The wise man and the fool and the slave

A slave is always just looking for someone to complain about. As long as it is, so be it. One day, he met a wise man.

'Sir! "He said sadly, tears streaming down from the corners of his eyes. "You know. I'm not living a human life. What I ate was not necessarily one meal a day, but only a small bowl of sorghum husks that pigs and dogs would not eat..."

"It's very sympathetic." "Said the wise man bitterly.

'Yes! He was happy. "But the work is day and night without rest: carrying water in the morning and cooking at night, running the streets in the morning and grinding noodles at night, washing clothes in the rain, burning steam stove in winter and fanning in summer. At midnight to simmer tremella, wait on the master to play money; I never shared my money, and sometimes I was whipped... "

"Alas..." The wise man sighed, his eyes were red, and he seemed ready to cry.

'Sir! I can't go through with this. I had to think of something else. But what can we do? ..."

"I think you'll get better..."

"Really? I hope so. But I have been much relieved by my complaints to Master, and by your sympathy and comfort. So nature is not extinct..."

However, a few days later, he began to complain again, still looking for someone to complain.

'Sir! 'he said through tears.' You know. I'm living in a shit hole. My master does not regard me as a man; He's a million times nicer to his pet dog..."

"Son of a bitch! He was surprised when the man shouted. That man is a fool.

"Sir, I live in a shabby little room, wet and dingy and full of bedbugs, which would bite me if I slept. With a filthy nose and no Windows on any side..."

"Won't you ask your master to open a window?"

"How can that be? ..."

"Well, you show me!"

Fool and slave to his house, began to hit the mud wall.

'Sir! What are you doing?" 'he said, startled.

"I'll open a window for you."

"It won't do! Master will scold!"

"What the hell! He still smashes.

"Come on! Robbers are destroying our house! Come on! You'll blow a hole in it later! ..." 'he cried, rolling about on the ground.

A bunch of minions came out and chased the fools away.

The shout was heard, and slowly the last to come out was the master.

"A robber was coming to destroy our house. First I shouted, and we all drove him away." "He said respectfully.

"You're all right." "The master praised him.

That day many people came to sympathize, including wise men.

"Sir. This time because of my meritorious service, the master praised me. You were so prescient when you said I'd get better... " 'he said with hopeful cheerfulness.

"Yes..." The wise man answered him happily.

"How quickly life changes! For half a year I have almost begged, indeed, I might have begged. Yet I am willing to beg for it, to be cold and hungry for it, to be lonely for it, to work hard for it. But it is not willing to perish. You see, there's one who wants me to live for a few days, that's how powerful it is. But now there is none, not even this one. At the same time, I felt unworthy to live; What about others? Nor do they deserve it. At the same time, I feel that I must live for those who do not want me to live; Fortunately, there is no one who wants me to live well. No one is sad anymore. I do not want to hurt such a man. But now there is none, not even this one. Very happy, very comfortable; I have practiced all that I once hated and opposed, rejected all that I once admired and stood for. I have really lost, -- yet I have won.