42. THESE PEOPLE WANT TO REBEL.

 

The end result of teasing the master is to be fined not to speak for a day, and to perform a pantomime in front of all the slaves on the construction site.

Bao Ye, who dared not complain, prepared the tools for the show, and went to Nian Gao to ask to perform a pantomime with him.

Nian Gao didn’t agree at first, but later Bao Ye said that it’s master’s order, and he didn’t need to talk when he was on stage, as long as he was in charge of playing the deacon who whipped the slave.

Nian Gao had long wanted to give Bao Ye a beating, and, with his disdainful attitude towards Bao Ye, he could definitely play a cruel and bad deacon well.

After Bao Ye convinced him, he stopped talking.

When it was lunch time at twelve noon, the slaves on the construction site went outside to get their lunch. When they saw that there was a stage next to the lunch station, and a big black speaker was placed on the platform, they were very curious and asked: “Why is there a stage? What kind of performance is this? Look, master is here too.”

Dong Ling Ce sat under the stage, ignored the slaves’ discussions, and concentrated on eating the meal in front of him.

At this time, there was many cicada cries from the speakers, giving everyone the illusion that the already hot weather had become even hotter.

Then, everyone saw the ugly slave with a hoe on his right shoulder and a dummy child on his back walking up to the center of the stage, pretending to be digging the ground with the hoe.

The deacon who was in charge said: “The slave on the stage will perform a pantomime.”

Someone asked: “What is pantomime?”

“It’s a play without dialogues only actions, The master is rewarding you to watch, so watch it carefully.”

When everyone heard that they could watch the performance, they were all excited.

On the stage, Bao Ye plowed the land for a while, stopped and looked up at the hot sun in the sky, wiped the sweat from his forehead, then picked up the bowl on the ground to moisten his throat, but the water in the bowl had long since run out .

Bao Ye frowned and sighed, stuck out his tongue and licked his dry and peeling lips, and continued to dig, but the child on his back  cried out.

He put down the child in a hurry, patted and coaxed him, wanting to feed the child water, picked up the bowl and saw that the bowl was empty and put the bowl back on the ground, he looked around anxiously, but there was dirt all around.

The child cried louder and louder, even his voice became hoarse from crying.

Bao Ye coaxed and coaxed, then raised his hand suddenly and slapped himself hard, feeling that he was so useless that he couldn’t even give the child a sip of water.

The voice in the speaker changed with the atmosphere, and a sad piece of music floated out.

Seeing this, the slaves in the audience unknowingly slowed down their eating speed. Although the person on the stage did not say a word, he showed the helplessness and sadness with his actions and facial expressions. As a slave They were not only influenced by the performer on stage, but also deeply felt the pain inside.

Suddenly, there was a snap, the sound of a whip, Nian Gao took the whip and walked to Bao Ye’s side.

The sad music on the speakers suddenly became tense.

The slaves couldn’t help feel anxious for Bao Ye, when they saw that the young man with the whip was playing the role of a deacon.

Angrily, Nian Gao threw a whip on Bao Ye’s back, pointed at the ground, and told Bao Ye to continue his work.
Bao Ye ignored the pain in his back, picked up the bowl with shaking hands and begged Nian Gao to give him a bowl of water.

Nian Gao didn’t even look at it, he swept the bowl to the ground, and shouted at Bao Ye fiercely, telling him to work, otherwise he would be beaten to death.

The slaves in the lower world have watched how the deacon treats the slaves since they were born, so when Nian Gao played the role of the deacon, he was very realistic, his performance was very convincing, which angered the slaves.

The deacons in the audience all frowned. When they saw Nian Gao beating Bao Ye, they thought it’s right to do so, because they had done the same before, but they also felt angry in their hearts, and wanted to beat up Nian Gao.

Bao Ye knelt down and kowtowed to beg Nian Gao to give the child a sip of water.

Nian Gao didn’t show any soft-heartedness, he kicked Bao Ye’s chest, and spit at him with disdain, as if to say ‘You, a low-level slave, are not qualified to drink so much water’.

Bao Ye got up and continued to beg, for just a little bit, a little bit of water.

Nian Gao sneered, grabbed the child in his hand and smashed it to the ground, then whipped the child twice, the child fell silent immediately.

Bao Ye hurriedly pushed Nian Gao away, picked up the child, and anxiously shook the child.

The kid didn’t respond.

Bao Ye reached for the kid’s breath with trembling hands, then his whole body shook, his eyes became dull, and he sat down on the ground.

The audience understood that the child was dead when they saw his expression.

Nian Gao, who was pushed away, was very angry, rushed forward, and slammed the whip at Bao Ye, not even sparing the dead child in his arms.

The slaves in the audience were red-eyed with anger, especially when they saw the performance on the stage reminding them of their own situation, they really wanted to rush to the stage to kill Nian Gao, but they were afraid that the deacon would retaliate and did not dare to show their rebellious expression, so they stood still and clenched their fists tightly.

