Chapter 1: The Miserable Transmigration

  "Sorry Jiang Xia, I'm actually the leader of Interpol's Special Action Group, I lied to you..."

  The woman's eyes were filled with tears as she pointed a gun at the forehead of a man. It was obvious that this man was Jiang Xia, whom the woman had mentioned earlier.

  Jiang Xia let out a soft sigh, took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it up, then took a drag. The whole process was done slowly by Jiang Xia, but it carried a unique feeling that made the women's hearts skip a beat.

  It is undeniable that Jiang Xia is a very charming man. He has a handsome appearance yet still retains the elegance of a man, with a refined temperament and a hint of unruliness that comes from within.

  Jiang Xia looked at the woman, with a hint of surprise in his eyes. He puffed out several smoke rings and said: "Xun Yue Xing Hong, head of Interpol's Special Task Force, the only Chinese female in Interpol, with an astonishing IQ of 187, 16 points higher than Einstein's. She is twenty-seven years old this year, and before meeting me, she was always single. According to rumors, she has never had intimate contact with any man, so there is a ninety percent chance that she is still a virgin."

  "You... " Wen Yue was shocked and surprised, "How did you know all this?"

  Jiang Xia took a deep breath of smoke and sighed again, his heart would tremble slightly every time he exhaled. Unbeknownst to him, although Hengyue Xinghong had initially only wanted to use her beauty to lure Jiang Xia into capture, after spending more than a month with him, she had already deeply fallen in love with him.

  Last night, in the presidential suite of New York's most famous Four Seasons Hotel, Wen Yue gave her 27-year-old virginity to Jiang Xia.

  She did so because Wen Yueshen believed that in this world, apart from Jiang Xia, there would be no other man worthy of possessing her.

  Now she has arrested Jiang Xia and will make him spend the rest of his life in prison, this is her duty as a police officer, dedicating herself to him is her emotional choice. This woman with an IQ that is frighteningly high, actually separates her rationality and sensibility so clearly, it's really terrifying.

  However, at this time, Jiang Xia suddenly revealed the identity of Wen Yue Xing Hong, but then suddenly smiled. This smile made Wen Yue Xing Hong feel very uncomfortable. Because Jiang Xia's current smile made her want to describe it with only one word, which is "lewd".

  It's inexplicable how I can feel the same way about Jiang Xia, who is not an ordinary person. He is one of the most mysterious sects in China and the leader of the Qianmen Sect, as well as the youngest leader in the history of the Qianmen Sect.

  Qianmen, is said to have originated in the Warring States period of ancient China, and belongs to a branch of military households.

  The Warring States period was the heyday of military strategists, not to mention Guiguzi and Wang Xian, Su Qin and Zhang Yi were also masters of strategy, even Sun Bin and Pang Juan, these disciples of military strategists, held power in their hands.

  However, the descendants of the military family generally have two different focuses. Some are mainly martial, that is, personal martial arts must be strong, and the army must be strictly governed and obey orders. Others focus on Wen, also known as strategy. Mou is method, Lue is vision. Emphasizing the use of wisdom to defeat the enemy without fighting, seeking to achieve one's goals without bloodshed.

  The military family of the Wu school often had to go to the battlefield, so they suffered heavy casualties and their lineage was cut off many times. On the other hand, the Wen school was different, they knew how to protect themselves, so they were able to pass down from generation to generation. However, by the 23rd century, the Qianmen had also split into two factions. One faction was called the Outer Qianmen, which did some small and shameful things like stealing and cheating, harming others for personal gain, and not being upright. The other faction was the orthodox transmission of the Qianmen, known as the Inner Qianmen.

  When the Inner Thousand Doors take action, they must be earth-shattering. After the matter is settled, 70% of the money obtained must be donated to those in need, and only the remaining 30% can be divided equally among the members. Although it's only 30%, due to the enormous amount each time, the Inner Thousand Doors are never short of money.

  As the youngest leader in the history of Qianmen, Jiang Xia rose to fame 12 years ago. He and his team had done many shocking things, such as disguising themselves as art masters and deceiving the UAE into paying a huge sum of $1 billion for them to design an ultra-luxurious eight-star hotel. After spending nearly $10 billion on building the hotel, they discovered that its exterior shape resembled a Chinese character and an English letter, which together formed the phrase "Tu B".

