Daughter of aristocratic family

On the first day of October, cold clothes were given, and the emperor also gave seasonal clothes to all officials.

In the afternoon, Zhao Wangshu and Song Yuanqu accompanied Zhao Cui to wipe cards. The young lady hurried in and said: "Old lady, I heard something."

"What's the matter? Tell me." Zhao Cui grabbed a card nonchalantly.

"The young master over there at the big house lost a lot of money, and the gambling house forced him to sell the house to pay off his debts," said the young lady.

Zhao Cui's hand shook and the cards in her hand fell on the table.

She looked up at the young lady, her eyes full of surprise, "Are you telling the truth? Where did you hear the news?"

"It's absolutely true. We've heard about it all over the place. My servant even went to inquire about it personally. She said that the young master owed money to the gambling house and had sold several shops. Now he can't even keep his big house." said the young lady. .

Zhao Wangshu and Song Yuanqu looked at each other and saw shock in each other's eyes.

The mansion is the ancestral home of the Zhao family and represents the glory and status of the Zhao family. How can it be sold so easily?
The descendants cannot keep their ancestral home, and they will not be able to see their ancestors even after they die.

"Prodigal son, prodigal son." Mrs. Zhao Cui cursed twice, took a deep breath to calm down, "The clan elders know about this, call me Ni Er and Luo Shan."

The young lady bowed and went out, calling Ni Er and Luo Shan.

Mrs. Zhao Cui ordered the two of them, "Go back to the village and tell the clan elders that Zhao Xian is selling the mansion."

"Yes, old lady." The two immediately set off for the village.

In the evening, the Zhao family and his son came back. Mrs. Zhao Cui told the story, and Zhao Cheng said, "I'll go over and ask."

"You are not allowed to go. If you want to go, wait until the clan elders and others arrive." Zhao Cui said with a stern face.

"Then I'll take leave tomorrow and wait for the elders and others at home." Zhao Cheng said.

"Yin'er doesn't need to go now, you are a junior." Mrs. Zhao Cui said before Zhao Yin could speak.

The next day, Zhao Yin went to the Yamen as usual and applied for leave for his father.

At the beginning of Sishi, seven clan elders came from the village with their sons. When they saw Zhao Cui, they asked: "Zhao Xian really wants to sell the mansion?"

"You always go out and ask random people, then you will know whether it is true or false." Mrs. Zhao Cui said angrily.

An elder said: "The mansion is the root of the Zhao family and the inheritance left by our ancestors. How can we sell it?"

"This prodigal son actually wants to sell our ancestral home!" A clan elder slammed the table and stood up angrily, "Has he forgotten the kindness of his ancestors and the glory of the Zhao family?"

"He must be stopped and he must not be allowed to sell his ancestral home!" Another clan elder also said firmly.

The clan elders expressed their intention to prevent Zhao Xian from selling the ancestral home, and the group headed towards the mansion in great force.

Seeing the menacing clan elders, Zhao Xian denied that he wanted to sell the mansion, "I never had any intention of selling the mansion. This is someone maliciously slandering me behind my back."

"Since you have no such plan, why are there such rumors in the market?" A clan elder asked with a frown.

"Someone is jealous of me and deliberately spreads such rumors to ruin my reputation!" Zhao Xian looked at Zhao Cheng with a hint.

Before Zhao Cheng had time to speak, a servant ran in and said, "Sir, the gambling house is here to take over the house."

The clan elders realized that they had been deceived by Zhao Xian. Their faces were ashen and their tempers were fierce. They directly cursed: "You are an unfilial descendant."

"Zhao Xian! How dare you deceive us! You clearly want to sell your ancestral home, and you want to use rumors to cover up the truth!" A clan elder was so angry that he started to protest. The clan elders stared angrily. They were angered by Zhao Xian's sophistry and deception, "Zhao Xian, you have let us down so much!"

Zhao Xian didn't expect to be exposed, so he hurriedly explained: "I really didn't want to sell the mansion. It was the people from the gambling shop who wanted to take away the mansion, and I had no choice!"

One of the clan elders asked sternly: "Why did the gambling house take over the mansion? Why didn't you take over other people's houses? It's not because you didn't teach your adopted son and allowed him to gamble."

The person who manipulated Zhao He was not Zhao Xian, but Mrs. Zhao, but the clan elders would only settle accounts with Zhao Xian.

Zhao Xian was speechless when asked, and lowered his head to admit his mistake: "It was my fault. I shouldn't have allowed Zhao He to gamble, and I shouldn't have wanted to sell my ancestral home in order to pay off gambling debts, but I couldn't help it, anyway. We can’t just watch He’er being beaten to death by them.”

When the clan elders saw Zhao Xian admitting his mistake, although they were still angry, they also knew that this was not the time to hold people accountable.

What they have to do is how to protect the Zhao family's ancestral home. One of the clan elders said in a deep voice: "Zhao Xian, you must find a way to solve this problem immediately. We cannot let the ancestral home fall into the hands of the gambling house."

"It's not difficult to keep our ancestral home. All we have to do is pay off our gambling debts. Uncles, please lend me some money to get through this difficult time. I will repay you twice as much in the future."

Zhao Xian's idea was good, but no one from the clan elders responded.

After a long time, one of the clan elders said: "Zhao Xian, you don't know that we all live on one-third of an acre of land, how much money can we lend to you?
"Yes, Zhao Xian, it's not that we don't want to help you, but the amount of gambling debt is huge, and it's difficult for us to pay it together." Another clan elder agreed.

"And if you help you tide over the difficulties this time, how can you ensure that Zhao He will no longer gamble and cause more trouble to our Zhao family?"

"Uncles, I promise that as long as I can keep my ancestral home, I will never let Zhao He gamble again. If he dares to gamble, I..." Zhao Xian gritted his teeth, "I will break his legs."

"If you were willing to take care of him like this, you wouldn't have reached this point." Zhao Cheng said coldly.

"That's right, you can't control him. In my opinion, just hand him over to the people in the gambling shop. Whether he lives or dies, his life will depend on him." One of the clan elders felt that Zhao He had been destroyed and there was no need to keep him. .

"Uncle Fifteen, this won't work. He'er is my only legitimate son. If he's gone, what hope do I have for this family?" Zhao Xian said anxiously.

The clan elder snorted coldly, "Can he support your house like this? I advise you to have another child."

There was a noise outside, and everyone went out to take a look. The servants at home could not stop the thugs from the gambling house, and they had already broken in.

"Stop it," one of the clan elders shouted loudly.

The boss sneered, "Old man, get out of here, I'm here to take over the house."

"Heroes, if anything happens, we can discuss it carefully." Zhao Xian begged.

"Discuss? Discuss. Discuss. Your son owes money to our gambling house. I said five days ago that he must pay for it with money, his life, or his house!"

Zhao Xian's face turned pale and he looked to the clan elders for help, hoping that they could come forward to solve the gambling debt problem.

But the desire is hard to fill, and the clan elders are silent and indifferent.

"Uncles, He'er is my son. No matter what, I have to keep him. I have no choice but to give this house to them." Zhao Xian forced the clan elders.

The clan elders hesitated, and Zhao Cheng winked at their son.

"Brother Xian, this mansion was passed down to you from your ancestors. You can do with it whatever you want." With that said, they forcibly dragged their fathers away.

Zhao Cheng followed outside, leaving Zhao Xian to clean up the mess in the mansion.