Dressed as a villain eunuch, he was robbed by the world because of his sand sculpture.

[Thousands of volumes of poems and books cannot be read clearly, but the head and tail of an eunuch can be understood.In the palace night banquet, under the beaded curtain, the emperor and eunuchs were having sex with each other. 】

[The emperor sits on the throne, and the courtiers kneel on the ground.The eunuch stood by and scolded the king. 】

[The beautiful concubines look at nothing, but the emperor's joy is only the moon.The eunuch is dressed in red and has her legs spread wide. 】

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The contents of each poem are more unsightly than the last, and the main characters are basically the eunuch Xiao Yuezi.

From the emperor's favor to the insinuation that the two were having an affair, to the eunuch using his favor to bully officials and disturb the court.

"With such words, are they worthy of writing poetry?" Jing Zhan blushed angrily, "Go and settle the score with them!"

The two of them ran out angrily. Yue Fuling narrowed her eyes and shouted to the two who were still fighting: "Mengmeng! Stop fighting, let's go kill someone!"

Soon, a thin figure landed in front of Yue Fuling and stretched out his hand towards her, "One life, ten thousand, gold."

Yue Fuling: "...They don't deserve it!"

Jing Meng glanced at Xie Qianlan and suddenly withdrew his hand, "I don't want to kill anyone."

The eyes of Yan Zhuo, who followed closely, almost popped out of his head, "What do you mean? Who are you! Why are you looking at him?! Damn it!"

Jing Meng changed into a goose-yellow dress that girls of thirteen or fourteen years old liked to wear, and ignored Yan Zhuo with a cold face.

Xie Qianlan also felt strange, but he didn't have the mind to pay attention to it at this time. He said to Yue Fuling: "I will solve this matter. Talking about it in the street will be enough to catch them in jail."

Yue Fuling looked at Jing Meng and pointed at Xie Qianlan, "Mengmeng, look at him. There are people outside who want to kill him. He can't go out."

Jing Meng nodded solemnly, and when Yue Fuling ran out of the Prime Minister's Mansion and Xie Qianlan tried to follow, he opened his arms to stop him.

Xie Qianlan had no choice but to look at Yan Zhuo, "Can Emperor Jinyan please go and have a look? Don't let Eunuch Xiaoyue suffer."

Qi Yesi muttered: "Who can make him suffer?"

Yan Zhuo kicked him on the butt, "Follow me! You talk too much!"

"It's not my business?"

"Then the little eunuch is going crazy. How can I hold him back by myself?"

"I can't hold it back either."

"waste!"

The noise gradually faded away.

Xie Qianlan looked at Jing Meng, "Mengmeng, have you seen me before?"

Jing Meng shook his head.

Xie Qianlan's breath froze: "Still, have you ever seen someone who looks similar to me?"

Jing Meng lowered his eyelashes and said nothing.

"Have you really seen it?" Xie Qianlan said urgently.

Jing Meng shook his head.

Then he refused to listen to him and sat down at the gate with his back to the courtyard, as if one man was in charge and no one could stop him.

Xie Qianlan couldn't force him to question a little girl, but infinite hope arose in his heart.

Perhaps, the person he is looking for is still alive somewhere in this world.

And Jing Meng has met him.

……

Wander the bridge.

This is a wide bridge in the imperial city. The river flows gently below. There are corridors on both sides of the bridge, and many shops set up stalls here.

In the middle of the bridge, people were coming and going in an endless stream.

On both sides of the middle of the bridge, there are protruding and suspended pavilions that can accommodate 20 people. There are stone tables and stools inside. It is an excellent holy place for literati and poets to write poems by the water.

At this moment, a dozen young men wearing long robes and Confucian crowns were standing inside, and laughter could be heard from time to time.

At the bridgehead, Chu Yi and Han Ning were surrounded by Yue Fuling and three others, shivering.

Yue Fuling: "Do you remember our slogan?"

Han Ning immediately held his head high and said, "Remember! Use your power to bully others!"

