Tang Youyin smiled and clasped his hands, "How is it that Doctor Yang has time to come by today?"
Yang Zheng never thought much of Tang Youyin before. He was a proper court official, while Tang Youyin was merely a clerk by origin. If not for the Commandery Princess favoring the Tang Family, Tang Youyin would never have had the chance to shine at the Prince Mansion. But now, there's no need to mind such things. They are both court officials from the Nanyang Prince Mansion, and now even considered close confidants of the Emperor, inherently closer than others.
"A few days ago, Lord Minister assigned me a task, and I've drafted a plan and budget. Today, I've come to the Ministry of Revenue to get approval."
Yang Zheng chuckled softly, "There's quite a queue; could Brother Tang do me a favor?"
Such requests were common. Tang Youyin couldn't refuse outright, nor could he agree immediately, so he smiled and said, "Where is Brother Yang's document? Let me have a look first."
