Emperor Cangwu was delighted. "Great! I will appoint you as the commander of the Route Army. Lead the 30,000 troops of the Su family army and the 10,000 troops of the Xishan camp. Go to southern Xinjiang in three days to support the Dingguo army."
"Father, you can't do that."
"Your Majesty, you cannot."
Song Jinxiu and several old ministers said in unison.
Su Mo also said: "Your Majesty, the soldiers in the Xishan camp will not move. Their duty is to guard the capital and protect your Majesty. Why do you want to go to the southern border with me to fight? Your Majesty, don't worry, I can send 10,000 Su family soldiers to the southern border."
"Don't be too aggressive," the emperor frowned and said, "There must be no unrest in the northwest border, otherwise we will be attacked from both sides."
"Your Majesty, rest assured. Our greatest gain from this attack on the Nuhan Kingdom is 10,000 war horses. The Su family army has added 10,000 cavalry. I have ordered the cavalry battalion to patrol day and night and report any disturbance immediately."
After much persuasion, the emperor even ordered the Xishan camp to dispatch thousands of soldiers and horses.
Because the Su family army had to gather and prepare for war, this celebration banquet was not held. However, in order to encourage the morale of the army, the emperor promoted the generals of the Su family army by one level, and those who performed well in the battle of the Nu Khanate were promoted by two levels.
After the morning court session, the Minister of Revenue chased after Su Mo and said, "Duke Zhenguo, the treasury does not have much grain, and a portion has been allocated to the coastal areas for disaster relief. Before the wheat harvest, the soldiers may have to tighten their belts to fight, so it is better to fight a quick battle in southern Xinjiang this time."
Su Mo frowned: "I think General Wei also hopes for a quick victory, but the situation on the battlefield changes rapidly, and we can only act randomly. I hope you can think of a way to provide the soldiers with food."
Why do the soldiers tighten their belts to fight? Song Jinxiu showed dissatisfaction on her face and asked: "Sir, why are you withholding military pay?"
The Minister of Revenue wanted to cry but had no tears. "Your Highness, how dare I withhold the military pay of the soldiers who are defending our country? The treasury is empty and a woman cannot cook without rice!"
"If there is no food, then we can take it from the officials and the rich businessmen. The army will have a steady supply of food. The soldiers are fighting on the front lines, fighting for their country, but they still have to go hungry. How can you say that?"
"So you're saying we need to make it quick and decisive?"
Song Jinxiu had a hunch that a quick victory was not possible. No matter which country or dynasty, as long as the common people got involved, it would be difficult to achieve a quick victory.
Because of this worry, the prophecy of war and the miserable life of the people in Cangwu kept appearing in her mind.
I wonder if the people in southern Xinjiang are also living in poverty now? Would the life and death of a saint make them disregard their livelihoods and launch a war out of anger?
In war, it is always the common people who suffer.
Perhaps it was the difficult life and the instigation of the King of Southern Xinjiang that caused them to rebel?
Song Jinxiu hates war, but sometimes war is for permanent peace.
The King of Southern Xinjiang is a warlike person. In the history of Cangwu, the border of Southern Xinjiang has rarely been peaceful.
If we want peace and prosperity, beautiful mountains and rivers, both the people of Cangwu and the people of southern Xinjiang can live and work in peace and contentment and have a good life. It is necessary to capture the King of Southern Xinjiang.
Only by implementing great unification can we promote the development of people's livelihood.
Song Jinxiu clenched her fists. She wanted to take this opportunity to take over southern Xinjiang.
The purpose of unifying southern Xinjiang is not to enslave the people of southern Xinjiang, so we must not let the people of southern Xinjiang have any resentment. From now on, they will all be the people of Cangwu!
Therefore, the war in southern Xinjiang not only depends on military operations, but also needs to win the hearts of the people and maintain social stability in the future.
Thinking of this, she said to Su Mo: "You leave the palace first. I have something important to discuss with His Majesty."
He looked at Song Jinxiu without any reluctance and strode away. Su Mo couldn't help feeling depressed.
"The horse is leaving." He called after her.
