Chapter 003: Physical Persuasion
He must be the scholar Ying Zhilin.
Wen Yan had never seen him in her previous life.
However, Wen Ruyue often returned to her parents' home to cry and complain that he was cold and selfish. Not only did he not feel sorry for his wife, but he also allowed Ying's family to spend her dowry.
She only believed 20% of what Wen Ruyue said.
I have no prejudice against Ying Zhilin, but I also have no favorable impression of him.
Ying Zhilin frightened the Ying family and then walked to the sedan chair.
He first bowed and apologized to the bridal sedan chair, then said to the matchmaker, "The auspicious time has arrived, let's begin the ceremony!"
The matchmaker had seen all sorts of grand occasions before, so she immediately flung her handkerchief and shouted, "Play the wedding music, and welcome the bride!"
Ying Zhilin invited a great scholar from Wutong Academy to officiate the wedding, and the wedding process went very smoothly.
However, during this process, she felt several malicious gazes.
After being sent to the bridal chamber, she was left alone and could finally rest.
After a whole day of hard work, Wen Yan hadn't eaten or drunk anything and was already starving.
She took off her heavy wedding clothes, put on light casual clothes, took out the snacks she had brought with her, and ate them slowly with boiled water.
He stuffed the last piece of dessert into his mouth.
The door was pushed open from the outside.
Ying Zhilin walked in reeking of alcohol.
The two men's eyes met and they were both stunned.
Only then did Wen Yan see Ying Zhilin's appearance clearly.
Eyes like stars in the sky, eyebrows like splashes of ink.
He had broad shoulders and a narrow waist, and the red wedding dress made him look even more elegant and dignified.
To say that he is as beautiful as a crown of jade is too understated.
No wonder she was able to be so infatuated with Wen Ruyue in her previous life and refused to marry anyone else.
Tsk tsk tsk, beauty is a disaster!
Wen Yan covered her mouth, swallowed the food, and waved at him: "Come here, I have something to tell you."
"I have something to tell you too." Ying Zhilin calmed down before walking over.
He stopped three steps away and reached for his waist.
Are you starting to undress now?
Wen Yan was quick-witted and quick-handed. She grabbed his arm and kicked him in the knee.
Ying Zhilin was a weak scholar, and with the alcohol paralyzing him, he immediately rushed forward.
Wen Yan took advantage of the situation and grabbed his arms behind his back, pressing him down on the bed, with her knees pressing against his vest.
It should be known that Lin was weak and had no power to resist.
With his red clothes, fair skin and disheveled hair, he looks like a drunken fairy lying on a crabapple tree, making people want to bully him!
"Hiss...it hurts!" He frowned and took a breath, looking even more fragile.
Wen Yan, however, showed no sympathy for women.
As he opened his mouth, a piece of cloth was stuffed into it.
Then he pulled out two belts and tied up his hands and feet.
After tying the person up, she was already sweating profusely.
She sat down opposite the bed, dragging a washstick with her.
You must always be on guard against others.
Wen Yan couldn't afford to rely on other people's kindness, so he had to take the initiative.
Control the person and the rest will gradually fade away.
Since she couldn't reach an agreement, she had no choice but to use a washing hammer to persuade him physically.
“…Wuwu…” Ying Zhilin struggled.
"Be quiet." Wen Yan poked him with a washing stick.
Ying Zhilin stopped humming immediately.
"I want to discuss something with you. Take a look at this..." Wen Yan took out a piece of paper and handed it to him.
Ying Zhilin read the whole thing at a glance.
This is a marriage contract.
Fake marriage for five years.
Divorce as soon as the deadline is up.
During this period, Wen Yan would support him in his studies.
You should know that Lin can also take a concubine and have children.
But it should be known that Lin needs and gives her as the legal wife enough respect, and both parties do not have to fulfill their marital obligations.
After reading it, Ying Zhilin frowned.
Wen Yan's washing hammer immediately hit him in the face: "Either you sign the contract, we treat each other with respect, live in peace and harmony for five years, and then we go our separate ways. Or, I break your legs and make you lie in this bed for five years."
In his previous life, Ying Zhilin didn’t live past five years.
When he died, she would become a widow as she wished, and it would not matter whether she obeyed the contract or not.
If he survives five years, he will be able to get out of this situation smoothly.
Ying Zhilin: “…”
He whimpered twice and glanced at his chest a few times, indicating to Wen Yan that there was something inside.
Wen Yan was skeptical.
He reached out and fumbled around, then pulled out a piece of paper.
When he shook it open, he found it was a signed divorce agreement.
The above reasons for divorce are all attributed to the man.
As long as Wen Yan signs her name, she can go to the government to get a divorce.
Wen Yan was surprised that he had prepared all these so early.
Ying Zhilin gestured for him to speak.
She removed the gag and Ying Zhilin started coughing violently.
