November 14, balcony.
The once silent tower was now bustling with people, including wealthy gentry, wealthy businessmen, dignitaries, and common people who could not afford to get in in the past.
Tomorrow is the day when the First Emperor's new Qin laws will be implemented. This tower that was erected in the Spring and Autumn Period will collapse in the Qin Dynasty. From then on, the dignitaries were able to keep concubines for fun.
But the common people and wealthy businessmen were in misfortune. They did not meet the conditions for keeping concubines.
The former's financial resources are limited, and life is difficult for ordinary people. How can they have the money to maintain concubines.
The status of the latter was restricted. Merchants were of low status, and the number of concubines they could keep was strictly limited to no more than three.
Therefore, in the past few days before it was demolished, the originally bleak business building was always bustling with people. This was the last carnival, the last indulgence.
In addition to the New Qin Law promulgated by the First Emperor, there was another person who played a key role in causing this phenomenon. His name was Marxism-Leninism.
Marxism-Leninism was from the State of Zhao, and Zhao Ming was a subordinate. When he was about to be taken away to serve his sentence, he was humiliated by a famous scholar in Xianyang. Marxism-Leninism endured humiliation and endured heavy burdens, comparable to the Yue King Gou Jian who suffered hardships by lying on his firewood. Many times he treated himself like an animal skin on the ground and endured the humiliation of being trampled on. In the end, not only did he achieve freedom, but he also helped his sister escape from slavery, and became a steward of the building and received royal food.
Since the tower was established in the Qin State, there have never been only female stewards. Marxism and Lenin were the first male stewards of the tower.
With the official establishment of Marxism-Leninism, people have no worries about food and clothing, so they are full, warm and full of lust. In a place like the pavilion, the prostitutes in the pavilion rely on the salary of Marxism-Leninism and can only pay a few rewards. But there is no personal freedom at all in the tower. The concubines under the control of Marxism-Leninism can have as many people as they want, and as many times as they want.
The beauty is like water, living on the balcony, kneeling on the ground and the moon is full. The Marxist-Leninist people who are near the water get the moon first, and they give it to each other every day until they run out of ammunition and food, and they don't stop until the round full moon is covered with white frost and never shakes off.
In a guest room on the second floor, obscene clothes, handkerchiefs, and gauze skirts were randomly thrown on the floor. There were several ropes on the bed, one end was wrapped around the head and foot of the bed, and the other end was tied to the concubine's fair and tender hands and feet.
"Steward, no, no."
The concubine's eyes were full of fear and her face was full of pleading.
Marx held a candle in his hand, his pale face spoke of the numerous battles he had fought recently, and the playful joy in his eyes was crueler than that of a cat teasing a mouse.
Tick tock~
Tick tock~
"Ah! Steward! Spare me! Spare me!"
The hot wax dripped onto the fair skin, forming small blisters as it solidified into lumps.
The concubine cried, howled, and begged for mercy. Her snow-white neck was stretched to its maximum length, as if it was about to be torn off. Her fingers were clenched into fists, and her knuckles were bulging white. Her toes were bent like hooks and her insteps were bent like bows.
A sickly smile appeared on Ma Li's face, and he lowered the candle held above his concubine's slim waist. The flames burned and the hair made a tingling sound, and wisps of green smoke emitted the smell of burnt feathers.
The concubine's cry suddenly increased by eight loudspeakers, and her delicate body was upright and the heavy bed board made a loud bang. It was like a carp that was exposed to the scorching sun on the shore, struggling crazily.
"Hahahahaha! Scream, scream as hard as you can! Scream!"
Marx laughed wildly and sickly, his eyes were violent and the candle flame suddenly moved down to touch the concubine's skin. The concubine let out a cry that was not human but like a dying animal. Her eyes turned white and she was in pain.
Just when Marx's face flushed with excitement, he took out a wooden stick with branches that had not been cleaned. A Qin sword appeared out of nowhere and sliced Marx's palm.
Malin let go and flinched in pain. The tip of Qin Jian's sword trembled slightly and he picked up the unowned candle. The candle flew low and landed in the brass basin. It stabbed and made no sound.
Swish swish swish~
Qin's sword danced wildly in the air, cutting off the ropes that tied the concubine's hands and feet. The concubine's body was freed and she curled up like a cooked prawn. Her smooth back was smeared with an alluring and ambiguous light against the pink bed curtain. faint.
The blade of the Qin sword was placed across Ma Li's neck. It was different from the copper-green color of the ordinary Qin sword, but a bright silvery white.
The one holding the sword is a man in black wearing a black gauze hat, whose true appearance cannot be seen clearly. His eyes were fixed on the concubine on the bed, his voice was hoarse and full of murderous intent.
"When Sister Qin left her post as manager, she asked you to take good care of the sisters on the balcony. You promised so much, but in the end you took care of her like this? You deserve to be killed!"
