Tariff

"Your Highness, Andre from the Foreigners' Clubhouse sent this." Zhu Liang handed over a box.

Mu Yangling opened it and saw that there were two gems inside; one was blue and the other was red, both the size of pigeon eggs. Judging by their bright colors, it was obvious that they were top-grade.

Closing the box, she asked, "What does he want? Including this time, he's given me three gifts, right?" And each gift was more expensive than the last.

Zhu Liang lowered his head and said, "I heard that Andre's ship has been floating outside for four to five days and hasn't been able to enter the harbor."

Mu Yangling raised her eyebrows. "Why is that?"

"Andre feels that the Imperial Court's tariffs are too heavy. He wants to meet Your Highness and discuss the tariffs again."

Mu Yangling sneered and closed the box. "Go tell him that I can arrange for him to meet His Highness."