Chapter 308: Changes in the Tower and the Marxist-Leninist Transformation
November 14th, tower.
The once quiet building is now bustling with people, including wealthy businessmen, dignitaries, and common people who could not afford to come in or out in the past.
Tomorrow is the day when the new Qin Law of the First Emperor will be implemented. This tower that was built in the Spring and Autumn Period will collapse in the Qin Dynasty. From now on, it will be easier for high-ranking officials and nobles to keep concubines for their entertainment.
But the common people and wealthy businessmen were in trouble because they failed to meet the conditions for keeping concubines.
The former was due to financial constraints. Living was difficult for common people, so how could they have the money to keep concubines?
The latter was restricted by their status. Merchants were of low status and the number of slave concubines they could keep was strictly limited to no more than three.
Therefore, in the days before it was demolished, the building, which had been doing poorly, was always bustling with people. It was the last carnival, the last indulgence.
In addition to the new Qin Law promulgated by Emperor Qin Shihuang, another person who played a key role in this phenomenon was Marx.
Ma Lie was a native of Zhao. When Zhao fell, he became a vassal. When he was about to be taken away to serve his sentence, he was humiliated by a famous scoundrel in Xianyang. Ma Lie endured humiliation and endured hardships, just like Gou Jian, the King of Yue, who slept on firewood and tasted gall. He repeatedly used himself as an animal skin and endured the humiliation of being trampled on. In the end, he not only achieved freedom himself, but also helped his sister escape from slavery and became a manager of a building and ate the emperor's food.
Since the establishment of the tower in Qin State, there have never been only female managers. Ma Lie was the first male manager of the tower.
With a formal position, Ma Lie had no worries about food and clothing, but when one is well fed and warm, he will think about sex. In a place like a building, the prostitutes in the building depended on Ma Lie's salary and could only spend a few times on tips. However, there was no personal freedom in the building, and the concubines controlled by Ma Lie could have as many as they wanted.
The beauty is like water in the tower, kneeling on the ground to see the full moon. Marxism-Leninism is close to the water and gets the moon first. Every day, he teaches everything he knows until he runs out of ammunition and food, and the round full moon is covered with white frost and can no longer shake off.
In a guest room on the second floor, underwear, handkerchiefs, and gauze skirts were thrown randomly on the floor. There were several ropes on the bed, one end of which was tied to the head and foot of the bed, and the other end was tied to the concubine's white and smooth hands and feet.
"Butler, no, no."
The concubine's eyes were filled with fear and her face was full of pleading.
Ma Lie held a candle in his hand, and his pale face recounted the countless battles he had fought recently, with a playful glee in his eyes that was more cruel than a cat teasing a mouse.
Tick-tock
Tick-tock
"Ah! Steward! Spare me! Spare me!"
The hot wax dripped onto the fair skin, forming tiny bubbles as it solidified into lumps.
The slave concubine cried, howled, and begged for mercy. Her snow-white neck was stretched to its maximum as if it was about to be torn off, her fingers were clenched into fists with white knuckles protruding, and her toes were bent like hooks and her insteps were bent like bows.
Ma Lie showed a morbid smile on his face, and lowered the candle that was held above the concubine's slender waist. The flame burned the hair, making a crackling sound, and wisps of green smoke emitted the smell of burnt feathers.
The slave concubine's cries suddenly increased by eight pitches, her delicate body jerked and hit the bed with a loud bang. She was like a carp exposed to the scorching sun on the shore, struggling frantically.
“Hahahahahahaha! Yell, yell as hard as you can! Yell!”
Ma Lie laughed wildly and morbidly, his eyes flashing violently. The candle flame suddenly moved down to touch the slave's skin. The slave cried out like a dying beast, her eyes rolled back, and she was in agony.
Just as Ma Lie's face flushed with excitement and he took out the wooden stick with branches that had not been cleaned up, a Qin sword that appeared out of nowhere slashed Ma Lie's palm.
Ma Lie felt pain and let go of his hand and retracted it. Qin Jian's sword tip trembled slightly and lightly picked up the ownerless candle. The candle flew low and landed in the brass basin. There was a crackling sound and no more sound came out.
Swish, swish, swish~
Qin Jian danced wildly in the air, cutting off the ropes that bound the concubine's hands and feet. After the concubine's body was free, she curled up like a cooked shrimp, and her smooth back was coated with a layer of attractive and ambiguous halo against the backdrop of the pink bed curtains.
The blade of the Qin sword was placed across Ma Lie's neck. Unlike the ordinary copper-green color of the Qin sword, it was a bright silver-white color.
The one holding the sword was a man in black, wearing a black gauze hat, whose true face could not be seen clearly. He stared at the concubine on the bed, and his voice was hoarse and full of murderous intent.
