I am cannon fodder, but I can hug thighs

"What's the big deal? It's not my money." Lin Jin touched her nose. To be honest, she was the one who got something for nothing. Song Shiqiu paid and she did the work.

Fang Yuzhu said with disdain: "What do you care? Anyway, you are the mistress now, and his money is your money. I have seen your dowry back then. No matter where the dowry came from, it is yours."

Lin Jin gave a thumbs up: "You are awesome, you can do this."

"Why not? Don't be so soft-hearted towards men. Being soft-hearted will bring you bad luck. Men always try to climb up the ladder. Once or twice, they will still remember your kindness, but after a while, they will get used to it and become more demanding!" Fang Yuzhu snorted and rolled her eyes, "Don't be confused!"

Lin Jin felt that she had something else in her words. She was talking about men, but it felt like she was referring to someone in particular: "I understand the truth, but I'm not doing this for him. This is not for the sisters in the Yuanyang Army to have enough food. How can they fight when they are hungry?"

Fang Yuzhu thought about it and said, "Just wait, I will use Yan Sihui's name to get some gold and silver from my parents-in-law. They have nothing but plenty of money."

"Ah?" Lin Jin blinked. She pretended to hesitate as she sold the Zhenbei Marquis Mansion. "Isn't this bad? How much can you get?"

Food is expensive in winter, especially vegetables. But without vegetables she is afraid that these people will lack vitamins. Fruits are fine to satisfy the craving, but vegetables are essential.

"I don't know yet, but it must be a lot." Fang Yuzhu didn't feel bad at all about spending the money of the Zhenbei Marquis' Mansion. After all, it was Yan Sihuai who was leading the Northern Expedition. What's wrong with taking out some food and fodder?

"I'm still short of 1,000 kilograms of vegetables." Lin Jin blinked and told Fang Yuzhu directly, "Can the Marquis' Mansion provide that?"

"It's just a thousand kilograms." Fang Yuzhu raised her chin slightly, indicating that it was no problem. "Don't mention a thousand kilograms, I can also make two thousand kilograms for you."

Lin Jin blinked her eyes, full of admiration: "As expected of you, my Lady Princess. If I had known, I would have told you earlier."

Fang Yuzhu rubbed her arms, looking disgusted: "Who taught you this? Have you always been like this? How on earth could Xi Lilong and the others tolerate a lackey like you?"

Lin Jin: “…”

What's wrong with being a lackey, as long as he's useful!

"I'm just expressing my admiration." Lin Jin realized that he might have been acting a little too hard, so he cleared his throat and adjusted his expression, showing a professional fake smile, "How about this?"

Fang Yuzhu cursed in her heart, and her disdain was slightly reduced: "You are still a dog, but better than before. You were just like a dog that saw a meat bun. I was really afraid that you would eat me directly."

Lin Jin touched his nose with a little embarrassment: "That's not too happy, you know I've been worried about the food and grass at the border for a while, how come Su Chengan has so many soldiers?"

How much food and grass do these people consume in a day? She was afraid that the food would not be enough for them to eat for a day, so she could only buy food desperately. If so many people could not defeat the Turks, she really felt that Su Chengan could retire.

"Then what else? How do you think Da Xia has been invincible for so many years?" Fang Yuzhu didn't think there was anything strange about this. It was a completely normal thing. Otherwise, how could those vassal states surrender willingly and only regard Da Xia as fat meat?

Lin Jin's expression was like a mask of pain. She knew why Daxia looked so poor despite being rich and powerful. All the money was used to support the army. How could ordinary people not be poor? Is Daxia poor? Daxia is really not poor, otherwise it really cannot support so many cavalry. Is Daxia rich? When she thought of the extra victims in winter, she didn't think Daxia was rich.

Daxia has so many soldiers and horses. Where does the money come from? Part of it comes from those noble families, and more of it comes from the national treasury of Daxia. Where does the money for the national treasury come from? Naturally, it comes from the people.

There have been constant small wars in Daxia over the years, but no major wars. Since the army cannot be supported by war and the population cannot be reduced, the people naturally cannot become rich.

"I hope we can destroy the Turks this time." Lin Jin could only hope that after this war, the number of troops in Daxia could be reduced. If all the money was put into the army, what would happen to the people of Daxia? In addition to the armed forces, the economy must be developed, otherwise the people would never be able to live a well-off life.

The north wind was howling, and the White Crane Army rode their horses across the frozen ground in the wind and snow, delivering letters and items from the capital to the military camp.

Lin Jin's letter was delivered to Song Shiqiu the day before the Chinese New Year. In addition to the letter, there were also new clothes. Although the content of the letter was not much, it showed Lin Jin's concern.

Song Shiqiu looked at the brand new clothes and the corners of his lips curled up slightly. In the north, few people take a bath in winter, but today is New Year's Eve. Song Shiqiu asked someone to boil hot water for a bath, and then changed into the new clothes sent by Lin Jin.

After all, it was the Chinese New Year, so the army added a lot of meat dishes, but they did not relax. After all, the Turks' New Year came earlier than theirs, and they were afraid that the Turks would launch a sneak attack during the Chinese New Year.

Xi Lilong looked at Song Shiqiu without armor and sized him up and down: "The Prime Minister is so particular that he didn't forget to change into new clothes even in the North..." She squinted at Song Shiqiu's faint pride and understood, "Was it sent by Lin Liu?"

Oh, no wonder he didn’t wear armor. He was afraid that they wouldn’t be able to tell that he had changed into new clothes.

"What? No one prepared new clothes for General Xi?" Song Shiqiu raised the corners of his lips.

"Song Shiqiu!" Xi Lilong said, and was about to stand up and fight him, but was persuaded by other generals, "You can do it!"

"General Xi, please don't get angry. It's just a joke."

"The Prime Minister is just happy to wear new clothes."

All the generals present, both male and female, had witnessed Xi Lilong's ferocity on the battlefield. She showed no mercy even during training. No one dared to underestimate her skills. This female general was truly proficient in all kinds of martial arts, and could display a murderous aura no matter what weapon she used.

Song Shiqiu was dressed in black with crimson trimmings. Both the stitching and the embroidery were top-grade. Xi Lilong sneered, "Why are you so proud? It's not like Lin Liu made it himself, and you're still happy about it."

Although she didn't know who did it, Lin Liu definitely wasn't that good at needlework.

Song Shiqiu: “…”

"I'm afraid Lin Liu felt embarrassed for not preparing any for you last time, so he asked someone to make new clothes for you." Xi Lilong's words were like poison. He knew what Song Shiqiu cared about, and every strike of his sword was accurate and deadly.

All the generals in the tent didn't dare to say a word. They couldn't afford to offend either of them. The problem was that the two had a good relationship and it was nothing to each other. If they interrupted, it would be really inappropriate.

"General Xi and my wife have such a good relationship, why didn't she write a letter to the general?" Song Shiqiu smiled slowly, "So it's just like that."

"What you say means nothing. Although Lin Liu said nothing, the food and fodder he transported to the Yuanyang Army in the past few months is enough. Our sisters in the Yuanyang Army have gained two kilograms. Why doesn't Lin Liu send cotton clothes, vegetables and fruits to the soldiers recruited by the Prime Minister?" Xi Lilong looked at him with a smile. It didn't matter if he hurt the enemy by a thousand and lost eight hundred of his own. What mattered was that she couldn't lose.

"Oh, maybe the Prime Minister doesn't like it."

The atmosphere in the tent became tense, and everyone wiped their cold sweats silently. It was really hard to stop this fight.