Zhu Song thought about it but felt something was wrong. Feng Cheng's family shouldn't be so poor. After all, he is the Right Governor of the Right Army Governor's Mansion. His annual salary is not that small. He can't even afford a dowry?

"Master Feng, what happened to your family?"

Feng Cheng nodded and said helplessly: "Xiaguan's family indeed suffered a sudden change. Just last year, Xiaguan's uncle broke the law. He committed a crime and was sentenced to death by His Majesty."

"After my uncle died, the family was dispersed, and there were still so many people left. We couldn't just watch them starve to death, so the official took some family property from the family and gave it to these relatives.

Let them leave the capital and return to their hometown to buy some land."

Zhu Song frowned: "Logically speaking, it shouldn't be the case. The Duke of Song is the Duke of the state, and the salary of the court is several thousand dan. Hasn't he saved any money at all?"

Feng Cheng sighed.

"My uncle spends money lavishly on weekdays. When the oil bottle is empty at home, he doesn't even bring a hand to hold it. Every year he points to the salary from the court. He eats and drinks as soon as the salary comes out, and even takes some of it to do business with others.

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"Later, after I was sentenced to death by His Majesty, my family's business was also confiscated. Your Majesty was able to let my uncle's family go. This can be regarded as the face of Princess Zhou."

"Xiaoguan never thought that my uncle's family would have such a large population. There are almost a hundred servants alone. When there are more people, the wealth of Xiaguan's family will become thinner. If it gets thinner, it will be gone."

"If I can let Xiaguan relax for a few more years, I won't be so embarrassed. But what happened last year? His Majesty will get married this year. They will get married at the end of the year. Xiaguan has been so worried in the past few days that his hair has almost fallen out.

, I still can’t think of a good way.”

"That's why I had no choice but to shamelessly come to my door to ask...to ask for His Highness's help."

After hearing this, Zhu Song leaned back in his chair. No wonder Feng Cheng was desperate and begged his future son-in-law to ask for less dowry.

Speaking of which, Duke Guo of Song had indeed violated the law and, together with other famous Huaixi generals, occupied the people's fields. This was what Zhu Yuanzhang least wanted to see and was also the most angry.

Of course, this is what is written in the history books, but in fact, the crime of the Song Dynasty was not worthy of death. The reason why he was sentenced to death was because he had made too many contributions. I am afraid that after Zhu Yunqi ascended the throne, he would not be able to suppress this great hero, so he could only kill him.

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Feng Cheng is kind-hearted, but after all, this is his uncle's house, and as a nephew, he can help as much as he can.

He just didn't expect that even his own family wealth would be taken away. Let's get it out. If there was no such thing as the emperor's marriage, he would have been able to recover after a few years, but who would have thought.

The emperor's daughter is marrying a prince, so the emperor will naturally not be stingy with his dowry, but as a minister and the bride's family, if they don't come up with some decent dowry, I'm afraid it won't be justified by His Majesty.

Thinking of this, Zhu Song understood Feng Cheng.

"I see. Lord Feng, don't worry, I am quite wealthy. This dowry..."

Zhu Song thought for a while and took out two thousand taels of silver notes from his pocket.

"Master Feng, this is two thousand taels of silver notes. It is enough to buy a dowry. The remaining silver will be used to support my family. Your Excellency, please do not refuse. From now on, you will become one of your own family members. I will also call you my father-in-law."

Woolen cloth!"

[ps: For convenience, don’t study when the bank note appeared.]

Feng Cheng quickly shook his head after hearing this.

"Your Highness, this is definitely not possible. Even if the official comes to visit, he is just asking for help, but he definitely doesn't mean it. Moreover, these silver coins are borrowed by the official! When the official has enough money, he will definitely pay them back.

Your Highness!"

After hearing this, Zhu Song didn't care about the large amount and directly stuffed all the two thousand taels of silver notes into Feng Cheng's hand.

"Lord Feng, in a few days you will be one of your own. When I marry your daughter, I will be half of Lord Feng's son. How can I just watch the princess's family live in a bad life?"

"You should accept all this money. If anyone asks you, just say that I gave it to you."

Feng Cheng stood up and bowed while holding the two thousand taels of silver notes.

"Thank you very much, Your Highness, but the two thousand taels of silver notes must still be counted as borrowed from me!"

Such an old bitch!

Zhu Song didn't bother to tell him this. If he hadn't been forced into this situation, he probably wouldn't have come to ask him for help.

It is probably because of Song Guogong that there is probably no one he can talk to in the capital, and they all want to stay away from him.

Even if the daughter marries the King of Han, so what if she becomes the Princess of Han and becomes His Majesty’s daughter-in-law? Then the daughter of Song Guogong also marries the King of Zhou, and is not the same as His Majesty’s daughter-in-law. What will be the result? There is still no escape.

A dead end.

Zhu Song originally planned to keep Feng Cheng to have a meal at the palace, but Feng Cheng had to go back and buy the dowry quickly. Thinking about it, it was only a few days away. The dowry was not ready yet, so no wonder he was anxious.

After sending Feng Cheng away, they saw a messenger hurriedly stopping his horse at the gate of the palace.

"Your Highness, a letter from Jinan Prefecture."

King Han took the letter, opened it, and found that Zhang Tiezhu's family had been destroyed, and his brother and his mother had starved to death at home.

"Starved to death?"

Zhu Song looked at the messenger: "Are you from Jinan Prefecture?"

The messenger replied: "Your Majesty, I am from Jinan Mansion."

"What's going on in this letter? My wife and brother starved to death at home, but he sends money home every year!"

The messenger's eyes darkened after hearing this.

"I really don't know what I mean when I return to Your Highness. I just followed the order of the prefect to deliver the letter. So I don't know anything about the rest!"

Zhu Song put the letter away angrily, waved his hand to indicate what he should do, returned to the main hall, sat on a chair, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong.

That Zhang Tiezhu was a big soldier who didn't know how to write. In the past, when he sent money to his family, he always asked Lao Cao to write letters for him.

Money is sent every year, and letters from my hometown can be seen every year.

Zhang Tiezhu himself can't read a single Chinese character, and his brother can't read a single Chinese character either. But there are people in his village who can read, so he always asks someone who can write to help him write a letter.

If Zhu Song remembers correctly, Zhang Tiezhu wrote a letter to his family before the New Year last year, and he did receive a reply after the New Year. Everything at home was fine.

After he followed him, his salary increased year by year. Every time he kept some food and clothing expenses and some wine money, and then sent the rest to his home.
Chapter completed!