The alley street opposite Shichahai in the inner city, is where several people in the power center of the Dashun court are located, a cigarette bag diagonal street in the inside, every time around the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, fireworks light up the night sky, the high-rise buildings here can see the scenery of Shichahai.

In the street, the residence of the eunuch Dai Quan, the master of ceremonies, in the luxurious and magnificent lobby, Jia Zhen, who was in civilian clothes, only sat on half of his buttocks.

Once upon a time, General Sanpin Weilie could also approach the luxury of this, and it is gone forever, it is really a glory in the mirror, easy to come and easy to go.

If it weren't for Jia Cong's birth, he, Jia Zhen, would still be able to sit and talk with Dai Quan in private, but at this time, he had to beg him with a servile face.

Dai Quan didn't look at Jia Zhen, the old man was lying between two soft couches, one with his feet, the other with a cushion on his back, covered with Songjiang cotton cloth from the Needlework Bureau and the Scarf and Hat Bureau of the Twenty-four Yamen of the Inner Palace, his head leaned against the lake silk, and he was wearing household Shu brocade, Dai Quan was still dissatisfied: "It's a hot day, it's too stuffy, small nails, fan!" ”

Dai Quan by the emperor's side and Dai Quan who left the palace are completely two people.

Jia Zhen suppressed her resentment and the dignity of the past, put on a flattering smile in humiliation, stood up like a slave, and pulled the strip of cloth: "My father-in-law is too hot, so I will give you an old fan." ”

Dai Quan's big fan is specially designed by the engineer, and it takes two or three people to pull, once pulled, the room is full of spring breeze, which is more powerful than electric fans, but it consumes manpower, but for Dai Quan, this manpower is nothing.

The little eunuch Xiao Nail, who had just entered his house, had already bent down to come in, Jia Zhen was a pampered person, although he had practiced bows and arrows, and had a little arm strength, but he was alone, he couldn't pull him, he blushed, and he worked together with the little nail to barely fan out of the wind.

"Oops! How dare our family work for the condescension of General Sanpin Weilie? "Dai Quan is embarrassed.

This is blatant irony and humiliation, who in the capital does not know that Ning Guofu exists in name only? He's been knighted a long time ago?

Speaking of the title of "Ning Guogong", the nine-thousand-year-old eunuch Wei Zhongxian gave his godson Wei Guangwei a seal. (Cao Xueqin must know about this, could it be that Lao Cao is specifically satirizing Ning Guofu?) ）

Jia Zhen didn't think it was upset, and unfolded a smile: "Make!" Make! The old minister grew up watching the saint, and I am now a grass man, fanning the old minister, saying humiliation, saying that it is too late to be blessed, how many people in the world can have this blessing? ”

The little nail next to him said: "This person is really shameless to pat himself on the back, I still have to learn from him......"

Although he was accustomed to hearing a lot of sycophants in private, Dai Quan was still very happy, and people like them who were physically handicapped were despised by the courtiers, especially hoping to be recognized, and if they could not get it, they would intensify their efforts to seize power and wealth, which was a kind of pathological psychology derived from physical disabilities.

"Let's talk about it, if you don't go to the Three Treasures Hall if you have nothing to do, what do you have to ask our family? Our family's time is precious, the master of ceremonies must go to the room every day, a few Bingbi, Suitang can still wait for our family, I don't have much time to talk to you...... "Dai Quan sipped a cup of precious Jiangnan Longjing before the rain, there are real and fake Longjing before the rain, and there are not many people who can taste the real thing in the whole world."

He smacked his lips, what a pleasure......

"Inherit the love of the old minister, save the grace, the children and grandchildren will be married to repay the ......" Jia Zhen recognized her grandfather on the spot, and happily bent down and pleaded: "The son of the grandchildren will be presented in a few days, in the name of the superintendent, if the secretary and the cabinet can't get through, please also ask the master of ceremonies to help, it is a matter of the grandchildren's net worth, and the door is only 30,000 taels, and the right should add a color to the old minister......"

