Inside the building, the building was empty.
Everyone left. The servant lying on the ground lowered his head and did not dare to get up for a long time.
There were many trampled marks on his back, left by the guests who had just been taken to Tingwei's prison.
When the guests passed by the servants, they did not go around or step on them. They regarded the servants as part of the floor tiles and walked straight past.
The servant was trampled and half of his life was lost. He complained inwardly, but still did not stand up.
Stand up and your whole life is gone.
Two balcony guards came over, picked up the servant like a dead dog, and dragged him away.
The servant did not struggle to resist, because there was no point in it. This was his fate, and the fate of thousands of subordinates and concubines.
"etc."
The female steward called the two guards.
The servant's originally dull eyes suddenly burst out with bright light, and he threw himself in front of the female steward.
He wanted to say something flattering, but he remembered that the strong Zhao sound in his accent had offended the female steward the previous time, so he didn't dare to speak.
He just knelt there, raising a fawning smile, like a pug wagging its tail begging for mercy.
The stewardess frowned and stepped back. The bloodstained servant made her feel deeply uncomfortable.
She threw dozens of coins to the servant in disgust.
"Chang'an Lord rewards you. From now on, when Chang'an Lord comes to the balcony, you will lie down here."
"only!"
The servant responded with great joy, and knocked his head on the ground with a thumping sound. He held the money under his body with both hands, as if he was afraid that someone would snatch it away.
Slaves had no salary, and the rewards given by their guests were their only source of income.
And this only source of income is actually a blessing and a curse.
Qin law stipulates that no looting is allowed, and violators will be put to death. As long as there is robbery, it is a dead end, even if it is slave robbery.
But killing a slave and then taking the dead person's property is not considered robbery. The murderer only needs to pay the money for killing the slave.
Therefore, once a slave's money is more than the compensation for killing the slave, then the slave will only die.
To kill a subordinate, one gold was required, and one gold was worth a thousand gold.
There is a huge difference between dozens of coins and one gold, so the servants will not be in danger of their lives because of these dozens of coins.
Sister, I got another thirty-six yuan, and I will definitely redeem you.
The servant secretly said.
He was very grateful to Ying Chengyu in his heart.
Because Ying Chengyu not only saved him, but also gave him a reward.
But the servant seemed to have forgotten that he fell into a life and death crisis precisely because of Ying Chengyu's words.
…
Zhangtai Palace.
Ying Chengyu took off his veil and when he entered the hall, he saw Ying Fusu holding a roll of bamboo slips in despair. He glanced at Gai Nie suspiciously.
Is this sultry man lying to me? How can my eldest nephew be so active? Isn't he still the same as the court?
Ge Nie also didn’t know the reason.
When he went out, Ying Fusu was still very proud and full of energy, but why did he become like this in the blink of an eye.
If he were outside, he might reply to Ying Chengxuan, "Nie doesn't know."
But in Zhangtai Palace, in front of the First Emperor, he couldn't be so casual.
Gai Nie shook his head slightly, not only to indicate that he did not lie to Ying Fusu, but also to say that he did not know why Ying Fusu behaved like this.
Gai Nie closed the palace door and consciously stood at the door to guard Zhangtai Palace, his hand resting on the hilt of his sword.
"What is the eldest nephew holding in his hand? Take a look at it, uncle!" Ying Fusu's hand was empty, and the bamboo slip was slipped into his hand by Ying Cheng.
"Uncle, no, this is my father's will!" Ying Fusu exclaimed in shock.
The young master is in trouble!
Although the edict is not an imperial edict stamped with a jade seal, it is ultimately written by His Majesty himself. How could he be so despised!
Gai Nie, who was guarding the door, also felt his heart sink, worried about Ying Chengyu.
"I'll pay you back after just two glances, don't be so stingy!"
Ying Chengyu's nonchalant reply made the worried hearts of Ying Fusu and Gai Nie beat wildly.
Previously, Ying Chengyu didn't know that what Ying Fusu took was the will, so he could claim that those who didn't know were not guilty.
But now Ying Fusu clearly reminded him that Ying Chengxuan still had the same attitude towards the will. This was a knowing and intentional violation.
"Uncle, return it to Fusu quickly!"
My father has a violent temper, and he just told me the price of despising him.
Now, wouldn't my uncle's move be a direct result of his father's anger?
If my uncle is punished by his father for this, it is all Fusu's fault!
Gai Nie didn't dare to say anything, and kept his attention behind him.
The great change in the appearance of the eldest son was caused by the anger of the First Emperor. The young master disrespected the First Emperor by despising the decree. The young master was brought into trouble, and the First Emperor was furious. I am afraid he will suffer a big loss today!
"Don't make any noise!"
There were not many words on the bamboo slips. Ying Chengyu read them quickly and frowned.
He went to court again and "explained" the Analects of Confucius.
If Ying Fusu still wants to go to Shangjun, then what is the meaning of everything he has done?
Get rid of his eldest nephew Ying Fusu.
Ying Chengyu smiled playfully, and moved closer to Ying Zheng under the eyes of Ying Fusu trying to persuade him not to do so. He poked his head from Ying Zheng's shoulder, stared at the bamboo slips approved by Ying Zheng and said, "Is the emperor busy?"
Uncle is gone!
"Father! My uncle made an unintentional mistake! He didn't mean to peek at the memorial!" Ying Fusu shouted even faster.
Take a peek at His Majesty’s Memorial! Young master, you are going to risk your life for being loose!
Gai Nie Jian's heart was trembling, and he didn't care about guarding the palace door. He turned around and looked at it, feeling impulsive and leading Ying Chengyu to break open the palace door and rush out of Xianyang Palace.
Before the First Emperor of Qin, all memorials were first delivered to the prime minister's house for review.
Only when the prime minister cannot solve the problem or is unable to take charge will the memorial be sent to King Qin's case.
After the First Emperor took charge, one of the decrees issued was that all memorials must be presented to his case first.
Ying Zheng made the matter of reviewing memorials a unique privilege of the Qin kings - memorials were presented to the First Emperor by Qin officials and could not be reviewed by a second person.
Lu Buwei, who was the last one to review the memorial and violate the royal power, would be six years old if he were reincarnated smoothly now.
"What are you doing here, you idiot?" Ying Zheng pushed Ying Chengyu's head away and said disgustedly: "Stay away from me, why are you coming from the balcony? Don't let this rosy air get on me."
Anyone who heard these words could hear the closeness in the First Emperor's strong dislike.
Ying Fusu's anxious expression first turned stiff, and then turned to bewilderment.
The Queen Mother rebelled and is still imprisoned in Yongdi by her father.
My uncle violated the royal rights, but my father didn't care?
Gai Nie turned around silently and continued to stare coldly at the door. His hand on the hilt of the sword was trembling slightly, because he wanted to slash himself with the sword a few hours ago.
It is better that the relationship between the young master and the First Emperor is so close, so good that the young master can even read the memorials at will.
The First Emperor could trust the young master so much. What did I think at that time? How could I suspect that the young master wanted to rebel? !
"I understand, I understand, the emperor has six palaces, and he can't stand the vulgar fans on the balcony."
"Nonsense! I review two thousand stones of memorials every day! How can I spend my energy on the Sixth Palace!"
Ying Chengxuan looked at Ying Zheng with sympathy, moved his body sideways to block Ying Fusu's sight, and said in a voice that only Ying Zheng could hear: "Brother Emperor, are you overindulging in sex and you can't do it anymore?"
"..."
If my sword hadn't been kicked out of the palace, I would have chopped this stick in half!
