Master Bai hurried back to the manor by helicopter.
He didn't even glance at the dozens of guard corpses lying down near the fence of the manor and the sticky blood on the soles of his shoes. He clenched his fists tightly, pursed his lips, and stared at the manor's gate with bloodshot eyes. A corpse swaying in the gust of wind.
Under the starlight, the pale body whose penis had been dug out and died in an extremely miserable state was his son.
In the shortest amount of time, the aristocratic master had a general understanding of what had happened in the past two days from the butler. Because of the almost crazy anger, the old body that had been emptied by wine began to tremble uncontrollably, and the same was true of his lips, as if Muttering a curse of incomparable resentment.
The Imperial Slavery Law, which was revised 40 years ago, strictly prohibited any nobles from killing slaves indiscriminately, but slaves were private property of nobles after all. Accept some very light criminal penalties, so in the eyes of the nobles, whether it is those runaway slaves or the young girls of those pariahs, it is no different from a beast.
Cruel rule will inevitably lead to fierce resistance. The uprisings of the slave pariahs have continued one after another for decades. Until a few years ago, the courage on all planets finally led the elite troops in the butcher Caton himself, after killing over 10 million heads. , disappeared.
After that, although King Caton was assassinated, and there was another rebellion in Tianjingxing, no one dared to resist this deformed system. It is really true that such a noble young master with a title has such a miserable end. Incredible.
"Find the murderer and break her into pieces!"
"But before that, I want all the untouchables in this manor to bury my son with me!"
Master Bayi's face was extremely pale, and his eyes were full of blood red. He looked like a great devil in a fairy tale. His voice was trembling and crazy. The death of his only son had destroyed most of his sanity.
The butler, who barely remained calm, replied in a trembling voice, "I heard that a month ago, two strange people came to the public school in Sangku Town, and one of them was a little girl with light chestnut hair."
"Isn't Sangku Town already in ruins? There is no one in that public school... Are you saying that those two strangers are the murderers of my lovely son?"
Master Bayi looked at the corpse of his son that was slowly put down, the corners of his eyes kept twitching, and he gritted his teeth and said in a cold voice, "Then what are you waiting for? Send someone to catch those two people back! I want to live. !"
The housekeeper said cautiously: "Because of the public school, the two strangers had some conflicts with the small landlords in Sangku Town, but they were not driven away."
"What on earth are you trying to say!" Master Bayi suddenly turned around and shouted angrily at him.
"Though the two strangers deliberately concealed their aristocratic accents, some people could hear them, especially the woman who had a haircut in the town who had accidentally said something, that the little girl's light chestnut hair was dyed, The dyeing is not good, the essence should be... black."
Hearing the two words in black, Mr. Bai's body suddenly froze, frowning the tip of his gray eyebrows, looking fiercely at the loyal and capable housekeeper, and said, "Continue."
"Since it's a light chestnut color dyed by black hair, then the brown pupils may also be wearing camouflage pupils, and they are most likely black."
The housekeeper could feel the anger and sadness in the master's heart at this time and the coldness after hearing his report, so the tone of his speech became more and more careful, and his body was about to kneel.
"Royal family?" Master Bayi's eyes flashed a trace of panic and annoyance, and roared in a deep voice: "How could the noble royal family stay in a ghost place like Sangku Town!"
"It's been a long time since the rebellion of the Tianjingxing royal family." The steward looked carefully at the lord's chin and whispered, "I suspect that the two strangers may belong to the losing side of the rebellion."
Master Bayi understood what the housekeeper meant. If the two strangers who stayed at Sangku Town Public School for a month were really royals, then even if they were the remnants of that rebellion, they were still big men who they could only look up to and couldn't get close to.
If they really killed their son, they could only swallow the bitter water, and they couldn't even let the untouchables in this manor bury their son, because those black-haired royals with eccentric temperaments might think it was some kind of provocative!
"But that's my son!"
Master Bai covered his forehead weakly, looked at the pale and cold body that had been moved to his feet, looked at the terrifying blood hole between his legs, and howled in anger and pain: "My dearest son, he My favorite is to write poems and sculptures! How can even the royal family have the heart to hurt such a delicate and sensitive life!”
Hearing this sentence, the butler's face twitched uncontrollably, but fortunately he did not let the master see it, so he lowered his head and suggested humbly: "Master, if those two strangers are really the remnants of the last rebellion, we can't go. Deal with them, but someone is definitely willing to destroy them, as for the pariahs near this manor, as long as the two strangers die, your anger can burn them to ashes at any time, and let the young master rest in peace underground."
