Spring comes to the desperate place

Chapter 382 The Prince's Departure

When the wet nurse heard Song Chunlin say that he was going to complain to the emperor, she was a little nervous at first, but then she thought, how could someone as poor as Song Chunlin possibly meet the emperor? She thought that Song Chunlin must be bluffing, or he simply wanted to use his status as the young master to show off in front of the emperor and ask for benefits.

The more the wet nurse thought about it, the more she felt that this was correct, so she lost her good face towards Song Chunlin and tried impatiently to pull the little master out of Song Chunlin's arms. Her movements were rough and her hands were strong, which hurt the child. The little master cried out in pain and tears flowed down his face. Song Chunlin was so distressed that he simply didn't want to reason with this evil slave and kicked her out.

The wet nurse was kicked to the ground, holding her abdomen and crying out in pain. Song Chunlin glared at her fiercely.

"I used to respect people. I think that even though you are slaves, you should have basic human rights. But I think the word human rights is not appropriate for you."

The wet nurse covered her abdomen with one hand and pointed at Song Chunlin with the other. She was completely furious at Song Chunlin's kick. She pointed at Song Chunlin and started cursing, completely forgetting where she was.

"Who the hell are you? Although I am a servant, I am also from the palace. You don't even have an official status, and you dare to shout at people like us in the palace?"

The young master had stopped crying, but when he saw this fierce wet nurse pointing at Song Chunlin's nose and scolding him, he became angry. He waved his little fists and pretended to hit the wet nurse, but was stopped by Song Chunlin.

"Don't fight with people like them. Remember, you are the master and she is the servant. If she scolds you and doesn't give you food, you can ask other adults to help you punish her, but don't beat her yourself, so as not to dirty your hands."

The young master seemed to understand what was said, but he remembered one sentence: his elder brother asked him to find someone, so he pulled Song Chunlin's hand and was about to leave.

"Looking for my uncle."

Song Chunlin knew that he wanted to find the emperor, so he didn't stop him. However, he just discovered that the emperor had already arrived, but had not said a word, so the wet nurse and the young master didn't notice.

So Song Chunlin turned the little prince's head, and the little guy immediately found the emperor standing in the corridor.

The emperor was also in mourning clothes today, except for the mourning hat. However, his hair tie was replaced by a piece of fine linen. It was so grand because of King Linyuan's sacrifice for the country. Unfortunately, some people took chicken feathers as a token of support, thinking that the master was young and easy to control, so they wanted to take advantage of the power of others. However, they were discovered by Song Chunlin the next day.

The wet nurse followed the direction of the young master and saw the emperor coming. She realized that she was in disarray and half lying on the ground, which looked really unsightly. So she immediately endured the pain in her abdomen and climbed up. She knelt on the ground obediently, thinking about how to complain to the emperor and punish Song Chunlin.

However, the emperor had no intention of asking her any questions. He just glanced at the young master indifferently, and then asked Song Chunlin what had happened.

Song Chunlin said indignantly: "This evil slave refused to give the prince food. She refused to admit it when I asked her. How did such a person get into the palace? Could it be that someone else used their power for personal gain to get her in?"

Song Chunlin's words were just speculation, but the wet nurse's heart skipped a beat when she heard it, because she did get into the palace by buying off her connections. No one else wanted to come to select a wet nurse for the young prince this time. Firstly, although the young prince would definitely inherit the title of King Linyuan in the future, he was too young, his parents were both dead, he had no power and influence, and he had foreign blood. Princes with such blood, such as his father King Linyuan, did not get any benefits in the huge capital, let alone the young prince in front of him who did not even have military power?

But only this person felt that the young master was at his most vulnerable moment now. As long as the young master was controlled, wouldn't it be equivalent to controlling the next King Linyuan in the future?

But she had not expected that she had only forgotten the child's meal because she was too proud of herself, and was caught by Song Chunlin. Now the emperor had come, and looking at the emperor's appearance, the little boy could actually talk to the emperor, and the emperor seemed to really believe it. The wet nurse was so nervous that her whole body began to tremble slightly, and until this moment, she still firmly believed that there was room for things to turn around, and she had thought of many excuses in her mind, just waiting for the emperor to ask.

