What's wrong with the binding eunuch system?

I really don't know that the most difficult thing in this world is these four words, and staying together for a long time will only fall on the head of the next life.

What was left behind was the cold-hearted but stubborn Kong Jiazi.

But now, there is no more Confucius, only Kong Ji.

Mu Yuanyong let out a sigh, pulling away from the past.

The past cannot be traced, and it would hurt feelings to mention it again.

The person in front of him is Zhu Yawen, Zhu Lanzhi's father.

His daughter should have been born not long ago, but this reminded him of one thing.

He and Kong Ji promoted scientific production and changed the existing pattern differentiation from the source, which means that the field was originally the foundation of the people's aristocratic family, but with the appearance of the steam engine, it fundamentally solved the problem of people's hands. Land is no longer the main symbol of wealth, which also means the birth of some new types of new nobles who do not rely on land. This is bound to compete with the original old nobles. This is because the environment forces them to change.

But in terms of ideology, they still retain some thoughts from the past, and have not made much preparations for the future.

He still has a lot to do - he can't rest early.

For example, the improvement of women's status must be put on the desk early. This is really not something he can do alone. Even if he can, he doesn't want to do everything by himself. It would be too tiring, and he wants to live longer.

He quickly picked out a candidate, and he was a little agitated in his heart when he thought about cheating on that one.

Zhu Yawen in front of him is 25 or [-] years old, and there are not so many wrinkles on his face. At least he can be seen as a Pian Pianjia son. Naturally, he can also see some traces similar to Kong Jiazi. Mu Yuanyong stretched out his hand and patted him shoulder: "Master Zhu."

Zhu Yawen raised his head in surprise. Mu Yuanyong couldn't see the look of finding fault with him before. If it wasn't for the origin of his previous life, he would not have given up so easily, but maybe it was a little nostalgia, a little bit of guilt and self-blame for the past .

He said, "Let's forget it."

After speaking, he put down his hands and left.

Zhu Yawen looked back, but still didn't understand, the subordinate next to him hesitated to speak: "My lord...this..."

"It's true." He said, "I entered the palace with my mother when I was young, and the prince was so good-looking at that time."

The Kong family is so beautiful, and Kong Shuyi, who has never gone crazy in the palace, has this pair of extremely beautiful eyes, and the source of these beautiful eyes is that she is in the palace at this time, holding power, the final winner of this battle ——The unspeakable empress dowager.

The past was like smoke, she turned away from her family and everything, and only by herself, she took control of everything.

The subordinate was startled when he heard the words, and then realized: "That's it..."

Let people go like this?

Zhu Yawen glanced at him: "What else do you want?"

Should I stop the prince from leaving, or escort him into the palace?Do you still feel that you are not disgusting enough?

The subordinate faltered and hesitated for a long time, unable to speak for a long time. After all, he still didn't have that much courage, and finally choked out a sentence: "It's a pity..."

What a great opportunity.

Zhu Yawen shook her head and laughed—these people are really... ignorant, extremely stupid.

He didn't bother to deal with them anymore, he didn't even look at the people below, he greeted his subordinates, arrested those who had offended the prince before, and said something that made me feel sad and blamed myself, all of them Pressed into the prison, more than one criminal can take their lives.

Such an ant-like existence has no self-knowledge at all, and it is hoped that the big man will not care about them like them.

None of the Confucian family is open-minded, but others rarely see it.

When he walked out of the inn, there was a gust of warm wind blowing outside, refreshing his heart, but he said: "The wind blows really cold——" This time the crown prince will take away as many lives as he goes to the capital, and how many people like this little boy will take away. People who are as stupid and unaware as yamen servants use their heads to measure the size of the emperor's stomach?

In short, it has nothing to do with him as a small county magistrate.

-

The hot air balloons had already been taken care of by shrewd and capable soldiers. They found an open space and burned coal.

Mu Yuanyong and Kong Ji sat aside and waited for the hot air balloon to rise. They planned to fly into the palace at noon, in front of the Qianqing Gate on the jade white steps.

In front of the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty, make a good appearance—maybe you will be treated like an elephant to attract crowds.

However, Mu Yuanyong, who was suffering from secondary illness, felt that this was the treatment he deserved for a prince who was exceptionally different. If he could, he would even want to fire salutes and shoot machine guns to celebrate him.

It was extinguished by Kong Ji's paw.

Although Mu Yuanyong is wise and mighty most of the time and seems normal, but from time to time, he will make unexpected moves and make a move that attracts attention.

The three hot air balloons opened the way ahead, and then Mu Yuanyong and his party rose in the largest hot air balloon. The master who measured the wind direction pulled the rope and prepared to put down the falling objects under the hot air balloon at the critical moment to control the speed and direction—— This is not an easy matter.

