It seems to me that the gods have dressed you in the robe of beauty with their own hands. Do you agree with me?

Summon Hunefer to me immediately.

The palace. I found this under his clothes, my lady.

This is the document by which Yousersif was sold, my lady. There is a man named Shimon who sold Yousersif to a new owner.

This should be in the treasury of our palace, not with you. As you wish, my lady.

Yes, my lady. Yousersif will be under your care.

I want him to learn the best manners possible.

Teach him the etiquette of living in the palace and the proper way to deal with the nobles.

I have no doubt that the chief servant of our palace

will not face any difficulty in carrying out this task.

Do you think that his bowing before you was out of respect?

You cannot expect the son of a wolf to understand anything about the meaning of bowing.

Then you ask me, my lady, if he bowed out of love and respect? Those clothes made him even more magnificent and beautiful.

I see, my lady does not praise him openly, fearing he might become conceited.

Come with me.

This room that I showed you is reserved only for the most distinguished of Zuleikha and Potiphar's guests.

And to reach this room, you must pass through these seven doors that we are passing through.

And on these doors are strong locks; once they are tightly closed, it becomes impossible for anyone to enter or leave the room.

The keys to these seven locks are with my mistress Zuleikha and no one else.

And here is the beautiful view of the palace of the Aziz.

From here, you can easily see the course of the great Nile River through Egypt, and in that direction to the west lies what we call the world of the dead.

Come with me.

This is the private chamber of my lady Zuleikha.

She is arrogant and proud, descended from the nobility. Be careful and make sure you never disobey her.

Let's go.

This is the restroom and private library of my master, the ruler Potiphar. Potiphar is the second among the great leaders of Egypt.

You must learn how to bow before him and all the nobles, and show them respect and submission.

And this is Sofer, the chief scribe and reader of books who is always with Potiphar.

Let's go.

In this place, the ruler Potiphar and Lady Zuleikha have their meal.

I must save Yusuf.

I have to come up with some plan. Do you see him as a prisoner, chained in the dungeons, so you can save him?

In any case, he is a slave to them, but I have not seen any signs of slavery on him, even in that grand palace.

If the birdcage is beautiful.

So, isn't the bird a captive?

I will stay in Egypt and I will not leave it.

Except that Yusuf is with me to take him to his father. But you saw for yourself the love the Aziz of Egypt and his wife Zuleikha had for Yusuf, not as much as Yaqub's love for him.

I have no doubt that the Prophet Yaqub is burning with the pain of separation from Yusuf. But Malik, didn't Yusuf say that his coming to Egypt was by the will of Allah, the Exalted?

This was the last trade journey.

They hurried to sell the goods and merchandise and returned to Babylon.

This is the place where the slaves and servants working in the palace reside.

Mr. Hanifer, Mr. Hanifer, Mr. Hanifer, Mr. Hanifer.

All these workers serve inside the palace of the ruler Potiphar or in his various facilities.

Among them are the farmers of the cotton and papyrus fields.

Most of the male and female workers are now at their workplaces.

Each worker's family lives in one of these rooms.

Why are these people so destitute? Why doesn't the ruler, Potiphar, show mercy to their situation?

Wait until you see the conditions of the workers in the palace and the farmers in the fields of the city of Thebes.

At the very least, we provide these people with a place to stay and food every day, and we take care of the women and children. Am I allowed to visit them whenever I want? I don't see any problem with that.

But it's better to request permission in advance from the ruler, Potiphar, and from Lady Zuleikha.

These are the people assigned to carry the litters.

Let's go.

Here, papyrus sheets are tanned.

Let the high status of Honifer live on.

Paper we use for writing. We used to use animal skins as scrolls for writing, but papyrus is much better.

Do you know how to write?

The One who created me taught me to write with my right hand.

This is good. How happy is the master with a servant who is skilled in reading and writing.

You said, who taught you that?

The one who has more right over me than I have over myself.

He knows all languages. It's okay, let's go.

In this place, linen is woven.

Linen is a type of fabric that we wrap around the waist or sew into clothes and garments.

The fine linen woven here is the best quality and is known as royal linen.

This workshop does not weave linen for anyone except those residing in the palace.

The workers here are keen to weave the most beautiful and delicate fabrics for Lady Zuleikha, who descends from the noble Egyptian lineage.

Let's go.

This is the pottery workshop. Welcome, Mr. Honeifer.

A cart passed over some pipes meant for carrying water and broke them. You need to replace them.

Is this suitable, sir? Yes, yes, this will be fine. Then I will start making it now. Good.

This is the palace's food storage.

In this place, all the grains and legumes for the palace bakery or kitchen are kept.

What is distracting you, man? Pay attention to your work.

Be very careful not to speak or utter a single word unless you are called or asked a question.

Zuleikha is an arrogant woman, like all those who live in the palace; she can be strict and merciless.

