She hates the Mo family.

Everything about Takayanagi City made her sick.

She didn't understand why so many people in Takayanagi Castle wore smiles every day.

The Takayanagi Castle she saw was a dirty, disgusting, shameless city.

It's like this huge wool mill with a capacity of nine hundred people, and it is full of nausea.

What she saw was the faces of those villains who only knew how to seek profit: when the wool was sent, these villains who only knew how to seek profit and those who sold wool demanded the price and paid the money on the spot.

The people who send the wool always want to sell the wool for a high price, and they have to fight for half a day for the price of a penny.

The person who buys wool always wants to get it at a low price, and for the price of a penny, he can reach out and turn the oily wool to find defects.

The disgusting smell of soot wafted through the workshop every day, and when she woke up in the morning, a layer of black soot would fall, and there were no pavilions or emerald as far as the eye could see, and the people here did not know how to appreciate the beauty of those courtyards, but only smiled at the oil-soaked banknotes.

Every day at dawn, a group of merchants who do not know poetry and books will wait at the door of the workshop, buying bags of wool that has been washed, groomed, and not used by the workshop for the time being.

They are then broken into small packets and lent to retail families in the city, who can spin yarn or buy spinning wheels directly from their own homes.

Men and women got together, told her disgusting jokes, and shamelessly engaged in those menial toils for a few dollars.

The woolen yarn that was spun was taken back by the merchants who bought it, and a certain amount of money was paid to the weaving family, and it was reincarnated again and again, endlessly.

The beautiful pastoral field of sheep herding has become a large-scale cooperative breeding society.

In the eyes of these people, the young prison used to worship the heavens is money, the money from selling meat, the money from selling hair, and there is no sacredness.

She believed that people should always be afraid of something, otherwise they would be morally corrupted, but the people here have no fear of noble blood.

She had never heard anyone talk about whose pedigree in the workshop, but only those female workers who talked enviously about where they had opened a private workshop and how much they earned a day.

The deer used to make the nobles hunt in the field became the deer skin that could be exchanged for money to marry a wife in the eyes of the young men of Takayanagi Castle, and they used traps and muskets to slaughter those beasts that were originally noble people hunting in the fields to practice their skills in the sky.

Textile embroidery, which contains women's skills and art, has become the exact same labor of a group of people. The wool washing, spinning, and wool weaving are clearly distinguished, and each wool horse looks the same, and even the highest women's craftsmanship is only a dirty goods used to exchange money.

There was no longer trust between people, and words such as contracts, deposits, and share laws were circulated in the ears every day, and the kind of honesty among the nobles became a lowly document that needed to be maintained by legal laws among these sluts.

The cooking skills that women use to show off their means are transformed into neat and uniformly sized potato cubes, all the same-looking nests, and exactly the same tasting pickles in the workshop.

Elegant and interesting reading has become a tool for the female workers here to seek profit: how many words you know can raise a certain salary in this workshop, and those women do not study for the sake of elegance and cultivation at all, but for the extra copper coins issued every month, and the text is full of the stench of copper.

The respect of people is gone, and the noble woman who once came with her much lower rank than her can point to her nose and scold her in the most vulgar local dialect for a trivial matter.

The affection between man and man is gone, and the merchants who buy the combed wool unite with each other to form a joint-stock chamber of commerce, which is booked in advance to exclude those who buy wool from the retail households, and intrigue with each other to swallow up the small.

The goodness of human nature does not exist here, only the extremely naked "human nature has no good and no evil", food and color are all human nature, for money, for desire, and it is extremely chaotic.

Busy here, a former nobleman like her, in order to get rid of such a life, self-deprecating status, remarried to Gao Yanagi's once lowly fugitive slave and now a homesteader.

The world is reversed, the noble and the low are disorderly, and everyone seeks profit......

And in this case, the Mo family hypocritically and disgustingly let her go to a "new life", let her support her life with her own labor, saying that they were all silverfish in the past.

Relying on labor to support one's own life, this is a new life?

The noble woman wants to laugh, this is not a new life, this is low.

From noble to lowly, how can it be called a new life?

There is a difference between the noble and the low, the dignity and the humility are orderly, the serfs work, the lord is benevolent and righteous, there is wine when the sacrifice is made, there is food when the harvest is made, everyone abides by etiquette, rules everywhere, people do not seek profit, and there is courtesy and moderation......

She couldn't figure it out, why did the Mo family have to destroy such a good world?

In the forced class of the handouts, she once asked the Mo family in a mocking tone.

Why do you want to take away the land that belongs to us?

But the people of the Mo family asked, where did your land come from?

She said it was given to them by the king.

The people of the Mo family laughed, saying that Zhou Tianzi's land was also snatched from Yin Shang, and when Yin Shang was in ancient times, when the Tao was natural, those kings snatched the land from the hands of the peasants. If you agree that whoever has the biggest fist is justified, then now that the farmers have grabbed it back, you can grab it back if you have the ability.

She asked rhetorically: You are not in line with etiquette and the law like this, because under the etiquette and law, the whole world is not the king's land, and you have violated the law.

The people of the Mo family say that the Tao is based on nature and heaven, and under the natural law, the land belongs to all the people. It is not the royal land in the whole world that violates the law of nature, so there is no legal reason, and we do not admit it. The law must conform to nature and the will of heaven, and then it can be controlled by all the people, and if the law itself is not in harmony with nature and the will of heaven, then it is not the law.