"When Sister Qin stepped down as the steward and handed it over to you, she asked you to take good care of the sisters in Loutai. You promised, but in the end this is how you take care of them? You deserve to be killed!"
The last steward of the tower had no surname, only the given name Qin. When Ying Chengjiao left Xianyang City, Qin, who was a secret guard, left with Ying Chengjiao, leaving the steward position to Ma Lie, who was very popular in the tower.
The man in black raised his hand, and Qin's sword was about to fall.
Ma Lie's originally frightened face immediately turned defiant after the man in black spoke.
"How dare you! Do you know who I am? I am Ma Lie, a name bestowed upon me by the Lord, and I have performed great services for the Lord. How dare you touch me?"
The man in black held his sword in mid-air, seemingly frightened by Marx's words.
Seeing this, Ma Lie did not retreat but advanced, snatched the Qin sword from the black-clothed man's hand, and pushed the black-clothed man's chest with his hand.
For some reason, the man in black, who was highly skilled in martial arts, did not dodge and was pushed back by Ma Lie. He staggered five or six steps and almost fell to the ground.
[Do I have such great strength? ]
Ma Lie had a flash of doubt in his mind. Although most of the hard fighting in the past ten days was done with weapons, close combat also occurred every day. He could hardly stand steadily now, and his legs and feet were so weak that they seemed not to belong to him.
This trace of doubt was quickly driven away from his mind by arrogance. Ma Lie slapped the concubine's buttocks and said "get off". The concubine rolled off the bed like a frightened rabbit and knelt in front of Ma Lie with ease.
Ma Lie sat on the bed with his legs spread out, put his legs into the concubine's arms, and looked down on the man in black who was holding his chest and breathing heavily.
"You are the secret guard like Qin, right? Why did Lord Jun ask you to come to me?"
"Kill you."
"Kill me? Hahahaha!"
Ma Lie pulled the concubine's beautiful hair and laughed ferociously as she moaned in pain.
"Your Majesty will never kill me. Without me, how can Your Majesty destroy the three great families?"
He weighed the Qin Jian in his hand.
"Qin heard about the incident at the tower, so she sent you here?"
The man in black said nothing, which was seen as consent by Marx.
Throwing Qin Jian to the man in black, Ma Lie grabbed her hair and pressed it down to vent his anger.
"Go back and tell Qin that I am the one in charge of the tower now, not her. Now that everyone has left, why are you still caring about these concubines? Do you really treat them as sisters?"
The slave concubine who lowered her head and stammered had fear in her eyes. There was no hatred, but regret.
"Your Excellency should have let me be the manager of the building earlier. With me here, the business of this building would have doubled. People in other parts of the world don't treat slave concubines as human beings, but the building in Xianyang treats slave concubines as human beings. It's really ridiculous."
The man in black had a hoarse voice, with a barely perceptible hint of sadness.
"Have you forgotten that half a month ago you were also a slave, just like the slave concubine who was tortured in front of you..."
"Shut up!"
Ma Lie was enraged and shouted loudly.
He pulled the concubine's beautiful hair and threw her out with all his strength, leaving behind a handful of black hair with hair follicles and blood beads at the roots in his hands.
He was breathing heavily, his eyes full of hatred.
He would always remember the tower manager who kicked him and made him spit blood, the four Confucian scholars who wanted to kill him with swords, and the guests who kicked, stepped on, and beat him until his bones were broken and his teeth fell out because he smiled.
"You have not forgotten the suffering you endured. Now that you have been freed from slavery, why do you want to add this suffering to ..."
"I told you to shut up!"
Marx and Lenin went berserk, rushing up nonchalantly and swinging their fists.
The man in black did not retreat this time, but rushed forward and knocked Ma Lie to the ground with just the sheath of his sword. The man in black pressed the Qin sword horizontally on Ma Lie's neck, leaving a shallow blood mark as Ma Lie cursed.
Ma Lie felt the pain in his neck and reached out to wipe it away. When he raised his hand and saw his fingers were covered in blood, his cursing stopped abruptly. His arrogant look turned into panic, and he began to stutter when he raised his hand to speak.
"You, you, you can't, can't kill me. Kill, kill me, Master Jun, Master Jun will not, will not let you go! Master Jun, if Master Jun knew, knew that you killed me, I would, would exterminate, exterminate all three of your clans! My name, my surname, was given by Master Jun himself. Master Jun, Master Jun exterminated, exterminated the three great families for me!"
"Noisy!"
The sword penetrated another half inch into the flesh, and the even more intense pain made Ma Lie speechless.
Crash~
A slight sound of water came out without warning, and the smell spread out. Knowing that the secret guard in front of him really wanted to kill him, Ma Lie was frightened and incontinent.
"I ask, you answer, and if you say one more word, you are lying."
Qin Jian moved sideways, and although he did not continue to penetrate into the flesh to endanger Ma Lie's life, the pain of the cut still made Ma Lie nod his head slightly. If he moved a little more, Qin Jian would cut off his head.
