My Brother Daqin No. 1 Dude

Chapter 69 Reasons for Suicide

"You guys are really resourceful. You actually managed to invite Old Man Xia here?"

Ying Chengxun said to the women surrounding him.

"Master Jun will make fun of my sisters. If my sisters have such abilities, why would they entertain others with sex here?"

"That's right, Lord Jun, why did you come here? If you had been here last night, nothing would happen to the steward."

"The steward's status is different from ours. The doctors from the Imperial Medical Office rushed here yesterday. Today, the imperial medical order came in person. Is there anything wrong?"

Ying Chengxun narrowed his eyes.

Of course not!

Qin officials in Xianyang had intractable diseases, and they all came to the imperial medical office.

So last night the building manager committed suicide. It is reasonable for the doctors from the imperial medical office to arrive in time for such an urgent matter.

But it was different when the imperial physician ordered Xia Wuju to come in person.

The person in charge of the building is a small Qin official with a salary of one hundred shi per year. There are so many such officials in Xianyang City, how can Xia Wuqi be there in person?

Don't look at the first emperor in the palace who went to Xia Wuqi when he was sick, the eldest son who went to Xia Wuqi when he was sick, and Ying Chengyu who went to Xia Wuqi when he was sick, it seemed that Xia Wuqi was very worthless.

But in fact, the official position of the Imperial Physician Order is the Shangqing of the Qin State, with an annual salary of two thousand shi, and is the absolute high-ranking official of the Qin State!
Most of the patients that Xia Wuju saw were members of the royal family, and there were definitely not many people with low status.

"Boss, you're awake!"

The oval-faced beauty let out an exclamation that resounded throughout the room.

As soon as the girls heard this, they swarmed past Ying Chengxuan and ran to the bed. During this process, physical contact was unavoidable.

Ying Chengxi was able to pay a hundred gold for the steward who often served him, this kind of money affection, all the girls are jealous of it.

"Steward, it's great that you're all right."

"Boss, you finally woke up!"

"Do you want some water, I'll get it!"

The girls were chattering.

How much of it is sincere and how much is false, then I don't know.

"My lord."

The steward didn't make any noise with the girls, and sat up with the help of the oval-faced beauty, with a clear weakness on his bloodless face.

"Tell me, why did you commit suicide?" Ying Chengxun stepped forward, mercilessly, and said with a pretty face on the manager's face.

The steward was in pain, but he didn't dare to cry out, and looked at Ying Chengxue pleadingly with his big eyes open.

"Master, just let the steward go."

"It's not that Jun Ye missed the appointment first."

"Your Majesty, have you really been fined for three years?"

Through the dialogue among the women, Ying Chengxue pieced together the reason for the female steward's suicide.

After the group of noble children came to the tower last night, they took over all the concubines on the tower, and really held a naked meeting in the hall, between the inner door and the outer door.

A concubine is a slave and has no right to resist. Even if it is extremely humiliating, it can only be flattery.

If that's the case, the stewardess will only smile and collect money without saying a word.

Who cares about the psychology of being a concubine?

They are not human.

But the bad thing is that these people demand that the prostitutes do the same thing.

As I said before, prostitutes have certain rights. They can choose to receive customers or not, and they can also choose to go to bed or not to go to bed.

But the reason why it is said to be a certain right is because in most cases, they still have to obey the requirements of the guests, because they also have revenue assessment.

But they look much better than female stewards. They are not assessed on a yearly basis, but on a monthly basis.

However, the monthly assessment is not enough, there is no need to go to prison, just go out from the building.

However, they who are used to doing romantic things and eating delicacies from mountains and seas, after going out, can they get used to the life of ordinary people?

I can't get used to it.

Without guests and banquets, no matter how hard they work, they will not be able to eat good food. It is easy to go from frugal to extravagant, but difficult to go from extravagant to frugal!
Even if they have strong willpower, can do hard work, and can eat simple food, that's not enough.

Men work hard to cultivate, but there is not enough food and pay.

Women spin, not enough clothes.

Exhaust the resources of the world to serve his government.

Men work hard every day, but they can't fill their stomachs.

Women spin desperately every day, but there is no guarantee that the clothes will be enough to wear.

All the money in the world was exhausted to support the reign of the first emperor.

They are pampered and pampered, and their physical strength is ten times worse than those outside women who have been spinning all year round. In this way, their spinning efficiency will also be ten times worse.

Qin women who often spin yarn can barely support themselves. Even if these prostitutes are not afraid of hardship or tiring work day and night, there are only two possibilities-death from exhaustion or starvation.

Therefore, when all the guests in the building reached an agreement, calling all their friends not to come to the building tomorrow if their needs were not met today, these beauties were caught in a dilemma.

If you agree, this kind of thing can happen once and twice, and from then on, like those concubines, you will not be regarded as a person, and there will be no possibility of turning over.

If you don't agree, you will fail the assessment at the end of that month, and you will die if you go out.

Of course, you can also stay in the building.

But that would turn her into a concubine who couldn't help herself in life and death, so it's better to agree now and leave a fig leaf.

Seeing this, the female steward stood up to smooth things over, and the guests proposed a second plan after hearing this.

If the manager of the building can accompany them to the meeting, he can let the prostitutes go, and change one person to a group of people, or not?

This second plan immediately put the pressure on the female steward.

The stewardess delayed the time with a smile, and sent someone to Chang'an Junfu to invite Ying Chengxuan.

Ying Chengxun was taking a bath in Xianyang Palace at that time, so the people who went to the tower naturally rushed to nothing.

The stewardess pinned her hopes on Ying Chengxiu, but Ying Chengxuan did not come, and the stewardess was only a little disappointed, not yet desperate.

She thought it would be a big deal not to go down today, and wait until Ying Chengxi came to discuss it tomorrow.

Ying Chengxue contributes half of the revenue of the building, and every time he comes, he asks several beauties to sleep with him.

I dare not say too much, but it is still possible to give all the prostitutes in the building a one-month performance.

All the guests came here today to get revenge on Ying Chengxuan and the steward.

Seeing that the people going to the building did not call Ying Chengxu, he was disappointed, so he focused all his anger on the female steward.

They took out a volume of written documents that had been written long ago, which generally meant that Ying Chengxue was fined for three years of salary.

At the end of the document are the signatures of so many of them.

The stewardess took a closer look, despairing.

Because if the words above are false, these people are spreading rumors, and the bamboo slips are evidence, and they will be punished by the Qin law.

To spread rumors about a monarch is not a prison sentence, but a tongue cut.

These guests dared to write this, which means that it is true. Ying Chengxu was really fined for three years of salary, and Ying Chengxu had no money.

(End of this chapter)