My Brother Daqin No. 1 Dude

Chapter 27
"I heard that when Handan, the capital of Zhao, was destroyed, three thousand young children jumped down the city wall, shouting, 'The people of Zhao will never surrender to Qin'. Their voice and power are so powerful! You are also a person of Zhao, why don't you learn from those What about the grit and self-esteem of the children?"

At the table for four, the young Confucian scholar with a fair face burst into anger, walked up to the servant and berated him.

He should have just reached the crown. Seeing that he doesn't even have a callus on his hands, it is clear that he has been pampered since he was a child, and he has never even done farm work.

"The difference between human beings and beasts is that people know etiquette and have a sense of shame. Lord Chang'an does not want to spread animal skins here, but wants you to lie down. Doesn't this mean that you are not as good as the skins of beasts? You are so insulted , how can you be so at ease?"

The servant pressed his forehead to the ground, and a slight smell of blood penetrated his nostrils.

He didn't dare to refute or speak, he didn't want to die.

Everyone here has the power to decide his life and death, and he cannot disrespect anyone.

Lichen and concubines are slaves, and slaves are not protected by Qin law.

Under the premise that their lives were not guaranteed, the officials and concubines had already lost the ability to argue, and all they had left in their bones were begging for mercy, obedience, and fear.

"The people of Zhao are despicable! To be abused so badly by that scorpion is a pleasure! Dirty my eyes!"

"Look at the joy on that Zhuzi's face, hey, the villain has achieved his ambitions! This Zhao man has no heart and face, and he is a perfect match for that Zhuzi!"

"These four Confucian scholars have short-sightedness. If it is me who made the trouble, I will tell someone in advance to drag the Lichen away. If the Lichen doesn't see him, the behavior of Lizi not treating people as human beings will be the final conclusion. No matter how much he can justify, it is a mistake. Don't get into this situation!"

"A few rotten scholars who pretend to be noble and can only read rote books, can't even afford a beauty, what a big deal they can do!"

Previously, the young Confucian scholars were attacked secretly by Ying Chengxue, which caused a slight change in the direction of speech among the guests.

Seeing the situation worsen, the young Confucian scholar saw that the servants on the ground did not reply to him, making it difficult for him to reverse the situation, and the sense of humiliation in his heart burst instantly.

He drew his saber from his waist and slashed at the servant on the ground without hesitation.

He wants to kill this servant!

Cut off all the humiliation he suffered!
Confucian Confucius divided people into grades, grades, six grades, and advocated the ritual system. Confucianism is a typical aristocratic theory.

The benevolence in Confucianism is for people.

And slaves are not people.

Slaves should be killed if they are humiliating.

The sword of the young Confucian scholar is not fast.

The moment he drew his sword, the guards on the tower would definitely have time to stop him.

But none of the tower guards had the intention to obstruct them.

They stood in place one by one, fulfilling their duties, turning a blind eye to the actions of the young Confucian scholars.

People want to kill Li Chen, why stop them?

If they were insulted by Li Chen, they would also be angry.

This is the Qin Dynasty.

So people have the same attitude towards slaves, and no one thinks there is anything wrong with it.

boom~
Ying Chengxun smashed a bottle on the head of the young Confucian scholar.

The young Confucian scholar cried out in pain from the beating, and stepped back three or four steps. The long sword in his hand fell to the ground, right next to the servant's head.

The servant heard the sound of metal falling in his ear, and carefully turned his head to glance at it out of the corner of his eye.

The shining sharp sword reflected the cold light, passing the servant's eyes, making the servant's heart tremble, he almost died!

He wanted to get up and run away, back to Zhao country, to that barren but warm home.

Holding my mother and crying bitterly, holding my father and complaining.

But in fact, he didn't dare to act rashly, he was even more careful than before, and he didn't dare to move.

To move is to die!

Lying here, he can live a little longer.

The servant was full of fear, fear, and trepidation, but he had no resentment towards the young Confucian scholar.

He is a servant, a slave. Isn't it normal for a slave to be killed?
This is the same in Zhao Guo.

"Master, why is this!"

The stewardess took out a pink handkerchief from her bosom and wiped the drool on Ying Chengxun's hands, feeling a little resentful.

Why don't you let him kill you? If you kill a servant, you will pay one gold, which is enough to buy five concubines.

A lowly Zhao man can die in the hands of a customer in exchange for a piece of gold, what a bargain.

Most of the slaves did not live long, and died of disease, hard labor, and more than [-]% of them were severely beaten by their masters.

Ninety percent of slaves died in vain, and no one compensated them.

In the Qin law, slaves are private property, and if they are beaten to death by others, they can be compensated, and the compensation far exceeds the money for buying and selling slaves.

If a slave can be killed by others, then for most slave owners, this is a windfall, and they will happily accept it.

"Are you questioning me?" Ying Chengxun chuckled.

There was no dissatisfaction in his words, but the female steward had managed the building for many years, and she had already developed a delicate heart.

She grabbed Ying Chengxiu's hand and reached into her skirt, flattering and authentic: "Don't be angry, Mr. Jun, I am also in a hurry."

"It's nasty!"

"Shameless stick!"

"Unfortunate for the Ying family!"

With envious eyes, the guests condemned him one after another.

The stewardess is not a beauty, but a steward, so she doesn't need to accompany the guests.

In the building, apart from Ying Chengxun, no guest could take advantage of the female steward.

