Chapter 1 House Confiscation
Zhuang Wan wore it.
This was the conclusion she came to after hearing the maid beside her recount the situation.
According to the maidservant named Qiu Tan, she was the legitimate daughter of the Zhuang family. Her father, Lord Zhuang, was an official at the Censorate. However, he was convicted of forming a clique for personal gain after impeaching a loyal and honest official, leading to the confiscation of the Zhuang family's property. Lord Zhuang, fearing the punishment, hanged himself, and the men of the Zhuang family were exiled to the frontier, while the women were conscripted into the Imperial Music Bureau.
Because she didn't want to go to the Jiaofangsi to suffer humiliation, she secretly took a white silk and hanged herself in the house. Her body lay on the ground for almost half a day, and everyone thought she was dead, but unexpectedly she woke up suddenly.
"Miss, you are so lucky!" Qiu Tan said thankfully.
Zhuang Wan: Smile bravely.
The reason why she was sure that she had worn it was, firstly, because the weakness and pain in her body were so real, and secondly, because she had just experienced a terrible car accident before waking up.
She originally thought that she was doomed to die, but unexpectedly, she came to such a world.
The maid was still crying, and it only took Zhuang Wan half a minute to accept the fact. After all, the situation at this time forced her to accept it - she was so hungry that she felt dizzy and it was important to eat.
"Is there anything to eat?" As he spoke, his throat felt as if it had been run over by a stone wheel.
She raised her hand and touched her neck. There were some marks there, probably from hanging herself.
Qiu Tan was stunned for a moment when she asked this question, and looked at her carefully. After a moment, she burst into tears again.
"The young lady has been hanged. Not only does she not remember anything, but her temperament has also changed." She wiped her tears as she walked out.
That’s right, that’s what Zhuang Wan explained to her. In order to understand the current situation, she could only ask about everything on the pretext that she had hit her head and couldn’t remember anything for the time being.
But after asking, it’s better to know nothing than to hit your head.
She was sure that she had traveled into a male-oriented novel that she had read before her death.
This is a story of political intrigue. Like all male protagonists in novels, the protagonist, Pei Xingju, possesses unparalleled beauty, a powerful and tragic identity, and is both talented and resourceful. He supports the emperor, reforms politics, and is revered as the Imperial Preceptor of the Great Zhao Kingdom, concurrently in charge of the Ministry of Justice. In just a few years, he becomes the young emperor's trusted confidant, wielding immense power, second only to the emperor himself.
This man stood in the court with grief and hatred, but in fact he was waiting for the opportunity to take revenge. Under his seemingly gentle appearance, he had a wild and cruel heart.
As for her, the young lady of the Zhuang family, she only appears briefly in the book, and is best known for her beauty. However, this beauty has a tragic fate. After her property was confiscated, she was sent to the Jiaofang Bureau and became a plaything for men. In the end, she died in dishevel on a pleasure boat in the cold winter.
Thinking of the ending, Zhuang Wan couldn't help but shudder.
Right now, she wasn't in the mood to sit around doing nothing. While the maid was out, she quietly pondered what to do next. However, due to her frail body and having not eaten for most of the day, her energy was limited. Her only thought was to take things one step at a time.
According to the maid, people from the Ministry of Justice would come to search her house in the afternoon and send her to the Music Bureau.
Zhuang Wan was well aware of the Jiaofangsi (Chinese Music Bureau). To put it nicely, it was a place for musicians; to put it bluntly, it was a place for the government to train prostitutes. The Jiaofangsi housed the wives of convicted officials, who had been trained in the arts of music, chess, calligraphy, and painting since childhood. Their beauty, grace, and talent were all so impressive that they became playthings for the high-ranking officials.
Anyone with a little bit of beauty would not be spared, let alone...Zhuang Wan touched her face, got up with difficulty and went to the dressing table.
She stared blankly at the woman in the mirror. It was her, but not her.