But the expected questioning by the emperor did not happen. He only listened to Song Chunlin's one-sided story, nodded his chin, and signaled others to take the wet nurse away.

"This person committed insubordination. Drag her away and give her ten strokes of the cane. She will never be employed again. Oh, the person who recruited her into the palace will also be punished."

Before the wet nurse could even protest, someone quickly covered her mouth with her hands and eyes and dragged her away. Only after she had been beaten and thrown out of the palace did she struggle to pull out the rag that was covering her mouth.

The manager who was bribed by her was also thrown out, the only difference was that he was not beaten with a stick.

Seeing the wet nurse lying half-dead on the ground, the manager was furious.

"You bastard, you can't even take care of a child properly when I asked you to, and you got kicked out for nothing because you made me suffer. You are such an unlucky thing."

The nurse grabbed the man's trouser leg tightly and asked him in a hoarse voice: "Who is that person?"

The steward sneered: "You are so blind that you can't even recognize the archer who protects the country. You look so smart on weekdays, but today you act like a fool. Don't you know that those who can enter the palace are either rich or noble?"

After the steward finished speaking, he kicked the wet nurse away, leaving her lying on the ground alone, with a look of shock on her face as if she had been struck by lightning.

As for the fate of the wet nurse and the steward, Song Chunlin didn't care at all. He had already taken the young master on the carriage to the imperial mausoleum. As time was running out, the emperor sent someone to deliver a few plates of snacks. Song Chunlin saw that the snacks were dry, so he didn't give them to the young master. Instead, he found a bowl of porridge from the space. The carriage was moving slowly, and he resisted the urge to vomit and fed the young master half full.

After finishing his porridge, the young master sat next to Song Chunlin, holding a small cake in one hand and Wangzai in the other. He took a bite of cake and then a bite of Wangzai, keeping his little mouth busy.

Song Chunlin pinched his eyebrows, with a very painful expression on his face. He didn't know if it was his illusion. Why did he feel more dizzy the slower the carriage went?

The imperial mausoleum was more than twenty miles away from the capital, and the funeral procession moved slowly. He felt that it would be good enough if he could arrive at the imperial mausoleum before sunset in the afternoon.

"It's terrible. If I had known this carriage was so uncomfortable, I should have ridden the horse."

Knowing it in advance is priceless. To make himself feel better, Song Chunlin told the little guy not to move. He closed his eyes and entered the space. He planned to clean up the field to pass the time.

Nowadays, Song Chunlin doesn't grow much food in the space. Dabao grows food when he has nothing to do on weekdays. The food in the storage area is enough for his three thousand archers to eat for two or three years. So in the short term, he just wants to grow more fruits and vegetables in the space. After all, if you want to be healthy, balanced nutrition is also very important.

Dabao was not in the space today. He stayed at home to accompany the two empty-nest elderly people. Even though they are old, they are enjoying the pleasure of having their children and grandchildren around them.

Song Chunlin took out some melon seeds. These melons are all relatively high-yielding varieties, such as chayote, pumpkin, calabash and wax gourd. He had a classmate in his previous life who was from a rural area in the south. He said that what he hated to eat most when he was a child was wax gourd. Once this thing started growing, it would never stop. Just planting two trees could yield half a warehouse’s worth of harvest. The yield was so exaggerated that their family could never finish eating all the wax gourds every year.

Song Chunlin still remembers the classmate complaining to them with a bitter and resentful expression: "In the morning, there was wax gourd, at noon, there was wax gourd, and in the evening, we finally had a few more dishes, but there was still a plate of stir-fried wax gourd on the table. My childhood was filled with endless wax gourd, sweet potato vines, and water spinach. It was so sad, really so sad."

Song Chunlin later tried to grow it in his space and found that it was not that bad and was quite sweet. Maybe the classmate ate too much and had stress.

However, the yield is indeed very high. Song Chunlin only plans to plant ten trees this time. When the time comes, all the melons will be taken to feed the livestock in the military camp. It is estimated that these are not enough for them to have several meals.

To plant melons, you have to build a frame. After Song Chunlin finishes planting, he will build the frame first. His frames are all ready-made, so he can just put them up directly. After the vines climb up, they will be fixed. Anyway, there is no wind in the space, so there is no need to worry about the vines being blown down.

