Raising a tiger is dangerous, not to mention raising an emperor.
The Prime Minister of the Qin Dynasty, Zhuo An, was forcibly inserted by the late emperor.
——Since then, Zhuo Xiaoan has achieved the reputation of a generation of imperial masters.
He confuses his lord, plots against the loyal and good, engages in malpractice for personal gain, and does all kinds of evil and enjoys it.
The late emperor was so foolish that he actually chose such a master for the young emperor.
The officials feared him, the people hated him, and the young master wanted to get rid of him.
The storm is rising, the totem of war, internal and external troubles, who is the real person behind the scenes?
Wedge:
At night, he died drunk under the morning smoke.
Water rises in the deep palace, and diarrhea spreads thousands of feet;
The curtains are rising and dancing, and thousands of horses are in chaos.
I stood in the temple hall with a pot of turbid snow and waited for the king's message.
——Emperor Master…
As I write this, I pause.
I remember that when my master passed away, he said my name: "Zhuo is still shallow, but the ruler is still in peace."
Later, the late king named me the emperor's master, and added the character "" across it: Zhuoer Xiaosi, the eunuch of Anbang. After chanting, he died gorgeously without even a breath left. That's why I didn't dare to call myself by my full name for many years, but now that I'm about to go, I just fill it in:
——Emperor Master Zhuo Xiaoan.
I know that after sending this memorial, even if I don't die naturally, the little emperor will definitely give me a long and glorious artificial death.
Senior brother is right, the so-called imperial master is nothing more than a corpse in the underground underworld.