When Yang Zhengshan arrived at the front office, Han Fei was already waiting outside the Study door.
"My lord, someone from the Jingyuan Marquis Mansion is requesting an audience with you!"
Before he had even entered the Study, Han Fei reported first.
"Jingyuan Marquis Mansion!"
Yang Zhengshan stopped in his tracks, his expression turning somewhat strange. "They came knocking this quickly!"
Naturally, he was no stranger to the Jingyuan Marquis Mansion.
Not long ago, he had thrown a young master of the Jingyuan Marquis Mansion outside the city to repair roads.
He heard that two days ago, that young master had even made a move and beaten someone, but the person he beat was only a prisoner, and the runners watching them had not punished him.
"Invite him over!"
Yang Zhengshan pondered for a moment, then had Han Fei go invite the man in.
After all, they were titled nobles and marquises; this much face still had to be given.
After a Moment, Han Fei brought a middle-aged man of about forty to the Study.
"I, Su Bai, pay my respects to Lord Yang!"
Yang Zhengshan looked Su Bai up and down. The man wore a long cotton robe. Though his clothing could not be called splendid or exquisite, it was not shabby either.
"What are you in the Marquis Mansion?"
"I am merely a steward of the Marquis Mansion!" Su Bai said.
A cold sneer flashed through Yang Zhengshan's eyes.
A steward!
In other words, a servant!
As befitted the Marquis Mansion, even their servants wore such fine cotton clothes.
It was not that he looked down on servants, but this world was simply like this. Differences in status were reflected in every aspect, and different statuses all had different requirements in clothing, food, housing, and travel.
Servants were