  For example, he disguised himself as the illegitimate son of the Duke of Rhine in France and received all the inheritance of the Duke of Rhine, and then sold it out within three days. For example... too many shocking world-renowned events at home and abroad.

  Although these things made Jiang Xia one of the most wanted international criminals, it cannot be denied that Jiang Xia, who can do such things, is absolutely not an ordinary person. He has a deep understanding of ancient and modern times, with profound artistic cultivation and artistic attainments, proficient in painting, calligraphy, music, wine tasting and many other skills.

  Such a person should be a gentleman, how can he give off a despicable feeling?

  Just as Wen Yue was still wondering if her sixth sense had deviated, Jiang Xia smiled and said: "In the early years when I hacked into your Interpol internal network, I had already seen your introduction. It is said that your appearance and body proportions are the most perfect in the world today, and you are also a virgin. Isn't a woman like you specially prepared for me, Jiang Xia?"

  As he spoke, Jiang Xia tossed the cigarette butt away and took a step forward, his right arm wrapping around Xun Yue Xing Hong's slender waist, while his left hand grasped her perfect breasts, enough to drive all men in the world crazy. Jiang Xia whispered in Xun Yue Xing Hong's ear, "Actually... I've known your true identity for a long time."

  After finishing, Jiang Xia blew a breath into Wen Yue Xing Hong's ear. Wen Yue Xing Hong's whole body trembled, and her identity, which had just been developed and was gradually becoming more sensitive, suddenly felt a bit soft. However, her calm mind still made Wen Yue Xing Hong remember to point the gun at Jiang Xia's head.

  Wen Yue looked at Jiang Xia with some unease and asked: "You clearly know my true identity, so why are you still getting close to me?"

  Jiang Xia laughed, and his laughter became even more joyful. However, this time he also truly revealed his true nature, and Wen Yue felt a strong sense of vulgarity from Jiang Xia.

  Jiang Xia said, "The Huaxia military has thirty-six strategies, but personally I like it when the enemy uses the Beauty Trap on me. However, I must tell you that while I always enjoy the beauty, I never fall for the trap. This time is no exception."

  He said, as he picked up a black backpack beside the balcony and put it on his back. He smiled at Wen Yueshen and said: "Among the many women I've been with, being with you feels the most comfortable, especially last night..." Jiang Xia closed his eyes, seemingly still savoring the memory: "It was really too comfortable. If there's a chance, would you like to have a few more friendly matches with me? I'd be happy to oblige."

  Jiang Xia said as he tore off the bottom of the black backpack, Wen Yue was shocked and suddenly saw what the backpack was. "Rocket Backpack Flight Device? You want to escape?"

  Wen Yue was startled by the sound of a goose and pointed the gun at Jiang Xia's right leg, pulling the trigger. Unfortunately, the hammer struck with a loud noise, but no bullet came out.

  Jiang Xia shook his head and said, "The Beretta 92F pistol is indeed good, but without bullets, it's hard to hurt me. I've already unloaded the bullets from your gun last night, sorry... actually, I've been deceiving you all along."

  "Jiang Xia!" Wen Yue Xing Hong was enraged, and with a swift kick, he launched a powerful attack towards Jiang Xia. The kick was fierce and carried a strong gust of wind, revealing that Wen Yue Xing Hong's mastery of Chinese and Western martial arts, which allowed him to take on five American Navy SEALs single-handedly, was not an exaggeration.

  Then came a loud "bang!"

  "Let go!" Wen Yue Xinghong shouted loudly. Her foot kicked out fiercely, but was firmly grasped by Jiang Xia. Wen Yue Xinghong tried to pull her foot back several times, but couldn't get it out of Jiang Xia's grasp. She suddenly remembered that as the youngest leader of Qianmen, Jiang Xia was well-versed in the mysterious ancient martial arts of Huaxia. From their brief exchange just now, she realized that she was absolutely no match for Jiang Xia.

  Jiang Xia held Wen Yue Xing Hong's ankle with his right hand, then his left hand slid along Wen Yue Xing Hong's calf to her thigh. Jiang Xia shook his head and sighed: "Really can't bear to part with it, last night this pair of straight, slender, not fat or thin, rich in elasticity and strength legs were still clamped around my waist, today they kicked towards someone else's head so ruthlessly, Xing Hong... you have such a ruthless heart."

