"I'll go back and talk to him."
"Well now, this old woman can see it. Your official status isn't small, is it? Your words must carry weight."
"Oh, I hope you're right."
"You don't believe me?"
"Well then, I'd like to ask, how did you figure that out?"
"Here in Shengle city... well, it's not that things have gotten worse. Though the streets aren't as bustling as they used to be, as long as people are willing to work, they won't lack for food or drink. For the past six months, you don't even see a single beggar on the streets. Everyone's busy. Laborers are laboring, those on duty are on duty. Even those masters in the government office are all swamped day and night, terrified of being skinned and hung on their chairs if they make one misstep."
"Nowadays in the city, anyone who looks as leisurely as you, walking around with such a swagger, wouldn't they be a truly great noble?"
The implication was clear:
There were no idle people in the city; everyone was busy to death.
