Local officials, seeing the situation turning sour, sent petitions to the Imperial Court one after another.
The petitions were passed up the hierarchy, level by level.
Unable to manage the situation, the Ministry of Revenue had no choice but to present the petitions to the Emperor.
Zhao Junyao was not an omnipotent god.
Confronting such a matter for the first time, he too was distressed.
Li Shengan tiptoed in.
"Your Majesty..."
"The Empress Dowager... says she... has a matter to discuss with Your Majesty!"
"She requests Your Majesty's presence!"
Zhao Junyao lifted his head. He thought for a moment and decided he had to show respect to his birth mother.
So, he tossed the petitions aside and stood up.
"Help me change my attire!"
「Ningshou Palace.」
The Emperor arrived swiftly.
After changing his garments and freshening up, much of Zhao Junyao's fatigue had dissipated.
He masked his worried expression, presenting an appearance of filial respect and gentleness.
