Family Has a Concubine

In the dim light, the couple just copied the scriptures in silence.

And in the lively night market in the city, in an inconspicuous guest room, a pair of young men and women are having a private meeting...

"Mei Li, you suddenly called me out, what happened? Don't cry for now." Zhang Boyuan said worriedly.

Sitting on the chair, Ye Licai cried so much that it was raining with pear blossoms, and kept stroking: "My dowry is gone...no more!"

"What? What's going on?" Zhang Boyuan was startled as he listened. "Last time you said that the family prepared fifteen thousand taels for you?"

"My parents lost all my dowry!" Ye Licai said more and more aggrieved, crying indescribably sad.

"How can there be such a thing..." Zhang Boyuan's expression changed.

"You, you don't despise me?" Ye Licai looked at his livid expression and regretted it secretly. Shouldn't I tell him? But she was so wronged and helpless, and he was her biggest support, so she couldn't help complaining to him and hoped that he would help herself. "My father and mother... I don't know who was deceived. Last time, my big sister snatched all the dowry that originally belonged to me, as well as all your Zhang family's betrothal gifts. The family has more face, and was deceived by a very trustworthy person."

Ye Licai hated her. She hated her parents for losing all her dowry, but in front of her future husband's family, she couldn't help but protect her parents' face.

While talking, Ye Licai raised her big apricot eyes to look at Zhang Boyuan. A plain white goose-egg face, with such a pair of wet apricot eyes with crystal teardrops, biting his lips and lowering his eyes, as if he could cry in the next second, being watched by such a weak beauty, Zhang Boyuan's heart suddenly She is soft, so I am not willing to blame her.

"Don't worry, how could I despise you!" Zhang Boyuan said softly.

"The dowry..." Ye Li Cai bit her lips even harder.

"I will help you figure out a solution." Zhang Boyuan would not be willing to marry her shabbyly, and if she didn't have a dowry, he would lose face.

"Zhang Lang, you are so kind, you blamed my parents for being confused..." Ye Licai said as she threw herself into his arms.

Wenxiang Nephrite was full of arms, and his weak boneless hands were touching his fiery chest through the thin clothes. Zhang Boyuan hadn't had time to love her, so I was so willing to blame her.

Zhang Boyuan quickly comforted her: "Don't blame my father and mother, they are also thinking about us."

The two stayed in the inn for another half an hour before leaving.

When Zhang Boyuan came home, he lay on the bed and pondered Ye Licai’s dowry, but he ran out of money for a month. Even though there were some valuable things in the house, he took it out or sold it and emptied the house. It's only one or two thousand taels, which is not enough.

If you ask the family, it really won't work!

The family had already hired once, whether it was given to Ye Tangcai or Limei, it was given to Jing'an Houfu anyway, and would never agree to another one. If he asks the family, it will only make his parents hate Limei even more.

Between tossing and turning, Zhang Boyuan suddenly thought of a person, and then his eyes lit up, then he closed his eyes and fell asleep peacefully.

Early the next morning, Zhang Boyuan rode his horse quietly to Songhua Alley, East Street, and knocked on the door of a small courtyard.

"Who is it?" A fifteen or six-year-old maid in grey clothes opened the door and saw a handsome young man, but she was startled and wary: "Who are you looking for?"

"Is Jing'an Hou Shizi?" Zhang Boyuan said.

"Who are you? What's the matter with my family?" The maid said.

Listening to her tone, there is no doubt that people are in it. Zhang Boyuan was overjoyed: "As soon as you report it, you can say that Zhang Boyuan can see you."

The maid took a look at him, and closed the door. After a while, the door opened again, and saw an elegant man of thirty-six and seven came out. It was not someone else, but Ye Tangcai's father, Ye Chengde.

"It's Bo Yuan, why are you here?" Ye Chengde smiled.

"Uncle Ye, please help a bunch of nephews!" Zhang Boyuan said, and explained Ye Licai's plight of no dowry.

Ye Chengde had always been faint to Zhang Boyuan before, but since Zhang Boyuan and Ye Licai eloped for love, broke free from the constraints of the secular world, and courageously pursue true love, he has extremely admired Boyuan.

"Uncle, I really have no choice but to ask you for help!" Zhang Boyuan said helplessly.

"I've heard the family say about this." Ye Chengde frowned, "But...this is more than ten thousand taels of silver, where can I get it?"

Where does he get more than ten thousand taels of silver? Moreover, the second day of the wedding of Zhang Ye's family was set for the second day, and his work of buying and walking outside was calculated by the antagonist, so that he now has no money on hand.

Zhang Boyuan was disappointed when he heard it.

"Don't be sad for now." Ye Chengde pondered for a while before he said, "I don't have it here, but that Ni woman has such a large amount of things in her hands. I think of a way to let her borrow the things from you."

Ye Chengde felt that Ye Tangcai accounted for Zhang's betrothal gift and Ye Licai's dowry, and these things should be returned to Ye Licai. But now things have fallen into Ye Tang Cai's hands. This Niu is as fierce as her mother. It is not easy to pick up their things. If you borrow them, you can persuade them to make peace.

"Uncle Ye...she is your daughter...she hated me and Limei. You ask her to lend us something...for fear of hurting your father and daughter." Zhang Boyuan said in surprise.

"What hurts or not!" Ye Chengde felt uncomfortable thinking about Ye Tangcai, that was not his and Tingniang's child. "I'm a helper and not a relative."

"Then thank Uncle Ye!" Zhang Boyuan was so grateful that his eyes were red. "In this world, there is no one who is more transparent and sensible than my uncle."

Ye Chengde looked at him and was very pleased, and patted him on the shoulder: "Good boy, I know, now you have many difficulties, but you will definitely get better in the future. You are much luckier than me, you met so early. Loved in his life, and the clear medium is marrying the one he loves into the door."

When he said that, he laughed bitterly with self-deprecation, very emotional. It would be great if he could meet Tingniang before he was unmarried. Unfortunately, there is no such thing in this world.

"Uncle Ye is the most holy, and he will definitely get better in the future." Zhang Boyuan said.

"Take your words!" Ye Chengde nodded, very firm and determined in his heart. He is making better plans for Tingniang and Ruier step by step. "Hehe, by the way, let you stand here for so long, come in and sit down!"

"No need." Zhang Boyuan thanked him with a smile, "Grandfather ordered me to go to his study at noon. I will go back first."

Zhang Boyuan said that he wrote, then turned and left.

Ye Chengde went into the house to clean up, and then went back to Jing'an Hou's Mansion.