The Duke's Mansion.
As Jiang Ruoqing sipped the bird's nest soup carefully prepared by the small kitchen and looked at the secret recipe for conceiving, a faint smile played on her lips.
She carefully folded the secret recipe before looking up at the old woman: "I know very well what Auntie is thinking. Go back and tell her to rest assured that I will take good care of my health and bear children for the young master."
The old woman smiled and said, "Auntie said you know what you're doing, and it would be a waste of her breath for her to say anything more. She just wants you to come home more often when you have time, because she misses you."
Jiang Ruoqing smiled again: "I'll go back to see her more often when I have time."
Jiang Ruoqing gave the old woman a reward and asked her to take some valuable medicinal herbs and gifts back with her before returning to her own courtyard.
"Madam, the account books are ready. Would you like to take a look?"
Jiang Ruoqing let out a soft sigh and said with a smile, "Bring me the ledger, let me take a look."
"yes."
After spending half an hour reconciling the accounts, Jiang Ruoqing was just about to rest when news came from the front that two young masters were fighting at the academy.
Lu Zhixing's two sons are already quite old, and the Duke had long ago found the best academies for them to study at.
A flash of disgust crossed Jiang Ruoqing's eyes, but she still said, "Let's go take a look."
The two young masters were fighting over nothing more than a trivial matter.
Lu Zhixing raised his children with a passion for simple education and never liked them using luxury items.
As for the two young masters, they were noble sons of the Duke's mansion, so naturally they had to use the best. In the academy, they were ridiculed for not being dressed and using the same things as others, so they couldn't help but fight with that person.
Jiang Ruoqing negotiated with the other family that came to her door, and after giving them some gifts, she finally saw them off.
She then spoke with the two young masters and took out a sum of her own money, saying she would buy them the best writing materials. Finally, she managed to appease the two young masters.
They all thanked their mother.
Hearing them call her mother, Jiang Ruoqing smiled, but the smile was somewhat stiff.
She has just come of age and is in the prime of her life. Lu Zhixing's eldest son is only three or four years younger than her. What mother? They dare to call her that? She doesn't want to respond yet.
Logically speaking, they should call her Mother—she is Lu Zhixing's legal wife.
It was an hour later when I returned to my own courtyard.
Just as Jiang Ruoqing was about to rest for a while, Lu Zhixing's attendant brought news that he would be having dinner here tonight and would be resting there as well, so Jiang Ruoqing needed to prepare in advance.
Throughout the day, Jiang Ruoqing appeared to be very relaxed, but in reality, she was constantly dealing with both big and small matters.
After checking the recipes with the kitchen staff, Jiang Ruoqing was finally able to sit down and have a cup of tea.
A maid was massaging her legs, and there were delicate pastries on a plate.
Jiang Ruoqing breathed a sigh of relief again; her life was still pretty good.
No one knew that Jiang Ruoqing had a shocking secret—she was not from this dynasty.
She comes from the modern era.
In modern times, she would be just an ordinary office worker in a first-tier city, earning a salary of 5,000 yuan. Two thousand five hundred yuan would go to rent alone, leaving her with just 2,500 yuan, which wouldn't even cover her basic living expenses.
She has to squeeze onto the subway for two hours every day to get to the company, and then she gets yelled at by her boss like a grandson.
But Jiang Ruoqing had a low level of education and no family support, so she could only grit her teeth and endure it.
Although she was too embarrassed to say it out loud, Jiang Ruoqing had always been fantasizing that she would meet a rich second-generation heir and become a wealthy wife overnight, never having to worry about food, clothing, or shelter again.
In reality, modern society is moving at an increasingly fast pace, and the economic gap is widening. Everyone admires the strong, but there are no rich, handsome, and successful people; instead, there are stingy, poor, and ugly people everywhere.
Her desire to find someone far superior to her is practically a pipe dream.
Since she couldn't find anything, she chose to immerse herself in novels every day—just to get a moment of relaxation.
Jiang Ruoqing considered herself to be quite intelligent. Compared to modern novels, she preferred ancient novels, since the clear distinction between social classes in ancient times gave her a greater sense of pleasure.
She had been a grandson her whole life and longed to be the master.
One day, she came home from working overtime, drank a cup of coffee and couldn't sleep. She tossed and turned and finally managed to doze off for a while. When she woke up again, she found herself in swaddling clothes—she had been reborn.
In a sense, she achieved her ideal.
She transmigrated into the body of an official's illegitimate daughter.
In other people's eyes, she was considered the master.
Unexpectedly, Jiang Ruoqing's birth mother was very favored, and could even compete with the legal wife.
From this perspective, Jiang Ruoqing is living a good life.
As she grew up, Jiang Ruoqing quickly analyzed the pros and cons.
The cards she had were a mixed bag, but at least they weren't too bad.
In this society, there's probably little hope for her to become a successful career woman.
The oppression of women in feudal dynasties was appalling. Jiang Ruoqing didn't have much ambition; she just wanted to be a parasite and live a comfortable life.
So she began looking for a marriage partner.
To her surprise, her mother was quite wise.
As a woman in ancient times, she was able to rise from a concubine to the most favored concubine, becoming a mistress of considerable importance in the eyes of others, which naturally indicates that she was intelligent.
Jiang Ruoqing's birth mother quickly set a target for her daughter—her eldest sister's husband, the heir of the Duke's mansion.
When she learned of this news, Jiang Ruoqing was somewhat conflicted.
She didn't want to take over, and besides, she felt like she was some kind of third party.
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