After binding the loving mother system, I was so bad

General Niu and his family left Kyoto on a foggy morning without saying goodbye to anyone and set out on the journey north.

"After passing Shuozhou, we will enter Wuchuan Town, which is the territory of Yunzhou."

In the post station, Lord Niu shrank his neck, feeling that the cold wind was very evil and was drilling into the gaps between his bones.

The further north you go, the colder the weather becomes.

Especially in the past few days, with the howling cold wind and heavy snow, many people hid in the post stations and could not go out.

The Shuozhou government office equipped Lord Niu's family with thirty soldiers. If they failed to arrive in Yunzhou on the designated date, they would have to pay each soldier fifty coins for each day beyond the designated date.

This part of the expense was borne by Mr. Niu himself.

Therefore, looking at the heavy snow outside, Lord Niu was a little anxious and asked the postmaster: "How long will this snow last? When can we set off?"

The postmaster rarely met an official from Beijing, so he was very kind: "It's hard to say, sometimes it takes one or two days, sometimes it takes half a month. Sir Niu, don't worry, safety is the most important thing."

The postmaster was kind enough to take out his private collection of the Yunzhou Weekly and hand it to Lord Niu: "This newspaper is very popular. If someone else asks for it, I will never give it to him."

Lord Niu glanced at the content and was instantly shocked: "Didn't they say Yunzhou was very stable? Didn't they say the Tartars were afraid of Gu Nanxi, so they didn't go south this year? How come they started fighting among themselves?!"

The postmaster laughed: "There are times when the upper teeth can break the lower lip. Even family members have their fights, not to mention Yunzhou?"

Lord Niu was a little panicked. Can he still go to Yunzhou? Is it safe?

Lord Niu forced a smile and said dryly, "Suzhou is so close to Yunzhou, aren't you worried at all?"

The postmaster laughed loudly: "With the general here, what do I have to worry about? Yunzhou will not be in chaos!"

Lord Niu sighed, not wanting to tell anyone else about his worries. He glanced outside the door and happened to see a caravan heading from the north to the south.

They walked hurriedly and looked very anxious.

I could vaguely see the goods wrapped in oil paper and small pottery jars on their carriages...

"The latest issue of Yunzhou Weekly is here!"

"There is civil unrest in Yunzhou. The grassland tribes and the people of Yunzhou are fighting!"

"General Gu Nanxi pleads guilty!"

In Kyoto, the hurried people were immediately interested in the newsboy's call and paid five cents to buy a copy of Yunzhou Weekly.

When I opened the newspaper, what caught my eye was Gu Nanxi's letter of apology!

After reading it carefully, I found out that it was the seven grassland tribes that had just joined Yunzhou and the original people of Yunzhou City who had started a quarrel!

"Well, I've said it before, we're not a family, and we can't eat from the same pot! We haven't even celebrated the New Year yet, and we're already quarreling!"

In the Fuquan Teahouse, someone was holding the "Yunzhou Weekly" and giving advice.

The scholar-looking tea drinker stroked his beard, as if he had grasped a wisdom: "General Gu Nanxi has good intentions, but she has taken too big a step. What she did is like our Great Zhou merging several clans together. How can it be done overnight?"

"Of course not. Now she's getting the backlash. Alas, she ruined a good situation by herself!"

Some people laughed at Gu Nanxi, while others were worried about her.

In Baichuan Academy, Su Xuanming was reading the Yunzhou Daily as usual, and was shocked by the content of the page at first glance.

"Auntie..."

Su Xuanming's heart was beating fast and he wished he could fly to his mother immediately.

Is my mother okay? As the governor of Yunzhou, he punished himself by confining himself to his own room for two months. How can he save his face?

Su Xuanming's tears were about to fall.

Su Xuanming felt sad when he thought that during such a lively festival as the Spring Festival, his mother could only stay in the small governor's mansion, lonely and helpless.

Enduring the discomfort, Su Xuanming continued reading the newspaper.

His eyes soon fixed on a piece of music.

"Unity is strength?" Su Xuanming followed the tune and hummed it a few times. Then it was like a flash of golden light, and he suddenly had an epiphany!

"So that's what you mean!" Su Xuanming stood up suddenly!

Therefore, A Niang had already predicted that the emperor would send a military supervisor to Yunzhou!

"Godmother is telling us that military supervision is not a problem! She wants us to unite all the forces that can be united!"

Jiang Guanghai and others came to Baichuan Academy and made the same judgment as Su Xuanming!

Chen Yixuan thought of the letter that Song Zhizhou had written to him, and he understood it by analogy: "On the surface, it's a letter of self-criticism, but in fact it's a call for talents!"

"Those who admire Godmother will go to Yunzhou for refuge! Talented people who can understand Godmother's plan will also go to Yunzhou if they are willing."

After Su Xuanming figured it out, he felt relieved and his eyes were filled with tears: "A gentleman is open and honest, and my mother is plotting something!"

Xiangzhou, Song Mansion, the lights are bright.

Today, Chen Shihai, the son-in-law of the Song family, and his wife, Madam Song, came back to visit the Song Mansion.

The entire Song Mansion held a grand banquet for the two of them.

"Shi Hai, this imperial examination is like a fight between two tigers. The situation in the court is treacherous now. It is a blessing to enter three years later." The head of the Song family is very optimistic about this son-in-law and is very considerate in his words.

Although Chen Shihai was somewhat dissatisfied with the Song family, he was still grateful and said, "Thank you, father-in-law, for your comfort. When I was in Kyoto, I often heard of the name of Baichuan Academy. Unfortunately, I was there for a short time and don't know much about it. Dalang is a student of Baichuan Academy. Are you willing to help me solve my doubts?"

Everyone then turned their attention to Song Zhizhou in the corner.

Song Zhizhou was washing his hands in a copper basin held by a maid. Hearing this, he said coldly without even blinking his eyes: "I don't want to."

"You!" The head of the Song family felt choked up.

Ever since Governor Song came back, the whole Xiangzhou has been in chaos!

Originally, I thought of getting some benefits from him, but I didn't expect that he was secretly opening up trade routes under the banner of the Song family.

By the time the Song family came to their senses, most of their business had already been taken away by him!

After getting such a big advantage, this bastard is not only ungrateful, but also scolds everyone he sees! This is simply outrageous!

"Don't think that you can sleep soundly just because you have Yunzhou Governor Gu Nanxi behind you! Everyone knows that Gu Nanxi has lost the emperor's favor?!" The head of the Chen family made a hidden threat.

Chen Shihai echoed: "Father-in-law is right! Yunzhou was in turmoil, and Gu Nanxi wrote a letter of apology, becoming a joke in the entire Great Zhou."

Madam Song covered her mouth and laughed, "After all, she is a woman, and she can't take responsibility. How can a governor not only not punish the person involved, but also admit his fault? Where is the dignity?"

Madam Song sneered: "One day, sooner or later, everything she does will be for others to do."

These others naturally include the Song family!

Song Zhizhou sneered and said to them, "Bullshit!"

How could these fools understand my godmother's plan?