The news of a servant drowning reached Duan Chaoying. "A trivial matter," she remarked. "He likely didn't know how to swim and panicked. Let him rest in his room for the afternoon, and he can return to his duties tomorrow."
"You truly have the heart of a Bodhisattva, Madam."
Duan Chaoying felt a twinge of doubt. It was the depth of winter; how could a servant accidentally roll into a pond? It was fortunate he was discovered early, or he would have frozen to death, even if he hadn't drowned.
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