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"Daya, wake up. The old lady up ahead is giving out rewards. Go and say a few auspicious words. I'll keep watch for you."

As Meng Jiao entered her body, a little girl in green came running over and bumped into her. She came back to her senses and pointed at her nose.

"Me? Daya?"

The little girl in a green jacket, holding some kind of dried food in her mouth, came close and touched her forehead.

"I don't have a fever. Go quickly. That Pearl is a piece of shit. She left you alone to ask for a reward without even saying a word to you. But you are the most honest person. You believe everything she says. Go quickly."

Meng Jiao was pushed out of the small house in a daze, but she did not go to the old lady's yard as the little girl said, but found an empty corner to receive memories.

The original Xu Mengjiao, nicknamed Daya, was from Changshan Village. Her father was a rare scholar in the village, but he was just a pedantic poor man who thought he was noble.

More than ten years ago, my mother fled here to escape famine and was bought back by Xu's father as his wife.

However, it is said that nine out of ten people deserve to be looked down upon, and scholars are useless.

In the more than ten years since Xu Jinshi married the original owner's mother, Ye Hongyin, he has never helped with any housework.

At first, the family was relatively wealthy, and they could make a living relying on the few acres of thin land inherited from their ancestors. Unfortunately, Xu Jinshi was not only unable to carry anything, but also had high aspirations but a fragile life.

Unwilling to be just a small scholar, Ye Hongyin studied hard but failed repeatedly. In order to make a living, she had to work three jobs from time to time.

She worked during the day, embroidered handkerchiefs at night, and took on laundry work for villagers when she had time, just to barely make ends meet for her family.

It is a rare opportunity for a village to have a scholar. Even if he fails to pass the imperial examination, a private school in the village will be enough to support him for the rest of his life.

Xu Jinshi would rather eat bran and vegetables, and even sell his own daughter as a slave, than give up his integrity as a scholar and bow down for a few pieces of silver.

It was announced to the public that the original owner sold herself into slavery, but the villagers were not fools. Everyone had their own standards in mind, but they just kept to themselves and kept quiet.

The original owner was sold into the Yongguo Mansion when she was nine years old, along with the little girl from before, named Erniu.

The original owner was honest. Now at the age of fourteen, the clever little girl had already climbed up to become a first- or second-class maid in the mansion. At the very least, she could already show her face in front of the masters of the various rooms.

And she was still a third-class servant in the tea room, not allowed to go out. Although she was not as bad as a servant girl who could not even enter the master's house, she was only better than those who did hard work outside.

Meng Jiao touched the calluses on her hands and sighed in her heart that she had a miserable life and could not get a good status every time. Sigh~

"Brother, what is the original body's wish?"

Big Fat Orange tapped the screen with his plump plum blossom pad and read to Meng Jiao,

"My first wish is to be free from slavery as soon as possible.

The second wish is to help my mother get a divorce."

Meng Jiao paused while swallowing the meatball. She was not stupid. She was filial but not foolish.

It's just that now is the sixth year of Jiahe, and the new emperor has just ascended the throne. It is the time to attach great importance to etiquette and to recruit talented people.

Although the original body's stupid father was pedantic, he was a scholar after all. It would be difficult for the original body's mother to get a peaceful divorce.

Besides, buying and selling servants is legal in this world. For those like them who were bought back when they were young, there are only two options:

One is that if you do well, you will be appreciated by the master of the house, and the master will give you some dowry, arrange a good marriage with the sons of the family, and take care of a few farms and work hard for the master for generations.

The second is that they will not be favored. When they reach a certain age, they will be sent to that dirty place. After all, a century-old family like this will not let the affairs of the mansion be taken over by the rival family.

This doesn't mean that you can redeem your body indentures by saving enough money from selling your body. If the master doesn't speak up, you can't get rid of this lowly status even if you pay several times the money.

Feeling the familiar changes in her body, Meng Jiao continued to look at the information about the Yongguo Mansion.

