Yu Youyao gasped and suddenly raised her voice. "How dare they!"
It was obvious that An Shou Hall was burning Di Long and had a charcoal fire. It was much warmer than the Jade Courtyard, but she only felt her body turn cold.
She had heard from her cousin that the military salary distributed by Youzhou every year could pay 100,000 soldiers.
However, there were already so many greedy people in Zhejiang every year.
How dare they?
How could that be?!!
Just hearing her grandmother say this made her so angry that she couldn't control herself. One could imagine how she had felt at that time.
Old Madam Yu's expression did not look too good either. "After that, your father asked if the Zhejiang navy had suffered a huge loss in recent years, and thousands of people had died every year. Was it because of the lack of military supplies?"
This last question was like a slap to the emperor and the court officials.