After calming down, he said, "There's a huge gap between our social statuses and no emotional foundation. I guess you might not be very satisfied with this marriage.
Because of the influence of the Wen family, I dare not and cannot cancel the engagement. So I can only bear with you for a few years. Once the storm has died down, I will set you free. This divorce letter is my sincerity."
"Hehehe...the flood washed away the Dragon King Temple!" Wen Yan tried several times to make sure that he was not lying, then she untied the rope and asked him to sign.
After keeping the divorce agreement and the contract close to him, Wen Yan solemnly apologized to him: "I was impulsive just now."
"You are a girl, so you should be cautious. But if you have any problems in the future, you can discuss it with me in advance." Ying Zhilin waved his hand with a harmless look on his face.
He didn't feel angry at all after being bullied, but instead considered her perspective.
This is far from what Wen Ruyue said in her crying complaint.
Being treated like this on the wedding night, yet still being magnanimous and calm, means that one is either very scheming or truly open-minded.
No matter which one it is, he should not be underestimated.
Wen Yan not only did not relax his vigilance, but became more cautious and attentive.
The atmosphere was very awkward.
Ying Zhilin then told her about the situation at home.
There are currently sixteen people in the Ying family.
Ying Zhilin's grandmother, Mrs. Qiao, is the oldest and the head of the family.
She had six children.
The eldest son married Qiao Dashuang, the niece of Mrs. Qiao, and had two sons and two daughters.
The second son is Ying Zhilin’s father.
The third son married Hu Youzhu and had three sons.
Two of the three daughters are married, and the eldest daughter is sixteen years old this year. Mrs. Qiao treats her like a treasure and raises her like a young lady in the city.
Ying Zhilin passed the imperial examination at the age of sixteen. When he was eighteen, his father passed away and his mother could not bear the blow and fell ill.
She died after two years, leaving behind a pair of young siblings.
Because the family had not yet split up, the three brothers and sisters made a living under the old Ying family.
Fortunately, he received an annual stipend of five taels of silver, so he lived comfortably in the first few years.
Last year, the subsidy was gone, and the Ying family started to find fault with and bully them, so the three siblings often went hungry.
He went to a private school to work as a tutor, and his situation improved after he had an income.
"Have you ever thought about dividing the family and living on your own?" Five taels of silver is a lot of money, and the three brothers and sisters can live a good life.
"I am a scholar. Dividing the family during the period of mourning is a stain, regardless of whether I am wrong or not." Ying Zhilin curled the corners of his mouth and said nothing more.
If you want to pursue a career in politics, you have to care about your reputation.
This is exactly what the old Ying family uses to control him.
"Shh..." Wen Yan suddenly raised her finger and put it to her lips.
I listened carefully and heard voices coming from outside the house.
"The wedding sedan was searched thoroughly, but nothing of value was found."
"What bad luck! I thought I married a piece of gold, but it turned out to be a piece of rotten stone."
"Mom, is it impossible to buy the gold hairpin that I like?" This is the younger sister-in-law who is treasured by the Ying family.
"There's also a wealthy marriage. The girl's family wants a betrothal gift of ten taels of silver..."
"I'm so angry! If that bitch didn't have the Wen family's backing, I would have let that bastard divorce her tomorrow."
"Mother, we can't divorce you, but it's not like we can't teach you! You are the grandmother of my husband's family. If you want to teach your grandson's wife a lesson, who can say anything?"
The voices gradually faded away.
Ying Zhilin frowned: "They are unreasonable and will only become unreasonable. Don't confront them head-on."
"Don't worry, I know what to do." Wen Yan yawned loudly: "I've been busy all day and I'm tired. Let's take a rest first!"
She hugged the washing hammer and crawled into bed with her clothes on. After a while, her breathing became even.
Ying Zhilin hesitated to speak, walked to the bedside, and stared at Wen Yan for a long time.
In the end, I just tucked in the corners of the quilt for her.
He found a cotton coat and lay down on the bench.
Wen Yan, lying in bed, breathed a sigh of relief.
No words were spoken that night.
Bang bang bang!
Suddenly there was a violent knock on the door.
Wen Yan woke up in shock.
"The rooster has crowed twice! Whose new bride is still sleeping in?"
From the courtyard came the voice of my great aunt Qiao Dashuang, "It's so late and you haven't gotten up to make breakfast yet? Those who know us will think we've married a daughter-in-law, while those who don't will think we've married an ancestor to worship!"
Wen Yan sat up dazedly, only to see Ying Zhilin already dressed. "You continue to sleep, I'll deal with the outside world."
"No!" Wen Yan scrambled to her feet. "It's a new bride's first day home, so how can she not respect her elders? I'll go and serve them right away."
She stood up quickly, casually tied up her long hair with a hairpin, put on a coat, opened the door and walked out.
Ying Zhilin looked at her frail figure and worried that she would suffer at the hands of Qiao Da.
I took a book and sat by the window so that I could go out and help at any time.
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