The head of the family, Zhongli, whose name was Yongshan and whose courtesy name was Liangzhi, married Yan Shiqing, the second daughter of the second-rank prince's tutor, at the age of 42. He and Yan had two sons.

There is a difference between legitimate and illegitimate children. There are four masters in the family. The head of the family inherits the title of Duke of the State for first-class meritorious service.

The other three masters, the second and third masters, became local governors.

The fourth master was engaged in business, dealing in silk and cloth in the Longnan area. He was a good businessman and occasionally made money.

After the new emperor came to power, he was appreciated by the nobles in the palace and was granted the title of Imperial Merchant, supplying the royal family exclusively.

The eldest son of the mansion, Zhongli Weiran, has been weak since childhood and suffers from heart disease. Although he inherited his father's title and asked to be named the crown prince since he was young, he has been weak since childhood and suffered from illness.

But he was unwilling to give up. He had a high IQ and read a lot of books since he was young. He dragged his weak body to accumulate his own power and did not want to become a burden to the Duke's Mansion.

The Fourth Master's trade routes and the new emperor's water conservancy projects were all designed by this Master, but others don't know about it.

Today the mansion was decorated with lanterns and colorful lights. It turned out that the second young master of the mansion won the third place in the imperial examination. The old lady was very happy and was distributing reward money to the servants in the front yard.

Meng Jiao touched her tight clothes and walked towards the tea room. If she guessed correctly, the target of this strategy should be this young master.

Don't ask how I know this, because he looks like someone who can't have a baby.

I'm so worried that his body will die before I even start, and then not only will I not complete my mission, but I'll also be a widow.

What's more, the original body is only fourteen years old now, so it's better to get out of the tea room first.

Take the long view Take the long view...

Just as she was about to go back, she suddenly heard a little girl's voice behind her. Meng Jiao recognized her. Wasn't this Zhenzhu, who was responsible for lighting the fire in the tea room with her?

"Hey, Daya, who told you to run out? There's someone missing in the tea room, but I won't admit it when Sister Liuli asks me to do so."

Liuli was the steward who was in charge of this group of young girls. She was a second-class steward maid in charge of miscellaneous matters in the mansion. She was a fairly fair person.

Meng Jiao squinted her eyes and looked at the little girl in front of her. She was dressed in pink maid clothes and had a pink face. She looked pretty and graceful. Compared with her original honest and humble appearance, she was indeed more likable.

It's just that this mouth, if it doesn't open, it's fine, but once it opens, it ruins three points of its beauty.

"You and I are jointly responsible for the tea room. If anything goes wrong, it's because you left your post without permission and were busy asking for the reward. I will tell Sister Liuli everything, and Sister Liuli will be the one to tell what's right and wrong."

Zhenzhu was touching the red agate hairpin she had just been awarded and was feeling smug. Suddenly, she was shocked to hear so many words from someone who usually couldn't even say a word. What was even more infuriating was that she was indeed at fault first.

This girl never complained about her losses in the past, what happened today?

"You, what are you talking about? I have to go back to work. I'm only away for a moment. If you dare to tell Sister Liuli, you're dead! Be careful or I'll kill you!"

Zhenzhu glared at Mengjiao and hurried to the tea room, thinking that she would go back first. If Liuli asked about it, she could be the first to complain.

How could Meng Jiao not see through her little thoughts? It’s so funny that someone who has lived for several lifetimes could be bullied by a fifteen-year-old brat!

Meng Jiao thought of the wood power she had just received, and bent her fingers towards the running Pearl. A hint of green quietly slid by.

【thump】

"Ouch!"

Pearl fell flat on her face, and Meng Jiao passed by, imitating the way Pearl had just twisted her butt.

"Ahaha~ I'm so scared, you're going to kill me~"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhenzhu looked at him in surprise and pulled out the agate hairpin from her hair, and then he boasted...