Chen Kun glared fiercely at the big, dumb guy.

"Nonsense! So what if the guards are weak? Qin Yue Zhao could kill that bearded man in one move. All of you combined wouldn't be a match for her. If you want to die, go die!"

"So we're just going to wait here?" the big, dumb guy retorted, his eyes truly bloodshot with hunger.

Chen Kun gritted his teeth. "Wasn't she supposed to be doing disaster relief and distributing porridge? How much food could she possibly have?"

"Let's spread this news now and let the Northern Barbarian army invade. Isn't Qin Yuezhao supposed to love her people like her own children? I want to see how she deals with it!"

"You few go to the General's Mansion to collect water and keep an eye on this area. I'll make the arrangements."

The group nodded.

After everyone had left, Wu Sanlang grabbed Chen Kun's arm and said mysteriously, "Sir, Steward Chen said that Qin Yuezhao really managed to persuade the gods, saying that the grain was a gift from the gods."

Chen Kun stared wide-eyed in disbelief.

"A deity? Qin Yue Zhao has become a god?"

Rumor has it that Qin Yue Zhao is a goddess from nine kingdoms. Is it true?

Wu Sanlang nodded.

Chen Kun thought for a moment and then instructed, "Don't tell anyone about this. Keep a close eye on the General's Mansion. You'll benefit from it!"

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General's Mansion.

Looking at the yard full of rice and flour, Qin Yue Zhao was filled with excitement, her eyes shining.

The bright white rice, packaged in white bags, was particularly dazzling under the sunlight.

Even from a distance of more than ten meters, you can smell the aroma of rice permeating the air.

Even though she was a princess, the last time she saw so much rice was in the largest granary in Kyoto.

Yesterday, she handed over the first batch of food sent by the gods to the cooks, instructing them to cook it all for the soldiers.

The soldiers ate and wept at the same time, creating an extremely oppressive atmosphere.

Everyone assumed that the princess had taken out the last of the palace's food supplies to reward the army.

Having just experienced a life-or-death battle, all the soldiers believed that the princess intended to fight to the death.

After all, with fewer than 50,000 men, how could they possibly stand against the 300,000-strong army of the Northern Barbarians?

Even if they risked their lives to break through the encirclement, they wouldn't be able to survive in the current nationwide famine.

But to my surprise, the water came back on today.

In the morning, there are steamed buns, preserved vegetable and braised pork rice, fried dough sticks and roujiamo (Chinese hamburger), as well as pickled vegetables.

Vegetables with added salt, cooked with grass roots and tree bark, even made the most unpalatable grass root porridge delicious.

All the soldiers rallied their spirits, and their previously despairing hearts saw hope again!

Butler Chen was also incredulous. Even when he was in the Princess's Mansion in Kyoto, where he was responsible for purchasing grains for the entire mansion, he had never seen such white, translucent, and plump rice.

He scooped up a handful of rice grains and buried his entire face in them.

This aura truly stirred his heart.

At this moment, Huo Tingye walked in with his deputy.

Upon seeing the mountain of grain, several people knelt down in the direction of the treasure basin from a distance.

Huo Tingye's lips trembled, and after a long silence, he said in a hoarse voice:

"May the gods bless us. Huo Tingye, commander of the Huo family army, will remember this. If our army can defeat the Northern Barbarians this time, Huo Tingye is willing to offer all his wealth to the gods."

After saying that, he kowtowed several times with utmost sincerity.

The lieutenants behind him also had tears in their eyes and kowtowed in response.

In fact, ever since Liangcheng was besieged, Huo Tingye could have easily fought his way out for the princess with tens of thousands of troops.

But if that were the case, the 100,000 people of Liangcheng would surely suffer ravages, and dozens of cities along the border would be lost.

Fortunately, Heaven had mercy and couldn't bear to see such a thing happen.