Chapter 309: The Boring Guiguzi
In the closed room, the slave concubine was shivering in the corner, her snow-white skin was covered with purple marks and blisters from burns.
The man in black stood like a statue, and except for the words he had just spoken, he did not respond to what Marx said, and just listened quietly.
"You are a secret guard, a secret guard trained by Master Jun since childhood. You have never suffered the humiliation that I have suffered, so what right do you have to say this about me? Your master beats and scolds you because he loves you, but what about me? I was beaten and scolded because I was not treated as a human being! You are noble, you care about these slaves, but why didn't you care about me in the first place!"
Dragging his extremely weak body, Marx and Lenin crawled up from the ground like a pile of rotten mud.
"I finally became a tower manager, but the Qin law changed again. Obscenity crimes, tower demolition, why did everything happen to me! Why did you make such a suggestion! Since you saved my brother and sister, why can't you place them in Chang'an? Why do you want me to be a manager who will be abolished soon!
"You came here for the zither, and you wanted to kill me because you saw how I treated my concubine. Those guests outside treated my concubine in the building in the same way, why don't you kill them? If you can kill me alone, can you kill everyone in the building? If you don't dare to kill me, get out. If you kill me, I will exterminate your entire clan!"
Squeak~
The door opened, and an old man with a strange appearance walked in and closed the door.
Normal people's foreheads are smooth like mirrors, either broad or narrow, but the old man had four large tumors on his forehead, which looked terrifying at first glance.
"That's right, be a good person to the end, and help the Buddha to the west. Since the Lord has chosen to rescue you, he should take care of you for the rest of your life."
Ma Lie turned around, confessed his true identity, and said with a crazy laugh:
"Ahahahaha, I have never seen such an ugly person, with four tumors on his head. Master, did you take you in because you felt sorry for your appearance?"
The old man smiled and said:
"Of course not. Your Majesty wants me because he values my real talent and knowledge. Boy, do you want to become my disciple and learn some earth-shattering skills?"
"What qualifications do you have to ask me to be your disciple? I get three gold coins a day! I can drink the fine wine banned in Qin whenever I want, and I can play with the beauties whenever I want!"
Ma Lie looked the old man's clothes up and down. As a servant in a tower and having served countless guests, he could recognize at a glance that this was the most ordinary linen clothes.
"Look at how shabby you are dressed. If you want me to treat you to some wine and meat, just tell me. You come to me to eat and drink for free under the name of a teacher. Even if I want to become your disciple, I would never want to become your disciple!"
The old man nodded slightly.
"From poverty to wealth. Not knowing where you are, not knowing who you are. I had a disciple like this before, his name was Yue Yi. Merchants of low status are limited in the number of times they can enter the tower. You want merchants to enter with commoners, treat commoners to wine and meat, and enter the tower by pretending to be friends with commoners.
"Being able to come up with such a method to circumvent the Qin law and make money, he is not much different from Lü Buwei. My surname is Wang, my name is Chan, and people call me Guiguzi. Pang Juan and Sun Bin learned the art of war from me, and Su Qin and Zhang Yi learned the art of diplomacy from me. I haven't accepted any disciples for ten years. I ask you again, are you willing to be my disciple?"
Ma Lie pointed at the old man and laughed wildly.
"You, you're Guiguzi? This is the biggest joke I've ever heard!"
Enough of laughing.
Ma Lie walked to the bedside, his steps unsteady. He pulled down the left bed curtain made of fine silk and wiped the dirt off his body.
"Without the order from the Lord, who dares to kill me? Get out of here, don't disturb my fun. If you don't get out of here, don't blame me for asking the guards to come and arrest you!"
Snap~
Snap~
Ma Lie walked towards the concubine on the ground with a grim smile on his face.
"Come on, let's continue."
The slave concubine had all her limbs intact and could run at any time, but she just shook her head and cried and said no.
What would it matter if he ran out? He was just running from the urn to the coffin. The space changed, but the environment remained the same.
Squeak
The sharp sword pierced through Ma Lie's chest. The familiar severe pain made Ma Lie lower his head with disbelief on his face.
He turned his head with difficulty and said to the man in black who appeared behind him at some point:
"I want to see Master Jun. Master Jun won't want me to die. I have done great things for Master Jun! Uh..."
His eyes dimmed quickly, and when his heart meridians were broken by the powerful internal force, he opened his mouth and blood continued to flow out.
He grabbed the arm of the man in black. He didn't know where he got the strength to do this in the last moment of his life, as his blood had stopped flowing and his body was so exhausted by women that it staggered when he walked.
"Let go, He, my sister..."
The blood rushed to his throat, making his speech unclear.