A steward on the balcony did not have a surname, and his only name was the character "qin". When Ying Chengxuan left Xianyang City, Qin, who was a secret guard, withdrew with Ying Chengxuan, leaving his official position to Ma Li, who was very popular in the building.
The man in black raised his hand, and Qin's sword was about to fall.
After the man in black spoke, Marx's face, which was still panic-stricken at first, immediately turned into one of unruly expression.
"How presumptuous! Do you know who I am? I am a Marxist-Leninist. I was given my name by you personally, and I have done great service for you. You dare to touch me?"
The man in black had his sword hanging in the air, as if he was shocked by Marx's words.
Seeing this, the Marxists did not retreat but advanced. They snatched the Qin sword from the man in black and pushed the man in black's chest with his hand.
The man in black, who was highly skilled in martial arts, didn't dodge for some reason. He was pushed back by the horsemen. He staggered five or six steps and almost fell to the ground.
[Am I so powerful? ]
Suspicion flashed through Marx's mind. Although the fierce battles for more than ten days were mostly due to the use of weapons, close combats also occurred every day. He is now a little unsteady just standing, and his legs and feet are weak as if they don't belong to him.
This doubt was quickly driven away by arrogance. Ma Li slapped Concubine Li on her buttocks and said three words, "Get off." Concubine Li jumped out of bed like a frightened rabbit and knelt down in front of Ma Li with ease.
The Marxist-Leninist man sat on the bed, stretched out his legs into his concubine's arms, and looked down upon the man in black who was holding his chest and panting.
"Are you just a secret guard like Qin? Why do you want you to come to me?"
"kill you."
"Kill me? Hahahahaha!"
Ma Li pulled his concubine's hair and laughed ferociously as she moaned in pain.
"You will kill me no matter who you kill. Without me, how could you destroy the three great families?"
He weighed the Qin sword in his hand.
"Qin heard about the incident on the balcony, so she sent you here?"
The man in black said nothing, which was the acquiescence in Marx and Lenin's eyes.
Throwing Qin Jian to the man in black, Ma Lie grabbed his hair and pressed it down to vent his anger.
"Go back and tell Qin that I am in charge of the building now, not her. Everyone is gone. What do you still care about these concubines? Do you really think of these concubines as sisters?"
The eyes of the concubine who lowered her head and hesitated were full of fear, not hatred, but regret.
"Your Majesty should have asked me to be the steward of the building. With me here, the business of this building would have doubled. Concubines are not treated as human beings everywhere in the world, but Xianyang Tower treats concubines as human beings. It is really ridiculous."
The voice of the man in black was hoarse, with a hint of sadness that was not easily noticeable.
"Have you forgotten that half a month ago you were also a slave, just like the tortured concubine in front of you..."
"Shut up!"
Marxist-Leninist was enraged and shouted loudly.
He pulled the concubine's hair and threw it away with all his strength, leaving behind a lot of black hair with hair follicles and blood beads at the roots.
He was breathing heavily, his eyes filled with hatred.
He will always remember the steward who kicked him and made him vomit blood. The four Confucian scholars wanted to hack him to death with swords. There were also those guests on the balcony who kicked him, stepped on him, beat him until his bones were broken, and beat him until his face was covered in blood and his teeth fell out just because he smiled.
"You have not forgotten the suffering you have suffered. Now that you are freed from slavery, why do you want to add this suffering to..."
"I told you to shut up!"
Marxist-Leninist went berserk, rushing up and throwing bastard fists.
The man in black did not retreat this time. He stepped forward and knocked the horse to the ground with only the scabbard of his sword. The man in black held Qin's sword horizontally and pressed it on Ma Lie's neck, leaving a shallow blood mark amid Ma Lie's curse words.
Malie felt the pain in his neck and stretched out his hand to wipe it away. When he raised his hand, he saw blood on his fingers, and his cursing stopped abruptly. His arrogant expression became extremely frightened, and he started to stutter when he raised his hands and spoke.
"You, you, you can't, can't kill me. Kill, kill me, Mr. Jun, Mr. Jun will not, will not let you go! Mr. Jun, if Mr. Jun knows, knows that you killed me, he will, he will be outrageous , Yi your three clans! My name, surname, surname, name, surname, lord, lord, lord, lord, for me, destroyed, destroyed three great families! "
"Noisy!"
The sword penetrated half an inch into the flesh again, and the more intense pain made Ma Len lose his voice.
Wow~
The slight sound of water sounded without warning, and the anger overflowed. After knowing that the secret guard in front of him really wanted to kill him, Marx was so frightened that he became incontinent.
"I ask, you answer, say one more word, and half a sentence is false."
Qin Jian moved laterally, and although it did not continue to penetrate the flesh and endanger Ma Li's life, the pain of the cut still made Ma Li unable to nod his head in a small area. If the movement was larger, Qin Jian would cut off his head.
"Torturing the concubine, making torture instruments for the guests to use, and issuing the order that the concubine must not eat until she receives ten guests a day, who ordered you to do all this!"
