Chapter 1: Time Travel (Overhaul) The "Daughter of a Guilty Minister" struggles to survive and finds...

In the middle of the night, on the quiet streets of Beijiang City, raindrops dripped down the woman's hair, her clothes stuck to her body, and her feet stepped into the puddle, splashing water.

Zhou Tinglan knocked anxiously on the door of a clinic with the words "Medical Clinic" on it, his voice hoarse: "Is there a doctor? My father has an emergency. Can you come and treat him? I have the money."

After a long time, the woman's hands were frozen red, but no one responded from inside the door. She leaned weakly against the door panel, looking at the world around her in despair.

What should I do? What should I do?

The rain slid down her cheeks, and she could no longer tell whether it was tears or rain.

Looking back, she was Zhou Tinglan, the 25th generation successor of the modern Zhou Family Knife Workshop. She had followed her master in forging knives since she was a child, and had acquired superb knife-forging skills, which successfully brought the reputation of Zhou Family Knife to the world.

She was just forging swords until midnight, and when she woke up she found herself traveling to a capital city she had never seen before, and became the legitimate daughter of a man with the same name and appearance as the prime minister in the upper capital of Dazhao Kingdom.

The daughter of the Prime Minister, she has lived a life of luxury since childhood and is sought after by celebrities in the capital.

Before my mother, Qiao, got married, she was the daughter of the Minister of Revenue and was pampered.

His father, Zhou Yiming, was a powerful and influential prime minister, and was loved by all officials.

However, that is all in the past, and all the false reputations are like passing clouds, disappearing into thin air.

My father was brutally framed by his former classmates and friends. He was impeached for embezzling military funds, his position as prime minister was taken away, and his entire family was sentenced to have their property confiscated and exiled to the northern border city.

Even though my father was innocent, it would be difficult to overturn the verdict in the short term due to the presence of witnesses and evidence, and he was ultimately powerless to redeem himself.

In the morning, they ascended the emperor's hall; in the evening, they sat in the prison cart. All their wealth and glory vanished into thin air. The whole family held their breath and endured the endless insults from the bailiffs and the harsh environment during exile, and finally saw the gate of the Northern Frontier City.

Beijiang City is geographically remote and cold, and the people can still eat their fill on a daily basis. Fortunately, the chief clerk of the Beijiang government was once a guest of the Prime Minister's Mansion. With his care, their family finally has a place to live.

Seeing that the days are about to get better, the whole family will be able to live a good life through hard work.

Unexpectedly, that night the original owner suffered heavy losses during exile, and was exhausted both physically and mentally. He could no longer support himself and fell to the ground without a sound. When he woke up again, he was the current Zhou Tinglan.

There was very little money left on them. It was only when the bailiff searched the mother and daughter that the father hurriedly hid some silver in his socks, leaving some behind.

Now the whole family is squeezed into a leaky, dilapidated house that is barely habitable but prone to collapse at any time.

It’s so miserable. The current situation is just miserable no matter how you describe it.

She had planned to get up the next day and go to the city to inquire about job openings, but before tomorrow, she heard shrill cries coming from the next room.

She recognized this voice; it was her mother's cry. Did something happen?

Rushing out of the room and going to the next door, she immediately saw her mother in plain clothes, holding her father Zhou Yiming, at a loss.

"Mother, what happened?"

When Mrs. Qiao saw her, she felt as if she had found her backbone and said, "Lan'er, come and see your father!"

She stretched out her hand and touched her father's forehead. The scorching temperature burned her palm and an inexplicable pain surged in her heart.

It’s so hot, she thought. In ancient times, fever could be fatal!

Her hand was suddenly held by Qiao, and Qiao's sorrowful voice rang beside her ears: "Lan'er, what should I do?"

"I can't wake your father. I can't wake him up no matter what I do."

"Mom, did Dad do anything before he went to bed?"

