The old eunuch, who had just been dozing off, suddenly raised his head and looked at Cen Ang, who was dressed in purple, and couldn't quite control his emotions.
Tears streamed down his wrinkled face. He nodded, stood up, and extended his hand.
Cen Ang hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed him.
"Xiao Cen Ang, you...you..."
"Godfather, I'm alright, I'm back safe and sound."
"I knew it! If it were anyone else, would I not have noticed him? Don't let my godfather's age fool you, his hearing is still sharp."
“Come and take a look, everyone. Those of you in the back, stop working. I’ve told you before, my goddaughter used to be my aunt in the palace, and now she’s back.”
"Oh, Old Wang, I thought you were just bragging. Tsk tsk tsk, look how beautiful she is, she must be our Old Wang's own daughter." The eunuch next to him was also quite old, but he still spoke with his pinky finger raised, holding a pink handkerchief in his hand, which made him look a bit comical.
Suddenly, a group of people surrounded Cen Ang, showering him with compliments and effusives, probably even more so than Sun Zixi.
However, these eunuchs all had one thing in common: they were very old.
They must be in their fifties or sixties and unable to work anymore, so they were sent here to fend for themselves. They usually grow vegetables in the backyard and help the people in the Xinzheku by cleaning toilets and washing clothes, earning some money to eat and live on.
Cen Ang understood the rules of the palace, but she never expected that what happened back then would involve her godfather.
After all, very few people know about their relationship.
"Godfather, have I dragged you into this?"
"Tsk, are you not close to your godfather anymore? Of course not."
"But I remember you were... the head of the greenhouse..."
The old eunuch smiled, sat back down in his chair, and said to Cen Ang...
"Back then, Snowball was captured. That person wanted to use it to gain merit, so I brought it out to live a peaceful life."
It's not as simple as it sounds.
From just two sentences, Cen Ang could roughly guess what his godfather had gone through.
My godfather is skilled in martial arts. He entered the palace at a young age, and even the head of the imperial guards couldn't last more than ten moves against him. She was the one who taught me martial arts so that I could protect myself in the deep palace.
It must have been that someone caught Snowball and wanted to exchange it for a reward, but his godfather discovered it, so he exchanged it with that person using his own identity. As for losing his power, no one could do anything to him.
After all, he was skilled, so the Empress Dowager turned a blind eye.
The kitten jumped into Cen Ang's arms and stretched out its little face to snuggle against her.
Outside the door, the Empress's eldest aunt looked somewhat embarrassed.
Or should we just wait here?
Aunt Cen is probably choosing people, so I'd better not go in and disturb her, although I don't know what she's choosing these old eunuchs for.
“Godfather, come with me,” Cen Ang said.
"Walk?"
“Yes, come with me. Your granddaughter is now the Prince of Zhenbei, and she’s very powerful. The Prince’s mansion happens to be short of a steward.”
"The Prince of Zhenbei is your daughter?" The old eunuch took a sip of water from the small teapot, his expression somewhat shocked.
The woman nodded and smiled.
I guess I was able to come back and visit you because of my child, wasn't I?
"What are we waiting for? Let's go, Lao Wang! There's somewhere to go, why aren't you leaving? Do you have to stay here with us and rot in the deep palace?"
"You guys, hurry up and pack Old Wang's things. Throw away all the odds and ends, just take a few clothes."
Although the elderly person next to me was old, he was a servant by trade and was very quick and efficient at his work.
Looking at his old brothers who had lived with him for so long, Cen Ang's godfather still felt a little uneasy, and looked at his daughter with some expectation in his eyes.
He could leave whenever he wanted, so why didn't he? It was because of the people in the palace.
They're old, and they don't have any godsons to fawn over them. If they just stay put, they get bullied. Some have limps, some have bad backs. With Eunuch Wang here, they can still be protected a little. But if he were gone...
Cen Angduo was adept at reading people's expressions. She stood up and spoke to the eunuchs beside her.
"His Highness has just arrived in the capital today, and his residence is truly short-staffed. I wonder if any of you would be willing to come with your godfather and seek a job at the Prince's residence?"
"You silly child, what can we do there with our old arms and legs? Wouldn't we just be causing you trouble?"
"What's the trouble? They're all our own kids."
"Oh my~ After living for so many years, we can finally leave this world. Little girl, wait a moment, I'll be done soon."
"good."
Snowball tilted its head in Cen Ang's arms as it watched everyone tidy up the room.
It didn't understand why this group of tall, big people suddenly started making a mess of the room, until Cen Ang put it on his shoulder and whispered something.
"Snowball, let's go home."
It understood the word "home." Back then, there was a very beautiful and gentle person at home, but for some reason, they suddenly disappeared.
Huo Xiaolong and his group were slightly tipsy, and when they returned home, they were somewhat bewildered to find the house full of old eunuchs.
"Greetings to Your Highness."
Oh my goodness, my legs are trembling so badly, maybe we shouldn't kneel?
The girl grinned and looked at him, then turned to look at Cen Ang.
"This is your maternal grandfather, my godfather," the woman said, gesturing to the head eunuch, Wang.
"Then get up, Grandpa. We're all at home, no need to be so polite."
"These are the eunuchs that were selected by the palace... by Mom."
This was the first time Cen Ang felt that she hadn't done things well, but she couldn't think of any other way besides this method.
“It’s your maternal grandfather’s old friend,” Cen Ang then whispered in his daughter’s ear.
She herself didn't know what she was asking these people to do, and to be honest, it was quite frightening to watch.
There were very few black hairs on their heads.
"Your Highness can give them any orders. Don't underestimate them just because they're old; they're still capable of doing what they need to do," said Eunuch Wang.
"So... what did you all do in the palace before?"
It's not that Long'er is polite to all servants; it's just that this thing can't be impolite. Someone who could be called "Grandpa" in his past life is now kneeling and working for you. Would you not be polite to him?
"Your Highness, when I was in the palace, I was in charge of lighting the night lamps for the late Emperor."
When the emperor was asleep, he had to cut the wicks of the candles lit in the emperor's bedroom.
"And what about this one?"
"Your Highness, I used to take care of fresh flowers in the palace."
Huo Xiaolong took a deep breath and then said...
"Then you can continue to pick out the night lamps, but not at night. Pick them out during the day. When you get up during the day, see which lamp in the mansion is still lit and cut it off."
"Then you, you continue to take care of the flowers, just water them every day. I'll send two more people to help you, and you can just sit next to them and watch them water them, and they'll point out anything that's wrong."
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