The little palace maid below was on the verge of tears as she tugged at Little Shun's sleeves. In just one morning's work, her previously fair and jade-like complexion had noticeably tanned several shades.
Young ladies capable of working as palace maids usually come from families with reasonably good backgrounds, at least from minor official families.
No matter how disregarded they were at home, they had never suffered this kind of hardship.
Su Li squinted his eyes, extremely satisfied.
This was it, none of these palace maids and eunuchs complained of hardship, proving Zuo Muchen had a good eye for picking people.
"Alright, the morning's work is temporarily finished. After lunch, everyone will continue. We must ensure the entire Imperial Palace is neat and orderly, strive to be self-sufficient, and lighten some of the burden for Your Majesty and your private treasury."
Su Li produced a wooden whistle from somewhere and blew a horn.