Mu Yuanyong didn't hear it, and only left it to professionals. Although this thing was invented, there were not many professionals who were actually trained. It was better to fish out some people with other experience from the sea of ​​people.

This time he brought a lot of good hands, and divided them into several groups. One group followed the hot air balloon, and then there were people who went on land first, and sentry points were set up in advance to ensure that they traveled smoothly all the way.

He just read the written report and handed it over to the people below. He just needs to give him a general direction and tell him what he wants.

After his torment and torture, the team under Mu Yuanyong finally came out of training.

You can use it.

Kong Ji handed the binoculars to him, Mu Yuanyong glanced at it, but did not pick it up, he really had seen enough of the scenery along the way, that is, the novelty of the first time, and he would never see it again the second time. Sit down, the wind can blow people to death.

He was still wearing a mink felt hat, which is a specialty of the border, and he still felt his head bulging just because of it.

Kong Ji had laughed a long time ago. He didn't know how many times. Mu Yuanyong persisted until now with the mentality of letting go of his last breath.

What he wants is not a hot air balloon, but a metal monster that can really fly into the sky. At least sitting in it is much more comfortable than sitting on it.

He straightened his cap that had been blown crooked by the wind. They set off just after winter, and flew all the way for half a month, during which they stopped and rectified.

Who would sit on this stuff if they are out of their minds? It's better to ride a carriage.

Although his guts were green with remorse, Mu Yuanyong would never say a single bad word. He just thought about what he would say when he landed to show his uniqueness——Kong Ji To say he doesn't talk is different enough.

This man doesn't speak well.

He decided to ignore it.

He was carrying documents by his side, and a few people were lying on the hot air balloon, writing manuscripts with chalk. Here, the brushes could not be used, and the ink was splashed everywhere, so they could only make do with the slate.

The reason is that the stone slab is too heavy to carry much on the hot air balloon, so the writing looks like mosquitoes and flies. Mu Yuanyong looked at it for a long time, and after a lot of effort, he finally gave up: "You read it out for me!"

The literary talent of the document was good, and Mu Yuanyong entrusted him with some of the subsequent writing matters, but this time he was not very satisfied, just because it was too written and too literary. It's a bit awkward when everyone reads it out.

"That's not my tone," he said. "Keep it simple, don't be so pompous, I just want to say something casual."

Kong Ji couldn't help laughing, the whole body was like Parkinson's, shaking and shaking, pointing at the small stone slab, trembling like an orchid finger: "You, you can just do it yourself."

Mu Yuanyong was not confident.

"They won't laugh at me, will they?"

Kong Ji broke out into a bell-like smile again, gasped and said with difficulty: "How dare they..." The only one who dared was almost dying of laughter.

Mu Yuanyong: "..."

Not convincing at all.

Forget it, he decided not to argue with him, and stared at the slate again and again, as if poking a hole in it.

-

Because the Empress Dowager is in charge of the court, but the court meeting has to be held, so the reason is to make a pilgrimage. The saint is worthy of ancestors, predecessors, and does not refer to a certain person. These ministers do not want to see Dayong fall in love with a woman one day. In his hands, it can be regarded as a painstaking effort, and Zen has been exhausted.

Like the previous court, there was a small court every three days, and a big court every week, but the queen was a little tired before, and the big court would be delayed until once a month.On the side of the queen mother, there is a small court every day, and a big court every five days, but she is more diligent than the first emperor, which is a bit ironic here.

However, in order to prevent Dayong from falling into the hands of women, the ministers did not dare to be negligent. From seventy to eighty years old, to fifteen or sixteen years old, they are full of energy and enthusiasm, and they do not want to fall behind women.

Usually the court would not end until noon, but today, because of the imminent return of the crown prince, several ministers had a real quarrel, and it dragged on for a while.

The Empress Dowager was sitting on the top, behind a curtain. She could faintly see a person, but she couldn't see her expression clearly. She listened to politics behind the curtain for reference.

Generally, when the ministers below quarrel, she seldom comes forward to persuade the quarrel. Anyway, they are all people in their seventies and eighties. They don't have as much energy as young people. Even if they have more intentions, their physical conditions don't allow them to go on like this. At most, it lasts for a while. , will die down.

These old foxes have all been discussed.

Since they want to act, why not do it, she just treats it as entertaining, and it's not interesting.

Just at this wonderful time, the little eunuch and maid outside the door were yelling and making noise. The noise that was different from the past made her frown.

Before he could ask, a young eunuch seemed to have seen something new and rushed forward to report it.

"Empress Dowager, the prince is back!"

He bluffed and knelt in the hall, but he didn't feel much panic. Seeing the suspicious eyes of others, he repeated: "His Royal Highness is back, he flew down from the sky!"

Now the eyes of others are no longer suspicious, but looking like crazy.