Bao Ye hugged the child and cried loudly.

Nian Gao became more and more exhilarated, as if he was venting, he kept whipping, with an extremely happy expression on his face.

Seeing this, Dong Ling Ce put down the chopsticks in his hand, and looked at the stage quietly.

When Nian Gao’s whip hit the child’s face, Bao Ye, who was crying, suddenly stopped crying, ignored Nian Gao’s whip, hugged the child tightly, after a while, he looked at the child with a doting and loving expression, Kissed the baby’s face, tidied the baby’s hair, and then carefully put the child on the ground.

The slaves in the audience were extremely sad seeing this, and under the influence of the sad music, their eyes filled with tears.

suddenly, Bao Ye raised his head, stared coldly at Nian Gao with red and extremely angry eyes.

Nian Gao was frightened by his ferocious expression, and took a step back uncontrollably.

Bao Ye stood up slowly.

In order to maintain the superior air of the deacon, Nian Gao again whipped the ugly slave.

Bao Ye grabbed the whip, pulled it hard, and brought Nian Gao in front of him, then raised his fist and beat Nian Gao crazily, as if venting all the grievances and pains he had suffered over the years.

“Great.” A slave could no longer hold back and shouted loudly: “Beat him to death.”
These words stimulated the nerves of the slaves’ anger, and they completely forgot that there were masters and deacons staring at them. They all yelled ‘kill him’, some even threw bowls and chopsticks at the stage angrily, some even wanted to get on the stage, but were stopped by the deacons.

At that moment, the atmosphere of the scene reached its highest point, and the bowls and chopsticks were flying all over the sky, chaos ensued.

In fact, what the slaves vented was not only their pain, but also their fear, these days the thunder and lightning have brought them endless harm, and made them lose their relatives and friends. This was also their grief.

“These people want to rebel.” Deacon Tao said angrily.

 

Dong Ling Ce glanced at him lazily, not caring about the situation of the slaves at all, and then asked abruptly: “Is there a shortage of water at our construction site? Can’t even give the slaves a bowl of water?”

This play can touch the deepest part of the slaves’ hearts, so they must have experienced similar things, Dong Ling Ce thought.

Deacon Tao was stunned for a moment, not daring to hide anything from his master: “…This is caused by the mentality of the deacons. They vent their frustration over the slaves…because they are superior than low level slaves.”

Dong Ling Ce sneered: “They are all slaves themselves.”

“Master, I’ll stop them from today onwards.”

Dong Ling Ce didn’t object, looking at Bao Ye who was still beating Nian Gao, he curled his lips: “You are quite good at emotionally stirring people up.”

Seeing that it was about to get out of control, Bao Ye quickly dragged Nian Gao off the stage.

Lao Liu came over, patted Nian Gao on the shoulder and said with a smile, “You performed so well just now, even I wanted to go on the stage and beat you up.”
Nian Gao snorted coldly, looked at the scars on Bao Ye’s body, and asked awkwardly, “Are you okay?”

On the stage just now, he did really beat Bao Ye hard. He didn’t want to hit him like that, although he wanted to beat Bao Ye a long time ago, he wanted to vent my dissatisfaction with this person, and but not like this. It was Bao ye who asked him to beat him moreover the master was also overlooking the performance

Bao Ye shook his head, saw Dong Ling Ce looking at him, and walked over.

Dong Ling Ce looked him up and down, and jokingly said, “Good job, you took advantage of my punishment to evoke a rebellion against deacons.” Bao Ye pretended to be silly, smiled, felt very satisfied in his heart, he caused this much commotion because he wanted to let the slaves know that confronting the deacons was not as bad as they thought.

“Judging from your acting, you should have long wanted to turn against the masters.”

Bao Ye still smirked and didn’t speak.

Seeing that he kept smirking but refused to talk to him, Dong Ling Ce was angry, but had to endure it cause he was the one that ordered him not to talk today.

It took some time for the deacons to control the slaves.

The slaves were a little scared after they calmed down, and were very worried that the deacons would execute them, but seeing that nothing is happening they suppressed the joy and excitement in their hearts.

After the commotion today, a small seed has been quietly planted deep in their hearts.

Ever since Dong Ling Ce warned the gods, there was no more thunder and lightning in the sky, it was as if the gods had ended the game and restored peace to the earth.

Bao Ye was quite surprised, he didn’t expect that his tricks would bring this outcome.
However, the peace did not last long.

At noon the next day, a light breeze blew in the air, and the slaves working under the sun felt very comfortable, and a smile appeared on their faces unconsciously, but as time passed, the wind became stronger and stronger, to the point they can’t open their eyes.

Nian Gao, who was sitting in a daze by the window, saw the branches of the big tree outside the building’s entrance being blown left and right. He regained his senses and murmured: “What a strong wind.”

 

Nian Gao couldn’t help but think of what Bao Ye said a few days ago, turned his head suddenly, and looked at Bao Ye who was chatting with Lao Liu in disbelief: “The gale is coming!”

 

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