binnovel Chapter 409 Artist
Chapter 409 Artist
On the day when Gu's army returned to Beijing, the whole country celebrated. People lined the streets to watch the fun, and the emperor even came outside the city in person to welcome Gu's army.
They were really impressive. This time they didn't even use the latest firearms and ended the battle of Quemeng Mountain directly. The emperor was deeply pleased that he was not wrong. Gu Fengyue's battle was a severe slap in the face of those barbarians and the aristocratic families. Who said that Gu Fengyue was too young and incapable of handling the important task? He had won battles time and again.
Not only did he defeat the barbarians on the grassland, he also drove away the Jin people in the north. Even his father himself did not have such great achievements as him at his age. Let's see how those aristocratic families can still be stubborn.
The emperor was very proud, and the status of the Gu family also rose. Su Fuqing received quite a few visiting cards during this period, all of which invited him to enjoy the flowers and drink tea. Su Fuqing looked at those exquisite visiting cards and asked the butler to decline all the invitations without interest.
"Ma'am, have all these been pushed?"
"Well, let's postpone it. I'm busy recently. You can handle these visiting cards in the future. By the way, Fengyue and his wife are coming back. Have they cleaned up their yard?"
"Of course it's packed. Madam, aren't you going to the city to greet me today?"
Su Fuqing shook her head: "No, I have more important things to do. Besides, they will definitely attend the palace banquet tonight, so I will go directly to the palace tonight."
Su Fuqing was right. In the afternoon, Gu Fengyun sent a carriage to pick him up and bring him to the palace. The two sisters-in-law met in the palace. Song Chunlin chattered endlessly. The desert scenery he described was a scene that Su Fuqing had never seen in her life.
The two were talking happily when Altan came in with his brother.
"Hey, Altan! Here!" Song Chunlin waved his arms at him excitedly. Altan first subconsciously glanced at his brothers, and seeing that they just had a stern face and had no intention of objecting, he walked towards the two of them.
During this period, Altan was taken care of by Su Fuqing and became very familiar with Su Fuqing. The three of them soon became chatting enthusiastically.
"Chunlin, thank you for your help this time."
Altan's eyes were filled with sincere gratitude. The sudden attack on their tribe by the Jin soldiers made him feel heartbroken. The thing he looked forward to most every day was waiting for the letter from Quemengshan.
The Jin soldiers were brutal and would fight to the death. Altan knew that the Gu family army was also very powerful, but he had never seen it with his own eyes, so he naturally didn't know how big the gap between the two was. When Gu Fengyue and Song Chunlin led their troops to the battle, he was particularly scared, fearing that the friends he had made with great difficulty would die on the battlefield.
Fortunately, Song Chunlin and Gu Fengyue both returned safely. Not only did they return, but they even drove away the Jin soldiers. Altan privately thought that this was even more powerful than his father Khan. Although his father Khan also defeated the Jin people, that was when he had an army of 200,000, while those Jin soldiers had only a few tens of thousands of people. With such a huge disparity in strength, it would be strange that they could lose.
Song Chunlin put his arm around his shoulders and boasted proudly, "What do you think? I am the best one, right?"
Alatan's eyes sparkled and he nodded frantically: "Yeah, Chunlin, you are the best."
Su Fuqing, who was standing aside, couldn't bear to watch and even wanted to stay away from these two people.
"By the way, how have you been during your time in the capital? Have you seen anything that interests you?"
Speaking of interest, Altan was a little embarrassed: "Well, I don't have any particular interest, I just like looking at houses..."
Looking at houses? Song Chunlin wondered, what kind of hobby is looking at houses?
Su Fuqing added a few words: "He just likes the carvings on people's beams. He not only likes to look at them, but also likes to draw them. He has already drawn several books in this period of time."
Song Chunlin was shocked. Is this even possible?
"Do you like painting?"
Altan shook his head: "No, I just like the carvings on the beams and eaves of your houses. I think they are so exquisite."
Song Chunlin didn't understand, but he respected her and said that it was fine as long as she liked it.
He stroked his chin and thought. It seemed that the art subjects in his school were all related to Chinese painting and calligraphy. There was nothing related to architecture and sculpture. If Altan was willing to join, wouldn't that fill this gap?