The emperor frowned and then sighed. He had gotten his hopes up when he saw her seriously think the topic through, but it looked like she hadn't been thinking at all.
It was a dumb suggestion. It was something nobody in the kingdom would fear. Absolutely useless and ineffective. Or at least that was what the emperor thought.
The emperor was happy that at the very least, he had learned that prime minister Bai liked alcohol. Maybe that would be of some use, some day. If he ever needed to bribe prime prime minister Bai, perhaps he could pull out a bottle of expensive alcohol.
But as of now, the information was useless, and so was the suggestion.
However, the emperor was wrong.
Within seconds of him mentally dismissing Bai Jingfei's suggestions, chef Zhao began sobbing on the floor. He kotowed a few times and the ground had gotten wet from all his tears flowing out like a river.
