Eunuchs are also officials and eunuchs.

Emperor Gao, founding Emperor Taizu of the Ming Dynasty, was affected by the dangers of eunuchs throughout the ages, so he not only strictly ordered eunuchs not to interfere in politics, but also strictly managed their clothing.

In the Forbidden City, all the leaders and eunuchs were dressed in red.

A big eunuch like the turtle-shamed, with gourd patterns printed on the red clothes, meaning fortune. Of course, as the emperor's close servant, he was qualified to wear a flying fish suit.

However, the palace started with the ancestor who followed Emperor Taizu Gao to be buried with him. He could wear it, but he could not wear it except for major New Year festivals.

In the words of that ancestor, the master gave me honor, not to let my servants show off.

Under the eunuch in red, there are clothing with sunflower patterns printed on green clothes, and down there are blue clothes without any pattern.

Clothes represent grade and identity.

For a moment, the turtle was a little dazed.

"It took me almost ten years to go from green clothes to wearing green robe... How long did this little eunuch wear green robe just after entering the palace?"

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The road between Chunhe Palace is longer than that of the former court.

The turtle is in front of the evil, and the king is in the back.

"Stop, don't send it!" When he was about to walk out of the corridor, the turtlema stopped and chuckled, constantly looking at Wang Buzhen, who was much younger than him and had a pretty face.

"That young man has been sent here. Mr. Wang, please go slowly!" Wang Buzhen bowed and said.

"How long have you been in the palace?" asked Turtle hilariously.

"It's only a few months before and after the general manager!"

"Oh, it's really awesome young man. Some people have been in the palace for several years and can't wear this outfit!" The turtle laughed, "Who introduced you?"

"It was General Manager Chen who recommended the young man to work in the East Palace!" Facing the eunuch in Qianqing Palace in front of him, Wang Buzhen was a little afraid, "At the beginning, the young man was the treasurer of the Dianfu Bureau. Because the villain had read books and could read, he was promoted to Chunhe Palace by the Empress!"

"Are you reading and reading?" The turtlema's eyelids moved, and he was already a little clear in his heart.

Reading and literacy seems to be a sentence, but in fact, the meanings are very different.

Those who read can be said to be literate, but those who read may not have read books.

The Empress was born into an ordinary family and looked closely at the prince's studies. So there was a shortage of such a eunuch who had studied in the school, so she could help her to see the prince's studies.

Sure enough, Wang Buzhen whispered, "I used to be a child from the county school. After the family was in trouble, I had no choice but to enter the palace!"

"Oh!" The turtle laughed, "It's rare to be talented, do it well! There's a lot to do in the future!" As he said that, he nodded to Wang Buzhen for the first time, "Don't send it away, the family will leave by themselves!"

After passing through the corridor, I was the Imperial Garden. As I walked, the turtlema suddenly lowered his head and laughed.

"Chen Buwei and Xiao Pu are on the same line, right? Haha, he is really a one-man who has achieved enlightenment. The little eunuch who has just entered the palace has also worn a green robe?"

"Although eunuchs are not allowed to interfere in politics, they cannot live without eunuchs in this palace. The master trusts us eunuchs the most."

"Eunuchs who read and read are rare things, and being eunuchs who have been children are even more rare things! Do you think eunuchs who have studied can help the queen see the prince's schoolwork? Haha... Although it's okay, I'm afraid of someone who has a heart!"

Just as I was walking, I was thinking, and suddenly I saw a little palace maid standing in a corner of the imperial garden.

The turtle shame looked around and the eunuchs followed him slowed down and lowered their heads.

"Why are you here?" The turtle was quickly strode over with a gentle look on his face.

"I have met General Manager Wang!" The little palace maid's face was at an innocent and romantic age.

She and Wu Ba Xi are considered old acquaintances because she is the palace maid next to Concubine Chun. Chun Meng was also a little palace maid before, and she was also a little palace maid who called Uncle Wang, who called Wu Ba Xi.

"Our master made rice cake!" the little palace maid whispered in a low voice, saying quickly, "I specially asked me to find you and give you some!"

The turtle shame looked at the paper bag held by the little palace maid and felt warm.

"Hurry and be while it's hot, it won't taste good if it gets cold for a while!" said the little palace maid again.

"Thank you to the maid for helping the family!" The turtle took it carefully and put it in his arms. It was really warm, and he smiled, "How is your master?"

"It's OK!" the little palace maid smiled, "Mr. Wang, our master always talks to us about you and says you are the best!"

"Hahaha!" The turtle laughed at him, "Is it okay, little master?"

The little master he mentioned was the one who was born by Chunpin Xiaoshunzi, the big name Zhu Wenyao and the third son of the emperor with the nickname Xiaonian.

