Peace Order

Chapter 1668 - 47: Another Peaceful Day

Then, holding these things again, she went to those servant women, the coarse-footed wives. These wives from ordinary families appeared a bit uneasy; the maid threw down these things and lifted her sleeve to cover her nose, seemingly unhappy with the smell here.

This caused those coarse-handed wives to become even more nervous and uneasy.

The maid briefly instructed the matters and then left.

Another night, the servants of the Right Minister’s Mansion gathered there. The man who should have received his own land deeds and indentures was holding ten Copper Coins, seemingly with a sense of unbelievable, unexpected delight.

The Right Minister is benevolent, giving money!

The wives brought back some colorful cloth, saying it was for embroidering words. This was not a difficult task; previous tasks were much harder than this, but after all, today they got ten coins.

The man saved five coins, planning to send them back next year to redeem his land for a good life.

The remaining five coins were used to buy two pancakes, some vegetables, and a bit of meat edges, happily returning home.

Intending to let the wife, who suffered alongside him, eat something good.

Such good things!

There’s meat, vegetables, and soft pancakes.

But when leaving the side courtyard gate to head home, he encountered some well-dressed genuine house servants of the Right Minister’s Mansion, and the man’s heart sank.

The Right Minister is a distinguished gentleman, though maintaining a gentleman’s lifestyle and grandeur, with a mansion, but very frugal. There are only about twenty servants in the mansion, recognized by the world for his virtues, known for simplicity.

However, below these house servants, there were plenty of mud-legged ones who had no status, fame, did not need a good treatment. Despite debts, selling themselves, needing not to be fed nor housed, even if sick or dead, it had nothing to do with the master.

Monthly they receive just a little money.

These house servants were also masters.

One of them lifted his eyes and smiled.

The man saw the bulging pouch full of Copper Coins at the house servant’s waist.

The servant laughed and cursed: "Heard you have gotten rich today, share seventy percent, how about it?"

The man stammered: "Me, ten coins, I’ve spent it all..."

Eyebrows raised, the servant cursed: "Ten coins, you poor wretches, how could you dare spend on yourself? Here you are, fooling with your father, begging for a beating!" Then he gave him a good beating, leaving him bruised, staggering back with his belongings.

The money was snatched away, and only some pancakes remained, dropped on the ground only for the servant to stomp them to pieces, it was heart-wrenching to see. Yet, reluctant to waste, crouching down for a long time, he scraped it up, held it in hand, and went back.

The house servants broke out in a burst of laughter.

The food scrambled by a dog.

The man smiled apologetically, knelt, kowtowed, barked severally like a dog.

The house servants clapped and laughed: "Good dog, good dog!"

From the distant rockery, in the pavilion and water pavilion, the young ladies frowned, the upper maids laughed: "So disgraceful, teasing those people again."

Although they owe our Prime Minister so much debt, it’s not excessive.

Those young ladies were truly like flowers and the moon, clean like white snow.

Each of their top maids were outstanding persons.

The maids below were diligent and reliable, house servants kind and obedient, truly a peaceful day, but today the wind and snow were a bit strong, causing the petals of the flowers liked by the ladies to fall, which was unpleasant.

The man returned with the ruined pancakes.

The couple looked at the pancakes mixed with dirt, the wife asked: "Where is the money?"

The man’s lips trembled, saying nothing.

The woman understood everything, said nothing, merely patted the dirt off the pancakes, then placed them in the pot, stirred with water, without using wood, firewood comes from the mountains, and the mountains belong to the families, thus firewood costs money.

Stirring with water, mixing up, eventually becoming a sloppy mush.

That coarse-handed wife took a bite, cheerfully said: "Delicious."

"It tastes like meat!"

Passed the chipped bowl to the man: "You eat too."

The man took a bite, feeling a little sour in the nose, eyes turned red. He thought he was very hardworking, diligent, yet why life wasn’t getting better, under the moonlight, the woman widened her eyes to embroider the colorful cloth.

There were many demands, she found a rosy fabric, rubbed her palm over it, even brushed it against her cheek.

Such a good cloth, if only a little could be kept, it could be used to make some new clothes for the children at home, but she dared not, as someone had done so before, beaten to death.

Because that was stealing the owner’s money.

But where did the owner’s money come from?

She didn’t know, just kept embroidering on the cloth, on the rosy colorful cloth, embroidered cloud pattern, qilin pattern such high skills not everyone could do, but some cloud patterns could be managed.

Across the world, not only Chen Country, and it’s not just Jiangzhou, the State City is so big.

Many noble families, many high officials.

Those gentlemen, wearing red robes, purple robes, not just the Right Minister.

Their matters were not surprising, a thousand miles away Yue Pengwu, could not affect the elegant interests of ladies and young women watching flowers in the snow, nor did anyone care about the embroiderers.

In the glaring light of the oil lamps, many embroidered similar things, they did not recognize the words, only simply followed ’pictures’ to embroider, amidst the cloud patterns, like rosy flags.

It said — Joyfully welcoming the Royal Army.

In this cramped, narrow room, dazzling, like fire.

The watchman walked by, knocking on the wooden clappers, shouting:

"Beware of fire, watch out for candles!"

The wind and snow are strong, flowers crushed.

Beauties like jade, scholars elegant.

Another peaceful day it is.