After rebirth, I became a national teacher

(The first 5 chapters are foreshadowing, and the writing was not smooth. If you like this subject, you can try to stick to chapter 11. The plots after that are very exciting.)

Chen Qingzhu screamed miserably and suddenly sat up from the bed.

Qingli's face was covered in cold sweat, and her body seemed to still be in excruciating pain from having her soul shattered by the thunder.

The blue-gray tent ceiling came into view, and the fear and pain between her brows were replaced by doubt.

She was clearly in a cave in Yuqing Mountain undergoing the golden elixir thunder tribulation and was about to be reduced to ashes by the ninth heavenly thunder, but how come she was on the bed in the blink of an eye?

Looking towards the source of the faint light, I saw an old and dilapidated lattice window. The thin window paper had several holes, and the cold wind was blowing in.

There was a varnished willow dressing table by the window, with a missing corner of the tabletop. Next to it, on a crudely made wooden stand, was a gray cotton gown with frayed edges.

On the right side, there is a copper coin-patterned cabinet more than one meter tall, and two red-painted wooden boxes without any decoration. Due to years of use, the red paint is mottled and peeling everywhere.

Opposite the bed was an unpainted round table and four benches. On the table were a kettle, a few broken porcelain teacups, and a bamboo sewing basket.

The dim and cramped room was filled with poor furnishings.

Even after decades in the cultivation world, she still recognized it at a glance——

This was the house where she lived in Nandu City before she traveled to the world of cultivation.

As an unfavored concubine, even if she gave birth to twins and lived with her daughter, she only had a row of three rooms in the back room.

After failing to survive the tribulation, she unexpectedly returned to her original world!

However, time has gone back many years compared to when she traveled through time.

After feeling as if in another world, Chen Qingzhu's heart was shocked.

At this time, her daughter Rong Niang was still alive and well!

Without even bothering to put on her clothes and shoes, she hurriedly got out of bed and ran to the next room.

Rongniang lived with her until she was seven years old. Her only two maids usually took turns to watch over Rongniang at night.

The winter sky was already bright, and it was obviously getting late, but the door to the next door was still closed.

Chen Qingzhu knocked on the door several times before a sleepy voice came from inside:

"Who?"

After a while, the maid in the room came out with disheveled hair and sleepy eyes to open the door.

After seeing the maid's face clearly, Chen Qingzhu's eyes narrowed slightly.

This is Dongxue, the maid who killed her in her previous life.

It was precisely because she was bribed that Lady Zhang, the wife of Marquis of Jingnan, was able to pin the crime of poisoning her eldest son on her.

But Chen Qingzhu did not pay her any extra attention. Instead, he went straight to the carved bed in the inner room and lifted the autumn-scented curtains. The bed was empty except for the lifted quilt.

"Where's Rong Niang?"

There was a hint of urgency in her tone that was hard to conceal.

Dongxue chuckled:

"What happened, Aunt? Miss Three moved to Madam's courtyard half a month ago!"

Distant memories come flooding back.

Chen Qingzhu immediately understood at which point in time he was reborn.

Rong Niang moved to the lady's courtyard half a month ago, so it should be the third day of the twelfth lunar month in the twenty-fifth year of Yong'an.

The reason why she remembered it so clearly was because the tragic event that would cause her death would happen in two days.

Recently, the poisoning of the eldest son of the Marquis's family was exposed, and Jingnan Marquis Pei Xiao was furious and launched a thorough investigation.

The real culprit, Madam Hou Zhang, had already bribed her maid Dongxue and made her a scapegoat.

Two days later, Marquis Jingnan successfully found her.

She gave birth to the eldest son of the marquis's family and had the motive to attack the only legitimate son.

In addition, she was originally a maidservant of Zhang. Not only was her indenture in Zhang's hands, but Zhang also brought her two children to her side as bargaining chips in advance. She was the perfect candidate to take the blame.

After receiving Zhang's hint, she had no choice but to plead guilty and stop all investigations.

It was not her turn to worry about her son. She only exchanged her life for one condition, which was to ask Zhang to arrange a good marriage for her daughter in the future.

There is no need to be very rich, as long as you don't become a concubine, even if you are from a small family, you can be the head of the family, and live a peaceful life. That will satisfy you.

Zhang readily agreed and accepted the crime. After enduring seven days of torture, she was beaten to death with sticks.

But eight years later, in order to arrange a good marriage for her own son, Zhang ordered her daughter to be forcibly tied to a sedan chair and gave her to the current prime minister who was over 60 years old as a concubine!

