Jing Zhen, with his keen eyes, noticed the expressions on the three young captains and three heads of households, so he knew it must have been more than just a little trouble. Looking at his daughter, whose cheeks were thin from hunger, he immediately understood and ordered, "Get them something to eat right now!"
"Yes!"
Someone nearby had already run down to prepare food.
The three young captains, famished as they were, wanted to leave, but Luo Jian glanced at his equally thin sister right now. His lips tightened and he suddenly stepped forward, saying, "Your Majesty, after experiencing this disaster, I clearly feel that there is a Chinese saying that is correct, 'Women can hold up half the sky!' So, I hope Your Majesty can issue a policy that will allow women to be soldiers!"
