The legitimate daughter was reborn, and the emperor’s little Jiaojiao went crazy.

The matchmaker heard the secret of the rich and powerful, and her face suddenly changed. She was experienced and very sensible, so she just regarded the marriage as a done deal, regardless of the quarrels.

She was afraid that something might happen, so she rolled her eyes, smiled, and left. Before leaving, she said, "The Ming family will prepare generous gifts and propose marriage. We will never delay this good marriage."

She thought to herself that the Ming family was very generous and the matchmaking money must be generous. How could they let a trouble arise over an old man and ruin their financial future?

After the matchmaker left, the atmosphere in the hall became silent for a moment.

Tang Songlin frowned, and placed the teacup heavily on the table. "Let's not talk about other things. Just talking about seniority is inappropriate. You are of different generations. You are still Mr. Ming's elder."

There was a burst of laughter outside. It was Tang Xinghe who came. "Of course, each has his own opinion! What does the seniority of the Ming family have to do with my aunt?"

Zheng Qiaoer nodded, "My Xinghe understands that Chu Yue is not superior in seniority. We should discuss our own affairs. Otherwise, there are too many people in the capital who have difficulty sorting out their seniority."

Tang Songlin's eyebrows twitched slightly, he was angry!

He still wanted to reverse the situation and made a final struggle: "Chu Yue, have you thought it through? This matter is of great importance. Don't let your life be ruined by a moment of anger. The Liang family is a century-old family with a deep foundation. It is different after all."

Tang Chuyue lowered her eyes and responded, "I don't know much about the Ming family. But looking at the character of my eldest brother and eldest sister, I know that the Ming family is right. Although the Ming family is not prominent, it is also clean. Mr. Ming has a good character, and my daughter is willing to marry him."

What are you saying? I have nothing to do with your elder brother and elder sister! Seeing that his daughter was not listening, Tang Songlin said fiercely after a long while, "You will regret it someday!"

Seeing Tang Songlin repeatedly saying that he looked down on the Ming family, Tang Chujun couldn't help but said, "Father still hates the Ming family to this day. Is he afraid that others will talk about you for embezzling the Ming family's money?"

Tang Songlin was so angry that his face turned blue. He refused to admit it, "When have I ever embezzled the Ming family's money?"

Tang Chujun was not lenient with him. "You have never embezzled the Ming family's money, so how did you keep your title and not be demoted? And how did you step down from this title? Father has a bad memory, do you want me to recall it for you in public?"

Shi Anxia added a stab and smiled gently, "Grandfather, people need to be open-minded to live longer. You are always thinking about the money donated by the Duke of Huguo Mansion in the first two years, which is not conducive to longevity."

Zheng Qiaoer also said coldly, "Thanks to my father, the current Huguogong Mansion is just an empty shell. You always think you are a wealthy family, but in my opinion, it is not as good as the Furun Baron Mansion. At least, the Ming family is rich and has a bright future."

Tang Songlin was very angry when he saw that everyone was arguing with him one after another and did not understand his good intentions at all.

He knew clearly that his eldest son Tang Chuyu's career was at its peak, so how could it be possible that "the Duke of Protectorate's Mansion was an empty shell" as these women said.

Tang Songlin fell ill and was bedridden.

Tang Chuyue was filial and took care of her father, staying up all night, and no one could find any fault with her.

However, she took advantage of the fact that no one was around and said to Tang Songlin, "Father, don't pretend to be sick. Even if you do, you won't be able to stay in the Duke of the Guardian's Mansion for a few days. You have to go back to your hometown to retire."

Tang Songlin was so angry that he almost burst out of his head, "Rebellious girl! Rebellious girl!" he said as he raised his hand to hit her.

Tang Chuyue didn't hide, but leaned closer and whispered, "I dreamed that my mother came to me with blood coming out of all seven orifices. Did you kill my mother?"

Tang Songlin was furious, "Nonsense!"

