Pregnant

"Hahahaha, Ah Ling, look at the letter from the capital. Zijin helped the national treasury raise 180,000 taels of silver." Qi Haoran rushed over with the letter in his hand with Little Bear on his neck.

Mu Yangling opened it and raised her eyebrows slightly. "Your name is on the merit monument. Zijin was the one who paid on our behalf, right? I'll get someone to send him 10,000 taels later."

"No need, no need." Qi Haoran waved his hand and said, "That silver was meant to be stored in the treasury anyway. It just went one big round before entering the treasury this time. If you send him the money, he will have to send it back to us."

Mu Yangling nodded slightly and glanced at the amount at the back of the list. She was slightly surprised. The donors were all officials in the Imperial Court. There were more than 300 people in total, but the amount of donations varied greatly.