Daming prepares the emperor

With a dark face, Yang Gaomeng returned to the palace.

After leaving the Yang Mansion, he tried to find some people, but none of them succeeded. No one knew what happened to the Xiong's family. The news of their family's bad luck spread all over the capital.

He could see clearly that none of the ministers outside the palace was reliable, and it was okay to get some money from them on weekdays, but if they really had something to entrust, one was more useless than the other.

After all the calculations, if you want to climb up, you still have to rely on yourself!

After receiving two meals, Yang Gaomeng went back to his room, opened the window for ventilation, sat on the steps by the door, and looked at the snowflakes drifting outside while eating his meals.

"I'm back." An old voice came from inside.

"I'm back." Yang Gaomeng said.

An old eunuch with white hair slowly moved out, Yang Gaomeng put down his meal to help him, took off his cloak, folded it into three folds, and let him sit down beside him.

"When did it start?" the old eunuch asked.

"It didn't take long." Yang Gaomeng handed him another portion of rice, "I came back late, and there are only these leftover rice in the kitchen. I put some green vegetables, so let's eat like this."

The old eunuch stretched out his hands full of age spots to take the still warm meal with the chopsticks and began to eat in bites. The small room was very quiet, and no one spoke. Occasionally, the cold wind would blow snowflakes into their bowls. inside.

Putting the last grain of rice into his mouth, the old eunuch put the bowl aside and said softly, "Have you been wronged outside?"

Yang Gaomeng had a sore nose: "No."

"Then why are you back so late?"

"There is an errand outside the palace, I'm going to announce the decree."

"What purpose is announced?"

"The Holy Majesty wants to accept the concubine."

"Oh." The old eunuch said, "Concubine Na... Something happened to the concubine's house? Are they looking down on you?"

"If you say no, you don't have it."

The old eunuch’s eyes were dim and he couldn’t see clearly. He reached out and stroked Yang Gaomeng’s hair: “During this time, I’ve been thinking, even if you were starved to death, I shouldn’t let you enter the palace to be an eunuch. I’d rather be a poor man’s wife.” , don’t be a rich man’s concubine, it makes sense to put this on the eunuch.”

Yang Gaomeng was silent for a moment: "I'm starving to death, what should my mother do?"

The old eunuch stopped talking and slowly lowered his hands.

Instead, Yang Gaomeng turned around, grabbed his arm along his hand, helped the old eunuch up, and led him into the house. There was a pot of charcoal burning in it, although it was not as warm as spring, it was much better than the severe cold .

"If it weren't for me, you would have frozen to death." Yang Gaomeng said, "I'm starving to death, will they give you charcoal? You old bone, where are you going to get your food? You can't eat without sticking your chopsticks up your nostrils." Not bad."

The old eunuch smiled, a kind smile: "It seems that you are really useful, good boy..."

After the old eunuch settled down, Yang Gaomeng fetched well water to wash the dishes, picked up the cloak on the steps, put it on, and walked to Yinshou's duty room on the snow.

There was a gust of wind on the road, blowing the branches and swaying wildly, snowflakes flew on Yang Gaomeng's face, like dense cold needles, looking up, the world was dizzy, only the white snow was flying, and the footprints stepped on were blown by the wind, They quickly spread out, tumbling and rushing backwards, Yang Gaomeng looked back, and the traces of coming were completely gone, he could only move forward.

There is no trace of the road ahead, but he can only move forward.

From a distance, he saw a dark figure at the gate of Yinshou Prison's duty room. Asked: "Is it Eunuch Yang, the crown prince wants to see you."

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Earth dragons were burning in the Hall of Spring Harmony, and a few pots of charcoal were burned outside the screen at the entrance. The eunuch took his cloak and handed him a new pair of shoes to put on, so as not to bring muddy water into the palace.

Yang Gaomeng bent down to change his shoes, even though several people tossed him clean, he could no longer understand the situation, so he simply stopped thinking about it.

Just as he was waiting for the body search, he found that the little eunuchs had all retreated, as if they didn't care whether he was carrying the murder weapon or not.

With a creak, the door behind him opened, and Yang Gaomeng's outstretched foot hung in the air, slowly fell down, and turned to look.

The person who came was Wei Zhongde, he had already taken off his cloak, only his hair was covered with snowflakes, he lowered his head and patted his trouser legs, only to find Yang Gaomeng looked up and said, "Why don't you go in?"

Yang Gaomeng was surprised that Wei Zhongde actually had a pair of red phoenix eyes. When he looked up at people from the bottom, he didn't have the humility of being in a disadvantaged position, but only an evil arrogance.

He didn't say anything, and walked in step by step.

When entering the hall, there are rows of bookshelves, with incense and candles flickering. The tributes from all over the world, because the emperor was never stingy, filled the prince's warehouse, and those who are eligible to be placed in the Wenhua Hall are all high-quality goods. boutique.

There was no prince on the chair behind the table in the middle, Yang Gaomeng was about to kneel and wait, when he suddenly heard footsteps behind him.

"How about Yang Xian's mansion, is it as beautiful as the Forbidden City?"

Yang Gaomeng fell to his knees with a plop, his knees in his trousers were bleeding immediately.

"Return to Your Highness, no, Yang Xian's mansion is not as good as the palace."

"No?" Zhu Biao repeated, "What are you kneeling in such a hurry for, can you still stand up after a while?"

"Slave can stand up."