Tang Chuyue said slowly, "My mother did many wrong things. She was sorry to my eldest sister-in-law and my elder sister. I was young and ignorant before. I was a bastard and helped my mother to speak ill of me."

Now she knew she was wrong. After calming down and re-examining her situation, she realized how vicious her mother was and how mean she was to have wanted to destroy Xia'er.

Her elder sister-in-law Zheng Qiaoer and her elder sister Tang Chujun both hated her mother Zhu, but she accepted it and had nothing to say.

She questioned, "But my mother has never let you down, father!"

This was the mystery in her mind. A living person was gone without a sound or a trace.

She always suspected that her mother's death was related to her father.

Tang Songlin choked, "What do you mean? Do you suspect that I killed your mother?" He raised his hand and slapped Tang Chuyue in the face, "You really have a lot of imagination! I tell you, she died of anger! She was angered to death!"

Tang Chuyue didn't believe it. Even though the slap was burning, she didn't care at all.

She just felt that her mother was killed by her father. "Even if she died of anger, it was you who made her angry!"

Tang Songlin turned over and sat up, his eyes gloomy, "Really not! If you look closely, she was pissed off to death by you useless guys! She was also pissed off to death by your overly competitive nephews and nieces, and your promising nephew Tang Xinghe!"

He didn't lie.

Zhu was indeed mad at her death. Her own children were useless, and she watched helplessly as her late wife's children and their descendants became more powerful than each other, and she was mad at her death.

Tang Chuyue thought about it and believed it.

She felt that it made sense to say so. Given her mother's character, it was possible that she was jealous of the late lady's offspring because they were strong, while she and her brothers... were all useless.

The mystery that had been lingering in her mind for a long time was solved, and Tang Chuyue felt much more relieved. She was too lazy to take care of her father anymore.

Growing up, my father was indifferent to everyone. He actually only loved himself.

In this case, he is not worthy of his children to show filial piety to him. Tang Chuyue felt no burden at all.

Zheng Qiaoer came to Tang Chuyue and handed her a list. On the list was Zhu's dowry, which had been kept in the private vault of the Duke's Mansion and had never been moved.

Tang Chuyue's brothers and sisters-in-law had come to make trouble earlier, wanting to divide Zhu's dowry, but Zheng Qiaoer sent them away forcefully, saying that they had already been defeated.

Now she gave everything to Tang Chuyue without leaving anything, and also made a list and handed it to her, "This is the extra box your elder brother and I gave you. I hope that after you get married, you can live a happy and peaceful life."

Tang Chuyue held the list in her hand and couldn't help crying. Her knees softened and she knelt in front of Zheng Qiaoer, "Sister-in-law, I can't bear to leave you."

Zheng Qiaoer smiled, "If you can't bear to leave, just come back and take a look. The yard is reserved for you, you can come back anytime. From now on, you must set your mind right and don't go astray."

Tang Chuyue's tears never stopped and she nodded desperately, "Yue'er, listen to your sister-in-law."

Zheng Qiaoer raised her hand to touch Tang Chuyue's head, but eventually retracted her hand, "Get up."

Tang Chuyue stood up, a little worried, and asked, "Sister-in-law, what do you think the young master of the Ming family likes about me? We have only met once, he... won't regret it, right?"

Everything is uncertain before the engagement is made. She didn't want to get married before, but now she is afraid that her father will offend the Ming family and they will regret not marrying her.

Zheng Qiaoer raised her eyebrows, "How can you only meet once? Isn't the Sun Moon Charity Bureau that you go to every month owned by the Ming family? Ming Sijun has met you many times, and the silver you donated eventually fell into his hands. Otherwise, why do you think he suddenly came to propose marriage?"

Tang Chuyue was shocked for a while, and finally remembered why Mr. Ming looked familiar. She had indeed seen him at the Charity Bureau, but she didn't dare to stare at the man, and only glanced at him from a distance.

But that evening, Tang Songlin sent someone to call her over, "I remember that your mother died in a strange way, and the cause of death is questionable..."