Spring comes to the desperate place

Chapter 216 Silver

"People in the Central Plains are not fools. How could they drag an empty coffin here and open it to show you?" The Turkic king pondered for a while and asked people to leave.

The old prince was still chattering on and on, saying that the price was too expensive and so on.

"We can just give them a few hundred cattle and sheep and ten thousand taels of silver. These people from the Central Plains..."

"Have you forgotten that we lost?"

The old prince's voice stopped abruptly.

No one slept well in the second half of the night. Song Chunlin didn't feel sleepy, but neither did the others. They all looked depressed. They simply added some spiritual spring water to their breakfast. After breakfast, the Turkic king sent someone over early. As Gu Fengyun had expected, they came to bargain and even asked to see the body of their prince.

Gu Fengyun knew that they didn't believe it, so he stepped back and let them check. These people opened all the coffins and found that every coffin was stuffed with a person, and there was no empty coffin at all.

Several people looked at each other, with confusion in their eyes.

The intelligence was wrong. Didn't they say that all the coffins were empty? Because they were empty, they dared to come and bargain with these Central Plains people, and they also thought of taking the opportunity to cut down a third of the price. But the coffins that were empty yesterday were full again today?

How can it be full?

No, no matter what, the coffin can't be full. It's really crazy to cram three people into one coffin.

Moreover, it is still summer and the temperature here is already very high. The smell after opening the coffin was so strong that it almost made these people vomit.

Song Chunlin's face was also full of disgust. God knows whether the corpses of these Turks have polluted the air in his space. He was disgusted when he took them in yesterday, but due to Gu Fengyun's persuasion, he had to take this group of Turks in. When he took them out in the morning, he asked Dabao to find some air freshener in there and spray it to remove the smell.

At this moment in the space, Dabao was wearing a mask, flying up and down with his butt sticking out, holding a large bottle of lemon-flavored air freshener in his hand and spraying it madly. He sprayed five bottles before stopping. He took a sniff through the mask. Hmm, there was only a strong lemon smell, no stench.

Dabao gave himself a thumbs up with satisfaction, well done!

The final price agreed upon by Turkic and Dajing was 800 cattle and sheep, 120 horses, and 70,000 taels of silver.

Song Chunlin felt that this price was a little too little, but Gu Fengyun told him that the Turks had basically no money, and their king would invest any money he had into the army, making him a complete war fanatic.

"We'll stay here for another day. After handing over the items tomorrow, we can go back." After closing the deal, Gu Fengyun was in high spirits and walked with a breeze.

Song Chunlin's eyes turned and he looked towards the majestic Turkic royal city. He tugged at Gu Fengyue's sleeve and whispered:

"How about we go and search it as well?"

Gu Fengyue stopped him immediately: "No, the Turks are different from the Tatars. The Turks' military strength is at least five or six times that of the Tatars. If you go there, you will be fighting head-on. Besides, they are so poor. If you go there, it might not be worth it."

Song Chunlin was convinced by the word "poor". Well, he used his mental power to scan again. Very good, it was indeed quite poor, but the number of troops was indeed large.

The handover on the second day went relatively smoothly. It was the first time Song Chunlin witnessed such a thing and he thought it would be very complicated. But now it seems, it's not that complicated.

However, as soon as Gu Fengyun got the silver, he asked Song Chunlin to touch it. The Turks over there didn't understand what a child like Song Chunlin was touching. Only Gu Fengyue knew that Song Chunlin was transferring the silver.

The soldier who received the box felt that it was a little light, but he had just seen Gu Fengyun check it with his own eyes, and there was indeed nothing wrong with it, but the weight was definitely not right.

The group of 800 cattle and sheep was very large, especially with 120 horses among them. The Turks originally thought that the Central Plains people would definitely not be able to drive these livestock away. As a result, they saw the child holding a handful of juicy young grass and feeding the heads of the cattle and sheep one by one. Then a magical thing happened. The cattle, sheep and even horses all listened to the child obediently and followed him wherever he went.

Turks: "What a mistake! I've never heard that people in the Central Plains can tame animals?"

Song Chunlin naturally doesn't know how to tame animals. The grass in his hand is produced from the space and is watered with spiritual spring water. Do you think these animals would not love it?

