Zheng Xiao Mistake: The Mistake of Rebirth Provoked the Cold Master

Zhu Zheng asked Ming Cui to ask the shopping clerk about the matter.

Not long ago, Qianye Tea House received a large order from Jiangnan and prepared more than a dozen ships of tea. As a result, the ship carrying the tea somehow took on water at the ferry, and the tea had become moldy when it arrived at the destination. The owner of the tea house lost a lot of money.

Zhu Zheng listened at the desk and remained silent for a long time.

In fact, Zhu Zheng had never cared about purchasing matters in her previous life, so she should have no impression of such trivial matters as which tea house ranked first and second.

The reason she knew this was because of something she didn't want to remember.

When her grandmother in her previous life became seriously ill, Zhu Qing disappeared without a trace on the way to see a doctor. After ten days of fruitless searching, Zhu Zheng's heart grew colder and colder, and she spent the whole day wandering around the street where Zhu Qing disappeared.

On a rainy night, Zhu Zheng, who had not eaten a single grain of rice, became exhausted and fainted on the street.

When she woke up, she found herself in a teahouse, and the owner had just given her two sips of hot tea.

Zhu Zheng said nothing and wanted to leave immediately after waking up. The shopkeeper did not stop her but gave her some tea cakes and an umbrella.

Zhu Zheng walked into the rain again with an umbrella. After taking a few steps, she suddenly looked back.

The silk green banner was painted with two large dark green characters "Qian Ye", fluttering in the wind. Below the green banner hung a large agarwood plaque with a line of words written on it.

“The best tea house in the world.”

This was her impression of Qianye Tea House.

That bowl of hot tea had lost its luster amidst the chaotic and dark memories of my previous life. If it hadn't been mentioned today, I would have almost forgotten it completely.

Now that I remember that I have not repaid the favor, I will not let it go in vain.

So there was the scene of going to find Changying at noon.

Zhu Zheng brought Changying and dressed up as an accountant. He was obviously not used to such elegant attire and didn't know where to put his hands and feet.

"Fourth Miss, it's hard for me to swing the axe dressed like this..."

"Then learn to use an abacus."

"Fourth Miss." Changying scratched his head, "I don't understand."

He was really confused. His master, whom he had only seen from afar a few times before, suddenly came to visit him. He still hasn't recovered from the shock.

Zhu Zheng’s next words made him even more confused.

"Changying, are you going to get married?"

Changying thought about it again and again, and replied, "No."

Zhu Zheng suddenly smiled faintly, with a hint of mischief in her eyes.

"Ming Cui doesn't want it either?"

Changying's face immediately turned dark red, and he was so frightened that he couldn't speak clearly. "Miss, you, you, you, how did you know?"

"It doesn't matter how I know." Zhu Zheng stopped laughing. "If you spend your whole life chopping wood in the backyard, Ming Cui will never recognize you."

Changying lowered his head and said, "It doesn't matter whether you recognize me or not."

Zhu Zheng was silent.

Changying thought the young lady was unhappy, and hurriedly explained, "I have nothing but my strength, and I am absolutely unworthy of Miss Mingcui. Please don't ruin her reputation."

Zhu Zheng nodded, "I'm definitely not worthy of her."

Changying lowered his head even lower.

"Changying." Zhu Zheng called him seriously, "Now I will show you two options. First, change your clothes and go back to the backyard, pretend I was never here, and continue to chop your firewood. Second, wear this outfit and go to the teahouse, learn how to use an abacus and do business. How well you can learn it depends on your ability."

The hill-like Changying looked down at his toes like a child and hesitated for a long time before he gritted his teeth and spoke as if he had made a great decision.

"I want to go to the teahouse."

Zhu Zheng, who had already expected the answer, finally smiled with satisfaction and took out a stack of banknotes from his arms and handed it over.

"Go today, go to Jinshan Wharf and find the owner of Qianye Tea House, give him the money, and then tell him that you want to stay as an apprentice, and he will accept you."

Changying took the banknote, pinched it in his hand to feel its thickness, and asked in shock, "Does that tea house charge so much to be an apprentice?"

This money was all saved by Zhu Zheng. It was of little use to her who was trapped in the Zhu Mansion, but it was a timely help to the teahouse owner.

The shopkeeper is a good and honest man. Changying will learn a lot of skills from him.

