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In the front hall of Palace of Celestial Purity, with the body of a palm-print eunuch drenched in sweat, he opened his mouth wide and looked at Prince Qi, then turned his head to look at Wei Zhongxian.

Did Lao Wei even know how to read? He was literate and didn't know much. He knew many words, but he didn't know how to write them. At the very least