You are just a low-ranking official without even a rank, yet you want to compete with our master.
Our master is an eighth-rank official. Did you hear that clearly?
It's the eighth rank." The county magistrate's steward pointed at the Lin Ya people and cursed them arrogantly, thinking that they were wishful thinking and wanted to be servants for those lowly merchants.
Since ancient times, among the “scholars, farmers, merchants and artisans”, merchants have been the lowest and least respected.
Lin Yazi was so angry that he laughed. They really didn't understand the situation.
A county magistrate who had been beheaded for a year, his servants were still dreaming of the Spring and Autumn Period, hoping that their master would come back and take them back.
“I am telling you for the last time that your family’s master, out of greed and disregard for the law, has killed innocent people indiscriminately and committed all kinds of evil.
A year ago, he was beheaded by the current County Magistrate Ma, who had his property confiscated.
Stop dreaming in vain and listen carefully to my arrangements. I will help you find a good master again.
If you continue to be stubborn, don't blame me for being ruthless and selling you to brothels and mines." Lin Yazi looked at the servants of the county magistrate's house, feeling helpless. This was the last time he would help them.
If she still doesn't know what to do, he can no longer help her and will have to send her to a brothel or a graveyard.
"Sir, we will be obedient, please forgive us once more.
From now on, you can ask us to do anything, but don't send us to a brothel (or mine).” The servants of the county magistrate's household were awakened by the Lin Ya people's scolding and begged for mercy, saying they (they) did not want to be sold to the mine (or brothel), as they would be tortured to death there.
"It's good that you know you are wrong. As long as you are obedient, I will not sell you to any place." Lord Lin didn't want to sell people to that kind of place either.
I know that kind of place is not a place where people can stay.
He would only sell people there if they were truly difficult to discipline.
"Yes, yes, we know we were wrong and we won't dare to do it again." The servants of the county magistrate's house kept nodding to Lin Yaren.
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