"You tortured my concubines, made instruments of torture for the guests, and set a rule that my concubines could not eat unless they received ten guests a day. Who ordered you to do all this?"
Ma Lie's eyes rolled around, and he wanted to put the blame on someone else. But looking at the black veil in front of him, although he couldn't see anything, Ma Lie felt that the eyes behind the black veil were sharper than the Qin sword on his neck.
The pressure and power created by the life and death being controlled by others made Ma Lie dare not lie. He said with a guilty conscience:
“…No, no one ordered me to do that.”
"No one is in charge."
Ma Lie, who was lying on the ground, and the slave concubine who had fallen into the corner of the room and dared not move, both heard the clear sound of teeth grinding in these four hoarse words .
"Why did you do this? Have these concubines treated you badly? Has the ladies treated you badly? Sister Qin told me that you are more popular among the concubines than she is. Why did you do this to the concubines? Tell me now!"
The enlarged wound and the more intense pain left Ma Lie no time to think.
"I was a slave and others beat me wantonly. Now that I am free from slavery, I will do the same to these slaves! If others can humiliate me, beat me and scold me, I will humiliate, beat and scold slaves!"
It was clear that his life was in danger and he was clearly frightened to the point of pissing his thigh, but when Marx said this, the fear in his eyes disappeared and was replaced by madness.
"Why can others do this to me, but I can't do this to these slaves!"
There was obvious anger and confusion in the black-clad man's voice.
"If someone abuses you, you should abuse him back. Why do you take it out on your wonderful concubine?"
"Then why did you come to kill me instead of killing those who abused me? Huh?!"
Ma Lie suddenly looked up, with hatred and madness in his eyes, and shouted with his mouth open.
If the man in black had not been quick enough to raise the Qin sword three inches, Ma Lie's throat would have been cut at least in half.
"Where were you when I was a slave? Where were you when I was trampled and vomited blood? You came to be a high and mighty knight when I was humiliated by slaves, why didn't you be a knight when I was humiliated!"
Ma Lie became more and more excited as he spoke, and his body suddenly half stood up. For the sake of Ma Lie's life, the man in black had to immediately take back Qin Jian.
Ma Liechi, with his naked body covered with scars, slapped the urine-stained floor again and again, and the slapping sounds splashed on his chest, abdomen, legs and arms.
"Have you ever been a slave? Do you know what it feels like to be a slave? You were chosen by the Lord to be a secret guard and you are high and mighty. 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 Qin-Zhao War, my father was forced to fight and died on the battlefield. The Qin army won a great victory and captured our village.
All people were transformed from human beings into slaves, and became slaves and concubines. My mother was old, and my younger sister and I were young, so the young and strong were separated. My mother died a long time ago, and my younger sister and I were left. Slaves and concubines were not human beings, and slaves and concubines died around me every day. In order to survive, I had to do more things.
I cut off the heads of our Zhao people for the Qin army. Many Zhao people did not die and watched me cut off their heads. They cursed me as a birdman, cutting the heads of Zhao people for the Zhao people who helped the Qin people. They were wrong. I am not a human being, I am a slave. I want to live and live with my little sister!
"The Qin army is short of food and fodder, and they don't even have enough to eat, so how can they care about me? 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 almost the same as pig meat. The greatest hardship you can think of is to be unable to lift your arms after practicing swordsmanship, right?"
Marx's face is full of irony.
"I can die, but what about my younger sister? I can do anything to keep my younger sister alive. My younger sister is lucky. She has been married to a wealthy family as a maid. Her life is not a worry for the time being. But this is not enough. I want to free my younger sister from slavery. I want to redeem her. How ridiculous is it for a slave official to redeem a slave concubine?
"Fortunately, I met Master Jun. Although Master Jun seemed rude to me every time, I could see from his eyes that he looked at people, not animals. I knew that Master Jun was my little sister's hope to escape from slavery. I tried my best to please Master Jun, paid the price with my life, and finally helped my little sister escape from slavery."
The man in black finally spoke.
"You became a building manager, you have no worries about food and clothing. You can find a wife for your younger sister and find a good family to marry her. Isn't that good? How did it become like this?"
"not good!"
Marx roared loudly.
"Why can they eat meat and drink wine, listen to music and watch operas, and have many servants at home, and have everything they need, why can't my sister and I do the same? I want to make money, enough money! I want to keep three thousand retainers and countless beauties! What can a steward's salary of one hundred dan do? I can't even support a retainer!"
"I am not a human being. I learned the methods of discipline from the three great families and provided the torture instruments to the guests so that they can discipline themselves. The daily reward the guests gave me is more than my annual salary. Would you do it if it were you? I was not a human being when I was a slave, so why should I be treated as a human being after I become a human? I am not a human being!"
