"Lingshan Temple?"
Prince of Wutong looked puzzled, "Isn't that the place where Master Jieming resides and meditates?"
"Exactly, that's what makes this matter complicated." Jiang Ning sighed, "it involves over five hundred thousand taels of silver, if we just let it be..."
"We certainly cannot let it be."
Said the Prince of Wutong.
"Yes, but Lingshan Temple holds a special status." Jiang Ning seemed troubled, "It is said that there are many highly skilled martial arts monks in the Lingshan Temple. My maternal grandfather's family is a merchant, they do not have the guts to make such demand. But if we just consent to this, it would be unsatisfactory. Even if we could retrieve half of the silver, it would be a considerate effort for the soldiers."
The Prince of Wutong raised his eyebrows.