Shang Kai's godson is called He Yun. Usually, in front of the little eunuchs, he can be regarded as a man who can be called Eunuch He.
　　When he thought about talking to Zheng Taiyi in Cining Palace, he was still in pain from being beaten dozens of times by Xuan Duzhi last time. But when he thought about Shang Daban's methods, he didn't dare to disappoint this smiling tiger, and was tempted by the wealth and glory he promised, so he went to Cining Palace with his head held high.
　　Cining Palace was strictly guarded from top to bottom, and the eunuchs and maids came and went, each doing their own job. Only the duty rooms of a few eunuchs in the most remote corner were a little loose. He sneaked into the duty room and saw a few little eunuchs eating inside, so he approached them in a familiar way, pretending to invite them to drink and gamble, but actually he was trying to find out the whereabouts of Zheng Taiyi.
　　Because the existence of Zheng Yuheng was a taboo that could not be discussed, He Yun did not inquire directly, but followed the orders of his godfather and pretended to pull: "The Empress of Cining Palace has been well for a long time, and it is time for her to rest. Don't lie to me, what kind of work can she do? They are short of people over there, and the young eunuchs on duty are waiting for me to fill them. If you don't relax, you will get sick." The eunuch
　　whose sleeve was pulled was only sixteen years old. Due to the high grade of the palace uniform worn by Eunuch He, he could not refuse directly. He said with a red face: "Eunuch, you are wrong. Yes, I misunderstood! The queen hasn't taken a nap yet, and the aunt will ask the servants to move books in a while, so I really can't spare time!"
　　He Yun said even more angrily: "Has the medical officer not yet prescribed a prescription for calming the nerves? You are kidding me."
　　The little eunuch hurriedly said: "The imperial physician is busy in the medicine room, but I dare not lie to eunuch He. It's just that the queen of Cining Palace always goes to bed late, and she has to wait until she drinks the medicine before going to bed."
　　He Yun was secretly happy, thinking: "Godfather is really as good as a god. With his instructions, I can get the words out of him in a few words." On the surface, he embarrassed the other party for a while.
　　Then, he turned and walked towards the medicine room.
　　When He Yun saw him, Zheng Yuheng, who was dressed in official uniform, was discussing the dosage of a certain medicine with a female doctor. His figure was thin and bright, and his profile was handsome and elegant, as if he was a zhilan jade tree born in the courtyard. Even in this gray medicine room, he looked particularly dazzling.
　　In his mind, the "rumors" turned over and came up again. He Yun stood behind him and saluted, "Greetings, Lord Zheng." Zheng
　　Yuheng stopped talking and turned to look at him: "Excuse me, my lady, you are..."
　　Before he could ask clearly, He Yun said first: "I am He Yun, a eunuch in the rear province. Please excuse me to talk to Lord Zheng."
　　Zheng Yuheng thought that this person was also here to seek medical treatment, so he nodded slightly and followed him to a corner.
　　This kind of situation often happens. It is not easy for the people in the inner court to seek medical treatment. They always come privately to find doctors with gentle attitudes and good tempers to ask for treatment, but most of them are minor illnesses.
　　The two of them arrived at a corner. Outside one side of the high palace wall, there grew a huge sycamore tree. The branches and leaves of the tall tree were lush and dense, casting a cool shadow.
　　He Yun smiled and said to Zheng Yuheng, "Sir Zheng, I want to ask you a favor."
　　Zheng Yuheng said, "Please speak frankly, my lady."
　　"What lady? It's a blessing for us eunuchs that three or five out of ten people like us." He Yun said, "Although we are lowly, you are different from me. You are very favored in front of the empress."
　　Seeing Zheng Yuheng frowned slightly, he took the lead to pull his sleeve and continued, "Who is the empress? She is a figure like the sun and the moon in the sky. Just the little she lets slip from her fingers is enough for us to enjoy endlessly... If you are willing to say a few good words for me in front of the empress dowager and pass on some news from time to time, so that we, the servants, don't have to bother to guess, it will greatly save my life."
