My Brother Daqin No. 1 Dude

Chapter 25 Dog Lives, Gou Lives, Lives!
The building is the only entertainment place for the people of Qin.

This is the only place where you can drink freely, talk loudly, and have sex with women legally.

Standing outside the tower, you can't tell that the tower is obviously different from other Qin houses.

They are all solid and standard blue-gray brick-wood mixed buildings that have been inherited from the Qin Dynasty and have no aesthetic feeling.

Except for the two characters of "loutai" written in big seal script on the outer door, there is nothing special about it.

The outer door is open, outside the door Qin people pass by here, no matter men or women, there will be a trace of longing in their eyes when they glance at this place.

Even though most of them have never stepped on the threshold of the outer door of the building, nor have they seen the scenery inside the locked inner door.

According to rumors, there is not only unlimited meat in that inner door, but also wine that has never been circulated in the market.

People in Qin dreamed that one day they could go in and have a good meal, talking and laughing.

Then they continued to move forward mechanically and numbly, doing what they should do.

Wine and meat are the most beautiful things that most Qin people can imagine and pursue.

As for women, they cannot even fantasize.

Can't afford it, that's another price.

With the income of most Qin people, their ten-year savings are not enough to spend a night in Qin Louchun.

So although the building is open to the public, how can ordinary people afford its high price?

This building is destined to only be a gathering place for dignitaries.

Stepping into the gate of the building, under the cold eyes of the two official guards at the door, walk a stone road of more than ten meters, which is the inner gate of the building.

At the inner gate, there are also two government guards stationed here, one on the left and one on the right, each standing with their spears in their hands.

These four guards are all military members and belong to the Xianyang City Defense Army.

There are government guards guarding it. From this, it can be seen that the building is a real official institution.

In a sense, the building of the building is the same as the Neishi Mansion, Tingwei Mansion, and Prime Minister's Mansion.

The two official guards outside the inner gate will ask visitors to show enough assets for consumption in the building, that is, capital verification.

If you can't come up with enough money to spend in the building, then I'm sorry.

What's the matter with strolling upstairs if you don't have money?
Do you know if you broke the law?
The Imperial Palace, the Great Wall, and the Imperial Mausoleum, choose one.

After the capital verification is passed, the guards will open the inner door and let the visitors in.

The moment the unremarkable inner door, which looks the same as the outer door, is opened.

Laughter will be gushing out.

The aroma of wine and meat will be fragrant for ten miles.

The beauty's posture will add a touch of gorgeous color to this monotonous, rigid, and mechanical Xianyang City.

If a Qin person happened to pass by the gate of the building and took a look inside, and this Qin person's eyes were very good, he could see the scene inside the inner door.

It is no exaggeration to say that it will be the most memorable experience in his monotonous life, something he will never forget within ten years.

Why do you want to add three exactly here?
Because if it is not a coincidence but intentional, to linger at the outer door of the building just to see the shy beauties at the inner door, or to smell the aroma of wine and meat, it will violate the law of Qin.

The Imperial Palace, the Great Wall, and the Imperial Mausoleum, choose one.

In addition to farming, ordinary Qin people have joined the army all their lives, and they have nothing new to do with the loess soldiers every day.

The shame that happened to Ying Chengxiu a few years ago is still the talk of most Qin people in their rare leisure time—it is better not to have children than to have children like a king's younger brother!

Therefore, to be able to see the interior scenes of buildings that are very common in other countries is a very rare thing in Qin State.

But in the eyes of the people of Qin, even a glance at the interior of the building is an excellent talking point, but Ying Chengxue has long since gotten tired of seeing it.

"How many years has it been? The Prime Minister's Mansion has been demolished and rebuilt twice, why can't your building be renovated?"

With the two beauties in his arms, Ying Chengxun pointed at the mottled green bricks on the ground with disgust.

"It's so dilapidated, it really affects my mood when I come out to play!"

The female steward standing in front of Ying Chengxun was in her twenties, about the same age as Ying Chengxun.

She smiled sweetly, her eyebrows were expressive, and she had a special enthusiasm for Ying Chengxue.

As long as Ying Chengxue is in Xianyang, one day in three days he will come to the building to have fun, and half of the income of the building is given by Ying Chengxun, so the female steward can't help but not care about things.

In Qin State, Ying Chengxun is a popular person only in the tower.

"My lord, I also want to live in a better place, but this building is a product of the government, how can I have the right to talk about repairing it?"

First, she pitifully complained to Ying Chengxuan, and then the female steward instructed the servants.

"Didn't you see that Master Jun is angry at these floor tiles? Don't act yet!"

"promise."

The servant ran away, found a hammer and a wedge from nowhere, came back and squatted in front of Ying Chengxue, and was about to do something to this floor tile that made Ying Chengxue unhappy.

The matron was furious.

What country is this new servant from?
Why are you so stupid?

She kicked the servant over, this kick was merciless, the servant flew a foot into the air before falling to the ground.

When he landed, the wedge in his hand scratched his arm, leaving a bloodstain of three to four centimeters.

"Stupid! This floor tile is the property of the public! Why are you prying it away! It's too late!"

The servants are all eleven or twelve years old based on their faces and heights. This age in modern times should be the time when they are heartless around their parents.

But in the Qin country tower, the servant who was still a child endured the severe pain in his abdomen, and his forearm was still bleeding.

"Lichen knows his mistake! Lichen knows his mistake!"

Lichen is the title of male slaves subordinate to the government.

The female slaves who belonged to the government were called concubines.

The two are combined as officials and concubines.

No matter in which era, slaves are the group of people with the lowest social status.

