Marry a Duke

Chapter 4: Adding fuel to the fire

Fu Ran cherishes his life.

She asked the young monk who the nobleman living in the Zen room in the backyard was from so that she could avoid him in the future.

The young monk was very stubborn and refused to reveal a single word.

"Those who can live in Huguo Temple are all powerful people in the capital. No one is allowed to make irresponsible comments. It is better for the donor not to ask about it."

"Yes, yes, Master reminded me of this."

She asked casually, but Bi'an who was in the dark heard it. He reported back that the maid in the mansion was asking around for the whereabouts of her master. It seemed that she did have bad intentions.

Fu Ran had no idea that people would speculate like this and put her in a very dangerous position.

Finally, she waited for the carriage from the *** Mansion, and the driver was Cheng Jiang.

Seeing that it was an acquaintance, Fu Ran felt much better.

"Cheng Jiang, thank you for coming to pick me up." She looked really pitiful as she limped along. Cheng Jiang was a martial artist, and he was strong and had strong arms, so he could lift her up with one lift.

He carried her into the car. Cheng Jiang usually didn't talk much, but one thing he had was that he would never interrupt others when they were talking.

"Sit tight."

"it is good."

Fu Ran was very obedient. He not only sat firmly but also held on to his position.

"Cheng Jiang, who asked you to pick me up? Was it ***?"

"Yes."

"Yes, if she doesn't come to pick me up, everyone in the Huguo Temple will know that she has ignored the maids in the mansion, which will damage her reputation." She knelt for so long, her legs would break if she was asked to walk back to the city.

Cheng Jiang glanced at her. Her miserable appearance was indeed unbearable. Cheng Jiang was a man of few words and was only close to A Lin in the mansion.

After Fu Ran and A Lin started talking, Cheng Jiang was also there. When Cheng Jiang saw Fu Ran, it was like seeing his own sister.

He had a sister who was a few years younger than him, about the same age as Fu Ran. She died of illness three years ago.

Some of Fu Ran's expressions are somewhat similar to his sister, so Cheng Jiang treats her as half a sister.

"Don't say anything after you return home." Cheng Jiang knew that she was wronged, and she couldn't mention it even if it was known to everyone.

Whenever I was wronged or suffered, I just endured it.

"I know, who dares to say it?" Fu Ran said leisurely.

"I brought some medicine, you can apply it." Cheng Jiang turned around and handed Fu Ran a small white porcelain bottle.

Even if you are leaning on a cushion, your knees won't be able to bear the strain after kneeling for such a long time.

Fu Ran thanked him and felt a warm feeling in his heart. After coming to this world, it was actually very difficult to feel warmth. The maids and servants in the backyard were still fighting with each other in private.

Each one of them is vying for the master's favor.

Those people at the bottom of the society, each trying to survive, cannot take care of many things, and do not have the extra time or energy to share with others.

"Thank you, Brother Cheng. I'll buy you something delicious when I get my monthly salary."

She was a second-class maid in the *** mansion, and received one or two taels of silver a month. If she was not particular, she could save this one or two taels.

There is food and accommodation in the mansion, and uniform clothes are distributed all year round.

But after she became Fu Ran, she found out that her original self had not saved any money. After asking, she found out that if someone asked her to borrow money, she would lend it.

She even sent the letters to her brother and sister-in-law who sold her to a brothel asking for money.

He was reluctant to spend any of it himself, and instead gave it all to outsiders.

Fu Ran has only been here for a month and hasn't even received his monthly salary, so now he's left with nothing.

Cheng Jiang didn't respond.

When the carriage returned to ***'s mansion, it was already dark. Cheng Jiang wanted to drive the carriage to the stable. Fu Ran entered alone through the small side door. She did not rush back to the house, but had to see *** first to report her return.

Qingzhu led her inside.

"***, Fu Ran is back."

***, who was resting with her eyes closed and enjoying the British Duke massaging her shoulders, opened her eyes and glanced lazily at Fu Ran.

"Can you recite the sutra sincerely?"

"Reply sir, I am reciting the sutra sincerely."

"That's good. You did a good job this time. Aunt Qiu, give me a reward."

Nanny Qiu immediately took out ten taels of silver, handed it to Fu Ran, and warned him.

"As long as you work hard and obey your master's orders, you will be rewarded."

Ten taels! That’s ten months’ salary.

Fu Ran was ecstatic. If she could kneel for a day and a night, she would get ten taels of silver. She could kneel for a month.

She carefully held the ten taels, thanked ***, and also did not forget to thank the Duke of England behind ***.

Fu Ran held the ten taels of silver in his hand and felt his steps become lighter.

Qingzhu looked at him with envy.

"The reward you get must also be shared with me. If I hadn't thought of you, you wouldn't have had the chance to get the reward."

Some people are just shameless. Even though it's not her money, she still wants to ask for it back.

Fu Ran vigilantly kept the ten taels of silver close to his body.

"Sister Qingzhu, what you said is really a pity to let me have such a good opportunity. If Sister Qingzhu had taken the blame herself, maybe the emperor would have been happier and rewarded her with fifty taels."

It is absolutely impossible to get money from her again.

Money is her life.

She had to collect enough money to get her indenture back from the thief. It was said that the original indenture was bought out for fifty taels. If she wanted the indenture back, she would have to pay back ten times, which would be five hundred taels.

It's a huge sum of money, she saves it slowly, there is always hope.

"You--." Qingzhu didn't expect her to dare to talk back, "Fu Ran, I find that you are getting bolder and bolder now, and you dare to talk back to anyone."

Fu Ran smiled and said, "I am honest and dutiful. I do what I should do and get what I deserve. But Sister Qingzhu always thinks about things that don't belong to you. That's not good."

Qingzhu snorted coldly: "You don't know who is older and who is younger. I am the eldest maid, and you have to listen to me. If you don't take out the silver and divide it, you will suffer in the future."

"I don't give any share. If you have the ability, go and earn it yourself." They were all maids, and at most they were in a superior-subordinate relationship. She was not the master, so why was she so arrogant?

If you think of something else, she might give it to you.

There is no way you can think of the money in her hands.

Fu Ran hid the silver in her pocket and went to the kitchen to get her dinner, then went back to her room to eat.

Her roommates also knew that she had won the reward and congratulated her.

"If only I had gone with you yesterday, maybe I could have knelt with you and earned the reward together."

Fu Ran thought about it again and again and decided to take out two taels of silver and asked someone to buy a roast duck, pork head and some wine outside the house. She also invited her good friends in the house to have a meal together.

All the maids below the first rank in the courtyard of the *** Mansion were invited, including A-lin and Cheng Jiang, except for the senior maid who always wanted to suppress her.

She needs to maintain her small circle and then slowly expand it into a big circle so that she can have a good life in the government.

Qingzhu looked down upon this little bit of profit, but since Fu Ran didn't invite her, she naturally held a grudge against him.

He immediately reported Fu Ran's attempt to recruit a small group to the government.

There is no lack of exaggeration.