A sickly fellow ridiculed by the entire army? I'll be the most beautiful woman in the barracks!

Upon hearing Yue Zhenyuan's question, Zhao Daxuan chuckled twice and replied with a shameless grin.

"General, since you're asking like that, I can only say I want it all! As many as there are, I'll take them all!"

Yue Zhenyuan rolled his eyes at Zhao Daxuan and pointed at him irritably.

"You really dare to talk like that, kid? Do you really think this place is a wholesale market for beautiful women, where you can take as many as you want?"

"Hehe, General, you dare to ask me, so I'll tell you! Aren't I treating you like family?"

Yue Zhenyuan glared at Zhao Daxuan with his old eyes, looking furious.

"Then I'll give you two choices!"

"First, I'm bringing you three beauties today, regardless of their social status!"

"Secondly, I can pick the best one from among the remaining beauties, and I guarantee you'll be satisfied!"

After hearing this, Zhao Daxuan instinctively wanted to choose the first option.

Bringing back three beauties seems like a much better deal than bringing back just one.

Based on previous patterns, this should extend his lifespan by at least 6 years!

But then I thought, the fact that Yue Zhenyuan actually compared this beauty to three others on equal footing means that this person must be very important.

Zhao Daxuan thought for a moment, then cautiously asked the question.

"General, who is this beauty you mentioned in your second choice? How can she possibly be worth three people?"

After hearing Zhao Daxuan's question, Yue Zhenyuan chuckled.

"This beauty is extraordinary; not only is she exceptionally beautiful, but she also holds the title of the most beautiful woman in the capital of Great Xia!"

"Moreover, she has been well-versed in military strategy since childhood and is knowledgeable and reasonable. It is no exaggeration to say that she is the most talented woman in the capital! If she were not a woman, she would probably have a place in the imperial court."

After listening, Zhao Daxuan frowned. It was indeed a difficult decision, but he didn't feel that he had to choose her.

After hesitating for a moment, just as he was about to choose the first option, Yue Zhenyuan continued.

"Of course, these are secondary. The most important thing is that this woman is the only daughter of the former Privy Councilor!"

"Bringing her home would be like gaining access to a vast network of potential connections, which would greatly benefit your future development!"

Yue Zhenyuan found Zhao Daxuan's dismissive expression both amusing and exasperating.

"Do you know what kind of entity the Privy Council is?"

Zhao Daxuan shook his head. His predecessor didn't know much about the court, and he hadn't made a special effort to learn about it after his rebirth.

"Even the most remarkable figures are from the past!"

Yue Zhenyuan immediately puffed out his beard and glared at Zhao Daxuan.

"That is incorrect! The Privy Council is the highest military center in the country, and together with the Secretariat-Chancellery, which is under the control of the Prime Minister, they are known as the Two Offices, and are directly responsible to the Emperor."

"Shen Qingci's father, Shen Congwen, served as the Privy Council's chief envoy for over a decade, during which time he promoted countless generals and amassed a vast amount of confidential information!"

"Therefore, I suggest you choose the second option and bring this extraordinary woman home as soon as possible. It will be very beneficial for you in the future."

"If you like beautiful women, with your current performance, gaining merit will be a piece of cake. When you achieve more merit next time, I will bestow other women upon you."

Zhao Daxuan nodded after hearing this, feeling that with six years left to live, he was no longer in a hurry to extend his lifespan.

If he didn't want to casually add more partners, with his current status and position, how many women he wanted would be a piece of cake.

So Zhao Daxuan followed Yue Zhenyuan's advice, nodded heavily, and looked at Yue Zhenyuan with anticipation.

"Then I will obey the general and choose the second option! I want to see what kind of extraordinary woman is so highly praised by the general."

Yue Zhenyuan smiled and nodded, then waved to summon his personal guards.

"Go and invite Miss Shen over. Tell her that the matter we agreed on has been settled and ask her to come and have a chat."

Zhao Daxuan glanced at Yue Zhenyuan with a strange expression, not expecting him to be so polite to a female prisoner.

Yue Zhenyuan also noticed Zhao Daxuan's strange look, but he did not explain. Instead, he inquired about some details of the battlefield today.

After giving a brief introduction to Yue Zhenyuan, Zhao Daxuan mentioned the tens of thousands of refugees outside the city.

"General, the camps outside the city are now packed with people, numbering in the tens of thousands. Staying outside the city indefinitely is not a long-term solution. What countermeasures are in place within the city?"

Yue Zhenyuan shook his head. "According to convention, once the war is over, they can be sent back to their respective villages and towns. Zhenbei City can't afford to feed so many people."

Zhao Daxuan frowned, feeling that such a simple and crude approach would cause trouble sooner or later.

"But the Tartars have already emptied their grain reserves. If we just let them go back like this, they probably won't survive the winter, will they?"

Yue Zhenyuan rubbed his forehead, looking somewhat troubled.

"At most, we can only apply to the imperial court for relief supplies, but don't have too high expectations. It would be good enough if the imperial court could feed the tens of thousands of troops on our border."

Zhao Daxuan sighed.

"General, there is one more thing, also about the refugees. This time, the Tartar army has captured more than 10,000 refugees and is driving them northward."

"They've probably been captured and enslaved. Should we go and rescue them?"

Yue Zhenyuan frowned as he looked at Zhao Daxuan.

"Zhao Daxuan, look at the current state of the city guards. Do they seem capable of sending troops to rescue people? I wish I could save them, but the circumstances simply don't allow it."

Zhao Daxuan looked reluctant to leave. Since there was no good solution within the city, he would try to think of a way to help the refugees.

"General, what if I send Wangbei Camp to resolve these problems themselves?"

Yue Zhenyuan was stunned, looking at Zhao Daxuan in disbelief. "You only have a thousand or so men?"

Zhao Daxuan chuckled. "Not only that, General, have you forgotten? Didn't you tell me I could choose any soldiers under Captain Wei Feng? After replenishing them, there should be at least three thousand men, right?"

"With so many people, I might as well give it a try. Anyway, I guarantee that Zhenbei City won't need to send a single soldier. I'll handle all the problems myself."

Yue Zhenyuan gave Zhao Daxuan a thumbs up and burst into laughter.

"You've got guts, kid! Fine, I'll grant your wish. You can arrange the rest of the operation yourself."

Just as Yue Zhenyuan was laughing heartily, the tent flap was lifted, and a graceful figure slowly walked in.

The woman had skin as white as snow, a cool and noble temperament, and a striking pale red beauty mark under her left eye. She truly deserved to be known as the most beautiful woman in the capital in the past.

Zhao Daxuan was immediately struck by how impressive she was; she was indeed superior to Li Shishi and the others.

But while she was only slightly better in appearance, what was more important was her temperament, which was something that could not be cultivated by an ordinary family.

Her aloof and noble temperament was not feigned indifference, nor was it ordinary reserve; rather, it was an air of superiority emanating from her very being.

Shen Qingci was born with a silver spoon in her mouth, standing at the pinnacle of power from birth.

Having witnessed the political intrigues and military secrets of the court since childhood, my vision, mindset, and character have all been cultivated over the years.

Even now, as a prisoner, he exudes an aura of unapproachability and unyielding dignity simply by standing there.