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Chapter 223 Add some people to him!

The intention to retreat has just emerged.

Zheng He hurriedly shook his head again.

I am not here to help General Wei solve his problems, but to let him solve his problems for me.

The only thing you have to do is complain. As for what troubles the other party has, why should you consider it?

"General, Mo Jiang is helpless. I have tried every possible way, but I still can't deal with that brat Song Yuan!"

Zheng He's face fell and he spoke bitterly.

"No matter what I do, I can't compete with a prince in terms of financial resources!"

"General, you're also a leader. Think about it, your own men can't even eat and drink as well as others, and they're completely outmatched. How can you win their support under such circumstances?"

"No matter how strict I am in leading the army, in the end I still can't defeat the people's hearts!"

After hearing Zheng He's explanation, General Wei's face darkened and he felt somewhat helpless.

I have to say that what Zheng He said was indeed true.

Even if I were in his position, I would probably just be staring blankly in the end.

This guy Song Yuan uses money to buy people's hearts.

But this seemingly simple trick is actually the most effective.

More importantly, why would Prince Song Yuan do this?

For a moment, General Wei couldn't help but think of what the prince had said before, and doubts began to arise in his heart.

Look.

What the prince said before about Song Yuan wanting to rebel might be true!

This prince is so bold that he clearly doesn't take himself seriously by doing this.

Exactly.

This approach is impeccable, and there is nothing wrong with Song Yuan giving his men extra food.

As for what others think, even he cannot control it.

Even if General Wei wanted to make a fuss about this matter, in the end, his wish would be dashed and he would get himself into trouble.

Even General Wei couldn't stop it.

It's their own money that they spend, and it's not up to you to control it, right?

I have money and I am willing to do it.

Who can control it?

Such a conspiracy may seem simple, but it is actually terrifying.

Even General Wei felt his scalp tingling at this moment.

The most urgent thing is how to break the deadlock?

Especially in this matter, as the general of the entire border, I must maintain fairness and must not show any favoritism.

In order to keep things fair, we must not offend Song Yuan.

With so many restrictions, even though Wei had led troops for many years, he couldn't come up with a perfect solution for a long time.

For a moment, General Wei couldn't help scratching his head and thinking hard in his mind.

Just when he was feeling depressed, his eyes suddenly brightened.

Doesn’t Song Yuan want soldiers?

Then give it to him yourself!

Some things, beyond a certain level, are no longer opportunities but burdens!

"Let me ask you, based on the information you have, how much does the prince's staff spend on food and drink every month?"

In order to verify the details of the matter, General Wei asked immediately.

Hearing this, Zheng He frowned slightly. Is this going to allocate funds to him?

"General, I did some calculations before I came here. The prince now has over 30,000 men under his command. Their monthly food and drink, including chicken, duck, fish, meat, and other fine grains, should cost around 50,000 taels of silver!"

Zheng He has indeed done a lot of work and statistics in this regard. Nowadays, the temperature in the border areas is still acceptable, and the food consumed by Song Yuan's men is mainly chicken and duck.

But once winter comes, transportation becomes a big problem and the prices of chickens and ducks will naturally rise.

In the end, cattle and sheep still have to be the main focus.

In this way, it is said that each person consumes half a sheep per month.

The meat alone would probably cost more than 30,000 taels of silver.

Adding those fine grains and fruits, I'm afraid even 50,000 taels of silver may not be enough to get them.

Taking into account the burden on General Wei, Zheng He came up with a relatively conservative figure.

Unfortunately, Zheng He guessed wrongly what General Wei meant. The other party frowned and spoke with narrowed eyes.

"It's only 30,000 people. How long do you think this can last, considering the prince's wealth?"

"General, from what I understand, the prince's family background is unfathomable. After all, when he left the Imperial City, even His Majesty personally saw him off!"

"I think if Your Majesty really grits his teeth, he might be able to hold on even for a year!"

Fifty thousand taels of silver per month would only be six or seven hundred thousand taels of silver per year.

It is definitely an astronomical figure for others, but for the prince, it may not be fatal.

What’s more crucial is that if the current situation continues to develop, it won’t even take a year before all the soldiers under his command will run away.

Perhaps Song Yuan only needs to persist for three or four months to completely control the situation.

If we really cut down on food at that time, as long as it is better than before, I'm afraid the soldiers won't complain.

In this way, Song Yuan can hold on longer.

"With 30,000 people, he can hold out for a year, but if it's 150,000 people, how long do you think this prince can hold out?"

Just as Zheng He was thinking about it, General Wei suddenly spoke.

As soon as these words were spoken, Zheng He's eyes showed a hint of confusion.

What does the general mean by suddenly saying this?

As if to explain, the general muttered in front of Zheng He.

"I was just thinking, the total number of our soldiers stationed in the frontier farming areas is only about 150,000, right? If all of them..."

General Wei stopped talking halfway through his words, but with this reminder, Zheng He had already thought of the second half of the words.

If all these people were brought under Song Yuan's command, how much combat power could these mere soldiers farming in the fields add to his army?

More importantly, doing so would greatly consume Song Yuan's wealth.

With the number of people increasing fivefold, it is still unknown whether the money in Song Yuan's hands can last for two months.

Naturally, there is no need to talk about the future!

Thinking of this, Zheng He shuddered, and a hint of joy appeared in his pupils as he looked at General Wei.

"The general is far-sighted and foresighted. We admire him!"

……

Because of catching a cold, Song Yuan hid in the room for two days.

It was mainly because of Situ Jing’s request.

Before leaving, the lady threatened Song Yuan that if he dared to go out again, she would give him a good beating.

Considering the urgency of time, Song Yuan simply stayed in bed every day and endured for two and a half days before finally recovering.

When Song Yuan walked out of the room again, everything in front of him had changed drastically.

The original desolation turned into a blanket of snow.

Everything was white in sight. When I walked out of the palace gate, the snow had even piled up to my ankles.

"The weather changes so quickly!"

Thinking that things had completely changed in just two days, as if a quarter had passed, Song Yuan couldn't help but pout and complain.

"I'm afraid I'll have even less time now!"