Chapter 273 Backstab
The deliberately suppressed laughter echoed steadily in the small wooden house, which was lit only by a candle and was so dim that the three people, who were no more than three meters apart, could not see each other's facial expressions.
The flickering candle flame was trembling, as if it would go out at any moment. Amidst the laughter that was not that of a human, it struggled to protect the last three inches of light.
"Let's go."
A large shadow appeared on the table, which was slightly yellow due to the candlelight.
Bai Fei crushed the wick with his thumb and index finger. A wisp of green smoke dissipated and darkness swallowed up the light.
The thick ink wavered slightly, and a slight creaking sound was heard. Three people walked out of the dark room and headed towards the hall where almost all the noble families in Xianyang gathered.
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"Is this the foundation of the three great families?"
Cai Dui was stunned at the scene around him. As the son of Cai Ze, who had served as the prime minister of Qin, Cai Dui had seen a lot of the world.
The scene before him was beyond Cai Dui's expectations and beyond his imagination. He couldn't help but whisper to his father Cai Zeyan.
"Father... I have never seen such a scene. Such a layout is hard to find even in the hedonistic Wei Palace, and it really shouldn't appear in Qin. The Six Kings Palace built by Your Majesty is probably not comparable to this."
Cai Dui was not the only one who was stunned. Cai Ze also had the same reaction.
But compared to his son who has trouble controlling his facial expressions, the old man is more capable of pretending.
The Qin State, from top to bottom, was happy to hear about war, and they implemented the farming and warfare system and did nothing else, living a frugal life.
The old man had never thought that a non-royal family could build such a palace.
The hall was extremely large and wide, the largest hall the old man had ever seen after traveling around the world and seeing a lot of things. The old man estimated that it was even larger than the Xuanniao Hall, which was specially used for holding large banquets.
The main hall has beams made of purple cloud-top sandalwood, and the four outer walls that constitute the main body of the hall are made of pure crystal jade. The misty light it emits is soft and delicate, giving people a sense of fantasy and dream.
The people here must think they are not in the human world.
The thick pillars that support the hall are made of gold and are at least as wide as an adult's palm.
The hall is divided into areas, which are not separated by vertical walls, but by curtains made of white pearls.
The areas divided by the pearl curtains vary in size, with small areas being the majority.
The small area of less than five square meters had only a large bed, on which two people were fighting shirtless, the man panting and the woman crying.
Beside the bed was a six-foot-wide agarwood bench, above which hung a silk curtain embroidered with crabapple flowers embroidered with pearls and silver threads.
Here, the clouds and rain are changing, and the surge of strength causes the silk to sway, like falling into a phantom sea of clouds and mountains.
On the couch there was a green jade scented pillow, a soft silk mat, and a folded jade belt and gauze quilt, all of which had a faint aphrodisiac fragrance to add to the excitement of the guests.
On the top of the pagoda in the entire hall, there is a huge moon bead hanging, shining brightly like the bright moon. No matter how many candles there are, they cannot compete with the moon's brilliance.
The ground is paved with white jade and embedded with gold beads. Lotus flowers are carved out of the ground, each shaped like a five-stem lotus.
The petals are vivid and delicate, and even the stamens are delicate and discernible, all of which are the work of a famous craftsman.
When I stepped on it barefoot, I felt its warmth and smoothness. It turned out that it was all carved from Lantian warm jade.
Every step you take is a lotus, every step you take is a jade lotus.
So far, this is still a temple that can be built purely with money.
Although it is extremely extravagant, it would not shock Cai Ze, who has traveled all over the world. It would only attract Cai Dui's attention.
What really made Cai Ze speechless was that he thought the scene before him was unprecedentedly extravagant and outrageous. Even the six palaces built by the First Emperor were at most as luxurious as this.
In the main hall, there were dozens of old trees full of fruits!
Among the red walls and yellow tiles, and the magnificent ancient trees, Cai Ze would never have believed it if he had not seen it with his own eyes.
Famous scholars are good at debate, which is what their doctrines pursue, to verify the truth and falsehood, and the external image of the principles between heaven and earth.
Cai Ze, a daming scholar who observed everything in the world very carefully, knew very well that a tree cannot live without light, and cannot grow without water.
Cai Ze touched the mottled trunk of an old tree, plucked the fruit from it, put it into his mouth and bit it hard.
Whether it was the feeling of the wood between his fingers, the slight resistance when pulling off the fruit, or the juice overflowing from the mouth, all told the old man that this old tree was real.
Looking around, it is such a huge palace. The golden glazed tiles on the dome are released by the light of the night pearl, and the accompanying light is like the sunset sun.
But this is not real sunshine after all.