Zhu Zheng was not in a position to explain too much, so she could only say vaguely, "So please don't let me down."

"Changying thanks the Fourth Young Miss!" Changying suddenly knelt down with a plop. "My life belongs to the Young Miss. I will never let the Zhu family down, even if it means sacrificing my life..."

"Okay, okay, you get up first." Zhu Zheng interrupted helplessly, "No need to swear, I believe it."

Of course he believed it, because he had already done it.

In his previous life, Changying indeed chopped firewood in the backyard all his life until the prince personally led troops to search and destroy his house.

Zhu Zheng remembered this stern-faced servant, who was holding a long axe and cutting his way through a bloody path, chopping the ground so hard that others dared not approach, and brought Ming Cui and Zhu Zheng to the gate of the mansion.

When he pushed them out of the door, Zhu Zheng discovered that his stomach had been pierced by a sword and blood was gushing out.

"Miss, you must survive," he said.

After saying this, he took his last breath and slammed the door shut.

"...Miss Mingcui." He suddenly shouted again through the door, and it was particularly loud amid the horrifying chopping sounds.

"Remember me, my name is Changying..."

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That night, the full moon rose, and the ground was filled with silver light.

Zhu Zheng couldn't remember when she had the last good night's sleep. She felt like there was a stone hanging in her heart that would never fall to the ground, so she simply put on her clothes and went to the west wing.

The long-abandoned yard was overgrown with weeds, the mottled white walls were covered with moss, and the trees were withered and the flowers were dead, unable to conceal the desolation.

All that was left was a stone lion standing in the southeast corner of the yard, standing majestically in the moonlight.

The stone lion is guarding a well that is sealed tightly.

Zhu Zheng walked to the well and sat down next to the stone lion. She took out a handkerchief and wiped the edge of the well, then wiped the lion's shiny and sleek head.

When she was a child, she always looked into this well.

After being discovered by Zhu Long, he pushed her over several times and yelled at her to go and accompany her short-lived mother.

Once, when she wasn't paying attention, he really succeeded and Zhu Zheng fell into the well. Fortunately, her sister found a rope in time to pull her out, so she saved her life.

Of course, this is not the reason why the well was sealed.

The story of the Zhu family became more and more mysterious, and in the end it was said that Zhu Zhaorong had abducted a fairy from the mountains, which caused the Zhu family to be cursed, so no one had a good end.

This rumor soon reached Madam Zhu's ears.

She became furious and smashed everything in the hall. She also asked a Taoist priest to seal the well tightly and place a stone lion at the wellhead to ward off evil spirits.

The West Wing has been abandoned since then, and the servants would rather take a detour.

This was convenient for Zhu Zheng, as no one could find her if she hid here.

She was not afraid of the stone lion at all, and her mother was not a vicious ghost, so there was no need for anything to suppress her. The lion with only a nose and eyes was regarded as a source of comfort by Zhu Zheng when she was a child. Over time, she developed a habit of touching the stone lion and talking to it whenever she had something on her mind, as if her mother could hear her.

The moonlight was very bright tonight. Zhu Zheng sat by the well, looking up at the sky, and said nothing.

At dawn, Zhu Zheng turned over and fell from the edge of the well. Only then did people realize that she had fallen asleep hugging the stone lion.

Although her back and waist ached, this was the first good sleep she had since her birth.

On the way back to the room, Zhu Zheng ran into Ming Cui who was in a panic.

"Miss, where have you been? Nanny Guixiang has been waiting for you at the door since early in the morning. I made an excuse that you just went to see Miss Three. You must remember this later."

Zhu Zheng frowned, "Did you say anything?"

Ming Cui shook her head, "No."

Zhu Zheng understood. Aunt Guixiang always kept her word. She had been with her grandmother for decades and was very tight-lipped.

When she returned to her courtyard, Nanny Guixiang was leading a maid who was standing there like a statue, with no expression on her thin face.

"Madam, why are you here so early?" Zhu Zheng smiled faintly and did not explain where she had been.

The nanny obviously didn't care. She looked Zhu Zheng up and down and said, "Fourth Miss, go wash up. Don't waste time."

"What time is it?" Zhu Zheng asked.

"The old lady has made all the arrangements." Nanny Guixiang raised her hand and gestured, "Young lady will know when we get there."