"Ying Chengyu! You are so cruel, you beat up my Confucian disciple, and pretend to be Lord Chang'an of Qin State!"

The young Confucian scholar supported the young Confucian scholar whose forehead was red and swollen and complained incessantly, and sternly reprimanded him.

On the table, the middle-aged Confucian scholar and another Confucian scholar stood up together, walked towards this side, looking at Ying Chengxue with eyes full of anger.

"This matter! Lord Chang'an must give an explanation!"

"Mr. Chang'an is so rude, he has lost all royal face!"

Ying Chengxi started teasing these Confucian scholars out of joy.

Life is so boring, there are a few fools who are willing to come forward to add color, why not do it?
But the moment the young Confucian scholars drew their swords out of their sheaths, Ying Chengxun lost his spirit and didn't want to say anything to these Confucian scholars anymore.

It's really majestic to draw a sword and cut people at the slightest disagreement.

"Need a fart explanation! You deserve it too!"

Ying Chengxun sneered, picked up the plates full of dishes on the table and threw them at the four of them.

The four of them were soon covered with vegetable leaves, meat and all kinds of food.Soups of various colors and stains were poured on the four of them.The four of them who were originally full of scholarly demeanor were embarrassed, and they looked more like beggars than beggars on the roadside.

"Scholars can be killed but not humiliated!"

The young Confucian scholar's face was purple, and with a shriek, he drew out the sword at his waist to fight Ying Chengxun desperately.

The young Confucian scholar's face was pale, and he was trembling with all kinds of smells on his body. He had never suffered such humiliation.

"Ahhh! I killed you!"

He touched his waist and only touched the scabbard before remembering that the sword had fallen to the ground.

This reminded him of being injured by Ying Chengxu just now, and the severe pain in his forehead made him even more angry. With a scream, he threw himself on the long sword he had dropped on the ground.

"No! Junior brother! Take them away!"

"Mr. Chang'an, today's humiliation will surely be rewarded in the future!"

The faces of the two elderly Confucian scholars were also full of anger, which could be seen through the rotten leaves of the vegetable soup on their faces.

They forcibly dragged the two young Confucian scholars away with their teeth and claws out, full of grief and indignation.

The place where they were beaten was scattered with bottles and plates, debris all over the place, and leftovers were scattered all over the place, making it a mess.

The guests were a little dumbfounded.

Everyone is a person of status and status, can't you speak well?How can you do it?

Thinking of those four Confucian scholars who went out in public, covered with vegetable leaves and minced meat, and had a strange smell.

The guests who relied on their identities turned pale one after another, it's too embarrassing!

"Steward! Mr. Chang'an did such a thing on the building! What is the attitude of the building! If this does not drive Ying Chengxue out, if we want to enter the building in the future, will we have to wear armor!"

A guest spoke out.

He is very smart, knowing that the cost of spending on the building alone is far from that of Ying Chengxuan.

The right to speak on the rooftop can't compete with Ying Chengxu, so he pulls other guests to threaten the rooftop.

This sentence made all the guests focus on the female steward.

Because what the guest said was right, no one wanted to eat, so he hummed and played with women, and turned his head to be covered in vegetable soup, vegetable leaves and minced meat.

Come in brightly, come out in embarrassment.

The guests agreed: do you care about the building?Do you still want to make money from us?

The guests were very clear about their wishful calculations. If one person can't compare to Ying Chengxu, can the group of people not compare?
There are so many of us, and we are reasonable, why does Loutai not deal with Ying Chengxu?
As long as we get together, Loutai must drive out this idiot Ying Chengxun!

Stared at by dozens of pairs of powerful, powerful and rich eyes, the female steward's pretty face turned pale, her legs were weak, and she was very nervous.

She is just a small official with an annual salary of one hundred shi. Her official status as a building manager can allow her to express her refusal when she is asked by the powerful to drink and sleep with her, but it cannot make her hold her head high and dismiss her in front of these powerful people.

Qin laws permeate all aspects of the Qin State, covering everything and containing everything. There are hundreds of small classifications, such as Gonglu, Tianlu, Stable Garden Law (see Stable Law), Cang Law, Jinbu Law, Dai Law, and Corvette Law. The law, the law of setting up officials, the law of military ranks, etc.

Among them, there are strict regulations on the income of buildings in the labor law: if the annual income of buildings is less than [-] gold, the manager will be dismissed and sentenced to imprisonment.Between five thousand gold and eight thousand gold, there is no merit or demerit in managing affairs.More than [-] gold, a reward of [-] gold, merit and other ten heads.

If today's matter is not handled well, these dignitaries will never come back, and the annual revenue of the building business will not exceed five thousand gold.The stewardess was about to go to prison—that is, the punishment she pronounced for prostrate servants on the ground.

Then can she drive Ying Chengxue out?
No.

It was rumored that Ying Chengxu contributed half of the revenue of the building, and many people took it as a joke.

The huge building, the only place for dignitaries to entertain outside, is a gold-selling cave, a bottomless pit.How could it be possible for one person to take over half of the revenue, and His Majesty's private treasury doesn't have that much money!

But the female manager in charge of the building knew that this was not a joke, it was true, otherwise why would she treat Ying Chengxun differently and throw herself into her arms.

She is in charge, not a concubine or a prostitute.

So today, she was caught in a dilemma. No matter what she chose, the ending seemed to be imprisonment.

She was just like the servant on the ground, seeing no hope and falling into despair.

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