The daughter of the firstborn is rebellious and is reborn to bury her whole family

Shen Qiyin's eyes suddenly flashed.

So fast? !

She remembered that in her previous life, Shen Cang was released a few days after the Mid-Autumn Festival.

I came out early in this life and even made it in time for the family reunion dinner.

The maid who answered had no idea what Shen Qiyin was thinking, and continued to say happily: "The master is chatting with the old lady in Zhuijin Hall at the moment, and several young masters and young ladies are also here. Second Miss, you should go over and take a look."

"Ah."

After responding faintly, Shen Qiyin ran straight to Zhuizhui Jintang.

As she approached the door, she heard a cry coming from inside the house, wailing and mourning.

I walked in through the curtain, and found the room so crowded that it was hard to breathe.

Old Madam Shen's room was not particularly big to begin with, and she stuffed a lot of furnishings into it. Now that the room was filled with people, it seemed even more cramped.

Shen Qiyin secretly shook his head, there are indeed many turtles in a shallow pond.

When she went in, she didn't disturb anyone. Everyone was busy comforting the crying old lady.

She cried mournfully. Those who knew her son was back were excited, while those who didn't think her son was dead in prison would have thought.

The mother cried so hard that she burst into tears. Shen Cang, a filial son, had to persuade her: "Mother, please stop crying and take care of yourself. Your son is back."

"You are back, but how come you lost your position?"

"..."

Shen Cang's face immediately turned black when his shortcomings were exposed in public.

Thinking of his children, he forced a smile and explained, "Mother, you misunderstood. I only said that I will no longer be the imperial physician, but I have not been dismissed... I have only been changed to a medical assistant..."

Shen Qiyin wanted to laugh after hearing this.

He was clearly demoted, but they insisted on saying "reassigned". She thought he was an old lady, so he was really good at pretending!

She had heard her master casually mention that there were six ranks of officials in the Imperial Medical Service of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Except for the female doctor who served as a palace maid, the rest included the fourth rank head of the Imperial Medical Bureau, the fifth rank right court judge, the fifth rank left court judge, the sixth rank imperial physician, the eighth rank clerk, and the eighth rank medical assistant.

Since the official positions are different, the patients they come into contact with are naturally different, and the salaries and rewards they receive are of course also very different.

Shen Cang used to be an imperial physician with an annual salary of sixty taels. Although it was not too high, he had the advantage of interacting with nobles and ladies every day, and he would receive some rewards every time he consulted a patient.

Moreover, there were no doctors for the palace maids. If the palace maids and eunuchs fell ill, they could only pay money to ask the imperial physician to see them.

So, although the position of imperial physician seems to have a low status, it actually brings a lot of benefits.

But now, Shen Cang was demoted to a medical officer, and was in charge of clerical duties. He was mainly responsible for studying the identification and characteristics of medicinal materials for reference by the imperial doctors.

This is purely to help others.

Not only will there be no hope of promotion, but the salary will also be greatly reduced.

Old Madam Shen got the point right and asked directly, "How much is the doctor's salary?"

Shen Cang was at a loss for words, and stammered, "...To be able to serve His Majesty is something that many people would never ask for. Salary...is not the most important thing. What matters is that my son's ability has been recognized..."

"Salary is not important? If salary is not important, what will this family eat? They will starve!"

"I don't care about whether it's certain or not, I just want to ask how much silver you have?" When it comes to money, the old lady is not easy to fool.

Seeing that he couldn't hide it, Shen Cang had to answer truthfully: "Twenty, twenty taels."

Upon hearing this, Madam Shen's eyes suddenly lit up: "So many?!" She was so excited that she even stopped crying.

"M-much?"

"Isn't twenty taels a month enough?!" The old lady said, "Why don't you know how to be satisfied?" "Don't forget, you only got five taels of silver a month."

"..."

Shen Cang's expression changed again and again, and finally he said with a stiff upper lip: "...Mother, that twenty taels is...is the annual salary."

Twenty taels a month, how could she dare to think about that?

He can identify herbs and diagnose medicinal herbs, but he can't make elixirs!

"Annual salary?" Old Madam Shen looked incredulous: "Only twenty taels of silver a year?!"

She still held on to a glimmer of hope.

It was not until she saw Shen Cang nod solemnly that the last bit of hope in her heart disappeared, and she immediately continued crying: "Oh, I can't live like this anymore!"

"Your father died early, and I played both your father and your mother. I raised you with great difficulty, and I finally hoped that you would achieve something. Now, there is nothing left."

"It's less than two taels of silver a month. Who can afford it?"

……

Old Madam Shen kept crying and muttering, making everyone very upset.

Only Shen Qiyin sat there calmly, with a faint smile in her eyes. If you look closely, you can even find that she is faintly excited.

The house hasn’t been this lively for a long time, she loves watching it!

It's a pity that God didn't want it.

Shen Cang soon lost his patience and, unlike his usual filial behavior, he shouted angrily, "Enough!"

Old Madam Shen was startled by him, and the fat on her face trembled three times.

At this time, a pretty woman with a plump figure and a face as white as a silver plate said, "Don't worry, sir. The old lady is just worried and confused. She feels sorry for your efforts in vain and is just avenging you."

When Shen Qiyin heard the voice, he looked and saw that it was Aunt Zhou, Shen Guangzong's biological mother.

She was talking to Shen Cang, but the tea in her hand was offered to Old Madam Shen.

After hearing what he said, the former regained some sense of reason and tried his best to suppress his temper.

The latter accepted her tea and his crying gradually subsided.

She smiled slightly and said softly, "Master, you don't know that when you were still in prison, the old lady was so anxious that she spent a lot of money to find a way to get you out."

"She is in charge of the whole family, so she has a lot of responsibilities, so naturally she has to think more."

Shen Cang frowned and asked, "What silver?"

Old Madam Shen said angrily, "It's all because of your good daughter-in-law who said she had a way to save you. She wasted three thousand taels of silver in vain!"

"What was the result? Not even a sound was heard!"

"Three thousand taels?!" Shen Cang's throat was hoarse.

Aunt Zhou hurriedly said, "Master, don't be upset. Madam had good intentions...but she did something bad..."

As she spoke, she suddenly looked at Shen Qiyin: "Qiyin, please help Madam explain."

As soon as the words fell, everyone looked in the direction where Aunt Zhou was looking, wondering when Shen Qiyin came in.

Shen Qiyin took a sip of tea and was about to drink it.

OK OK.

She was just seeing them having fun and wanted to join in, but Aunt Zhou extended an olive branch to her. It was like someone handed her a pillow just as she was about to doze off.

Just because of her foresight, Shen Qiyin decided to stab her first!

As soon as the fingers loosened, the cup lid fell back onto the cup with a crisp "click" sound.

She raised her eyes, the smile in her eyes was replaced by surprise: "What did Auntie call me for?"