"It’s precisely because I believe Little General Song and Young Master Xuan Yuan cannot hold the main attacking city that I suggest sending them to the west."
Mo Shu spoke calmly.
As soon as these words were uttered, Song Gu and Xuanyuan Yichuan were sowhat displeased.
If the old man Han Taiwei had said it, they could still accept it.
But coming from Mo Shu, it wasn’t sothing they were particularly convinced of.
The two of them looked towards Mo Shu.
Mo Shu smiled lightly and said, "But, if they strike from the west, it will cost them dearly in both manpower and resources. Judging by the strength of those two countries, this possibility is slim. If they truly do this, it would be more loss than gain."
"And as for Little General Song and Young Master Xuan Yuan, though renowned at a young age, they still lack real combat experience. Defending the west, though a bit of an overkill, can also help to calm the people and allow them to gain so experience."
Mo Shu continued, "I predict they should primarily attack the north. Firstly, the north has already been greatly weakened, and secondly, Hulong Country is only a few dozen miles from the north, which will minimize the losses in money and manpower."
Mo Shu looked at them, "And General Song and the northern commander are from the Song Family, so their level of cooperation will naturally be high, significantly increasing their chances of victory. Therefore, letting Marquis Xuan Yuan stay in the capital is wise, and the reason for sending Qiao Cang with General Song is because you all don’t trust him. Although I’m sure he can win, since you see it as a risk, let him accompany General Song."
"Nonsense," Han Taiwei appeared very angry, "How can such a significant matter be treated so lightly!"
"What does Pri Minister Wen think?" Mo Shu looked towards Pri Minister Wen.
Pri Minister Wen furrowed his brows, glancing at Han Taiwei.
Han Taiwei was just as stubborn, looking at Pri Minister Wen, clearly hoping he would take his side.
But Pri Minister Wen looked around at everyone, finally fixing his gaze on the Emperor, "This matter, it’s best for Your Majesty to decide."
Han Taiwei glared, cursing him silently as an old fox!
He actually passed the decision back to the Emperor!
The Emperor loved this daughter, could he refuse Princess Mo’s words?
Sure enough, the Emperor quickly said, "In that case, let’s go with the Princess’s words."
Mo Shu smiled, "Thank you, Father!"
Han Taiwei hurried to say, "Your Majesty..."
"Enough, let’s adjourn," the Emperor turned, "You all must be tired, go back and rest well, Grandpa Shen."
"I am here." Grandpa Shen imdiately stepped forward, already understanding the situation.
"Draft my decree, appoint the Prince Consort as the Deputy General for the northern expedition, to accompany General Song for reinforcents."
"Yes."
Seeing this, Han Taiwei felt a lump in his throat.
Especially since Pri Minister Wen, the highest official here, had spoken, and the Emperor was so resolute, he had no choice but to give up.
After leaving the Imperial Study Room, Han Taiwei angrily stopped Pri Minister Wen and said, "Pri Minister, why didn’t you oppose?"
Pri Minister Wen stroked his beard and said, "This Prince Consort indeed is skilled in both literature and martial arts. I have read his essays, he has righteousness at heart, is straightforward, and is also quite wise. His martial arts are high, and with General Song by his side, there shouldn’t be any major issues, Han Taiwei, don’t worry!"
Han Taiwei wanted to say more, but Pri Minister Wen was already surrounded by others.
The decree appointing Yu Siqiao to head north ca quickly, arriving at the Princess Palace just after Mo Shu.
Yu Siqiao received the decree and was to leave the capital the next day.
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