When it comes to debate, how can she be as good as the people of the Mo family, and what makes him even more disgusting is that the Mo family is simply cheating.

Within the scope of etiquette, the Mo family is definitely wrong, but these people in the Mo family are so shameless that they don't recognize the etiquette.

In her opinion, this is like the people of the Mo family who have to say that the water flows to a high place, and then point to the low-lying place and say that this is called high, and the mountain peak is called low.

So she didn't want to listen to the Mo family's so-called new life, if the new life was the labor from noble to lowly, then it was better to die.

It was only because of her two children that she struggled to support herself.

The younger children were sent to a nursing home, where they were raised, but instead of allocating the poor teacher resources that Takayanagi had to have, they also learned to write, but more often than not, they had to train them to work from an early age.

The older children were even more pitiful, and were sent to the masons as apprentices, where they had to work every day.

But at least, they're still alive and can be seen every ten years.

Everything here makes her sick, but the love for her children makes her hold on, and today, she can't hold on.

Just the other day, she suffered the greatest humiliation of her life.

The people of the Xuanyi Department of the Mo family called them together and gave a speech in front of those sluts.

The people of the Xuanyi Department pointed to these women from noble backgrounds, and told those sluts in insulting words:

"Don't listen to the deception that the noble blood of their ancestors will make the nobles nobles more noble than us, so it is reasonable to distinguish between the noble and the low. Only horses and cattle are bloodlined. ”

"All the people in Zhuxia and Kyushu are from the ancestor of Fuxi Nuwa, and each of us is noble when it comes to bloodline."

"They have no crops, they rely on their fiefs to let you work, they are full of food and drink, practice martial arts and archery, learn words and poems, wear gorgeous clothes, and then tell you that all these things are destined by blood, so you are lowly and rude, while they are noble and elegant."

"Now look at these nobles, when they leave their fiefdom as silverfish, are they still noble? It's not like everyone in the world, eating,, and sleeping. ”

By this point, there were already many lowly people laughing, looking at the noble ladies dressed in the same clothes as them, as if they were looking at a group of strange beasts that made people laugh.

The people of the Mo family scolded their bloodline for being matched with cattle and horses, and they actually insulted them and.

After that, the woman couldn't listen to it anymore, and the laughter around her made her understand why the people of the Mo family didn't let them die and why they took them from Zhao Hou's hands.

The people of the Mo family want to use them to let the people of Gaoliu discover that the noble and the lowly are all lies.

The people of the Mo family regard them as a tool, a tool that makes people dare to seek profit and dare to turn the world upside down.

Under such insults, the woman can't bear it anymore, she doesn't know if there will be such a thing in the future, and she doesn't know if there will be people laughing at them like animals in the future.

At the end of that speech, the people from the Xuanyi Department of the Mo family were tempting them again.

"Since there is no distinction between high and low bloodlines, bloodlines naturally do not distinguish between good and bad people. Stripped of the fields on which they relied to be silverfish, they are also human beings, just like you. ”

"You have hands and feet, and you can support yourself. When they realize that self-reliance is not lowly, when they realize that they were silverfish, they can increase their salaries just like you, they can do other things after learning words, they can leave here after three or five years......"

What made her even more disdainful was that the next day, there were people like her, who took the initiative to stand up and say that they were silverfish, that they were not inferior in self-reliance, that they were wrong in the past, and that they were dirty in the aristocratic circle.

Just for a little profit, all the dignity was buried.

Women are disdainful and disdainful, and it is even more difficult to bear this kind of insult of being criticized, especially by a group of lowly people...... What does it feel like to laugh at her for being slow, for being a silverfish and not being able to lift a wool, for laughing at her for being a slut now working hard......

In a few days, her spirit had completely collapsed, and those sluts who had been insulted and damaged by the bad nobles had vented all those resentments on her.

But it was a bad thing done by a bad nobleman, and what did she think it had to do with her?

There is no problem in this world, as long as everyone is a benevolent and righteous nobleman, why can't you expect that everyone from the Son of Heaven to the princes to the feudal monarchs are good people, but you have to cause trouble in the world?

At this moment, by the light of the fire, touching the white bone hairpin, the woman thought of Xiangzi's sister killing herself with a hairpin.

That is the story that the nobles of the Zhao Kingdom have sung the story, and the Zhao woman is more than a martyr, and she doesn't want to be insulted like this again.

Touching the hairpin, I walked outside the heavy snow, and there seemed to be the sound of firecrackers in the distance, and I don't know where there is anything worthy of the happiness of Takayanagi's group of sluts.

On a cold night, the woman took off her clothes and scrubbed her dusty body with white snow.

She thought that if she died, the people of the Mo family would not clean her body.

The noble and noble come, and the noble will go.

The snow was white and clean, and it washed away all the humiliation she had endured these days, and washed away the filthy soot, and washed away the smell of the wool.

"The dead world doesn't need any new life."

She washed her body, put on the cotton shirt she didn't want to wear but had to wear, and straightened out the folds on her body.

Straightening his frozen body, he knelt on the snow and raised the hairpin to his throat.

At the last glance at the sleeping sky, he silently said his final goodbye to his two sons.

She wanted to say that she would keep this revenge in mind, kill all the ink people, and slaughter the filthy untouchables who follow the ink people.

But in the end, he prayed to Haotian for the simplest words that a mother should say.

"Live well."

Then he did what the aristocracy should do in this chaotic era - to create a tragic beauty that an entire class could create at the end of the road - martyrdom.

Blood was sprinkled on the snow, like plums in the south.