The old man really couldn't understand how the Meng, Xi and Bai families managed to keep the old trees alive and well indoors and even bear fruit.
It’s different from what my father focuses on.
Cai Dui, who is in his fifties and is about to know the will of heaven, would be an old man among ordinary people. What he cares more about is the outrageous behavior that makes people blush.
The sound of the bubbles made his heart beat faster, and the cries that sounded like both pleasure and pain made his mouth dry.
The happy laughter, heavy breathing, and yelled obscene words gave rise to an evil thought in the heart of Cai Dui, who was well-versed in the books of sages and should have sneered at such angry rebukes.
His steady heart was beating fast and he wanted to get off this human skin.
Do the same thing as those heads of aristocratic families around you who perform Zhou Gong rites in public and are not only shameless but also proud of it.
Doing what only animals would do in public - those pearl curtains can't block out the sound or the sight.
Amid the sound of pearl curtains and jade shattering, the snow-white body and the shiny back are faintly visible in the fine details, which is more likely to arouse human's primitive desires.
Cai Dui, who had been reluctant to come, is now very grateful to his father. He intuitively felt that he had come to the right place, and that he would miss the night he spent here for ten years.
He knew he was fallen, but he was willing to fall.
The land of pleasure is the grave of heroes. There are so many lands of pleasure that Cai Dui, who thinks he is not a hero, can bury himself here.
"Go if you want to."
The old man picked a lot of fruits and sat against the old tree at the base of the trunk and on the white jade.
The old bones, wrapped in a little flesh, snuggled against the old tree trunk, and were out of place in the hall filled with the scent of hormones.
The old man ate the fruit bite by bite. Instead of advising his son to calm down, he showed understanding and indulged him.
“…Father.”
Cai Dui finally knew the meaning of propriety, righteousness, integrity and shame, and it was not easy for him to overcome the hurdle in his heart and join the Wuzhe Conference.
Tsai Ing-wen is very conflicted now.
He wanted to give up everything and indulge himself, throwing himself into the massive project that was in full swing.
The books of sages he had read reminded him to stick to the bottom line and not do beastly things, and the look in his father's eyes beside him also made him feel afraid.
He felt a little conflicted about seeing the old tree blossom in public, and he felt particularly conflicted about seeing the old tree blossom in the eyes of his father.
Cai Ze saw his son's embarrassment and said while chewing the fruit, "Father will sit here and wait for you."
Cai Dui heard this sentence, and the message he extracted from it was that as long as he stayed away from the old tree, his father would not see his funny behavior.
When I thought of this, the books of sages were burned into powder by the fire of desire.
Cai Dui, who was almost fifty years old, lowered his head, said "Yes" in a very low voice, and left in a hurry.
Faced with morality and desire, he abandoned morality and chose the latter.
After his son left, the old man sighed so softly that it was unclear whether he was sighing because he was powerless or because his son was not like him.
As time passed, the old man ate the fruit slower and slower.
He is a bit old, not a martial arts expert, and he doesn't work much on weekdays, so his appetite is not big.
The pearl curtains no longer jingled, and the surging gauze curtains inside calmed down. Human power is ultimately limited, and even if human power is unlimited, descendants are also limited.
The beautiful concubines left with great harvests, and more and more heads of noble families entered the sage time and walked towards the largest area separated by the pearl curtain, where there were exquisite tables filled with fine wine and delicacies.
More and more people are sitting behind the exquisite table.
When Cai Dui, with his head down and his face ashamed, walked to Cai Ze with trembling legs and whispered "Father", the father, supporting his son, also appeared behind a beautiful table.
Cai Dui, who had exhausted countless physical energy, spent all his wealth and was penniless, was sweating profusely and was very thirsty.
As soon as I smell the fragrance of the wine, my eyes light up and I can't wait to have a glass.
The old man frowned, covered the mouth of the wine jug, and scolded his son, asking if he wanted to die.
The servants and concubines who were supposed to serve on the scene brought a pot of warm water and poured it for his son to drink. Cai Dui drank the whole pot of warm water with a smile.
"Did you guys have fun?" Meng Jiakunlang, who had arrived here a long time ago and was sitting in the first seat on the right, said with a smile: "How is it? Is this more comfortable than the pavilion?"
Some people in the classroom were shaking their heads and smacking their lips, as if they were savoring the moment.
Hearing this, he immediately praised: "If I had known that Xianyang had such a precious place, why would I have gone there!"
"That's true. I've never felt so good before."
"Didn't you say you wanted to take us to broaden our horizons and learn how Brother Meng, Brother Xi, and Brother Bai made these slave concubines so charming?"
