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 306: Child support

Chapter 306: Child support

The Queen said, "Your Qingfeng Xiaolou sounds very interesting. When you open it, please remember to send me an invitation."

Wen Yan was terrified and said, "I'll remember this."

Wen Yan helped Madam Bai back off, and the Emperor and Empress also set off to return to the palace.

The civil and military ministers left with the imperial carriage.

The quiet city gate gradually became lively.

Many eyes followed Wen Yan.

However, they were not looking at Wen Yan, but Ying Zhilin who was following behind Wen Yan.

He was wearing a dark green robe, had a tall and graceful figure, an elegant temperament, and a stunning face.

The eyes of those women and girls were almost glued to him.

Ying Zhilin lowered his head and hid behind Wen Yan, feeling annoyed. "Why are they looking at me? Their eyes are so scary, like they want to eat me up."

Wen Yan comforted him, "They have no ill intentions, they simply admire your beauty."

"Ah?" Ying Zhilin had a puzzled look on his face, and he had already started to wonder in his heart whether Wen Yan was up to something bad again.

Wen Yan was very satisfied with these people's reactions.

Yes, that's right!

The more people pay attention to him, the better. It would be best if a few people came to discuss marriage tomorrow.

It was worth his dressing up for Ying Zhilin.

At the last banquet, the rich man clearly had the idea of ​​marrying his daughter to Ying Zhilin.

But more than twenty days passed and there was no news at all.

Wen Yan was a little anxious.

After all, according to her guess, Ying Zhilin had survived the crisis.

Three years later, he will not die again.

In her eyes, Ying Zhilin changed from a warm tablet into a living man.

However, he is overly dependent on himself, which makes his emotions too distorted and causes him to have thoughts that he shouldn't have.

The longer you stay with him, the harder it will be to divorce him later.

A contract will become a piece of waste paper in front of a marriage certificate.

In order to avoid future troubles, she should also make preparations in advance and surround him with more understanding, gentle and considerate women.

That way he wouldn't be staring at just her.

Now that she has gained the favor of the emperor and the empress today, she doesn't have to wait four years for the contract with Ying Zhilin to be fulfilled.

She would take the opportunity to cling to the emperor and the empress, gain a firm foothold in the capital, and end this contractual relationship in advance.

The only way is to re-enter the circle of power and gather enough chips to confront Marquis Jinping.

Only then can Huo Yaoxing be completely crushed to death.

Meng Chifei didn't have to enter the palace. As soon as the emperor left, she rushed to Wen Yan: "Yan Yan!"

"Sister Chi Fei!" Wen Yan opened his arms, wanting to give her a big hug.

Meng Chifei grabbed her waist, picked her up and spun her around.

When Meng Chifei put her down, Wen Yan was already dizzy, with stars in front of her eyes, and she could not even stand.

Seeing her dizzy look, Meng Chifei laughed out loud.

Ying Zhilin pursed his lips, walked forward to support Wen Yan, and let her lean on his shoulder.

The crowd gradually dispersed, and Jiang Xinkui and Wen Ruyue also got into the carriage, ready to leave with the crowd.

Wen Yan pointed at the carriage and said, "Sister Chi Fei, Jiang Xinkui is trying to run away, and the support money hasn't been paid yet. Stop them."

Although Meng Chifei is noisy, he is very reliable when it comes to getting things done.

There were too many people and she couldn't squeeze through.

He used the force to perform lightness skills and soon landed on the Wen family's carriage.

She grabbed the reins and turned the carriage towards Madam Bai.

Jiang Xinkui didn't want to distance herself from Wen Yan.

Wen Yan had just received the emperor's commendation, and there would definitely be many benefits and opportunities in the future.

For example, if her new store opens and the queen is really invited, she can become a familiar face.

So she tried to leave in the crowd, but she was caught anyway.

Wen Ruyue's eyes rolled around, thinking that after calculating the child support, she would lose absolute control over Wen Yan.

She shook Jiang Xinkui's arm: "Mother, please think of a solution. Are you going to let Wen Yan go just like this?"

Jiang Xinkui lifted the carriage curtain and looked out, and saw the palace maid left by the queen talking to Madam Bai.

She knew that she couldn't get away with this matter today.

She shook her head at Wen Ruyue and said, "Let's try it first. If she refuses to budge, we'll have no other choice but to maximize our profits."

The carriage soon stopped next to the Meng family's carriage.

Jiang Xinkui and her daughter supported each other and got off the carriage.

As soon as Jiang Xinkui saw Wen Yan, she took a few steps forward, held her hand, and began to act like a loving mother: "Yan Yan, what mother said just now was all said in anger.

You were only this small when you were born, and I raised you with my own hands. How could I not have any feelings for you after spending more than ten years together day and night?

It’s just that your sister Ruyue just came back, and I wanted to make it up to her, so I was more partial to her and neglected you.

Mother really didn’t mean it.”

Wen Yan and his group frowned when they heard this.

What does it mean to raise her with great effort?

Does this person know how to speak?

"I'm unlucky, our mother-daughter relationship is over.

Aunt Lan Xin is still anxious to return to report to the Empress, so let's settle the matter quickly at the roadside tea stall. Everything should be open and transparent so there won't be any disputes."

With Aunt Lan Xin as a shield, Jiang Xinkui's cheeks trembled with anger.

She had no choice but to agree.

The two sides acted separately.

The Meng family directly called five accountants, and Jiang Xinkui sent someone to fetch the account books of these years.

Although Jiang Xinkui has bad intentions, she is a good housekeeper.

Wen Yan’s food, clothing, housing, transportation, and daily expenses from childhood to adulthood can be checked in the Wen family’s public accounts.

Wen Yan buys eight sets of clothes for four seasons, plus jewelry, food and accommodation, and her annual expenses are about one hundred taels of silver.

However, ever since Wen Yan met Meng Chifei at the age of eight, Wen Yan's clothes have almost been contracted by Mrs. Bai.

Whatever Meng Chifei has, Wen Yan has a share.

Over sixteen years, the total amount was less than a thousand yuan.

But Wen Yan calculated it in thousand yuan.

Then comes the cost of studying.

The Four Books and Five Classics were taught in the clan school, and a special teacher was invited to teach them calligraphy, chess, and painting.

However, she also studied with the thirteen young ladies of the Meng family.

I spent 1,500 taels a year to hire a teacher for four years.

Wen Yan only needs to pay one-third of the fee, a total of four hundred and sixty taels of silver.

In addition, she had to take her to various banquets, build her social connections, and so on. Adding up all the expenses, Mrs. Bai gave her two thousand taels of silver.

The accounting documents were written clearly and given to Jiang Xinkui for signature.

Although Jiang Xinkui was reluctant, he still wrote his name.

Wen Yan handed the document to Wen Ruyue again: "Since you have read the whole process, please sign it as well."

Wen Ruyue opened her mouth and glanced at Aunt Lan Xin again.

Sign your name obediently.

Wen Yan handed the deed to Aunt Lan Xin: "With this, I can go to the government to change my name. I want to take my biological parents' surname."

Aunt Lan Xin smiled and nodded: "Of course."

After receiving the signed document, Wen Yan's heart finally settled down.

Hand over the money with one hand and the documents with the other.

Wen Yan counted out two thousand taels of silver and gave it to Jiang Xinkui: "Here, no need to change."

Jiang Xinkui was shaking with anger.

But she pushed the silver back: "You can break up with me if you want, but I don't want the silver."

"So what do you want?"

"Didn't you just say that you purchased a million kilograms of charcoal from Jinyang Prefecture? Just give me all that charcoal."