After Transmigrating Into An Idiot - Chapter 15

The two left the village one after the other. Only when they reached the official road did they finally let out a breath of relief.

Fortunately, Song Jianshuang’s ancestral house was located at the village entrance. Otherwise, between the Qiu family, the hunter, and the village headman’s son, whether they could have left smoothly today would truly have been hard to say.

Carriages passed along the official road from time to time. Qiu Liang set the bundle down by her feet and signaled Song Jianshuang with her eyes: Go stop a carriage.

“You go stop one. I’ll watch the bundles.” Song Jianshuang took out a few taels of silver. “Whatever is left is yours.”

Qiu Liang was not polite at all. She took the silver and tucked it into her clothes, but her feet did not move an inch.

She pointed not far away. “Let me remind Eldest Miss Song that this is right beside Song Family Village. Most of the people passing by are from nearby villages and towns. What if someone recognizes me and discovers that I not only know how to stop carriages, but can also speak? That would be terrible.”

Maybe before they even reached the county town, the Qiu family would catch up, feeling that they had sold her at a loss.

As soon as Qiu Liang said this, Song Jianshuang knew she had not thought it through.

“Give the silver back to me. I’ll stop one.”

Qiu Liang’s expression turned solemn, and she said seriously, “You paid silver, and I reminded you to act cautiously. That is called a fair exchange. Eldest Miss Song should hurry and stop a carriage. Delay may bring trouble.”

How could silver already in her hands be thrown back out? That one-hundred-tael banknote of hers was still in Song Jianshuang’s hands. This was nowhere near enough.

Song Jianshuang: “…” This fool was going to anger her to death.

Sooner or later, she would make this fool suffer.

Song Jianshuang had originally thought that as long as she was willing to spend silver, there would naturally be someone who would not mind giving them a ride for money.

Who would have thought that Heaven’s plans were not as good as human calculations? Three carriages passed in a row. Either there was no extra room for two more people, or there was more than one man inside, making it inappropriate.

Song Jianshuang could not help looking back at the large bundle on the ground. Perhaps she could divide some of it out and work a little harder to carry it into the city?

The moment Qiu Liang saw her look at the large bundle, she hurriedly refused. “I’m not carrying it. If anyone’s carrying it, you carry it yourself.”

With such a heavy bundle, before she even managed to carry it into the county town, she would be foaming at the mouth and collapsed on the road.

Song Jianshuang fell silent, then turned back to wait for another carriage.

In the end, after waiting for quite some time, no carriage came. Instead, an ox cart slowly appeared on the official road.

Song Jianshuang looked back again. The two silently looked at each other for a moment, achieving rare mutual understanding.

This ox cart would do.

“Uncle, is your ox cart going into the city? Could you give us a ride?”

Song Jianshuang opened her mouth with a smile. An ox cart was an ox cart. She was truly hungry, and the sooner they left, the better.

“Where are you two headed? This old man only sends people to the city gate. Three wen per person.” The farmer driving the cart stopped. He was a farmer from a nearby town. During the slack farming season, he drove his ox cart back and forth to the county town to earn a bit of hard money and help with household expenses.

Usually, it was two wen per person. But these two young ladies had such a large bundle by their feet that once placed on the ox cart, it could practically take up the space of two people. Charging two more wen counted as honest enough.

“All right, the city gate is fine.” Song Jianshuang agreed at once and climbed onto the ox cart with her small bundle.

Qiu Liang’s expression instantly darkened.

The cart was an old wooden plank cart. The ox was an ordinary old yellow ox. But the woman who had just climbed on was a beauty one might not find among ten thousand.

Unfortunately, no matter how beautiful she was, Qiu Liang’s mood could not improve. Did this woman not know how to help lift it? Whose huge bundle was this anyway?

She struggled to lift the bundle, then tossed it hard onto the ox cart, shaking the old yellow ox so badly that its legs nearly went soft.

Song Jianshuang sat on the ox cart and felt much more at ease. Seeing Qiu Liang’s resentful face and rough movements, her mood improved by another two points.

“Are you reluctant to leave your homeland? Shall I tell your fortune and see what luck awaits you on the road ahead?”

Qiu Liang rolled her eyes and said irritably, “You should tell your own fortune instead.”

They had not managed to stop a carriage, and this ox cart was so slow it was not even as fast as she could run.

This woman was the one who should tell her own fortune and change her luck.

Song Jianshuang curved her lips, a smile coloring her beautiful eyes. “A physician cannot heal herself; a diviner does not divine for herself. There’s no need to cast a hexagram. I know this journey should be smooth.”

She had returned to her ancestral home, Song Family Village, to take refuge, and also to find a way out of her predicament.

Now that the key to solving the predicament had already been found, all that remained was to bring the person back to the capital. She felt this trip had gone fairly smoothly.

Qiu Liang scoffed, closed her eyes to rest, and was too lazy to speak.

This ox cart was both slow and bumpy, rocking her until she wanted to sleep.

She was already miserable enough transmigrating into a fool. Even worse, the Qiu family wanted to sell her to a widower at any moment.

Now it was even more infuriating. She had to be Song Jianshuang’s servant.

