Forced to Switch Marriages, I Went from Slum to First-Rank Imperial Matron

In her previous life, Wen Yan married into the Marquis's estate for over a decade. Upwards, she helped her mother-in-law defeat concubines and regain control of the household. Downwards, she he...

Chapter 222: Too venomous to get a wife

Chapter 222: Too venomous to get a wife

"Why, you don't want to?

I heard that you were once engaged to the prince of the Marquis of Jinping. You wouldn't still be obsessed with him, would you? " Leader Yuan said as if jokingly, but his tone was filled with anger that he himself was not aware of.

The young leader Yuan felt indignant for Ying Zhilin.

Wen Yan had clearly married him, but she was still thinking about the heartless man who abandoned her.

"What are you thinking about? Your brain is a good thing, but are you still young?" Wen Yan slapped him on the shoulder, "Who would be thinking about a heartless man?

Even if you don't like me, you don't have to curse me so badly!

Be careful of your harsh words, or you won’t be able to get a wife in the future.”

"Are you really not forgetting the old love?" Leader Yuan gasped in pain in his shoulder.

"We've only met a few times, why would I forget you so much?"

"But the Huo family is powerful after all." Don't you have any regrets at all?

Wen Yan held her chin up and said thoughtfully, "You have some truth in what you said. After all, the Huo family is a family of scholars and nobles. I would be at a great loss if I don't marry into their family. How about I go back to the capital and talk to the Huo family about taking me back to be a concubine?"

Yingzhi Lin has become an abandoned husband, so he will come to you to settle the score! "

Chief Yuan's scalp tingled when he heard this: "Miss, I was just talking nonsense, just treat it as a passing breeze!"

Wen Yan snorted, deliberately fanning the flames: "You, the great leader Yuan, are here, and those guys still dare to pretend to obey you but secretly disobey you.

Isn't it a slap in your face that you dared to let a murderer out?

How could you endure such a huge humiliation?!"

"You're even using your provocation on me?" Chief Yuan was at a loss for words. "You hate Patriarch Xu and Situ Ming so much. How have they offended you?"

"Situ Ming has offended me in so many ways. Now that I have the chance, I certainly can't let him go!"

"Since you want to punish him, I will sacrifice my life for you, as an apology for my gaffe just now."

The young leader Yuan tilted his head slightly and ordered his attendant, "Go to the main prison and transfer the prisoner named Xu to the dungeon. From now on, no one is allowed to visit him, and no one is allowed to send anything in.

Send a few trusted confidants to take turns guarding it for twelve hours, and don't let even a mosquito in."

"Yes." The servant responded and turned to go do his work.

Wen Yan bowed to him and said, "Thank you very much!"

"We are friends now, is there any need to be so polite?

Since we have taken action against the Xu family, how can we favor one over the other?

The Huo family has sold enough grain, it's time to shut it down. "Let's start with the newly opened shops, one by one," said Chief Yuan.

Those shops were opened in a hurry and are bound to have many loopholes.

As long as one is caught, the Xu family and Situ Ming will have no chance of getting away.

After saying this, he called another servant and was about to give him instructions.

Wen Yan quickly stopped him: "There's no need to be so anxious."

Once the shop is sealed, the grain cannot be moved for a while.

It would be better to let them open for a few more days, and then take action when the grain is almost sold out.

By then, not only would the people have gotten food, but the government would also be able to keep the silver.

The Huo family has lost both the wife and the army!

The young leader Yuan gave Wen Yan a thumbs up.

Sure enough, my mother was right. You can offend anyone but never offend a woman!

After Wen Yan finished speaking, he waved to the young leader Yuan: "You go ahead and do your work. I'll go do something else."

Wen Yan did not leave the government office, but went to the clerk's office.

She soon found someone she knew.

The man was wearing a white robe and was writing furiously with his head down.

It was the clerk who had helped Wen Yan convey the message before.

After the grain purchase incident, he was converted to a regular employee.

Now he is a legitimate clerk in Jinyang government office.

He was often called by the prefect to do things, which made many old people jealous.

Wen Yan walked over and greeted: "Are you busy?"

The man looked up and saw Wen Yan, and immediately laughed: "It's you! Are you here today to see the prefect?"

When he mentioned the prefect, he lowered his voice deliberately.

Wen Yan shook her head and said, "I came here specifically to see you."

She didn't beat around the bush and directly stated her needs: "You should have heard that I need to collect charcoal in Jinyang Prefecture. I want to find a larger warehouse to store the charcoal. It would be best if it is waterproof and moisture-proof."

The clerk thought about it carefully and said that there was such a place.

She immediately took out a detailed map of the area surrounding Jinyang Prefecture and circled the area for Wen Yan.

"Here, there is a manor that used to belong to the Xu family.

Ever since his son got into trouble, the farm was handed over to the daughter of the former magistrate Lan.

However, since Lord Meng took office, the land has been re-inspected.

This farm belongs to the public.

There is not only a huge house, but also three large granaries.

I went out of the city to check it out just the day before yesterday. The big granary is very well built and should be able to hold about 10,000 dan of grain in total.

If you want to store charcoal, you can rent this place from the government office.

The only downside is that you need to hire guards to guard the courtyard yourself."

"As for the other two granaries, located to the east and south of Jinyang Prefecture, they were where the government office used to store grain.

The whole city is now suffering from famine, and the little food left has been used to provide relief to the victims.

Now those granaries are all empty. If you need them, you can rent them for a little money, and the government officials can help look after them."

Wen Yan thought about it for a moment and felt that the first location was better.

After getting this batch of grain, Wen Yan will not take action in the short term.

So much food, it's too eye-catching.

So, she needs to have a large enough granary.

Not only are there granaries large enough to store grain and charcoal, but there are also large houses to live in. It's simply perfect.

What’s even more amazing is that this place is not too far from where Situ Ming stores grain outside the city, separated only by a valley.

As long as you arrange it properly.

It should be easy to transfer the food here.

After thinking it over, Wen Yan asked the clerk, "If I want to rent this place, is there any way to avoid exposing my information?"

The clerk glanced at Wen Yan, still without asking any further questions, and said, "Do you want me to find a local to sign this deed for you?"

Wen Yan thought about it, and suddenly changed her mind: "No, I'll sign it myself."

She is used to 'store charcoal'.

Being secretive will only arouse suspicion.

Wen Yan readily decided on this place and asked the clerk to draft the contract.

After signing and paying the money, the right to use this manor fell into Wen Yan's hands.

Now that we have a place to put them, all we need is for Huo Yaoxing's food to be delivered.

While waiting for food, we cannot neglect the charcoal burning.

She turned around and went to the backyard of the government office and called together a dozen new apprentices.

The 'new disciples' looked down on Wen Yan when they saw that she was small and had an ugly scar on her face.

Some people even questioned her ability: Can a young girl like her really make charcoal?