Shen Qi leaned against Emperor Jiayuan's embrace and sighed softly. "I heard that there have been snow disasters in several regions recently. Father has been so worried about it that he's lost weight. Mother told me, and it made my heart ache for you. If I had a way to make money, I would surely give it to you to ease your worries."
These words, though said with intent, also had an impact on the listener.
Emperor Jiayuan quietly calculated the amount of money Shen Changze had earned recently. He began to feel increasing discontent toward him. Only concerned with his own profit, Shen Changze didn't consider the emperor's difficulties or the people's hardships. Shen Qi, even at the age of eight, seemed more considerate.
"You're still young; there's no need for you to worry about these matters," Emperor Jiayuan said, though feeling increasingly annoyed.