Spring comes to the desperate place

Chapter 143 Shock

Although he told everyone not to worry, Song Chunlin still went to the Marquis' Mansion in the middle of the night. When he landed in front of Gu Fengyue silently, Gu Fengyue was stunned for a moment, then reacted quickly and closed all the doors and windows in the house.

Song Chunlin followed him like a little tail, and after seeing his actions, he kindly told him: "No one is watching you, don't worry, the dog emperor is still humane."

Gu Fengyue: "...you, forget it, why did you come here suddenly?"

Song Chunlin was puzzled: "Didn't I hear that something happened to you? Why do you still think you can hide it from us?"

Of course not. Now everyone in the capital is discussing whether the Yongyi Marquis Mansion is about to be finished. Unless Song Chunlin doesn't want to know, with his ability, how could he not hear any rumors?

Gu Fengyue patted his head and said, "Don't worry, my brother and I have it figured out."

Song Chunlin escaped from the clutches with his head tilted, holding his head angrily: "Don't think I'm stupid. When you said that the Marquis found you a sinecure in the military camp, I felt it was wrong. How could he find you a sinecure if he wanted his brother to achieve success? If he didn't throw you to the bottom and train you to death, he wouldn't be your brother anymore."

Gu Fengyue pondered: Can you forgive my brother for being so cruel in your heart?

"Okay, don't be angry anymore. When my brother found out that my father was not in Hutu City, he knew this would happen. Those old guys always looked down on military commanders and have long been eager to find a way to pull my brother down. When you were gathering information during the day, did you hear other things?"

Song Chunlin couldn't help but roll his eyes. When he used his mental power during the day, he discovered that many people were saying that Lord Gu was so angry at other civil officials and the current Grand Marshal that he vomited blood in the court. However, he clearly saw Gu Fengyun leisurely nestling in his room, eating snacks, drinking tea, and reading a storybook with great pleasure. How could he look weak at all as if he was so angry that he vomited blood?

Seeing him like this, Gu Fengyue knew that he knew everything, so she no longer hid it from him.

"This was the Emperor's idea. My brother worked in the Ministry of Revenue, and I was recommended to the military camp. The Grand Marshal couldn't sit still. He was the one who least wanted me to join the military camp. He wanted to promote his own children, but none of his descendants were outstanding. They used the title of Grand Marshal to bully men and women outside, and my brother had people report it to him several times. This time when my father returned to the capital, he was the one who jumped the most. However, the Grand Marshal is simple-minded and there is no evidence. He is relatively easy to deal with."

Song Chunlin tilted his head and asked, "What about the ones that are hard to deal with? Could it be that they found out about me messing with Zhao Fei last time?"

Gu Fengyue's face was full of question marks???

"No, you messed with Zhao Fei? Did you move things from Zhao Fei's house again? Or did you set a fire?"

Song Chunlin nodded as a matter of course, and puffed out his chest proudly: "Of course it was arson."

Gu Fengyue was silent. Why do you look so proud?

Song Chunlin reacted: "Isn't it the Zhao family who is causing trouble?"

Gu Fengyue shook his head. "Ever since they set fire to your house last time, my brother has been looking for trouble with the Zhao family in the court. Many of their children are officials in the court. This time, my brother took down many of them, not just the Zhao family, but basically all the children of the noble families. We can't touch those old guys, so we'll leave them alone for the time being. This time, several major noble families jointly wrote a letter to the emperor, asking him to take back my father's title and nobility. In order to restrict those noble families, the emperor can't do without our Gu family. Don't worry, we'll be fine."

After receiving Gu Fengyue's repeated assurances, Song Chunlin finally felt relieved. He didn't understand the affairs of the court anyway, so the worst that could happen was that he would just go and kill those old guys.

When leaving, Gu Fengyue was still a little worried: "Are you going back like this? Will you really not be discovered?"

Song Chunlin was full of confidence: "How is that possible? You underestimate me too much. Go back. My crops are almost ripe. Hurry up. I am still waiting to pick cotton with you."

Hearing him mention cotton, Gu Fengyue's eyes lit up with a gentle smile: "Okay, when you go back, go slowly and say hello to Grandpa and the others for me."

