Chapter 274: If your three families are like this, aren’t you afraid of Lord Chang’an?
There was silence at first, but then there was a burst of comforting voices.
"That guy is also imprisoned in Xianyang Prison and can't get out for the time being. How can he earn this money?"
"We are here today. When His Majesty finds out, that brat will not have a good ending."
"Master Meng, don't worry. The three great families make me feel like I'm in a fairyland without any thoughts of the tower. How can that boy have such ability?"
“…”
It seems that everyone is sincere and it sounds like everyone is giving good advice.
But in fact, what everyone said was just nonsense, and not a single word hit the point.
The three men's plans were clanging loudly, and everyone could hear them clearly across the two Xianyang Palaces.
But this is a matter of life and death, at best, concerning the family's economic resources; at best, concerning the family's life and death and inheritance.
Even with the endorsement of Cai Ze, who likes to live in disgrace, it is not possible to make all the noble families bow down and change their allegiance with just a few words.
Meng Jiakun, Bai Fei and Xi Shu exchanged glances in public, but the many heads of aristocratic families who were present pretended not to see anything.
They were not afraid of the three people coming up with a countermeasure; instead, they were waiting for them to come up with a countermeasure.
In the political struggle of Qin State, there were only a few who used intelligence information and time difference to catch people off guard and put them to death.
In most cases, everyone plays with their cards open. Both sides look at each other's cards and then see whether the other party is willing to put up their chips.
Gangcheng Jun Cai Ze echoed a few words, and after expressing his attitude, he stopped talking.
If he continues to talk like this and becomes impatient to join the three great families, he will be suspected of being a stooge.
Those present were all the heads of major families. Perhaps a few of them were idiots, but the vast majority were not mentally retarded.
Too much is as bad as too little.
"If this doesn't bring people together in such a good situation, you guys really disappoint Ze Tai."
Cai Ze whispered to himself.
"What did Father say?"
Cai Dui was sitting next to his father, less than a foot away, but he did not hear clearly what Cai Ze said.
"Dui shared my father's worries."
Entering the sage time, Cai Dui, who felt deeply guilty for failing to live up to the saint's ways, tried his best to put on his human skin again in front of his father.
"A pond that is too clear, where you can see the bottom, will not have any fish. Just forget what you did today and don't worry about it."
Cai Dui knew that whatever he was thinking in his heart could not be hidden from his father, who always seemed cautious from the time he was born to his adulthood and then to his old age.
He no longer concealed anything, smiled awkwardly and stopped talking.
My father must have brought me here for a reason, what could it be...
The older Cai Duicai got, the more he understood his father's abilities.
Not to mention anything else, how many people could reach the highest position under King Zhaoxiang of Qin and then retire with honor?
Fan Ju, the famous official who expelled the Four Nobles, is not suitable, and Bai Qi, the butcher who fought on the battlefield without ever being defeated, is not suitable either.
What’s the use of fame if you’ve lost your life?
The Cai family has a large collection of books, and Cai Dui has read many of them.
The Analects, The Art of War, Mozi, Gongsun Longzi, Six Strategies, Three Strategies...
With so many books, Cai Dui believed that even if he did not master the essentials, he would at least have a general idea of them.
But there was one book that he had read since he was a child, but he felt that he had only learned the basics.
The name of this book is Cai Ze.
Cai Dui read the most but learned the least, and still believes that he has only learned half of the word "Guo".
"What are you thinking about, Brother Cai?"
The person at the next table was Baili Cheng, the patriarch of the Baili family. Seeing Cai Dui staring at the table, he asked very quickly.
Baili Cheng and Cai Dui are of the same generation. This sudden question was not out of concern for Cai Dui, but to find out Cai Ze's true intention from Cai Dui's unguarded mouth.
Bailicheng believed that Cai Ze, the timid man, was the first to take sides, and he must have known the secrets of the three families of Meng, Xi, and Bai.
"Exchange..."
Cai Dui opened his mouth to speak, and Dui was thinking about the purpose of his father bringing him here.
As soon as he uttered a word, Cai Ze grabbed his wrist.
"My son is sitting next to the head of the Baili family. He is overwhelmed by his nobleness and cannot help himself. He has never seen the world."
Cai Ze spoke very quickly, as if he was afraid that his son would say something and was trying hard to cover it up.
Baili Cheng took a deep look at Cai Ze, and from Cai Ze's behavior, he became more convinced that Cai Ze knew the inside story of the three families.
"You are joking, Mr. Gangcheng. With Mr. Gangcheng here, there is no need for another noble person."
This passage seems to be a compliment, but it is actually an insult.
On the surface, he was praising Cai Ze as the head of the aristocratic family and the most honorable person at the table, but inwardly he was mocking Cai Ze as a puppet pushed in front of the three great aristocratic families and not worthy of the word honorable in front of the three family heads Meng Xibai.
Cai Ze said to the head of the Baili family, "Miao Zan, Miao Zan" with a face full of shame, pretending that he didn't understand, so that Baili Cheng's subsequent provocative words were all aborted.
