What's wrong with the binding eunuch system?

Dead to the point of death, a child's head was smashed and bled profusely. After the imperial doctor saw it, he bandaged it and gave him some medicine. It's not clear whether the head was injured or not. You won't know until you wake up.

The emperor walked out of the study with a gloomy face, and all the princes who participated in the fight knelt on the ground like a flock of quails.

The thirteenth prince and Kong Jiazi were not present at the time of the accident, so there was no need to kneel here.

For his own sake, Shao Fu provided the best evidence for the absence of the thirteenth prince.

He honestly explained the whole story of how he met the thirteenth prince, and brought out the thirteenth prince's rhetoric.

All the calculations that he had made in his heart were overthrown by himself. At this moment, things have become so troublesome, not to mention his official position, he doesn't even know if he can keep his own head.

After the thirteen princes left, the fighting between the three factions and the five gangs developed into a fierce stage, and the fighting was in full swing, and by any means, more than half of the princes kneeling here had minor injuries on their faces.

Even at this time, they both knelt in front of the emperor, both sides still looked at each other with hatred, and insisted that the other party's whoever made the first move when they asked a question.

The thirteenth prince who caused trouble was put aside by them first. A prince who is not favored and has no background will have more time to clean up slowly in the future. At this time, the most important thing is to get rid of the other party first.

The emperor's face was unbelievable: "It's this time, and you still don't know how to repent. I let you study the Four Books and Five Classics, and how to deal with people, but you only learned how to hit people with an inkstone plate. I have been kneeling here, kneeling When you realize your mistake!"

He called Shao Fu: "I'll ask you one last thing, do you really know nothing about it?"

Shao Fu knelt on the ground, sweating profusely: "Chen...Chen..."

Before he could speak, the emperor called the eighth prince. The eighth prince has always kept a low profile on weekdays. He never fights with others. He can be regarded as a rare centrist among the three factions and five gangs. At this time, the emperor asked him to come out alone, so he naturally learned something from him.

As soon as the eighth prince paid his respects to the emperor, he said directly: "On weekdays, the third and fifth brothers are competitive, and they have to compare everything, first of all, who is better at reading and reading, and who is better at riding and archery. , who will have more followers in the future, many emperor brothers have been drawn into their camp, almost fighting several times..."

"Okay." The emperor interrupted the eighth prince, and then looked at Shao Fu: "Are you going to say...you don't know?"

Shao Fu immediately lay down on the ground: "Your Majesty, forgive me!"

With a sound of "啪——", the teacup on the case table was overturned on the ground, and the emperor suppressed his anger: "Forgive me!? As a prince and Shaofu, you don't teach the prince how to be a man and the policy of governing the country, and indulge the prince to la Forming factions, fighting viciously, such dereliction of duty, you want me to forgive you!?"

He looked at the shivering Taifu on the ground: "Ten thousand deaths are not enough to atone for your crime, let me ask you one more question, do you know?"

Shao Fu trembled and pressed his forehead to the ground: "I... know."

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Mu Yuanyong walked ahead bouncingly, with his hands behind his back, jumped onto the stone beside the road, and jumped off again.

Kong Jiazi followed behind him, watching carefully for fear that he would accidentally fall off.

A lot of eunuchs accompanying the prince were fined just now, but he escaped with the thirteenth prince, and there was no other way to do it, just kept crying, and when the crying subsided a little, the thirteenth prince would wink at him, and then 311 Just urge him to cry in my mind.

His voice became hoarse at the back, but his life was saved.

311 said that the thirteenth prince was reborn, he must have known what was going to happen, what would happen, you follow him, listen to him, you are guaranteed to survive the catastrophe, and turn the bad luck into good luck.

Confucius said that 311 used idioms indiscriminately.

But his heart was a little complicated, he thought about what he would look like in the eyes of the thirteenth prince who had experienced everything.Is it omnipotent and loyal, or vicious and omnipotent?

He was afraid that if he was not careful, he would go astray, and he would not be the same person as the thirteenth prince remembered.

His expression was low, but Mu Yuanyong's expression was high. He jumped back from a stroll around the stone: "Kong Jiazi, you said my hand and the posture of lifting the chair are not bad, right?"

Kong Jiazi: "..." He was speechless for a while, but he still persuaded: "Master, you can't do this again in the future, if you accidentally hurt yourself..."

Mu Yuanyong didn't take it seriously: "At the beginning, that bastard bullied me a lot, and when I wanted to take revenge later, he died early again, which depressed me to death. I didn't expect to do it again, but reported this Revenge, this shows that it is not time for not to report."

Kong Jiazi had no choice: "Master, be careful with your words."

Whose prince opened his mouth and shut his mouth, "bastard son of a bitch".

"Oh, I have killed countless ministers who told me to be cautious." Mu Yuanyong looked at him with a smile: "Forget it, I am in a good mood today, so I will spare your life."

Kong Jiazi was helpless: "Master, be careful with your words."

You are not the emperor now, why did you start calling me "Zhen".

311 clapped his hands excitedly in his mind: "Let me just say it, he will become the emperor later, Confucius, we are hugging each other!"

Kong Jiazi: "...you shut up too."

After convincing at both ends, he felt a little tired and panicked.

Mu Yuanyong put his arms around his shoulders: "Don't be cautious, today is a good day, we should celebrate it, do you know what is the most in the palace? It is the secrets hidden in the dark, today I I'll show you a good show."

Kong Jiazi failed to refuse, so Mu Yuanyong grabbed his neck and sneaked into the imperial garden.

Kong Jiazi was still thinking about what was going on, and 311, who was rich in heart, had guessed bloody and terrifying plots of killing/people/throwing/corpses/etc.

In the end, after waiting for the hiding place, I only saw a man pulling a woman, laughing and playing, walking towards the back of the artificial rock...

The voice kept coming from there.

Confucius: "..."

He didn't even know what expression he was supposed to make.

Why did Mu Yuanyong, the prince, bring him to listen to other people's corners?

Is this the good show he was talking about?

Looking at Mu Yuanyong's excited eyes and the tsk-tsk sound from 311 in his mind.

He felt that something was wrong with him, or something was wrong with them.

Mu Yuanyong stuffed him with half a snack—yes, they went back to Biyuan Palace, changed their clothes, brought snacks, melon seeds and dried fruits, etc., before coming here.

"Hush—" Mu Yuanyong made a silence gesture to him: "A good show is about to begin..." His excited eyes flickered slightly, like a hunter hiding in the dark waiting for his prey to take the bait.

"Who!" A young boy's voice was heard: "Who is there? Come out! Is this a place for you eunuchs and maids to mess around with?"

The third person comes on stage.

The author has something to say: life in the palace is very rich