Song Ci hadn't expected that Prince Min needed to bribe her, an old woman, to speak on his behalf. Wouldn't it be more appropriate to bribe Song Zhiyuan?
However, she thought of those corrupt officials in later generations, who were often bribed through their family members, and she felt relieved.
"Is it just to return to Xuzhou? Prince Min surely wouldn't stoop so low, would he?" Song Ci carefully remarked.
After all, he's a dignified Prince.
"Whether he does or not, we'll see if he mentions it." Song Zhiyuan closed the box and said quietly, "The Emperor might not even want him to return. Xuzhou is prosperous, and the National Treasury lacks silver."
Song Ci's face twitched. No need to say it; she understood. It's that thing about reducing the power of the feudal lords.
"Just consider this compensation. After all, that's what he said, no need to say any good words." Song Ci advised Song Zhiyuan, "You are the Emperor's close minister, don't do anything that would offend him."
