Raising Dogs as Eunuchs [Rebirth]

"Of course it should belong to Dugong Xie."

Zhao Minsheng nodded dumbfounded, looked at the fox fur cloak in front of him, and suddenly thought of it, Xie Yuan is also wearing such a cloak today, the black material is embroidered with gold thread.

He only gave it to Wei Yan ten days ago, but he didn't expect to wear it on him today. When Xie Yuan came today, he saw it.

His relationship with Dugong Xie and Wei Yan is really good, so good that when he heard that he was coming back today, Wei Yan transferred all the armored soldiers who guarded the imperial city privately.

Looking at the white sky, Zhao Minsheng let others put the cloak on his shoulders without saying a word, and strode out of the imperial garden with his head held high. He didn't expect that it would start snowing in the sky after a while.

It was snowing heavily this time, Zhao Minsheng was standing at the gate of the imperial garden, suddenly, he didn't know where to go.

Logically speaking, Xie Yuan has disappeared from his life for three years. During these three years, he handled everything alone without any inquiries or letters. He thought that even if this person disappeared completely, he would have been Should have gotten used to it.

But he didn't expect that getting used to it was much more difficult than he imagined.

For Zhao Minsheng, Xie Yuan was his last thought about the past, but now, even this thought has disappeared.

As the wind and snow intensified, Zhao Minsheng stood where he was, with no barriers around him. Although Xiao Guizi beside him wanted to do something for others, but he came in a hurry without an umbrella. His empty hands alone could not stop the journey The snowstorm.

Xie Yuan is dead, and no one can resist the wind and snow on this long road from now on for him.

Zhao Min let out a long sigh, the hot air came out of his mouth, and quickly formed a piece of white frost in the air. After a long time, he shook his shoulders as if he had recovered, and turned around to give an order.

"Let's go, go to Xie Mansion."

Xie Yuan is dead, in order to silence the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty, Zhao Minsheng must at least hold some documents and evidence that can be produced.

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On the way to Xie's mansion, Zhao Minsheng thought silently, how did he and Xie Yuan get to this point?Probably because of Xie Yuan's magnanimity and lack of schemes.

Zhao Minsheng pursed his lips and smiled ironically, with mixed feelings in his heart.

In the past ten years of standing shoulder to shoulder with others, he has been suspicious all the time, what exactly is Xie Yuan planning?What on earth does he want?

But to this day, he still can't see through him.

Because I don't know, I'm afraid, afraid of his city, afraid of his methods, even more afraid of his openness and lack of schemes for himself, and the faint smile on Xie Yuan's face every time he tentatively provokes this topic.

The more he sticks to his duty, the more Zhao Minsheng is exhausted, fear and apprehension, just like a mouse in the gutter, gnawing at every nerve of him with impunity during so many sleepless nights.

Over the years, he was almost insane.

Now that the Xie Mansion is in front of him, this is the last straw for him to reveal the answer.

A secret agent came to report that Xie Yuan built a secret room in his study in his mansion, which was strictly guarded on weekdays, and no one was allowed to enter or leave.

Thinking about his collusion with the ministers of the DPRK and China, the power ambitions he wanted should be hidden here.

Zhao Minsheng raised his head and looked at the gleaming "Xie Fu" on his head. This plaque was personally written to him when he first came to the throne, and it seems a bit old now.

Although Xie Yuan has the reputation of being nine thousand years old, he has always lived a frugal life, so frugal that Zhao Minsheng sometimes suspects that he is deliberately suffering himself, just to show himself.

The house is not big, Zhao Minsheng only took Xiao Guizi and two people there, and after entering the door, he arrived at the man's study within a few steps. Xie Yuan designed the secret room to be very hidden. If Zhao Minsheng hadn't sent someone to inquire before, ordinary people would definitely Can't find it.

Perhaps Xie Yuan left the house empty for too long during his three years in the north, which made the study smell musty.

Zhao Minsheng frowned and opened the window at hand, but he forgot that it was snowing heavily outside. As soon as the window was opened, the cold wind blew in with Ruixue, blowing papers all over the floor of Xie Yuan's study.

This made him seem a little impatient. Although he came here, he didn't want to ruin his study, so Zhao Minsheng leaned out again to go to the prison.

