Chapter Four: Five Maids, Lu Wu’s Early Lesson

The moment he leapt in, it was like stepping into another world.

He inexplicably found himself reincarnated as the fifth son of Lu Liu and Lu Jinhe, named Lu Wu.

Lu Liu was a major merchant in the Wu Kingdom, with one wife and two concubines. His wife was Lady Lu Chang, and his two concubines were Lady Lu Yun and Lady Lu Shui—both originally servants to Lady Lu Chang.

Lu Wu’s birth mother was Lady Lu Yun.

Lady Lu Chang was a generous woman who treated Lu Wu and the other illegitimate children as her own. Although the legitimate sons received more educational resources, in terms of personal treatment, Lu Wu was even better cared for than the two legitimate heirs.

At last, he had landed in a comfortable nest.

Having clothes handed to him and meals served without effort was just the baseline. If he hadn’t retained a shred of decency, he might have had a personal attendant even to wipe him after using the chamber pot.

Novels often describe ancient life as harsh, with bamboo slips used for wiping—an experience difficult to express in words.

Lu Wu disagreed entirely; that was just the imagination of the poor. The wealthy always lived comfortably in any era.

Without soft paper, rich people used cloths specifically for the toilet—discarded after a single use yet far more comfortable than bamboo slips.

No flush toilets? That was nothing.

What were servants for? Emptying and cleaning the chamber pot were trivial matters that the wealthy never needed to bother with.

The chamber pot was filled with specially prepared silver sand, whose exact composition was unknown, but it ensured waste sank beneath the surface without emitting any foul odor—a feat modern cat litter couldn’t match.

The sun was already high, its rays filtering through intricately carved window lattices, casting light upon Lu Wu’s face and quilt.

He stretched his arms out wide from beneath the covers and let out a big yawn. Even before opening his eyes, a smile spread across his face.

Now, though lacking a magical body or spiritual powers, he once again possessed a normal human physique. He could savor delicious food, sleep soundly, and occasionally sneak off to a brothel—truly a life even immortals wouldn’t trade.

Sitting up, his bare upper body was bathed in the autumn sunlight, his skin smooth as jade, faintly translucent.

The bedroom door was pushed open from outside. A tall girl entered carrying a stack of clothes, followed by four other girls, each nearly a head shorter but still remarkably tall.

These five girls had served Lu Wu intimately since childhood. Though now freed from slavery and receiving guard salaries, they remained steadfastly by his side.

The leader was Qiu Tong, her face as serene as the autumn moon, eyebrows like spring willows, and a shapely figure—though she was exceptionally tall, nearly nine chi (about two meters), towering over Lu Wu by more than half a head.

(The unit “chi” here equals roughly 22 to 23 centimeters, about the length of an average adult male forearm.)

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