Mo Yun took a few steps back, a smile on his face: "Hey, this way, I'm here." ”

The shadow that was like a seam on the wall rippled like a wave of water, a pair of eyes exposed the wall, and the voice was cold:

"Where?"

"Where?" Mo Yun asked.

"Seal people. Where? His eyes narrowed into a slit, and when he looked closely, he saw that his eyelashes were missing.

Mo Yun quickly recalled the division of occupations in Dongzhou in his mind, and suddenly remembered one of the occupations recorded in an ancient book, which had another nickname in the current era - "eunuch?" ”

After countless washes in history, the overlap between eunuchs and eunuchs has reached the level of basic equivalence, but there are still some people who abide by the old system and call themselves "feudal people", which is an even more ancient title.

Older often means more stubborn, and stubborn ones can sometimes be tricky.

"Seal people." The eyes repeated their title without any ups and downs.

Fortunately, Mo Yun didn't have any interest in correcting this, and he only came to complete Chaogong's commission this time.

Mo Yun took a few steps forward, reached the wall, and handed over the post given by Hong Xuchou.

A pair of withered hands reached out of the wall, grabbed the post and slowly moved it to the eyes: "Hmm...... Comply with regulations, enter. ”

Mo Yun raised his eyebrows, watching the wall in front of him suddenly slowly spread out to both sides of a circular arch that resembled a garden, and the doorway was so small that only one person could pass through.

Mo Yun's eyes rolled, and after hesitating for a moment, he took a slight half step forward, and just reached the edge of the arch with his feet, he felt a strong suction force pull him in.

Before he could utter an exclamation, the door vanished, leaving only a wall.

After a long time on the wall, those eyes reappeared, looking up and down the quiet space for a moment, making sure that no outsiders were there, and then slowly disappeared from the wall.

……

Mo Yun bent over and retched for a while before he felt that his lower abdomen had eased a little.

He held his waist, raised his head and pouted a few times, but there was a voice as cold as the eyes on the wall:

"Little guy, didn't your master tell you that any pretense in front of the Feng people is vain?"

Mo Yun followed the voice and looked forward, an old man with a white beard with a hunched waist, a cold expression, slender eyes, and no eyelashes was looking at him coldly.

The old man was well-dressed on the upper half of his body, but he only had a pair of obscene pants on the lower half of his body.

There was a gap between the dirty pants, and it was clear that there was only a section of the thing in the middle of the man.

"Seniors, juniors have only seen similar seals in ancient books, and have never seen them in reality, there are more common eunuchs, eunuchs, this is the first time."

The old man sneered and threw Mo Yun a pair of trousers: "Put them on, follow me." ”

Mo Yun carefully looked at the trousers, and found that not only did they have no gaps, but they would tighten the buttons after wearing them, and the legs would be deflated into a form that could only walk slowly in small steps, and the thing in the middle was even suffocated into a kind of pain.

Mo Yun felt that the person who developed such a thing was either a jealous and suave person, or a person who had three thousand harem beauties but had nothing to use.

The tight trousers made Mo Yun feel that the lower half of his body had no ability to breathe at all, so he almost cut a knife directly on it.

I followed the old man forward with small steps for a distance of two or three kilometers, and I don't know how much time I wasted.

The two of them stopped in front of a garden, and the old man knocked on the door of the garden: "King Song is buried." This is the person sent by the new ruler of the Song Kingdom, the Great Minister Hong Xuchou, to inspect it. As he spoke, he held the post to the door.

There was a look at the door of the garden, and a pair of old mother's eyes were exposed, and she carefully examined the post: "Back to Your Majesty, it is no longer convenient for the Song Kingdom to continue to be the host country of the Golden Concubine Society, and the prince has changed." ”

With that, the garden door opened.

Mo Yun's eyes were stunned for a moment, wondering if he had been pulled into another world.

The garden occupies a huge area, and hundreds of women are in a queue, sweating and showing their delicate figures, twisting and dancing as much as they can, and occasionally singing lyrics and songs. More than a dozen old women held thin sticks in the queue and kept going back and forth, pointing out those whose postures were not up to standard, and some of them were really bad enough to be kicked out of the queue directly.

