honor me as god

Chapter 238 Slave Shackles
The little girl's eyes were full of hatred. This kind of hatred was definitely not caused by scrambling for the cake, but a hatred that had been suppressed in her heart for many years, as if she was looking at the most hateful thing in the world, wishing that it would be smashed to pieces.

Stared at by this kind of eyes, Solandel was suddenly at a loss: "Hate me? Why."

The little girl sneered and said, "Oh, isn't it strange? We didn't know each other before, and we have no grudges in the past, and we have no enmity in the present, but ever since I became sensible, ever since I knew there was such a person as you in the world, I have been hating you. Including after we met just now, my hatred for you has grown deeper and deeper, and I wanted to stab you to death with a knife several times."

"Why are you like this?" Solandelle felt flustered and aggrieved, "I have been so kind to you, made friends with you, took you to play, opened a room for you to bathe, helped you buy clothes, and even treated you to dinner .”

"Yes, you don't dislike my identity. You brought me to play in Nancheng, invited me to take a bath and buy clothes, and even invited me to eat such a big meal. Logically speaking, I should be grateful to you." The little girl's voice suddenly became louder. He almost screamed, "But have you ever thought that the need for food and clothing is what a person should have, and you shouldn't give it away!"

"I just found out today that people can be so different. I sleep in dilapidated ruins, with wind leaking everywhere, and I can only cover a quilt in winter. No one will know when I die. But you can live in the palace, including Growing up with a golden key, there are servants to take care of your daily necessities, and you will have a professional doctor to take care of you if you have a minor illness."

"I was looking for my target in an underground tavern, and I didn't dare to make a sound when I was groped around. In the end, I risked my beheading just to steal a bag of iron moons. But you even have to take a carriage to travel, so you can give it to the coachman without hesitation. A silver moon, even the change of 95 copper moons can be said to be rejected, it is as simple as throwing a stone."

"I pick up leftovers, dig through trash cans, and I'm happy to see a piece of leftover meat, and sometimes I even eat the bran that pigs eat. But you can come to this kind of high-end restaurant casually and have a meal You can throw out dozens of silver moons with rice, and there are even private nutritionists who can customize meals for you. Is this fair?!"

When the little girl said this, her breathing was as heavy as a calf, and her voice sank: "When I was a slave in the noble mansion, I heard about the extravagant life of the nobles, and I am not ignorant of this gap between rich and poor. "

"But today, it's the first time I personally experience your life, and I realize how huge the difference is between us!"

"The hunger we usually endure is almost impossible for you! The illness that took away my mother, for you, is just a minor illness that can be cured by taking some medicine and sleeping! The money we spend on food rations in a year , not even the threads on your clothes!"

"There is also a smell. The place where I sleep every day, you actually have a bad nose and sneeze after a few minutes. I really can't imagine what kind of life you live in the palace."

"I thought that the difference between the rich and the poor is that the rich can eat more bread, roast more meat, wear thicker clothes and sleep in bigger beds than us."

"But now I know that this is no longer a difference between quantity and quality, but a difference in essence-the rich are "living", the common people are "living", and we poor are only "living". Not in the same world! "

Solandelle wanted to refute, but she remained silent. Even though she subconsciously didn't want to admit this kind of thing, the fact is that the little girl was right, they were not from the same world.

One is a royal princess and the other is an exiled slave. If you insist that there is no fundamental difference in the lives of the two, who will believe it?

Solandelle kept biting her lower lip and clenched her fists in an attempt to defend herself: "But, it's not my fault! Did I cause you to become like this? Didn't I?! If you want to change your destiny , you should work hard, what's the use of complaining here?!"

"Work hard?" The little girl seemed to have heard a joke. She lifted her sleeve to reveal the knife wound, and said sadly, "How hard do you want me to work? I was branded a slave and locked up in a noble mansion since I was sensible. , to sleep with pigs, cows and horses."

"We slaves usually work without salary, only rations. Do you know why? Because the salary is paid to "people", and the nobles will indeed pay salaries to those civilian laborers.But the "Dugland Code" stipulates that our slaves are not humans, but animals. What salary do animals need?Just give it food! "

"Can you understand the concept of animals? Animals just hit and kill casually. You will live in fear forever, and you don't even know if you will see the sun the next day."

"You did a poor job, the nobles thought you were useless, and wanted to kill you in a fit of anger. You did a good job, and the nobles thought you were too smart an animal to handle, so they wanted to kill you too."

