Chapter 305 Changes in the Tower, Changes in Marxism-Leninism
November 14th, balcony.
The once silent building was now bustling with people, with wealthy gentry, wealthy businessmen, dignitaries, and common people who could not afford to get in in the past gathered together.
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 can still 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. Life is difficult for common 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, no more than three.
Therefore, in the 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 the humiliation, which was comparable to that of King Goujian of Yue. He repeatedly used himself as an animal skin on the ground to endure 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 Dynasty, there have never been female stewards. Ma Li was the first male steward of the tower.
With the official establishment of Marxism-Leninism, they have no worries about food and clothing. The so-called food and clothing are full and warm. In a place like the terrace, the prostitutes in the terrace rely on Marxism-Leninism's salary and can only spend a few times on rewards. However, there is no personal freedom in the terrace at all.
The concubine in charge has as many people as he wants, and as many times as he wants.
Beautiful women live like water on a tower, kneeling on the ground and the moon is full. The Marxist-Leninist people on the tower near the water get the moon first, and they give it to each other every day until they run out of food and ammunition, and they don't stop until the 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 all thrown carelessly on the floor. There were several ropes on the bed, one end of which was wrapped around the head and end 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.
Marxist-Leninist holds a candle in his hand, his pale face tells of the countless battles he has fought in recent times, and the playful joy in his eyes is 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 the joints were bulging white. Her toes were bent like hooks and her insteps were bent like bows.
A morbid 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 rustling 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 like a human voice but like a dying animal, her eyes turned white, and she was in pain.
Just as Ma Li's face flushed with excitement and he took out a wooden stick with branches that had not been cleaned, a Qin sword appeared from nowhere and cut Ma Li's palm.
Malin let go and retreated 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 again.
Swish swish swish~
Qin's sword danced wildly in the air, cutting off the ropes that bound 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 lies across Ma Li's neck. It is different from the copper-green color of the ordinary Qin sword, but is a bright silvery white.
The man holding the sword was a man in black wearing a black gauze hat, whose true appearance could not be clearly seen. His eyes were fixed on the concubine on the bed, and his voice was hoarse and full of murderous intent.
"When Sister Qin left her post as manager, she asked you to take care of the sisters on the balcony. You promised so much, but in the end you took care of them 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 the official position of steward to the Marxist-Leninist who was very popular on the balcony.
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The man in black raised his hand, and Qin's sword was about to fall.
Marxist-Leninist's initially frightened expression immediately changed to one of unruly expression after the man in black spoke.
"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. How dare you 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, and was pushed back by the horsemen. He staggered five or six steps and almost fell to the ground.
[Am I so powerful?]
Doubts flashed through Ma Li's heart. Although most of the fierce battles for more than ten days were due to the use of weapons, close combats also occurred every day. He was now a little unsteady just standing, and his legs and feet were weak as if they did not belong to him.
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This doubt was quickly driven away by arrogance. Ma Li slapped Concubine Li on her buttocks and said three words, get out. Concubine Li got 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 regarded as acquiescence in the eyes of Marx and Lenin.
Throwing Qin Jian to the man in black, Ma Leng 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. Now that everyone is gone, you still care what these concubines do. 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 regretful.
"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 man in black's voice 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 full of hatred.
He will always remember the steward who kicked him and made him vomit blood. The four Confucian scholars who wanted to hack him to death with swords. They also kicked him, stepped on him and beat him until his bones were broken because he smiled and tried to beat him.
Those guests on the balcony whose faces were covered in blood and whose teeth had fallen out.
"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-Leninists went berserk, and they rushed up and waved their bastard fists.
The man in black did not retreat this time. He stepped forward and knocked Ma Li to the ground with only the scabbard of his sword. The man in black held Qin's sword across his neck and pressed it on Ma Li's neck, leaving a shallow blood mark on Ma Li's curse words.
Ma Len felt the pain in his neck and stretched out his hand to wipe it away. When he raised his hand, he saw that his fingers were bloody, and his cursing stopped abruptly. His arrogant expression became extremely frightened, and he began to stutter when he raised his hands and spoke.
"You, you, you can't, can't kill me. Kill, kill me, Mr. Jun, I won't, won't let you go! Mr. Jun, if Mr. Jun knows, knows that you killed me, he will, he will be outrageous.
, Yi and your three clans! My name, surname, name, was given by Lord Jun. Lord Jun, Lord Jun, for me, destroyed, destroyed three great families!"
"Noisy!"
The sword penetrated half an inch into the flesh, 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.
"Who instigated you to torture your concubine, make torture tools for guests to use, and set a rule that your concubine will not be allowed to eat until she receives ten guests a day!"
Malie'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, he felt that the eyes behind the black veil were sharper than the Qin sword 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."
"There is no one to point to."
Ma Ling, who was lying on the ground, and the concubine, who was thrown in the corner of the house 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 are not good to you? The building is not good to you? Sister Qin told me personally that you are more popular than her among the concubines of the building, why do you do this to the concubine of the building?
Poisonous hand! Say it quickly!"
The enlarged wound and the stronger pain left Marx and Len with 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, hit me, and scold me, I will humiliate, beat, and scold my concubines!"
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! Ah?!"
Marxist-Leninist suddenly raised his head, with mad hatred in his eyes, and shouted with his mouth open.
If the sharp-eyed man in black hadn't quickly lifted Qin's sword by three inches, Marxist-Leninist's throat would have been cut open 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 one slap after another. The splashing sound was splashed on his chest, abdomen, legs, and arms.
"Have you ever been a minister? Do you know what it's like to be a minister? 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 I had no worries about food and clothing. During the battle between Qin and Zhao, my father was defeated.
He was killed in the battle by force, and the Qin army won a great victory and captured our village.
Everyone has changed from human beings to slaves, and they have all become concubines. My mother is old, my little sister and I are young, and we are two in the prime of life. After so many years, my mother has died long ago, and my little sister and I are the only ones left.
Concubines are not human beings, and 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 that I was a birdman for cutting Zhao people's heads to do things for the Qin people. They were wrong, I was not
Man, 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?”
Marxist-Leninist's face 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 safe for the time being. But this is not enough. I want to make my little sister free from slavery.
Ji, I want to redeem her body. How ridiculous is it for a subordinate minister to redeem his body 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 embarrassing 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 wine, listen to music and enjoy plays, and have many slaves 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 support 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 guests gave me a reward for one day that 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, so why should I treat my concubine as a human being after I become a human being? I am not a human being!”