"Please, He, let go, uh..."
An internal force even more powerful than the one that had just broken his heart meridians was rushing through his body, indiscriminately attacking his internal organs and veins. No matter how strong his willpower was, he could not resist it.
He held the man in black's arm tightly, his five fingers tightly clasped but he couldn't pull the man in black at all. He slid to the ground, and the eyes that were just vicious and unruly were no longer bright.
"Alas, what a pity for such a good seedling."
Wang Chan shook his head and sighed, feeling very regretful.
The slave concubine lowered her head blankly, looking at the dead body at her feet. She did not scream nor panic. Instead, she curled up her body and continued to shiver.
She has seen many dead people.
She was numb to the deaths of concubines and ministers in the towers.
Manager Ma Lie died, and as a slave concubine, she could not survive either. No matter if she was called by others or not, this was the fate of a slave concubine.
Since she was going to die anyway, she simply stopped crying and lived as long as she could. Some people live to make a career, while others just want to live and not die.
"It's all right."
The man in black crouched and spoke gently to the concubine who hoped to be ignored and treated as an invisible person and live for a while longer.
The concubine's eyes suddenly lit up with a strange light. She would never forget this voice until her death, Master!
She raised her face with a smile on her face, but the next moment it lowered again. The man in black pinched the back of her neck and made her fall asleep.
"Your Majesty is very compassionate to women."
Wang Chan raised his hand and looked at the wrinkles on it.
"If I were a hundred years younger, I would be more compassionate to women than you, my Lord."
"You talk too much shit."
"Haha, I haven't seen Your Majesty so angry in a long time. I don't understand this. Is it that His Majesty didn't expect this boy to behave like this? Your Majesty has been observing people's hearts and nature for ten years, and you still can't see through this?"
Wang Chan reached out and took off the hat on the black-clothed man's head. Under the hat was a cold and handsome face. It was Ying Chengjiao who should have left Xianyang long ago.
"Or has Your Majesty guessed it long ago, but has been unwilling to believe it and deceived himself?"
"...I didn't expect that he would fall so quickly."
"Degenerate? What does degenerate mean? Is the boundary between them the Qin law or the morality in the king's heart? Is this boy wrong? Why can't he enjoy what others can enjoy? He should be grateful to the king and live a normal life with his sister?"
Wang Chan said with a smile, and the four tumors on his head trembled as if nodding.
"I don't want to discuss the Dao with you now."
Wang Chan put the hat on Ying Chengjiao's head again.
"Stop wearing a mask, my lord. This is how the world is. No one will sympathize with the weak. Laws are made by the strong. If you don't overthrow the Qin State and take the throne, no matter how much you do, it will be useless. No matter how pure this person was before, once he enters the black dye vat of the Qin State, only black will remain.
"People's hearts are like this, human nature is like this. The weak are not born pure and kind, they just don't have the opportunity to do evil. If you want the world in your dreams to reappear, killing the three major families is not enough. The King of Qin is the source of this world. If you don't deal with the King of Qin, the world will be difficult to change."
"Wang Chan."
Ying Chengjiao raised his head, his sharp eyes piercing through the black gauze of his hat, burning Wang Chan's throat a little. It was murderous intent that was as condensed as substance.
"It's not easy to live for hundreds of years. Don't force me to kill you, okay?"
Wang Chan smiled, put his hands behind his back, and opened the window of the room to let the noise outside in.
He lowered his head slightly and looked at the people clinking glasses, the people pushing cups and changing glasses, the people putting on forced smiles, and the people grinning with satisfaction.
"What does your Majesty intend to do? Kill them all?"
He turned his head and looked at Ying Chengjiao with a smile.
"Or kill them all?"
Ying Chengjiao didn't say anything. His face was hidden by the bamboo hat, so his expression couldn't be seen clearly.
"I heard that Your Majesty has changed from being benevolent to being domineering, and is now doing things as you please. Right now, at this very moment, what is Your Majesty's mind? Your Majesty can deceive me, Wang Chan, but you cannot deceive your own heart. People can keep changing, and their styles of doing things can also be different. But Chan believes that no matter how the appearance changes, you can always find the unchanging point. Your Majesty, have you figured out what your unchanging point is?"
Ying Chengjiao put on his hat, stood up and walked to Wang Chan's side and stood in a row, looking at the noise downstairs, with his side face facing Wang Chan's, and neither of them turned their heads.
"When it comes to human nature, no one in the world is better than you, Guiguzi, not even me. I really want to know one thing. Xunzi wanted the world to be united, Han Fei wanted to rule the country by law, Li Mu wanted to conquer the battlefield, and Lü Shu wanted to eliminate the nobility and inferiority. Guiguzi, what about you? What do you want?"
