What's wrong with the binding eunuch system?

"It's probably because I'm used to it. I'm getting more and more unruly. I dare to talk back to me on weekdays. I talk a lot." Mu Yuanyong was a little helpless.

Kong Ji just laughed at him: "It's not like you're really unhappy."

"That's pretty good." Mu Yuanyong said: "Seeing how lively they are, daring to say what they have, I feel that the things I advocate and do have real meaning."

Kong Ji looked at the sun in the distance and said, "What you said is actually what you think at the moment. Who knows what you will think later?"

Mu Yuanyong laughed: "Hahaha, yes."

He took Kong Ji's hand: "It's better that you are by my side, I live a more comfortable life, I dare to say anything, I can say anything, I don't think I can find such a you anymore."

Kong Ji shook his head and didn't speak. The two of them took advantage of the sun not yet set to take a look around the construction of the factory, and then wandered to other places.

Mu Yuanyong said: "I've been thinking about things in my previous life for a while."

"I told you not to think about it," Kong Ji turned his head to look at him: "Don't think about the past."

"It's because of the past that it's valuable. I can't escape because of this. You don't know. I'll tell you everything, okay?" Mu Yuanyong looked at Kong Ji and said slowly.

Kong Ji sighed.

"Then tell me."

-

It was an early morning, roughly at such a time, and I don’t remember the specific Mu Yuanyong. He was in his 30s at the time, and it was impossible for him to be empty in the harem, but he never touched him. He was very lonely after all. One person, the whole palace is as big, but few people can be seen, it is empty, making people feel uncomfortable at all.

Mu Yuanyong was sitting in his own palace, in front of several serving eunuchs. They all lowered their heads and dared not speak a word. Next to them was a huge pillar, and there were people hiding there, but they wanted to pretend that they were not Existence, so Mu Yuanyong is very boring.

The only eunuch around him who is close to him has now built a huge procuratorial agency for him outside, and there are countless eyeliners in it, all over the whole Dayong.

But he—still bored.

The air around him became uncomfortable, and even breathing became extremely difficult. Finally, he couldn't bear it and stood up. The attendant next to him said cautiously, "Your Majesty, what is this?"

He said, "Get out of the palace."

"Your Majesty..." Those people hurriedly caught up.

He said impatiently, "Don't follow me."

Annoying.

It's all annoying.

He walked briskly on the floor made of white jade, his expression gradually turned dark—after all, what is the point of what an emperor like him does?

Finally, he stood still, turned his head to the side, and said to the guards who were chasing him: "Decree, announce that Eunuch Kong will enter the palace."

"Yes."

That day, the morning sun still wanted to be particularly dazzling. He squinted his eyes and looked up, feeling that the sky was so high and so far away. He seemed to be the tallest and greatest person in Dayong, but this moment was set off to be extremely ordinary and insignificant. .

He didn't know why, on the one hand, there was the irritability and anger arising from boredom, and on the other hand, he was powerless and resisting the facts.

He suddenly thought, is he having a good time?

This question has been troubled until Eunuch Kong stood in front of him.

Kong Jiazi is still called Kong Jiazi and has not been given the name by the Queen Mother. Kneeling in front of him now, his back is so straight, completely different from other cautious eunuchs. He suddenly thought, I really have Have a good look at this person?

What is he like?Excellent subordinate?Reliable power?Someone who never let him down?

Whether he has been relying on him.

Mu Yuanyong stood where he was, looking at him with mixed moods. He didn't know how long it had been. Anyway, during this time, Kong Jiazi had been kneeling and never moved a bit. Wearing this has saved him countless times.

But now, he is getting more and more displeased with him.

Because compared with him, one is still young, but the other is gradually approaching the end of the years.

Mu Yuanyong sat down and said, "I have something to say to Kong Banban."

Kong Jiazi lowered his head forward, but his back was still straight.

"In these years, thanks to Kong Banban who has been assisting me, now Dayong's civil strife has been quelled, the people live and work in peace and contentment, and can live in a prosperous age..." He said slowly, wanting to see the expression on Kong Jiazi's face, but It was too far away, and he couldn't see anything, so he felt a little irritated.

"You look up," he said.

