After rebirth, the daughter of the marquisate went crazy

Gu Changyun led his men to open the granary. Seeing that the three granaries were full, it was no wonder that Zhu Chengyi said so casually that it was more than enough to supply the Northern Border Army with food for a month.

Gu Yuanchen gritted his teeth in hatred, "With so much food, Zheng Honglin not only didn't provide relief to the victims, but he even had the nerve to ask the court for relief grain!"

Gu Changyun frowned and thought, "Even the grain harvested last year didn't have this much. Where did Zheng Honglin get so much grain?"

Yanzhou is located in the northern border and its grain production is not high. The grain collected from all the areas under Yanzhou's jurisdiction cannot fill two granaries.

Gu Tingyuan's handsome face was cold, and his tone was icy. "He must have stockpiled a lot of food himself."

But why did Zheng Honglin stockpile so much food?

A flash of inspiration came to Ye Qingyu's mind, but it disappeared in an instant.

Gu Changyun sneered, "Who said he hoarded it? It's in the government granary, so it belongs to the court. Now we have food, so we don't have to worry about the soldiers going hungry. I don't want to see how those Turkic bastards can get away with it. I can wear them out!"

Ye Qingyu smiled brightly, "Uncle, we have food, why do we still need to fight?"

Gu Changyun was stunned. "You kid, only when there is food and the soldiers have food to eat can they have the strength to fight. What are you talking about?"

Ye Qingyu smiled and said, "Yes, soldiers need food to have the strength to fight. The Turks attacked Pingliang City just to get food. If we sell food to them, is there any point in fighting this war?"

As soon as Ye Qingyu said this, everyone was stunned!

Gu Tingyuan was the one who reacted the fastest. They now had food and could use it to trade with the Turks. War would consume manpower and material resources anyway. If they could resolve the dispute through trade, that would be the best!

He didn't expect that his little cousin, who looked delicate and gentle, was so smart!

Gu Changyun was also shocked by his niece's intelligence, but he still shook his head. "This food belongs to the imperial court. We use it to feed the officers and soldiers. The emperor won't say anything. After all, the imperial court owes the Northern Border Army food and fodder. But if we use it to trade with the Turks, we won't get it."

Gu Yuanchen's eyes shone brightly, "Father, we have food, we don't need these!"

Gu Yuanchen looked at Ye Qingyu with admiration. His little cousin was really amazing. How did she come up with such a good idea? Not only would his father be safe, but the soldiers would also not suffer any casualties. A war would be resolved without bloodshed, which was the highest pursuit for a general!

Gu Changyun and Gu Tingyuan looked at Gu Yuanchen, not understanding what he meant. Where else could they get food except here? Was he going to trade the remaining food in the Pingliang City military camp? But that little bit of food, if given to the Turks, would not be for negotiation, but for humiliation.

Gu Yuanchen was a little excited. "Father, brother, my cousin and I hurried back from Kyoto because we knew the military camp was running low on food. Kyoto had just transferred all the food it could to the south, and we came here to deliver it!"

This really shocked Gu Changyun and Gu Tingyuan!

Especially Gu Tingyuan. Before this, he did not believe what his brother and cousin said in the dream. Just to be on the safe side, he joined them in mobilizing troops to surround Yuyinfang and capture Zhu Chengyi and Zheng Honglin.

Just because of what my cousin said, there is food in Yanzhou Prefecture.

I won’t tell you how my cousin knew that the army was short of food. My father first sent out a battle report and found that the food was not enough to last for ten days, so he sent out an urgent report asking for food a few days ago.

By that time, they should be almost reaching Yanzhou. How would they have the time to prepare food?

"You, where did you get the food?" Gu Changyun was a little confused for a moment.

Before this, he was still anxious because the court had not responded to the issue of grain and fodder, and Yanzhou Prefecture had no extra grain to lend him, and he was so anxious that he couldn't eat. Now, not only did he have three full granaries of grain to feed his army, but was there any other grain he could trade with the Turks?

Is he dreaming?

Ye Qingyu smiled sweetly. "Three hundred thousand dan of grain arrived in Yanzhou before the heavy snow in the northern border. It's just outside Yanzhou City. I think three hundred thousand dan of grain is a considerable amount for the Turks. As long as they get through this snowstorm and the weather warms up, life will get better. The Turks also have wives and children. If it weren't for survival, no one would be willing to risk their lives just to grab a few grains."

Yes, the Turks are also human beings. They are more saddened by the snow disaster than the people of the Great Xia Dynasty. Who would want to fight when they can have peaceful and tranquil days?

Gu Changyun pondered, "If there really is food trade with the Turks, they should withdraw their troops."

"But we are good at fighting, but we are no match for these rough guys in business."

Ye Qingyu smiled and said, "That's easy, Shao An."

Shao An walked in and bowed, "I'm here, greeting the Master and the Young Master."

"Leave the business matters to Shao An, that's what he's good at. Big uncle can just be in charge of the front line. As for what Big uncle wants to exchange the food for with the Turks, that's something you two need to discuss. I really don't know much about the Turks."

Gu Changyun's resolute face instantly brightened up, "Okay, that's great."

Kyoto, Imperial Palace, Imperial Study.

The Left Vice Minister and Right Vice Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, the Minister of War, the Left Vice Minister and Right Vice Minister of the Ministry of War, the Duke of Zhenguo, the Fourth Prince, the Fifth Prince, and even the King of Chu Shen Yanli were all present.

Emperor Jingyou rubbed his brows with an ugly look on his face. He threw the memorial in his hand fiercely in front of the left and right assistant ministers of the Ministry of Revenue who were kneeling below him.

"This is what you told me!"

"I asked you to gather food and fodder, and you only gave me this little: 10,000 dan of grain. Are you going to let the soldiers at the border starve?"

The Left and Right Vice Ministers of the Ministry of Revenue fell to the ground, sweating profusely. "Your Majesty, it is our incompetence!"

Emperor Jingyou's face turned dark blue. He glanced at the Fifth Prince who was standing aside like a quail, and his anger surged, "Fifth Prince!"

The Fifth Prince shuddered with fear, "Father, I will do my utmost to help the Ministry of Revenue raise food and fodder."

The fifth prince knew that he was now extremely unpopular in the eyes of his father. If it were not for the rule of his uncle who was the Minister of Revenue, the food in the three granaries in Kyoto would not have disappeared, and the floods in the south of the Yangtze River and the wars in the north would not have made the food and grass shortage so difficult.

The emperor looked at him coldly, "You can, but where are the food supplies? Don't give me your lip service."

The Fifth Prince broke out in a cold sweat. "Father, most of the food and fodder around Kyoto has been shipped south due to the floods in the south. It will take more than a day to raise enough food and fodder for 100,000 soldiers at the border. Please give me a few more days."