"You bring up a valid point," Baili Yan mused. "But now isn't the right time to act."
"That's exactly why Xiaxia doesn't want to donate money directly to the national treasury."
"Tsk tsk," Baili Yan said cheerfully. "I wondered why she was happily accepting gifts. Turns out she had this plan in mind. When you go back, make sure to thank her properly for me. Without you all, I'd be having a hard time."
Before becoming Emperor, everything seemed simple; after attaining the position, nothing turned out as easy as imagined.
Since entering the palace, he hadn't slept well for days. The army was out there, needing supplies every day, and the already depleted national treasury was even emptier.
Now he feared any natural or human disaster because then the court couldn't even afford disaster relief silver.
Baili Yan appreciated Yang Chuxia, and the Empress was also touched.