"No personality, no dignity, nothing, it's an animal!"

The little girl stared at Solandelle sadly, her voice was trembling with anger: "You have no idea what kind of life we ​​live. You grew up with a golden key in your mouth, you stretch out your clothes to eat, and you open your mouth. With your father as your backer, the whole kingdom fears you."

"As long as you sternly face, those nobles will tremble and hurriedly examine what they did wrong; as long as you give an order, they will kneel down in front of you and complete all the orders you ordered."

"Nobles will present you rare treasures from all over the world, just to make you smile; if you have any difficulties, just mention a word, and they will spare no effort to help you solve it at all costs."

"You were born with a status that other people struggled for a lifetime, and now you stand up like a successful striver, carrying those clichés and telling me to 'go for it'? You are so hypocritical that it makes me want to throw up!"

Solandelle was blushed by the scolding, and stammered: "But... But my current status did not come out of thin air! My ancestors quelled the world in the "Dispute of Eight Kings" and saved countless people Let the "God's Fall Calendar" be permanently fixed in 2188!Didn't our royal family sacrifice and shed blood during the millennium of darkness? ! "

"Yes, your ancestors were indeed great." The little girl said coldly, "But what does your ancestors have to do with you when they conquered the world?"

Solandelle was stunned suddenly, her expression became sluggish.

Yes
Does what the ancestors did have anything to do with me?
Just like when she questioned Graber on the street: Your father is a war hero, but you are not. What are you proud of?
In the same way, how come you get lost in yourself?
The life she has now is not obtained by her own efforts at all.
It's just because her surname is "Dogland" and she was born in a noble royal family, so she was able to enjoy all of this while resting on the great achievements established by her ancestors.
The little girl said angrily: "I know that this world cannot be completely fair. There must be high and low. You are right. If you are from a bad background, you should work hard to change your destiny, not here. complain."

"But...you always give us a chance to work hard?!"

"Now it's not only us slaves, but the vast majority of civilians are also weighed down by life. Why? Because we have to pay taxes!"

"There is a tax in the kingdom called "head tax". It is calculated according to the quota of each household. Regardless of income, the amount of tax per person is the same. The more people in the family, the more tax you pay. "

"The fixed poll tax is just a drop in the bucket for the rich. But for the poor, it is a heavy tax that can crush people!"

"The poor work from dawn to dusk every day, and most of the monthly coins they earn throughout the year are used to pay poll tax. Even if they start a small business, they still have to pay all kinds of exorbitant taxes besides poll tax. There is no way to save any money!"

"There is even a rule in the code that if someone in the family is an official of the main city level or higher, the upper and lower immediate relatives can be exempted from all taxes-are you funny? Those poor people have to bear all kinds of heavy taxes, starting from themselves Squeezing money between his teeth to hand over to the royal family. And many wealthy nobles, on the contrary, can not pay a single coin for their entire family!"

"Under this kind of law, the poor are getting poorer and the rich are getting richer. How do you let us who are born poor work hard and change our destiny?!"

Solandelle kept rubbing the corners of her clothes, lowered her head and said incoherently: "Then you can still find a way to work hard to become officials at the main city level, so that you can avoid the trouble."

In the middle of speaking, she was speechless and could not continue.

The little girl sneered and said, "Are you aware of it? Don't even talk about city-level officials. Even if you want to be a town-level official, you must be a top student who graduated from school and needs to participate in various assessments."

"But for the schools opened by the royal family, the tuition can only be settled in silver moons, and it costs dozens of silver moons a year! If you study at a young age, and you study for ten or eight years, it will cost hundreds of nearly a thousand silver moons! Where do you want us to go? Collect this money?!"

"What's more, the legal code set by your royal family not only sets a very high entry threshold, but also strictly prohibits private schools."

"Let me admit it directly to you. I pretended that I couldn't read the menu just now, because I wanted to cover up the fact that I had read the book. Yes, you heard me right, I read the book—a few years ago I just When I fled to Twilight City, there was an old gentleman in the city who opened a school at home to impart knowledge to commoner children, and he never refused anyone who came, even me, an exiled slave."

"This old man is selfless and wise. He taught us the agricultural knowledge we need to survive, taught us to analyze astronomy and geography, taught us how to think about life from a philosophical perspective, and interpret various social phenomena."

"In my opinion, this tireless old man should be full of peaches and plums, and be respected by everyone. But what happened? One night, he was captured and imprisoned by soldiers, and it is said that he endured several days and nights of torture—— Administrator Huck Lorisson forced him to name his disciples, but he didn't say a single name, and he was beheaded and hung in the city gates."