Marx's eyes rolled around, wanting to put the blame on others. But looking at the black veil of the bamboo hat in front of him, although he couldn't see anything, Ma Lie felt that the eyes behind the black veil were sharper than the Qin Jian on his neck.
The pressure and power created by having life and death in the hands of others made Marx and Lenin dare not lie. He said with a guilty conscience:
"...Nothing, no one instructs me."
"No, people, point, make."
Ma Ling, who was lying on the ground, and his concubine, who was thrown in the corner of the room and did not dare to move, all heard the clear sound of teeth grinding from these four hoarse words.
"Why are you doing this! These concubines don't care about you? The building doesn't care about you? Sister Qin told me personally that you are more popular than her among the concubines in the building, why do you do this to the concubine in the building? Poisonous hand! Say it quickly!"
The enlarged wound and the stronger pain gave Ma Li no time to think.
"When I was a slave, others beat me arbitrarily. When I got out of slavery, I did the same thing to these concubines! If others can humiliate me, beat me, and scold me, I will humiliate, beat, and scold me!"
It was clear that his life could be lost at any time, and he was so frightened that he peed on his thigh, but when he said this sentence, the fear in Marx's eyes disappeared, but was replaced by a look of madness.
"Why can others do this to me? I can't do this to these concubines!"
The man in black's voice was obviously filled with anger and confusion.
"Whoever does violence to you, you will do it back, why take it out on your wonderful concubine!"
"Then why did you come to kill me instead of killing those who did violence to me! Huh?!"
Malin suddenly raised his head, his eyes filled with hatred and madness, and he opened his mouth and shouted.
If the sharp-eyed man in black hadn't quickly lifted Qin Jian three inches, Marx's throat would have been cut in half.
"Where were you when I was a slave? Where were you when I was trampled down to the point of vomiting blood? When I humiliated my slaves, I was a noble knight. Why didn't you be a knight when I was humiliated?"
Marxist-Leninist became more and more energetic as he spoke, and his body suddenly stood up. For the sake of Marxist-Leninist's life, the man in black had to immediately withdraw the Qin sword.
Marx's naked body was covered with scars, and he slapped the urine-stained floor with slap after slap, making splashing sounds on his chest, abdomen, legs, and arms.
"Have you ever been a subordinate? Do you know what it's like to be a subordinate? You choose to be a secret guard for the king, and you are aloof. Not everyone is like you! Before I was ten years old, my family was well-off and had no worries about food and clothing. During the battle between Qin and Zhao, my father was The Qin army won a great victory and captured our village.
All people were transformed from humans into slaves and became concubines. My grandma is older, my younger sister and I are younger, and we are two adults. After all these years, my mother died long ago, and my little sister and I are the only ones left. Lichen concubines are not human beings. Lichen concubines die around me every day. In order to survive, I can only do more things.
I cut off the heads of our Zhao people for the Qin army. Many Zhao people survived and watched me cut off their heads. They yelled at me that I was a bird who cut off the heads of Zhao people to do things for the Qin people. They are wrong. I am not a human being. I am a subordinate. I want to live and take my little sister alive!
"The Qin army is short of food and grass, and they don't even have enough to eat themselves. How can they take care of the concubines? In order to survive, I drink blood and eat meat. You don't know that human blood is sweet, and you don't know that human flesh tastes similar to pig meat. You The biggest hardship you can think of is practicing sword practice until you can’t lift your arms?”
Marxism-Leninism was full of sarcasm.
"I can die, but what about my little sister? I can do anything to keep my little sister alive. My little sister has a good life. She can work as a maid in a rich family and her life will be worry-free for the time being. But this is not enough. I want to free my little sister from slavery. Ji, I want to redeem her life. How ridiculous is it for a subordinate minister to redeem his life for a concubine?
"Fortunately, I met Mr. Jun. Although Mr. Jun seems to be rude to me every time, I can see the look in his eyes that looks at people, not those looking at animals. I know that Mr. Jun is my little sister. The hope of escaping from slavery. I tried my best to please you, paid the price with my life, and finally took my little sister out of slavery."
The man in black finally spoke.
"You also became the steward of the building, and you have no worries about food and clothing. Isn't it okay to marry a good gentleman and find a good family for your little sister to marry? How did it end up like this!"
"not good!"
Marxist-Leninist roared loudly.
"Why can they eat meat, drink alcohol, listen to music and enjoy plays, and have many servants at home with clothes to put on their hands and food to eat, but why can't my little sister and I? I want to make money, make enough money! I want to have three thousand guests and countless beauties! How can a steward’s salary of one hundred dan be enough for his job? He can’t even afford a retainer!”
"I am not a human being. I learned the training method from the three great families. I provide the torture tools to the guests and let them train themselves. The reward for one day from the guests is more than my salary for a year. You can do it instead." Don’t do it? I was not a human being when I was a minister, why should I treat my concubine as a human being after I become a human being? I am not a human being!”
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