Chapter 1701 – The Conclusion of Hua Yuan (Part Ten)
“Frequently quarreling?”
In this era, when couples argue, it’s usually the woman who suffers the most.
If a husband has some decency, it’s bearable—maybe just some heated words exchanged—but if he’s a total loser, he might take it to fists when his temper flares. Generally speaking, an adult man’s strength is beyond what an average woman can handle. If things come to blows, she’s bound to be at a disadvantage.
From Wei Ci’s description, Mi Hua’s second husband is a real scumbag with no sense of decency.
Wei Ci, having an understanding with her, said, “There’s no need to worry, my lord. Mi Hua hasn’t suffered too much.”
Mi Hua remarried, and her second husband relished the idea of having such a talented woman as his wife for a few days, but he’s a full-on study slacker! Narrow-minded and jealous, they had zero common ground!
Plus, the thousands of books she brought as her dowry were mostly her parents’, with only a few left by her late husband.
Every time he saw those books, the study slacker couldn’t help but feel uncomfortable. To make things worse, Mi Hua loved to hang out in her study, totally absorbed in reading. To him, this was just a sign that she missed her late husband, setting his jealousy ablaze.
Thinking about her late husband was bad enough, but keeping his mementos? What a disloyal woman!
In less than half a month, the study slacker revealed his true colors.
His friends fanned the flames, mocking him for marrying a widow, with some even saying Mi Hua’s late husband was a shining star, and he was even less than dirt! This infuriated the study slacker. One drunken night, he went on a rampage, wanting to burn Mi Hua’s books, leading to a major clash.
In the heat of the moment, Mi Hua ended up getting a couple of punches thrown her way.
Still not satisfied, the study slacker yelled he would beat her to death, provoking Mi Hua’s fury. She called her maid to tie the scum up, giving him a thorough whipping to sober him up, making him wail like a banshee, and no one could calm her down.
After this little spat, this newlywed couple, barely hitting their one-month mark, was completely at odds.
Jiang Pengji listened in amusement. Such a bold sister is truly likable.
“Mi Hua whipped her husband? And the in-laws had no objections?”
Wei Ci replied, “This marriage was a request from Mi Hua’s in-laws; they asked for this union because they saw her capabilities. Their son is their only child, and he’s a worthless piece of trash—if they were to pass away, all their accumulated wealth would be lost. Their son was at fault first, and since they had needs from Mi Hua, they turned a blind eye to it.”
The study slacker wasn’t keen on Mi Hua, but the in-laws were absolutely thrilled.
The day after Mi Hua entered their home, her in-laws handed over the stewardship to her.
She didn’t hesitate for a moment, as she organized the chaotic household into a neatly functioning one.
It wasn’t just her prowess that pleased her in-laws, but also those thousands of books she brought along.
They knew that their family’s collection couldn’t even match twenty percent of what Mi Hua brought.
If Mi Hua were to have a child, they’d be well educated too, and old folks wouldn’t have to worry about their family falling into decline.
Let’s not forget, their son was seriously out of line; he actually laid hands on the lady of the house! No decorum whatsoever, like a ruffian.
As long as he didn’t kill her, giving him a beating to teach him a lesson was perfectly fine.
The in-laws chose to sit back and watch while Mi Hua took control of all household matters, leaving the study slacker helpless against her.
“A husband not worth relying on, but at least the in-laws are somewhat clear-headed.”
Jiang Pengji disagreed.
“Clear-headed, you say? This is sheer selfishness at play. If it were someone else, they’d probably be ground to dust.”
“My lord makes a fair point.”
The in-laws weren’t just being reasonable; they hoped Mi Hua would shoulder the family burdens for them. If they truly cared, they wouldn’t have gone to such lengths, spending money to lobby Mi Hua’s relatives, pressuring her to remarry through them.
Do they not recognize what kind of man their son is? Can he be entrusted for life? They surely have some notion!
Had it not been for Mi Hua’s abilities and her late husband’s clever plans, who knows how she’d be doing now?
“For an ordinary woman, this situation might be troublesome, but it’s not unmanageable. So, why is Mi Hua here?”
Wei Ci chuckled, “Didn’t my lord say she’s an ordinary woman?”
Mi Hua is no ordinary woman; there’s no way she’d keep putting up with this idiotic husband.
“Her motivation for an official career in this life is unclear, but I know a bit from her past life. The emperor’s takeover of Nan Sheng is a time when skilled individuals are in demand. Mi Hua’s in-laws think it’s a great opportunity, soft-selling her into educating their son, while they seek out other paths for him to grab a small official title. Mi Hua complied, but her husband was useless. The more they tried to force him to learn, the more he resisted. He even insulted Mi Hua by saying she’s not fit to be his teacher, and in a fit of rage, Mi Hua retorted that he was too foolish to comprehend, stating that if she sought an official position, it would be as easy as reaching into a bag.”
When Mi Hua said that, the study slacker couldn’t stand it.
What, does Lan Ting have a special connection to you? Just because you say you can get an official position doesn’t mean it’s like strolling through the market!
If an ordinary woman like you could become an official, I swear I’d kneel and eat this bamboo slip, believe it or not!
His limited intellect restricted his imagination.
With a cold smirk, Mi Hua packed her things to apply for the position, demonstrating to her husband what it truly means to “reach into a bag.”
Before leaving, she even ordered the kitchen to study the bamboo slip’s culinary techniques—she wanted to watch this idiot eat it firsthand!
“This was also the reason in her past life, and most likely similar in this one.”
Jiang Pengji laughed.
“What a unique rationale! Did she eventually shake off that husband?”
Wei Ci responded, “That man, growing old and fading, was forced to divorce by Mi Hua.”
In more societal terms, Mi Hua had suffered enough from this dimwit. At least when he was younger, he was somewhat presentable; let him dig his own grave! Now that he’s older and still brainless, it’s a pain to see him around, better to kick him out early to save some peace and extend her life!
emmmm…
Jiang Pengji gazed at the screen full of “666” and chuckled softly.
If only someone as idle as a dried fish could be that blissful.
She suspected Mi Hua’s reason for leaving her study slacker husband wasn’t just because of family conflicts.
If it were purely about family issues, that study slacker would have been kicked out countless times already.
In Jiang Pengji’s eyes, their divorce was influenced by external factors too.
As the saying goes, obstructing someone’s wealth is like killing their parents; see how massive the profits from illegal salt are—just look at Han Yu’s ex-wife’s Tao Clan to see the truth.
Let’s not even mention corruption and bribery, which are the tools many officials use to accumulate wealth.
Cutting off these two routes is like ending their livelihoods.
Naturally, they’d harbor resentment against Mi Hua, as if they could, they’d be searching for her faults under a microscope, ready to pull her down. If they couldn’t find dirt on Mi Hua, they’d look at her husband instead. If Mi Hua wanted to secure her position and protect her family, cutting ties through divorce was a smart move.
“Let’s send someone to investigate. If Mi Hua is in the clear, we should consider inviting her to serve, setting an example.”
