fengyue didn't know how Song Chunlin convinced his brother, but the next day Gu Fengyun came to his room and said calmly, "Pack up your things and wait for my news."

After saying that, he turned and left without any explanation.

In the court, people were still arguing over who would lead the army. Gu Fengyun had been under house arrest for less than half a month, but for some reason, the emperor lifted the ban.

At the morning court today, as soon as the official surnamed Li arrived at the Golden Palace, he saw Gu Fengyun with his arms folded across his chest, looking at him unkindly. The man suddenly felt an inexplicable pain between his legs and almost subconsciously turned around to leave, but he had only taken one step when he was held back by several officials behind him.

These people are on good terms with Gu Fengyun, and they don't want to miss any of this good show.

"Lord Li left in such a hurry that he even went through the wrong door to the main hall. Oh, maybe he got beaten silly by our Marquis Gu last time?"

"I'm not stupid, but I don't know if there's something missing."

They surrounded the man, grinning foolishly, their eyes not forgetting to glance at each other's crotch, followed by another burst of sneering. The man was so angry that his face turned red and his neck became thick, but these people's official positions were higher than his, and he couldn't afford to offend them easily. He could only blush and say timidly.

At the beginning of the court meeting, the court officials talked about some trivial things as usual, such as where bandits were wiped out, which place suffered from natural disasters or man-made disasters, etc. These were low-probability events that did not result in any deaths. After listening, the emperor assigned tasks to each person one by one, rewarding those who deserved rewards and providing disaster relief to those who deserved disaster relief.

In the end, as usual, those with a memorial to report could make their own memorials, while those without a memorial could leave the court. Of course, it was difficult to leave the court without a memorial to report. For example, today, the eunuch said it three times, but the court was still not dismissed.

The first time was when someone reported Gu Fengyun for beating a colleague and defying the authority of the emperor. The emperor just lifted his head and said that Gu Fengyun had been under house arrest for several days, and the matter was over.

The second time, someone reported Gu Fengyun's extravagance and debauchery. Even when he was under house arrest, he still asked the chef to cook the expensive dish "Buddha Jumps Over the Wall". The smell was so delicious that you could smell it from across the street.

You have to know that the ingredients of Buddha Jumps Over the Wall are extremely expensive, and the production process is extremely complicated. Even the emperor himself can only eat it once in a long time. Therefore, when he heard that Gu Fengyun was secretly eating Buddha Jumps Over the Wall behind his back, the emperor immediately widened his eyes.

"Minister Gu, is what Censor Luo said true?" Did you really steal good food behind my back?

Gu Fengyun stood up and said, "Of course it's true, Your Majesty. The day before yesterday was the Lantern Festival, and my younger brother and I had a rare chance to spend some free time together. I didn't expect that Censor Luo's nose was so useful. He could smell what I ate at home. I really admire him."

Censor Luo heard his sarcasm and said coldly, "Humph, everyone knows that the old marquis has been honest all his life, but who would have thought that when it comes to Marquis Gu, he doesn't feel guilty eating such an expensive dish as Buddha Jumps Over the Wall."

Gu Fengyun was somewhat speechless: "Censor Luo, if you really have nothing to do, you can go to the Taoist temple to practice meditation for a few days and cure your nosy temper. I am a marquis' mansion, but even eating good food will be reported by you censors. It shows that you censors are really idle and bored. If you have such leisure and wild interests, why don't you go sweep the streets?"

Censor Luo was speechless after being rebuked by him. He was in the wrong in the first place, and he jumped out to criticize Gu Fengyun simply because he disliked him. He never expected that he was not as eloquent as the other party, and he cleared himself with just a few words. The other party even secretly accused him of meddling in other people's business. Censor Luo was so angry that his chest heaved violently, and the people around him were afraid that Gu Fengyun would make him suffer.

The emperor also hurriedly spoke to stop the two from arguing, rubbing his brows and urging them again: "If you have a petition, submit it. If you don't, leave the court. If you continue to argue, I will leave the court directly."

The whole court was silent for a while. Just when the emperor wanted to adjourn the court, Gu Fengyun slid down and knelt upright in the center of the hall. He straightened his spine and said to the emperor word by word: "Your Majesty, I have something to report."

Seeing his serious look, the emperor slowly sat up straight, as if he had anticipated what he was going to say. The emperor's voice was a little shaky:

"Lord Gu, what do you want to report?"

"Your Majesty, I am here to ask for battle on behalf of my brother. Please allow my brother, the Gu family army, to go to the border to support General Qi."

When these words were spoken, everyone in the court was shocked, not only the ministers, but even the emperor was shocked.

No, this guy beat up his colleagues a few days ago in order to prevent his brother from going to the battlefield. How come today, he himself suggested that his brother go to the battlefield?

The emperor secretly smacked his lips and said, "Can a few days of confinement have such a great effect?"

However, no matter what the reason was, Gu Fengyun's request for war solved the urgent problem of the emperor and the Da Jing Dynasty.

Gu Fengyue can really go to the battlefield, and he will lead the Gu family army with him.

When Gu Fengyue received the news, her mouth was almost stretched to her ears, and she kept asking Gu Fengyun if this was true.

"Brother, are you really going to ask His Majesty to fight for me?"

"Of course it's true. How about it, have you packed all your things?"

Gu Fengyue didn't have much hope at first, but she still packed her bag obediently. There weren't many things in it, just a few sets of clothes and some emergency medicines.

Gu Fengyun looked at what his brother had packed and couldn't help shaking his head. "These won't do. It's bitterly cold at the border. The weather has warmed up here, but the ice and snow over there haven't melted yet. It's still very cold. You should put these clothes away. As for the other thicker ones, didn't the Song family send cotton over? There are still some in the warehouse of the mansion. I'll ask the embroiderers to make you a few quilted jackets. Take that with you."

After fiddling with Gu Fengyue's medicine bottle, Gu Fengyun frowned, "This amount of medicine is not enough. This kind of medicine is enough for some injuries, but on the battlefield, swords are blind. Once you get injured, you will be wandering in the gates of hell. Doesn't Song Chunlin have spiritual spring water? It's more reliable for you to bring that than these medicines."

Speaking of Song Chunlin, Gu Fengyue couldn't help but ask Gu Fengyun curiously: "Brother, is Chunlin going with us?"

Gu Fengyun raised his eyebrows slightly and asked, "Why, aren't you two going to go together?"

Gu Fengyue smiled embarrassedly. Gu Fengyun told his brother some things again. Gu Fengyue said he had written them down. The two brothers talked until late at night. Gu Fengyun returned to his room tiredly.

As soon as he entered the house, the housekeeper couldn't help but complain to Gu Fengyun.

"My Lord, are you really confident in letting the Second Young Master and Lin Ge'er go to the battlefield? That place is no joke. Let alone the Second Young Master, even if it's Lin Ge'er, a twelve-year-old boy, what can he do on the battlefield? By then, it's estimated that our Second Young Master will have to take care of him. Alas, he doesn't know the immensity of the world at such a young age. Do you really think that the battlefield is so easy to go to?"

"Don't worry, since I can agree to them, I must have thought about all the problems. Although Chunlin is young, he is not inferior to men of the same age in courage and insight. Besides, we can't judge people by appearance. My mother was also a woman who went to the battlefield, and she also killed the enemy in pieces, didn't she?"