After being reborn as a man, the woman improved her family's fortunes through education.

Despite his pride and dignity, Old Master Jiang sent a letter to the main branch of the Jiang family in the prefectural city, pleading for a future for his beloved grandson.

The Jiang family branch of Jiang Changshou separated from the family during the generation of Jiang Changshou's grandfather. Because they were the direct descendants, they received a relatively large share of the family property.

The 100 mu of fertile land that was allocated to them has grown to 500 mu after several generations of accumulation and management;

The two grocery stores they were allocated are now doing very well, and they've opened a few more small shops selling local produce. They're doing just fine, not the best, but not the worst either.

Even this two-courtyard residence is one of the most luxurious in Changshou County.

However, since they had already separated into the fifth generation, they were not considered close to the main family.

The head of the main family, Jiang Changqing, is currently a fifth-rank official, the highest-ranking official in the Jiang family in recent years.

Over the years, the Jiang family has produced seven or eight scholars, two provincial graduates, and one imperial graduate.

As for someone like Jiang Changqing, who passed the imperial examination at a young age and became a second-class scholar, such a person has never appeared again.

The Chiang family school has been established for many years, but no second Chiang Chang-ching has emerged in the Chiang family. There is a lack of successors.

Landlord Jiang thought this was a good opportunity. His grandson's talent was probably unmatched by many in the Jiang family academy. If he could enter the academy and let Jiang Changqing discover that his family had such a gifted descendant, he would definitely provide him with better resources.

He was confident, but the difficulty lay in how to get his grandson into the Chiang family school. His son was very intelligent when he started his studies, but he was still far inferior to the geniuses of the main branch of the Chiang family who passed the imperial examinations at the age of seven or eight and the county-level examinations in their teens.

He was right; his good-for-nothing son barely passed the county and prefectural examinations in his thirties, and as for when he would pass the provincial examination, that was still a long way off.

The letter was quickly delivered to the Jiang family in the prefectural city. The gatekeeper, seeing the Jiang family's distinctive wax seal, knew it was another distant relative asking for a favor...

"What? Father wants to send Ming'er to the Jiang family academy in the prefectural city? I couldn't even get in back then, can Ming'er do it!"

"You don't understand your son at all. He is your only son. Do you pay more attention to him?"

You probably don't know this, but Ming'er has already started reading the Four Books. She's so much smarter than you were when you were little.

You have a good son, unlike me, who only has a good-for-nothing son!

"Hehe, that's right. My son Jiang Wenqing's son is definitely not bad. He's smarter and better at studying than your son."

"Ha, you do have some self-awareness. Fine, after you go to the county school, go to fewer of those ridiculous poetry gatherings and banquets, and focus on passing the imperial examination to become a Xiucai (a successful candidate in the lowest level of the imperial examinations) and bring some honor to your son."

"Oh, I know, Father. I'll try my best to pass the imperial examination and get the title of Xiucai before I turn forty."

"You! Go away, go back to your own yard! Don't get in my way!"

After getting rid of his troublesome son, Old Man Jiang tossed and turned, unable to rest easy until he received a reply from the prefectural city.

He can no longer teach Ming-ge; the boy is like a sponge, absorbing knowledge too quickly and thoroughly.

Even if we drain him dry, we can only teach him for two or three months at most. Judging from Ming'er's progress, he'll probably be able to take the county exam when he's five or six years old.

If the child weren't so young, they could pass now, but their small body can't handle it, and they still need to practice their handwriting.

This is terrifying! Landlord Jiang was both excited and worried.

Jiang Xiaoqi, who was already fast asleep, had no idea that his grandfather had thought so far ahead. With his terrible handwriting, it would be a long and arduous journey for him to reach the level required to take the county examination.

As he memorized more and more books and his system points increased, his interaction with the system also changed. The system became less cold and seemed to have developed some emotions.

He currently has 5,500 points and over 100 pills of various sizes. He really wants to know what else he can do with his points besides paying rent.

"System, come out here! I've reached 5500 points. Are there any events or promotions? This rich man is eager to spend some!"

"Host, the system itself does not have an upgrade function. I am just a basic level of the 'King of Papers' system. At present, I only have the single task of encouraging people to study and take the imperial examinations."

"Then what's the point of all these points I've worked so hard to earn?"

"The host can choose to create a unique space, which can be used to temporarily store luggage if going on a long trip."

"Space! Is it what I thought? Why didn't you say so sooner!"

"Host, you didn't ask. Besides, don't you humans all have carriages and horses? What use is space? It's very expensive."

"How expensive? I don't have enough points to open a storage space right now?"

"It's enough, but you need 5000 points to activate the Linglong Space. But all your work over the past three years will have been for nothing."

"Open it! It's not like we don't have the means! Open it for me! If I had known we had this, I would have opened it long ago. Why would I have needed to secretly hide this big wooden box!"

"Alright, host, since you insist on opening it, then open it!"

—The exquisite space is now open. Please wait. 5000 points will be deducted, leaving you with 500 points. The exquisite space is now open, with a volume of one cubic meter.

"What?! You've spent 5000 points and all you get is this tiny thing? What can it hold? It's not even as big as a carriage!"

"I've already told you it's impractical, but the host insists on opening it, and I can't stop him!"

"You did this on purpose! You're bullying a child! Why didn't you say it was only half the size of the carriage before you started driving!"

"I'm wronged, host! You didn't even ask about the size. You said it's not like we don't have the means. Besides, it's called the Exquisite Space. How big can it be? You can imagine it with your fingernail!"

"Fine, very well, let's break off our friendship!"

"No, no, no, there's an extra bonus! Host, you've been studying hard lately, so these fine writing brushes, ink, paper, and inkstones are an extra reward. We hope you'll accept them!"

The system's lackeys offered up fine writing brushes, ink, paper, and inkstones, while secretly observing Jiang Xiaoqi's expression.

Jiang Xiaoqi casually put the items into the newly opened small space. Although it was a bit small, it was still quite useful.

He then pulled out the large wooden box filled with various pills that he had hidden under the bed, and threw it into his spatial storage along with the key around his neck.

Sigh, it's small, but at least it's a space. It's an essential cheat for any time traveler, something he earned through countless days and nights of hard work, making it even more precious.

"I'll let you off this time, but if you try to outsmart me again, I'll give up and make you lose face in the entire world."

In recent years, Jiang Xiaoqi has also realized that his reading progress is related to the system's ranking.

He initially stated that he was host number 99, which means that at least 98 people had been bound to the system before him.

I wonder if we're in the same dimension. If we are, I might even run into a few fellow countrymen.

There must be some kind of communication between these systems, or even a ranking system for recognizing and rewarding outstanding individuals. Otherwise, why would the system be so proactive in urging itself to work hard every day?

Jiang Xiaoqi gradually figured it out. Based on her sixteen years of experience as a corporate slave in her previous life, she knew who would do something meaningless and not beneficial to themselves.

This applies to people as well as tongzi (a type of idiom).

Then I can occasionally use strikes as a small threat to fight for my legal rights. Exploitation is inevitable, but I should also keep some benefits for myself when I am being exploited.

Simply being exploited only leads to one outcome: becoming dregs. Exploitation that allows for negotiation leans more towards cooperation and win-win situations.

Having already lived a second life, I must shed my simple, animalistic nature!