It's just that the window is old, and it can't be closed after a little push, just like him and Xie Yuan.

"Is it possible to achieve this level? He is nine thousand years old, and he is sitting in the mountains and rivers, but he refuses to spend money to change the windows." Zhao Minsheng turned his head and looked at Xiao Guizi beside him, feeling a little funny.

"I'm about to find out who your governor is. If you still dare to stand here, aren't you afraid that there will be some evidence of your crime in the secret room?"

Xiao Guizi didn't react when she heard this, she just stood there and bowed slightly, and bowed to him.

Seeing his dull look, Zhao Minsheng couldn't help but sneered, as expected of someone who was trained/taught by Xie Yuan, his every move looked exactly like him.

The window was wide open, from which the cold wind blew into the room, Zhao Minsheng couldn't help wrapping his robe tighter.Back then, after his mother and concubine committed suicide, the first cloak that Zhao Minsheng wore was Xie Yuan's. It was a little thin, and it still carried the excessive smell of Xie Yuan's fragrance.

Although he didn't like that cloak very much, he still kept it until now. He had to admit that Xie Yuan was the only one who cared about his well-being since the death of his concubine mother.

Thinking of this, Zhao Minsheng turned his head away a little stubbornly, his eyes turned red secretly.

He didn't let Xiao Guizi follow, but sniffed, and walked into the secret room alone, there was no window inside, and it was very dark.

Zhao Minsheng frantically lit a candle, but when he regained the light, he inadvertently knocked over a stack of portraits on the table, and the paper fell to the ground in a mess, but all the paintings were of a person.

From drinking tea, playing chess, reading and writing at the beginning, to only a single figure in the back, Zhao Minsheng is very familiar with the brushstrokes of these portraits, and the people in the paintings are even more familiar.

Zhao Minsheng never knew exactly when and with what mood Xie Yuan secretly painted so many of himself.

Picking up these paintings one by one and putting them away, Zhao Minsheng found a small box next to him. The golden nanmu wood was carved with delicate patterns. Xie Yuan was thrifty in his daily life, and it was rare to see such fine things in the Xie Mansion.

Zhao Minsheng carefully opened the box. There were not many items inside, but they were all neatly arranged. There was a writing brush that he broke when he was angry when he was young, and an old sachet that was used a few years ago and was thrown away after writing badly. copybook.

In addition, there is a stack of peace talismans neatly arranged. It looks like they were obtained from Qingshi Temple in the suburbs of Beijing. The temple is very prosperous. Every year, many people go to ask for amulets. Xie Yuan will go It's not surprising, but Zhao Minsheng never thought that Xie Yuan would be a person who believed in such things.

Zhao Minsheng gently opened the small cloth bags one by one, and there was a small note inside each of them, pity for life and well-being.

The brush strokes gradually became familiar, and the paper at the bottom has been slightly yellowed due to the long storage time, and the handwriting is not familiar to Zhao Minsheng, and it looks like it has been written for many years.

The things in this room are like an exhibition hall of Xie Yuan. Zhao Minsheng looked at it and suddenly felt a little slumped. As soon as his vision blurred, he fell to the ground with the box in his hands.

Xiao Guizi stood outside the door calmly, waiting for someone to come out, but suddenly heard something smashed against the wall with a "bang", followed by Zhao Minsheng's heart-piercing cries and curses.

"Xie Yuan! Your mother is dead and you still refuse to let me go! Xie Yuan, you bastard!"

Since then, Zhao Minsheng has been ill. He had a fever day and night, and he couldn't get out of bed. Either water, or Xie Yuan.

Zhao Minsheng was really broken, broken from the bottom of his heart.

Zhao Minsheng didn't know what Xie Yuan was planning in the past, he was suspicious and fearful everywhere, he had been on guard against Xie Yuan for so many years, looking back now, he only felt that his eyes were full of absurdity.

Until the New Year's Eve, Zhao Minsheng spent the whole time sleeping on the couch, and in his sleep, he seemed to suddenly return to the past.

