Ying Chengyu didn't respond.
As if he was too lazy to pay attention to the servant, he put his second finger into the female steward's mouth with a wicked smile.
The female steward's face turned red and she gave Ying Chengyu a charming look.
This look was completely different from what she had just looked like.
Ying Chengqiao laughed heartily, humming songs, eating wine, playing with girls, and continued his monotonous and depraved life.
"Human beings are worse than animal skins! I am thirty-eight years old and I have never heard of this!"
"Treat people like animals! How could your Majesty have such a brother! How could the Ying family have such a son! Great Qin is unfortunate!"
"I heard what my father said, this son made a lot of nonsense in the court today and dramatized the Analects of Confucius. He is not a human being!"
Some guests noticed what happened here, looked indignant, and whispered, expressing contempt for what Ying Chengyu did.
They couldn't stand what Ying Chengyu did, and they felt that what Ying Chengyu did was really insulting.
They didn't consider the feelings of the person involved, they just wanted to express their disdain for Ying Chengyu.
What's the best way to get closer to a Qin person?
He scolded Ying Cheng.
On the table not far from Ying Chengxuan's table, there were two pots of wine and four plates of dishes. There were four people sitting around, all dressed in Confucian attire.
There are no beauties around the four Confucian scholars. It's not that they can't afford to find beauties, but they are reluctant to part with them because they are too expensive.
As soon as they entered the inner door of the balcony and saw Ying Chengyu holding two beauties alone, jealousy filled their eyes.
The two beauties were not two concubines, but two prostitutes, which made the jealousy in their eyes even more intense.
The beauties in the balcony are roughly divided into two types.
One is concubine, slave status.
The other type is a prostitute, who is an ordinary person and enters the building voluntarily.
The concubine has no right to choose. The guest has to accept the order, drink with her, sleep with her, and play tricks. Even if she dies, the guest only needs to pay a high amount of money, and there is no need to pay with his life.
Prostitutes, on the other hand, have a certain range of autonomy and can choose whether to accept clients and whether to sell themselves.
They have official status and receive salaries from the court.
If a prostitute is killed, the guests not only have to pay for their lives, but also have to confiscate a huge amount of wealth.
The four Confucian scholars had been secretly paying attention to Ying Chengyu and witnessed the entire incident.
Hearing that people around them were expressing their condemnation and dissatisfaction with Ying Chengyu, the four Confucian scholars made eye contact and felt that the opportunity had come.
The youngest scholar, who was three or four years older than the servants on the ground, stood up, slapped the table with his palm, and said angrily: "Chang'an Lord is too ridiculous!"
The guests all gathered their attention, the music of silk and bamboo paused for a moment, the female steward frowned, and the wine dripped from her brow.
Where did this young boy come from to cause trouble on the balcony?
After provoking Chang'an Jun, the money in the tower's account today will not be the same as yesterday!
Listening to the voice that still had a hint of a drake's voice, she judged that the speaker was not very old.
Just as she was about to deal with the matter, Ying Chengyu cast his eyes casually on her face, clasped her teeth with two fingers, and said with a half-smile, "Don't stop."
In the building, Ying Chengyu's words were no worse than the imperial edict, and the female steward could only continue to show off his ventriloquism.
At this moment, the young Confucian scholar came over with an angry look on his face.
"There is something in the Book of Rites and Confucianism! Confucianism can be loved but cannot be robbed, can be approached but cannot be forced, and can be killed but cannot be humiliated. The Lord of Chang'an can comment on the Analects of Confucius! His Majesty appointed him , you can ask Chunyu Pu to shoot the great scholar who asked for advice! Please Lord Chang'an, please teach me what this sentence means!"
"I am neither your father nor your mother, and I don't want to recognize you as my adopted son. What should I teach you to do?"
It was obviously the first time for the young Confucian scholar to encounter a foul-mouthed person like Ying Chengyu, and his face turned red with anger.
If I want to scold him back, I feel it is unbecoming of me, but if I don't scold him back, I will feel uneasy.
Being in a dilemma for a moment, I stood there speechless and choked on Ying Chengyu's words.
On the desk, a Confucian scholar in his thirties with a beard spoke up to help the young Confucian scholar.
"I never thought that Mr. Chang'an would be such an indecent person who talks filthy words! Ping'er was kind enough to ask for advice, but you actually spoke harshly. It's really an embarrassment to His Majesty!"
Ying Chengyu made a sound.
"Stop being a coward. The four of you have been staring at me since you walked in. You are not a good bird. The old and the young have no ability, are ugly, and are poor, staring at me lewdly. Two beauties spend half the day together, and they don't have the money to find a concubine to fill the scene."
The female steward didn't look back at first. She didn't know who the people behind were, and she was a little worried about the conflict between these people and Ying Chengyu.
Those who can enter the tower must be rich, powerful, or powerful.
