technical type

There are always only a few ways to rise in the palace.There are even fewer people in front of the eunuch, and the maid can still count on being a concubine. Even if she is favored and lucky enough to have an heir, she can directly change her fate in the future, but the eunuch is miserable. People who can't live, come to this palace, do dirty work, and bear the responsibility of human life. They either kill or are killed.

And their paths of ascension are almost all restricted, they must be related to the master, and must be favored by the master, otherwise, who knows who is cleaning the toilet.

In this palace, there is never a shortage of things like dead wood and rocks.

"Unfortunately, there are fewer."

Sighing again, the corners of the pages that were repeatedly turned in the hands seemed to be a little too frizzy, too few!

This room does not seem to be the room of Zhenchong Garden, and the Jinyi eunuch does not seem to be the steward of Zhenchong Garden. In the short time Ji Mo was there, there were always people coming back and forth to answer and take orders, but what he said was more interesting. Unclear things.

What "found" someone, "found" something, what kind of relationship between who and so, where, where, so-and-so, and so-and-so's private house, or who took money from which official, the emperor said Someone's comment—not a widely advertised comment, but a casual private comment, it turned out to be so and so.

Ji Mo is not sure whether this dynasty is the original dynasty, let alone how many ministers and surnames there are, how many eunuchs there are, and how the concubines are, so when he hears these words, he can't devote himself at all. Instead, because of that personal name, he was confused and confused.

Without the slightest sense of substitution, it is difficult to really get involved in it. Judging from this busy appearance, it is not easy for this eunuch in brocade clothes. I had to cover the book again, let the tea cool down, and focused on listening to the reply and giving orders repeatedly.

But this is not just what he said, and he has to keep thinking about it. It seems that every change in the event will affect him, so that the order will also be cautious.

This kind of prestige is busier than being in charge, a bit like being an official.

Ji Mo thought so, could it be the eunuch?The eunuchs in the palace have ranks, although this rank is as useless as the orders of officials' wives, and they cannot be ranked in the imperial court to speak out about political affairs, but with ranks, they can be regarded as really in the top, in this harem Among them, we can't take it lightly.

A sentence that came from nowhere suddenly came to mind, in the palace, there is no master except the emperor.Everyone, from the empress dowager to the concubine, from the maid to the eunuch, is fighting for favor. Without the favor of the emperor, they are nothing.

In this situation, these words seem to have nothing to do with it, but it makes people feel some indescribable feelings, life is not easy!

[Please select the time, 200 years, 500 years, 1000 years, 2000 years...]

"200."

After briefly watching the daily life of the Jinyi eunuch, or you can add an adjective, it is called "busy daily life", black and white fighting, what Ji Mo sees again is the scene 200 years later, another room.

Most of the rooms in ancient times were of a certain standard. What kind of people lived in what kind of room, and if it exceeded that, it was an arrogance. Therefore, the rooms of the same level can be seen from the area. The difference is that big. The difference is the decoration. But these furnishings also have unchanged places, such as the position and orientation of the bed, and the position of the doors and windows.

The other is the usual layout in some rooms.

Without cement and steel bars, the structure of the house needs some reasonable layout, and the interior decoration of the room will also pay attention to some Feng Shui sayings intentionally or unintentionally.

This room is about the same size as the previous room, and it should be of the same level. The difference is that the furnishings are much less and more crude.

If it is called simple, it is probably okay.

"What's all this? Why did it fall on my head?"

An eunuch circled around in the room. Two hundred years have passed, and the dynasties may have changed. His clothes are also different from the previous ones. He is not young, about forty or fifty, and his wrinkled face looks like he is always Presenting a character of "bitterness", not the type to please the master, and he can have a separate room to show his status...

Ji Mo guessed that during the exam time, if there is nothing interesting, he can only let his mind fly, try his best to keep it from being idle and panic, and it is easy to think bad things when he panics, maybe he is the kind of person in his bones Pessimists, on the surface, will not always sing bad news, but they have the attitude of accepting the worst result for everything, so as long as they don't really fall into the worst result, they can Laughed naturally.

"Godfather, godfather, why are you still dawdling here? I've heard all about it. We're going to..."

The young eunuch's crisp voice was mixed with eagerness, he rushed in from outside in a hurry, pushed the door open and entered, almost bumping into the old eunuch.

"What are you shouting about, the sky is fine!"

