"Oh!" This was the Nth time Chi Xingyue sighed while looking at the beams.
She never imagined that she would be transformed into a fire-making maid in the Ling family, the richest family in Jiangnan, during the Yong Dynasty, just by drinking a glass of wine at a farewell banquet.
The original owner had been sold into the Ling family at the age of four, and it had been over ten years since then. Because of her cowardly nature and poor tongue, she had always been stuck in the kitchen, doing chores like cooking and washing vegetables.
Although it was busy, there wasn't much intrigue. The monthly allowance wasn't much, but it was enough to cover my expenses.
How did the original owner die? Ha, he died of bad luck.
Three days ago, the maid of the first lady and the maid of the second lady had a fight for the top-grade blood swallow, which affected the fire-making girl who was shivering in the corner. A ladle of water hit her, but the girl did not die, but awakened her memories of her past life.
It turned out that the richest family, the Ling family, would be confiscated and exiled in a dozen days, and those of them who had been enslaved would be sold again by the government.
The original owner, due to her thin figure and dim eyesight, avoided those dirty places. However, she was bought by a landlord and became a maid.
I thought everything was the same as before, but it turned out to be the beginning of hell.
The original owner worked during the day and was whipped by the landlord's stupid son at night. Not long after, he was on the verge of death. He finally died in early June during the flood in the south of the Yangtze River.
After she woke up, she couldn't accept her fate, couldn't breathe, and finally passed away. This benefited Chi Xingyue who came from another world.
Chi Xingyue, 32 years old, was originally a village cadre in Nanshan Village, a poor county in Longguo. Because of his outstanding work performance, he was re-elected for four consecutive terms and built Nanshan Village into a comprehensive economic entity integrating production, entertainment and tourism, and completely achieved poverty alleviation and prosperity.
After retiring, the village leaders opened a private room in the cafeteria to give her a farewell party to express their gratitude to Chi Xingyue.
The food and wine arrived, and Chi Xingyue had just taken a sip of Lao Bai Fen when she felt herself pierced. She didn't know how she'd gotten into this state. She was so dazed she'd become this fire-burning girl who'd just come of age.
"Alas, my administrative code is gone just like that!
Wear it if you want. At least you are a daughter of a rich family. At worst, a peasant girl is fine. She can still dream of becoming a princess.
Now, look what a slave! After finally becoming a people's cadre, I'm back to the days before liberation, oppressed and enslaved.
The most important thing is that it will be resold soon and will have to endure seven years of natural and man-made disasters."
Indeed, Chi Xingyue knew far more than the original owner. During the three days of recuperation, she not only sorted out the original owner's memories, but also sorted out the relationships between the people in the Ling family, the richest family in Jiangnan.
Then she was surprised to find that she had not only traveled through time, but also through a book. She had traveled into a romance novel called "After Rebirth, I Am the Mother of the World".
The heroine in the book had met a bad man in her previous life. After her rebirth, she took advantage of her situation and married the third prince, who had a good impression of her, as his principal wife. She also designed to confiscate the property of the Minister of Revenue, the family of the third prince's wife in her previous life, and exiled them.
The Ling family, which was thousands of miles away, was implicated as the ninth clan because of their unrelated relationship with the Minister of Revenue. Their property was confiscated and they were exiled to Youzhou.
The imperial edict came unexpectedly, and before the Ling family could react, their hands and feet were tied.
The immense wealth was thus depleted into the national treasury. The old lady of the Ling family, unable to bear the shock, died on the spot. The old man was also devastated and never made it to Youzhou.
Several branches of the Ling family were killed or injured, or died on the way to exile, or were pulled away by the Youzhou garrison to resist foreign enemies.
In the end, Ling Jiheng, the legitimate son of the second wife, was left. After the new emperor ascended the throne and issued a general amnesty, he took part in the imperial examination and won the top spot. He investigated the truth about the Ling family's property being confiscated and exiled, and from then on embarked on the road of no return to subvert the imperial power.
Chi Xingyue didn't know if Ling Jiheng had succeeded, because the author had abandoned the story. She had only read the general outline and couldn't remember the details at all.
Now, the most important thing is how to get rid of the identity of the fire-making girl and head to the north before the flood in the south of the Yangtze River.
Chi Xingyue pondered for a long time and decided to take a gamble. If it worked, everyone would be happy, but if it didn't...
No, she won't lose. She won't allow it.
As the sky grew darker, Chi Xingyue leaned against the edge of the bed to get up and wash. The little girl in the mirror had a red and swollen forehead and a green face, which was about half similar to her previous life.
Chi Xingyue washed her face, combed her hair into a simple bun based on her memory, and walked along the path towards the yard where Ling Jiheng was.
Because of the head injury, Chi Xingyue always felt top-heavy. Fortunately, there was no moon tonight, and the guards were a little slack. It didn't take long to reach Qingfeng Garden.
There was someone guarding the door. Chi Xingyue hesitated for a moment, then stepped forward and said softly, "Hello, young man. I'm Xiaoru, the fire-cooking girl in the main kitchen. I have something to report to the Second Young Master. Please pass it on!"
Seeing Chi Xingyue's serious expression, the servant hesitated for a moment and then agreed.
"Wait here! You are not allowed to step in without permission!"
Chi Xingyue nodded, tactfully retreating into the shadows. Seeing that she hadn't caused any trouble, the servant quickly ran to the study door and told the second young master's servant about the fire maid's request for an audience.
"That girl's eyes are clear, she doesn't look like those before..."
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a clear male voice from inside: "Bring her in!"
The servant nodded quickly: "Yes!"
Chi Xingyue waited less than five minutes before she was led into Qingfeng Garden. To be honest, she was still a little nervous. But she had no other choice but to fight to the death.
He walked to the door of the study without looking around and knocked lightly. He heard a "come in" and, under the servant's interested gaze, he pushed the door open and walked in.
In the dim candlelight, there sat a handsome young man.
He was not as gentle as the men in the south of the Yangtze River, nor as rough as the men in the north. Chi Xingyue just felt that this face was handsome yet heroic, and the fusion was just right.
Chi Xingyue only glanced at him once before looking away. He bowed slightly and said, "Greetings, Second Young Master!"
"No need to be so polite!" Ling Jiheng raised his hand, signaling Chi Xingyue to speak frankly.
Chi Xingyue glanced at the servant outside the door, shook his head, and signaled him to send the man away.
Ling Jiheng raised an eyebrow, agreeing with her wishes. However, if Chi Xingyue continued to cause trouble, she would have to pay a price.
Seeing the people walking away, Chi Xingyue stood up and prepared to close the doors and windows.
Ling Jiheng stopped him: "Keep it open. It's not convenient for a single man and a single woman to meet each other late at night."
Chi Xingyue was choked and felt that the other party was implying something about her.
But there was nothing wrong with that. After all, this was ancient times, and if she didn't have a deal to negotiate, she wouldn't have come forward and exposed her identity.
Chi Xingyue didn't insist any longer. She stood up and walked to Ling Jiheng, looking into his eyes without dodging at all.
"If I have valuable information, could Second Young Master Ling return my indenture and pay me a sum of money that would be enough for me to live comfortably for the rest of my life?"
Chi Xingyue spoke neither arrogantly nor humbly, which was completely different from the original owner's cowardly and inferior character.
At this moment, her smile was faint, but extremely lively.
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