"Come here once to let His Majesty know your feelings, come here often to oppose His Majesty. But after today's experience, sex at home is boring. I will wait for the three of you to tell us about the wonderful things, and then we will go back, hehe."
“…”
Bai Fei and Xi Shu, who were sitting at the same table with Meng Jiakun, smiled at each other.
That sounds nice. If I really tell you this, you will be able to buy concubines in large numbers right away and squeeze out my three families.
"well."
Xishu let out a long sigh.
"Why are you sighing, Brother Xi?"
The supporting actor Bai Fei had a surprised look on his face.
"Shu sighed that his nephew Gan was in prison in Xianyang and his life or death was unknown, but we were powerless to save him, so we sighed, Shu is incompetent!"
Xishu pounded his chest with his fists, like a gorilla.
Everyone tried to comfort him, saying that it was not that we were not doing our job, but that the boy was too vicious. If Gan Shangqing had made any mistake, this matter could not be concealed, and he must be safe now.
The expressions on their faces were the same as Xishu's, full of anger, but they didn't care in their hearts, waiting to see what Meng, Xi, and Bai were up to.
"well!"
Bai Fei sighed heavily.
"Why are you sighing, Brother Bai? Are you sighing for my nephew Gan's plight?"
This time it was Xishu's turn to cooperate with Bai Fei.
"Fei Tan's nephew has been captured, and you are all spending too little every day. I feel uncomfortable watching this!"
If you feel uncomfortable, why don't you tell me how to train your concubine so that we can make money together.
Everyone was secretly complaining.
Although he thanked Master Bai for his concern, he was indeed living in hardship and had reduced his diet to just one meat meal a day.
In fact, the living standards of the aristocratic families have not decreased at all.
A centipede is still alive even after death, and a lean camel is still bigger than a horse.
Which noble family didn't have food stored? It had only been a dozen days, how could it possibly affect their daily lives?
They probably understood the intentions of the three companies, but they didn't point it out clearly because they were not interested in business.
They are all thousand-year-old foxes. When they get together, they look like Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio. There are only a few people in this hall.
Cai Ze looked at the scene calmly, and he felt like laughing again.
These aristocratic families in Qin State, whether it is Meng Xibai or those present here, are really simple.
Humph! A bunch of old foxes!
Meng Jiakun cursed inwardly, then sighed heavily.
"well!"
"Why is Patriarch Meng sighing?"
Cai Ze suddenly spoke loudly, which made Bai Fei, who was about to respond, happy, but he swallowed the words back.
It's a good thing to have someone cooperate.
Since ancient times, no matter what the matter is, the most difficult thing is to go from 0 to 1.
The three of them turned to look at the person who spoke, and were even more delighted when they saw that it was Cai Ze.
They nodded to Cai Ze openly, with expressions of appreciation on their faces.
Everyone was a little surprised to know that Cai Ze had always believed in the word "Go".
Anyone can answer this question, why would it be Cai Ze who answered it? Is the matter settled?
This old guy has always been unwilling to take any risks, so what's the matter?
Gan Shangqing will indeed not be able to leave Xianyang Prison in the short term, otherwise people like Cai Ze should be the last team.
"Brother Bai and Brother Xi are both sighing about other things, but my realm is not high, and what I think about are all trivial matters at home. Since Lord Gangcheng asked, and the elders asked questions, Jiakun dare not not answer."
Meng Jiakun put on a sad expression, picked up the wine bottle with his long arm, poured the wine into his mouth, and acted like he was drinking to drown his sorrows.
After drinking the wine, he wiped his mouth and said, "As you all know, all the slaves in the towers except Xianyang were trained and sent there by us. Your Majesty unified the world, and more people from various countries flowed into Qin. The demand for slaves increased significantly, but my three families had difficulty selling them because they did not have enough money.
"I am really anxious to see that the money is not in my hands. Then I think that Xianyang Tower is under the surveillance of that bastard, and he must know how to train us. If this money is allowed to be earned by that bastard, we will never have a good life."
If this had been said before today, everyone present would have believed it to some extent.
Having personally experienced the slave concubine services of the three families, which far surpass those of the palace maids, how could everyone not know about the fox tails of the three families?
This was clearly an attempt to take advantage of Gan Luo's arrest and imprisonment in Xianyang Prison and the creation of their common enemy Ying Chengjiao.
The three families are fighting for power, and they want to replace the Gan family.
The Gan family was able to become the leader of the aristocratic families because they relied on the huge profits from selling scrap iron and bronze artifacts, and tied all the aristocratic families to the Gan family's carriage.
Then why can't the three families use the huge profits from selling slave concubines to tie all the noble families to their carriages?
Since ancient times, persuading people with words or convincing them with reason is not as good as tempting them with benefits.
