After I killed him for 9,000 years, he was reborn.

"I don't think it's a good idea, my son. You are just too simple, innocent and kind-hearted. You were fooled by someone so easily.

Your father is the Admiral of the Nine Gates, in charge of the garrison of the entire Yuanjing City. If he wants to get some benefits, isn't it just a matter of talking?

Forget about your father, just look at that vixen Li Yue'er and his two children.

He was wearing gold, silver, jade, silk and satin. I once saw Tong Wencai, and the folding fan he held was an authentic work of Mi Pei. That fan alone was worth several thousand taels of silver. How could people like them say they had no money?

Except for someone as naive as you, who in the capital of the Yuan Dynasty would believe that the Nine Gates Governor's Mansion would be without money?

I'm afraid they are taking this opportunity to squeeze every last drop of blood and sweat out of us, mother and son.

It is said that one should not have the intention to harm others, but one must always be on guard against others. I see that it was that vixen Li Yue'er who instigated your father to calculate your mother's dowry.

Your father still has some dignity no matter what, but Li Yue'er is a shameless person.

My son, you must not be fooled by them.

It's all because of me, your useless mother, that you haven't won your father's favor. Your mother's dowry is the foundation for us, mother and son, to settle down in this mansion.

Do you believe it or not?

As long as I hand over all my dowry, within a month, you will have to observe three years of mourning for me."

I have to say that Du Sanniang you revealed the truth, but the key is that your stupid son Tong Wenjie doesn't believe it.

Tong Wenjie thought to himself that although Tong Guoan had always disliked the eldest son Tong Wenjie for so many years, the Da Chong Dynasty had always been a system of inheritance priority for the eldest son. As long as he was alive, Tong Wencai would always be a bastard. No matter the wealth or title of the Yueguo Mansion, no matter how Tong Wencai and his mother acted, it would eventually fall into his hands.

As long as I stay safe and don't make any big mistakes, those who want my property and title will have no way to do anything to me.

To survive till the end is victory...

Tong Wenjie has always held this idea in mind, so he is willing to tolerate his father's unreasonable favoritism again and again for the sake of the huge Yueguo Mansion and the title of Yueguo Duke, as well as the relentless pressure from Li Yue'er and her son.

"No, I don't agree with this. My dowry will only be left to my son and daughter-in-law in the future, and will never be given to anyone else.

There is no room for negotiation on this matter.

Wenjie, please tell your father and Li Yueer to stop trying to take my dowry."

"But it was my father who arranged for me to come here."

The air suddenly became quiet. Du Sanniang trembled her lips and didn't know how to respond.

“Then the eldest young master replied to the master and said, it’s fine as long as the madam doesn’t agree.

Madam and I are here for this matter, so you don’t have to worry about it..."

"Okay, let's do as Madam Sun said. Go and tell your father that mother doesn't agree, and tell them to come to me directly if they have any problems, and not to use you.

I’m in this condition now. If I’m not careful, I might go to see the King of Hell at any time and anywhere. What is there to be afraid of?

At worst, I can just give my life to them.

Anyway, as long as you don’t touch my son, you can do whatever you want.”

Thinking that the foundation of her livelihood was being sought after by someone, Du Sanniang, who had previously felt that she was on the verge of death and might die at any time, sat up in shock in her dying illness, wishing she could just throw off the quilt, get out of bed and fight someone to the death.