Chapter 1
"As expected of a girl who was raised on rice and flour, she is fairer and prettier than those who eat bran and beans.
Ten taels of silver, I will sell it quietly to Jiangnan, and keep it secret without anyone knowing. "
Ling Jinsui felt a throbbing pain at the back of her head. It seemed that she was seriously injured in the explosion in the Medical College laboratory.
I heard a low, hoarse voice of an old woman, and then someone scratched my face twice with fingernails.
She was always calm and didn't rush to open her eyes, but listened quietly to the conversation in front of her.
She instinctively felt that she was not in a hospital, and that she needed to be patient when the situation was unclear.
At this time, another woman with a shrill voice said: "Ten taels? My niece is a daughter of an official family! We won't sell her for less than twenty taels."
The old woman sneered, "A young lady from an official family? Her father, the county magistrate, has been beheaded, and your sister-in-law and nephew were exiled to the bitter cold land of Yan, and they probably froze to death on the road.
She was lucky that she didn't go to Beijing with her parents, otherwise she would have been sent to a music house and you wouldn't have gotten a penny.
If you don't want to sell me, you can leave. When the government finds out that County Magistrate Ling has a daughter, you will be guilty of harboring her!"
At this time, a burst of hurried footsteps was heard, and then a middle-aged man whispered to the woman:
"Forget it. What if Master Ling comes looking for us tomorrow?"
The woman said angrily:
"Old man Ling is going to Yandi to look for his grandson. He brought this evil to our house instead of selling it far away. Do you want to bring disaster upon yourself? You can't bear to leave your niece. You should go to jail with her and don't involve me and the child."
The man glanced at Ling Jinsui lying on the bed and sighed with pity.
While the three of them were talking, fragments of memories were flashing through Ling Jinsui's mind, memories belonging to another Ling Jinsui.
The daughter of a county magistrate who has the same name as her and just turned 15 this February, suddenly encountered a disaster in her family and was sent by her grandfather to her uncle Jiang's house to avoid disaster.
It’s hateful that Uncle Jiang Youzhi and Aunt Zheng promised in front of Grandpa Ling that they would take good care of her.
As soon as Grandpa Ling left, Zheng treated the original owner like a maid, and gave her harsh food and scolded her.
It was chilly in Shencheng, Central Plains in March, with cold winds and heavy frost. Little girls were rushed to the fields to do farm work before dawn.
The original owner was spoiled by his grandfather at home and had never suffered such an injustice. He fell ill after only two days of doing farm work.
When the news came that Ling's father was going to be executed, the two men immediately changed their attitude and asked a man to sell her to a brothel in the south of the Yangtze River.
They didn't know yet that in order to comfort Grandpa An and let him go north to find his mother and brother, there was that kind and gentle little girl.
She had already passed away and her soul had returned to the netherworld, and her body was taken over by a person from another world a thousand years later.
Although she has the same name as the original owner, her personality is completely different.
Ling Jinsui sorted out her thoughts. Although the time travel was hard to accept, she felt like she was dreaming, or that she was seriously injured and had hallucinations.
But no matter what the situation was, she would not allow herself to fall into despair.
She quietly waited for the original owner's uncle to make up his mind, whether he was soft-hearted and wanted to keep her, or was determined to sell her.
Without letting her wait too long, or putting her in a dilemma, Jiang Youzhi said with a sympathetic but firm tone: "Fifteen taels! Give us fifteen taels, and you can take the person away immediately."
Zheng said happily: "Boss, you are finally tough for once.
At the beginning, I agreed to keep this girl because I wanted her to be the wife of our Dalang.
If we sell it now and exchange it for silver as a betrothal gift, Dalang can marry a girl with a clean family background."
The old woman gritted her teeth and said, "Okay! One price, but to prevent her from talking nonsense when she wakes up, you have to give her a mute potion."
Zheng did not hesitate at all, and said, "Okay, bring the mute medicine, I will give it to you myself."