Kong Jiazi raised his head. The expression on his face was so calm that he seemed completely unmoved by what he said. It was not like the Kong Qiansui who was said by outsiders to be under one person and above ten thousand people. He is clearly in power now. Even he, the emperor, could no longer shake him, but there was no trace of complacency on his face, and there was not a trace of complacency in his behavior.

He remembered the secret performance of the ministers last night, they said that the Confucius family wanted to steal Dayong's country.

He criticized: "You are talking nonsense."

But looking at Kong Jiazi's calm face now, the irritability accumulated in his heart is getting stronger and stronger.

He simply said bluntly: "Now Dayong has no place for you."

Kong Jiazi's calm face was slightly cracked, and he looked at him with a direct, fearless, and completely equal gaze, and he said: "It's not yet time. "

"When is it not yet?" Mu Yuanyong said, "What are you hiding from me? How many times have I given you the chance to tell the truth to me? Look at you. Do you think my temper is really bad?" Is that good?"

"Your Majesty." Kong Jiazi looked at him with too many things in his eyes: "Please give this servant some more time, and this servant will tell His Majesty everything."

Mu Yuanyong had never been so angry before. He sat in his seat without moving for a long time. The outside wind blew into the hall and lifted a strand of hair on his forehead. Go out and cut it, just like he has done countless times before.

But this time, he didn't speak for a long time.

He opened his mouth, but what he said was: "Hmph, then you have to keep your word, I don't want to hear that sentence again, Your Majesty, it's not time yet."

Kong Jiazi bowed to him, but said nothing.

That was the last time he saw Kong Jiazi.

It was just this man's lies to say that he would tell him everything, and to give him some more time.

A hateful lie that made his teeth itch, the person he valued the most, who he thought would never betray him, died inexplicably like this.

Not long after Kong Jiazi went back, he waited in the evening when his attendants hurried in and announced: "Your Majesty, Eunuch Kong has gone."

At that moment, he thought he had heard it wrong, and he didn't come back to his senses for a long time, so he asked again: "What did you say?"

"Your Majesty, Eunuch Kong has gone." The man repeated it again.

He was furious: "You talk nonsense! Drag me down and beat you to death with sticks."

So this honest and obedient attendant was dragged down by the guards on the side. He didn't know where he said something wrong until he died, and he didn't even dare to shout a grievance.

He stood in the empty hall, and the sky outside was already dark, but at that moment, he felt that his own sky had also completely darkened.

The light that should have been there had chosen to be turned off for him.

And he didn't know that in the end, what was the secret that was brought to the grave by Confucius, he thought, maybe this is Kong's revenge on him, and he wanted to use death to whet his appetite.But he didn't know why he used the word "revenge" to describe it, maybe—maybe he felt that it was because he didn't do well enough and failed to meet his expectations, that's why the Confucius family did this and chose this way a way.

He remembered the last time we met, the words he said: "There is no place for you here."

Why did he say that then?

He asked himself, why?

He later did some things that made Confucius know that he would not be so happy. In fact, he didn't know why, but there seemed to be a kind of flame hidden in his heart, and it was always there. After going to the beginning, it suddenly ignited and became more and more violent, making him gradually lose the rationality he should have had.

He didn't remember how many people he had killed at that time, but he only knew that the pillar in the court hall was always poured with blood over and over again, and it couldn't be washed clean afterward. Every time he passed by that pillar, he always felt that it was a bit of an eyesore, Later, people simply cut down the pillars.

He seems to have broken something since then. He began to not remember some things a while ago. An imperial doctor treated him and said that he had brain disease. up.

He smashed the medicine sent by the imperial physician, and asked someone to drag the imperial physician down and chop it up. He said, "Why is this medicine so bitter? Do you want to poison me to death?"

How can medicine not be bitter?But the medicine that Kong Jiazi used to serve him was all sweet. Kong Jiazi said that it was specially made by him, and all diseases would disappear after taking it. This is his secret, and he should remember to keep it secret.

He did it, but Kong Jiazi, can you tell him why he chose such a path in the end.

In fact, it was all his fault, right? It was he who killed the Kong family, and it was his own fault.

Then destroy yourself.

Finally, one day, someone brought him a bowl of soup. The man's breath was very similar to that of the Confucius family. He said to him softly, "Be obedient, drink this, and you won't remember anything..."

"You were lucky enough to die, free from disease, pain, and disaster. You were a good emperor—not a tyrant."