Marrying a concubine and swallowing her dowry? The mistress turns around and marries a high-ranking

Chapter 441

He never knew before that these yellow and white things, which he had always taken for granted, could cause him so much trouble!

Yin Bohong then went to find Old Madam Yin.

Madam Yin's attitude remained the same as before.

“Where would I get the money to give you now? Don’t think I don’t know how much money your Shuang girl has cost the Yin family over the past ten years! I couldn’t care less if Shen Lingxia was willing to give you money before, but now I’m in charge of these businesses, and can’t you see how overwhelmed I am? ... I don’t have a single extra penny. If you want to support that mistress, use your own monthly salary and stipend. That’s enough for an ordinary family to live on for a whole year!”

Yin Bohong tried to argue: "But... Shuang'er is not an ordinary person... and there's also Hancheng, who is also your grandson. Can you bear to let him suffer in poverty?"

Madam Yin sneered: "Yes, she's no ordinary person. She's far inferior to women from ordinary respectable families! If you hadn't been bewitched by her and stayed with her all these years, I'd have countless grandchildren by now! ...Alright, what you say is useless. Don't bother me anymore. I still have to settle accounts!"

Madam Yin had long regarded that Miss Shuang as a thorn in her side.

She monopolized Yin Bohong, making him completely devoted to her. Back then, he even threatened suicide and quarreled with his family for her sake, risking everything to keep her as his mistress for more than ten years.

Madam Yin despises these kinds of vixens the most!

She shared a similar idea with Shen Lingxia: to use this opportunity to let Yin Bohong know whether he and that Shuang girl could still live a loving and harmonious life without sufficient financial support!

Yin Bohong was rebuffed by Madam Yin and had no choice but to leave dejectedly.

He had also considered making money on his own. After all, he was quite famous in the literary world of Beiyi, a poet praised by everyone. Wouldn't making some money be an easy thing for him?

Upon reflection, it seems that he has never earned a single penny on his own in the past thirty-odd years.

Even his position as a compiler in the Hanlin Academy was secured through his father's connections, and he only received a monthly salary of ten taels of silver.

Although he felt he was exceptionally talented and full of literary knowledge, he had no idea how to monetize it.

He only knew that the other editors in the Hanlin Academy did some part-time jobs to supplement their income, but he disliked those copying and annotation jobs as too low-level, a waste of his talent and life, and besides, they didn't earn much money.

It's completely incomparable to how Shen Lingxia used to give him thousands of taels of silver at a time.

Yin Bohong had been running around for several days, but hadn't managed to get a single tael of silver.

He returned to Ling Shuang Courtyard in a daze and saw Jian Qing Shuang teaching Yin Han Cheng how to paint.

A gentle and elegant talented mother, a well-behaved and obedient child... Yin Bohong can no longer appreciate this beautiful scene at all.

Because he discovered that Jian Qingshuang and Yin Hancheng had replaced the entire set of brushes, ink, paper, and inkstones they used for painting with brand new ones!

The brushes were carved from ivory and had a rosewood handle; the ink was Huizhou ink, worth a tael of gold per ounce; the Xuan paper was from Jing County; and the inkstone was a Chengni stone inkstone. Not to mention the various pigments displayed on the entire table—ultramarine, cinnabar, realgar, and even gold powder—each more expensive than the last. Even the various palettes were not cheap.

Yin Bohong felt a sudden darkness before his eyes and almost collapsed!

He himself was knowledgeable and knew that this table of food would cost at least a thousand taels of silver!

When Jian Qingshuang saw him, she smiled naturally and said, "Bohong, come and see how Hancheng's painting is?"

Yin Bohong's head was buzzing: "These... are all new ones you bought?"

Jian Qingshuang replied matter-of-factly, "Yes, the paintbrushes and paints I had before were all old and no longer usable, so I simply bought a new set. As you know, the quality of these art supplies has a great impact on the artwork. Hancheng has just started learning to paint, so we can't be careless; of course, we have to buy the best."