"Our little master is so good!" The little palace maid's voice was a little excited, "You can eat half a bowl of rice in one meal! It's so chubby and beautiful! Our little master speaks so brightly... and his voice is also loud!"

"Hahaha!" The turtle laughed happily again.

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In the Qianqing Palace, Zhu Yunyu was holding a brass stove in his hand, and was tilted without any image of an emperor.

"Emperor!" Xie Jin stood in front of him and said with a smile, "The New Year is coming soon. The residences of various royal families and the families of heroes are waiting for you to give them a letter!"

During festivals, the emperor gave his ministers a gift of ink treasures, which is a matter of course.

Zhu Yunxiu waved his hand, "I won't be ugly in my hand! You write it on my behalf!"

He is self-aware, unlike some emperors who are obviously third-rate calligraphers who have to do their best to graffiti and write around, but they still feel that they are quite beautiful.

"Then I will help you write for the emperor!" Xie Jin smiled. It is also a rare honor to help the emperor represent the emperor.

"Time is so fast!" Zhu Yunxiu looked out the window, "In a blink of an eye, it's the New Year again!"

"Yes, when I entered the palace this morning, I was watching the Spring Festival couplets selling on the street!" Xie Jin said with a slight interest, "I really want someone to buy it!"

"Buy early and get cheaper, it won't be the same price at the end of the year!" Zhu Yunxi smiled, and a few meetings suddenly appeared on his face. "I still remember one year, when I followed Grandpa the Emperor outside the palace, I met a butcher who delayed buying Spring Festival couplets because of killing pigs... Haha!"

"Hands split the way of life and death with both hands, and cut off the root of right and wrong with one knife!" Xie Jin followed and said with a smile, "It's a beautiful conversation now!" As he said that, he suddenly found that the emperor's eyes became inexplicably lonely.

"It's the New Year, I paste window flowers, spring couplets, door gods, set off firecrackers..." Zhu Yunxiu murmured, "During the New Year, the sound of firecrackers from the people's homes outside the palace was endless, and I would ping-pong early in the morning..."

Speaking of this, Zhu Yunxiu put down the stove in his hand and lay directly on the windowsill.

"The Spring Festival of the 26th year of Hongwu... the emperor was writing the word "Fu" to the ministers. But that year, because Emperor Xiaokang died of illness, there was no door god in the palace, no door curtains, and no firecrackers..."

Zhu Yunxi's voice drooped even lower, "I finally recovered from those three years... this year, next year, and the year after... I can no longer post Spring Festival couplets and set off firecrackers in the palace!"

"People say that if you post the Spring Festival couplets, those who leave cannot go home during the Chinese New Year..."

"Time is so fast, three years are three years..."

"Hi!" As he said that, Zhu Yunxiu came back from his sadness and smiled self-deprecatingly, "It's better not to let go, it's better to be pure. It's better to be carefree! Anyway, it's just about eating and drinking..."

Yeah?

Is Chinese New Year just about eating and drinking?

Even if you eat and drink, the old and the young are gathered together to eat and drink?

Seeing the emperor like this, Xie Jin changed his mind and said, "If the country is prosperous and the people are safe this year, we will definitely have a good New Year!"

"Well, let's have a good New Year with you!"

Everyone is looking forward to a good New Year, but they don’t know that many times things are contrary to their wishes.

The days in the capital were as quiet as water, as if nothing earth-shaking. The entire Ming Empire seemed to be peaceful and peaceful.

But little does anyone know that this year's upcoming New Year has important significance in history and is even more extraordinary.

Dingdeng, footsteps suddenly sounded outside.

Xin Yande hurried in with a memorial in both hands, "Emperor, Yangzhou memorial!"

"Who came?" Zhu Yunxiu sat upright and asked.

"Li Zhigang, Minister of the Ministry of Revenue!" Xin Yande put down his memorial and said with difficulty, "Yangzhou...students strike the class and merchants strike the market, and gentry surrounded the prefect's office..."

"Hmm?" Zhu Yunfeng tightened his eyebrows.

At this time, footsteps suddenly came from outside.

Deng Ping hurried in with a worried look on his face, "Emperor..."

"I'm so nervous, what's the matter?" Zhu Yunxi scolded.

"The scholars of the Hanlin Academy and the students of the Imperial College were all kneeling outside the Meridian Gate..." Deng Ping whispered, "It was said that the treacherous ministers in the court were bewitching the emperor, and the Ming Dynasty...the mean scholars!"

The atmosphere in the hall suddenly became tense.

Zhu Yunxiu smiled faintly, and what was coming was finally here.
Chapter completed!