Emperor Dewu spoke in a calm tone.
The Minister of Revenue understood what he meant. He thought, this is to build momentum for Her Royal Highness the Little Princess.
What does the emperor want to do?
What was the purpose of promoting the little princess? To make people praise her kindness?
How could he feel that it was more than just that!
Alas! The Emperor’s thoughts are unpredictable!
The Minister of Revenue lowered his eyes and replied, "Yes."
Emperor Dewu waved his hand and said, "Alright, alright, please leave. I don't want to see your face anymore."
The Minister of Revenue understood that he had applied for silver too many times recently and the emperor didn't want to see him anymore.
But what can he do!
If it were in the past, he would have suppressed it and reported it slowly, but now, those officials seemed to be in trouble and were working very hard. If he didn't work harder, he would be squeezed out.
"yes."
The Minister of Revenue retreated, sighed, and walked out. He had to tell everyone about the little princess' generous donation of silver and money.
…
Yuchi Xi finished her own work and felt vaguely that she had forgotten something. After thinking for a long time, she finally said, "Oh no!"
"Forgot about Sister Zhao!"
Yuchi Xi hurriedly rode out of the palace. At this moment, in the Zhao Mansion, Master Zhao was looking at Zhao Zhifeng with a friendly expression, "Feng'er, when did you become so familiar with the little princess?"
Zhao Zhifeng lowered her eyes, "A few days ago, my daughter was kneeling outside the mansion gate and was rescued by the little princess."
"The little princess is my savior."
Master Zhao clapped his hands happily, "Good job kneeling!"
This time I knelt down and met a noble person.
Zhao Zhifeng: ...Do you want to listen to what you are saying?
Kneeling well?
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