Ugly Nuer

Hearing the movement, Zhang Jinzhong went out to take a look, saw that he was dizzy, felt that he deserved it, felt a little distressed, went back to the inner hall, and whispered to Cheng Huan: "He still has injuries..."

Xuanyuanlin acted as if he didn't hear, Zhang Jinzhong sighed, so he had no choice but to stop talking, and sneaked out to take a look, seeing his legs bent unnaturally, his heart skipped a beat.

The former empress's legs had always been the former emperor's heart disease. Even if Cheng Huan didn't like Xuanyuan Lin, if he really knelt down and lost his legs, he would feel bad about it.

Zhang Jinzhong settled down, returned to the inner hall, glanced at Xuanyuan Lin who was staring at the book seriously, and said in a low voice: "The death day of the former empress is approaching, and His Royal Highness the Xianwang came several times for this, but the emperor has not I'm free, do you want to see me now?"

Xuanyuan Lin paused, then glanced at Zhang Jinzhong lightly: "What time is it?"

Zhang Jinzhong paused, knowing that he was in a hurry and confused, at this moment, the gate of the palace had already been locked, it would be really unreasonable to go to summon the virtuous king for these things.

He shut his mouth embarrassingly.

Xuanyuan Lin dropped the book: "Tomorrow, the virtuous king will be called into the palace for lunch."

Zhang Jinzhong quickly responded, waited for Xuanyuanlin to fall asleep, and then went out to take a look at Cheng Huan.

Cheng Huan's body was wet, as if someone had splashed water on him, and he was kneeling crookedly, his face was terribly pale.

Zhang Jinzhong was stunned: "Who splashed this water?!"

The former little eunuch came out of the shadows: "Back to Eunuch Zhang, he is a slave."

Zhang Jinzhong squinted his eyes and glanced at him: "So it was you, he just scolded you that day, you are going to torture him like this?"

The little eunuch was a little surprised that Zhang Jinzhong could recognize him, but he didn't feel guilty: "This slave is for the good of Mr. Cheng. The emperor punished him to kneel and think about his mistakes. If he fell asleep, wouldn't he be disobeying the imperial decree? He would be beheaded." mortal sin."

Zhang Jinzhong lazily argued with him, squatted down and patted Cheng Huan's face: "Are you still clear-headed?"

Cheng Huan grabbed his hand and forced to open his eyes: "Eunuch Zhang...you still talk to me."

Zhang Jinzhong wanted to beat him up, and poked him twice on the forehead: "You say you, what do you want me to say about you?"

Cheng Huan tilted his body, leaned against him and did not move.

Zhang Jinzhong was taken aback, and quickly went to check his breath, his breath was hot, obviously he had a fever, but right now he didn't dare to ask Xuanyuan Lin, so he could only talk to Cheng Huan quietly: "Be patient for now... The virtuous king will enter the palace tomorrow, and will intercede for you at that time."

Cheng Huan woke up with a jolt: "The virtuous king enters the palace... Is Chen Rong also coming?"

Zhang Jinzhong didn't want him to still be thinking about Chen Rong at this time, and his chest hurt so angry: "Why are you so disobedient..."

He looked sideways at the little eunuch: "Sanfu, right? You don't need to serve here, go down."

Sanfu glanced at Cheng Huan, obviously he didn't want to leave, but he also knew that Zhang Jinzhong was here, so he had no chance to do anything again, so he had to leave resentfully.

Cheng Huan grabbed Zhang Jinzhong's hand and whispered to him: "I hid a lot of money in the imperial study. If I die, you can take it out and burn some paper money for me."

Zhang Jinzhong slapped him across the face: "I didn't say I was dead, why are you dead?"

Cheng Huan curled his lips: "If Chen Rong comes, he will definitely speak ill of me. He must hate me now. If he speaks ill of me, I will drag him to die together...I think Lang Que's knife is very fast. Should be able to..."

