"You are really very resourceful, how could you invite Old Man Xia here?"
Ying Chengyu said to the women surrounding him.
"Your Majesty will make fun of us and our sisters. How can we entertain people with sex here if we have such abilities?"
"That's right, Lord, why did you come here? If you had been here last night, nothing would have happened to the manager."
"The steward has a different status from us. The doctors from the Imperial Medical Office came yesterday. Today the Imperial Doctor is here in person. Is there anything wrong?"
Ying Chengyu narrowed his eyes.
Of course not!
When officials of Qin in Xianyang had difficult and complicated diseases, they always came to see people from the Imperial Medical Office.
Therefore, it is reasonable that the doctor from the Imperial Medical Office arrived in time for such an urgent matter as the steward committed suicide last night.
But when the imperial physician Ling Xia Wuji came in person, it was different.
The steward of the building was a young Qin official with an annual salary of one hundred dan. There were so many such officials in Xianyang City, how could Xia Wuqie be allowed to attend in person?
Don't look at the palace. The first emperor is sick and Xia Wuqi goes away. The eldest son is sick and Xia Wuqi goes away.
But in fact, the official position of the imperial physician is Qin State Shangqing, with an annual salary of two thousand dan, making him an absolute high-ranking official in Qin State!
Most of the patients Xia Wuche saw were members of the royal family, and there were definitely few who were of low status.
"Steward, you wake up!"
The oval-faced beauty screamed in surprise, echoing throughout the room.
As soon as the girls heard this, they ran past Ying Chengyu in a swarm and rushed to the bed. In the process, there was inevitably physical contact. Among the girls, some of them were playful and even played with the bird.
Ying Chengyu was able to pay hundreds of gold to the steward who often served him. This financial affection was seen by all the girls.
"Steward, it's great that you're okay."
"Steward, you finally woke up!"
"Would you like some water? I'll get it!"
The girls were chattering.
How much of it is sincere and how much of it is fake, I don’t know.
"Master."
The steward did not make any noise with the girls, and sat up with the help of the oval-faced beauty, with weakness clearly visible on his bloodless face.
"Tell me why you committed suicide." Ying Chengyu stepped forward and said with no mercy on the steward's pretty face.
The steward was in pain, but he didn't dare to cry out. He looked at Ying Chengyu with his big eyes pleadingly.
"Master, just let the steward go."
"You haven't broken your promise yet."
"Master, are you really fined three years' salary?"
Through the dialogue between the women, Ying Chengyu pieced together the reason for the female steward's suicide.
Last night, after the group of aristocratic children came to the balcony, they took all the concubines in the balcony, and actually held an unobstructed meeting in the balcony hall, between the inner and outer doors.
A concubine is a slave and has no right to resist. Even if she is extremely humiliated, she can only flatter her.
If it were just like this, the female steward would just smile and collect the money without saying a word.
Who cares about the concubine's psychology?
They are not human.
But the bad thing is, these people demand that prostitutes do the same thing.
As mentioned before, prostitutes have certain rights. They can choose to accept clients or not, and they can also choose to go to bed or not.
But the reason why it is said to be a certain right is that in most cases, they still have to obey the requests of the guests, because they are also subject to revenue assessment.
But they seem to be much better than female stewards. They are not evaluated on a yearly basis, but on a monthly basis.
If you pass the monthly assessment, you don't need to go to prison, you can just leave from the balcony.
However, if they are used to doing romantic things and eating delicacies from the mountains and seas, can they get used to the life of the common people after they go out?
Can't get used to it.
Without guests to entertain them, no matter how hard they work, they will not be able to eat good food. It is easy to go from frugality to luxury, but it is difficult to go from luxury to frugality!
Even if they have strong willpower, can do hard work, and can eat a simple diet, that won't work.
The men work hard and have insufficient food and wages.
Women's textiles are not enough for clothing.
Exhaust all the world's resources to serve his government.
Men work hard every day, but they can't fill their stomachs.
Women work hard every day to spin, but they can't guarantee that the clothes will be enough.
All the money in the world was used to support the rule of the First Emperor.
They are pampered and their physical strength is ten times worse than those outside women who spin yarn all year round. Therefore, their spinning efficiency will be ten times worse.
The Qin women who often spin yarn can barely support themselves. Even if they, prostitutes, are not afraid of hardship and tiredness and work day and night, there are only two possibilities - death of exhaustion or death of starvation.
Therefore, when all the guests on the terrace reached an agreement that if their needs were not met today, they would call on all their friends to never come to the terrace again tomorrow, these beauties were in a dilemma.
If you agree, this kind of thing can be done once and for all, and from now on you will be like those concubines, no longer treated as human beings, and there will be no possibility of turning over.
If you don't agree, you will fail the assessment at the end of the month and you will die if you leave.
Of course, you can also stay on the balcony.
But that would turn her into a concubine who has no control over her life and death. It is better to agree now and still keep a fig leaf.
Seeing this, the female steward stepped forward to smooth things over, and upon hearing this, the guests came up with a second plan.
If the steward of the building can accompany them to the meeting, he can let the prostitutes go, and one person can be replaced by a group of people. Can he be replaced?
This second plan immediately puts the pressure on the female steward.
The female steward smiled and delayed, and asked someone to go to Chang'an Jun's Mansion to invite Ying Chengyu.
Ying Chengxuan was taking a bath in Xianyang Palace at that time, and the people who went to the balcony were naturally in vain.
The female steward pinned her hopes on Ying Chengyu, but Ying Chengyu didn't come. The female steward was only a little disappointed, but not desperate yet.
She thought that in the worst case, she shouldn't accept the offer today, and she would discuss it later when Ying Chengyu comes tomorrow.
Ying Chengxuan contributes half of the hotel's revenue, and every time he comes, he has to ask several beauties to sleep with him.
I dare not say too much, but it is still okay to charge all the prostitutes in the building for a month.
All the guests came today to take revenge on Ying Chengyu and the female steward.
When he saw that no one was calling Ying Chengxuan from the balcony, he was disappointed and focused all his anger on the female steward.
They took out a roll of paper that had been written a long time ago. The general meaning of it was that Ying Chengyu was fined three years' salary.
At the end of the document are the signatures and signatures of so many of them.
The female steward took a closer look and became desperate.
Because if the words above are false, these people are spreading rumors, and these bamboo slips are evidence, and they will be punished by Qin law.
Spreading rumors about a nobleman is not a prison sentence, it is cutting off one's tongue.
These guests dared to write this, indicating that it was true. Ying Chengyu was really fined three years of salary, and Ying Chengyu had no money.
