Chapter 1 Servant
A chill hit him. Chu Zheng slowly opened his eyes, only to feel that his limbs were stiff and his stomach was burning with anxiety.
After calming down and looking around, his expression gradually became weird.
In front of me is not a familiar bedroom, but a green brick house with air leakage from all sides. The window lattice rattles. Without leaving the house, you can still feel the biting wind and snow outside, and the biting chill.
This...
A memory suddenly came into his mind. After a while, Chu Zheng gradually came back to his senses, his eyes flickering.
There is no doubt that he has traveled through time. The current location is Wuyang County, Luofeng City, and Song Mansion of the Zhou Dynasty.
The predecessor was also called Chu Zheng. He was a native of Luofeng City. His parents died. He was sold into the Song Dynasty as a slave when he was seven years old. It has been nine years since he accidentally broke the eldest lady’s beloved child the day before yesterday. Yuzhan was punished with food and water for four days.
But in Chu Zheng's view, these are not the key. What surprised him most was that there really were immortals in this world.
Not a fortune teller, but a powerful person who drinks dew and eats the clouds, has the ability to live forever, and travels to the North Sea in the evening.
Song Lingqing, the second lady of the Song Dynasty, was selected by the immortals a few years ago and went to the Hidden World Immortal Sect.
Because of this, the status of the Song family has risen sharply in recent years, and they are among the best in the entire Wuyang County.
While Chu Zheng was deep in thought, a curtain of light suddenly appeared and came into view.
[Name: Chu Zheng]
[Cultivation: Level 0]
[Skills: Fitting Fist (Level 0/Incomplete), Chasing the Wind Sword Technique (Level 0)]
[Repair Master: Level 0 (0/1000)]
[Remaining repairs for the day Number of times: 5]
[Currently repairable: Fit Fist (0/10)]
The Song family is originally a martial arts family. Even if they are slaves, they will pass on both martial arts, but they will have reservations.
Looking at the panel that suddenly appeared, Chu Zheng's eyes suddenly lit up.
Repairing is a very difficult skill. A broken mirror is difficult to repair. A restorer with extraordinary skills is equivalent to going back in time and seizing the power of the Creator. Every step of progress becomes more difficult.
Before traveling through time, he was a cultural relic restorer and was extremely interested in the past that was buried in the torrent of time.
Once he traveled through time, his first feeling was the excitement of facing an entire unknown world.
The panel in front of him can even be repaired and perfected, which will undoubtedly help him save a lot of energy and time in exploring the secrets of this world.
Wow——
Before Chu Zheng could recover from his joy, the door of the room was suddenly pushed open.
The cold wind howled in with the ice and snow, and Chu Zheng shivered involuntarily.
A figure slowly walked inside, wearing a servant's green shirt and a small hat. He had an average appearance and looked to be in his early twenties.
Chu Zheng sat up with some difficulty, leaning against the back wall, looking at the visitor, and fragments of memories quickly emerged in his mind.
Song Yun, a son of the Song family, has extraordinary talent in martial arts. He grew up with the eldest lady since he was a child. Although he is a servant, his status in the mansion is extraordinary and he is highly valued.
“A slave should know his duty as a slave.”
Looking at the slightly embarrassed Chu Zheng, Song Yun twitched the corner of his mouth and said casually:
“Big The young lady wants to keep you around because she thinks highly of you, but you have repeatedly refused, which has exhausted the eldest lady’s patience. Having a good skin is not a capital that can be willful.”
Speaking of skin, Song. Yun's voice paused slightly, and a hint of secret pain flashed in his eyes. He had done his best in everything, but he lacked such appearance.
Chu Zheng was sitting in the corner, his hair was messy, and his brows were full of fatigue, but he still couldn't hide the masculine beauty in his appearance.
After not seeing each other for a few days, Song Yun felt that Chu Zheng had changed again. His eyes were deep and his face was a little more calm and determined, which made him even more eye-catching.
Even though they are both men, Song Yun cannot deny that Chu Zheng's appearance is outstanding. From the outside world, no one would associate him with the word slave.
