Thinking about this possibility, Yang Ye found himself at a loss for words.
Yang Wang is still persistent with the treasure issue, even though Grandpa Emperor has decided to let it go.
"Third Brother, I absolutely refuse to add this clause to the 'Daqi Law'. If you really pity that soldier, then you should go to Grandpa Emperor."
"You are the one overseeing the amendments to the 'Daqi Law'."
"Yes, but the final terms have to be approved by our father and grandfather before they can be officially announced. My suggestion can only serve as a reference. The final decision still lies with them."
Yang Wang stared at Yang Ye, a look of discontent on his face.
Yang Ye met his gaze, his handsome face etched with a measure of helplessness.
A moment later, Yang Wang let out a sigh, "Fine, I'll try talking to Grandpa Emperor."
"By the way, I heard that Miss Xiaomai has developed something new with sweet potatoes?" He asked.