　　Zheng Yuheng wanted to leave at first, but when he pulled his sleeve, he suppressed his emotions temporarily and asked him with clear eyes, "You are not working in the Cining Palace, why do you have to guess the empress's mind?"
　　"You are the smartest person in the world, how come you don't know that there are only three masters in the palace, the emperor and the empress, and our queen mother? If I could know something about the master's heart..."
　　Before he finished speaking, Zheng Yuheng had already stretched out his hand to brush away his knuckles, and said coldly: "I'm sorry, I ca n't obey your order, please find someone else."
　　Before the godfather said half of what he had said, He Yun naturally couldn't let him go. He flashed in front of Zheng Yuheng like a shadow, and said with a smile on his face: "Don't be angry, sir, don't be angry, this is naturally a filial piety. As long as you agree, I will present two three-entry courtyards in the suburbs of Beijing, and there are several stores at the end of Ronghua Street in Beijing, which can also be given to you."
　　Zheng Yuheng paused, and his eyes swept over the eunuch in front of him.
　　Where did this money come from? Can a mere eunuch in the rear province have so much money to make? Is this the benefit of guessing the master's mind?
　　While he was thinking silently, He Yun thought he was interested, his eyes became brighter, and he blurted out a bunch of words: "Master Zheng, think about it, even officials in the court only live on salaries. If they encounter the empty treasury and delayed salary payment in the past few years, a family will inevitably starve to death in a famine, and it is still like this in Kyoto. This amount of property, even the Zheng family may not have it."
　　"Besides, your relationship with the queen..." He Yun's face showed an ambiguous smile, rubbing his hands, his expression was a little obscene, "You work in the account, are you afraid that the queen will blame you if she knows?"
　　Zheng Yuheng could still bear it before, but when he said this, his eyes were filled with uncontrollable disgust, his anger was blocked in his chest, his expression was cold, and he pushed the other party away without saying a word, ready to go back to the medicine room.
　　"Hey, Master Zheng!"
　　Seeing that the opportunity for promotion was about to fly away, how could He Yun let Zheng Yuheng go.
　　He thought that everyone was just like him, only interested in profit, and had no limit to his words, as if the previous slap had not taught him a lesson. He hurriedly stopped the other party and whispered a strong medicine: "Now that the new emperor is on the throne, if you want to be an official or have a beautiful concubine or wife, you just need to coax His Majesty. My godfather is in the imperial court. As long as you help me with this, you will have a way in the imperial court. Besides, Empress Cining Palace has been taking medicine for more than ten years, and her old illness has not been cured. Who can say how many years she can live? By then, it will be--" When
　　he said "how many years she can live", Zheng Yuheng suddenly stopped and looked back at him.
　　He Yun thought he had figured it out, and his face was expectant. Just as he put his face close to him, the gentle and bookish young doctor in front of him suddenly raised his hand and punched him, knocking his face crooked, knocking out a tooth, and the blood in his mouth smelled fishy.
　　He Yun screamed and fell backwards, but Zheng Yuheng grabbed his collar again, his expression was silent and fierce, like a wounded wolf, with a fierce spirit of fighting to the death. He found that the other party was very scary when fighting, so he had to show his will to survive and struggled hard.
　　He Yun worked in the rear province all year round and had a lot of strength in his hands, but at this time he was suppressed by this imperial physician who seemed to be unable to carry anything. He was hit in the stomach several times in a row, and he screamed and begged for mercy, wishing he could kowtow to him twice.
　　"Ouch - ouch, someone's dead, help! I was wrong, I deserve to die - please..."
　　If Zheng Yuheng's fighting moves were not so unfamiliar, he almost felt that he would be beaten to death by the other party. In a hurry, He Yun picked up a stone from the flowerbed under the tree next to him and threw it at him without thinking.
　　With a snap, the medical officer's official hat fell off.
　　The hair inside was originally very neat, but because of the violent movement, a few strands were slightly scattered, and a silver hairpin was passed through the hair. There was a big cut on Zheng Yuheng's forehead, and blood was soaked between the temples, and then flowed down along the facial lines, and blood stung his eyelashes.
