Qi Zhuyin's mind was spinning in an instant. She weighed the importance of the left and right sides, and must find the most suitable ally for Qidong in this game. Winning or losing this game is equally important to Qidong. It even determines how long Qi Zhuyin can stay as the military commander in the future.
Qi Zhuyin made up his mind and said, "I haven't discussed it in detail with the officials from the Ministry of War and the Ministry of Revenue, so I don't know the granary reserves in other places. But the harvest in the four counties of Qidong was good last year. If we send troops, we can get together with the other granaries to barely support us for two months."
"As a general, you naturally understand better than the Aijia. If you want to continue deep into the desert, it will take months just to march." The Queen Mother whispered softly, "It is already March, and the spring plowing in the four counties has been delayed. In two months, If you don't come back, the autumn harvest in July will be delayed. It's not that the Ai family is unwilling to send troops, but that they can't send troops. "
Qi Zhuyin seemed to be stumped, and Mingli Hall fell silent again.
The Queen Mother stood up slowly, looked at the ministers in the hall, and said earnestly: "If the Great Zhou's granaries were full, I would fight this war even if Zhu Yin did not ask. But the court is short of money at the moment, and it is really powerless. Moreover, food is the most important thing for the people. If we fight this war, the people in the three places will all starve. Isn't that putting the priorities in the wrong order? Bo Ran, you read the report of the Ministry of Revenue at the beginning of the year, and you are familiar with the situation in various places."
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