This is the palace kitchen, and here they prepare various kinds and dishes of food.

The food of the servants and slaves is separate.

There is direct interaction, and the nobles are separate. As for the dealings of the ruler Potiphar and his wife Zuleikha, they are kept apart from the others.

Why do they prepare so many kinds? Isn't it possible for everyone to eat from the same food?

What a naive question. The ruler Potiphar and Lady Zuleikha are not equal to the rest of the slaves and servants.

This is Yusuf. Starting today, Yusuf will help you distribute the food.

He is an educated boy and he can count on a tablet that we will give him.

The number of special meals for each group, so he can inform you about them.

Do you see the amount of longing in their eyes?

They have gathered here for you.

What brought you here? Go back and do your work. Come on, get to work.

Let's go.

This is the palace temple.

The ruler Potiphar, Lady Zuleikha, and the rest of the court come here for the rituals of worship.

We have dedicated this place to preserve our gods.

Do you mean to say that your gods are in need of a place? That goes without saying. We will not leave the gods out in the open to be harmed by the wind and rain.

Let the honorable one live happily, for the palace is right there.

I entrust you to inspect the palace in the morning.

So why now, in the middle of the day? Yuzarsif is with me so I can show him around the palace.

He wanted to get to know its sections and the residents in them.

What's the matter?

One of them stole gold and jewels.

They are both palace guards.

But they refuse to confess and keep accusing each other.

It's alright.

Let's leave this place. Which one do you think is the thief? I think it's the thin one.

I think Yamen should be hanged so that all the guards and workers in the palace take heed.

Make sure to hang them both together if they do not confess.

But I did not steal anything, I swear I did not steal the gold, sir. I do not understand anything from you two in the midst of this noise.

Sir Honefer, I swear by the gods that I am innocent, I have no guilt, have you ever seen me steal anything before?

It was not even my shift on the day the theft happened. I do not know why you brought me here, sir. In the end, we will know which of you is the thief.

So I advise you both to confess immediately and put an end to this farce.

But he says that you came to his post without him noticing you. Me?

I came to his post? That's pure fabrication.

He is lying to you, I made a mistake.

I was forced. You know? What can I say? I dozed off for a moment.

And was the palace deserted at that time so that only you could be seen and not the others? The guard must be prepared for everything before he comes to his post.

You should not have slept.

You are the one at fault. You neglected your post, and you claim things without any witness or proof.

But I am not worthy of such an act, I beg you to have mercy on me.

I am sorry. Release Nenefir Kebta and throw this thieving man in prison.

I am not someone of high status. I swear by the gods that I did not steal anything, please have mercy on me. The curse of the gods, Nenefir.

May the gods pour the arrows of their wrath upon you, Nenefir. Shut your mouth. Why are you hiding the truth?

Believe me, I am not a thief, O noble one. I swear I did not steal. I can reveal who the thief is.

No, my son.

You cannot do it. I assure you that I can.

Or do you not want to know who the thief is?

Yes, but how could you distinguish between the thief and the innocent?

I learned that from my father, for he is the most knowledgeable among people in the arts of judgment.

Are you sure? Yes, sir.

You will see that with your own eyes.

It's okay.

Woe.

I know the thief, so I advise him to confess and not to add more sins to his sins.

Actually, it wasn't my shift on the day the theft happened. Believe me, sir, he is the thief himself. I am not guilty.

I did not steal anything, I have no evidence to present, but I saw him as he was leaving the gold room. I know where Kamal is innocent.

Let his heart be at ease and his eyes be comforted, and I also know who the thief is.

Soon he will be exposed in front of the people.

Ask the honorable Hunifer to order the executioner to start beating me, the neck of the guilty is what I pointed to.

I. I only want to reveal the identity of the thief. Rodamon is fully prepared.

I will deal with him with one blow. It's enough for you to just point him out to me.

Honorable Rodamon.

Let these two suspects kneel.

Let the guards blindfold them. Execute.

The handkerchiefs.

I will give the thief one last chance to confess. If he admits his guilt now, I will pardon him.

But if he stalls and I am forced to reveal him myself, Rodmon will strike his neck immediately.

This is the thief, draw your sword from its sheath. But.

This is the thief, strike his neck. No, no.

I will confess. I stole the gold, I was wrong.

Forgive me, honorable Rodamon, do not strike my neck. Forgive me, forgive me, forgive me, please. You thought you would subdue us and get away with your deed, huh?

Well done, Yusuf. Well done. Take him away from here.

Well done, my son. You were amazing. I thought you would fail this test. Thank you very much. No, get up. Thank you very much, Yusuf.

If it weren't for you, I, the innocent one, would have been raised in prison. May the gods protect you.

If it weren't for my desire to save you from punishment, I would not have allowed Nini Far to be exposed in front of the people.

