Morning Roll Call at Taichang Temple

There was silence in the hall for a moment. For a long time, neither of the two said a word. Ye the shopkeeper was shocked. The treasury? He had once been personally responsible for it... The Lady had left them everything—how many years had passed in which they were unable to get anywhere near it? But how could the royal court allow people such as them to approach it again?

Seemingly having guessed what he was thinking, Fan Xian smiled. "I have seen the decree summoning you to the capital. It doesn't allow you to invest in commercial activities. But no one said anything about not permitting you to take over the duties of the House of Ye."