"Okay, you go first and be careful on your way." Song Jinxiu waved her hand without looking back.
Su Mo: ...My heart is broken...
He had to rush back to the border without stopping after leaving the palace. He had to personally arrange and give instructions on assembling the troops and arranging the border defense before he could feel at ease.
I had only time to talk to the little girl along the way. I didn't expect that she didn't feel sad at all. Instead, I felt like the resentful woman who sent her lover to the battlefield.
Never mind. This girl is still young and hasn't figured it out yet. Besides, she is His Majesty's right-hand man and the head of all officials. It's normal for her not to have time for love affairs.
Su Mo suppressed the reluctance that was surging in his heart, reluctant to leave, and strode out of the palace and rode away on horseback.
On the roadside, Zhang Jingyao was carrying a food box. When she saw Su Mo leaving the palace, she hurried to greet him.
Then, the horse galloped past, and she opened her mouth to say "Brother Su" but failed to say it out loud, and she swallowed a mouthful of dirt.
Cui Zixuan booked the entire East Street Restaurant to treat the heroes to dinner.
Several chefs and helpers were busy in the restaurant. The prepared meals were placed in a row of large vats, covered with wooden lids to keep them warm. The row of large vats were steaming, just waiting for the soldiers to arrive so that they could be packaged out one by one.
Song Jinxiu hurried into the imperial study. Liu Renxiu glanced at her and asked, "Why did you come back instead of talking to the Duke of Zhenguo?"
Song Jinxiu: Does it smell like vinegar?
She knelt down with a gloomy face and kowtowed, saying, "Father, although the Saint of Southern Border is dead, there are many people in Southern Border who raise Gu, so we have to be on guard. Moreover, the Saint of Southern Border died because of me, so I request that I go to Southern Border with you as Princess Kangle to supervise the army."
Emperor Liu Renxiu's heart tightened. Of course he knew that Su Mo stayed overnight at Princess Kangle's mansion. He heard that the girl's mother treated Mo'er very kindly. Perhaps the mother-in-law felt both distressed and satisfied when seeing her son-in-law?
He thought about the mutual affection between the two, and it was inevitable that he felt bitter.
But he knew that he should let go. The child kept calling him "father" every day, and he knew that there was only father and daughter, only monarch and subject between them, and he didn't want to think about anything else.
But this girl is going to the battlefield in Southern Xinjiang. Is it because of Su Mo?
"You're actually going to Southern Xinjiang for him?"
Song Jinxiu looked at the emperor and saw a hurt look in his eyes. She was startled and stepped forward quickly to hold the table in front of the emperor.
He whispered, "Father, although I like the Duke of Zhenguo, national affairs are not a joke. The reason why I asked to supervise the army is also for your sake."
Having said that, she dipped her finger in the tea on the table and wrote eight words on the table: Calm the army and comfort the people.
Liu Renxiu's face suddenly turned pale.
He understood how to calm the army's morale. This child was the savior of General Dingguo Wei Qiliang and the darling of Zhenguogong Su Mo. Only with this child could the emotions of the two armies be balanced and the running-in time of the two armies be reduced.
But he was still unhappy, frowning and saying: "Could it be that they still have the heart to fight for Cangwu's survival?"
Song Jinxiu shook her head: "Of course I don't have this intention, but an army has its own combat habits. Sometimes they may have good intentions, but they just have different opinions and habits."
Liu Renxiu pointed at the words "pacify the people" and asked, "What does this mean? Whose people are you pacifying? Are they from southern Xinjiang? You are the princess of Cangwu."
Seeing that Emperor Cangwu was actually being unreasonable, Song Jinxiu couldn't help but sigh.
She never thought that her charm could make His Majesty, who was diligent and caring for the people, lose his composure.
She nodded seriously and said, "Father, this is not good for the people of Southern Xinjiang. This will be good for the people of Cangwu in the future. I don't want the people of Cangwu to hate you. I love Princess Cangwu. It is most appropriate for me to go to Southern Xinjiang."
Liu Renxiu was shocked: "You want to take over Southern Xinjiang?"
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