I just told you sisters because of my husband, what can you sisters do to help?"

Qi Yun'e frowned slightly and said angrily: "Husband, why can't our sisters help you?

At the very least, at the very least, our sisters can reduce our annual salary in half!"

Young Master Liu looked back at Qi Yun and looked sideways at the third princess.

"Yan'er."

"I am here, husband?"

"Good Yan'er, give me the wine jar in your bag to my husband."

The third princess hurriedly tapped her head a few times: "Hey, I understand."

Immediately, the third princess untied her baggage, picked up the wine jar inside and handed it over.

"Husband, drinks."

Young Master Liu took the wine jar and drank a few sips of the wine happily.

"Silly Yun'er, you, Yan'er, Lian'er, Sister Ya, Wanyan...

The annual salary of all you sisters together is only tens of thousands of taels of silver.

However, the construction of an imperial mausoleum can easily cost hundreds of thousands of taels of silver, starting with millions of taels of silver.

The tens of thousands of taels of silver you sisters have are of no use at all.

It's just a drop in the bucket, a drop in the bucket.

But what? This is just one of the reasons."

Qi Yun's charming face was slightly startled. She looked at Liu Mingzhi and asked curiously: "Husband, besides this reason, are there any other reasons?"

"There must be."

"Well, what's the reason?"

Young Master Liu took a few sips of wine and looked back at Qi Yun, the third princess, Qi Ya and the other sisters.

Then, he stretched out his hand to hold Qi Yun's wrist and put it on his lap.

"Another reason is that my husband doesn't want to wrong you sisters."

Qi Yun, the third princess, Qing Lian and the other sisters were stunned and quickly looked towards Young Master Liu.

"Husband."

"Husband, you."

"Husband."

Young Master Liu smiled and let go of Qi Yun's wrist, picked up the riding crop on his leg and waved it gently.

"Okay, okay, don't look at your husband like that.

In my husband's heart, the matter of building the imperial mausoleum is of course very important.

However, I can see you sisters being happy and happily accompanying your husband.

For my husband, building the imperial mausoleum is not that important."

"Husband."

"Husband."

"Ladies, please say something unpleasant to your husband.

The world is so vast, where is the loess where people are not buried?

It would be great if the imperial mausoleum could be completed during our lifetime.

If we can't finish it early, the worst we can do is go back to our hometown in Jiangnan and find a Feng Shui treasure.

Regarding this point, as a husband, I think very clearly."

Listening to her husband's calm words, Qi Yun smiled bitterly and nodded.

"Smelly husband, what you think is quite simple."

"Hahaha, hahaha, otherwise, what else can I do as a husband!

When you are alive, you should be content and happy."

"Yes, husband, you understand clearly that in life, you should be content and happy."

Young Master Liu happily raised his head and took a few sips of the wine, then turned sideways and handed the wine jar to Qi Yun.

"But."

Qi Yun then took the wine jar in her hand and said curiously: "Husband, what is it?"

"This morning during the court meeting, the Ministry of Works had already sent a letter to my husband for the resumption of construction on the imperial mausoleum.

My husband has also agreed to the Ministry of Household Affairs and the Ministry of Industry to take action on this matter.

When the ice and snow in Gyeonggi Province has almost melted, the construction of the imperial mausoleum will start again.

What the imperial mausoleum will look like by then depends on the situation at the Ministry of Revenue and the Ministry of Works."

Qi Yun nodded her head gently a few times and looked at the third princess curiously.

"Sister Yan'er."

"Hey, Sister Yun?"

Qi Yun lifted the wine jar in her hand and took a few sips of the wine with her lips slightly opened.

"Sister Yan'er, I have something to ask you."

"Huh? Sister Yun, what's going on?"

"Good sister, I just want to ask you, do you know how long it took to build my father's imperial mausoleum?"

Hearing her sister Qi Yun's question, the third princess couldn't help but froze for a moment.

"ah?"

Seeing the reaction of the third princess, Qi Yun said softly: "Sister Yan'er, if you don't know, just forget it and just treat it as my sister. I haven't asked."

"Sister, please wait a moment. I'll give you a rough estimate."

"Okay, okay."

The third princess clasped her delicate jade fingers and murmured softly, then raised her eyes and looked at Qi Yun.

"Sister Yun, as far as my sister knows, it took about twenty-eight years to build the royal mausoleum of my father."

When Qi Yun heard the return of the third princess, she frowned and couldn't help but exclaimed.

"Ah? What? Twenty-eight...about twenty-eight years?"

The third princess looked at Qi Yun's shocked expression, smiled bitterly and nodded.

"Yeah, yes, about twenty-eight years.

If the calculation is accurate, it may be twenty-nine years from the year when my father inherited the throne, or it may not be thirty years."

Qi Yun nodded silently, smiled wryly and took another few sips of the wine.

"Hehehe, sister rarely paid attention to these things before.

You really don’t know if you don’t pay attention to this, but you will be shocked when you pay attention!

Twenty-eight years or so, thirty years or so.

This! This! Isn’t this a little too long?”

Young Master Liu looked at Qi Yun's amazed expression and looked back at the three princesses in the carriage.

Yan'er, you remember correctly, the construction of my father's imperial mausoleum took about thirty years.

To be precise, it should be nearly thirty-one years."

The third princess frowned slightly and asked curiously: "Husband, how can you know so well?"

Qi Yun, Qi Ya, Qing Lian and the other sisters looked at Young Master Liu with equally surprised expressions.

"Yes, husband, how do you know so clearly?"

"Yes, yes, husband, sister Yan'er is my father's biological daughter.

Even Sister Yan'er only made a rough estimate, husband, how do you know so clearly?"

Liu Dashan saw the surprised expressions on the pretty faces of several beauties and shook his head angrily.

"Ladies, have you forgotten what official position I held as your husband?

Back then, when my father, the emperor, was still in power, my husband at that time, I had been the left minister of household affairs for several years.

For my husband, I am the Zuo Shilang, and all the expenditures of the household department must be approved by me for my husband.

I know these situations, they are completely normal, okay?
To be continued...