Even falling from the clouds was not this bad. She had fallen directly from the human world into a small basement in the underworld.

She was almost suffocating, all right? And this woman still called it smooth…

After entering the county town, Song Jianshuang hired a carriage and headed straight for the county office.

Qiu Liang looked at the county office before them and asked in confusion, “Aren’t we going straight to the capital? What are we doing at the government office?”

Song Jianshuang took out the deed of sale and Qiu Liang’s household registration, then smiled. “Of course, to brand you properly and change your commoner registration into slave registration.”

From now on, this fool would be hers. She could forget about running.

Qiu Liang gritted her teeth, feeling even more blocked up inside. She stared at the two yellow papers in Song Jianshuang’s hand and seriously weighed the possibility of snatching them on the spot, itching to try.

Song Jianshuang seemed to sense her intention and quickly walked into the county office.

Wanted to run? No way.

She had spent silver.

After entering and coming out again, Qiu Liang also had a new identity.

“From today onward, you are my personal senior maid. Why don’t I call you Liangliang? It sounds nice and is easy to remember.” Song Jianshuang said leisurely.

It sounded exactly like a maid’s name. Unfortunately, with her glaring and scowling, she had no maid-like appearance at all.

Qiu Liang: “…”

“You’re the one who’s Liangliang. Your whole family is Liangliang.” This woman was doing it on purpose, right?

“Unfortunately, in my whole family, you are the only Liangliang.” Song Jianshuang turned and got into the carriage, instructing the driver to go to the largest restaurant in Cangjia County. She had been hungry for half the day.

Qiu Liang truly wanted to open her mouth and curse. After thinking about it, she decided to forget it. As a modern person, cursing in the street outside the county office was inappropriate. It would make her seem uncultured.

She endured it.

The carriage had not gone far before it stopped again.

Song Jianshuang told Qiu Liang to wait in the carriage and went into the restaurant alone.

Before long, she came back carrying two food boxes.

The carriage set off again, driving straight out of the county town, leaving Cangjia County and heading all the way toward the capital.

Inside the carriage, Qiu Liang watched as Song Jianshuang opened one food box and began eating good meat and good dishes, without the slightest awareness that she should invite Qiu Liang to eat with her.

“Hey, I’m hungry too.”

Song Jianshuang glanced at her and said leisurely, “Call me Master.”

“Master.” Qiu Liang endured and endured, speaking through gritted teeth.

“Good girl. I’ll reward you with one bite of meat.” Song Jianshuang smiled until her brows curved, generously picked up a piece of braised pork, and handed over a pair of chopsticks.

…Was she teasing a dog?

Qiu Liang resentfully took the bamboo chopsticks and chewed in big mouthfuls.

If she did not avenge this insult, she would be unworthy of being a modern person.

“It’s just one bite of meat. Don’t act like a rooster that’s never seen a worm. I’ll reward you with another piece.” Song Jianshuang’s tone was light and cheerful, her good mood written all over her face.

Qiu Liang tightened her grip on the bamboo chopsticks. Forget it. A gentleman’s revenge could wait ten years, but today’s meat had to be eaten today. She would fill her stomach first.

This was the first time she had eaten meat since transmigrating here. Boohoo, this was too unfair.

Just as she was about to pick up a third piece, the plate was taken away.

Song Jianshuang unhurriedly put the plate back into the food box, as if she did not see the longing in Qiu Liang’s eyes.

Qiu Liang endured humiliation and bore the burden. Endure, my foot. She was done enduring.

“I’m not full yet!”

“There may not be any shops along the road. If you don’t want to starve later, endure it for now.” Song Jianshuang placed both food boxes behind her. She was full.

“Song Jianshuang…” Qiu Liang roared.

“Call me Master,” Song Jianshuang said unhurriedly.

The corners of Qiu Liang’s mouth twitched twice. She slapped the bamboo chopsticks down on the carriage seat and turned her head to look at the scenery.

If she spoke another word to this woman, her name would not be Qiu Liang.

Perhaps because the journey was boring, Song Jianshuang saw that Qiu Liang was not speaking and remembered something.

“Last time, what did you ask when you cast the hexagram?” She had actually cast the Qian hexagram: a trapped dragon obtaining water, great fortune.

Father said the Qian hexagram represented the awe-inspiring image of a ruler. He had never encountered it before.

Qiu Liang snorted coldly. “Ah-ba, ah-ba…”

She said she would not speak to this woman, and she absolutely would not.

That hexagram definitely was not accurate. In the images she saw, Song Jianshuang was charming and alluring, tender as water, sharing a bridal chamber with her…

How was that anything like this Eldest Miss Song before her? Clearly the same face, yet she was extremely irritating.

The two of them would bow and get married?

Qiu Liang was the first to object. She would never marry this woman.

Seeing that she remained silent, Song Jianshuang took out her ultimate winning weapon. “Two taels of silver. Tell me what you asked.”

Qiu Liang’s hands were quick, and her eyes were sharp. She took the silver and tucked it into her clothes. “I asked whether you bore any ill will toward me.”

Mm, she had decided that for the time being, she would not be called Qiu Liang anymore.

She was Liangliang now.