Master Ba Yi took a helicopter and rushed back to the manor.
He didn't even look at the dozens of corpses of guards and the sticky blood on the soles of his shoes. He clenched his fists tightly and pursed his lips. With bloodshot eyes, he stared at the corpse on the gate of the manor that was swaying in the strong wind caused by the rotor.
Under the starlight, the pale body that had died in an extremely wretched manner with his legs dug out was his son.
In the shortest amount of time possible, this old noble had roughly understood what had happened in the past two days from the housekeeper. Because of his almost insane anger, his old body that had been drained by wine and women began to tremble uncontrollably. His lips were also trembling, as if he was muttering an incomparably venomous curse.
The Empire's Slave Law that was revised 40 years ago prohibited any noble from killing slaves. However, slaves were the private property of the nobles. Even if they were killed, the nobles would only have to pay compensation and a fine. At most, they would receive some light criminal punishment. Therefore, in the eyes of the nobles, whether it was the escaped slaves or the young daughters of the lowly commoners, they were no different from animals.
The cruel rule would inevitably lead to fierce resistance. The rebellions of the slaves and lowly commoners rose and fell one after another. A few years ago, the courage of all the planets finally disappeared after the elite troops led by Butcher Caton personally beheaded more than 10 million people.
After that, even though Duke Carlton was assassinated and a rebellion broke out in Tianjing Planet, no one dared to go against this deformed system. It was hard to imagine that such a noble young master with a noble title would end up in such a pitiful state.
"Find the culprit and tear her into pieces!"
"But before that, I want all of the lowly commoners in this manor to be buried with my son!"
Master Ba Yi's face was extremely pale, and his eyes were bloodshot. He looked like a demon king in a fairy tale. His voice was trembling and crazy. The death of his only son had destroyed most of his rationality.
The housekeeper, who barely managed to stay calm, replied with a trembling voice, "I heard that a month ago, two strange people came to the public school in Kusang Town. One of them was a little girl with light chestnut hair."
"Wasn't Kusang Town destroyed long ago? There's no one in that public school anymore … You're saying that those two foreigners are the murderers of my cute son? "
Master Ba Yi's eyes twitched as he looked at his son's body that was slowly put down. He gritted his teeth and said coldly, "Then what are you waiting for? Immediately send someone to capture those two people and bring them back to me! I want him alive! "
The butler said cautiously, "Because of the public school, the two outlanders had some conflicts with the landlords of Mulberry Town, but they were not chased away."
"What on earth are you trying to say?" Master Bayi turned and roared angrily at him.
"Although the two outlanders tried to hide it, some people still heard their aristocratic accent, especially the barber woman in town who accidentally let slip that the little girl's light chestnut hair was dyed, but it wasn't dyed well. It should be … black in nature."
Hearing the word 'black', Master Bayi's body suddenly turned cold. He furrowed his white eyebrows and glared at the loyal and capable steward, saying, "Go on."
"Since her black hair was dyed light chestnut, then her brown eyes could be a disguise. It's very possible that she is black in nature."
The steward could feel the anger and sorrow in his master's heart, as well as the frustration and coldness after hearing his report. Thus, his tone became even more careful, and his body was about to fall to his knees.
"Royalty?" Master Bayi's eyes flashed with a hint of panic and anger. He roared in a low voice, "How could the noble royalty stay in a godforsaken place like Kusang Town?!"
"The rebellion of the Tianjing royalty happened a long time ago." The steward carefully looked at his master's chin and said in a low voice, "I suspect that those two outlanders might belong to the side that lost the rebellion."
Master Bayi understood what the steward meant. If those two outlanders who stayed in Kusang Town's public school for a month were really royalty, then even if they were remnants of the rebellion, they were still important figures that he could only look up to and never approach.
If it was really them who killed his son, he could only swallow this bitter water. He couldn't even let the lowly people in this manor be buried with his son, because those eccentric black-haired royalty might think that this was some kind of provocation!
"But that's my son!"
Master Bayi helplessly held his forehead and looked at the pale, cold body that had been moved to his feet. Looking at the terrifying bloody hole between his legs, he howled in anger and pain, "My most beloved son loved to write poems and sculptures! Even if they were royalty, how could they bear to hurt such a delicate, sensitive, and cute life?! "
Hearing this, the steward's face twitched uncontrollably. Fortunately, his master didn't see it. He lowered his head and humbly suggested, "Master, if those two outlanders are really remnants of the rebellion, we can't deal with them, but there are definitely people who are willing to destroy them. As for the lowly people in this manor, as long as those two outlanders die, your anger can burn them to ashes at any time and let the young master rest in peace."
