Before dawn the next day, the granddaughter was already up. The old man thought his granddaughter had finally grown up, but she told him that after practicing martial arts in the morning, she was heading straight for the gates of the City Lord's Mansion. For someone like her, still considered a slave, today was the happiest day of all; word was that there were only a few dozen slaves this year.
Prime Minister Zhang was still dazed—it seemed being a slave was now something to be proud of. Strange things happened every year, but this year took the cake. Afterward, she excitedly dragged her grandfather to the "slave tables" to eat. She explained that the City Lord had decreed that since slaves were considered outsiders, they could eat and drink for free on New Year’s Day. Furthermore, they didn't have to do any work—the others would serve them instead. It was the locals, in fact, who had to do all the work today, since Yanhuang City was their own.
After a busy morning, by midday, Prime Minister Zhang had been led by his granddaughter to the front of the City Lord's Mansion. From a distance, he carried a stool and sat down. She told her grandfather that today was the annual military parade, and that there would be singing and dancing in the evening. She added, "Besides, those precious foods don't cost any Points. Grandfather, you must eat your fill; there won't be another chance like this next year. I ate very little last night and barely had anything this morning just so I cou…
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