His double-beautiful eyes widened like copper bells:
"What? You wasteful thing! You promised to give each person fifty taels of silver?? Do you know how many people there are in the Right Martial Guard??
Fifty taels per person, do you know how many taels of silver that would need??"
Seeing the Emperor in such an exaggerated state, Lin Yi was truly seeing this for the first time.
And after hearing the Emperor's words, Lin Yi blurted out subconsciously:
"Uh, about seven thousand people, fifty taels each would be about three hundred and fifty thousand taels... uh, damn, that's so much!"
When Lin Yi calculated this number, he couldn't help but be startled by it.
Oh boy, you don't know until you calculate it, and it's shocking when you do!
Although fifty taels per person isn't a lot, when added together, it's somewhat astounding.
At this, the Emperor reacted as if his tail had been stepped on:
