This time, because of the foreigners entering the capital and then the Mongolians entering, the Capital and Zhili have been bustling for half a year.
For three consecutive years, there have been no droughts or floods in the Great Qing, and the economy of the entire dynasty is quite good.
Merchants coming from the south and going to the north enter and leave the Capital, bustling across this vast land.
Ye Zao and the Fourth Master, dressed in commoners' clothing, walked down the street, each carrying a smile.
"What did I say earlier? His Majesty is certainly a remarkable emperor. Look, hasn't he achieved it now?" Ye Zao whispered.
The Fourth Master looked down at her, she seemed to be in an excellent mood.
"Thank you for believing in me, Zaozao." The Fourth Master squeezed her hand: "Thinking about it, you have always trusted me."
"Ah, not entirely. At least, when it comes to governing the country, I've always believed in you." Ye Zao smiled: "The facts prove I wasn't wrong."
