The little girl's eyes were full of hatred. This hatred was definitely not caused by fighting for the cake, but a kind of hatred that had been suppressed in her heart for many years, as if she was looking at the most abominable thing in the world and wished it could be shattered to pieces.

 Being stared at like this, Solandel was immediately at a loss: "Hate me? Why?"

The little girl sneered and said, "Oh, it's strange, isn't it? We didn't know each other before, and we had no grudges in the past and no grudges these days. 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 have wanted to stab you to death with a knife several times."

"Why are you like this?" Solandel felt filled with panic and aggrieved. "I am so good to you. I make friends with you, take you to play, open a room for you to take a bath, help you buy clothes, and even treat you to dinner."

"

"Yes, you don't dislike my status. You brought me to Nancheng to play, treated me to a bath and bought clothes, and treated me to 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 it is not your responsibility to give it away!"

"I just realized today that people can be so different. I sleep in a dilapidated ruins, with drafts everywhere. I can only use a quilt to cover myself in the winter. No one will know if I die. But you can live in the palace, including

Growing up with a golden key, you will have servants to take care of your food, clothing, and daily life. If you get sick, there will be a dedicated doctor to take care of you."

"I was looking for a target in an underground tavern. I was groped here and there but didn't dare to say a word. In the end, I risked beheading just to steal a bag of iron moon. But you have to take a carriage even to travel, so you can give it to the coachman without hesitation.

One silver moon, or even the change of 95 copper moons can be said to be just as easy as throwing away a stone."

"I pick up leftovers, dig through trash cans, and am very happy when I see a piece of leftover meat. Sometimes I even eat the bran that pigs eat. But you can just casually come to a high-end restaurant like this and have a meal.

You can throw dozens of silver moons at your meal, and you even have a personal nutritionist to customize your meals. Is this fair?!"

When the little girl said this, her breathing was as heavy as a calf, and her voice became darker: "When I was a slave in a noble house, I heard about the luxurious life of the nobles, and I was not completely ignorant of this gap between the rich and the poor.

"

“But today is the first time I have personally experienced your life, and I realize how hugely different we are!”

"The hunger we usually endure is almost impossible to happen to you! The illness that took away my mother is just a minor illness that can be cured by taking some medicine and sleeping! The money we spend to buy food rations for a year

, not even as good as a few threads on your clothes!"

“There is also a smell in the place where I sleep every day. If you stay there for a few minutes, your nose will feel uncomfortable and you will sneeze. I really can’t imagine what kind of life you live in the palace.”

“I originally thought that the difference between the rich and the poor was that the rich could eat more bread and roast more pieces of meat at each meal, wear thicker clothes and sleep on bigger beds than us.”

"But now I know that this is no longer a difference between quantity and quality, it is entirely an essential difference. The rich are "living", the common people are "living", and we poor are just "living". We are not the same at all.

A world!”

Solandel wanted to refute, but she remained silent. Even though she subconsciously didn't want to admit it, the fact was 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 essential difference in the lives of the two people, who will believe it?

Solandel kept biting her lower lip, tightening her fists and trying to defend: "But, this is not my fault! Did I make you become like this? No?! 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 up her sleeve to reveal the stab wound and said sadly, "How do you want me to work hard? I have been branded a slave since I was young and locked up in a noble mansion.

, sleeping with pigs, cows and horses.”

"We slaves usually work without wages, only rations. Do you know why? Because wages are paid to "people", and nobles do pay wages to civilian workers. But the "Doguland Code" stipulates that we slaves are not people.

It’s an animal. What salary do animals need? Just give them food!”

"Can you understand the concept of animals? Animals can be beaten and killed at will. You will always live in fear, not knowing whether you will see the sun the next day."

“You did a poor job, and the nobles thought you were useless, so they wanted to kill you in anger. You did a good job, but the nobles thought you were too smart an animal to control, so they wanted to kill you too.”

“Without personality, without dignity, without anything, this is an animal!”

