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Thirty years ago, outside the West Gate of the Capital City, Guangning Temple.

Not far from the temple, there was a street called West Guard Street. Near the street, there was a family with the surna Jin.

This family consisted of three people. The head of the family, Jin Rengui, was a carpenter who usually made tables, chairs, benches, doors, windows, cabinets, beds, and other such items for a living.

Jin Rengui’s wife was the daughter of Butcher Zhang. Butcher Zhang lived within the city gates and was a well-respected local of the capital, which is why he always looked down on his carpenter son-in-law.

The carpenter’s wife had a fiery temper, while Jin Rengui was simple and honest. After getting married, they had a child. This child took after his mother, never afraid of anyone since a young age.

The gossiping old n and won at the street corner, the idle hooligans wandering around all day, the busybodies seeking new things in the city...

No matter who they were, he would strike up a conversation with them.

However, as the saying goes, "Proximity to cinnabar makes you red, proximity to ink makes you black." This carpenter’s child mingled with these people all day, what good could he learn!

On this day, Jin Wanshan, the child of Carpenter Jin, turned fourteen. Butcher Zhang sent an oiled paper package, inside which was a pound of chicken hearts.

"Daughter, take these chicken hearts and fry them for Wanshan to eat."

Jin Rengui wondered, "Father-in-law usually slaughters pigs and sheep, rarely chickens. How did he get so many chicken hearts today?"

Butcher Zhang replied coldly, "You are a useless fool. Even if soone defecates and urinates on your face, you wouldn’t get angry. I don’t want my grandson to be like you in the future!"

After saying this, Butcher Zhang turned to Jin Wanshan and instructed, "People say ’sly as a chicken,’ showing that chickens are smart and shrewd. Your grandfather has no other wishes, just that you don’t grow up to be as spineless as your father."

"Eat these chicken hearts and be a clever person in the future. Don’t beco like those laborers at the door who toil their whole lives and earn nothing but grievances!"

"Grandfather, I will rember!"

"Rember what? Tell ."

"I’d rather be a sly, clever person than an honest man like my dad!"

Hearing these words, Butcher Zhang smiled with satisfaction. He reached out his greasy hand and ruffled his grandson’s hair.

"Xiaoshan has been smart since childhood. He will certainly achieve great things in the future!"

At this ti, Jin Wanshan was fourteen. Butcher Zhang’s words gave him great confidence. Previously, when he mingled with those hooligans and idlers, Jin Rengui had preached to him a lot. But now, with his grandfather’s words, it was like having a Treasure Sword, no longer being restrained at ho.

When he was fifteen or sixteen, Jin Wanshan rarely stayed ho. He would leave at dawn each day and return only when the city gates were about to close, sotis not even at night, occasionally staying out for two or three days.

Carpenter Jin asked him where he had been ssing around. Jin Wanshan replied that he had found a way to make a fortune. With good luck, he could earn as much silver in a day as Carpenter Jin could in ten years!

Jin Rengui didn’t believe it. Could there really be such an easy thing in this world? If there was, would it co to their family?

Every ti, Jin Wanshan would talk back to him, "You’re just a carpenter. Besides shaving wood and knocking nails, what do you know about anything?

Don’t bother with . Even Grandfather praises for being smart. How could I suffer a loss..."

On the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, snowflakes began to fall in Luojing City.

From inside the West Gate of the Capital City, a few gambling house thugs drove a carriage out. Once they reached outside the gate, a coarse cloth sack was kicked off the carriage.

"Jin Wanshan, you have three days to repay the hundred taels of silver you owe. If you don’t repay on ti, we’ll tear down your house for debt and send you to the palace as a eunuch!"

The black-and-blue Jin Wanshan humd and crawled out of the coarse cloth sack, the words of the gambling house thugs still echoing in his ears.

These days, being a eunuch was not easy. In the past, eunuchs only underwent ’half-castration’ and could keep a pair of bells as a nto afterward. Thus, in the previous dynasty and even earlier, being a eunuch was a sought-after profession, with ordinary people even competing for it.

But Dayong was different.

In the Dayong dynasty, when the Cleansing Room perford the castration ceremony, they wouldn’t leave a nto. It ant complete removal from the root to the fruit.

This was called "emasculation," also known as "full castration."

The castration technique at this ti was still relatively primitive. In the previous dynasties, the survival rate for half-castration was six or seven out of ten.

But being a eunuch in the Dayong dynasty, if two people survived, that would be considered a high survival rate. Sotis, only one or two out of a group of seven or eight would survive.

Jin Wanshan was only fifteen or sixteen years old and didn’t want to die, much less beco a eunuch.

What should he do then?

It’s no wonder Butcher Zhang said Jin Wanshan was smart from a young age. Crawling out of the coarse cloth sack, Jin Wanshan wandered around the city gate for a few laps, and a plan ford in his mind.

On the bulletin board at the city gate, there was a criminal bounty notice, offering a reward of three hundred taels of silver for a notorious bandit!

"Good, good, good! Truly, Heaven never bars the way!" Looking at the portrait, Jin Wanshan clapped his hands together three tis in excitent.

The person on the bounty notice bore so resemblance to his carpenter father!

With a plan in mind, Jin Wanshan hurried ho, intending to share the good news with his father.

Not far from the West Gate, there was Guangning Temple, bustling with worshippers. A few days ago, Jin Rengui, along with other carpenters, took an assignnt for woodworking at the temple. Jin Wanshan found his father at the temple, persuading the overseer to give them a few taels of silver.

When Jin Rengui asked what he needed the money for, Jin Wanshan mysteriously said, "I have sothing great to tell you, Dad. Co ho early today, and we can have a good drink together."

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