"Bring it in." Look, what after the lords? Don't you still crawl at the feet of our house? Hmph, Dai Quan waved his hand and said, "Okay, let's go out, to tell you the truth, our family can't look down on this bit of silver." But the rules can't be messed up, the money is on official business, the fire is rotten, and our family will serve it for you, no matter what the Lord says, it's none of our family's business......"

"Thank you, Prime Minister!" Jia Zhen was overjoyed, and ordered her slaves Xi'er and Shou'er to carry the silver ticket box in, and the silver ticket of Dashun's capital money village still has credit. Jia Zhen took a few steps back, bowed down to the threshold, and then turned around and went out.

Dai Quan was secretly happy, and smiled secretly: "The four major families of Jinling, don't ask for Wang Ziteng, come to our family?" Is there clan infighting? These noble families, a batch of moths and beetles, have not stopped...... No wonder Long Live Lord has long been dissatisfied...... Isn't there a child prodigy in his family? Forget it, it's none of our business. Don't offend the lord when you enter the palace, and don't offend the nobles when you leave the palace, this is the way to be an official......"

"Little Nail, how many years have you been in our house? Where are you from? ”

The little nail trembled with joy: "Godfather, my son has been in the house for three years, and he is still a godfather and a poor son that year." The son is his father-in-law's hometown, a native of Hejian Mansion. At that time, there were too many castrated people, and my son was not selected to enter the palace......"

In ancient times, eunuchs were a popular profession, and many desperate famine civilians, or bankrupt ruffians, often castrated themselves and wanted to enter the palace to soar, and this kind of person was difficult to choose, and according to the procedure, the craftsmen in the palace must be qualified to do it.

They can't find the "Sunflower Treasure Book", so naturally they can't become the second Oriental Undefeated and Yue Buqun. So there is a reason why this group of people who wander the society and castrate themselves are discriminated against and psychologically distorted.

In the long river of history, behind the famous eunuchs, there are countless such obscure and miserable little eunuchs, countless people spend their lives in the Huanyi Bureau and other places as coolies and fireworks, and there are very few who are prosperous. Eunuchs, they are not quite able to be believable, they have to auditions, preliminaries, and finals, and if they are not accompanied by powerful celebrant eunuchs, imperial horse supervisors, and godfathers of the Staff Bureau, there is no hope in their lives.

"Do you know how to read?"

"Recognize a few."

"Ming'er is waiting for our family to enter the palace." Dai Quan got up and asked him to serve: "It's the fellow who gave you this opportunity, and you can't get in." In today's palace, several princes are fighting openly and secretly, there are cold stoves and hot stoves, Prince Yu's stove is the coldest, we recommend you to go there to burn, maybe this stove will be hot...... Hurry up and dress our family, look at this four-clawed python suit, only one paw less than the dragon robe of the Long Live Lord, how fresh it is, isn't it ......"

"Hey, hey......"

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"Others look at this painting weirdly, but I look at it but it is chic, the world does not know the beauty of the child, but the world has no eyes, Jia Zili, don't you say?" The young man seems to have known Jia Cong for a long time, paid for the painting, and personally put it into his own ruler-wide sleeves, even if he intended to be peaceful, but that kind of momentum does not look like an ordinary person.

"Childe likes it, flying eagles, shallow fish, I don't expect everyone to agree with them, the first person to eat crabs, can also be called Bole, use it, give it up, hide it." Jia Cong opened his mouth to speak, and the guests in the lobby heard the word "Jia Zili", and they were in an uproar, looking at the owner of Shanhai Book Club as if they were rare.

"That's a good thing to say, it is worthy of being a person who can write "The History of Confucianism", all your books, my son wants a copy, including the collection of essays and "Xiaolin Guangji", if it is rough, it is rough, and if you can use your heart, it will not be coarse." The young boy smiled, obviously condescending, but he gave people a feeling of affection.

"Gladly." Jia Cong ordered Sun Fu to pack a set, and the boy paid quickly, but he only looked at Jia Cong a few times, did not stop, and left slightly.

Luo Gaocai and Zheng Yeyu were dumbfounded: Is there really a stupid lack of buying those weird paintings and calligraphy? Jia Gongzi is really prescient!