Mrs. Qiao let go of her hand and choked up, "Your father is stupid. He told me not to repair the roof alone, but who knew he would sneak up to fix it in the middle of the night."

Her fingers kept stroking Zhou Yiming's back, Qiao was trying to soothe his uneasiness, but also seemed to be expressing her sorrow.

She wanted to comfort her mother but was interrupted by Qiao: "He fell from the roof, Lan'er, you must save your father!"

Qiao held her hand with trembling hands: "Lan'er, save him!"

She pulled her hand away, trying to suppress her inner panic, and said in a deep voice, "Mother, please change Dad into clean clothes first. I will go out and get a doctor to treat him."

"Okay, okay." Qiao's eyes were unfocused, and she mechanically got out of bed to look for clothes.

Before she went out, she took a last look at her mother in the house, gritted her teeth, took her only broken umbrella, and stepped into the rain.

All she could hear was the sound of the rain, and her wet clothes were blown by the wind, and she couldn't help shivering.

The streets were deserted, everything in the world was asleep, and she was the only one left on the street. Now she finally found a family clinic, but no one paid any attention to her.

The memories ended here. Zhou Tinglan leaned against the door, thinking about where he could find a doctor to treat his father, when the door behind him was opened.

"Who is so shameless as to make a noise at the door in the middle of the night?" the visitor asked rudely.

Zhou Tinglan steadied himself and, regardless of the visitor's attitude, asked anxiously, "Are you a doctor? Someone at home has an emergency and needs medical attention!"

The doctor looked Zhou Tinglan up and down, then raised his hand to gesture.

Zhou Tinglan understood that he was asking her how much she could contribute for the consultation, but now all she had were a few taels of silver.

Her heart sank to the bottom of the valley. She took it out in embarrassment. When she saw the small change in Zhou Tinglan's hand, she said in a dissatisfied tone: "Poor guy, you still want to seek medical treatment? The coffin shop is suitable for you!"

Zhou Tinglan was pushed out by the doctor. The door slammed shut and she could vaguely hear cursing from inside.

She stared at the closed door, clenched her fists, and cursed, "Hey, what kind of doctor is that? He's a black-hearted doctor and a quack!"

After scolding, she felt much better, but where could she find another doctor to treat her father?

She was so tired. She hadn't gotten any rest since traveling through time. Where could she find a doctor?

Dragging her tired body, Zhou Tinglan searched from one end of the street to the other, and she fell into deep despair.

Why is there no other medical clinic in such a long street? Is the medical industry in Beijiang City serious?

The rain was still falling, and just as she decided to change streets, a wooden sign somewhere on the corner caught Zhou Tinglan's attention.

She went to check and found that it was actually a pharmacy.

Zhou Tinglan thought, let's try it, why not have a doctor in the pharmacy?

She knocked on the door of the pharmacy, and the door opened in response, and the rich aroma of medicine hit her face.

There is medicine, Zhou Tinglan was delighted, it’s okay to have medicine!

The man appeared to be in his seventies, with a thick white beard. His eyes were filled with inquiry. "Young lady, you came to visit me in the rain. Is there something you want?"

Oh my God, it’s an old doctor, I hope he won’t make her angry.

The first thing Zhou Tinglan thought when she saw the old man was that it was all over. She had heard from friends that some old Chinese doctors had strange tempers, and she didn't expect him to run into one of them.

However, she thought of her father who was running a high fever, took a deep breath and said, "I'm here to seek medical treatment."

After hearing this, the old doctor asked suspiciously, "Why did you come to seek medical treatment so late?"

Delaying the patient's condition is not a good thing. If the girl in front of him has bad character, he will not treat her.

Zhou Tinglan knew that his late-night visit was disturbing. "My father secretly went to repair the roof late at night and fell. Now he is seriously ill and bedridden with a high fever. Can you treat my father?"

She waited for the old doctor's judgment, wondering if he would reject her too.

Worried about being rejected again, Zhou Tinglan quickly added, "If that doesn't work, selling some medicine would be fine."