Her face was still delicate and bright, even the teardrop mole at the corner of her eye was exactly the same as in her previous life. Her eyebrows were lightly painted, her eyes were misty, her lips were naturally red, and her skin was fair and delicate. Her light-colored dress perfectly revealed her slender figure, and her long hair fell to her shoulders, making her look charming and graceful.
But the difference was that the person in the mirror, though thin, was exquisitely formed. Her collarbone was slender and straight, her curves were graceful and alluring, and her waist was slender enough to fit in one hand. Coupled with her bright and innocent face, she looked like a crabapple tree reflecting the moon, captivating and captivating.
It's just as if the word "disaster" is written on his forehead.
"Born at the wrong time!"
Such elusive beauty and figure were born in troubled times, destined to cause a bloody storm!
With this extraordinary sense of tragedy, Zhuang Wan lay back on the couch with peace of mind.
According to the conventions of time travel, as long as a beautiful woman does not act like a demon, she will generally not die, and those who survive a great disaster will surely have good fortune in the future.
She thought!
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Not long after, Qiu Tan brought in a bowl of food.
Her eyes were still red and swollen. After placing the bowl on the table, she came over and helped Zhuang Wan to get up. "Miss, wash up first and eat your fill so that you can think about what's next."
After washing up, Zhuang Wan sat down at the table. She looked over and saw only a bowl of porridge with a few green vegetable leaves in it.
"Um...nothing else to eat?"
Qiu Tan was surprised: "What would you like to eat, Miss?"
Zhuang Wan: "I don't like bland food. I want something with a strong flavor, like roast chicken or roast duck."
Qiu Tan was stunned for a moment, as if she didn't understand why someone was still picky about food at this time. But she didn't say anything and turned around and went out again.
Upon learning that the young lady who had been dead for half a day was alive again, the servants of the Zhuang Mansion came to watch the excitement as if to see something new. However, they just peeked in from the door and no one dared to go in.
At this time, a woman hurried in.
"Wan'er! My poor Wan'er!" The woman rushed over and hugged Zhuang Wan.
This is the original body’s mother, Mrs. Zhuang.
In early summer, people wore thin clothes, and Mrs. Zhuang's tears fell on her shoulders, soaking Zhuang Wan's skin and causing her eyes to turn red.
Having been transported to this place inexplicably after the car accident, it was impossible not to feel terrified. However, she was usually quite carefree and decided to just take things as they came. The maids comforted her, the servants pitied her, but neither of them could compare to the genuine warmth of Madam Zhuang's embrace.
Infected by Mrs. Zhuang's emotions, Zhuang Wan couldn't help but have tears in her eyes.
After a while, there was a commotion outside the house, and someone shouted in panic: "They're coming! They're coming! The Ministry of Justice is here to arrest someone!"
Madam Zhuang and Zhuang Wan both froze.
Coming so fast!
After a moment of dead silence, Mrs. Zhuang burst into tears.
Zhuang Wan also became nervous. In panic, she could only hold Mrs. Zhuang's sleeves tightly, and Mrs. Zhuang also hugged her tightly.
The officers and soldiers rushed in: "Miss Zhuang, please come in!"
Zhuang Wan turned around and saw a man with snake-like eyebrows and rat-like eyes, wearing a green robe and official uniform, standing outside the door, looking her up and down with a sticky gaze.
"I didn't expect that there was such a beauty hidden in the Zhuang Mansion!" He laughed.
That smile inexplicably reminded Zhuang Wan of a greedy hyena, and she felt a chill and numbness in her heart.
This man was none other than Zhou Wan, the official from the Ministry of Justice who was in charge of the confiscation of property today.
He walked in and said, "Don't worry, Miss Zhuang. I have been entrusted to take good care of you. Just follow me."
Madam Zhuang suddenly rushed in front of Zhuang Wan like crazy, shouting, "Get out! Don't touch my daughter! Don't touch my daughter!"
It's a pity that she is the wife of the Chief Censor, who comes from a prominent family and has been dignified all her life, but in the end she has to use such a crazy and tantrum method to protect her daughter.
Zhuang Wan felt sad.
Seeing Zhou Wan approaching, she shouted, "Wait! I want to see Pei Xingju!"
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