Zhang Jinzhong was so angry that he couldn't speak: "Shut up, don't think about these things anymore, you can die if you kneel down? Didn't you say that you are a cheap man? Grit your teeth and support me! "

Cheng Huan nodded in a daze, thinking he just dozed off, but when he opened his eyes again, it was already dawn, he raised his head blankly, and saw Xuanyuan Lin who had just left the palace gate at a glance.

He was wearing a court dress, which was dazzlingly golden, but his face was still cold and hard. Cheng Huan felt sad when he saw him, and unconsciously lowered his head, but the other party didn't even look at him, and went straight away.

Zhang Jinzhong paused beside him, raised his hand to touch his head, and signaled with his eyes that he must hold on.

He was afraid that Sanfu would come to embarrass Cheng Huan again, so he took him away. Cheng Huan swayed on his knees, and when Zhang Jinzhong touched him, he fell to the ground, making Zhang Jinzhong jump and wanting to reach out. Not daring to help, Cheng Huan got up on his own, with his head down, unable to make a sound.

Zhang Jinzhong simply turned his head away and trotted after Xuanyuan Lin's Luanjia.

On this day, Xuanyuanlin was even more majestic. As soon as he ascended the throne, he seized the military power of his uncle Cheng Wang Xuanyuanjin by means of thunder, and directly suppressed all the officials in the court. The imperial court is quite prestigious in the court, so there are no obstacles that new emperors are accustomed to. The entire Dachang court can be said to be his voice.

Sensing that he was in a different mood, the courtiers didn't dare to say much, and those who had something to do and those who had nothing to do kept their mouths shut, so Xuanyuan Lin left the court logically.

Xuanyuanjing knew that the emperor had a domineering temperament, so he never took the initiative to get involved in government affairs. Unless Xuanyuanlin offered him an errand, he would just spend his days waving and writing, and his life was quite leisurely.

Because of his knowledge, the relationship between the two brothers has always been very harmonious, and Xuanyuan Lin is willing to talk to him.

This time, he followed Xuanyuan Lin to the imperial study room: "What's wrong with the emperor? Who dares to make you angry?"

He knew that Xuanyuan Lin and Chen Rong were very close these days, and that Chen Rong's temperament was rather aloof, and he was also worried that he had offended the emperor, so he wanted to intercede for him.

But Xuanyuan Lin sighed: "Zhen... I lost my eyes when I saw people."

Xuanyuan Jing was slightly taken aback: "Why did the emperor say that?"

Xuanyuanlin thought of Cheng Huan whom he saw in the morning, and his heart was blocked, and his mood became more and more irritable: "Forget it, Zhang Jinzhong said earlier that he would transfer him away, and I should have agreed at that time."

As soon as he said this, Xuanyuanjing understood: "What did Eunuch Cheng do again?"

Xuanyuan Lin couldn't open his mouth. When he thought of this incident, his heart became angry, and his face became more gloomy: "Forget it, let's not mention that dog slave. Brother Wang, let's go and see the noble concubine. Come to Daming Palace for lunch, our brothers say something."

Concubine Gui is Xuanyuan Jing's biological mother, and also the only remaining concubine of the late emperor. Since the death of the late emperor, she has lived in seclusion and is very honest, so Xuanyuan Lin treats her very politely.

Xuanyuan Jing agreed, but instead of going to the harem, she changed direction halfway and went to Daming Palace. From a distance, she saw Cheng Huan kneeling unsteadily, her face pale and translucent, as if she was about to melt into the sunlight.

Xuanyuan Jingxin wondered what he did, why he was punished into such a weak appearance, but he didn't step forward, he just took a look and gave up, turned his head and left.

Sanfu ran over secretly, saw Zhang Jinzhong dozing off against the pillar, approached the imperial case with light steps, and said in a low voice, "Your Majesty, the slave is serving you tea."

Xuanyuan Lin didn't move. When he was dealing with official duties, he would speak lazily. If he was disturbed, his temper would easily flare up. Usually, Cheng Huan was punished for a small part of it.

At this time, Sanfu's opening made him feel a little annoyed. He was already restless, but now he became even more restless.