Song Chunlin only had time to plant pumpkins and chayote before the funeral procession arrived at the imperial mausoleum.

This was the first time that Song Chunlin came to the imperial mausoleum. Looking at the farm in front of him, he thought he had come to a village.

He approached Gu Fengyun and whispered to him, "Is this the imperial mausoleum? Why does it look more like a village?"

Gu Fengyun pointed to the ground and said, "The imperial mausoleum is down there, but the entrance is not here. People like us are not qualified to go in. You just need to stand next to me. The young master will ask the emperor to make the arrangements. Don't step out."

Gu Fengyun already knew that Song Chunlin had stood up for the young master in the palace. He was not telling Song Chunlin to stop caring about the young master. It was just that now was a sensitive period and he couldn't get too close to the young master, otherwise he would be criticized.

Song Chunlin seemed to understand, but since it was Gu Fengyun who said it, he just listened.

The imperial mausoleum covers a vast area. Song Chunlin's mental power only explored the small area in the front and did not look at the rest. The young prince was taken away by people sent by the emperor. He followed the emperor like a small pendant all the way. When he saw the coffin of his parents, he pointed at it.

The child asked the emperor in his childish voice why his parents were locked in that big box. The emperor said nothing, but gently picked up the child and let him sit in his arms.

The ceremony of the royal funeral was complicated. By the time everything was figured out, it was already the evening before 11:00 p.m., which was very late. It would be impossible to rush back to the capital, so they had to stay overnight at a farm outside the imperial mausoleum.

After everyone had made their arrangements, the tomb keeper from the farm brought them a simple meal.

The food was all vegetarian. Song Chunlin had no appetite, so he didn't move much. Gu Fengyun couldn't eat either. In the end, the two of them secretly ate two buns with vegetarian fillings.

After King Linyuan's funeral was over, the issue of whether the young master should stay or go became an issue. Some people said that since King Linyuan was gone, the young master should inherit King Linyuan's title and return to his fiefdom, Linyuan City. Others said that the young master was too young, only a three-year-old baby, who might even wet the bed in the middle of the night. What could such a child do if he was sent to Linyuan City?

As a result, the court was divided into two factions. One faction advocated that the young prince should stay in the capital to study with the princes, and then be sent back to Linyuan City after he grew up. The other faction insisted that the young prince should return to Linyuan City. Since he was the only son and heir of King Linyuan, he should of course return to his own fiefdom, where he could find a teacher to teach him.

The emperor felt a pain in his head as he listened to the two sides arguing about this matter.

But no matter how they argued, the emperor still made the final decision. In the end, the emperor decided to keep the little prince in the capital. How could the emperor feel at ease leaving a three-year-old child in a remote border town?

Even if he was placed by his side, right under his nose, didn't someone mistreat the young prince last time and not give him food? The human heart is unpredictable in this world. Such a young child has not yet formed his three views. If he is placed far away, what if he is taught wrongly by someone with ulterior motives? Prince Linyuan only has this one child left. Considering that he has guarded the national border for Dajing, the emperor can't really just leave it alone.

However, after he stayed here, where to place the little prince became a problem. In the end, the Queen Mother stepped in and said that she wanted to bring the child to her palace to raise him.

"The prince has grown up and has moved to the East Palace. He only comes here to pay respects. My palace is very empty, so it would be nice to let this child accompany me."

Since the Queen said so, the Emperor naturally agreed with pleasure. So the decision of whether the young master should stay or go was finally settled, and he was handed over to the Queen for personal instruction. This way, the servants would no longer dare to try to deceive their superiors and subordinates and take control of their master as they did last time.

Song Chunlin was not surprised by this result, because he had long seen that the emperor wanted to keep the child by his side. He didn't know whether it was out of guilt, so he seemed to treat the little prince better than other princes. He even personally asked the prince's tutor to teach the little prince's lessons.

This was probably something that King Linyuan himself had not expected. When he left his will, he only hoped that the emperor would treat his son well. What he meant by treating him well was to ensure that the child had enough food and warm clothes, and did not have to suffer from hunger, cold, or be looked down upon. However, he did not expect that the emperor would actually do this and plan all the ways out for the young prince.