A messenger walked in quickly.

"In the name of His Majesty, I will bring him here."

The messenger's words were like a stone falling on the surface of a calm lake, causing ripples in the court hall.

All the people in the hall looked at each other and discussed in low voices. They didn't expect His Majesty to actually invite someone here.

Could it be that there are really great talents in this marketplace?

But why never heard of it.

Sister Zheng waved her hand lightly, and through the hanging bead curtain, she opened her mouth slightly and said, "Show him in."

"promise!"

The messenger bowed and retreated.

Not long after, a sound of footsteps came from far to near.

Li Si and the others turned their heads one after another and looked at the door of the hall, wanting to see who this great talent His Majesty had placed high hopes on was.

After a moment.

Suddenly a person walked in from outside the hall. This person had a handsome face, star-like eyes, hair tied into a crown, and a fluttering white dress. He had the demeanor of a nobleman in troubled times.

This person is so young, everyone in the hall was surprised.

I thought that the great talent His Majesty was talking about was a gray old man, but I didn't expect it to be a young man who was below the rank of a weak crown. Is such a young boy really a great talent?

Moreover, although the boy's skin looks pretty good, he stared blankly at the pillars of the main hall, "Is this the earliest place of anti-killing in the legend?"

With such unintelligible words in his mouth, he doesn't look very smart.

"My lord, don't be rude when you see His Majesty." Seeing that Bai Su was in a daze, the envoy at the side hurriedly reminded him in a low voice.

Bai Su was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly followed the etiquette that the envoy had taught him just now, bowing and saluting: "Craftsman Bai Su, I have seen Your Majesty."

Sister Zheng smiled and did not speak. Through the falling bead curtain, she glanced at Bai Su with great interest, and gently waved her hand to signal him to get up.

"Thank... Your Majesty."

Bai Su heaved a sigh of relief, glanced nervously at the slim figure sitting on the throne far away, and swallowed subconsciously.

This is the rumored master of millions, the one emperor through the ages that no one in the world dares to obey, it is really extraordinary and makes people nervous.

Although he couldn't see her face through the falling bead curtain, he could still feel her gaze. An inexplicable pressure made his heart beat slightly faster.

However, I don't know if it's my illusion, but I always feel that this figure in the dragon robe looks familiar.

Sister Zheng looked at Bai Su's restrained look, and couldn't help but feel a little amused in her heart.

Even though he was in front of him, he dared to do such a presumptuous act. Now that he just changed his clothes, he looked nervous.

Is he in awe of himself, or is he just in awe of the suit he is wearing.

Chapter 61 The Prime Minister of Quintiles

"Are you the so-called, folk genius?"

In the silent hall, suddenly there was a cold female voice asking.

Bai Su was taken aback for a moment, then looked away from Sister Zheng and followed the prestige.

I saw a slender figure appearing in sight.

This is a woman who looks about 25 or [-] years old. She has black hair and a high temple, extremely exquisite, her expression looks very cold, her eyes are like autumn water, like a secluded pool, without the slightest fluctuation. Gives a sense of thoughtfulness.

In the black brocade robe, the collar on the chest was gently opened, and a white obscene garment could be vaguely seen, which was propped up high by the crisp breasts, and the brocade belt with blue and purple patterns was tightly tied around the waist, outlining the slender waist.

And under the body are tightly wrapped jade legs. Through the smooth satin fabric, you can see the curves of the slender jade legs outlined, and the delicate jade feet wearing white cloth socks, stepping on a small His wooden clogs carried an aura that no one dared to underestimate.

Like a capable minister in charge of the power of the world.

Bai Su didn't know the identity of the woman in front of him, and asked in a very polite tone: "I don't know if your Excellency is..."

Li Si looked at Bai Su with cold eyes, and said lightly, "My name is Li Si."

"It turned out to be Lord Prime Minister, I have admired you for a long time..."

Bai Su made a salute, and at the same time couldn't help but look at her twice, and couldn't help but muttered in his heart, so she is the current prime minister who was divided into five equal parts in history.

I remember her final ending in the history books, it was quite miserable.

Li Si looked at Bai Su's strange gaze, and his slender black eyebrows couldn't help frowning. He felt a faint feeling of discomfort in his heart, but he couldn't think of the reason.

After pondering for a while, she asked: "I heard that before the Yueshi mission arrived in Xianyang, you guessed their purpose and the result of the final meeting. Is there such a thing?"