He is not as innocent as we think. If you dare to leave your post again, I will punish you. Thank you, sir. Thank you very much.

Alright, my son, my dear, let's go.

How clever and intelligent he is.

Did you see how he trapped him and exposed his matter?

He is handsome and clever. I still can't believe how a boy.

Tricked the thief in this way.

He imagined that his neck was about to be struck, so he quickly got up from his place.

And he confessed to his crime, admitting that he was the thief. He said, "Do not strike my neck, I have committed a crime, I stole the palace's gold, I will confess my sin."

This trick from Yousersif amazed everyone present. No one imagined that a child like him would be so clever.

I will renew my thanks to the governor for this precious gift he has given me. Yousersif is also skilled in writing.

From today, no one will eat more than he needs.

Yousersif took it upon himself to record the shares of the departments and their residents on a special chart. How happy the masters are with slaves who are skilled in writing and reading.

Which places did you choose to be the residence of Yousersif?

We haven't decided that yet. That's clear, in the slaves' quarters there's no need for a decision.

No, no, not among the slaves.

He must stay here inside the palace, in the room I showed him.

Tell me, Yusuf, did you like that room?

Thank you very much. If the lady of the palace allows, I would like my lodging to be close to the workers and slaves.

I am the one who decides where and with whom you stay and sleep. Do you understand that?

It is forbidden for any slave to be present inside the palace, and this, my lady, will arouse the envy of the other slaves.

When I and the master of this palace, the ruler Potiphar,

show affection towards her, others have no right to express their opinion.

O Yusuf.

My son, I have not been blessed with a child.

So consider me as your father, and if you ever face a problem, do not hesitate to come to me.

Thank you.

My poor father, we ask Allah to grant him sabr.

O wolves of Canaan, I am calling you.

I am calling you, can you hear me? Why are you silent? Father?

And can wolves speak like us?

No, my son, but the wolves will submit to me.

And they will submit to my command by the will of Allah.

Look, look, here he comes, my son.

What destruction have you brought upon your brother Yusuf.

Why don't you answer me, Levi?

We told you the wolf. You are lying. The wolf was more cunning, and said he had no knowledge of Yusuf. The wolf?

But father, how can the wolf deny it? I heard what he said.

He spoke to our father, he said he never harmed Yusuf at all.

Admit what you did to Yusuf before it's too late. There is still a chance.

In reality, do not repeat what we said before. The wolf did not harm Yusuf.

Do not slander the wolf. What happened to Yusuf was by your own hands, you human wolves.

Repent to Allah and reveal the truth of what happened.

Allah does not open the door of repentance to just anyone, especially to those whose hearts are like stone.

Farewell, Malik, hoping to meet again. Farewell.

I am your son. Go ahead.

Send Yuzarsi to me immediately.

We are with the delegate Dai Sinel.

And I have become certain that I will never be blessed with a child.

And why should you remain deprived of the blessing of children because of a problem with your husband.

It has only been a few years since our marriage, my lord, so how can we know that we will not be blessed with a child in the coming days.

Also, my affection and respect for the god of the ruler Potiphar are sincere, and are not tainted by any desire for motherhood.

I never doubt the sincerity of your affection for me, and Yusuf was a reward for your sincere affection toward me.

I knew you would be pleased to take a son like Yusuf as an adopted child.

Nothing brings joy to my heart like your love for me.

And Yusuf will be honored by me, because he is a gift.

If it happens that we are blessed with a child one day.

Do you think he will be as beautiful and attractive as Yusuf?

Maybe.

But without a doubt, he will not be as clever and intelligent as him.

What did you do for Lady Zuleikha to exaggerate so much in praising and glorifying you?

The trick that Yusuf used today to reveal the identity of the gold thief.

It amazed everyone in the palace, my lord.

The talk in the palace almost never stops about how captivating Yusuf is. Everyone says that Yusuf exposed the matter of Nini Farkab Tafsujan.

You have proven since the very first day that you are worthy of being adopted as Lady Zuleikha's son.

I heard myself that they decided to adopt him as their son.

Zuleikha agreed to adopt Yusuf as her son.

She didn't say anything, but she seemed to agree.

What is the truth of the rumors I heard, my lady?

I have no knowledge of them.

But I think it is about Yusuf. Is it true that you have decided to adopt him as a son?

A good choice, isn't it? But this goes against the traditions of our fathers and the beliefs of the people of Egypt.

Yusuf is a foreigner from a lower race, and it is not fitting for a noble daughter like you to take him as a son.

Once you adopt him as a son, his reputation will rise, and he will gain a high status.

And what about his faith and beliefs? And how do you know he is not an enemy of Amun and opposed to the religion of the people of Egypt?

How strange are the things you say.

Young shoots are pliable and flexible.

You can easily resist any crookedness.