　　The corners of his eyes were bright red, but his pupils were still dark. He didn't let go even when it hurt, and he grabbed He Yun's collar tightly.
　　"Ouch! My ancestor... please forgive me!"
　　Zheng Yuheng stared at him and said, "May the queen live a hundred years, say it."
　　"May the queen live a hundred years!" The other party shouted, "It's me who will die shortly, I will die shortly!"
　　During the fight between the two, Zheng Yuheng was also hit several times by him, and his chest and abdomen were stuffy, but he didn't notice it, but continued, "Let's talk later."
　　He Yun repeated it several times with tears streaming down his face.
　　No matter how remote the two were, the shouting was alarming. When the first scream was heard, Aunt Yue Wan, who was in charge of dispatching the palace servants, was startled and sent people to search along the sound. They found the doctor in a short while.
　　When the palace servants and eunuchs came to separate the two, they were shocked to see blood all over Zheng's forehead. They looked at the other one, whose face was so swollen that he looked unrecognizable. He opened his mouth and air leaked out. It was unknown how many front teeth he had lost. He was just wailing.
　　The eunuchs separated the two for a long time. Zheng Yuheng pinched his neck and almost choked him to death. Several eunuchs pulled Zheng aside, asking repeatedly: "What are you doing, sir? What happened?"
　　Zheng Yuheng said nothing and was dragged to the other side, far away from the eunuch. He silently tidied his clothes, took the white silk handed to him by the eunuch, and wiped the blood from the corners of his eyes.
　　Aunt Yuewan gave a few instructions and asked the palace servants to tie He Yun up and take him away to wait for instructions. She turned around and said, "Lord Zheng."
　　Zheng Yuheng pursed his lips and said, "Sorry to trouble you, aunt. I..."
　　Yuewan shook her head and said, "Did that eunuch offend you?"
　　Zheng Yuheng avoided the question and said, "Did Her Majesty hear it too?"
　　Du Yuewan pretended to be angry: "Why else would I come out? Ruixue is serving ink to Her Majesty, and he is so lazy. If I don't come out, it will be a wonder in the ages if no one cares about such a thing happening in the Cining Palace. Hurry up and clean it up."
　　Before she finished speaking, Neiren Jiang, who was on duty at the palace gate, ran over and said to Aunt Yuewan, "The Her Majesty said she wants to see Lord Zheng."
　　After delivering the message, Neiren Jiang saw Zheng Yuheng's appearance and was surprised: "What exactly happened?"
　　Yuewan said, "It's what you saw. Forget it, just wipe it off. It will be easier to talk to the Queen Mother when you see her later."
　　What she meant was that this look should be very useful to act pitiful and pretend to be aggrieved. Although the young doctor Zheng had a cut on his forehead, his eyes were a little red, his hair was a little loose, and when he lowered his head, he looked particularly handsome and lovable... But we have to ignore the fact that he beat the eunuch beyond recognition.
　　Zheng Yuheng was uneasy, blaming himself for being reckless and sulking at the same time. When he heard that sentence, he was overwhelmed by anger. It was an anger towards the world, the destiny, and his own incompetence.
　　How could he say that?
　　That was the Empress Dowager.
　　In just the few months that Zheng Yuheng served by his side, he could truly understand Dong Lingjiu's painstaking efforts for the country. When people outside mentioned the late emperor, they all praised and praised him, saying that he was an emperor of all ages and worthy of being recorded in the history books, but when they mentioned the Empress Dowager, they avoided talking about her political achievements.
　　Instead, they would say: "She is really a virtuous wife of Emperor Mingde."
　　Emperor Mingde's... virtuous wife.
　　Zheng Yuheng's eyes were hot and his heart ached so much that he couldn't breathe. He followed Lady Jiang into the palace in silence, with new blood still seeping from the wound on his forehead.
　　Dong Lingjiu's eyes were fixed on him.