The old doctor looked Zhou Tinglan up and down, snorted and said, "Let's go."

Go, go?

Zhou Tinglan's brain froze, and then he said happily, "Are you willing to treat my father?"

"I have a destiny with you. I will go with you. It is a doctor's duty to cure illnesses and save lives."

The old doctor went back to the house to get his medicine box. He threw a white handkerchief to Zhou Tinglan in disgust: "Wipe the rain off your face, you're like a water ghost. If there were no one on the street, you would have scared so many people."

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Back in the dilapidated house, Zhou Tinglan shouted joyfully, "Mother, I've called a doctor to treat father!"

Mrs. Qiao had already changed Zhou Yiming into clean clothes. Seeing Zhou Tinglan in such a mess, she said worriedly, "Lan'er, go change your clothes quickly, or you'll catch a cold."

The old doctor also urged: "Why don't you change your clothes? I don't want to have two patients instead of one."

Zhou Tinglan was speechless. Did she say she didn’t want to change her clothes?

After changing his clothes, he came out and saw the old doctor taking Zhou Yiming's pulse, his brows becoming more and more serious.

Releasing his hand, the old doctor angrily cursed, "Nonsense! You don't take care of your body like this! I can't cure this patient!"

Why--

Zhou Tinglan hurriedly stopped the old doctor and advised, "Doctor, it's not that my father doesn't love me, it's just that my family's circumstances are special. I hope you can forgive me."

The old doctor was successfully coaxed into calming down. He stared at the unconscious Zhou Yiming and said, "I'll prescribe some medicine for him. His body is so seriously deficient. If he doesn't take it seriously, even gods won't be able to save him if he waits any longer."

Mrs. Qiao asked anxiously, "Will he be okay after drinking the medicine?"

"Follow the doctor's advice, and you'll feel better soon."

Zhou Tinglan was completely relieved. Fortunately, his father could still be saved.

"Thank you, doctor."

The old doctor wrote down the prescription and his eyes fell on Mrs. Qiao's haggard face. "Since we are destined to meet, I see that your madam is not looking well either, so I will treat her as well."

Putting his hand on Qiao's pulse, Zhou Tinglan saw that the old doctor's face looked extremely ugly.

"Ridiculous, a family that doesn't take care of their bodies!"

The old doctor angrily wrote down Qiao's prescription and asked Zhou Tinglan to go back to the pharmacy with him to get the medicine.

The rain had stopped long ago, and the sky was turning pale. Zhou Tinglan handed the medicine to Mrs. Qiao and prepared to go back to his room to rest.

When she was getting the medicine, she learned the identity of the old doctor. The old doctor's surname was Li, and he was a wandering doctor. After seeing the shortage of medicine in Beijiang City, he temporarily lived in a small pharmacy in the city.

He confiscated Zhou Tinglan's consultation fee and said, "I only see patients who are destined to be my patients, and I don't charge any consultation fee."

Zhou Tinglan thanked the old doctor again and again before leaving. She kept saying that the old doctor was a very good person, unlike the previous doctor in the clinic, who was fierce and inhumane!

After tossing and turning for a whole night, Zhou Tinglan felt sleepy and could no longer bear it and fell into a deep sleep.

It was already noon when he woke up. Zhou Tinglan went to the next room to check on Zhou Yiming, and was relieved to see that his high fever had subsided.

After eating some dry food, Zhou Tinglan planned to go to the city to try his luck and see if he could find a job.

My father Zhou Yiming has not recovered from his injuries for a long time, and my mother Qiao is also very weak. I am afraid that she is the only one who can support the family.

Zhou Tinglan thought that if she couldn't find a suitable job in time, there would be three more skeletons on the streets of Beijiang City soon.

Beijiang City is located in the northernmost part of Dazhao Kingdom, separated from Beidi Kingdom by only one boundary. The population distribution in the city is simple, mainly divided into the families of stationed soldiers and ordinary people in the city.