Cai Ze's refusal to accept the challenge left Baili Cheng with no way to deal with him.
Baili Cheng cursed the old fox in his heart, smiled slightly, pursed his lips and took a sip of wine.
He said loudly, "Brother Meng, you and I are from the same family. Although my family does not have much money, I am willing to lend you 500 gold to help you out of your urgent need."
The Baili family has always claimed that it was founded by Baili Xi, and they are the direct descendants of Baili Xi, as evidenced by the family tree.
The founder of the Meng family, Meng Mingshi, was the son of Baili Xi. So if we use this as an example, it can be said that the two families are related.
However, the Meng family has always refused to acknowledge the Baili family's remarks.
It is claimed that Baili Xi's ancestor had only one son, who was Meng Mingshi, the ancestor who founded the Meng family. The Baili of the Baili family is not the Baili of Baili Xi, my ancestor of the Meng family.
With the opposition from the Meng family, one of the three major families, the Baili family's position in the Qin State was very awkward. Few families acknowledged that the Baili family was the descendant of Baili Xi, a famous prime minister of the Qin State.
The levels of aristocratic families are divided not only by foundation but also by bloodline. The influence of ancestors is not just talk.
Acknowledging that the Baili family is the descendant of Baili Xi is not just a title, but also means acknowledging that the Baili family is an ancient family that can stand shoulder to shoulder with the three great families of Meng, Xi, and Bai.
No family wants to see the three largest families become the four largest families, unless their family is the one that becomes the fourth largest family.
Hearing Baili Cheng's words, Meng Jiakun, who was secretly cursing the aristocratic families for not releasing their eagles until they saw the rabbit, felt a sinking feeling in his heart.
Accepting the offer means recognizing the legitimate status of the descendants of Baili Xi as the Baili family, and the Baili family will share the ancestor of Baili Xi with the Meng family.
Failure to respond would mean rejecting Bailicheng's surrender and refusing an important opportunity to break the current deadlock and continue the seizure of power.
Bai Fei, Xi Shu's eyes lit up and he stared at Meng Jiakun with sharp eyes.
What the two of them expressed in their eyes was that if your Meng family still doesn't respond, our two families will help you respond.
Whether there is anyone who joins the group before making the concessions, even if it is just one company, will have completely different results for the three companies.
Humph, it’s not like I’m dividing the ancestors of your two families!
Meng Jiakun snorted inwardly, but showed no dissatisfaction on his face.
"Chengdi Gaoyi."
He nodded slightly, acknowledging what Baili Cheng said in front of all the noble families.
Baili Cheng nodded with satisfaction.
For him, no matter whether the Meng, Xi and Bai families will be able to subdue the other aristocratic families in the future, his Baili family will be among the ancient aristocratic families of the Qin State after today.
Although the noble families were very dissatisfied, they couldn't say anything.
If they were in the other's place, they would make the same decision as Baili Cheng.
Cai Ze let go of his son's wrist and waited for things to enter the next stage.
Meng Jiakun, Bai Fei and Xi Shu waited for a while and saw that all the noble families were laughing and no one from Bailicheng stood up.
He knew that if he didn't take out his supplies now, no one would surrender.
It is difficult to get something for nothing. Gan Luo gathered the hearts of all the noble families and directly opened up some sales channels.
"Thank you for your righteous words." Meng Jiakun said loudly: "Jiakun knows why you came here. Please reward me."
Everyone's eyes lit up, knowing that the climax had finally arrived. The three great families were finally going to announce the training methods, and they waited in silence.
Pah pah pah
Bai Fei, who was sitting, clapped his hands three times vigorously.
As the applause died down, two servants came over with a thick horizontal bar on their shoulders. Under the horizontal bar was a large jar tied with a hemp rope. The two servants came over breathlessly carrying the large jar.
Boom~
The large jar fell to the ground with a loud noise, which showed that it must be quite heavy.
Everyone was confused.
What does training a slave concubine have to do with a jar?
This jar is generally a container used to store water, wine and food. Every household has one and it is not a rare item.
The heads of the noble families looked at each other, wondering if the Meng, Xi, and Bai families were fooling them. How could a container train a concubine?
Cai Ze narrowed his eyes and concentrated carefully.
According to the old man's observation, all the guests had fun for no more than a quarter of an hour, which was not normal.
The heads of aristocratic families are supported by the entire family, and they have the best medical and dietary supplements. As long as they don't spend every night in the bridal chamber, they won't suffer from kidney deficiency.
Among so many people, it is understandable that there are a few lustful old men who prefer beautiful women, but it cannot be the case for all of them, right?
And there is another difference.
All the concubines who appeared today had abnormal bodies and postures.
Appearance is of the highest quality, which the old man can understand. I believe that all of them must have taken into consideration when the three families selected their concubines for training.
But this is the next game...
The old man stared at the buttocks of the beautiful concubine who had just walked up. It was not that the old man was obsessed with sex, but the buttocks of the beautiful concubine were too terrifying.
