The Crown Prince had been pondering a question that he couldn't quite understand.
It was a small piece of dried meat given by Panpan that led him to the realization.
He happily went to the Imperial Study Room to find his father.
However, upon arrival, he saw his father coughing.
The coughing was incessant.
"Father..."
The Crown Prince had already mastered the art of maintaining a stoic expression, but seeing his father in such a state made him somewhat anxious inside.
"My son has arrived."
After a long while, he stopped coughing and hid the handkerchief used to cover his mouth within his sleeve.
The Crown Prince saw this scene but said nothing.
He knew that his father didn't want him to worry.
"Father, I have thought of a solution."
He explained the matter of the military provisions.
"My son, this can indeed solve a major issue, but a bigger problem is: the cost of this item is beyond what the national treasury can sustain."
The Crown Prince... he was simply too young!