Ling Jinsui sneered in his heart, very good, my good uncle and aunt.
You are unkind, so don't blame me for being unjust!
She chose the right moment and waited for the old woman to hand the mute potion to Zheng. Zheng asked Jiang Youzhi to pour some water. She moaned twice and pretended to have just woken up.
Zheng hurriedly pushed the old woman out: "Hurry, don't let her see you."
The old woman whispered, "I'll take some people to guard outside, you give him some drugs, tie him up, and leave at night."
When Jiang Youzhi brought in the water, his face was full of worry and pity, perfectly portraying the hypocrisy and the beastly nature of human nature.
He also told Ling Jinsui, who had just woken up, to take medicine and have a good rest, and that he would not let her do farm work in the future.
Ling Jinsui thanked his uncle weakly and said shyly, "Uncle, can you please go out first? Suisui is in pain and I want my aunt to take a look."
Jiang Youzhi quickly winked at Zheng, indicating that everything was ready and asked her to start immediately.
Zheng knew what was going on. As soon as Jiang Youzhi left, she went up to him, closed the door, and said enthusiastically, "What's wrong with Sui Sui? Let your aunt take a look. But you take the medicine first."
She closed the door and turned around, only to see Ling Jinsui standing in the room, looking at her with a smile. That expression was playful yet a little cold, an expression Zheng had never seen before.
Her heart skipped a beat for a moment. Could it be that this damn girl had just heard what she and the boy said?
He hurriedly asked, "Sui, Sui, what's wrong with you?"
Ling Jinsui stretched out his hand and asked with a smile: "My aunt asked me to take medicine, where is the medicine?"
Zheng quickly handed her the mute potion, and her doubts gradually disappeared.
I thought to myself, you damn girl is like a possessed ghost. Since you are worth fifteen taels of silver, I won’t scold you.
Ling Jinsui took the medicine under Zheng's expectant gaze and slowly opened the medicine package. With just one sniff, he knew that this was indeed a poison that could burn the throat and make the person mute for life.
Giving Zheng another chance, she asked softly, "Did Auntie really let Sui Sui drink?"
Zheng's expression did not change at all, and she nodded quickly: "Drink it quickly, and your illness will be cured."
Ling Jinsui continued to smile and did not give Zheng any chance to react. He rushed forward with lightning speed, grabbed Zheng's neck with one hand, and poured the medicine into her mouth with the other.
Zheng was shocked and was about to scream, but she felt a pain in the back of her neck, her eyes went dark, and she lost consciousness.
Ling Jinsui quickly fed her water to ensure the drug's effectiveness. Then he deftly swapped their clothes, helped Zheng lie on the bed, and covered her face with a thin blanket.
She wrapped her head with a piece of rag, leaving only her eyes exposed.
Looking around, she found that there was nothing in the narrow and shabby room. She saw the oil lamp on the table and picked it up and put it in her sleeve.
When I opened the door, the sun was setting in the west and the jade rabbit was rising in the east. I couldn't see people's faces clearly because they were far away.
Jiang Youzhi hurried over from the main hall. Ling Jinsui imitated Zheng's posture and quickly waved his hand at him, signaling him not to come over.
Jiang Youzhi did not suspect anything and turned into the main room, looking lonely, as if he was very heartbroken about selling his niece.
Ling Jinsui felt sick in her heart. She hated vicious women like Zheng, and she hated villains like Jiang Youzhi even more.
The old woman was standing at the gate of the yard. Outside the gate, a big blue donkey was pulling an old cart, and a young and strong man was driving.
Ling Jinsui made a decision instantly and pinched his throat.
In her previous life, she learned to imitate other people's voices from her neighbor's grandfather when she was a child. It was useless if she didn't become a voice actor, but she didn't expect it to be of great use now.
She imitated Zheng's voice and said, "Quick, tie up the dead girl."
The old woman grinned, revealing her silver teeth, and waved to the driver: "Carry the man out."
Ling Jinsui stepped forward and held out his hand: "Silver."
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