They loved it so much that they chased after Song Chunlin, hoping that he would give them a few more bites.

Before leaving, Song Chunlin did not forget to do something to the warlike Turkic king, such as burning down his armory.

The fire broke out suddenly, and the Turkic king was confused when he heard about the fire. By the time he rushed to the armory, the fire had already begun to spread. Those who were fighting the fire realized that everything inside had been burned.

"Investigate!" The Turkic king was furious: "Investigate who dared to set fire to the armory!"

Some people below speculated whether it was Gu Fengyun and his people who set the fire, but this was quickly denied by everyone.

"How could those Han people set fire to the city when they didn't even enter it?"

That's true. No matter how powerful the Han people are, they can't set fire to the sky, right?

The man who set the fire from a distance was riding his horse happily, with a plum candy in his mouth, smiling as if he had picked up some treasure.

Isn’t it a treasure? The weapons that the Turkic king had prepared for so long were burned by Song Chunlin. He was so happy. Now the Turkic king lost both his wife and his soldiers, and both sides suffered losses.

Listening to his subordinates reporting the losses, the Turkic king felt heartbroken. The huge compensation he gave to Dajing was not as valuable as his burnt weapons.

The metal swords were fine, as a few of them could still be used, but all the bows and arrows were wiped out, so they had to eliminate the archers from their army.

Oh, not only the archers, but their catapults were also burned beyond recognition and were definitely unusable. When he learned that they could not be repaired, the Turkic king's originally healthy body suddenly shook. He was not as sad as he was now even if his son had died.

During the rest time at night, Song Chunlin quietly told Gu Fengyue that he had burned down the king's armory. Gu Fengyue's eyes widened immediately.

"You're almost killing him."

Song Chunlin snorted, "Didn't you say he was a warmongerer? Since he likes fighting so much, I will destroy his war stuff. Hehe, now they not only have to train new soldiers, but also have to cut back on food and clothing to buy new weapons. Hehe, am I awesome?"

Gu Fengyue covered her lips and tried to hold back her laughter: "Yeah, Chunlin is really amazing."

Song Chunlin was satisfied with the praise. He closed his eyes contentedly and went into the space to fish.

In the fields of space, Dabao was humming happily and pushing a tiller to turn the soil diligently.

Seeing this, Song Chunlin ran over to help: "Dabao!"

Dabao turned around and said, "Master!" and then he excitedly threw himself on Song Chunlin.

"Master, I'll help you turn the ground!"

"Yeah, Dabao is really hardworking."

The fat guy who only reached Song Chunlin's calves was sticking his hands on his... waist (if there was one...), and his expression was particularly proud.

Song Chunlin smiled and touched his head, then began to praise the child profusely, which made Dabao's cheeks blush and he even walked in a dizzy manner.

Inspired by the grape seedlings from last time, Song Chunlin felt that he could transplant some seedlings in advance, sort them out, and plant them directly when needed. This would be more convenient than planting directly until harvest, and the fruits would not take up as much space.

Now there are not only grape seedlings in the space, but also seedlings of fruit trees, most of which are jujube trees and apple trees. These two categories seemed to have quite a good harvest in the north before. Moreover, Song Chunlin remembered that there were fruit farmers planting apple trees in Baita, Yuexi and even Wanshan.

But their apples are still the earliest Pinellia apples, and the taste is actually quite good. However, compared with the improved varieties in later generations, they are still far behind. Song Chunlin plans to give them a major overhaul and replace them all with modern varieties.

In addition to fruits, there are also nuts, mainly walnuts, because Song Chunlin has not thought of other types of nuts, but these categories are already very large.

Taking the types of grapes as an example, Song Chunlin left a large number of seedlings of all the varieties in the space. These alone were piled up as high as a small hill, which was enough for him to build a grape estate.

There are relatively fewer types of apples, mainly yellow apples, Red Fuji and Sugar-heart apples, but there are also seven or eight kinds. Song Chunlin has prepared about 500 seedlings for each kind. In addition to the seedlings, Song Chunlin also plans to pass on the concept of grafting to the farmers here, but he still needs an opportunity and a channel for promotion.

