Listening to Music and Appreciating Dance, Fusu Cries for Help: "Sir, Save Me!"

Ying Zheng looked at Zhao Cheng standing below the dais, feeling a sense of helplessness.

It was he who had issued the order to establish the Blood-Clad Army, and it was only right that Zhao Cheng should require military funds for training.

However, drawing from the central treasury was, relatively speaking, quite troublesome.

It required the Minister of Agriculture and Treasury to allocate funds from the Grand Granary and the Great Fields, followed by audits from the Chancellor and the Grand Secretary, before finally receiving approval from Ying Zheng.

Having just weakened Lord Changping, the man surely harbored resentment and would likely come to bicker with him over the matter again.

Fortunately, when Zhao Cheng had previously extinguished the Han State, he had seized quite a lot of wealth from the former state treasury.

He would simply draw from the royal private treasury instead.

Thinking this, Ying Zheng said, "Summon the Minister of the Imperial Household."

The Minister of the Imperial Household served as the secretary-general of the royal family and was one of the Nine Ministers and close courtiers.

"Your Majesty."

"From the private treasury, allocate one hundred thousand coins to the Supreme General for the training of the Blood-Clad Army."

"As you command."

The Minister of the Imperial Household acted swiftly; once Ying Zheng issued the order, no further audits were required, and soon the one hundred thousand coins were delivered to Zhao Cheng's residence.

Having successfully fleeced Ying Zheng, Zhao Cheng departed with satisfaction.

Upon returning to the Da Liangzao's residence, Zhao Cheng sought out Feng Bujiu.

"Has the medicinal formula been developed yet?"

Feng Bujiu had been deep in thought for a long time, his hair a tangled mess, and he smiled bitterly, "My Lord, there are many formulas for strengthening the physique, but to perfectly