Some of the unqualified, pale-faced, lay on the ground and wept without the slightest sympathy.

Mo Yun felt as if he had entered a daughter city, and everyone who appeared in front of him was the best of the beauties.

Thinking that only one of these people would become the golden concubine of His Majesty the Emperor of the Jun Empire, Mo Yun could hardly say that he was not jealous in his heart, but he also felt that His Majesty the Emperor was really stingy.

If you do the emperor's position by yourself, these beauties will be pulled into the harem by all of them.

What a waste, the most beautiful girls in the world are probably here.

Just when Mo Yun was dazzled and almost forgot the purpose of this trip, the old man who had been looking at him coldly said coldly: "Enough of it? ”

Mo Yun subconsciously shook his head, and then felt a chill under him, and his whole body was agitated: "Don't dare." ”

Mo Yun clamped his legs, silently reciting in his heart, "The empty color enters the eyes, there is no root and no floating", and secretly warned the things in his pants that were about to move: "If you don't want to be like King Song, just be honest, please." ”

"Follow me after wiping your saliva." The old man glanced meaningfully at Mo Yun.

Mo Yun touched the saliva flowing from the corner of his mouth, and shouted that his old face was lost, which was simply insulting to the ranger style.

But after thinking about it, if a normal man sees so many beautiful women, if he doesn't react, then it's really a problem.

"Long Yang has a habit, and he can also lose Yin." Probably except for the old antiques in front of me, I can't move my body and mind. Who knows, maybe he's just a hypocrite.

Mo Yun secretly glanced at the old man, and seeing that he was not shocked in his eyes, he couldn't help but sneer: "It's not serious." ”

"What did you say?" The old man looked ahead, led Mo Yun through the pile of beauties, and asked.

"Ah, no......" Mo Yun's heart suddenly.

The old man smiled: "Fengren is self-defeating, so he has an extremely keen perception of all kinds of chaotic moods. The little guy is not honest, and the first time you saw this, you will not be guilty of the past. But be honest, don't have any crooked thoughts, the empire's election of concubines is a national policy, and it is a matter of thousands of people, not to be underestimated, let alone ridiculed. ”

Mo Yun said yes, but he said in his heart.

"Do these girls make your heart shake and barely hold on?" The old man's topic changed abruptly, but he discussed this with him, "Just say it clearly, the old man won't talk about this." ”

"Uh...... Truth be told, yes. Mo Yun admitted it very simply.

"Hmm." There was nothing else in the old man's voice, "Needless to say, you are the old man after he first became a feudal person, and he was embarrassed to see it for the first time, and he almost broke the rules of sealing people." Such a girl, once she enters the court, although it depends on how different emperors and their whensies uphold their hearts, but more or less will make most men 'rather die in the tent than take care of political affairs'. The old man and these old ladies just want to pick out these women and eliminate them. His Majesty the Emperor is concerned about the safety of the world, how can he forget the major affairs of the country because of the popularity of women? Therefore, the old man said that this is a matter of thousands of trainees and should not be underestimated. Do you understand? ”

Mo Yun was stunned, raised his eyes and looked at the old man who was still walking forward with his back to him, and suddenly felt that this cold-looking old man didn't seem to be so annoying.

"Huh...... The old man just looks old, and his brain is not confused. The old man looked back and smiled.

Then he pointed to another door in front of him and said, "Here are the real candidates for His Majesty the Emperor." It's also the one who asked you to go back to your life. ”

Mo Yun looked along the old man's hand, an ordinary door, and the sound of the piano came from the door.

The sound of the piano is melodious and swaying.

When Mo Yun was wandering among himself, suddenly there were many women chirping in the door:

"Oh my god, there's a man!"

"Ouch, the world has really changed, and finally a man has come. It looks pretty small, and it's quite tender. ”

Mo Yun glanced at the old man's face twitching, and couldn't help but let out a sneering laugh.

"These are all candidates, and after the only Jin Concubine is elected, she will also go through some etiquette regulations." The old man's face was calm, and his voice was cold and gloomy.

"Uh-huh." Mo Yun replied with a burst of laughter.