Chapter 34 I must chop this bastard to pieces!
The building was empty.
Everyone left, and the servant lying on the ground lowered his head, not daring to get up for a long time.
There were many trampled marks on his back, left by the guests who had just been arrested and taken to the Tingwei Prison.
When the guests passed by the servants, they did not go around them or step on them intentionally. They just walked straight past them, treating them as part of the floor tiles.
The servant was almost dead after being trampled on. He groaned inwardly, but still did not stand up.
If you stand up, your life will be gone.
Two guards came over, picked up the servant like a dead dog, and dragged him away.
The servant did not struggle or resist because it was meaningless. This was his fate, and the fate of millions of slaves and concubines.
"etc."
The housekeeper stopped the two guards.
The servant's lifeless eyes suddenly burst into a bright light, and he threw himself in front of the housekeeper.
He wanted to say something flattering, but remembering that he had displeased the housekeeper last time because of his strong Zhao accent, he did not dare to open his mouth.
He just knelt there, with a flattering smile on his face, like a pug wagging its tail to beg for mercy.
The housekeeper frowned and stepped back. She felt very uncomfortable seeing the servant covered in blood and dirt.
She threw dozens of coins to the servant in disgust.
"Chang'an Jun gives this to you. Next time Chang'an Jun comes to the tower, you will lie down here."
"only!"
The servant responded with great joy, banging his head on the ground and gathering the money under his body with his hands, as if he was afraid that someone would snatch it away.
Slaves had no salary, and tips from guests were their only source of income.
However, this only source of income actually brings both blessings and disasters.
Qin law stipulated that looting was prohibited and offenders would be put to death. Anyone who looted would be killed, even if it was to rob slaves.
But if a slave was killed and his property was taken away, it would not be considered robbery, and the murderer only had to pay for killing the slave.
Therefore, once a slave's wealth exceeds the compensation for killing him, the slave will have no choice but to die.
Killing a slave required a compensation of one gold coin, which was equivalent to one thousand coins.
There is a huge difference between a few dozen coins and one gold coin, so the servants will not worry about their lives because of these few dozen coins.
Sister, I have got another thirty-six coins, and I will definitely redeem you.
The servant said secretly.
He was full of gratitude towards Ying Chengjiao.
Because Ying Chengjiao not only saved him, but also gave him a reward.
But the servant seemed to have forgotten that he was in life-and-death crisis because of a word from Ying Chengjiao.
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Zhangtai Palace.
Ying Chengjiao took off his veil and entered the hall to see Ying Fusu holding a scroll of bamboo slips in a daze . He looked at Gai Nie suspiciously.
Is this sultry guy lying to me? How can my nephew be so active? Isn't he still in the same terrible state as in the court?
Gai Nie didn't know the reason either.
When he went out, Ying Fusu was still full of vigor and vitality. How come he became like this in the blink of an eye?
If he were outside, he might reply to Ying Chengjiao, "I don't know."
But in the Zhangtai Palace, in front of the First Emperor, he could not be so casual.
Gai Nie shook his head slightly, indicating that he did not lie to Ying Fusu, but also that he did not know why Ying Fusu acted like this.
Gai Nie closed the palace door and stood at the door consciously to guard Zhangtai Palace, with his hand on the hilt of the sword.
"What's in your hand, nephew? Let your uncle take a look!" Ying Fusu's hands were empty, and the bamboo slips were picked up by Ying Chengjiao.
"Uncle, you can't do that. This is the order of our father!" Ying Fusu exclaimed in shock.
The young master is in trouble!
Although the decree is not an imperial edict with the imperial seal, it is written by Your Majesty after all. How can we treat it lightly?
Gai Nie, who was guarding the door, also felt a sinking feeling in his heart, worried about Ying Chengjiao.
"I'll give it back to you after just two glances, don't be so stingy!"
Ying Chengjiao's nonchalant reply made Ying Fusu and Gai Nie's worried hearts beat wildly.
Previously, Ying Chengjiao did not know that what Ying Fusu had in his hands was an imperial decree , and he could claim that ignorance was not a crime.
But now that Ying Fusu has clearly reminded him, Ying Chengjiao still has the same attitude towards the imperial edict, which means he knowingly commits a crime.
"Uncle, return Fusu to me!"
My father has a violent temper and he just told me the price of despising him.
Now, what my uncle is doing is exactly what is irritating my father!
If my uncle is punished by my father for this, it will be all Fusu's fault!
Gai Nie didn't dare to speak, his attention was always focused behind him.
The eldest son's appearance changed drastically, which must be due to the Emperor's anger. The son disregarded the Emperor's order, which was disrespectful to the Emperor. The son was implicated, and the Emperor was furious. He was afraid that he would suffer a great loss today!
"Stop making noise!"
There were not many words on the bamboo slips, and Ying Chengjiao finished reading them quickly, frowning.
He attended court and "interpreted" the Analects.
If Ying Fusu still wants to go to Shangjun, then what is the point of everything he does?
Get rid of his eldest nephew Ying Fusu.
Ying Chengjiao smiled and approached Ying Zheng while Ying Fusu tried to persuade him not to do so. He poked his head over Ying Zheng's shoulder, stared at the bamboo slips approved by Ying Zheng and said, "Is my brother busy?"
Uncle, it’s over!
"Father! My uncle's mistake was unintentional! He did not intend to peek at the memorial!" Ying Fusu shouted urgently.
Peeping at His Majesty's memorial! Sir, are you going to risk your life for laxity?
Gai Nie's heart trembled greatly, and he did not care about guarding the palace gate. He looked back and had the urge to take Ying Chengjiao to break through the palace gate and rush out of Xianyang Palace.
Before the First Emperor of Qin, all memorials were first sent to the Prime Minister's residence for review.
Only memorials that the prime minister could not resolve or make a decision on would be sent to the King of Qin.
After the First Emperor took power, one of his decrees was that all memorials must be presented to him first.
Ying Zheng turned the reviewing of memorials into a privilege exclusive to the Qin king - memorials were presented to the First Emperor by Qin's ministers and could not be reviewed by anyone else.
If Lü Buwei, who was the last one to review memorials and infringe upon the royal power, had been reincarnated successfully, he would be six years old now.
"What are you doing here, you brat?" Ying Zheng pushed Ying Chengjiao's head away and said with disdain, "Stay away from me. Are you coming from the tower again? Don't let your rouge and powder smell on me."
Anyone who heard these words could hear the meaning of intimacy in the Emperor Qin Shi Huang's deep disdain.
Ying Fusu's anxious face first turned stiff, and then turned into a state of bewilderment.
The Queen Mother rebelled and is still imprisoned in Yongdi by her father, the Emperor.
My uncle is violating the royal authority, but my father doesn’t care?
Gai Nie turned around silently and continued to stare coldly outside the door. His hand on the hilt of the sword was trembling slightly, because he wanted to chop off his former self several hours ago with the sword.
The prince had such a close relationship with the First Emperor that the prince could even read memorials at will.
The First Emperor could trust you so much, what was , how could I suspect that you were planning a mutiny?!
"I understand, I understand. My brother has six palaces and he doesn't care about the vulgar women in the palace."
"Nonsense! I review memorials every day! How can I have the energy to spend on the Sixth Prince's Palace?"
Ying Chengjiao looked at Ying Zheng with sympathy, moved his body to the side to block Ying Fusu's sight, and said in a voice that only Ying Zheng could hear: "Royal brother, are you overindulging yourself and can't do it anymore?"
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If my sword had not been kicked out of the palace, I would have killed this bastard!
