"No!"
When the Minister of Revenue saw that Xie Yuan was so easy to talk to, he actually forgot how Xie Yuan had made him feel so ashamed just now.
He refused once again with unwavering resolve!
Of course, after saying "no," the Minister of Revenue quickly explained, "Your Majesty, I would never have deliberately refused; there is truly another reason!"
"Although His Majesty brought 300,000 shi of grain with him on his expedition, there will inevitably be unpleasant situations and accidents during the transportation of the grain!"
"Furthermore, I have only prepared a ten-month supply for Your Majesty!"
"If the battle at the front goes poorly and the fighting drags on, we will definitely run out of food!"
"We are powerless to assist His Majesty in leading the expedition and in matters of battle, but we must ensure the supply of provisions!"
The Minister of Revenue presented Xie Yuan with a difficult choice—
On one side is your husband, and the war needs food;
On the other side is Heyin County, which you've never even heard of, and it needs food for disaster relief.
Both the military situation and the disaster situation are very serious.
The hierarchy and the closeness of relationships are all laid bare.
Your Majesty, please choose for yourself.
Xie Yuan: ...Sorry! I won't choose any of them!
"Five years ago, how much grain did the late emperor consume during his campaign against the Turks?"
Xie Yuan directly asked a question.
The Minister of Revenue was dumbfounded again. Wasn't the conversation about the disaster in Heyin County and the current emperor's personal expedition? How did it turn into talking about the late emperor?
Also, how could I possibly remember the food and supplies consumed when we went out to fight five years ago?
Xie Yuan curled his lips into a mocking smile. "Minister Li, don't you remember? Should we go back and look through the files?"
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