Chapter 44 Donating the Dowry to the Imperial Court



The fourth son, the eldest son of the second wife.

Song Yue yawned again, rested her head on her wrist, and continued reading, completely unaffected, with no intention of seeing the Fourth Young Master, Song Hengfeng.

The atmosphere in Ninghui Hall was solemn.

Second Madam Tao sat in a chair, panting heavily. She glared fiercely at Yuan Fuling, who guiltily looked away.

"We're all family, so let's not be formal. The second branch will allocate some funds for now, and the first branch will return them later. Feng-ge'er is still young, so there's no rush," the old lady said shamelessly.

Tao laughed in exasperation: "Mother, Feng'er is thirteen this year, and Chuan'er has already been engaged to a girl from the Shen family at this age. The second branch has many children, and I can't favor one over the other and give off a reputation for mistreatment. Considering that I watched Chuan'er grow up, the second branch will contribute a maximum of five loads."

This is only because of the Second Master; otherwise, Madam Tao wouldn't have paid a single cent.

Over the years, she has been suppressed by Yuan Fuling, received no benefits, and even had to pay out of her own pocket. How could she be happy?

The old lady frowned and remained silent.

Song Hengchuan, standing to the side, blushed and tried to speak several times, but Yuan Fuling stopped him by grabbing his sleeve. When Tao saw this, she sneered: "In my opinion, we should find the missing sixty-six loads of dowry as soon as possible. It won't be difficult to gather the remaining fourteen loads."

The old lady glanced at Tao: "Things aren't that simple."

Tao then said, "Although the eldest daughter of the Shen family is good, she is not a prince or noblewoman after all. Eighty bearers are a bit too many. Why don't we discuss reducing the number?"

These words made the Dowager Lady even more embarrassed. Just the day before, she had made a solemn promise to the Shen family, and even let Madam Shen see the eighty loads of dowry with her own eyes.

If we talk about reducing it now, wouldn't the old lady be contradicting herself?

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