"Understood."
Master Bayi's right hand trembled slightly, looking at the miserable corpse under his feet, he laughed nervously, and said loudly: "Intelligence agency! Immediately inform the intelligence agency!"
Sanghai at the foot of Huangshifan is the most remote and backward area from Banxing, and Sangku Town is the most remote and backward settlement in this area. The hard work of untouchable slaves in the mulberry field is only enough to support a statue There are only a few landowners around Sangku Town, where the economy has declined and has become infinitely depressed, such as Master Bai, who has a title.
The more backward places are oppressed, the more difficult the life of the lower-class people is. Whether the Federation or the Empire, whether Donglin or Liban, human society cannot escape this rule. The same is true around Sangku Town. The landowners of the army, who used the whips in their hands and the laws of the empire to severely oppress their hired workers and slaves, unceremoniously passed the consequences of the decline of the silk industry on those poor people.
One day in early spring, two people who were obviously from a foreign land walked into Sangku Town Public School. Because there were no teachers and the education funding was withheld, the public school had been abandoned for many years, and only a few dilapidated rooms remained. , but the two strangers got hundreds of books from nowhere, and on that sunny afternoon, they announced to everyone around the town that the public school had reopened.
From that day on, the situation around Sangku Town has fundamentally changed. The rude landowners no longer dared to whip their slaves and hired workers at will, at least they dared not complacently and publicly torture them. In his eyes, the child laborer who can climb trees and pick mulberry leaves like monkeys is the first time he has the courage to refuse the master's call, but picks up a worn schoolbag and walks into the school.
There are many reasons for this change, except that the girl teacher with straight, light chestnut hair was able to recite the highest instructions of His Majesty the Emperor's educational policies completely and fluently to the landlords who are not very educated. With her fluent and noble accent, of course, what is more important is the tragic experience that happened in some late nights, those landlords and gentlemen never want to recall.
There is a quiet path in the mulberry forest, and at the end of the path is a dilapidated school. This is the Sangku Town Public School that gave those young and young girls ignorant hope and rare warmth.
Countless years of strict class separation have made this kind of public school established in response to His Majesty's educational reform without any aristocratic children. What's more troublesome is that teachers with sufficient knowledge often have aristocratic status, and they are not willing to give these untouchables at all. Even the children of slaves took classes, and those very few civilians who had received a perfect education, because they yearned for the wonderful life of the nobles and even the stars of Tianjing, did not put their arrogant vision in these remote mountain schools.
A school without teachers is like a palace without an emperor, a home without a mistress, and it can only decay day by day. Therefore, in the past few years, Sangku Town Public School turned into ruins earlier than this town, until it appeared. A beautiful young teacher with light chestnut hair.
The wind blew through the dense tops of the mulberry forest, making a rustling sound. In the mulberry field in the distance, silkworms were eating the mulberry leaves, making a rustling sound. In the dilapidated public school classroom, there was a girl teacher's cry, and the voice was faint. .
The commoners who were playing ball on the playground heard her cry and ran to the classroom immediately, then sat upright behind their desks, carefully opened the textbooks that were still brand new in front of them, and raised their heads with pilgrimage-like devotion. Come, look at the girl teacher on the podium who is even younger than yourself.
"Before class, I have something to say. Don't go to the library to read science fiction novels and then come to ask me about the laws of the three-body operation."
The girl teacher was wearing a very ordinary dress today with a wear sleeve on her cuffs. She looked at the students below and shrugged cutely: "Although this is a problem that I have solved when I was thirteen, if you To get to the point where you can understand the answer, you need to go to Sangshikju National University to study cosmology for at least two years.”
When the students below the classroom heard the words "National University", their faces naturally showed sadness. They could have the opportunity to sit in the classroom like a nobleman, instead of climbing up and down the mulberry tree every day. The best life they imagined, and going to university in Sangzhi Prefecture is something they can't even think about.
"With ideas, you can have action, and with action, it is possible to do it."
The girl teacher neatly pulled back her light chestnut hair, picked up a chalk and wrote a line of beautiful imperial characters on the blackboard, folded her arms around her chest, scrutinized it with satisfaction, then turned her head and said to the students, "This sentence Someone said it, and although I hate that guy who is neither male nor female, I have to admit that this sentence is correct."
The students below were trying very hard to identify the words that were still not friendly enough for them, and a boy read it first.
"If human beings have no ideals, what is the difference between them and salted fish?"