Zhou Tinglan wanted to laugh when he heard the name of the Northern Di Kingdom. It was not as brutal as the ancient Xiongnu, but it invaded the country all day long and oppressed the people of Northern Frontier City. It was really a weak country.

She changed her mind and realized that the military strength of Beijiang City was not as strong as she had imagined in ancient times, so it was inevitable that the two sides would be evenly matched.

The streets were not as deserted as they were at night. The all-night rain had washed the entire northern border city clean. There was an endless stream of pedestrians coming and going, and the sounds of hawking could be heard one after another.

There must be infinite sadness hidden beneath the prosperity. When Zhou Tinglan first came to Beijiang City, it was extremely difficult for him to find a job.

She walked into a restaurant with a recruitment banner hanging on it, but before Zhou Tinglan could ask the waiter if they wanted to hire her, she was kicked out.

"Look at your poor appearance. Are you coming to our restaurant to steal something?"

Zhou Tinglan wanted to explain herself, but saw the waiter turn around and bring a basin of water to splash at her.

"Go away, and don't let me see you again."

The water splashed straight towards Zhou Tinglan. Fortunately, she dodged in time and only the corner of her clothes was slightly wet. She had no choice but to turn around and look for her next job location.

After going through all the shops in the city, big and small, no one took her in. Zhou Tinglan complained in her heart, why are the people in Beijiang City like this, always treating people differently based on their taste.

In addition to the waiter throwing water at her, she was also hit by the shopkeeper with rags, broken iron... there were many kinds of things.

Zhou Tinglan, who couldn't find a job, was unwilling to go back, so she walked aimlessly on the busy street.

The excitement belongs to them, not Zhou Tinglan.

Suddenly there was a commotion behind the crowd, and a tall brown horse appeared from behind the crowd.

The soldiers rode their horses quickly through the crowd, and everyone tried to get out of the way. Some people were even blown away by the wind brought by the horses.

"Military affairs are urgent, be careful and avoid it."

Zhou Tinglan retreated with the crowd, moving sideways to avoid the horse, but unexpectedly the woman in front of her lost her balance and fell heavily towards her.

She wanted to avoid it, but found that there was no way to avoid it. Zhou Tinglan closed her eyes in horror.

The expected pain did not come, and she opened her eyes slightly.

The old lady was caught by someone from in front of her, and she was still in shock.

After the man helped the old lady steady herself, he said, "This is the fault of the soldiers. I will definitely reprimand them. Everyone, please be careful."

He turned to look at Zhou Tinglan: "Are you okay?"

Zhou Tinglan said: "No...it's okay."

Seeing that the matter was resolved, the man turned and left. The old lady seemed to have just come to her senses and shouted to the man from behind: "Thank you, General. Thank you very much!"

Zhou Tinglan walked up to the old lady curiously and asked, "Auntie, who was that person just now?"

"How could you not thank General Xie?" The old lady said in surprise, "You look unfamiliar. Are you new to Beijiang City?"

The old lady took Zhou Tinglan's hand and said, "General Xie's name is Xie Zechuan. He is a hero of our Beijiang City. Without him, Beijiang City would not be as peaceful and prosperous as it is today."

The old lady seemed to recall the past, and her eyes gradually became moist.

Zhou Tinglan's lips curled up. After just one encounter, she came up with a plan to avenge her father.

Xie Zechuan might be a good helper.

After bidding farewell to the old lady, Zhou Tinglan continued to stroll around the city. When she passed a corner, a bulletin board on the corner caught her attention.

There were many people from Northern Xinjiang gathered in front of the bulletin board. Zhou Tinglan vaguely heard someone in the crowd mention the word "work", and she walked towards the bulletin board curiously.

Zhou Tinglan successfully squeezed through the crowded crowd and reached the bulletin board.

When she saw the content on the bulletin board, she was overjoyed.

The words "Recruiting" were clearly written at the top of the notice board.