"Is this an exchange? I answer your questions, and you answer my doubts?"
"No, it's not. You don't have to answer."
"Since your Majesty has said so, I would like to answer."
Guiguzi took a step back and sat on the windowsill, not afraid of falling from the second floor.
"I once wanted to be as rich as a country, and I did business with Fan Li. He got Tao Zhugong, and I got countless gold and silver wealth. I once wanted to dominate the world, and I supported the Korean princess to ascend to the throne, and I was the master behind the scenes for more than ten years.
I once wanted to be invincible, so I fought a few battles and read a few military books. I felt that I understood everything, and accidentally taught Pang Juan and Sun Bin. I once wanted to establish my own school to lead the world, and be more feared than Confucianism, Mohism, and the School of Names. I succeeded, and Su Qin and Zhang Yi came into being.
I have had sex with the most beautiful woman in the world. Xi Shi was proficient in all the sexual intercourses that Fan Li taught her. My wisdom is higher than that of all the masters . Except for me, Guiguzi, who can master the art of war, yin and yang, Confucianism, Legalism, Mohism, vertical and horizontal, and the name of the hundred schools.
"I have enjoyed everything that this world has to offer and eaten the most delicious food in the world. This world is very boring to me. I thought that this would be my life, living in seclusion in the mountains and not caring about worldly affairs, until that day, when I saw a star suddenly appear in the west at night and shine brightly. My Lord, you have been born."
The black gauze of the bamboo hat moved slightly.
"You know, I don't believe this."
"Your Majesty didn't believe in witchcraft at first, what about now?"
Seeing Ying Chengjiao remained silent, Guiguzi said with a smile:
"In this world, there is only the emperor, whom I cannot see through or guess. This is very interesting. From ancient times to the present , whether it is Confucius or Li Er, Sun Wu or Mo Di, their knowledge is very high."
Wang Chan raised his hand and pointed at the four tumors on his forehead, which were not higher than the top of his head.
"If I am not older, I would not be as wise as you. But everyone learns, including me. Only you, the Lord, are born with the knowledge. They don't believe what you say, but I do."
Guiguzi pointed to the sky.
"You have not allowed me to leave Chang'an Palace these years, and have restricted my freedom, fearing that I would cause chaos in the world. You are worrying too much. No matter how chaotic this world is, can it still be as chaotic as the Warring States Period? It's boring. Lord, you are too slow in doing things. Can you be faster? I am tired of this world. I want to see another world."
Ying Chengjiao remained unmoved.
Wang Chan sighed deeply upon seeing this.
"Alas, Lord, why don't you tell me what the world is like and I'll do it myself. You're really too slow."
Ying Chengjiao held onto the windowsill.
"I'm telling you, you can't do it."
Guiguzi turned around in surprise. The tumors on his forehead did not look good. He said provocatively:
"How can I know if your Majesty doesn't tell me?"
When Guiguzi asked that question, he never thought that Ying Chengjiao would actually agree.
"In that world, there is a huge object in the sky that can carry hundreds of people. It is called an airplane. No matter how big a bird is, it is not as big as an airplane. Two people thousands of miles away can communicate through an object called a mobile phone and see each other's real-time appearance..."
"My Lord, this is boring."
Disappointment was written in every wrinkle on Guiguzi's old face.
"Please tell me something true. People cannot fly without wings, and Lie Zi's flying the wind is just a legend. It is even more absurd that people can talk and meet each other thousands of miles apart. If you don't want to say it, you don't have to lie like this."
Ying Chengjiao took off his hat so that Guiguzi could see his face and see the seriousness on his face.
"I told you, you can't do it."
"I have lived for hundreds of years and have never heard anything like your words. This must be false."
"I don't believe in witchcraft, feng shui, or yin and yang, just like you don't believe in what I say."
Guiguzi frowned and said nothing more.
Clang~
The window was slammed down with a loud noise.
But the sound left no impression on the ears of the guests in the room, because it was far less lively than the noise below.
A quarter of an hour later, thick smoke suddenly billowed.
"The fire is coming!"
"Put out the fire!"
"Get out of the way!"
“…”
All the guests rushed outside, and the thick smoke made them feel extremely uncomfortable.
Before the fifteenth day, the tower was burned down, just one day short.
Zhangtai Palace.
Gai Nie stood beside the First Emperor and asked him to call Zhao Gao out and clear the area.
"Chang'an Jun asked me to pass on a message. If Your Majesty does not cancel the slavery of my concubine, Chang'an Jun will repeat what happened ten years ago."
Ten years ago, half of the court ministers were killed or injured.