When he was ten years old, his uncle, General Li Nian, was deceived by an adulterer when he was stationed in the Western Territory, and crossed the Zhuyin River without asking for an order. The plea was not granted, he committed suicide in the palace, the Li family was convicted, and the most prestigious general in the entire Great Chu was overthrown since then.

From then on, he became an abandoned son who was left in the deep palace. He was bullied and lived a hard life until he was 17 years old.Logically speaking, the emperor would personally appoint a teacher for the prince when he was an adult, and it was the same for Zhao Minsheng.

It's just that his teacher was a eunuch.

At the beginning, he was dissatisfied that he wanted to worship an eunuch as his teacher, and made things difficult for others, but Xie Yuan never cared, he was capable of literature and martial arts, and had enough patience with him, a brat. Zhao Minsheng learned a lot from him .

During that time, they were both teachers and friends, playing chess and drinking tea, Xie Yuan taught him how to become an emperor, and even risked himself to pave the way for him.

It's a pity that Zhao Minsheng never believed him, or in other words, since the death of his mother and concubine, Zhao Minsheng never really believed anyone.

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Tonight is New Year's Eve, after so many days, Zhao Minsheng's fever finally subsided, there were lights and festoons everywhere outside, and it was very lively, but Zhao Minsheng was lying on the couch, but he heard the sound of beating and killing.

For so many days, Zhao Min was ill, and the prime minister took care of all the affairs in the court. According to his original plan, after getting rid of Xie Yuan, he would be the prime minister in a short time, but Zhao Minsheng was unable to arrange it now. He couldn't wait any longer.

Zhao Minsheng was so confused by the fever, he seemed to see a little eunuch standing in front of his couch, facing the enemy with a dagger, and shouting anxiously at himself.

I don't know where the strength came from, Zhao Minsheng, who had been burning for so many days, unexpectedly stood up from the couch at this moment, took the sword beside him and rushed towards the person.

"Xie Yuan!"

The little eunuch in front of him turned his head in response, but what he showed was not the face that Zhao Minsheng was thinking about.

"It turned out to be Xiao Guizi."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Minsheng passed out straight in front of people again. Xiao Guizi was under the attack and couldn't handle it. He only heard him say a word in a hurry, "Xie Yuan, why didn't you come back."

The prime minister forced the palace, and although Wei Yan finally led his troops to take him down, it was too late. When he arrived at the bedroom, Zhao Minsheng was already lying in a pool of blood, but Xiao Guizi was still injured, although he was slightly injured. gasp.

According to what he said, Zhao Minsheng wiped his neck after he fell down, but Wei Yan really couldn't figure out why he did it now for the sake of the country and power, and he did not hesitate to force Xie Yuan to death.

Perhaps even Zhao Minsheng himself may not be able to figure it out, he only knows that if he lives again, he will not want Xie Yuan to die.

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Early morning, Xie Mansion.

Xie Yuan was lying on the bed, dreaming about some past things in his mind.

That happened when he was 16 years old. At that time, he just came out of the dark court. He was arranged to do odd jobs in the stable by relying on fawning over the leading eunuch. He was often bullied by those little eunuchs because of his background as a sin slave.

Pouring Yexiang, washing the pail, lying on the ground as a dog, being pissed on the face and wiped in the mouth, Xie Yuan seemed to have experienced all the unbearable things in the world at that time.

Those like him are collectively called dog eunuchs there, and the big eunuchs call them like dogs. After staying in such a place for a long time, even Xie Yuan himself almost forgot what his name is.

Until Zhao Minsheng appeared in front of his eyes. At the age of ten, he was dressed in a material that Xie Yuan had never seen before. He was so good-looking that he looked like a little fairy. He jumped in from the door and shouted to pick the best horse for his brother. Horse birthday.

When all the eunuchs saw him, they all swarmed around him, only Xie Yuan, covered in horse dung all over his body, huddled humblely in a corner beside him.

At that time, in Xie Yuan's eyes, Zhao Minsheng and him were not living in the same world at all, but Zhao Zhi, who was only ten years old, obviously didn't think so.

"Hey, what's your name?"

"Xie Yuan."

The little prince squeezed out from the pile of pickled eunuchs, and handed Xie Yuan a handkerchief with a scent of flowers.Since then, the word Zhao Minsheng seems to have become Xie Yuan's fate.