My Brother Daqin No. 1 Dude

The steward chuckled.

"This is indeed what Jun Ye said, then you can declare it for Jun Ye."

"only."

Marlene bowed down and said humbly.

"Yes Nuo, you have no position in the building, I'm just doing Mr. Chang'an a favor."

The steward chuckled and knocked on the table.

Suddenly, Marlene straightened his back with a smile on his face.

"……promise."

What he said was a little unnatural, but decisive.

Three days passed.

The business of the building has become more and more sluggish.

Common people don't have so much money to come to the building to spend, and they can't come once after a year or a half.

Merchants have so much money.

But the merchants are of humble origin, and they are very hard-pressed in the state of Qin.Although rich and not expensive, there are many restrictions.

For example, you can't wear silk products, you can't ride in a two-horse carriage, you can't be an official, and so on.

Among them is a restriction: you can only enter the building once a month and stay for one day.

There are no aristocrats to join in, commoners have no money to enter, and merchants run out of authority one day at a time.

In the past, the threshold had to be rebuilt every three days.Now there will be birds landing outside the inner door, jumping and looking for the missing food residues.

Under such circumstances, all the prostitutes in the building were frowning.

If they are evaluated on a monthly basis, if the income they create for the building this month does not meet the standard, they will have to be expelled and become concubines.

The former is slow suicide when going out, and the latter is also slow suicide.

The mental outlook of the concubines is exceptionally good.

They don't even control their own life and death, and they like to circle around the lucky man Marx and Lenin on the balcony.

Ask Marxism-Leninism to sit in the room and tell the story of his transition from slavery to citizenship over and over again.

Even if they heard this experience a hundred or eighty times, they could recite it backwards.

Once again, Marx and Lenin were almost arrested and imprisoned. Fortunately, Ying Chengxun told him to lie on the ground to save him from death... It was said that Ying Chengxun redeemed his brothers and sisters and gave them their names.

"Oh, it would be great if Lord Jun could redeem the lives of the sisters."

"The price of redemption is so high, and the money to help the sisters transfer to citizenship is enough to build a hundred towers. Even if the gentleman really has such a lot of money, he will not spend it like this."

"It's just a sweet dream. I heard that Lord Jun talked about equality during the Wax Festival. They all said that Lord Jun had gone mad, but now I kind of believe it. I hope Lord Jun will do what he says."

"This is less reliable than ransoming you. Ask all the sisters who have served Jun Ye, who hasn't heard Jun Ye say these crazy words."

"I just believe it. The gentleman can fight against the masters for Marxism-Leninism. Except for the gentleman, how can anyone treat us as human beings?"

The steward, who had been listening outside the door, pushed open the door with a dark face, scanning the room full of Yingying and Yanyan.

Unhappily said: "I treat you badly? I don't treat you as human beings?"

The concubines who would usually come up laughing and flocking the stewards into the room to serve tea and pour water, pinch their shoulders and beat their legs to show courteousness, did the same thing this time.

Smiling, saying that the steward treats us the best, and no one treats us better than the steward.

And recently, the steward who was frowning and worried that he would fail the year-end assessment and was about to serve his sentence said not to worry that many, many guests will come soon.

Between the nose is a mixture of body fragrances from women with different looks, and what touches the elbows and thighs is warm and cool nephrite.

The steward pointed to the only man in the room, Marxist-Leninist who had been converted from slavery to citizenship.

"My lord can redeem the lives of Marx and Lenin, but I can't. I can only watch you die. If there are only you and no prostitutes in the building, I hope that there will never be guests in the building."

That way you won't die.

The movements of the girls froze, their words froze, and their expressions froze.

Then he poured tea and water with a forced smile, beat his legs and squeezed his shoulders, softly said that the steward was drunk, how could the steward be imprisoned, it’s not worth it for us...

However, the steward who lived with the concubines day and night noticed that their eyes, tone, and demeanor were a little different from before.

There is more color in the eyes.

The tone is a little more brisk.

His expression was a little more hopeful.

These concubines still didn't have the courage to resist the rules, but they began to expect Ying Chengxi to take them out of slavery.

In this feudal era where officials and concubines were polished to slavishness by rules.

In this era when no one, including Lichen and concubines, regards themselves as human beings.

In this era when no one supports Ying Chengxuan's actions.

The concubines in Xianyang Tower were the first supporters of Ying Chengxue.

Human beings live in groups. In the face of a society formed by groups, no one can turn the world upside down and reopen the world with his own ability without supporters.

Wu An Jun Bai Qi, who has never been defeated in battles all his life, needs the support of Qin Guorui who is not afraid of death and is called the master of tigers and wolves by the six countries.

Shang Yang, who made Qin State from weak to strong, needed Qin Xiaogong's support, and needed fifty gold rewards from Mimi Lixin to seek the support of the people of Qin State.

Ying Chengyu, who traveled to the Qin Dynasty and was the younger brother of the First Emperor, also needed support.

The slightest expectation of the concubines in the Xianyang Tower for Ying Chengxue is support and sparks.

A single spark may be extinguished in an instant, and it may be enough to start a prairie fire.

……

Cai Ze lived in Gangchengjun's mansion on the eighth day.

"Father, an invitation from the Meng family."

Cai Ze, who was closing his eyes and thinking about something, rubbed his sleepy eyes and found the bamboo slip in his son's hand.

Spread out the bamboo slips, the characters in them are not simplified characters, but big seal scripts written with golden threads.

Cai Ze glanced over and closed the bamboo slips with a sigh of relief.

"It's finally here. If ten days have passed, Ze really doesn't know what to do."

His son Cai Dui inherited his father's cautious character, but he didn't even read the bamboo slips handed by his father, nor was he curious about what was written on them, so he turned around and left.

"return."

"Father."

"You accompany Weifu to the banquet."

"Father, it's not right, how could Dui have a banquet with the head of the family." Cai Dui looked reluctant.

Hearing what his son said, Cai Ze was not angry but happy, nodded in satisfaction and said: "That's right, that's how it should be. I don't know if this trip is a blessing or a curse, so I think it will be a disaster. It's okay not to go."

"Na Dui is gone." Cai Dui replied briefly, and was about to run away again.

"Come back!" Cai Ze frowned and called his son again, saying, "For my father, this trip is a blessing. Why are you leaving?"

"Father's going is a blessing, Dui's going may become a disaster. Dui would rather do nothing than make mistakes."

Cai Ze took a deep breath and said: "You must do this trip. My father is old and can't do anything about men and women. The three families of Meng Xibai built a tower secretly, and there are countless beauties in it. The purpose of this banquet is just like that .”

"Father, Dui thinks it's okay to have another younger brother or younger sister."

"...Do you want this old man to die?"

"Father, I will know my destiny soon, let your grandson go."

"What are you talking about? Have lunch tomorrow and go out with the old man!"

"Father, I will be bigu tomorrow, and I will not eat at noon."

"Go even if you don't eat!"