That old man was well-known in the capital for his love of abusing women. Rong Niang "died of illness" one year after she went to the Grand Tutor's Mansion.

Poor Rong Niang, she was only fifteen years old when she died, but she had suffered so much torture that there was not a single piece of healthy flesh on her body.

Thinking of everything that happened in his previous life and after his death, Chen Qingzhu clenched his fists so tightly that his fingers almost made his palms bleed.

These people should be cut into pieces!

When she returned to her previous life, she realized that the raging hatred in her heart had never dissipated.

God has mercy on her and allowed her to come back and take revenge!

Dongxue, who was standing by, was horrified when she saw the pajamas she was wearing:

"Aunt, you didn't just get up, did you?"

"Doesn't that mean you didn't go to make breakfast for Madam?"

Breakfast? Chen Qingzhu came back to his senses and laughed sarcastically in his heart.

She was originally a maid who came with Jingnan Marquis' wife, Lady Zhang.

Because of her outstanding appearance and her unwillingness to be dragged into bed by her male masters, she chose to be simple and devoted herself to cooking from the day she was sent to Zhang's house to pay the loan sharking debt at the age of eight.

All she wanted was to redeem herself and leave the house when she reached the age to regain her status as a free citizen.

However, Zhang had been married into the Marquis's mansion for a year without any children, and the Marquis's favorite concubine was in the limelight, so he forced her to become the Marquis of Jingnan's concubine regardless of her wishes.

She believed that she had no ambitions, and in order to show her submission and loyalty, after becoming a concubine, she continued to serve Zhang as wholeheartedly as she did when she was a maid.

But after getting rid of the favorite concubine, Zhang still abandoned her and caused her to hurt herself during childbirth, so that she could no longer be favored by the emperor.

Having fallen out of favor, she didn't dare to feel resentful at all. She just thought that perhaps the lady would be relieved now and allow her to live safely with her two children in the backyard of the marquis's mansion.

To this end, she tried even harder to please Zhang.

Zhang liked the breakfast she made, so she went to the kitchen at Chou time every day and prepared more than a dozen carefully matched porridge, soups and side dishes before Zhang got up.

She only asked Zhang to let her and her two children live because she cooked delicious meals and served her wholeheartedly.

Unfortunately, no matter how humbly she flattered and begged, Zhang still pushed her and her daughter into hell without hesitation when she needed her.

In essence, I am just the fish on the chopping board.

But now that she has encountered the opportunity in the world of cultivation, she is no longer such an easy fish to be slaughtered.

Not only will she never allow herself to be slaughtered again, but sooner or later, she will smash all the knives that have slaughtered her into pieces!

Suppressing the surging emotions in his heart, Chen Qingzhu rubbed his brows and pretended to be sick and said:

"Oh, I had a severe headache last night and accidentally overslept. Dongxue, why didn't you call me? I missed Madam's breakfast!"

Dongxue's heart skipped a beat.

Aunt Chen was born a servant and was always considerate of her servants. She would not ask anyone to serve her if she got up too early, and she would not care how long they slept if there was nothing important to do during the day.

Dongxue has always been lazy.

But unexpectedly, Aunt Chen, who was always easy to talk to, actually blamed her for getting up late and not making breakfast for the lady.

The hateful thing is that if she reports this to the Madam, it will really be her fault as a servant.

With her eyes rolling around, she asked tentatively:

"Then I will go to the main courtyard and ask for leave for you, saying that you have a severe headache and can't get out of bed?"

This was exactly what Chen Qingzhu wanted.

"Okay, I'll go lie down on the bed for a while. If you have nothing else, don't call me."

Before she can seek revenge, she must protect herself.

There were only two days left before her past life's crimes were exposed. She didn't have time to go to Zhang's place and waste time. She had to practice immediately and gain the power to protect herself as soon as possible.

But before officially breaking off relations with the Zhang family, he still had to put in some perfunctory efforts.

Dongxue had already been secretly bribed by Zhang, so sending her to speak would make it easier to gain their trust.

As soon as Dongxue left, Chen Qingzhu immediately returned to the room, locked the door, put on a thick cotton robe to keep out the cold, sat cross-legged, and began to meditate with his five hearts facing the sky.

It was best to cultivate in a virgin body. Her body had already experienced childbirth, which had damaged her innate vitality, so I was afraid her aptitude would not be very good.

But even so, she is the only cultivator in the world.

If you can achieve a little success, you will be above all the worldly dignitaries.