What's wrong with the binding eunuch system?

The further Mu Yuanyong walked back, the angrier he became.

The imperial doctor who was hastily picked up by the eunuch was left far behind.

Mu Yuanyong's sleeves were extremely wide. As he strode forward, he swung his hands very hard, making a crackling sound.

"Clap clap-"

As if someone was applauding him, he was extremely angry.

He stood still suddenly, and a group of eunuchs and guards who followed closely behind him almost passed his body, and quickly threw a large piece of him down, crawling on the ground, like the sound of dumpling being thrown into a pot.

Mu Yuanyong turned his eyes away from them, looked back, and found that he had walked to the palace where he lived when he was young. Since he ascended the throne, the original dilapidated and cold palace has been renovated again, but he moved to Qianqing Palace. I never went back again, and when I saw it at this moment, the familiar deserted and dilapidated feeling came over my face.

It made him feel both familiar and angry.

Those cunning people must have seen that he didn't ask any more questions, but they didn't care about it, and they made the palace he used to live in dilapidated like this.

He tried his best not to find someone to scold him immediately, he was so angry that his chest almost exploded.

"Let's go." He said with a cold face, "Go back to Qianqing Palace."

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Back at Qianqing Palace, Mu Yuanyong thought about it, but couldn't hold his breath anymore, so he called the young eunuch who was born next to him.

"What is your name?"

The little eunuch didn't know when he was with him, and it was very strange to see him. Mu Yuanyong rarely took these background boards seriously, but now all the capable people around him were sent out, and it seemed that the people around him at this moment It was extremely deserted, and there was no one who could be called.

"Xiao Xizi." The little eunuch's face was very tender, and he trembled when he heard his question.

He glanced at it twice, this youthful appearance reminded him of the immature appearance of the Confucius family back then, but he had never been so nervous, even if he had nothing at that time, the first time he saw him, he was calm and strong Dry, never jerky.

Some... It's a pity.

He still owes Confucius such a thing.

"Xiao Xizi, right?" He repeated casually, and then said: "Get that Zhu Yawen here, I have something to ask him."

Xiao Xizi didn't dare to ask any more questions, so she said yes and left.

Mu Yuanyong sent away a few people, and the surrounding area seemed even more empty.

He sat in front of the huge table in Qianqing Palace, ignoring the memorials piled up on the other side, playing with his pampered and slender white fingers.

Missing some embellishment, he thought.

I don't know how the Confucius family is doing in Jiangnan. I heard that Jiangnan is an outstanding person and has many treasures. Maybe I can ask him to get a ring.

Jade is too heavy and inconvenient, and gold and silver are too vulgar.

But he always has a way.

Zhu Yawen heard that Babaili was in a hurry, and the emperor played secretly to let him enter the palace urgently.

He didn't even have time to put on his official uniform, so he was forcibly pushed into the carriage and rushed to the palace in a state of shock. He stepped over the long jade-white steps, his face as pale as the ground.

After entering the Qianqing Palace, he didn't even raise his head, almost threw himself to the ground, and then shouted, Your Majesty.

There was a cold snort from above.

"Zhu Yawen, my good subject."

These words pierced Zhu Yawen's heart like the tip of a knife, his mind was spinning crazily, only thinking about what happened to him, and he confessed directly: "I am guilty..."

"You know shit!"

The fire that had been accumulating for a long time burst out all of a sudden, Mu Yuanyong picked up the memorial beside him, and smashed it in front of Zhu Yawen like flowing clouds and flowing water, obviously he did this often.

Zhu Yawen picked up the memorial tremblingly, and found that it was just an article praising the emperor's virtues, and the signing was even more irrelevant to him.

"What are you looking at, I just threw it away." Mu Yuanyong coughed, "Let it go to you first..."

Zhu Yawen dragged the memorial in her hand in a ignorant manner, even though she had been in the officialdom for a long time, she still couldn't find her way at the moment.

Then I heard the irrelevant sentence from above——

"Last time, you followed the Wang in the court, and asked me to recruit beautiful women and concubines?"

The "last time" was a month ago, that is, because the court ministers continued to play him madly, he sent the Confucius family to the south of the Yangtze River, copying their retreat, and seeing who dared to talk too much.

Anyway, if you don't make it easy for me, I won't make it easy for you either. It depends on who is stubborn.Mu Yuanyong thought so.

At that time, Zhu Yawen was dragged into his head, and the book was written by someone else, so he just handed it up along with him. Is this the emperor's bad luck?But at that time there were so many people who made a fuss, including four of the second-rank officials, no matter how much you stare at him, you can't stare at him, the little magistrate near the capital, the little minister who didn't even have the chance to attend the court meeting , Even with a magnifying glass to find it, it takes a little effort.

Zhu Yawen couldn't figure it out no matter how he thought about it, he still wanted to continue pleading guilty—in short, no matter whether it's justified or not, let's plead guilty first.

Then I heard the cold voice that continued to be used above.

"You sent your daughter into the palace disguised as a man. You were thinking about this. Now that the harem is vacant and there is no one around me, maybe it's right. You can still be an uncle of the country, no better than you Then the little magistrate had a good time doing it?"

With just such a sentence, Zhu Yawen seemed to be struck by lightning, without even caring about his dignity, he raised his head suddenly, and stared at Mu Yuanyong sitting on top with his extraordinary handsome face.

This emperor is really good looking.

But no matter how good it was—he didn't intend to let his precious daughter jump into this pit of fire!

His daughter, who was born with bad luck, cast herself as a daughter, and she was no worse than a man in everything. Since she was three years old, she could read and write with him, and her brain was extremely bright.