Yue Fuling slapped him, "Wrong! You are being rich and unkind."

Chu Yi said: "I am using my power to bully others! My father is a royal censor, and your father is a rich gentry, and he is unkind for being rich."

Han Ning: "Remember! My father can kill them with money!"

Chu Yi: "My father can make them go to jail for the rest of their lives!"

You Huaize: "You're cheating me."

Jing Zhan whispered: "Why does it feel like there is collusion between government and business, but I don't know if the collusion is too blatant, and it doesn't feel right."

Yue Fuling: "Very good! Show off your young master spirit. Why are you shaking? Stand up straight!"

Han Ning said weakly: "You are too fierce, why are you so angry?"

Yue Fuling was filled with murderous intent: "I'm not angry! I'm very happy!"

Han Ning: "Every time my father makes my mother angry, my mother says the same thing..."

Before he finished speaking, Han Ning was glanced at by Yue Fuling's death eyes. She shut up and stared at the scholars in the pavilion in front of her. "I can't bully the little eunuch, so I can't bully you?!"

You Huaize: "What a bully and fear of evil."

Jing Zhan: "Brother You, you really can't take out the kitchen knife, it will kill someone."

You Huaize: "It depends on the situation."

Jing Zhan scratched his head in distress. He was obviously the youngest, but he was the most worried.

When it comes to bullying others, Chu Yi has a dad who sets him up after all. As soon as he walked into the pavilion, he kicked a man on the waist with a lewd smile on his face, "Get out of here, you're blocking my way."

The man was kicked so hard that he almost fell over the railing and fell into the river. Fortunately, the person next to him grabbed him.

Yue Fuling and the others were afraid of being recognized, so they covered their faces and pretended to be Chu Yi's servants.

You Huaize showed his kitchen knife and said with fierce eyes, "Stand still!"

Some people couldn't help but say, "What do you want to do in broad daylight? Isn't there any law for being Feng Yi? We will report it to the official!"

Chu Yi: "Report! Go and retaliate now! How about I ask my father to come over and you retaliate in front of him?"

The man's face instantly turned pale. There were noble young masters everywhere in the imperial city, but no one dared to pretend to be the son of an official. They knew that the man in front of them was a tough opponent.

All the talented people who were chatting and laughing just now looked panicked.

One person showed a flattering smile and said, "Young Master, please ignore him. I wonder if Young Master has something to do but come to me? Just follow your orders."

It was Han Ning's turn to perform. He slapped the thick rice paper on the table and said, "Who asked you to write these poems?"

"This... Young Master, no one will give in." The man sneered, "Well, who doesn't know about the emperor and his personal eunuch? As literati, it is our mission to criticize the imperial power."

Han Ning was furious, "Who doesn't know? How come I don't know? Which emperor in the past dynasties didn't have a personal eunuch to serve him? Not to mention how disgusting these poems are, are you tired of spreading rumors about his involvement in political affairs out of thin air? You are tired of living, but you know that this young master was almost affected!"

Chu Yi acted very fiercely, "Why are you telling them so much? Beat them all! Just keep them alive. I will cover all the medical expenses. If you are cured, then beat them!"

"Sir, spare your life, please spare your life, we didn't do it on purpose. It was Mr. Wang from the Ministry of Rites. He said that if we could earn some fame before the scientific examination, we would definitely impress the examiner. The ideas he gave us also affected these. It's just a popular rumor that the Holy God is in charge of everything, how could you see that?"

Yue Fuling was furious, she was going to show it to Jun Jing now!

Jing Zhan was also angry, "You don't think about how to improve your argumentative skills, but you just go astray! People like you, even if you get admitted, who would dare to let you become an official?"

Someone complained in a low voice, "It's too late to try hard now, I have to try anyway."

Han Ning couldn't stand listening anymore, "So I use other people's reputation to gain your reputation! I am really ashamed to be associated with you! When you get back, tell my father that you will never study again!"

Chu Yi looked at him and said, "If it's possible, tell me. I'll tell my dad the same thing."