"The eldest lady has said that after the fasting is over, I will ask you to go to the filthy room as an errand."
Song Yun no longer looked directly at Chu Zheng, and looked away irritably.
The dirty room is the garbage room, where a large number of discarded utensils from the house are piled up.
Broken tables and broken chairs, broken pots and rotten tiles... nothing more than that.
The Dirty House is in the far corner of the Song Mansion. No one would go there on weekdays. If you go there, you will become a completely marginalized person.
For a slave, it is tantamount to never seeing the light of day and his future is completely cut off.
Song Yun thought that Chu Zheng would have some reaction when he heard this. To his disappointment, Chu Zheng showed no reaction and just said lightly:
"Thank you, Miss."
Such a calm attitude made Song Yun feel like he had punched cotton. His palms unconsciously tightened and clenched into fists. He couldn't help but take two steps forward and whispered. He said: "There is a difference between immortals and mortals. The second lady has been gone for more than three years and there is not a single letter from home. Do you think she will remember you as a mere slave?"
Chu Zheng's expression remained the same. There was no disturbance at all, just sitting there, as if lost in thought.
Not getting the expected reaction, Song Yun suddenly felt bored:
"You just die here. If you don't want to make progress, you will lose your good skin."
Bang——
The door slammed hard, and the chains were locked, making a clanging sound. .
Chu Zheng did not listen carefully to Song Yun's words, he was thinking about his future plans.
The first priority was to redeem myself.
Once he traveled through time, Chu Zheng naturally did not want to sit on the ground. When he raised his head, he could only see an inch of the sky.
Being a slave in the Song Dynasty will greatly restrict his freedom. Even his life is not his own, and his life is precarious.
But the news sent by Song Yun just now made him change his mind.
The dirty room is quiet and no one will disturb it. In the short term, it may be a good place for him.
……
...
The sky is getting darker and the sound of wind and snow is getting heavier.
Crash——
There was a strange noise from the door, waking up Chu Zheng who was curled up in a nap.
"Chu Zheng...Chu Zheng?"
The door was squeezed open, and two soft calls came in.
Chu Zheng did not move. He had been fasting for three days without food or water. His intestines and lungs were already exhausted. If it weren't for the original martial arts foundation, he might not even have the strength to speak at this moment.
The reason why I ignored Song Yun just now was because he really couldn't speak.
A small hand poked through the crack in the door, holding the bun tightly: "The one I held in my arms is not cold yet, you eat it while it's hot."
"Xiao Cai? ”
Chu Zheng heard the voice of the person coming. It turned out that the second young lady's personal maid was about the same age as herself, and now she was serving the eldest lady.
"It's me. The eldest lady was too strict in the past two days. Fortunately, the eldest lady rested early today, otherwise I wouldn't have had the chance to see you."
Hearing Chu Zheng replied, and Xiao Cai outside the door breathed a sigh of relief: "You can go out tomorrow, just bear with it."
Chu Zheng frowned slightly, and after thinking for a while, he said softly:
"Take this back, I have something else I want to ask you for help with."
As the eldest lady's personal maid, Xiaocai's every move is in the eyes of others.
The ban will be lifted normally tomorrow. It is better not to eat this steamed bun to avoid unnecessary complications.
"What's the matter? Please tell me quickly, I only have a little time."
Xiaocai didn't ask any more questions, and retracted his hand, showing a slight urgency.
“The jade cup I broke the day before yesterday, where are the fragments now?”
……
……
In the courtyard, heavy snow was flying.
Two figures stood in the corner of the courtyard, staring quietly at the woodshed, with a panoramic view of Xiao Cai's every move.
"Miss, go back and rest." Song Yun stood with an umbrella, looking at the thin dress on the woman's body, slightly worried.
"What did he say when you went there in the afternoon?"
"Thank you for your grace."
"Grace? It's a good dog."
The woman said Leng scoffed, his hands hidden in his sleeves gradually tightened, and he turned and left.
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(End of this chapter)