I Am Immortal In The Cultivation World

"Water, water..."

Zhou Yi groaned unconsciously, feeling the moistness of his lips, and swallowed a few mouthfuls subconsciously.

The decoction enters the throat and flows into the stomach.

A warm feeling diffused into the viscera and flowed through the limbs, and the originally weak body regained some strength.

Opening his eyes, he was the first to see the copper lamp on the roof, and an old man with white face and beardless standing in front of him.

A sharp pain in his lower body made Zhou Yi's ignorant consciousness return, and he finally understood where he was.

Chamberlain!

That is to say, the organization that manages eunuchs.

Zhou Yi was born in the rural area of ​​Wannian County. Last year, there was no harvest during the severe drought. After his younger sister died of starvation, his parents sold him into the palace as a eunuch in order to support his elder brother.

During the castration during the day, she fainted from fear and pain.

"Are you awake?"

The old man spoke in a high-pitched voice: "Follow them tomorrow and go to Dongzhifang to learn how to read and write. Don't be lazy. If you learn slowly, you will have nothing to eat!"

After speaking, he took the medicine box and left.

Since Zhou Yi was born ten years ago, he has never been out of the village. Being alone in an unfamiliar environment, he feels fear.

Huddled in the quilt, quietly looking at the environment in the house.

The house with a radius of two feet is larger than the main room and the back room combined. The green bricks are neatly built, and it looks better than the loess adobe house at home, not to mention the red-painted window frames and rafters.

Looking at it this way, being a eunuch is also very good!

Zhou Yi was still young and didn't know much about men and women. He only thought that he lived well, had enough food, was covered with cotton quilts and was warm, and cutting his eggs was not a big deal.

There were three empty beds next to them, the quilts were spread out randomly, as if they were in a hurry to get up and go out.

After lying down for a long time, Zhou Yi's mood gradually stabilized, and he fell asleep in a daze.

I saw my parents in my dream, my dark face kept shouting, but I couldn't hear what I was shouting, Zhou Yi was sweating anxiously, trying my best to listen and understand...

"Wake up, wake up."

A thin voice rang in his ears, Zhou Yi opened his eyes, and saw a wrinkled servant.

"Let's go have breakfast together, and we can only drink thin soup when it's late."

Zhou Yi recalled the old eunuch's instructions yesterday, and asked, "Should I go to Dongzhifang to read characters after eating?"

The waiter said: "The newcomer recognizes characters, let's go to practice at home. Our name is Xiaoxizi, what's your name?"

"Zhou Yi."

Zhou Yi replied softly, his name was given by an old scholar in the village, which means that he can live a simpler and easier life, but it turned out to be counterproductive.

Enduring the severe pain, he got up and followed Xiao Xizi to Dongzhi's room.

There were also two servants accompanying him, named Xiaozhengzi and Xiaoyuanzi, their faces were gloomy, and they seemed not very talkative.

Xiao Xizi was extroverted, and chatted a lot on the road, which gave Zhou Yi a general understanding of the Internal Servant.

The Department of Internal Affairs governs all the eunuchs, and is divided into twelve eunuchs according to different functions. The most powerful is the Sili Supervisor, who is responsible for serving the emperor personally.

The second is the supervisor on duty, which is the department assigned to Zhou Yi.

If it is said that the supervisor of ceremonies is a civil servant among the eunuchs, the supervisor on duty is a military officer who practices the secret codes of martial arts in the palace and is responsible for guarding the safety of the palace.

The rest of the Imperial Horse Supervisor, Shangshan Supervisor, Duzhi Supervisor, etc. are eunuchs who do odd jobs and belong to the lowest level in the palace.

Xiao Xizi looked forward to it: "Our ambition is to be Eunuch Hai, to protect His Majesty, and to be famous!"

Zhou Yi hummed and laughed, remembering the teachings of his parents in his heart, saying less and making fewer mistakes when going out, listening more and learning more.

Dongzhifang.

It is not the name of the palace, but the residence of the servants is called Zhifang, which is located to the east of the palace.

According to Xiao Xizi's guidance, Zhou Yi first went to the study to report his name, got a wooden identity badge, and then went to the kitchen for dinner.

Because I went late, there was only white rice porridge left, but I drank three bowls in a row.

