Chapter 1 The master's farmhand carried away the concubine brought to bring him good fortune.
(overhead)
Ji Huaizhi was woken up by someone tapping him.
He suddenly opened his eyes and almost crushed the man's wrist.
"Ouch! Ouch! Ouch!" The man, wearing a tattered jacket, shook his hand violently. "What are you doing? Trying to rebel? It hurts so much!"
Ji Huaizhi remained silent.
His honest and composed demeanor led the man to believe he knew he was wrong: "Didn't realize? You've practiced before?"
Ji Huaizhi nodded.
The man scoffed, finding it uninspiring: "Go and plow the fields, then go back and fill those water vats in the mansion."
After saying that, she shook her hand and left, muttering about how strong he was: "No wonder he's so strong when he works, ouch~ that really hurts!"
Ji Huaizhi looked up at the field in front of him. He wasn't the only one working. He picked up a rake and started working while absorbing memories.
The original owner was a long-term worker in the Jia family.
Five taels of silver a year.
His biggest dream was to save enough money to leave the Jia family, marry a wife who could bear him a son, and return to his hometown to farm.
He had already chosen a wife, Lihua, the little girl who tended the fire in the kitchen.
She was pretty and had a big bottom. Before his mother died, she said that he should find a wife with a big bottom so that she could give birth to a son.
So when Ji Huaizhi saw the pear blossoms in the kitchen, he knew he wanted to marry her.
The two fell in love at the Jia family mansion and agreed to leave together and get married when the agreement expired. The original owner of this body was strong and imposing, and was the most pleasing-to-the-eye long-term worker in the Jia family, except that he was a bit dark-skinned.
Pear Blossom agreed to the original owner's request for flowers, pastries, jewelry, and rouge.
Unexpectedly, just as her term was about to expire in three years, Pear Blossom was chosen by the young master and taken into his household.
When the original owner found out, he was so angry that he stomped his feet. That was the wife he had chosen!
She went to beg the young master to spare Lihua, but the young master's servant overheard her and had her beaten up before being forced to stand in front of the young master.
At that time, Pear Blossom was sitting on the young master's lap, feeding him fruit.
Seeing the original owner being dragged up, he panicked for a moment.
The servant had already learned about his relationship with Pear Blossom from the original owner, and immediately informed Pear Blossom that she would be unable to sit still.
Finally, we've managed to stop being servants and can be half masters; we can't let this good life slip away.
Suddenly, she knelt at the young master's feet, grabbed his trouser leg, and cried, "Young master, that's not true! He's lying! He clearly takes a fancy to my beauty and wants me to marry him. But I don't like him at all!"
The original owner of this body had been beaten so badly that she struggled to sit up after hearing her words.
The young master was still infatuated with pear blossoms, and upon hearing these words, he kicked the original owner of the body.
And how could he tolerate the woman he had his eye on being defiled by a servant?
Pear Blossom shrank back upon seeing this, not daring to look at the original owner.
"Kill him, throw him out." The young master waved his hand.
The original owner stared intently at Pear Blossom's retreating figure.
Pear Blossom was stunned when she heard that the young master wanted to beat her to death. She only wanted to get rid of him, not kill him.
Just as the servant was about to find a place to finish off the original owner, he happened to run into the sedan chair of the newly arrived concubine.
The sedan chair bearers swayed, and a long, drawn-out voice came from inside, making everyone present feel a little uneasy: "What's going on outside?"
"What are you doing? Who are you trying to pick a fight with?" The old woman next to her frowned. "Are you trying to lose your jobs by disturbing Aunt Song?"
The servant had forgotten that a new bride was being carried into the mansion today, and he hadn't expected her to make such a big mistake: "It was our young master who disciplined a servant."
"It was our fault for disturbing Aunt Song's family. I apologize to you."
Aunt Song lifted the curtain, and her captivating eyes stunned everyone present. She wore a light red dress that accentuated her snow-white skin, and the veil on her head was nowhere to be seen.
“Auntie, this is against the rules. Quickly put on the veil and go inside.”
“What’s wrong with the rules? I’ve never been a rule-abiding person.” Aunt Song’s voice was penetrating, while the girl’s voice was clear and high-pitched.
His gaze fell on Ji Huaizhi, who was beaten beyond recognition, and his eyes showed pity. His tone was sarcastic: "Your Jia family is really big and powerful, you've been beaten like this."
"They're just trying to bring bad luck on my joyous day. Didn't they invite me here to bring them good fortune? I see this mansion is so chaotic and there's no need for such a celebration." They might as well all die!
(I apologize in advance for not finishing writing today. I might be busy for a while. I relaxed too soon yesterday, and now I'm quite scared. But I'll still update, since I won't have any income if I don't do my part-time job. Everyone, please make sure to eat well, and if you feel unwell, go to the hospital for a checkup as soon as possible.)
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The servant bowed and smiled apologetically, "It was our fault. I apologize to Aunt Song."
"Please don't take it to heart, we'll drag him away now so he won't offend your eyes."
"Wait a minute."
Aunt Song looked at the person lying on the ground with pity in her eyes. She was a pitiful person just like him: "Today is the day I enter the manor. No one can die."
The servant frowned; this was the young master's order: "Aunt Song, we are servants too, this..."
Aunt Song: "We had someone specially calculate the date for today, and they also said that there should be no clashes today! Otherwise, it will affect the master's lifespan!"
"If you cause someone to die, are you saying your master has lived too long?"
The servants and other attendants immediately knelt down: "Aunt Song, you can't say such things!"
They knew that the new concubine brought in today was there to bring good luck to the master. If they were to be blamed for such a serious crime, their fate would be no different from that of the man lying on the ground.
"Am I talking nonsense? Don't you know why I came to this mansion?"
The servant said, "Aunt Song, we just took him to the woodshed. Please don't worry about it. Besides, we are just servants, and we are only following the young master's orders."
Aunt Song sneered, "Then you'd better keep a close eye on him, lest he die."
The servants nodded hurriedly, "Yes, yes, that's definitely not the case."
As they were about to lower the curtain, they saw the man, who had been beaten beyond recognition, struggling to lift his head. He then lowered his eyes and tossed a bottle of wound medicine from his sleeve.
"They probably won't call a doctor for you, so don't die. I saved your life, so remember to come and kowtow to me."
The curtain was lowered, and the sedan chair was carried away.
The original owner tightly gripped the wound medicine.
The servant kicked him and sneered, "You're really lucky to have been saved by this woman."
"We servants are so pitiful; no matter what we do, it's never right."
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