"I know." Song Chunlin turned around and waved, then suddenly disappeared from Gu Fengyue's sight, just as he appeared suddenly.

After leaving the Marquis' Mansion, Song Chunlin did not go home immediately. Instead, he relied on his supernatural powers to cheat and wandered around the capital. He avoided the patrol camp and used his mental power to find the homes of the old ministers that Gu Fengyue mentioned. Looking at the magnificent gate, Song Chunlin thought, he couldn't kill them immediately, so it would be okay to give them a little punishment, right?

So the next morning, before the emperor got up, many family members of old ministers came to the palace to ask the emperor to ask the imperial physician to go back to see the patients.

"Tell me one by one, who is sick with whom?" The emperor picked his ears in an unruly manner. The eunuch immediately reported a few names to him. They were all a bunch of old guys, and they were the most powerful ones who impeached Gu Fengyun.

The emperor hissed, "Could it be that the Gu family cast a curse on them? They all fell ill in just one night?"

The eunuch smiled awkwardly: "Your Majesty, the ministers are all old, and their health is naturally not as good as that of young people." What's more, some time ago a young man was so angry that he vomited blood. Of course, he only complained about this in his heart and did not dare to say it out loud.

The emperor did not have a good impression of these old ministers. When he heard that they were all sick, he found it a bit amusing. In order to watch the fun, he not only sent the imperial physician, but also sent the eunuchs around him to see... Oh no, to visit the sick.

This time Song Chunlin didn't want to kill these old guys, but fed them a mouthful of Jianshouqing while they were sleeping. If you eat a little of this thing, at most you will have hallucinations, stomachache or even diarrhea. It's not fatal, but it's very dangerous.

In his previous life, Song Chunlin was very curious about what those netizens meant by seeing a villain. This time, he finally saw what it meant to see a villain. Some people kicked the people around them off the bed like dogs after eating. Some people thought they were fish, swam around on the bed, and pinched their necks, saying that they were dying because they had no water, and the people around them couldn't stop them. There were also people who were swearing at a pillar, and the people around them looked like they had seen a ghost.

The worst case was an old man who was grabbing at the air randomly as if he had seen gold. Halfway through, he got a stomachache and had diarrhea, and his trouser pockets were all wet. He was still unaware and kept grabbing, grabbing and pulling until the whole room was filled with his "gold".

Song Chunlin was so scared that he immediately withdrew his mental strength. He was afraid that he would vomit if he looked at it any longer.

Thinking of how these people would behave when they woke up and found themselves socially dead, Song Chunlin laughed so hard that he rolled around on the bed.

After returning, the eunuch told the truth about everything he had found out. Of course, what they told was a condensed version. After all, it was impossible for the servants to really tell others about such an embarrassing thing, otherwise they would be the next ones to be thrown out.

The emperor was puzzled after hearing this. Although the green stalk was poisonous, Song Chunlin only fed him one mouthful, so the toxicity was not too great. After the sheep died, the doctor could not find any problem. He just told the old men to have a good rest, prescribed a tonic prescription and went back.

Several old ministers were too old. The illness might have damaged their vitality and they were not in better health than before. They missed several morning court sessions. The emperor hinted at them to retire and return home, but these old guys were still thinking about the power in their hands and were unwilling to leave. The emperor was so angry that he secretly cursed these people for not dying quickly.

Because these old guys could no longer jump around, the Marquis' Mansion had a rare period of peace, and the Song family's grain had truly reached its harvest season.

This year, the Song family's sweet potatoes were stolen, so the ones in their fields were all grafted from other families. They were planted later, but because they had gained experience, the yield was able to match last year's.

This was Zhou Ning's first time to participate in the Song family's sweet potato harvest. He had become curious about the crops planted by the Song family during the previous spring plowing. There were relatively few people in their village who planted these things. In the past, he was shocked to hear that sweet potatoes and potatoes could produce thousands of kilograms per mu. But when he actually experienced the yield of thousands of kilograms per mu, the shock he got was far greater than what he had heard from others.

But what surprised him most was the corn.

When Song Chunsheng broke off a corn cob and handed it to him, he was stunned. The corn cob in his hand was heavy and looked different from the previous corns. Only after he peeled off the corn husk could he see the shadow of the previous corn from the neat corn kernels.