The little girl looked at Solandel sadly, her voice trembling with anger: "You have no idea what kind of life we ​​live. You grew up with a golden key in your mouth. You have clothes to put out your hands and food to open your mouth. You have your father."

Be your backer and everyone in the kingdom will fear you."

"As long as you have a straight face, those nobles will tremble and quickly examine what they have done wrong; as long as you give an order, they will kneel down in front of you and complete all the orders you give."

"The nobles will offer you rare treasures from all over the world, just to make you smile; if you have any difficulties, just mention it casually, and they will rush to help you solve it at all costs."

“You are born with a status that others can’t achieve after a lifetime of hard work, but now you are standing high like a successful striver, telling me to ‘work hard’ with those clichés? You are so hypocritical that it makes me want to vomit!”

Solandel's face turned red after being scolded, and she stammered: "But my current status did not come out of thin air! My ancestors pacified the world in the "Eight Kings Conflict" and saved countless people.

Life, let the "God's Calendar" be permanently fixed in 2188! In these thousand years of darkness, didn't our royal family make sacrifices and shed blood?!"

“Yes, your ancestors are indeed great.” The little girl said coldly, “But your ancestors’ ability to bring peace to the world, what does that have to do with you?”

 Solandel suddenly froze, and her expression became sluggish.

yes

 Does what our ancestors did have anything to do with us?

Just like when she asked Grabo on the street: Your father is a war hero and you are not, what are you proud of?

Same principle, why do you get lost when it comes to yourself?

The life she has now was not obtained by her own efforts at all.

It’s just that because her surname is “Doguland” and she was born into a noble royal family, she can rest on the great achievements established by her ancestors and enjoy all this.

The little girl said angrily: "I know that this world cannot be completely fair. There must be distinctions between high and low. You are right. If you have a bad background, you should work hard to change your destiny, not here.

complain."

“But you have to give us a chance to work hard, right?!”

“Now it’s not only us slaves, but also the vast majority of civilians who are overwhelmed by life. Why? Because they have to pay taxes!”

“There is a tax in the kingdom called the “poll tax”, which is calculated based on the fixed population of each household. Regardless of income, the tax amount is the same for each person. The more people in the family, the more taxes they pay.”

“For the rich, the fixed poll tax is just a drop in the bucket. But for the poor, it is a heavy tax that can kill people!”

“Poor people work from dawn to dusk every day, and most of the monthly coins they earn throughout the year are used to pay the poll tax. Even if they run a small business, they still have to pay various exorbitant taxes and miscellaneous taxes in addition to the basic tax, so they cannot save money at all!”

"There is even a provision in the code that if someone in the family serves as an official at the city level or higher, the immediate family members can be exempted from all taxes. Isn't it funny? Those impoverished poor people have to bear all kinds of heavy taxes, starting from their own teeth.

They squeezed money from the cracks and gave it to the royal family. But many wealthy nobles can raise their families without paying a single monthly coin!"

“Under this code, the poor are getting poorer and the rich are getting richer. How do you ask those of us who were born poor to work hard and change our destiny?!”

Solandel 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 a main city-level official, so that you can avoid it."

 Halfway through her words, she was speechless and could not continue.

The little girl sneered and said, "Are you aware? Not to mention city-level officials, even if you want to be a town-level official, you must be a top student who graduated from school and you need to participate in various assessments."

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

Collect this money?!"

“What’s more, the code set by your royal family not only sets extremely high admission thresholds, but also strictly prohibits private schools.”

"Let me admit it directly to you. I was pretending not to read when I was looking at the menu just now, because I wanted to cover up the fact that I had read a book. Yes, you heard me right, I had read a book and I just escaped to the country a few years ago.

During the twilight of the city, there was an old gentleman in the city. He opened a school at home and taught knowledge to civilian children. He accepted all who came, including me, an exiled slave."

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

"In my opinion, this tireless old gentleman should have been famous all over the world and respected by everyone. But what happened? One night, he was captured and imprisoned by the soldiers. It is said that he endured several days and nights of torture.

