A man got a kick out of turning simple things into mysteries when composing a letter, though he was not good at all at writing.
One day his father told him to write a letter to his brother and tell him four things:
A villager died not long ago.
The price of meat has gone up.
The household has employed a new accountant.
His brother's wife is going to have a baby.
When the son had finished, however, the letter read: <>
"A villager died not long ago. The meat sold for 179 silver coins.
The household has employed a new accountant. My sister-in-law's belly is getting bigger and bigger."
He soon got an angry answer from his brother:
"Domestic shame should not be made public. How can the flesh of the dead be sold to others?"
