Song Yunzhao was no help when it came to major military affairs. Her skills did not lie in the military arts. 'If only I could modify guns, upgrade cannons, and invent some advanced weaponry. But my mind is a blank slate; I have no such knowledge base.'
'I regret not studying harder in school and not choosing a major related to military technology and weaponry in college.'
All she could do was offer her best wishes.
With Beiming invading the border, Feng Yi had far less attention to spare for the harem. If a war was truly coming, who would lead the armies? How would their provisions be managed...?
'Wait, provisions... that's the Ministry of Revenue. My father is in for some major trouble right at the start of the year.'
Song Yunzhao was speechless.
