In fact, it is not difficult for Yuzhu to solve this problem.
In ordinary small households, the main reason why they have trouble with housework is the distribution ratio of inheritance.
Whoever shares more will take advantage. How can brothers who usually have grudges just let it go?
As for the issue of the title left by the elders, that is a major matter that only the old emperor is qualified to make a decision on.
In other words, whoever the old emperor likes will be allowed to seize the title, and everyone can only be forced to accept it.
Shortly after Tong Guowei's death, the old emperor passed over his eldest son Ye Keshu and his second son Deke Xin, and allowed Longkodo, the third eldest son, to assume the title of first-class duke.
Yuzhu is very confident and is not afraid of his uncles and elders who will stand up and fight for the inheritance.
Why?
Longkodo has served as the Admiral of the Nine Sects for so many years, and the family foundation he has accumulated is incredibly rich.
To put it bluntly, the gap between all the family property left by Tong Guowei and the black money earned by Long Keduo is really huge, and they are completely different.
Property is not a problem at all for Longkoduo and Yuzhu.
The real problem is the decades-long feud between Longkodo and his brothers.
Yuzhu knew very well that the old emperor would arrive soon. Those who wanted to cause trouble with housework, hey, just let them do it.
After seeing Yuzhu get off the bus, Lao Twelve immediately stood at the gate to greet the guests without any intention of entering the mansion.
Hi, Lao Twelve thought for a moment and roughly understood Yuzhu’s wishful thinking.
Well, even before his uncle's body was cold, his cousins started making trouble. How would the old emperor feel?
"Qing Qing, why are you holding back the wilting when I'm smacking it?" Lao Twelve deliberately teased Yuzhu.
Under the strict etiquette system, his biological grandfather had just died, so it was impossible for Yuzhu to show the slightest smile in public.
Yuzhu just pretended not to hear, repeatedly clasped his fists and raised his hands, and greeted the relatives and friends who came to pay their respects one by one.
According to the rules, Lao Twelve is now an imperial envoy. When he arrives at the gate of Lao Tong's house, he should notify the people inside and come out to pick him up.
However, since Lao Twelve has guessed Yuzhu's little thoughts, wouldn't it be better to simply be a favor?
The people who came to pay their respects all found it strange that Master Twelve was actually standing side by side with Yuzhu outside the gate of Lao Tong's house, welcoming guests together?
Fifty-eight years after entering Kangxi, the old emperor's physical condition was not as good as before.
Lao Twelve is a prince with great ideas. If he wants to succeed, he must control the military power in the capital.
In this way, the father and son, Longkodo and Yuzhu, become even more important.
Longkodo concealed himself very well. On the surface, he neither had the twelfth nor the fourth child in his mouth.
But Lao Twelve also vaguely guessed the truth. After all, Lao Si always called Longkodo his uncle.
Yuzhu and Lao Si were very close on the surface, but deep down they were far apart, and Lao Twelve could also see it.
As the grandson who bears the responsibility, Yuzhu's duty is to bring filial piety and welcome guests. He does this very professionally, as if the disputes in the house have nothing to do with him.
Lao Twelve had been secretly observing Yuzhu for a long time. He had to admit that Yuzhu was quite able to keep his composure.
As the biological son of the old emperor, Lao Twelve openly welcomed guests at the door, and the news soon spread to Longkodo's ears.
"Please be safe, Master Twelve." No matter how arrogant Longkodo was, he would not dare to neglect Lao Twelve in public.
What's more, Lao Twelve came with Yuzhu, and Yuzhu was sent to Changchun Garden by Long Keduo.
The identities of Longkodo and Yuzhu, father and son, are actually quite interesting.
Although Longkodo was the old emperor's cousin, he had to salute the old emperor when he saw him.
On the other hand, as for Yuzhu, he is the godson whom the old emperor personally acknowledged and who was married to him along with the other princes.
Objectively speaking, Yuzhu only needs to bow his hands or touch shoulders with any prince.
Just give an arm salute.
Now that Longkodo had been alarmed, it was time for Lao Twelve to reveal his identity, so he said calmly: "According to the instructions of Khan Amma, I was ordered to preside over the funeral of your mansion."
"Hoola." In an instant, people were kneeling in front of Lao Tong's house.
"嗻."
"嗻."
After receiving the order, Longkodo and Yuzhu invited Lao Twelve into the main hall of the main house.
The twelfth old man had the status of an imperial envoy. He was at the head of the table, and Longkodo was accompanying him. His brothers sat on both sides according to their official rank.
As for Yuzhu, with so many elders present, he could only stand behind Longkodo.
However, the first and second housekeepers in the mansion were very discerning and knew that the old Tong family would be Longkodo's world from now on, so they let Yuzhu's three legitimate sons in and let them stand in front of Yuzhu.
behind the pillar.
Because Yuzhu was the third and eighth member of the Tong family, Tong Guowei was both the direct great-grandfather of Xiaoxuanyu and Xiaoxuanjing, and the great-grandfather of Little Iron Hammer. No one could find fault with the housekeepers' arrangement.
Lao Twelve raised his eyes and scanned the whole place. He caught a glimpse of Longkodo, Yuzhu and three generations of their ancestors, and couldn't help but feel a little funny.
Whether it was titles, favors, real power, or heirs, Longkodo and Yuzhu, the father and son, had the absolute upper hand.
Ye Keshu and De Kexin want to fight over the family property, hey, how about a trivial fight?
However, Lao Twelve has a clear heart in Yemen, and Yuzhu is right, they can handle the household chores themselves.
In this extremely formal occasion, women are not qualified to enter the room.
Xiuyun and Cao Chun naturally met in the mourning hall.
As far as their superficial relationship is concerned, Xiuyun and Cao Chun are sisters-in-law who live across the room from each other. However, they share the same man, which makes it a bit subtle.
Looking at the graceful Xiuyun, Cao Chun felt a little sour in his heart.
They are both Yuzhu women, but Xiuyun outdoes Cao Chun in every aspect. Just this alone is fine. The problem is that the title of Xiao Tiezhui has always been far lower than that of Xiao Xuanyu.
Women who are married and have children like to compare each other when they get together. Among them, the focus of comparison must be their sons.
Cao Chun's problem is that no matter what he compares, the small iron hammer is far inferior to the small Xuanyu.
"Sister, you look so special in this mourning dress." Cao Chun's words seemed to be nothing on the surface.
In fact, a girl should be pretty and filial, so Cao Chun was teasing Xiuyun in disguise.
Xiuyun just pretended not to hear and said calmly: "Sister, I have the habit of drinking hot tea. I have to go and get ready. Excuse me."
The punch hit the cotton, but what stood out was that Xiuyun didn't pay attention to Cao Chun at all.
Looking at Xiuyun's slender back, Cao Chun refused to look away for a long time.
"Please be safe, Enie." Just when Cao Chun was in a daze, a child's voice broke the silence.
Cao Chun turned around and looked at the little boy standing in front of him, feeling even worse.