The old eunuch interrupted him and glanced behind him. There was no one in the yard, so he babbled in vain, "I haven't lost power here yet, they just look down on everyone!" Turning his head, He patted the little eunuch on the head again, "What's the use of me accepting you, what a fuss, how many times have I said it, don't panic, don't panic, the more you panic, the more accidents will happen."

He said this, as if he wasn't the one who was running around the room in a panic just now.

Ji Mo thought it was funny, and there was a real smile on his face, as if he saw the little eunuch in 50 years who would imitate the old eunuch's appearance and talk silently. And feel very cordial, more inexplicable expectations.

"Yes, godfather, I know, you are still a good old man, you can stand still, I panicked when I heard it, it's nothing to us, what kind of person is Wang Jieyu, we can't wait Come on, you only want to offend if you are stupid, how come the two sides fight in the end, and we are the ones who die?"

The little eunuch was eloquent, and suddenly said something about the antecedent, and gave Ji Mo a simple "previous summary", which made it easier for him to guess.

"Be more careful, don't say this anymore." The old eunuch warned the young eunuch, and looked around outside the door. There was no one, feeling a little relieved, he couldn't help but said: "I told you earlier. Now, in this palace, you must lean towards one end, otherwise, if you stand in the middle, you really don’t know how to die.”

The little eunuch was blunt and said, "We can't rely on it even if we want to!"

Unable to express one's position, being directly regarded as a centrist by default is really going to kill someone. He obviously wants to take refuge in it. It's not that he hasn't seen it yet. Why don't we give him a chance to look again? Besides, there is no one Come here to recruit, are they really so unimportant?

"If you want to survive in this palace, you must have unique skills." The old eunuch said another truth.

To be outstanding, but not too outstanding, some degrees are difficult to grasp, but technical matters, it is easy to say, look at the eunuch in the imperial dining room, say that the chef is not always satisfied with the dishes he cooks, But he still stayed in the imperial dining room, for what reason, isn't it because the master likes to eat that bite!

This kind of skilled talent stands in the middle, not relying on both sides, and neither side will do anything to him.

"Don't godfathers also have unique skills?" the little eunuch asked, as if he had discovered a contradiction.

The old eunuch was stunned by the question. The cowhide he boasted before was broken. What should I do? Let me tell you, go, go, go outside and watch, see if there is any news, and then get back to me."

The little eunuch responded and was sent out, as if he didn't have any anxiety and troubles when he entered the door. He is really an age that doesn't know worries, and any troubles can be forgotten in a blink of an eye.

After turning around the room a few more times, the helpless old eunuch finally dug out the hidden money from somewhere, found a bag and put it together, and walked outside.

Ji Moxu sat on the beam and sighed, look, the unique skill you want is hidden in the beam.

I don't know if the person who hid things was the former eunuch in brocade clothes, or some later owner of the book, anyway, this place to hide things is quite ingenious.

I'm sure it's not the world of martial arts, but no one can jump three feet high and go directly to the beam, but the house for the servants is not a high beam, and if you want to go up, you have to step on two more stools. Digging holes in the beams and making them up at the end also requires a lot of careful technical work.

People with a heart are all people with a heart.

The fact that the book was valued was fulfilled, but the old eunuch was caught blind. After a while, he came back with a shriveled money bag and sighed alone in the room. When the little eunuch came back, he showed a calm expression Looks like this, not long after that, I left alone.

The little eunuch burst into tears when he came to look for him. He thought he was going to follow his godfather, but unexpectedly he was left in the palace, and it was his godfather who wanted to go.

"From now on, please don't say a few words. There is no room for talkative people in this palace, so talk less and make fewer mistakes. Remember." Saying something that seemed to be complaining became a reason for others to make trouble, so he had to bear this responsibility as the introduction.

"Godfather..." The little eunuch tugged at his sleeve with tears in his eyes.

"You can find another godfather in the future. You haven't been with me for a few days. Don't be troubled by me. It's a crime." The old eunuch sighed again. , always remember to hate those young people, and some, but they also cherish these young people, and don't want their lives to be as desolate as their own.

A small bundle, slung on his arm, half-carrying, the old eunuch walked away like this, looking at his back, he looked more and more like an old woman, hunched, as if she had been bent over by the crimson sun that was about to fall, half her life, her whole life , sunrise, sunset...

"Godfather—" the little eunuch was still choking up, but he didn't dare to speak out. In this palace, they don't have the right to cry aloud.