"Understood."
Master Bayi's right hand trembled slightly. Looking at the miserable corpse at his feet, he laughed hysterically and said loudly, "Intelligence Bureau! Inform the intelligence bureau immediately! "
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The Mulberry Sea at the foot of Huangshiji was the most remote and backward region of Liban, and Kuang Town was the most remote settlement in this region. The hard work of the lowly slaves in the mulberry fields was only enough to support a noble like Master Bayi. Around Kuang Town, which was endlessly bleak due to the economic decline, there were only a few landlords who couldn't even afford to buy a helicopter.
The more backward a place was, the more severe the oppression was, and the harder the life of the lower-class people was. Whether it was the Federation or the Empire, Donglin or Liban, human society could not escape this rule. It was the same around Kuang Town. The few landlords who had a small number of private soldiers used the whip in their hands and the laws of the Empire to harshly exploit their workers and slaves, unceremoniously shifting the consequences of the decline of the silk industry onto those poor people.
On a certain day in early spring, two people who clearly came from other places walked into Kuang Town's public school. Because there were no teachers and the funding for education had been withheld, this public school had been abandoned for many years, leaving only a few dilapidated rooms. However, the two foreigners somehow obtained several hundred books, and then on that beautiful spring afternoon, they announced to everyone around the town that the public school would once again begin to enroll students.
From that day on, the situation around Kuang Town underwent a fundamental change. The crude landlords no longer dared to casually whip their slaves and workers, or at least, they didn't dare to proudly and publicly punish them. As for those child laborers, who in their eyes could climb trees like monkeys, for the first time, they had the courage to refuse their masters' orders. Instead, they picked up their worn-out school bags and walked into the school.
There were many reasons for this change. Apart from the fact that the young female teacher with chestnut-colored hair was able to completely and fluently recite His Majesty's education policy to the less educated landlords, her fluent noble accent was also the most important reason. Of course, the most important reason was the tragic experience that happened in the middle of the night that the landlords never wanted to recall.
There was a quiet path in the mulberry forest, and at the end of the path was a dilapidated school. This was Kuang Town's public school, which gave the ignorant young boys and girls a rare sense of hope and warmth.
Countless years of strict class segregation meant that this public school, which was established in response to His Majesty's education reforms, did not have any children of nobility. What was even more troublesome was that teachers with sufficient knowledge were often of noble status. They were simply unwilling to teach these lowly commoners or even slaves. As for the few commoners who had received a complete education, because they yearned for the beautiful life of nobility or even Tianjing planet, they did not place their proud and arrogant sights on these remote and mountainous schools.
A school without teachers was like a palace without an Emperor, a home without a mistress. It could only decline and wither day by day. Thus, in these few years, Kuang Town's public school had become a pile of ruins even earlier than this town, until the appearance of a young female teacher with chestnut-colored hair.
The wind rustled through the dense branches of the mulberry forest. In the faraway mulberry field, silkworms were chewing on mulberry leaves, making rustling sounds. In the dilapidated public school classroom, the young female teacher's slightly hoarse voice rang out.
When the commoners who were playing ball on the field heard her shout, they immediately ran into the classroom and sat behind their desks. They carefully flipped open the brand new textbooks in front of them, and then raised their heads with a pious attitude as if they were on a pilgrimage to look at the young female teacher on the podium who was even younger than them.
"Before class starts, I have something to say. In the future, don't come running to me to ask me questions about the laws of the three-body system just because you read a science fiction novel in the library."
The young female teacher was wearing very ordinary clothes today, with anti-friction sleeves. She looked at the students below and shrugged cutely. "Although this is a problem I solved when I was 13 years old, if you want to reach a level where you can understand the answer, you need to go to Kuang Zhi State National University to study cosmic physics for at least two years."
When the students below heard the words "National University", their faces naturally darkened. Being able to sit in class like the children of nobility instead of climbing up and down the mulberry tree every day was already the best life they could imagine. Going to Kuang Zhi State's National University to study was something they did not even dare to think about.
"Only with ideas can there be action. Only with action can there be a possibility of success."
The young female teacher neatly tied her chestnut-colored hair to the back of her head, picked up a piece of chalk, and wrote a line of beautiful imperial characters on the blackboard. She crossed her arms and looked at it with satisfaction. Then, she turned her head and said to the students, "This sentence was said by someone. Although I hate that person who is neither male nor female, I have to admit that this sentence is very correct."
The students below tried very hard to distinguish the words that were still not friendly enough to them. A boy beat them to it.
"If humans have no ideals, then what is the difference between them and salted fish?"
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