After letting Mei leave, Yan An lit a burner of incense and dozed off on the small couch.
[Host, I would say there is no need for you to be so anxious. Mengyuan Hall and Hengxu Pavilion have been killing people and robbing for years, and they also have a lot of silver. Now that the situation is so tense, you can wait until the storm is over and then find a way to send it out.]
Yan An looked a little lazy, and felt inexplicably drowsy after smelling the incense.
"Prince Xianjin's wealth has disappeared. King Ying is fighting on the frontier and burning money every day. Do you think the emperor is not interested?"
"If he was really determined to get it, he could have ordered his guards to surround the entire city of Wen, search every house, and dig deep into the ground. It would be a sure thing that the silver would go into the national treasury."
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