Bai Su was stunned for a moment, he only told Hu Xiaomei about this, how did she know, could it be that Hu Xiaomei has something to do with her, and the nobleman mentioned by the people who sent him here is the current prime minister Li Si?

Although there are thousands of thoughts in my mind, it is actually only a moment of effort.

After hesitating for a moment, he nodded and said: "There is indeed such a thing, I don't know what the Prime Minister is asking me about this matter?"

When everyone in the hall heard Bai Su's confession, they all showed surprise on their faces. Thousands of miles away, they were able to clearly judge the situation in the court hall and the outcome of the meeting. What kind of judgment is this, this kid is a bit interesting what.

There was also a trace of surprise on Li Si's stern and pretty face. For some reason, looking at the young man in front of her, she suddenly saw a trace of Han Fei, her senior sister, from Bai Su's body.

After being dazed for a moment, she immediately asked: "Then, do you have a way to solve the pressure on the imperial court's logistics, so that you can unite with the Yuezhi to solve the danger of the Huns in the north?"

After asking, Li Si didn't expect that Bai Su could answer anything.

After all, since ancient times, the Central Plains has been at war with nomads for many years. These famous generals and ministers who have gone down in history have been troubled by this logistical problem. They can only defeat the nomads in the north, but they cannot take the initiative to attack thousands of miles deep into the hinterland of the grassland.

The young man in front of him is just a person in the market, and he is only a leader of the weak crown, how can he solve this eternal problem.

Bai Su scratched her cheek: "Yes."

"what!"

"Can it really solve the logistics problem?"

Everyone present was stunned for a moment, wondering if they had auditory hallucinations.

After hearing Bai Su's answer, Sister Zheng looked at the sluggish expressions of everyone in the court, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly.

There was a look of satisfaction in her phoenix eyes, and she looked straight at Bai Su in the distance, as if her own possessions were appreciated by others, and she felt a faint sense of pride in her heart.

Bai Su looked at Li Si: "I can help the Prime Minister solve this problem, but after the matter is done, can you agree to let me go?"

He always felt that the water in the court was too deep. If there was no strong thigh to cover it, it would be better not to get involved lightly. Don't you see that even the Prime Minister Li Si ended up with a fifth equal in the end.

Li Si was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said: "Okay, I promise you that after the matter is completed, I will never force you to stay."

After she finished speaking, she silently added another sentence in her heart. As for whether His Majesty insists on staying, it has nothing to do with her.

Bai Su stroked his chin, pondered for a while and said, "Then why can the Xiongnu come and go like the wind, often harassing the surrounding areas, while my Central Plains can only passively defend?"

Li Sidei frowned slightly, and said tentatively: "Because the Huns have the advantage of horses?"

Bai Su smiled: "Yes, but not all. In addition to the mobility advantage of the cavalry, the Xiongnu can march hundreds of miles overnight, and they also have the advantage of their military supplies."

Li Si was stunned: "Army rations?"

Everyone in the hall showed doubts on their faces, and even Sister Zheng couldn't help feeling a little curious.

It was the first time she had heard such a statement.

Bai Su explained: "Most of the military rations we use in the Central Plains are corn and wheat. Each soldier consumes forty catties a month. If we want to maintain the logistics of an army of 20 or [-], the transportation and storage of this food It's all a problem."

"The marching route in the Central Plains is often restricted by logistics."

"However, the Xiongnu are different. They eat meat and milk, and dry the beef and mutton. When they go out to fight, each person carries more than a dozen catties of dried meat with him. When he is hungry, he will eat one piece and drink a sip of milk wine, and he will soon satisfy his hunger. One night. March hundreds of miles."

"They can also cook it with wild vegetables and dried meat, and the military rations they carry are enough for a month's battle outside, so they don't have to worry about logistics."

"Even, each Hun soldier is equipped with several horses. When the horses are seriously injured or lack of food, they can kill the horses to satisfy their hunger. Compared with the logistical pressure of the Central Plains, the advantage is too great."

"So they can run as much as they want, grab a wave if they win, and run away if they can't fight, and they can make money without losing money."

"Because of the logistical constraints, Zhong Yuan will find it difficult to wipe out this group of Huns who come and go like the wind unless they are well prepared in advance to lure them into the ambush circle."

Sister Zheng couldn't help but nodded when she heard this.

Bai Su's words spoke to her heart. In terms of weapons and equipment, as a tiger and wolf master, Daxia is not afraid of anyone, but the logistics problem is really too difficult. .

Even if the official roads and the Great Wall are built to facilitate the dispatch of soldiers and horses and the transportation of materials, at most they are only controlled in the Hetao area, and they are unable to go north.

