After rebirth, the daughter of the marquisate went crazy

The elders nodded. "Yes, our Ye family has always followed this rule. However, in your grandfather's generation, your eldest uncle was the only legitimate son. Although your father and the second son were illegitimate sons, the old marquis didn't let you go out when he was alive. It's always more lively when the family is together."

Most of the family property of aristocratic families is given to the legitimate son, and it is considered good if the illegitimate son can provide capital to establish another family business. Their Ye family has too few descendants in this generation, so they did not follow these rules.

Now, if Ye Zimo hadn’t mentioned it, the elders wouldn’t have remembered it.

"Boss, let's follow the rules."

Lord Ye still didn't want to agree. He looked at the Second Master and asked, "Second Master, what do you think?"

The second master curled his lips speechlessly, "I've already divided it out, what can I say? Third brother, if you want to leave, go ahead. I can't give you much money, so why are you making excuses?"

The second master didn't take care of the household affairs and wasn't very close to the third master, so naturally he didn't know that the third master's family gave a lot of money to the Marquis' Mansion every year.

As for the second wife who was originally qualified to inherit the title of the Marquis, Lord Ye naturally wanted him to divide it up as soon as possible, but as for the third wife who could be regarded as a money bag, Lord Ye was reluctant to let go.

Ye Qingyu was watching the show with great interest. She saw that out of a room full of people, only Lord Ye disagreed with the division of the third branch. There was not even anyone to help. It was really a bit pitiful.

Lord Ye gritted his teeth and asked, "If the family is divided, will the share of filial piety to mother remain unchanged?"

Share?

What share?

Hearing Lord Ye's words, everyone in the room was a little surprised.

Ye Qingyu was also surprised. So that was why Marquis Ye didn't want the third branch to split up. It seemed that the third branch gave a lot. Otherwise, how could the arrogant Marquis Ye take it seriously?

Before the Third Master could speak, the Second Master spoke first, unhappily, "What do you mean by filial piety? Big Brother, are you confused? It's natural for you, the legitimate son, to take care of the legitimate mother. Third Brother's aunt went to Yangzhou with him when our father died, so it's natural for him to take care of his own aunt. When did our family have the rule that a illegitimate son should take care of his legitimate mother?"

A hint of displeasure flashed across the Third Master's shrewd eyes, but the smile on his face remained unchanged. "Second brother is right. As a bastard's son, how can I have the qualifications to support my mother? However, rest assured, eldest brother, I will definitely give you gifts during the New Year and other festivals."

The third master almost said it directly, you raise your mother yourself.

Looking at the people in the room, no one was on his side. Even if Lord Ye was unwilling, it would be useless.

"Since you are determined to separate the family, you will bear the consequences of your actions in the future."

The third master smiled even more broadly, "Of course, don't worry, big brother, even if my younger brother gets into trouble in the future, after the family is divided, the Marquis' Mansion will not be implicated."

"In that case, please ask the elders to write the documents for me to separate the family. I really can't get away from the business in Yangzhou. I will pack up and rush back tomorrow."

The elder nodded. "Very well, Third Brother. Since you're out of town, I won't give you the land deeds in the capital. I'll give you more silver. What do you think?"

The Third Master nodded as if to discuss things with him. "It's up to you, Elder."

"In that case, you are almost the same as the second brother. He will convert all the land and shops he gets into cash for you."

The elders were calculating with their abacus. "In that case, I'll give you eight thousand taels of silver."

"Don't despise it. The current Qingyuan Marquis Mansion is no longer the same as your father's time. Alas." The elder shook his head and sighed.

Ever since the Qingyuan Marquisate passed to Ye Wencheng, it had been declining day by day. Given the eldest son's foolish personality, let alone reviving it, it would be a blessing if he didn't ruin the title left by his ancestors one day.

The Third Master took the banknote and glanced at Lord Ye, whose face was dark blue. "That's not right, elder. I naturally understand the difficulties of the Marquisate."

The Third Master turned around and walked to Ye Qingyu, and handed all the banknotes to her. "Qingyu, Third Uncle will be leaving tomorrow. This money is your dowry from Third Uncle, your Third Aunt, and your cousin. When the auspicious date for your wedding is set, don't forget to send me a letter. Third Uncle will definitely come back to see you off."

Ye Qingyu had just received a stack of silver notes from the third master. Judging from the amount, it was at least one or two thousand taels. Now, the third master gave the silver that he got from the division of the family property to Ye Qingyu. It was obvious that he did not take the eight thousand taels of silver seriously.

The Third Aunt, who was standing by, watched the Third Master give out the banknotes. The total amount was probably at least 12,000 taels of silver. Even a dowry wouldn't be given in this amount. She felt a little distressed and wanted to say something, but was stopped by Ye Zimo, who was quick-witted and agile.

Ye Zimo gave her a look, signaling her not to talk nonsense.

Ye Qingyu also noticed the distressed look on Third Aunt's face, but she didn't care. This time she didn't respond and said, "Third Uncle, your dowry is too valuable. I can't accept it."

When Lord Ye saw that the banknote he had just given out was given to Ye Qingyu in an instant, his face became even uglier.

The third son gave eight thousand taels of silver as a dowry. As a father, how much silver should he give? Originally, he only thought of giving things worth about three thousand taels of silver. After all, there was the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion, so he could pack a few boxes to show off.

Now the third brother has made such a fuss in front of so many people, he is going to bleed heavily.

The second master was amused. "Qingyu, just take what your third uncle gives you. What are you afraid of? Your third uncle doesn't even think much of this little money."

"However, your second uncle is not as wealthy as your third uncle's family, so I won't be able to give you such a large dowry when the time comes."

Ye Qingyu smiled and said, "Second Uncle, you are joking. My dowry was naturally prepared by my father. My father will naturally not treat me, a legitimate daughter, unfairly, right, father?"

Ye Qingyu looked at Lord Ye dimly. Lord Ye avoided her gaze and coughed lightly, "Of course, of course."

A hint of mockery flashed across the Third Master's smiling eyes. He turned around and slapped the banknote in Ye Qingyu's hand. "The dowry your father gave you was given by your father. This is given to you by Third Uncle. You should keep it with peace of mind. I heard that you donated a lot of food for the flood in the south. The dowry your mother left you is not much left. Keep it well and buy some beautiful jewelry. Girls should dress up beautifully."

Seeing that she really couldn't refuse, Ye Qingyu had no choice but to accept it, "Okay, thank you, Third Uncle."

The third master smiled and said, "Well, that's right. A gift from an elder cannot be refused."

He smiled and turned to look at the second master, "Second brother, when Qingya's marriage is settled, her dowry will also be indispensable to Qingya."

The second master snorted, "Qingya has me as her father, why would she need you?"

After saying that, he glanced at Lord Ye.

Lord Ye understood the hidden meaning in his words, and his face darkened.

The division of the third branch of the family was completed happily. The third master put away the division documents and left side by side with the second master.

Ye Qingyu took Wanqiu and Moshu, and returned to her own Wanyan Pavilion with the silver given by the third master.

No one cared about Lord Ye, whose face was as black as the ash at the bottom of a pot.