Dabao followed Song Chunlin and watched him sowing seeds diligently. He asked in confusion, "Master, you took out so many things at once, aren't you afraid of being discovered?"

Song Chunlin paused as he was sowing seeds. He squatted down and tapped Dabao's nose.

"Dabao, you can't be so cautious. Besides, even if you are discovered, what does it matter? Do you know who my biggest backer is now?"

Dabao shook his head. He didn’t understand.

Song Chunlin smiled and pointed to the sky: "My biggest supporter is this God. Didn't you tell me that the more merits and golden light there are, the better the world will become? So, the way of heaven must and must stand on my side, otherwise I will never let him go."

Dabao was stunned, and Song Chunlin stood up again to sow seeds.

Everyone originally thought that the journey would be very slow, but who could have expected Song Chunlin to do this? The cattle, sheep and horses were all obedient, no one fell behind, and even the boxes containing money were emptied. The speed was much faster than pulling those large coffins.

Gu Fengyun arrived at Yuexi one day earlier than originally planned. Yuexi today is quite different from before. After the army stationed there, they had cleared away all the collapsed houses, and repaired the relatively intact ones. Even the gate of the government office was cleaned, and there was no trace of the horrific scene of blood splattered three feet before.

General Dou was able to walk with crutches now. He led everyone to stand at the city gate to welcome them. From afar they saw the large herds of cattle, sheep, and strong horses, and everyone's eyes widened.

"Oh my God, so many cattle and sheep, are those barbarians really willing to give them to us?"

General Dou's lips moved, his face full of confusion.

Although these cattle and sheep are good, there are too many of them. Now they have specially marked out a piece of land in Yuexi to raise the cattle and sheep brought back by Song Chunlin. Now Gu Fengyun has brought back this large group. Now when General Dou closes his eyes, he can only see the cattle and sheep feces and the large area of grassland that has been eaten bare.

The two teams exchanged greetings, and Gu Fengyun got straight to the point:

"Well, General Dou, the batch of cattle and sheep behind me is the compensation for this time. His Majesty means that no matter how much money we get back, we should give it all to Yuexi and Wanshan, hoping that these two cities can recover as soon as possible."

General Dou was grateful when he heard this. Since the emperor said so, what else could he do? If he didn't accept the money, he would be a fool. It was just a little extra feces and urine, so he could just give some to Wanshan.

The original garrison general of Wanshan has died, and the government office is now taken over by his daughter. When Gu Fengyun heard this, he couldn't help but exclaimed: "Women are as good as men."

However, the garrison of Wanshan was twice as large as that of Yuexi, because General Cheng fought to the death to send nearly one-third of his troops out before the city was broken. Therefore, the repair speed of Wanshan was twice as fast as that of Yuexi.

When Song Chunlin set foot in Wanshan again, there was basically no sign that it had been ravaged by war.

"Wow, what a big change." The last time they came to Wanshan was at night, and Song Chunlin didn't look carefully. He was busy during the day, coming and going in a hurry, but they still remembered the location of the government office. At that time, Cheng Qiao led a group of female soldiers and defended the government office tightly to prevent it from being broken by the barbarians. Not only the people who came to support were impressed, but even the local garrison was also impressed.

Gu Fengyue thought of Cheng Qiao's identity as a woman and the fact that she herself had experienced some bad things, so there might be changes in her promotion.

Song Chunlin said with disdain: "What's wrong with being a girl? Do you discriminate against girls?"

Gu Fengyue shook her head: "How could I discriminate against women? Have you forgotten that my mother was also a female general?"

That's right. Song Chunlin asked again: "Could it be those old-fashioned people in the army? Do they discriminate against women?"

Gu Fengyue's face was gloomy. "They don't just discriminate against women. Even the ministers in the court generally discriminate against women fighting in battle. Have you noticed? Although they say that women are just like men and can carry on the family business, there is no woman in the court who serves as an official. Even when my mother was able to become a general, it was because the late emperor made a bet with the aristocratic family against all odds that my mother was able to become a female general."

"Ah, is it so complicated?" As a modern man, Song Chunlin found it a little unbelievable, because in his world, it was normal for women to go out to work, but he did not expect that even female officials could not be officials in the court. It can be seen that feudal ideas are harmful to people.