The border generals were already emaciated from hunger, and they all felt aggrieved. It would be understandable if they died on the battlefield, but if they starved to death instead of fighting, it would be truly indescribable and a great loss.
The emperor was also anxious, but he was helpless. For the past two days, Emperor Taikang had been unable to close his eyes or sleep, and the white hairs at his temples had appeared. He looked as if he had aged ten years.
Xingxing also learned the news from Zhang Xiantao, who in turn learned it from Madam Zhang's letter. Madam Zhang, in turn, learned it from General Zhang. General Zhang was guarding the northern border, so he was better informed. He received the news before the flood in Xiyan City had receded, knowing that the northwest border had run out of food and that even warhorses had been killed for meat.
General Zhang wanted to provide some assistance, but the soldiers in the north didn't even have enough food to eat themselves, so how could they have any surplus to support the soldiers in the northwest?
"Why does General Zhang tell Madam Zhang everything?" Such important political matters are being treated too lightly by the general.
"Shh, Princess, you can't tell anyone about this. My mother is very tight-lipped and won't spread the word. She'll keep this news to herself. My father doesn't tell my mother everything either. Actually, he wanted my mother to pass the news to the Emperor, but who knew that the news from Xiyan City reached the palace before my mother did." Zhang Xiantao explained after a lot of effort.
Xingxing indicated that she understood and did not ask any further questions. With a serious expression, she began to think of a way to explain. The sweet potatoes, corn, and pumpkins planted in her space were just a drop in the ocean and could not solve the immediate problem at all.
Disasters are raging in various places, and local governments cannot open their granaries to borrow grain to send to the border. Alas, every road leads to a dead end. Does Heaven really want to destroy our Great Jin?
That night, Zhu Lin came to Xingxing's wooden house. The boy took out a pill and said, "This can be used to solve our food shortage problem."
"What is this? Is it a pill that can restore strength? But all medicines have some toxicity. Won't the soldiers suffer side effects if they take too much?" Xingxing looked at the pill and thought it was the same kind that had been given to the people before.
“Eating this won’t cause any discomfort. This is a fasting pill; it can only be made from herbs found in this space. It can’t be found anywhere else.” Zhu Lin’s peach blossom eyes revealed her seriousness.
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