Chapter 169: Continuous Questioning
Ying Zhilin hesitated for a moment and spoke again, "It was her brother who gave her unrealistic expectations.
At that time, both my parents were gone, and the Ying family wanted us to die.
I don't want you and Xiaohai to live in an environment full of malice, so I acquiesced to their approach.
As for marriage.
I rejected them several times, but they just didn't seem to understand what I was saying. They just kept doing what they wanted, and finally they even started taking advantage of me."
Ying Zhixue threw herself into Ying Zhilin's arms: "Brother, I'm sorry, it's all my fault. I've caused you so much trouble."
She said this with all her heart.
Ying Zhilin rubbed her head and said, “In one’s life, one will always meet many people and many things.
Nothing remains constant.
We just need to keep our original intention, get close to those who are compatible, and stay away from those who are not."
The brother and sister talked for a while, and Pei'er came to announce: "The clan leader and others are here, please go out and entertain them, uncle."
Ying Zhilin patted his sister's head and said, "Don't feel any psychological burden. We are a family. As long as you have a positive attitude and sincerely repent, you will be able to impress your sister-in-law one day."
Ying Zhilin turned around and wanted to leave.
Ying Zhixue suddenly became excited again and said, "Brother, aren't you afraid that everything Wen Yan does is just a pretense to confuse you?"
Ying Zhilin turned around and looked at her: "What is she trying to do by confusing me?"
"Of course it's because... the whole village respects her, admires her, and praises her."
When Ying Zhilin heard her words, instead of getting angry, he smiled.
"There was a wealthy man whose business spread all over Dayong and whose wealth rivaled that of a country.
He is not interested in eating, drinking, having fun, beauty or wealth, but only enjoys the praise from others.
He then spent a lot of money to build bridges and roads everywhere, provide porridge and medicine, and open schools to teach children from poor families to learn to read and write for free.
Is this rich man hypocritical?"
Ying Zhixue opened her lips but couldn't say anything.
"Even if the gods and Buddhas in heaven do good deeds, it is also for the believers' incense stick.
So, do you think gods and Buddhas are truly good or false?"
Ying Zhilin asked again, "If Aunt Li succeeds in spreading rumors, will Huang Ying'er benefit?
Did her building of a house for us improve our cramped living environment?
Did her opening of a workshop in the village make life better for some villagers?
There is a saying that goes, "Judgment on deeds, not on the heart."
As long as what she does doesn't harm others and can truly help them, then why wouldn't she do it just for the admiration of others? "
Leaving behind a string of questions, Ying Zhilin strode out of the study.
Ying Zhixue fell to the ground.
Her eldest brother's voice kept echoing in her mind, and she was extremely confused.
But one day later, Ying Zhixue cleared the fog.
Because the rumors outside have really changed.
Huang Ying'er became a victim exploited by her grandmother.
Not only did her reputation not suffer much, but it also aroused sympathy.
At the same time, her reputation for being virtuous and capable spread.
After hearing this, many families began to think about coming to propose marriage.
When Ying Zhixue heard the news, she felt mixed emotions.
Wen Yan had no idea of the turbulent thoughts in Ying Zhixue's mind.
Even if she knew, she wouldn't care.
She and Ying Zhilin are just partners.
She fulfilled her duties during the contract period, and she would not care whether others liked or resented her as long as it did not happen in front of her.
However, Wen Yan is not purely kind-hearted.
The Huang family mother and daughter are really annoying.
If she could provoke a breakup between the mother and daughter of the Jiao family, it would save her a lot of trouble.
The trap that Wen Yan had dug for Wen Ruyue had reached a critical moment.
She devoted herself to this matter.
She was writing a letter in her room when Pei'er suddenly ran in happily: "Miss, Uncle Tian and Uncle Lin are here."
"Really!?" Wen Yan happily put down his pen and immediately went out to greet him.
This time, in addition to Uncle Hu, Uncle Lin, Uncle Tian, Uncle Shitou and Aunt Shuang all came together.