·Administrator Lorison forced him to name his disciples, but he did not say a single name. In the end, he was beheaded and his body was hung at the city gate."

"High tuition fees, prohibiting private schools, recruiting bachelors, killing good teachers, only allowing nobles to study, and not allowing commoners to be wise. This is the current situation of the kingdom! In the end, children who can go to school to study, gain knowledge, and become officials in the future will be born in the family.

For nobles, maybe the parents themselves are officials in some major city, and the children can inherit the family business after graduation."

"Occasionally, there are some poor children who have outstanding talents since they were young, and nobles sponsor Yinyue to send them to school, but those are just a few. There are more people like us in the world who have ordinary talents and want to change their destiny, but have no way out.

's children."

"You said you want me to work hard, that's okay! 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 the upward channels for all civilians. Nobles will always be nobles, and civilians will always be nobles.

I will always be a commoner, and a slave will always be a slave, how can I try harder?!"

Solandel was scolded so hard that she couldn't hold her head up. She tried hard to recall the books she had read before, but found that none of the knowledge she had learned could help her win the argument.

At this time, Solandel remembered her previous conversation with Kino. She stumbled and repeated Kino's words at that time: "However, this world does need to be divided into upper and lower classes, just like a carriage, some people have to be the wheels, and some people have to be the wheels.

To become a horse, someone has to become a driver. Only when the upper and lower levels perform their duties and work together can the kingdom operate efficiently."

“Heh.” The little girl let out a short laugh, her eyes sad, as if looking at a hopeless person, “Come with me.”

 The little girl strode forward, followed closely by Solandel, and the two walked downstairs and entered the kitchen.

There were a lot of uncooked ingredients in the kitchen. The chefs looked at the two people who came 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 wallet full of gold moons. He quickly signaled the chefs to go out and slipped out himself, leaving them to mess around inside.

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

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

 The little girl shouted: "Have you never seen a potato?!"

Solandel’s eyes wandered and she murmured: “Aren’t potatoes all yellow?”

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

Solandel knew this one, and she said without thinking: "Carrot! Something to feed rabbits!"

“These are vegetables for people to eat! People eat them first, and then rabbits eat them!” The little girl wanted to smash the carrot into Solandel’s face, but was unwilling to waste the food and stuffed it into her pocket with her backhand.

 Following this, the little girl continued to pick up various ingredients and asked Solandel to identify them.

Solandel has read a lot of books since she was a child. She has poetry, songs and poems at her fingertips. She knows everything about ancient and modern history. She can even answer the nickname of a certain general of a certain legion in a certain battle a thousand years ago. In many cases, even the palace scholars feel ashamed.

But faced with these primitive ingredients stained with mud and soil, she was like an ignorant child and could hardly answer the question.

“Do you know how many times a day you need to water wheat?”

"have no idea"

 “Do you know in which season corn should be planted?”

"have no idea"

 “Do tomatoes grow in the ground or on trees?”

"have no idea"

 “Have you ever planted anything?”

 “I grew apples!”

 “Can you use a hoe?”

"Won't"

 “How can you grow apples if you don’t know how to use a hoe??!!”

“Maggie helped me dig the soil, planted the saplings, watered and fertilized me, and I was responsible for picking the apples during the harvest.”

 “Who is Maggie?”

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　My servant

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

Solandel lowered her head blankly, her voice was too weak to be heard, and she had no confidence at all: "I can play the piano."

The little girl pointed to the door and asked: "Now I will take you to the slums to find those who are about to starve to death. Can you save them by playing a piece of piano music?"

 Solandel pursed her lips tightly and shook her head silently.

"I can do it!!!" the little girl poked her heart hard and shouted, "I know how to grow these things! Give me a piece of land and let me plant it, and I will be able to save dozens of lives in a year.

Hundreds of people are starving to death! But the land has been taken away by you damn nobles!"
Chapter completed!