C47 The Sorrow of a Slave

Fu Tine could not stop this from happening. Not only could she not stop it, she had to follow her last words and do it seriously. As for why, she had to start from the title of a slave.

Previously, it was mentioned that a person as a slave's descendant would be a slave, and there would never be a day for them to rise in power for generations to come. And this only mentioned their identity, but only a tenth of how miserable a slave's life was.

Beside him... First of all, let's just follow the Zhongyi House's extravagance, and calculate it according to the modern labor system. Fu Shen was the only official in the He family. How much money could he get in addition to the title of nobility for a month? Adding in the income from his fiefdom, land, and manor, it would at most be enough to pay for the full salary of the servants in the mansion. He would also have the money to raise a few hundred soldiers, not to mention a large amount of monthly allowance from the mistresses.

But the other party was just too extravagant and had a lot of servants. Why was that? The articles were all on the word "slave."

First of all, there was no reward for the slave's work. It was truly not worth a penny. After serving his master well, the silver rewarded could only be used by him. He could not send him out of the residence. If you have a personal relationship with a servant in another residence, you can borrow some money from each other. That is called receiving a private relationship. If Mistress finds out, you can immediately beat him to death. When a slave dies, no matter how highly regarded the person in front of him is, or how much money he has saved up, no matter how much money he has saved up. In the end, he had to return it all to the main house.

If a person sold himself, please pay attention to the word "sell." It was the same as selling his entire life, including the lives of his descendants, to someone else. Without human rights and freedom, one could only live a life of one's own. This was the full meaning of 'selling one's body'.

And it was precisely because of this that slaves hoped to one day be able to leave their slavery and become free. However, this slave registration was not like what was written in many books. Other than the slave registration, the owner would return the slave contract to the owner. It was not that simple!

If a slave wanted to leave the family, he had to write down what he had done. Then, he would be sent to the local authorities. After the investigation was confirmed, the officials would have to consider it. Only then could they be allowed to be expelled. And this consideration had to be filled with silver. How many masters were willing to spend this silver for slaves?

Another reason was that he had to have an ultimatum before he could leave. An official had an ultimatum, and even commoners had an ultimatum. It was just like the identity of modern people. On it was written a certain person, when they were born, where they were born, or where they were born. Where they came from.

Alright, here comes the trouble again. If you just sold yourself and were locally born, it would be fine. If you meet a foreign owner who bought you and brought you to a foreign place, you'll have to take the documents from the governor's manor back to your hometown. These piles were not something that could be easily settled with a selling contract.

However, there was one thing that the local authorities would not dare to dawdle on. That was the rule of the law. If the slaves were to be buried as martyrs, their parents, brothers, and children could be removed from the family.

Everyone, don't underestimate this rule. In the era of slavery, people believed in God. The rich people of the Marquisate attached great importance to their funeral, and the martyrs had to be carefully selected. Ordinary servants did not have the right to do such a "good" thing. That was why the servants served their masters for their entire lives. In the end, if they could earn the fortune of being buried with their masters, it would be a blessing that they had cultivated for three lifetimes. It was also a huge matter that the family members were grateful for.

These two girls, when the old lady left, she pointed at one and the other could only go to one side to cool down.

It was hard to say what the other residences were, but only Count Zhong Yi's residence. Not to mention the two people who had died behind the old master, not only had their family disbanded, but the old master had also arranged for them to be in charge of the manor. That was a fat servant. In a few years' time, he would be able to purchase property with a small amount of wealth.

In summary, how could Fu Tine stop him? If she said anything to stop him, what she would incur would definitely be hatred and resentment that would cover the sky and cover the earth.

The gossip went far and only said that Fu Shen hurriedly came back from the outside. The old lady left behind a mouthful of gossamer and grabbed her son's hand and shouted, "Son..." Only then did she swallow her anger.

Although Fu Shen did not lose his filial piety, his biological mother had died in the end. It was inevitable that he would feel sad. A few days of drinking and eating without thinking, and looking haggard was a must.

However, Great Zhou had encountered a war disaster again, and all the civil and military officials of the court were in fear and trepidation. Only Fu Shen and the few loyal officials in the court dared to come up with ideas and express their feelings. The other officials were afraid of angering the Emperor when they encountered trouble, so they did not even dare to fart apart from kneeling on the ground and shouting in fear. No matter how mediocre they were, Emperor Zhou could tell which officials were afraid to avoid them. Who was really thinking for him?

Although he was a little afraid of Fu Shen's natural disposition, Emperor Wen understood in his heart. The scholars who followed Fu Shen's lead were the talents that the Imperial Court could use. When he encountered a filial piety like his mother, Fu Shen immediately asked Ding Yu to immediately be rejected by Emperor Zhou Wen. He only said, "Now, Zhen only has a few loyal officials that we can rely on. Uncle Zhong Yi definitely cannot abandon the state affairs at this moment." He also talked about the principles of filial piety that had been difficult to complete since ancient times, and left Fu Shen in the imperial court.

The old lady left in a hurry and caught up with the war ahead, which was in a tight situation. Fu Tine knew how corrupt the Great Zhou Imperial Court was. She saw that her father was in pain from losing his mother, and that he had to support the court hearing every day until he was mentally and physically exhausted. She had no choice but to remove all distracting thoughts and shoulder the responsibility of the funeral.

Thinking about how the country's fate was not good and the military budget was tight, the old lady did not dare to carry out the funeral too openly. As for where to hide and how to hide, those were necessary. Those that could be considered to be exempted would be carefully discussed with the Second Master. Only after he had a detailed plan did he bring it in front of his father and wait for him to approve the payment.

He was busy with many trivial matters. One day when he came down from the bed, he was sleepy and did not have the leisure to think. He really threw aside the matter of women, lowly servants, and other things that were difficult to settle.