No, at the age of fifteen, he brought back a number one scholar to his old Zhu family.

Thinking about the future, the future is bright, and the official is bigger than her father.

What kind of future can there be in the harem? His delicate daughter really wants to use her ability to do something practical, and she takes care of the important affairs of the mansion with him on weekdays. No one is boasting.

If he really had to stay in the palace for a long time and waste his best time, he would regret his death.

He shouted loudly: "Your Majesty, I am wronged——"

Mu Yuanyong looked at this man's slick, ghostly face and became angry: "Where are you wronged? Your daughter is extraordinary, and I don't know what kind of skill you have gone through. You actually managed to hide it from everyone and let me give you a champion for nothing. she."

Zhu Yawen knew that the emperor had misunderstood: "I have only one adopted son, I don't know..."

"You are really..." Mu Yuanyong said with a cold face, "You can't cry without seeing the coffin. Since you insist on saying that, then you have to remember..."

He stared at Zhu Yawen's face closely: "You don't have a daughter."

When Zhu Ya heard this, her face turned pale.

"You only have one son, what kind of adopted son, who is stupid? You only have one son. Your daughter passed away due to a cold in her early years, and this son is the only one left. It's just that it's hard to tell his origin, so I presume to be the adopted son, and wait for him to come out." Only after Yaozu is allowed to recognize ancestors and ancestors. Do you understand?"

The peaks and turns turn, the willows are dark and the flowers are bright, but that's the case.

Zhu Yawen immediately burst into tears, and lay down on the ground: "Minister...the minister leads the decree...thank you!"

Walking out of Qianqing Palace, the tears on Zhu Yawen's face were already wiped away by the wind.

His heart was agitated, he couldn't calm down for a long time, and he suppressed the thought of looking back - this is their emperor of Dayong, with such a broad mind, he really doesn't mind a woman being the number one scholar.

This is his good fortune, and it is also Lan'er's good fortune.

He was led by the eunuch at the front, and found that he was not walking the way he came, so he opened his mouth and asked, "Excuse me, little eunuch, where are you going?"

"The living man is not feeling well, and he is resting in the side hall. His Majesty asked the young man to take the adults there. After all, the side hall is for entertaining ministers, and the living man is not high enough, so it will cause people to gossip."

The little eunuch said to Zhu Yawen: "My lord, let me say one more thing, please don't take offense."

"Your Majesty has a pure heart, and is extremely troubled by the ministers of the court interfering with his inner court. If you really appreciate Your Majesty, you should relieve His Majesty's worries."

"But the palace is empty, the country has no heirs, and it is difficult to continue."

Zhu Yawen said the last sentence out of publicity.

"There is no eternal dynasty in this world. Your Majesty is here for a day, and Dayong is here for a day. Your Majesty... is gone," the little eunuch smiled at him: "Didn't Dayong still have ministers? This world is Everyone's world..."

"The place is here." The little eunuch stopped: "Speaking of which, adults, please think about it, and I won't bother you."

Zhu Yawen stared at the young eunuch's back in a daze, and muttered: "The people in this palace...are so courageous, they dare to say anything."

However, if it is the emperor with a broad mind, it is understandable.

He pushed open the door, looked at his daughter leaning against the bed, holding a book and reading, with a peaceful face, and thought contentedly in his heart.

There are a lot of disturbances in this world, but it would be a good world for his father and daughter to have peace, read books and do things quietly.

There are always so many dissatisfied people who demand too much, but he is not, this...is enough.

"Lan'er." He recited the name with a sense of nostalgia, as if he hadn't said it in front of people for a long time, and he couldn't say it again in the future, so hurry up and recite it now.

The young man lying on the bed reading a book raised his head, his face was full of joy, and he said happily, "Daddy!"

Then he was puzzled: "Why are you here?"

Then he realized by himself: "Your Majesty told you too? He didn't make things difficult for you, did he?" He said worried words, but his eyes smiled: "Daddy, don't worry in the future. Your Majesty allows me to continue to be an official. We will continue to serve as officials." There is nothing to be afraid of."

"The sky is big and the earth is big. There is nothing that can restrain me. I can be like a real man," she exclaimed. "A good man has ambitions everywhere. I can travel in the clouds, go for outings, go to the deep mountains and old forests to find immortals, and make elixir..."

Seeing her talk more and more unreasonable.

Zhu Yawen, who had been gentle just for a second, immediately reprimanded Master Zhu with a straight face: "Nonsense!"

"What kind of man wants to go deep into the mountains and old forests instead of doing business properly? You have a bright future now. After you finish your daily life, Dad will see if you can get a good job for you... Sigh, with your ability , Dad can't help you much."

As he said that, he began to worry again. He could get a few jobs for his daughter, which is not bad, but he always felt that he was not worthy of the title of champion at the age of 15. He can think of something better, but he can't touch the better one...

"Father, don't worry." Zhu Lanzhi spoke softly. Her voice was already neutral, but when it became softer, it was like soft honey, which was extremely confusing: "I'm lucky if I lose my life. I enter the officialdom. It's not that I want to be a high-ranking official, it's not that I want to run for that rank, but I don't want to waste time, I want to do something for myself, for the people, and for the country."

"So..." The voice gradually became cheerful again, and she narrowed her eyes with a smile: "I will be very happy as long as I am a small county magistrate."

Zhu Yawen suppressed his anger and said fiercely: "You really have great ambition!"

This is really the prefect's cub, the county magistrate's official, full of pettiness.