  "Good heavens, is this lewd and despicable man the same elegant and all-knowing gentleman from before? Can it be that this is his true nature?" Wen Yue Xiong shouted loudly: "Let go!"

  "Alright, but remember it was you who made me let go."

  Suddenly, Jiang Xia pulled and threw. Wen Yue Xing was shocked to be thrown onto the bed by Jiang Xia in one go. Jiang Xia made a flying kiss at Wen Yue Xing and shook his hand saying: "Xing, remember to call me when you miss me."

  After finishing speaking, Jiang Xia jumped out of the open-air balcony and opened the rocket backpack flight device, flying away.

  Wen Yue rushed to the balcony in two or three steps and shouted loudly at Jiang Xia's back: "Bastard, I pray that you fall down and die immediately!"

  As soon as the words came out, Jiang Xia suddenly fell from mid-air. Wen Yue Xing Hong's beautiful big eyes widened in shock, and she covered her sexy little mouth with her hand, exclaiming: "Oh my god, it really fell down!"

  After being stunned for two seconds, Wen Yue Xiong suddenly became sad and shouted in a crying tone: "Oh, no! Jiang Xia!"

  "Fake and inferior products are killing people, it's already been seven days......" Jiang Xia looked at the fallen leaves in the backyard and muttered to himself, his tone filled with endless melancholy.

  In the 23rd century, Jiang Xia, who had already died, traveled back in time to the fifth year of Zhengde and became a servant at Qunfang Pavilion in Shuntian Prefecture.

  Qunfang Pavilion was a famous brothel in Shuntian Prefecture. Jiang Xia didn't know how he had crossed over, but when he woke up, he found himself tied up with ropes and saw several strong men and an elegant woman who was no longer young but still charming. The woman claimed to be the owner of Qunfang Pavilion, named Kang Qingyan.

  Everyone in Qunfang Pavilion calls her Mother Kang.

  Mrs. Kang told Jiang Xia that she didn't know where he came from, but he smashed a big hole in the roof of her Qunfang Pavilion and also damaged many antiques in her house. For this reason, Mrs. Kang forced Jiang Xia to sign a twenty-year bond as compensation.

  Jiang Xia, who had not figured out the situation, had his true energy in disarray and was unable to exert any martial arts. Faced with several strong men forcing him and also facing a completely new environment, Jiang Xia could only surrender and obediently signed the contract of sale.

  Seven days have passed, and Jiang Xia has already figured out everything. The rocket backpack he spent $100,000 on was a counterfeit product, which fell off halfway through the flight, causing him to fall into the Hudson River. Luckily, he managed to cross over. Then... there's the 20-year contract of servitude and his identity as a servant.

  I went... isn't it said that a transmigrator is born into royalty or nobility? At the very least, shouldn't I be a rich second-generation official's son who can play with birds and dogs, tease beautiful maids, and live off my family's wealth until I die? How did I end up as a servant in a brothel, and on top of that, have a 20-year contract to sell myself into servitude?!

  Twenty years? I'm kidding, what a joke. Master Jiang has come all the way here to be a servant in a brothel? Jiang Xia decided to save money quickly to redeem himself, he had already asked Mother Kang that it would take one hundred taels of silver to buy back his freedom.

  One or two silver coins are roughly equivalent to one thousand copper coins, and one hundred silver coins are ten million copper coins.

  The monthly stipend for a servant in the Qunfang Pavilion is 500 coins, and it would take more than 16 years to earn 100,000 coins. Of course, this refers to ordinary income channels. As the youngest master of the Jiang family in history, Jiang Xia was confident that he could make enough money to get 100 taels of silver without taking too much time.

  Of course, before getting that one hundred and two silver coins, I still have to sweep the fallen leaves in this backyard clean.

  "I have no freedom, lost my freedom, heartbroken to tears..."

  Jiang Xia swept the fallen leaves on the ground while singing a sorrowful song, when suddenly he heard a loud shout from behind him: "Hey, hey, hey, foolish kid, come over here quickly."

  Jiang Xia turned her head and saw that it was Ma Dadian, the big teapot in the shop.

