Datong said "Oh" and followed the entourage around the prince's palace. He didn't know how many turns he made before arriving at the place where Datong lived, a most inconspicuous remote wing. If it weren't for its regulations and height,
I thought it was a warehouse for piles of junk!
The treatment of the top pick, prince, prince, why does it seem like I have a grudge against you...
We obviously don’t know each other! How come I, Tian Datong, fell into your hands by some strange combination of circumstances!
"Master Zhuangyuan, this is where you will live from now on. A girl will clean it up for you in a while. By the way, don't wander around in the palace if you have nothing to do, especially in that direction, where the female family members of the palace live.
It's a forbidden area for men." The attendant pointed in another direction.
He only saw pavilions and no one, but he saw a kite flying around in the sky. It was exquisitely hand-painted in a feminine style. Datong nodded in agreement. Please go, but he hasn't gone yet.
"I'm not trying to scare you. Last year, a counselor sniffed the handkerchief left by the princess and was tortured. His entire nose was cut off. Think about it. It's so painful to think about it now.
..." The attendant clicked his tongue and said.
Handkerchiefs, nasal punishment, and emotional laws are all determined by the royal family. Datong sighed, being a counselor in the prince's palace is really risky!
"The year before last, a counselor had his tongue cut out because he made some witty remarks to the princess..."
Datong was stunned after hearing this. The princess sounded really hot-tempered.
"The year before last, a counselor peeped at the princess playing in the water..."
"I guess he dug out his eyeballs." Datong interrupted the follower.
"The Number One Scholar is smart." The attendant smiled.
Datong finally understood. This is to remind himself to stay away from his female relatives, especially the princess!
"One counselor dies every year. How many counselors does the prince's palace have? How come the unlucky ones are all counselors?" Datong frowned, feeling really sad about his fate.
With your life on the line, how can you still think about your future?
"Forty or fifty, what makes the counselors have dishonest hearts? They always want to climb onto the high branch of the princess, but they end up getting themselves involved. Isn't this just a case of high aspirations and a thin life..." said the entourage.
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Forty or fifty, a lot of counselors, Datong thought, why would a prince have so many counselors?
Are there so many things in the Prince's Palace that require counselors to participate?
"You counselors mainly help the prince's palace with advice. Whoever has more ideas, whose ideas are better, and whose ideas are more effective will be rewarded more. There are many things, big and small. Every year, the prince recruits a group of counselors.
No. 1 pick, you are very lucky this year. You can come to our prince's palace, which is much more free than in the palace." The entourage noticed Datong's doubts.
This is called luck...
Datong begs to differ.
"Where do the other counselors live?" Datong asked.
"Over there." The follower pointed to warehouses not far away, each of which looked like a wing.
"Have you seen the guy with the white beard? He has been a counselor in the prince's palace for forty years. He was also a top scholar like you back then!" The attendant pointed again, fearing that Datong wouldn't see it.
When Datong looked at it, he was hunched over and his hair and beard were all white. This was the number one scholar from forty years ago...
He seemed to see himself forty years later, this unlucky old man, who had been a counselor in the Prince's Mansion all his life but was still unable to go out and fulfill his ambitions. What a regret, what a regret!