In the village, only Mr. Liu's family eats rice porridge. Others eat brown rice mixed with wild vegetables, and the quantity is limited, so they can't get enough to eat. When they are hungry, they go to drink cold water.

The last time Zhou Yi had a full stomach was three years ago on New Year's Eve.

Came to the study, found a place near the corner, and waited quietly for the teacher to give a lecture.

Most of the seats in the study room are filled with people, all of them are around ten years old, some are lively and wriggling, and some are talking in low voices with familiar people.

Mr. opened the door and came in, and the study suddenly became quiet.

"Open "Shuowen Jiezi" and read it with our family!"

There are several old books on the desk, which have been read by many people. Zhou Yi can recognize the word "Wen", and imitates the movement of the person next to him to open the first page.

"One, the beginning of number..."

Mr. is an old eunuch with white hair and chicken skin, trembling as he walks, as if he will fall to the ground at any time, but the sound of reading is extremely loud, and it is accurately transmitted to the ears of all the servants.

The voices of the servants are not all high-pitched, if they enter the palace after reaching adulthood, they will be normal male voices.

Zhou Yi recited with his master, trying to write down the pronunciation and writing of each character, not asking for the correct order of strokes, as long as they are in the same order as in the book.

This kind of cramming quickly made my head dizzy.

The teacher ignored this, read the first three pages over and over again, and left homework when class was over at noon.

"Recite one by one tomorrow morning, those who can't recite will be punished to stand and starve!"

After finishing speaking, he left the study room, ignoring whether the servant had read all the words.

In order to eat, Zhou Yi endured a headache and recited word by word, and asked for advice when he encountered something he didn't know.

Everyone is in their teens, so it's not difficult to speak, but the other servants can't recognize the truth, and even if they read it, they are not sure whether it is right or wrong.

"First read back and forth what you wrote down!"

Zhou Yi kept reading until it was dark, and when he returned to the house, the other three servants hadn't come back yet.

It wasn't until about Si time that the three of Xiao Xizi came back.

Zhou Yi plucked up the courage to ask how to pronounce those unfamiliar characters. After learning it, he recited it until the middle of the night, and fell asleep at some point.

the next day.

The master checked the homework, and Zhou Yi stumbled and read it through, but there were more than a dozen mistakes.

I only ate breakfast for a day, and I was forced to stand in the study for lunch and dinner.

The taste of starvation is not good, especially after experiencing fullness, Zhou Yi made up his mind to work hard to read characters.

Since then.

Sleeping, kitchen, and study are three points one line every day. In the first half of the year, I was forced to stand and starve from time to time. In the second half of the year, I learned a lot of words and could easily read three pages by heart.

During the period, many new servants went to the study next to them to learn how to read and write.

Zhou Yi secretly counted, there will be a group of forty or fifty people at the beginning of each month, and they will be assigned to the palace supervisor.

"There are only four to five hundred people in a year, and four to five thousand people in ten years. This is only the prison guard on duty. There are twelve prison guards. How many servants in the palace have to support for nothing!"

"It's better to save this money, buy a few more acres of land, and collect more grain..."

In the simple cognition of Zhou Yi, the emperor is a big landlord, not much different from the rich man Liu in the village. He just plows the land with silver plowshares and turns the soil with gold hoes.

today.

Sit by the window as usual.

Looking through the Shuowen Jiezi page by page, Mr. said that you can learn the new by reviewing the past, and you can see the meaning after reading the book a hundred times. He knows that he is not a smart person, so he does things according to the words of a smart person.

The gentleman opened the door and came in with empty hands, not holding any books.

"Our family has been teaching you for a year, each of you is considered diligent, and you can recognize most of the words, today I will teach you the unique art of martial arts in the palace!"

talking.

Pick up charcoal and write four big characters on the wall.

"Treasure of Epiphyllum!"

Reciting the Book of Changes in a low voice, recalling the annotations in Shuowen Jiezi, I know that Epiphyllum is a strange flower that only blooms at night and withers and withers at a very fast speed.

"Morning dew epiphyllum, instant youth!"

The gentleman's cloudy eyes flashed, and he said slowly.

"The cultivation speed of Epiphyllum Treasure Book is extremely fast, ten times faster than ordinary martial arts. Please remember to practice well. In the future, you will guard different lands according to your strength!"

"Patrolling the city walls with poor strength is hard and tiring, and personal guards with strong strength can be promoted if they are appreciated by the nobles..."