Being poor won't stop you from building a garden, nor will it stop you from spending over a year renovating your doghouse. Bah, you tyrant!
Sun Miaoqing recalled the thirty-four dog kennels at the dog shelter, which housed all kinds of breeds, including greyhounds, Tibetan mastiffs, and Pekingese. Every time she passed by, the Tibetan mastiffs were taller than a person when they stood up, and their barks were incredibly loud!
Each dog's food is carefully prepared; some eat pork, some chicken, some sheep intestines, and some goose.
Favored dogs like Baifu, Zaohua, and Xing'er were often given extra meals by imperial decree and were rewarded with royal delicacies.
Not only were their meals and treatment more refined than those of a concubine, but their doghouses were also of the same caliber.
Besides limited-edition holiday dresses, there were also various other formal wear. No matter how busy she was, she had to personally inspect the fabric, size, and style. Even the slightest flaw required an imperial decree to redo it—the entire harem was a real-life example of people being treated worse than dogs!
The chubby orange's face turned red and then black, and he cursed the tyrant in his heart!
Bai Fu and his friends only spend a few dollars a year, and it's all from his private coffers. Can't he have some hobbies?
Sun Miaoqing said, "The court is not well-off right now. If Your Majesty wants me to pay this sum of money, it's not impossible."
"But it's fine for a year or two, or even while I'm still alive, it's not a big deal. But it can't go on like this forever, can it?"
"Don't forget, these things will all be handed over to the child later. If Hongzhou grows up and asks about them, how are we going to explain it to him?"
"Furthermore, although it is said that the world belongs to the family and the entire Qing Dynasty belongs to you, I am just a concubine. There are some things that need to be clearly distinguished."
The chubby orange cat said, "Then what do you think is the right thing to do?"
Sun Miaoqing replied, "Although there are still a few months left this year, I will not be stingy with Your Majesty. I will allocate 400,000 taels of silver for the capital and the surrounding area within a 50-mile radius. If there is any shortfall, Your Majesty or the court may make up the difference."
"The same applies to next year and the year after, but the amount will decrease by 30,000 taels of silver each year thereafter, and the rest will be decided by the Emperor himself."
"The entire expense will be borne by the imperial court until the very end. If Your Majesty is willing, we can draw up a written agreement now, and the 400,000 taels of silver will be delivered to you immediately."
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