Standing upright, the buttocks are raised high, four inches beyond the parallel line of the thighs, slightly exposed on both sides of the body, round like a full moon, the main focus is on plumpness.
The beautiful concubine was wearing a tight-fitting white cloth, and everything on her body could be seen clearly by the other noble families. The cloth did not serve the purpose of covering her body at all.
Xishu stood up from the table, holding a pot of wine in his hand, walked to the beautiful concubine, smiled evilly, and poured the whole pot of wine on the beautiful concubine.
The wine wet the white cloth, which could not cover anything to begin with, and made it transparent, revealing the curves of the beautiful concubine.
The aroma of wine mixed with the scent of a woman, as well as the transparent clothes, made everyone's breathing quicken instantly.
Bang Bang
Xishu slapped the edge of the jar with his palm and his eyes narrowed.
The beautiful concubine immediately understood, spread her legs, put one foot inside the jar and the other outside, and sat astride the edge of the jar.
The jar was at least 1.23 meters long. After the woman sat on it, her feet could not touch the ground. All her weight was concentrated on her lower body, pressing on the edge of the jar.
This posture would make a Qin army soldier who was not on horseback frown and shake three times to find his balance.
But the moment this beautiful concubine sat on him, she was as steady as a rock, without even the slightest shake.
There was a patriarch of a noble family who understood the difficulty of this and immediately left his seat and walked over to the beautiful concubine to observe her closely.
He discovered that the beautiful slave concubine's legs were tightly clamped around the narrow edge of the urn, and the muscles of her entire thighs were visibly stretched straight.
"Master Xi, how long can this girl sit?"
"One hour."
As Xishu spoke, he moved his hands on the concubine's body, kneading her vigorously through her white clothes.
The beautiful concubine did not feel any pleasure, only endless pain, because Xishu pinched her too hard.
Her face turned pale, cold sweat began to break out on her forehead, and her body was shaking with pain, but she sat cross-legged on the urn without moving an inch.
More and more people saw through the trick and left their seats to observe the changes in the concubine, as if they were looking at a rare object.
"The Bai family spends money every year to buy slaves and concubines, and let them sit on the edge of the jar to practice. When they are young, they sit on the small jar, and when they are old, they sit on the big jar. They eat and sleep on the jar. If they persist in this for five years, they are considered trained and can be called jar pigs."
Xishu patted the beautiful concubine's shoulder complacently. The crisp sound and the beautiful concubine's clenched teeth showed that the force was definitely not small.
"You have all experienced the wonders of this jar pig. Its lower body is layered, thick, tight, and flexible. Under the full power of the jar pig, no one has been able to survive for more than a cup of tea."
Everyone's eyes lit up and they all started to take action.
He tore open the white cloth covering the beautiful concubine, and reached the secluded place through the winding path, determined to make the scallop spit out water.
No matter how beautiful and powerful the concubine was , she could not withstand the attack on her weak spot. Her body was shaking and her face was flushed as she begged for mercy.
"If you fall, you know the consequences." Xishu said with a smile.
The beautiful concubine's face turned pale in an instant, and her shaking body suddenly tensed up, as if a thousand-pound weight was placed on it, and she sat on the edge of the jar motionless.
"Even a virgin can't compare to that."
"My fingers are about to break."
"Master Xi has great means!"
“…”
Xishu smiled and accepted the praise from the heads of the noble families, shaking his head and saying, "A good jar pig will give people at least three feelings. The first is a winding path leading to a secluded place with a different world. The second is sudden enlightenment and gradually getting better. These are the three feelings."
He chuckled.
"That is the depth of bliss, even birds are tired and still know it hahahahaha!"
The crowd laughed in a way that all men could understand.
Cai Dui, who had been sitting next to Cai Ze, had his vision blocked by the crowd and could not see anything. He did not know what everyone was laughing at and he was itching to get up and leave his seat to take a closer look.
Gang Chengjun grabbed her wrist again under the exquisite table.
The old man didn't let his son go, but he stood up with a smile and squeezed into the crowd.
He smiled and said, "What a pity, what a pity. My old bones can only look at it. I wonder why the body shape of this jar pig is different from that of ordinary people?"
"After sitting on the edge of the urn for many years, his pelvis had long been deformed, and if it hadn't been deformed, he wouldn't have been able to sit on the urn."
The old man nodded and smiled, "Ze has another question. Sitting on the edge of the urn is a hundred times more uncomfortable than riding a horse. How did the head of the Xi family make these girls persist since they were young?"
Xishu smiled and pointed at the mouth of the jar to help the old man understand.
"All the jar pigs gather in one place. If one falls into the jar, they will be half filled with water, covered with a lid and cooked over high heat. This jar is not only used for training the jar pigs, but also for their return. When the other jar pigs hear the pigs' cries, they dare not neglect them at all."
The old man smiled and nodded.
"I see."
Suddenly the smile disappeared and his face became expressionless.
"With your three families acting like this, aren't you afraid of Lord Chang'an?"