Seeing his shocked look, Song Chunsheng couldn't help but break off a few kernels of corn and stuff them into his mouth for him to eat.

Zhou Ning was not on guard against him and chewed it subconsciously for a few times. He found that the corn was actually a little sweet and not hard at all. He immediately opened his eyes wide in excitement.

"Is this really corn? How can it be so delicious? In the past, people said that this kind of corn cannot be eaten and can only be looked at. Why is this corn completely different from the corn in the past?"

Song Chunsheng smiled and said, "Isn't it completely different? The corn in your hand is a variety that my brother has continuously improved over the years. From two or three ears at the beginning to now, it directly grows a corn cob. My brother spent a lot of effort to get such a large area of improved corn seeds."

Zhou Ning looked around and found that this whole cornfield was planted with this kind of corn. Every corn plant had grown taller than him, and the corn cobs on them looked full, just like the one in his hand. He weighed it just now and found that just this corn cob weighed half a pound, which was much heavier than the original corn seeds.

"Then the yield is dozens of times higher than before, isn't it?" In the past, the corn yield per mu did not exceed 100 kilograms, but now these few mu of land are estimated to produce several hundred kilograms, which is comparable to wheat and rice, and may even be higher than wheat and rice.

Song Chunsheng recalled last year's production and reported a number, which caused Zhou Ning to exclaim.

"That's a lot! If we can eat all of this, wouldn't our family have tens of thousands of kilograms of grain to harvest this year?"

Song Chunsheng laughed: "More than tens of thousands, just look at the wheat and rice you saw, the yield per acre is 200 to 300 kilograms more than other families."

"Are there so many wheat and rice too?" Zhou Ning was even more surprised. He had always thought that the Song family had the highest yields of potatoes and sweet potatoes. But now Song Chunsheng told him that their family's wheat and rice yields were also much higher than those of other families.

Song Chunsheng smiled and explained to him: "Because the yield of potatoes and sweet potatoes is so high, the yield of other crops in our family is not so conspicuous."

Harvesting corn is a very tiring job. They have to harvest corn stalks and corn cobs separately. Although their family hired temporary workers, they still had to do many things by themselves. In order to speed up the harvest, everyone in the family went to the fields except Song Qin, who stayed at home with her three children.

A group of people were scattered in the field, two people were responsible for one ridge, one person was laying down the corn stalks in front, and the other was breaking off the corn cobs and piling them together in the back. The Song family was used to doing this job. Even Zhou Ning, who often went to the fields, could get the hang of it after a while. So they were quite fast and harvested two acres of land in half a day.

At noon, Song Qin came to deliver lunch with her daughter on her back and her two sons. Song Xiaojiu is almost seven years old now, and Song Xiaobao is over four years old. Other families have already gone to work in the fields, but the Song family was reluctant to let the two children do only light work.

Song Xiaojiu grunted as he put down the backpack on his back, which contained steamed buns for lunch. Song Qinshi was carrying her daughter on her chest and a large backpack on her back. Even in this situation, she still held two baskets in her hands, which contained iced sour plum soup.

Song Xiaobao didn't take anything. He held Song Xiaojiu's hand tightly, fearing that his mother and brother would leave him behind.

After lunch, Song Dazhuang and Song Chunsheng were responsible for taking the harvested corn back home. All of this had to be handed over to the court, and they would be heartbroken if one was missing.

After three days of hard work, they finally harvested all the corn in the house. Even the corn stalks were harvested and piled into tall haystacks in the field. Only some of it was left as fodder for the livestock, and the rest could only be used as firewood.

The Song family collected too much corn this time and the house could not store it all. Song Chunlin quietly smuggled some of it into the space and took it to the Marquis' Mansion when it was late at night. He first took a few corn cobs for Gu Fengyue to satisfy his craving. Oh, actually he was the one who was craving it.

The two of them were roasting corn in the yard openly. When Gu Fengyun came over after smelling the aroma, they were both frightened and stood still. Gu Fengyue even forgot that he was holding the corn in his hand and actually burnt it.

Gu Fengyun: Thank you so much. I was the one who was frightened, okay?