After binding the loving mother system, I was so bad

After the morning meeting was over, the young emperor did not say whether to send a new governor, whether to send troops to take back Shuozhou, or even whether to issue an imperial edict to reprimand Gu Nanxi.

After Master Tong and Lord Li looked at each other, they returned to their respective residences.

"Madam, you should take your son and daughter-in-law to Jiangnan. Don't bring too many clothes, just some valuable items. If you need anything, you can buy it after you arrive in Jiangnan."

Mrs. Tong was startled and quickly dismissed her trusted maid: "My husband, what happened?"

Grand Tutor Tong sat down and told his wife in detail what had happened in the court today.

"Our official... is only good at bullying others. He knows that Gu Nanxi is good to him, so he keeps taking advantage of him. Now that Gu Nanxi doesn't want to be good to him anymore, he starts to shrink back again."

Mrs. Tong swallowed her saliva and said in an inaudible voice: "My husband, do you mean that Duke Yun will rebel? That's impossible. Isn't Duke Yun the most loyal and patriotic?"

Master Tong patted his wife's head and said meaningfully, "There has to be a limit to bullying honest people. The government teamed up with the Tartars to make Gu Nanxi suffer such a big loss, which has already exhausted all the affection between them."

"At this time, the best option for the emperor is to go all out and destroy Gu Nanxi in one fell swoop, despite the eternal infamy, to eliminate future troubles. But he has neither the courage nor the reputation to sacrifice, so he hesitates."

"Since you don't have the guts to start, you should just do a good job on the surface, be thick-skinned, give out rewards where they are due, and smooth over the relationship. Gu Nanxi's strength has been greatly weakened, and he is under pressure from the title of monarch and subject, so he will not take this opportunity to rebel. Let's stabilize Gu Nanxi for now, and then find a way to eliminate the hidden dangers."

Master Tong sighed deeply, "But the emperor wants to save face and is unwilling to be the first to bow his head. He wants it all, but he has no strength. How can this work?"

Mrs. Tong Taishi was reluctant to let the little cat go in the palace: "My husband, why are you so pessimistic? Even if Duke Yun is the reincarnation of the God of War, our Great Zhou still has 800,000 troops. How can we be sure who will win or lose?"

Master Tong smiled bitterly and said, "It's too late! After Gu Nanxi entered Shuozhou, he neither went south nor withdrew his troops. He did this to spy on the imperial court."

Master Tong rubbed his forehead, feeling exhausted both physically and mentally. There were too many stupid teammates in this group, and it was very difficult to lead them.

"If the emperor decisively dispatches troops at this time, he only needs to let Li Aotian lead the Kyoto Imperial Army to Shuozhou. Gu Nanxi will not go south! At most, she will occupy Shuozhou and refuse to give it up."

"But the government didn't even dare to reprimand, let alone send troops. It's completely cowardly."

Mrs. Tong Taishi was very disappointed: "How can the emperor be so timid?! He has 800,000 troops behind him, what is there to be afraid of?!"

Master Tong: "Because the family knows their own business, how can there be an army of 800,000?! For so many years, the Great Zhou has valued civil over military. Among the 800,000 soldiers, some are just empty payrolls, and some are used as laborers. The only soldiers that can be used are 400,000, which is already the limit."

"Of these 400,000 troops, minus the 100,000 in Yunzhou, 150,000 in the southwest, and 100,000 in Kyoto and its surrounding areas, the remaining 50,000 are distributed in various states and counties. How much can each state and county get?"

Mrs. Tong, the Grand Tutor, gasped. If these were the only soldiers available in each state and county, how could they resist Duke Yun's southward advance?

"Husband, what about the cat?!"

Master Tong looked at him calmly, "I will stay in Kyoto, and Mao'er will be safe. Madam, when you get to Jiangnan, you should make good arrangements. That is the last resort for our Tong family."

"I understand. Don't worry, husband."

The news that Gu Nanxi had occupied Shuozhou eventually spread to the people of Kyoto.

This sounds extremely unreal, and many people's first reaction is that it must be a rumor.

It was not until more and more news came that the people realized that it was true!

Inside Fuquan Teahouse, the tea drinkers were all in panic.

"Didn't those officials say yesterday that Duke Yun was just trying to scare the court and didn't dare to really take action? How come today it has become like he has occupied Shuozhou?"

"Can anyone tell me what this means? Is the general planning a rebellion?"

"I don't understand either! But I see that there is no movement in the palace, and no one is talking about sending out troops or anything like that."

"Could it be that both sides have tacitly agreed that Shuozhou will belong to the general from now on?"

"I don't understand, I really don't understand!"

In the private room on the second floor, Song Dahe, the owner of Fuquan Teahouse, said goodbye.

The host tried to persuade him, "Why are you in such a hurry? Even if Duke Yun really makes a move, it won't hinder you."

Song Da played with the teacup in his hand and said solemnly, "If that day really comes, Kyoto will definitely become a battlefield. The nobles will definitely be able to escape, but where can ordinary people like me run to? Swords have no eyes, I have to think about my wife and daughter."

The host glanced at Song Da and did not try to persuade him to stay: "Where are you going? When are you leaving?"

Song Da took a sip of tea to moisten his dry lips. "We will set off tomorrow to Hezhong County. Mr. Li Mingde is the chief clerk in Hezhong Prefecture, and I will go to him. I haven't sold my shop and house in Kyoto, so I can leave some inheritance for my descendants."

The boss nodded: "Leave the key to me, I'll help you keep an eye on it."

"Thank you!"

The boss watched Song Da leave, feeling mixed emotions.

The next day, before daybreak, a carriage appeared silently at the back door of the Yongchang Marquis' Mansion, stepping on the morning dew.

"I'll leave everything up to Song Lang! Yizu isn't in good health, and this package contains all the herbs he usually uses."

Song Dazheng nodded: "Don't worry, Dalang, I'll take care of everything."

Su Xuanming glanced at the tightly covered car curtains and bowed to Song Da.

Song Da stopped the carriage, turned around and asked, "Su Dalang, you really don't want to go with us?"

Su Dalang's figure was hidden in the shadows, making it impossible to see his expression.

Su Dalang's voice was clear and cold, like a mountain stream: "No, thank you Song Da for your kindness. I don't need to thank you for your kindness! Have a safe trip."

Su Dalang stood where he was, watching the carriage turn the corner and disappear silently, then he closed the back door of the mansion.

"Da Lang, do you really not care about your grandmother?" The old lady of Yongchang Marquis blocked Su Xuanming's way, her round, rosy face full of anger.

"Are you still the good and obedient Dalang? You have ignored grandma over the years, and at the critical moment, the person you want to send away is Cui Sanlun, who is not related to you by blood! Dalang, you have broken grandma's heart!"

Su Xuanming looked at his grandmother in front of him, feeling dazed for a moment.

He supported his grandmother's hand and walked into the courtyard: "Grandma, my father once committed a heinous crime that wiped out our entire family. If it weren't for our ancestor who helped us conceal it, how could you have the peaceful life you have today?"

"Don't worry, grandma. Your grandson won't leave."