"High tuition fees, banning private schools, recruiting bachelors, killing good teachers, only allowing nobles to study, not allowing commoners to develop their wisdom, this is the status quo of the kingdom! In the end, children who can go to school, acquire knowledge, and become officials in the future, their families are originally Aristocrats, maybe parents are officials in some main city, and the children can inherit the family business after graduation."

"Occasionally there are some poor children, because of their outstanding talents since they were young, the nobles subsidized Yinyue for their education, but that's just a very small number. There are more of us in the world who are ordinary, want to change their destiny, but have nowhere to go children."

"You said you want me to work hard, yes! It's not that I don't want to work hard! But you have to give me a chance to work hard! The code written by your royal family has blocked all the channels for civilians to rise. Nobles will always be nobles, and commoners I will always be a commoner, and a slave will always be a slave, how can I work hard?!"

Solandelle was so scolded that she couldn't lift her head. She tried to recall the books she had read before, but found that none of the knowledge she had learned could help her defend her opponent.

At this time, Solandelle recalled the previous conversation with Kino, she stumbled and repeated what Kino said at that time: "However, this world really needs to have upper and lower levels, just like a carriage, some people want to be wheels, and some people want to be wheels." To be a horse, someone has to be a coachman, and only when the upper and lower levels perform their duties and cooperate with each other, can the kingdom run efficiently."

"Heh." The little girl let out a short sneer, her eyes were sad, as if she was looking at a hopeless person, "Come with me."

The little girl strode forward, followed by Solandelle, and the two went downstairs into the back kitchen.

There were a lot of uncooked ingredients in the back kitchen, and the chefs looked at the two people who broke in with confused faces, at a loss.

The boss took a closer look and found that one of them was a little girl with a purse full of golden moons. He hurriedly signaled the chefs to go out, and slipped out himself, letting them mess around inside.

The little girl grabbed an unpeeled potato casually, put it in front of Solanduil, and asked coldly, "What is this?"

Solandelle shook her head in confusion: "I don't know."

The little girl yelled: "Have you seen Tudou?!"

Solandelle's eyes wandered, and she murmured, "Potatoes. Aren't potatoes all yellow in pieces?"

The little girl put the potatoes in her pocket and picked up a carrot: "What is this?"

This Solandelle knew, she said without thinking: "Carrots! Something to feed the rabbits!"

"This is a vegetable that humans eat! Humans eat it first, and then rabbits eat it!" The little girl wanted to smash the carrot on Solandelle's face, but she didn't want to waste the food, so she stuffed it into her pocket.

Immediately afterwards, the little girl continued to pick up ingredients for Solandelle to identify.

Solandelle has read a lot of books since she was a child, and she is familiar with poems and songs. She knows everything about ancient and modern history. She can even answer the nickname of a certain general of a certain army in a certain battle thousands of years ago. Many times, even royal scholars are ashamed.

But in the face of these raw ingredients covered with mud and soil, she was like an ignorant child, and could hardly answer.

"Do you know how many times a day to water when planting wheat?"

"do not know"

"Do you know what season corn is going to be planted?"

"do not know"

"Do tomatoes grow in the ground or on trees?"

"do not know"

"Have you ever planted anything?"

"I grew apples!"

"You know how to use a hoe?"

"Won't."

"You don't know how to use a hoe, how do you grow apples??!"

"Maggie dug the soil for me, she planted the saplings, and she did the watering and fertilizing. I... I was in charge of picking apples during the harvest."

"Who is Maggie?"

"My servant."

The little girl smiled sadly: "What can you do?"

Solandelle lowered her head blankly, her voice was too weak to be heard, without any confidence: "I can play the piano"

The little girl pointed to the door and asked: "I will take you to the slums now to find those who are about to starve to death. Can you play a piano piece and bring them back to life?"

Solandelle pursed her lips tightly and shook her head silently.

"I can!!!" The little girl poked her heart hard, and roared, "I know how to grow these things! Give me a piece of land and let me plant it. After a year, I can save dozens of people's lives. Hundreds of people starving to death! But the land is taken by you goddamn nobles!"

"Let's do the dirty work, and you can enjoy what you harvest! Throw us a few bags of wheat as a 'reward', and then tell us - keep working hard in the coming year~ Disgusting! Disgusting!!!"

(End of this chapter)