San Fu carefully put down the teacup, but did not move. Xuanyuan Lin couldn't help but glanced at him, wondering why the little eunuch was so blind, and was about to ask him to back down, when he heard the other party whisper Said: "Your servant just heard that His Royal Highness King Xian has gone to Daming Palace."

Xuanyuan Lin paused with the cinnabar pen in his hand, and subconsciously looked at the door of the imperial study room, but there was no sign of Xuanyuan Jing.

Seeing Cheng Huan's appearance, didn't he come to intercede?

He frowned. Cheng Huan's mean temper was still arrogant in the Xian Wang's mansion a few days ago, so he must have offended him so much that the always generous Xian Wang didn't want to intercede for him...

The cinnabar pen hadn't been moved for a long time, the bright red cinnabar dripped down and stained the booklet, he let out a breath, threw away the cinnabar pen, his face was stern and dazed.

Sanfu was a little stiff from being bluffed, and said bravely, "This servant is talking too much, but Eunuch Cheng is the chief executive, but he is so close to the virtuous king, this servant feels uneasy..."

Xuanyuan Lin paused, and looked up at him.

Water flows to low places and people go to high places. It is understandable for this servant to want to climb up, but Cheng Huan and Xian Wang are involved in one sentence. It is still such a big crime. If he treats Xuanyuan Jing a little more Suspicion, little understanding of Cheng Huan, this sentence can cause a bloody storm that is enough to turmoil the Dachang court.

"Zhang Jinzhong."

He said coldly, Zhang Jinzhong, who was dozing off against the pillar, immediately responded, without any slowness in his actions, and he didn't look like he just woke up.

San Fu was stunned, a little confused about what Xuanyuan Lin was going to do, and poked in a daze.

"Pull down this slave who dared to frame the prince, and kill him with a stick."

Sanfu's eyes widened in horror: "The emperor spares my life, but the servant is wholeheartedly for the emperor... The emperor spares my life, the slave is convicted, the emperor spares my life..."

Zhang Jinzhong hurriedly called the imperial guards, blocked Sanfu's mouth and pulled him out, but Xuanyuan Lin's face was still condensed, exuding a cold air.

Zhang Jinzhong sighed in his heart, thinking that he was so angry, and he didn't know who it was for.

Because Sanfu was killed with a cane, the atmosphere in the whole imperial study was very tense. Even Zhang Jinzhong didn't dare to doze off anymore. Seeing that it was getting late and thinking about Cheng Huan, he whispered to remind Xuanyuan Lin that he should go back to Daming Palace up.

Xuanyuan Lin didn't say a word, threw away the cinnabar pen and left. Zhang Jinzhong had no choice but to trot to keep up. Seeing that Xuanyuan Lin's footsteps slowed down when he reached the place, Zhang Jinzhong quickly ran a few steps to keep up. Just as he was about to breathe a sigh of relief, he heard Xuanyuan Lin said: "He is too ignorant, it is indeed not suitable for me to stay by my side."

Zhang Jinzhong was overjoyed, leaving the Daming Palace and being protected by himself, no matter how noisy Cheng Huan was, he wouldn't be punished heavily every three days as he is doing now.

He quickly echoed: "Yes, yes, the servant must have chosen a better one to serve you, but where should this person be transferred?"

Thinking of his temperament, Xuanyuan Lin always felt that he would not live anywhere. After much deliberation, he could only be sent to the Leng Palace to be a eunuch in charge. The place is clean, with few people, and far away from Daming Palace.

"Then transfer to..."

He stopped abruptly in the middle of his words, Zhang Jinzhong was still waiting for his next words, seeing that he had been silent for a long time, he raised his head and saw him staring straight ahead, he followed suit, this look I shivered involuntarily.

One of them was kneeling, the other was squatting, Cheng Huan's head was almost pushed into Xuanyuanjing's arms, and on his head, a hand belonging to Xuanyuanjing was straightening his messy hair.

Zhang Jinzhong opened his mouth, wanting to excuse Cheng Huan, but he didn't know how to speak.

Xuanyuan Lin's voice had completely cooled down: "Such a dog slave should stay in Daming Palace, so as not to harm others."