No, they can't even be called human beings. In the eyes of others, slaves are goods, livestock.

The female steward ignored the blood on the servant's arm, her eyes were stern.

"Zhao people?"

Every region has an accent from every region, let alone two countries.

The servant's Qin language was not standard, a little weird, with a strong Zhao tone in it.

The servant trembled, lowered his body and closed his eyes, lying on the ground like a quail.

He was afraid of death, otherwise he would not have been caught as a servant of the Qin State, so he dared not answer—he was indeed from Zhao.

The feud between Qin and Zhao is hostile to each other and cannot be reconciled.

The conflict between the two sides originated from the shocking battle of Changping at the beginning. Qin Wu'an Jun Bai Qi killed 40 Zhao Guojiang troops.

Killing prisoners is a taboo, let alone killing 40 prisoners.

This directly caused the people of Zhao to hate the people of Qin extremely, and after being hated for a long time, the people of Qin became full of hostility towards the people of Zhao.

The servant lowered his head, although he didn't see the stern look in the female steward's eyes, but only heard the voice, he also knew that he had admitted that it was Zhao, and that he probably died here today.

Silence itself is an answer.

"Take it down! Send it to Mount Li!"

"Please forgive me! Please forgive me! Li Chen knows his mistake!"

The servant couldn't stop begging for mercy, he was in the period of changing his voice, and his crying voice was a little bit sharp.

Lishan is where the emperor's mausoleum is located.

Sending them to Lishan is to let the servants be prisoners.

Such a child would not survive three months as a prisoner.

The threat of death caused the voices of the servants to overwhelm the sound of drinking and playing music in the building, as well as silk and bamboo music.

There were many guests in the building, and most of them heard it, but none of them turned their eyes to this side.

They have long been used to it.

The life and death of Lichen and concubines are insignificant.

Every day in the state of Qin, officials and concubines die.

"Noisy, noisy! It's so annoying! Let me play!"

Ying Chengxi looked impatient.

"Master, wait a moment, get out!"

The matron kicked off the servant who could not beg for mercy.

"Come here! Wipe off the dirty blood on the ground first! Then take a piece of tiger skin and spread it here! Lord Jun, you won't be able to see the floor tiles like this!"

The tower is a government building, and it cannot be dismantled according to personal preferences, which violates Qin law.

The female steward's first thought was to find a piece of tiger skin that Ying Chengxun liked, and to cover this mottled floor tile instead of digging it out.

The pain from the servant's kick hadn't gone away, and he was kicked more fiercely on his body, and he broke out in a cold sweat due to the pain.

But the pain in his body was not as good as the sorrow in his heart. His face was ashen and his heart was cold.

If he was sent to Lishan, he would die.

He was on the ground, blood dripping from his arms, waiting for someone to drag him down.

Some people are alive, but he is already dead, he is waiting to die.

"The ground is so dirty! Who told you to spread the tiger skin on the ground?!"

wow~

A bottle of expensive wine, which the common people of the state of Qin could never drink in their lifetime, was splashed on the face of the female steward by Ying Chengyu.

The female steward's hair, face, and eyelashes were all covered with alcohol, and she was very embarrassed. She wiped the alcohol from her face.

"Your Majesty, don't be angry, how about the bear skin?"

wow~

Ying Chengxun didn't answer, and poured another glass of wine on the steward, and the steward knew that the bear skin was too bad.

"What about the deerskin? Deerskin is always fine... Don't spill it, Mr. Jun!"

Alcohol is very expensive. Although women work as stewards in this building, they can drink alcohol, but they can't drink it often.

She held Ying Chengyu's hand with both hands, stuck out the tip of her tongue, and licked the wine on her lips.

This action, coupled with that charming face that was splashed with wine, is not tempting.

Then a pair of big eyes blinked at Ying Chengxun, and drank the bottle of fine wine in Ying Chengxun's hand in small sips.

The beauties sitting on both sides of Ying Chengyu's body made eye contact.

I haven't learned this before, did I teach you?
Did not teach!hateful!She even hid it!
The stewardess spoke inarticulately: "Junye, what are you going to do (Junye, what do you think)!"

"This dirty land is not worthy of spreading animal skins, you, come here!"

Ying Chengxue pointed at the servant who was dragged up like a corpse.

The servant didn't dare to say anything: "Master Jun said, was it me?"

Ying Chengxu said impatiently: "It's you, come here!"

The servant's eyes were shining brightly, and a child, without knowing where the strength came from, frantically broke away from the palms of the two adults.

He rolled and crawled, the blood on his arm was blurred, and he knelt down in front of Ying Chengxu with a plop, his eyes full of hope.

He didn't know what Ying Chengxu asked him to do, but no matter what he did, it was better than going to Lishan to be a prisoner.

"My lord, what are your orders?"

"Get down and block this floor tile."

The servant lay down on the floor tiles as promised, and moved cautiously after lying down.After making sure that the mottled floor tiles were not exposed, he raised his head and said flatteringly, "Master, can this be done?"

He didn't know who this gentleman was, and he knew that after the gentleman in front of him left, he would be sent to Lishan to be a prisoner.

But so what?At least until this gentleman leaves, he can lie here all the time and won't be dragged away.

To procrastinate for a while is to live a little longer.

Even if he looks like a dead dog lying here, it's better to be alive than dead, isn't it?
Dogs live, dogs live, all live.

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　　PS: I saw that many bigwigs said that the update is slow and the number of words is less.Now the author can write about eight or nine thousand words a day, update two chapters, and save one chapter, because the new book period is in order to finish the recommendation, so the update speed must be controlled.Wait until it's on the shelves, there will definitely be a big explosion!

　　
　
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