  The workers inside the brothel are strictly divided into three six nine levels. The lowest level of male workers is the servant, mainly responsible for cleaning and moving heavy objects. Next is the big teapot, whose main job is to serve tea and water to customers and girls, as well as deliver food and wine. The highest level is called the turtle master, who is in charge of receiving guests and training the girls in the store. So don't look down on the turtle master, this profession is not something that ordinary people can do.

  Ma Datan called out to Jiang Xia, who was carrying a broom and ran over. Ma Datan held a tray with a jug of wine and two dishes on it. When he saw Jiang Xia approaching, Ma Datan said: "Come, first help me carry these wine and dishes."

  "Oh." Jiang Xia threw the broom aside and reached out to take the wine and dishes from Ma Da Tian's hands.

  "Go ahead and deliver the wine and dishes to Zhao Gongzi in the Water Immortal Pavilion through that doorway leading to the front yard."

  "Who's going?" Jiang Xia looked puzzled, "Why is it me who has to go?"

  "Go when I tell you to go, what's the point of talking so much?" Ma Da Tian roared with a fierce face.

  Jiang Xia furrowed his brow slightly and directly handed the tea tray back to Ma Da Tian. "I'm not going to send it, you're the big teapot, I'm the servant. My duty is to sweep the floor, not to deliver things. You don't need to stare at me with your eyes wide open either. If the wine and dishes are delayed, it's you who will be blamed by Kang Mama, not me."

  "Hey kid, you..." Ma Datan was furious, but seeing Jiang Xia's expression, he knew that forcing him wouldn't work. Helplessly, Ma Datan put on a smile and said: "Ah, Jiang Xia, just help your brother out this once, and I'll definitely remember it. In the future, I'll take care of you and won't let others bully you."

  Jiang Xia glanced at Ma Da Tian and smiled lightly before asking: "You first tell me, why didn't you personally deliver these dishes and wine?"

  "Alright, I'll tell you the truth. Master Zhao is in a rage. Just now, Xu Youcai was beaten up when he brought wine and dishes over, and everything was smashed to pieces. That's why I'm being sent again."

  "Oh, so it's Master Zhao who's lost his temper. You're afraid of getting beaten, so you let me go instead. Brother Ma, you're quite the strategist." Jiang Xia said with a smile.

  To tell the truth, Ma Datan felt a bit embarrassed. He said with a hint of pleading: "Brother, just help me out this once and I'll definitely remember your kindness, my word is my bond."

  "It's okay if I help you." Jiang Xia smiled slightly and said: "But tell me, why is Zhao Gongzi angry?"

  As soon as Jiang Xia expressed his willingness to help, Ma Da Tian's face suddenly flushed with excitement. He immediately said: "Ah, thank you so much, brother! This Zhao Gongzi is angry because of Yue Hong. You know that Zhao Gongzi likes Yue Hong, but today he came a step late. Yue Hong was chosen by the son of Ma Yuan Wai's family and called into the room. Just now, Zhao Gongzi offered a high price to call out Yue Hong, but was rejected by Ma Gongzi and even ridiculed him. Zhao Gongzi had nowhere to vent his anger, so he vented it on us."

  "It's like that." Jiang Xia hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said: "Alright, I'll help with this matter. However, I won't be able to avoid getting hit a few times when I go in. Ma Ge, you can't not show any appreciation at all. A flat rate of 500 wen, agree to it and I'll have the wine and dishes sent over."

  "Five hundred coins? So much?" Ma Da Tian shouted loudly.

  Jiang Xia's eyebrows furrowed slightly: "Is 500 coins a lot? Your brother Ma gets one or two silver taels as his monthly salary, plus the tips from so many customers every day. These 500 coins are probably just a drop in the bucket for your brother Ma."

  "Uh..." Ma Da Tian hesitated.

  Jiang Xia said lightly: "Since Brother Ma can't bear to part with it, then forget it. I'll go sweep the floor instead. Brother Ma, you should hurry up and send it over. It's already been delayed for half a day. If it's any later, the dishes will be cold, and we might get beaten even harder."

  "Alright... " Ma Da Tian gritted his teeth and nodded: "Fine, 500 wen is 500 wen, deal!"

  "One hand hands over the money, one hand hands over the goods."