"What do you want to say? You don't want to say that we have finished the three books and six rites that we left before, right? And because my Feng family is worried that others will be embarrassed to discuss, you are wronged and cooperate with our Feng family to leave these gifts in a low-key manner. Then when we get a job, we ask you to come here with generous gifts and earn face for my Feng family, right?" Feng Yiyan said with a smile.

He was speechless. The defense he was about to say had been taken first, especially when he was still saying it in such a full of ironic words. If he had to repeat it again, others would not believe it or say it, and would just leave a joke.

"The subordinates don't argue about this, because this matter cannot be true or false! If General Zhang really wants to say this, then it is very simple. General Zhang, you only need to do one thing, a very simple thing to prove your innocence, and at the same time prove that I am unrighteous to the subordinates..."

"Take it out..." Feng Yiyan stretched out her hand at Zhang Zhenjun.

"What?" Zhang Zhenjun frowned slightly.

"Geng Tie! Didn't you say that this is my Feng family's initiative? Didn't you say that the rituals before the Na Zheng Dabao have been completed in a low-key manner? What about Geng Tie? You won't say that you are not afraid of ghosts and gods, and you don't even have to get married, you don't even have to get together with your birth date?!" Feng Yiyan's tone was full of sarcasm.

"Puff~" Lord Wen on the side couldn't control himself and laughed out loud, "I don't know whether others respect ghosts or gods, but our General Zhang is famous for respecting ghosts and gods. After all, who doesn't know about this mandu city? General Zhang respects the woman's birth date and horoscope, so he is almost obsessed with it?!"

Okay, as soon as these words came out, except for Zhang Zhenjun's face turning blue and white, they couldn't help but cover their mouths. Even the old emperor sitting upright couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth, and almost laughed out loud. After all, the reputation of Zhang Zhenjun's general Zhang's name as a child with the eight characters is completely extraordinary. From ninety-nine to the end of the city of Mandu, almost no one knows. Zhang Zhenjun's birth date and eight characters are not reborn, and he doesn't even have a letter to the ghost!

"General Zhang, why are you still standing there? Take it out~" Feng Yiyan urged again, "What? Can't you take it out? Of course you can't take it out, because this Geng Tie is not with you at all, but with..."

Looking at Feng Honglin.

"Uncle Shi, Geng's title is here!" Feng Honglin hurriedly handed over a big red seal with Feng Feifei's birth date.

"Your Majesty, I think this matter should be very clear now! Please ask the emperor to take charge and give me justice to my Feng family!" After that, Feng Yiyan knelt on the ground with a lifting clothes and helmet on the ground. The future father-in-law had knelt down. How could Feng Honglin not kneel? The wrong position was left, and Feng Honglin also knelt on the ground.

"We haven't finished saying this yet~, why are you kneeling down? Why are you anxious to beg the emperor to take charge?" Feng Zhenwu pulled Feng Yiyan and Feng Honglin next to him, "Your Majesty, I haven't finished saying anything."

"What else do you have to say to the emperor?" The emperor glared at Zhang Zhenjun with a cold face. The Zhang family was indeed becoming less and less distorted. What is this? Is this stupid as an emperor? It's so simple, even a lie he could even come to him. When he thought of Concubine Zhang coming up before, intending to mislead him, he wanted to take preconceptions so that he could lean towards what the Zhang family said. The emperor felt a fire of namelessness emerged from the bottom of his heart, and his already cold face instantly became more gloomy. But after decades of cultivation, the emperor still barely controlled it. He wanted to listen to what Feng Zhenwu had to add. He could hear clearly and completely, and he could make the new account together.

"Well, this family has a hundred schools of thought, but this girl cannot give it to a hundred schools of thought. There will always be some people who are not right in their minds and will come up with shameless secret tricks. Although I am not ashamed of this, I am not incomprehensible. Therefore, if it is just a "small" matter of robbing a bride, I will not cause trouble in this Golden Palace..."

This is still a small matter? I have been robbed of the bride from the third-rank official. If this is a small matter, what else is a big matter?! Or...

Comparing what Feng Zhenwu is going to say later, can such things that can break the sky be considered a small matter?!

With his eyelids slightly raised, he noticed the emperor's little eyes that were more sharp at that moment. Feng Zhenwu knew that the emperor had already recalled what he was going to express, so he opened his mouth with satisfaction and continued to say...

"Forget it, I won't talk about this matter anymore. Your Majesty, you should see it yourself. I want to "congratulations" to the emperor. Although this matter is a bad thing today, you have discovered a great talent through this bad thing!!"

"What does the Emperor's words mean?!"

"What I mean is, Your Majesty, don't you want to see these great betrothal gifts prepared by General Zhang with your own eyes?!" Feng Zhenwu smiled slightly.

Looking at Feng Zhenwu, then looking at Zhang Zhenjun, whose head was so low that he was almost shaking and had already started to tremble, a very bad premonition surged into his heart. The emperor stood up, stepped down the steps, took a deep breath, and then slowly walked towards the lifting boxes painted with red paint.

"Why are you still standing there? Why don't you open these boxes quickly so that the emperor can see with your own eyes how capable our General Zhang is!"

Boxes of gold and silver, priceless head jewelry, glittering and excellently colored large gems...

The emperor's hand couldn't help but tremble. Such a betrothal gift could make him feel pain even if he was released from his private treasury. However, Zhang Zhenjun, a small third-rank mighty general, could easily take out such a betrothal gift that even the emperor would feel pain. What does this mean?! He dared not think about it carefully, dare not think about it...

But that's it, Prince Wu's sarcastic voice still rang behind him.

"I want to 'congratulations' the emperor. Our General Zhang is really good at making money. He has only been in the army for many years. He can save such a large amount of property. Look at the boxes of gold, silver, and jewelry, tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk..., Your Majesty, you should really ask the Minister of Revenue to come with us. Learn and learn from our General Zhang and learn from our scriptures. How long has it been for us that General Zhang saved so much with such a little military salary. He is the Minister of Revenue, who is in charge of the money bags of our Fengluan Dynasty, but he sees Tian'er poor, and he is inferior to a third-rank warrior. Zhen'er---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
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