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Piao Xue Zhu surveyed the exquisite treasures within the palace, her gaze sweeping over various glass bowls and rare porcelain. These porcelain pieces, if taken out, could easily be exchanged for gold and silver, but trading them for grain and weapons was nearly impossible.
In times of war, the Ministry of Revenue had already conducted precise allocations of available grain. The common people had no surplus to offer, and even the grain from the landlords had been seized by the armies of Lingnan King and Langya Prince. In other words, even if Su Qianxue brought gold and silver, she would struggle to acquire much grain.
The supplies for Lin Qingyue's army still came from Jiang Han. Without Jiang Han, Lin Qingyue would not only lack enough provisions to become a general but would also struggle to maintain her position. The same applied to weapons; the amount of iron that could be mined was limited and had already been allocated. Lingnan King, Langya Prince, and generals like Lin Qingyue all received fixed distributions. It was nearly impossible to obtain more iron to forge weapons and armor.
Only Jiang Han could provide these resources to Su Qianxue.
Su Qianxue rose slightly, her Dragon Robe shimmering as it concealed her curvaceous figure, exuding an air of brilliance with every movement. She stepped forward gracefully, crossing the soft woolen carpet to stand before the cabinet housing royal treasures. Her eyes roamed over the Emerald Jewelry, Ruby Necklace, Longquan Celadon, Dunhua White Porcelain, and more.
Her father had left behind so many treasures; surely he did not intend for them to remain here forever! Piao Xue, do you think that if I were to sell all these items left by my father in exchange for weapons and grain, he would blame me?
Su Qianxue's voice was soft, yet her expression conveyed an undeniable determination that brooked no dissent.
Piao Xue Zhu immediately stood up. Everything within the palace—and indeed throughout the entire Great Zhou—belonged to Her Majesty. If the late Emperor knew that she wished to use these treasures to restore the realm, he would surely be pleased. These treasures were meant for such purposes; since Her Majesty was willing, she could generously offer them to Jiang Han in exchange for urgently needed grain and weapons!
Within the vast palace filled with treasures, they had previously refrained from using them because even if sold for money, that money could not buy grain or weapons. Now, Su Qianxue had decided to bear the blame of selling royal treasures left by the late Emperor in order to acquire necessary supplies.
Since you support me! Then in three days' time, we shall go to Jiang Han!
Langya Prince has been too arrogant in court for far too long!
A fierce determination shone in Su Qianxue's eyes as she harbored thoughts of vengeance against Langya Prince. Previously, when Langya Dynasty's officials were arrogant, she felt utterly powerless. As an Empress without support from powerful ministers or military generals, she had little choice but to endure their arrogance. Even her attempts to develop her own influence were thwarted by a lack of grain and weapons.
Now that she had Jiang Han on her side, everything was different!
"Lin Manor!"
"What did you say?"
Jiang Han produced a Compressed Biscuit.
Lin Qingyue took a piece from her subordinate and began to eat it as instructed. After just a small bite, she felt a slight bloating in her abdomen, a sensation of fullness that left her astonished.
This small Compressed Biscuit, barely the size of a palm, could rival the sustenance of three pounds of food! With such a long shelf life, that damned Jiang Han had never mentioned he possessed such military rations!
Furious, Lin Qingyue drew her sword and swung it fiercely, slicing through the curtain beside her. Her exquisite face was filled with an expression of murderous intent and determination. As a general commanding an army, how could she be unaware of the situation regarding military supplies?
The rations for two hundred thousand troops required astronomical numbers! Each elite soldier needed to be guaranteed one pound of rice, half a pound of meat, and half a pound of vegetables daily.
Calculating it out, that amounted to two pounds. In the case of intense combat, they would require an additional half pound of meat and half pound of rice. Thus, on the front lines, each elite soldier consumed three pounds of supplies daily! If stationed defensively, each would still need two pounds.
Now, this palm-sized Compressed Biscuit weighed about three ounces but could provide the equivalent nourishment of three pounds! It was as if the effectiveness of military rations had increased tenfold!
Lin Qingyue couldn't help but feel anger rise within her at the thought that Jiang Han possessed such military supplies yet had never informed her. Now he brazenly brought them out for sale, using her fiancé Che Chengyun as a promotional tool—this was simply an intentional humiliation!
Jiang Han! Jiang Han! I never expected you to have such ruthless tactics; I underestimated you!
However, I will definitely get my hands on your Compressed Biscuit! This kind of military ration is something I, Lin Qingyue, must possess!
"Sister!"
Jiang Han has Compressed Biscuits! Lin Qingyue's brother, Lin Yueming, rushed over quickly.
Lin Yueming couldn't help but murmur, "This military supply is ten times better than any other. What are we going to do?"
He looked at Lin Qingyue, remembering that it was his sister who had called off the engagement with Jiang Han. If the engagement had not been broken, the Lin family would have been able to secure such a supply of military provisions. This would have significantly boosted the combat strength of the Lin family's army, possibly even surpassing that of the Langya Prince. But now, all hope was lost.
"Third Brother, what's wrong?" Lin Qingyue turned to Lin Mingyue.
Lin Mingyue thought for a moment, his eyes darting as he tentatively suggested, "Sister, you are still unmarried and remain untouched. Why don't we consider Jiang Han again?"
Today, Lin Mingyue had heard about the confrontation between Jiang Han and Che Chengyun. Jiang Han had completely overwhelmed Che Chengyun!
No matter how one looked at it, this heir, Che Chengyun, had suffered two defeats at the hands of Jiang Han!
He paused for a moment to observe his sister's expression and noticed no change. He continued, "So for our Lin family, perhaps Jiang Han's role is more significant. Marrying Che Chengyun would make you a princess, but that's in the future! If you marry Jiang Han, who knows? You might even become a queen!"
"If you agree, I can go talk to Jiang Han and retract the annulment. What do you think?"
Lin Qingyue could no longer contain her frustration. She pointed her sword at Lin Mingyue and exclaimed angrily, "Third Brother, you were the most excited when I sought to break off the engagement with Jiang Han! Che Chengyun was introduced to me by you! Now you want me to go back and find Jiang Han? Wouldn't that just make me a laughingstock in front of everyone?"
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