Zhu Biao walked to the back of the table and sat down, put down a stack of new papers in his hand, and cut the candle wick short with a click: "Tell me, is there anything wrong with Xiong's Mansion?"

Yang Gaomeng was sweating profusely, he finally understood Wei Zhongde's meaning now, and for the first time he put that lucky boy in his eyes.He may not be as smart as himself, but he is definitely "sensible" than himself. There are advantages to being stupid, and there are wonderful ways to be stupid.If you become a eunuch, you are a servant of the royal family. If you want to climb up, you can only rely on your master!

No matter how hard it is to find ministers outside, it is useless.

Although those ministers read the teachings of Confucius and Mencius, they thought highly of themselves, and the only reason they looked down on the eunuchs was because the eunuchs were from the palace!

"Why don't you speak?"

"Back, back to Your Highness, the servant did not find anything wrong."

"Not at all?"

Yang Gaomeng's head was still on the ground, and his eyes were fixed on Qingzhuan: "Yes, a little bit. This servant finds that Xiong Yi and his sister are very nervous, and it seems that they are not happy."

Zhu Biao thought for a while: "Is there any more?"

"Nothing."

"En." Zhu Biao responded, turning over the jade paperweight on the table and setting it up, "What do you think?"

Yang Gaomeng has something to say now: "The servant girl thinks that Mrs. Xiong may be pregnant, and she is anxious to accept the favor."

Zhu Biao smiled: "They haven't dared to do this."

Yang Gaomeng's sweat dripped to the ground, leaving a dark idea in the warm and dry environment: "Here, maybe Xiong Yi has some plans."

Zhu Biao looked at him, did not continue this topic, and asked instead: "You made Wei Zhongde kneel all night in the Sixth Section Corridor, do you know what Huang Xi told him?"

"My servant knows that Eunuch Huang said that there are not so many good things in the world."

"Then tell me, is it a good thing for you to go to Xiong's house to announce the decree?"

Yang Gaomeng didn't know how to answer: "Return to Your Highness, this servant knows that he is wrong."

"No one said you were at fault." Zhu Biao said, "Do you know why you went to Xiong's house?"

"Slave..." Yang Gaomeng suddenly felt blessed, "Because the slave took Yang Xian's money, some people regard the slave as Yang Xian's."

"You're half right."

A bold idea gradually emerged in Yang Gaomeng's mind, he decided to take a gamble, but before he made up his mind, his mouth was faster than his head, and he blurted out: "The other half is for your servant to go to, Your Highness!"

"smart people."

At this time Wei Zhongde came in with a pot of hot water, and Zhu Biao pointed at him with a fan: "You are much smarter than this man. But he is still young, and if he grows up, he may be able to get better."

Zhu Biao was not as old as Wei Zhongde, but no one dared to raise any objections.

Wei Zhongde said: "Master, drink tea."

Zhu Biao said: "If you don't want to drink it, go and give Liu Chubai a bowl of bone soup."

Wei Zhongde left, Zhu Biao looked at Yang Gaomeng again: "I know what you have done, everyone wants to climb up, there is nothing wrong with that, it's just that a gentleman loves money and gets it in a proper way, do you understand this truth? "

"The servant did not know before, but now he knows." Yang Gaomeng raised his head boldly.

But Zhu Biao said: "Come on, this truth is easy to say, but my father can't do it, let alone you, let alone me."

"Yes."

"Do you know your strengths?"

"Return to Your Highness, this servant is cruel enough."

"Well, it's enough to be ruthless." Zhu Biao said, "I'll give you a team of brocade guards and lead them to find out the secrets of Xiong's family and Yang Xian. If you find out, you go to the Rites Supervisor, but if you can't find out, what happened? After posting, what happens to the Xiong family is what you do."

Immediately Yang Gaomeng kowtowed three times: "Thank you, slave, for your forgiveness."

"Go."

After Yang Gaomeng left, Wei Zhongde came in through the back door: "Master, Liu Chubai drank a whole pot of bone soup."

"I can't get fat anymore. Starting tomorrow, I will feed it and the fat cat with half of their meals."

"Yes, the servant will give orders in a while."

After finishing speaking, he saw that the inkstone was out of ink, and walked over to sharpen the ink stick for Zhu Biao. During this period, he glanced at Zhu Biao from time to time, as if he had something to say, but he didn't dare to speak.

"I want to ask why you use Yang Gaomeng?"

"No, the servant has already understood this truth."

"Progress." Zhu Biao continued to look at the book in his hand, "Want to ask that little eunuch who was hanged because of you?"

"..." Wei Zhongde stopped talking.

Zhu Biao said: "Look, this is the reason why I use Yang Gaomeng. He is an unscrupulous person who is the best tool in the hands of a superior. If it weren't for my special vision, he would not be able to reach this position at all."

"My servant sees that Eunuch Huang is also a good person."

"He may not be a good man, but he has to be a good man when he is with the emperor." Zhu Biao said lightly, "That little eunuch, he hanged himself, Yang Gaomeng promised him that if the matter got to the point where he had to be silenced, he would die , will give a lot of money to his family. But he is too poor to wait.”

Wei Zhongde's hand froze, and the ink stick in his hand also got stuck, but the blackness in the water did not stop spreading because of his stagnant movements.

"Didn't you enter the palace because you were poor?" Zhu Biao turned a page of the book, "Yang Gaomeng is the same, if it wasn't for the fact that you couldn't survive, you two wouldn't have met at all, so why did you come to this point?"