In the evening, the sun sets and dusk falls. The afterglow of the sunset shines through the edge of the clouds, creating a gorgeous glow.

The interior of Feiyuan Pavilion was bright but not quiet, and the sound of firecrackers outside the palace continued to rang out.

Cheng Jiuyuan asked Chun Xing to distribute the red envelopes she had prepared for Lord Feiyuan's people. When the servants saw the reward money inside, they were all delighted.

Working at Feiyuan Pavilion, the second girl has a good temper and is clear about rewards and punishments, so their jobs are easy.

They can also receive food, meat and cloth from time to time, and the second lady is also generous in rewarding the servants. Who in this mansion does not envy the servants of Feiyuan Pavilion?

Those people just hope that they will make mistakes so that they can take the blame.

They are not stupid. They are more cautious, fearing that someone else will take their place.

The servants had just received new clothes before the New Year, and now they had received so much reward money, so they all came to express their gratitude with smiles on their faces.

"Thank you for the reward, Second Miss. I hope that Second Miss will be happy every day."

"I hope that the second young lady will be safe and sound and get what she wants."

"The second girl is so happy..."

Cheng Jiuyuan smiled and said, "Everyone has worked hard on weekdays. Today is the New Year's Day, so go home early to spend the reunion night with your family."

Everyone was happy: "Thank you, Second Miss."

After the servants left in groups of two or three, Mu Jin hurried in.

She handed the stack of papers in her hand to Cheng Jiuyuan: "Miss, these are from the eldest lady to Zhou Xiaoyun."

"Why did you take it out? Aren't you afraid that Zhou Xiaoyun will find out?" Cheng Jiuyuan frowned.

"No, Zhou Xiaoyun got some money from the girl, put this thing on the bedside, and went out to drink with some friends."

Cheng Jiuyuan looked at the contents on the paper and became more and more frightened.

This looks like a science test question. Could it be that Zhou Xiaoyun also became the top scorer in this way in his previous life?

Cheng Jiuyuan immediately stood up and walked to the desk.

"Hibiscus, grind the ink."

Cheng Jiuyuan picked up the pen and copied the article in Cheng Yunge's handwriting, making only a few changes.

No matter how well he writes, as long as he has rebellious intentions, he will not escape the fate of being beheaded!

If someone like Zhou Xiaoyun can get the top spot, then what about those students like her cousin who study hard?

If he didn't use these articles, he could still escape. If he did, he would be doomed!

Cheng Jiuyuan moved very quickly. After copying, he handed a stack of papers to Mu Jin.

"Let someone put it back."

"Yes." Mu Jin took the copied article, hid it in her sleeve pocket, and turned to walk out.

Cheng Jiuyuan picked up the articles written by Cheng Yunge. These articles did not seem to be written by Cheng Yunge. She was afraid that they were "borrowed" from the works in her world.

These articles were indeed masterpieces, and she became more and more curious about Cheng Yunge's original world.

Watching these articles burn to ashes, Cheng Jiuyuan revealed a bloodthirsty smile.

If you covet things that do not belong to you, you will always pay a heavy price.

Cheng Jiuyuan stood in front of the window, watching the maids walking out in groups of two or three, carrying their bags.

"Look, this is the bracelet that the second young lady gave me as a reward. I'm going to take it back to my mother. My father passed away early, and she worked hard all her life to raise my sister and me, but she never wore any jewelry."

"The cloth that the second young lady gave us this time is enough to make two sets of clothes, just enough for my brother and sister-in-law to each have one set."

"In previous years, we could only get half a pound of meat during the Spring Festival, and it was gone before we could even taste it. This year, the second girl gave each of us a full five pounds, so we can have a good year."

"The second young lady is so nice. My parents said that I am lucky to have met such a nice master."

"Second girl..."

The servants' voices became increasingly distant, drowned out by the sound of firecrackers coming from outside the mansion.

Everyone in Feiyuan Pavilion was having a great time, but the servants in Yiyunzhai were not so lucky.

"Miss, the family banquet is about to begin. Let me help you wash up." Cuiluo came in with some clean water.

"Ah."

Cuiluo and Haitang gently dressed her up and looked at her quietly.

Finally, Cuiluo carefully reminded: "Miss, today is the New Year's Day, the maids of Feiyuan Pavilion have received rewards..."

Before he finished speaking, Cheng Yunge's eyes turned cold: "Why? Are you envious?"

"I dare not!" Cuiluo and Haitang knelt on the ground hurriedly.

I don't know since when, the Cheng Yunge who always said "everyone is equal" and "no need to kneel" completely disappeared.

She looked down at the two people kneeling on the ground and said, "If you are envious, then if you have the ability, go and work for Feiyuan Pavilion."

"I dare not. I just said it casually. I know I was wrong." Cui Luo kowtowed several times.

"It's great that Cheng Jiuyuan has a wealthy grandfather. She knows how to buy people's hearts with money!"

Cuiluo had tears in her eyes.

She has fallen out of favor since the New Year's Palace Banquet three days ago.

Isn’t it said that the eldest daughter is the kindest and most considerate of the servants?

How come she finally became the eldest lady's maid, but didn't feel any generosity from her?

They were servants, had families, and lived on that little monthly salary.

If they don’t ask for money, what do they ask for?

Even if the eldest daughter is not as rich as the second daughter, each maid should be given a few hundred coins as a token of appreciation, if not two taels of money.

To put it another way, even if there is no reward money, at least they can go back early to have a reunion dinner with their family like Feiyuan Pavilion did.

The servants in Yiyunzhai had nothing.

As servants of the Prime Minister's Mansion, the main courtyard and Feiyuan Pavilion have them, but they don't. How can they feel balanced?

When she came in just now, several sisters asked her about it openly and secretly, so she mustered up the courage to ask.

"It's New Year's Day, why are you looking so sad? If someone doesn't know, they would think I'm trying to make things difficult for you! Get out of here, it's annoying just to look at me."

Cuiluo quickly got up and went out crying, covering her face.

Cheng Yunge glanced at Haitang on the ground and said, "What are you standing there for? Do you want me to comb my hair myself?"

Haitang immediately stood up and served more carefully.

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