I advise you to reconsider what you have decided.

This is not in your best interest.

I have made a decision that I will not go back on, and I ask you to support me instead of discouraging me.

Then I will throw my last card.

Today I went to the sorcerer of the Temple of Amun, my lady, and I gave him the name and description of Yousarif.

Do you know what he said?

He told me that this boy is an enemy of Zuleikha.

And that he will be the reason for her status to decline, and he will make her hate the gods.

He also said that you will turn away from the gods and devote yourself to worshiping another god.

What nonsense are you repeating?

He is nothing more than a boy, and from now on I can teach him, raise him, and shape him as I wish and desire.

Prepare him starting tomorrow so he comes to me every day.

I want to introduce him to the traditions of the people of Egypt and teach him their laws.

Help me in this task.

I only said what I said out of concern.

I will do as you wish, my lady, but.

Do not blame me for any shortcomings in giving advice.

I came to take the lunch of the ruler Potiphar.

No food and no talking until Yusuf arrives. He has been entrusted with the task of preparing and selecting the food. How quickly he slipped into the palace.

I learned that Potiphar and Zuleikha wish to take him as their son.

Step aside, step aside.

The number of workers and residents in the palace is recorded by Yusuf.

Do not give anyone more food than what Yusuf decides.

Twenty duties for the palace guards.

Twenty meals. The number of temple priests does not exceed five people, so why twenty?

Do you want to deprive the temple gods of food?

I have not seen gods reaching out their hands for food.

No, you are mistaken. Shouldn't we offer the provisions of the creation to the gods so that they may bless them?

And who will eat these extra meals after the gods have bestowed their favor upon you?

And bless the food. The food that the gods bless goes to the priests and the servants of the temple.

This means that every priest eats four times as much as others. This explains why the temple priests are always more overweight.

The priests and their relatives grow fatter day by day under the pretext of the blessing of the temple gods, while the majority of the laborers in the palace.

Yes, you are right.

And what if the gods of the temple do not bless our food, we slaves? Maybe the food will rot inside our stomachs.

Stop that.

If you dare to serve the temple, at least respect the sanctity of its gods. Come on.

That witch slipped away and went to find Liozarsif.

It is written that the number of temple priests and workers does not exceed five.

So provide the temple with five meals. This is none of your business. Today we will take twenty portions as we used to do in the past.

Today I will give the priests what they ask for, until I present the matter to the honorable Hunefer.

Glory be to the God who humbled the priests. No one has dared until now to object to the greed of these people. Well done, our father, well done.

The beginning was exposing Nini in Verkabta, and now exposing these priests.

Did you see how this boy dealt with Ben Nefer Kapta and sent him to prison immediately? He is a clever and brave boy. Hunefer has arrived.

How are things going, Yousersif? Did you face any problem? No, sir.

Yousersif quarreled with some of the temple priests.

He wanted to prevent their greed. There was a certain word behind that.

It seems to me that she and the rest of the temple priests are plotting something against this boy.

Is the food for the dignitary ready? Yes, counselor. Bring it, and we won't leave.

Come with me, Yusuf. Distribute the food according to the approved count every day, until Yusuf returns.

Let's go.

You weren't present to see the residents of the palace mocking us. All the workers and servants sided with him.

Potiphar appointed a boy and made him responsible for distributing food to the residents of the palace. Hunifer holds his position in this post.

There is no doubt that he disbelieves in our gods and refuses to perform sujud to them.

If that is the case, I will never allow him to save himself.

I will speak to Potiphar and Lady Zuleikha about this boy, do not worry at all.

Nimi Sabo, what is the matter? What are you doing? Is it true that you are a disbeliever and do not worship our gods?

What do you mean by your words? Just a little while ago I heard the priest Khufu speaking to the temple servant, telling him that he will strive to kill you if it is proven to him that you do not perform sujud to our gods.

Nothing bad or harmful will happen to me except by the will of my Lord. Tell me, are you a disbeliever?

Take this from me in one word: I am not a disbeliever. Rather, I worship Allah and prostrate to Him. Which god are you talking about?

About your god, my god, the Lord of all worlds.

Alright, I am relieved now.

Do you know that Allah sent you so you could save and rescue me?

Are you talking to me? No, no, no, I was talking to myself.

It's okay, go. Are you coming so we can play?

Okay, I'll come.

I wish you had been present so you could see the palace workers siding with him and mocking the priests.

But how can a small boy mock and insult the priests of the temple of the gods? He started exposing them, saying they collect food in the name of the gods and then eat it.

That's why he keeps getting fatter. I will bring up the matter with him and reproach him. My lady has no doubt that he.

Disbelieves in the god Amun and refuses to perform sujud to the gods.

My lady, Master Potifar is waiting for you.

It is time to eat. Watch this boy carefully.

If he angers the masters of the temple, his life will be in danger.