She has been very busy lately, and the more people around her, the better.
After Wen Yan introduced them to the Fifth Grandma, she took them to her own courtyard, closed the door, and talked with them inside for nearly an hour.
The main content is how to get the grain that Wen Ruyue bought at a high price with real money at a low price.
to this end,
Wen Yan planned for a month.
As long as Uncle Tian and Uncle Lin follow her plan and implement it step by step, Wen Ruyue will suffer so much that she will doubt her life.
"Wen Ruyue's food-collecting team is already heading towards Jinyang Prefecture.
Once you leave Cangzhou, the possibility of rain becomes increasingly smaller.
Therefore, we must stop her grain transport team within Cangzhou."
"Don't worry, this matter concerns the people of Jinyang Prefecture, we will definitely handle it well."
Wen Yan looked at them worriedly: "If there is any situation, please send a message back in time, and I will do my best to help you."
After finishing the business,
Wen Yan took out the letter she had just written and handed it to Aunt Shuang: "Aunt Shuang, please go to the capital again and give this to Jing Mingmei. Remember, the Jinping Marquis's Mansion is surrounded by wolves, so you must not let others do it."
Wen Yan thought about Jing Mingshan again and asked casually, "Hasn't Jing Mingshan already established contact with the royal family? Has there been any news?"
"Jing Mingshan has always lived in seclusion in the capital. However, the Huo family has been keeping a tight rein on security lately, and Jing Mingmei's visits to the house have also decreased significantly."
Jing Mingshan's surrender to the royal family eventually aroused the suspicion of Marquis Jinping.
Jing Mingmei's reasons seemed to be for his own good.
Thinking about it later, these reasons seemed ridiculous.
Jing's family got all the benefits, but he had to take all the blame.
Marquis Jinping took the opportunity to have a tantrum and put the mansion under martial law.
"Then you delivering the letter..."
"That's not a problem. I bribed a night-sweeping maid from the Huo family. She will help me pass on the message."
Wen Yan had already prepared dry food and tools for Uncle Lin and the others. They rested for a night and set off before dawn the next day.
When Wen Yan said goodbye, he said apologetically, "I'm sorry to trouble you two uncles on this trip. When you finish your business and come back, I will let you have a good rest."
Uncle Lin said, "We are happy to be able to do things for the disaster victims and don't feel it's hard."
The two uncles kicked the horse's belly and left.
Aunt Shuang also set off back to Beijing to deliver the news.
This time, meeting Jing Mingmei was indeed full of difficulties.
Aunt Shuang also looked for Jing Mingshan.
Even he was turned away.
It was two days later that Aunt Shuang handed the letter to Jing Mingmei.
Jing Mingmei read the letter at a glance.
Wen Yan asked her to monitor Wen Ruyue and Huo Yaoxing's every move and report everything to her.
Jing Mingmei laughed angrily and said, "The Marquis' Mansion is surrounded like an iron barrel right now. Not even a fly can fly out, let alone pass on information."
Aunt Shuang had a friendly smile on her face: "My young lady said that Miss Jing must have some great talents to be able to live so well in the Marquis' Mansion.
It's just a small matter like spreading the news, Miss Jing can handle it easily."
Jing Mingmei's lips curled up, "...As expected of Wen Yan, you're good at flattering people, and I love to hear it."
Aunt Shuang was surprised and said, "We are clearly telling the truth, how can it be called flattery?"
"That's enough. If you keep filming, I'll get carried away." Jing Mingmei waved at Aunt Shuang, "But don't use Dao Yexiang's eyeliner anymore. It's already been discovered. If I hadn't cleaned up this time, I'm afraid it would have been exposed."
Aunt Shuang was startled and nodded in agreement.
at the same time.
Imperial Palace.
In the imperial study.
The emperor looked at the memorials piled on his desk, and he tried hard to control the corners of his mouth and not let himself laugh out loud.
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