That night, Cui Zhongli went to see Mr. Cui and chatted all night.
I don’t know what the two said that night. On the second day, Mr. Cui asked everyone to gather in the hall and mentioned the separation in front of everyone.
“As the old saying goes, when a tree branches, people will divide their families, let alone a big family like our Cui family.
Now that you are married and have children, you all have your own ideas. Even if I keep you, it will not be conducive to the harmony of the family. It is better to separate the family and let you go alone. "
As he spoke, Mr. Cui looked around at everyone present, and his eyes fell on his second wife, the concubine whom he had loved for many years. There was a slight hesitation in his words.
Parents are here, no separation.
For this reason, although Cui Zhongli has inherited the position of the head of the Cui family in Qinghe, there is still no separation among their direct branches, and the whole family still lives together.
When the aunties heard what Mr. Cui said, they started crying immediately.
"Old Master, listen, you are still trying to get rid of me when the old lady kicks us out, I will not live anymore!"
The one who was crying was Mrs. Song.
When Mrs. Song heard that the old man said that they wanted to separate the family, she immediately thought that the old lady Yang couldn't see that she was favored, so she said something in front of the old man.
Moreover, the old man entered Yang's house last night. If not her, who else could it be?
It must be said that Mrs. Song is the most blessed among Mr. Cui's many aunts.
Not only did she give birth to a son and a daughter for Mr. Cui, she also received all kinds of attention and favor, only her legitimate wife Yang could rival her.
Aiwujiwu, the concubine Cui Zeyu and the fifth girl born to Concubine Song were also extremely favored among the concubines and concubines.
Not only did his second wife Cui Zeyu go to Chong College to study, but his wife was also chosen from a well-known wealthy businessman's family in Luojing City.
In order to hope that the second fang will not be too miserable because of lack of money in a hundred years.
Unfortunately, Cui Zeyu was not satisfied with this. He also thought that his father did not want him to surpass his eldest brother, so he chose a businesswoman as his wife.
As for Song Taiyi's daughter, she married Zhou Pei, who was once a disciple of the Cui family in Qinghe and is now the Minister of Household Affairs.
Although the dowry given to the fifth girl did not exceed that of the legitimate daughter, it still made several concubines at that time envious.
With such plans for Aunt Song's son and daughter, Aunt Song was really favored.
It's a pity that she is a concubine after all.
Auntie Song was so beautiful that even when she cried, her tears filled her eyes. Even her heart of stone turned into tenderness.
Mr. Cui's heart softened long ago when he saw his concubine crying.
However, the next moment I heard the eldest son cough lightly, I suddenly remembered what the eldest son Zhong Li said last night, and turned away from looking at my concubine.
But Mrs. Song was still crying.
The old lady Yang's face was serious and she kept turning the prayer beads in her hand.
It was as if she didn't hear Yang's resentment towards her, and her eyes swept over everyone calmly.
She said: "Cui Man, it's not appropriate for these concubines to stay here. Please leave."
Cui Man is the person close to Mr. Cui.
Except for Mr. Cui and the old lady who can manipulate him, everyone else has to be polite when they see him.
Cui Man glanced at the several aunts who were crying in the hall. These aunts had all given birth to children for the old man.
Especially Aunt Song.
It’s not easy to offend.
But he had to listen to what the old lady said.
He asked the concubines to leave in a polite tone. There was no more crying, and the hall instantly became quiet.
After the concubines left, the old man slowly spoke about the family separation.
"According to the ancestral rules, the eldest son inherits 70% of the family property, and the third-bedroom son inherits two shares, leaving 10%, and the second- and fourth-bedroom houses have no square footage..."
After the family is divided, some people are happy and some are worried.
The happiest person present here is Cui's current mistress, Cui Zhongli's direct wife Wang.
Speaking of which, the Cui family of Qinghe is related by marriage to the Wang family of Langya.
During the reign of the first emperor, the first emperor's queen was the daughter of the Zheng family in Xingyang. This meant that the Wang family's daughter could not be a concubine, and it was impossible to marry into the royal family.
It just so happened that Cui Zhongli fell in love with Wang's daughter at first sight when he was young, and the two families got married.
Without her father's concubines and concubines, the family's expenses would be reduced by more than half. How could she not be happy?
Of course, she still acted like a good sister-in-law, caring about the other rooms.
The most unhappy person is the second room.
The second wife was a commoner, and all she got was some money and property in the house.
Compared with the big house, it is like heaven and earth.
Although Cui Zeyu was dissatisfied with this division of the family, he also knew that this was the rule. Who said he was a concubine?
Cui Zeyu walked out of the hall with a dark face.
Seeing his eldest brother walking out, he looked gloomy and said, "If my guess is correct, it was eldest brother who proposed the family separation, right?"
The old man suddenly mentioned splitting up the family. Except that it was his eldest brother who suggested it, he couldn't think of who it was!
Besides, as soon as he inquired about it, he found out that his eldest brother had gone to find his father last night.
Cui Zhongli didn't hide it.
"What do you want to do this time? As the eldest brother, I won't stop you, and I can't stop you. But as the head of the Cui family, I will not watch the Qinghe Cui family follow you to destruction." He said.
After saying this, Cui Zeyuxin suddenly panicked when Cui Zhongli saw it. Could it be that his eldest brother knew something?
"What are you talking about, brother? I can't understand you."
Cui Zeyu wondered: "What did I do to make my elder brother mistakenly think that the Qinghe Cui clan is going to be destroyed because of me? I am just a commoner, do I have such great ability?"
While talking, Cui Zeyu looked aggrieved and pulled Cui Zhongli to come to the old man to explain clearly.
"Brother, I don't understand what I did to make you misunderstand me like this?
To put this charge on a concubine like me, oh, what an honor it is for me! "
Cui Zeyu laughed at himself and shouted his grievances, not necessarily because his eldest brother had wronged him.
The other rooms outside the door listened to these words and were confused.
When the younger brothers who were concubines heard what the second roommate said, their eyes changed when they looked at their eldest brother.
It seems that he believed what the second room said.
At the same time, they are also wondering whether one day the elder brother will accuse them of an unfounded crime.
But Sanfang, who is also a direct descendant, can't stand it.
"Second brother, you know what you have done. If you really tell your father, even Aunt Song will not be able to save you!"
"Don't believe it? We can go!"
Cui Zeyu was just talking, but he didn't dare to make trouble in front of the old man.
And he was also very panicked.
If the eldest brother really knows something, and he tells it to the old man, he will be beaten even if he loses his legs.
Seeing his elder brother's cold eyes, Cui Zeyu suddenly felt a little frightened. He didn't dare to continue what he said and left as if running away.
Cui Zeyu returned to the second room angrily and met Mrs. Song and his wife Mrs. Mei who were waiting for him.
"How is it? Are the families really separated?" Mrs. Song asked anxiously.
Mrs. Mei on the side also stared at him closely.
"Father said the family was separated, how can we still have a family?"
Mrs. Song asked again, "How much did you share?" This was the question that Ms. Song was most concerned about.
