Chapter 897: Old Monk, You Broke Your Vow of Anger

money is needed""You say the soaring grain prices are getting at something, but even factoring in this expense, sixty thousand taels is far too much."After finishing his words, Li Chen took up his pe...Chapter 897: Old Monk, You Broke Your Vow of Non-Angern the most solemn hall for state affairs of the Qin Empire, there's a feeling like walking a tightrope on a cliff. A mere gust of wind could send you plummeting to your death, shattering you into piec...