No matter which side suffers a loss in this conflict and no longer comes to Loutai, it is Loutai's loss.
After listening to Ying Chengyu's words, the female steward no longer worried at all, and she groaned and leaned her body against Ying Chengyu's body.
Four people can't even afford to order a girl. Listening to what they say, they are probably four rotten people, so don't pay attention to them.
Although the food and drinks on the terrace are expensive, the money earned from the two is only a fraction of the beauty's wine and sleep.
Most of the profits of the terrace are through beauties, and the food and wine are just embellishments.
Most of the people who can only order food and drinks are ordinary people who have saved money for a year and have little power.
"I, Zhang Ping, care about the world! How could I be a shameless person like you who is greedy for flesh and blood!"
Zhang Ping felt that his words were very good. He not only showed his noble ambitions but also belittled Ying Chengyu. He killed two birds with one stone and looked back at his teacher with some pride.
Unexpectedly, he saw that the three teachers looked ugly and showed no appreciation for him.
Zhang Ping was very confused. What I said was so good. Why did the teachers look like this?
There would be nothing wrong with saying this to Ying Chengyu outside, but it would be inappropriate on the balcony.
Where is the balcony?
Most people come here not to be arty and listen to music and talk about lyrics, but to play with women!
Zhang Ping's words indeed belittled Ying Chengyu, but they also belittled most of the people in the building!
The thirty-year-old Confucian scholar was already a little dissatisfied when he saw the looks in his eyes from the guests around him, so he hurriedly changed the topic.
"The meaning of this sentence in "Confucianism" is: Confucian scholars accept kindness but not coercion. They can be moved by emotion and understand by reason. They can be reckless and intimidating, but it will not work. They can be killed, but they cannot be insulted. Chang'an At first, Jun was furious at the animal skins being spread on the ground, but in the end, he let a living person lie on the ground. Don't you feel ashamed, ridiculous, and funny, Chang'an Jun? What kind of virtue does a person like Chang'an Jun have to do "The Analects of Confucius"? "Where are the notes?"
The four Confucian scholars were very angry about Ying Chengyu's version of the Analects. They came here today to find ways to make Ying Chengyu lose his moral character.
This allowed the great Confucians to target the court and persuade the First Emperor to burn the deviant annotations on the Analects!
The four of them sat here, eating the food and wine that usually took the two of them a quarter of an hour to eat, and finally waited for what they thought was the perfect opportunity.
They were already prepared for a three-hundred-round battle with Ying Chengyu, and they had prepared their plans in advance.
For example, if Ying Chengxuan says that this is a subordinate minister.
They retorted that ministers were also human beings.
Confucius said that there is no difference in education. We and our ministers all have two eyes, one nose, one mouth, and two ears. Does Mr. Chang'an think that he looks different?
No matter which aspect Ying Chengyu came from, they could find words to refute.
Their eyes were shining with green light, staring at Ying Chengyu like four hungry wolves, waiting for Ying Chengyu to speak, and then refuting Ying Chengyu to pieces, thereby rectifying the name of "The Analects of Confucius"!
Ying Chengyu used his other hand that was not in the stewardess's mouth to touch the balls of the beauty next to him.
This action naturally attracted the envious, jealous, and hateful looks of the four people.
This guy is so damned!
"I think what they said makes sense, so get up."
Ying Chengyu said to the servant lying on the ground.
The servant's face changed greatly when he heard this.
stand up? Getting up means going to Lishan to be imprisoned! It means going to die!
"It makes no sense! Your Majesty, my subordinates are willing to lie down!"
"But they said that I was insulting you, and you can't be killed but not humiliated."
Why don't you four die?
The servant roared in his heart and said flatteringly: "Your Majesty did not insult me. What the four guests talked about was "Confucianism", which is the behavior of Confucian gentlemen. I am a subordinate minister, not a gentleman."
From the corner of his eye, the servant caught a glimpse of the two figures approaching from the balcony who were about to drag him away.
With tears in his eyes, he begged Ying Chengyu: "Master, please let me lie here! I lied here voluntarily! Please let me lie here!"
Which is more important, life or dignity?
There is nothing wrong with a servant choosing life and four Confucian scholars choosing dignity.
Everyone has their own choice.
But if the four Confucian scholars want to make choices for the servants, or to achieve their purpose of correcting the name of "The Analects of Confucius", then they are making a big mistake!
The faces of the four Confucian scholars were extremely ugly.
They didn't expect Ying Chengyu to play such a trick. Instead of refuting them, he agreed and wanted to release the servant.
As a result, the servant retorted on the spot. Although his tone was tactful, it was a gentle slap! That's a slap too! Or a slap from a subordinate!
Being humiliated by this official, the four people's faces were as dark as water, and they were furious.
What is a minister? Just a slave! Do you really think of yourself as a human being?