Facing the growing Xiongnu, there is still no way out. If the logistics problem can be solved, even if there are two Xiongnu, Zheng Jie will not blink her eyelids.

Li Si couldn't help asking: "Then what can you do to solve this problem?"

Bai Su stroked his chin and said, "The simplest way is to throw money... wherever you go, build the Great Wall and frontier fortresses, and use money to beat the Xiongnu to death."

In history, Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty did this. He directly took out more than half of the entire national treasury, rewarded soldiers continuously, and started wars one after another.

Directly built the Great Wall of Han Dynasty from Hetao, crossed Yinshan Mountain, and Yanzhi Mountain to the Mongolian grassland area in one breath. The Huns were crushed to death.

If you have money, you can do whatever you want.

When everyone in the hall heard the words, their heads were covered with black lines.

If the Daxia treasury is really so rich, you still need to say it, your majesty would have called it a long time ago.

It's been too long to do anything now, it's because the imperial court is poor, and they don't have so much money to worry about.

Bai Su looked at the strange eyes of the people, and chuckled lightly: "As the saying goes, if you are poor, you want to change, and if you are rich, you will get through. Since you have no money, you can only improve logistics through reforms and technological innovations."

"As long as you can get the same ease of logistical pressure as the Huns, and the mobility of marching hundreds of miles a night, then with the advantages of the Central Plains' bows and crossbows and the formation of troops, one person can completely defeat the Five Hus."

"It's not a problem to unite with the Yuezhi tribe to solve the Xiongnu's troubles in the north."

As the voice fell, the entire hall fell into silence.

Chapter 62 Miss Zhao, I'm afraid I won't be able to go back

Li Siqiu's watery eyes froze for a moment, and after a long time, he asked, "I don't know what the young master is referring to by the reform?"

Bai Su chuckled and said, "To put it simply, just like the Xiongnu, the food and grass that originally needed to be transported in a unified manner in the rear were replaced by half-month rations that can be carried by a single soldier."

"In this way, my soldiers from the Central Plains can be like the Xiongnu, even if the logistics are not brought in, we can also go on an expedition alone for more than half a month."

Hearing this, Meng Yi on the side had a wry smile on his face.

She shook her head and said, "Young Master Bai, you are like King Wuling of Zhao in the past. The idea of ​​Hu Fu riding and shooting is correct, but with the conditions of our Central Plains, we can't use dried meat to make military rations like the Xiongnu."

After all, the Central Plains is dominated by agriculture and mulberry. Cattle are a very precious resource, and they are reluctant to kill them. How could they be used as military rations.

But Bai Su smiled mysteriously: "There is no need to kill cattle and sheep, just use grain instead of meat."

The more people listened, the more confused they became. How can this good food replace meat?

Even Sister Zheng looked at Bai Su with a hint of doubt in her phoenix eyes, she was a little unclear about what kind of medicine he was selling in the gourd.

"As the saying goes, facts speak louder than words, please help me prepare something."

Bai Su thought of something, approached the ear of the guard at the side, and whispered a few words.

A hint of curiosity flashed in Zheng Jie's phoenix eyes, and she gently waved her hand to signal the guards to prepare.

The guard bowed and stepped back.

After about half an hour, seven or eight guards came back with a bunch of things.

I saw a big pot full of flour.

Li Si frowned slenderly: "Master, do you want to use flour to make military rations, but this flour cannot be preserved for a long time, it is far inferior to corn."

In her impression, this flour is mainly used to make pimple soup and noodles, and there is no way to preserve it for a long time, and there are too many variables in various places with changing climates.

After all, large-scale marches and battles are all long-term battles. Once there is any difference in the military rations, it will cause big problems.

Bai Su chuckled: "Of course ordinary flour can't, but as long as it's fried in advance, it's fine."

"Fried?" Li Si suddenly looked confused.

Don't talk about her, even Sister Zheng, who has lived with Bai Su for a long time, has a look of astonishment on her face.

Can this flour be fried?

Bai Su didn't explain too much, and directly instructed the guard at the side: "You just need to mix the oil, salt, soybeans, and sorghum according to the ratio I just said, and fry them well."

This fried noodle can be regarded as the earliest and most famous individual soldier ration in the later celestial dynasty.

Later generations had just established the country, and the logistics transportation capacity was too poor to provide large-scale material transportation, so they relied on this fried noodles to feed the bellies of millions of troops in the icy and snowy peninsula.

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