Ugly Nuer

He didn't seem to want to get the result from Xuanyuan Lin, because after asking, he just lay down on the stool and laughed to himself.

Xuanyuan Lin's face turned ferocious, and Zhang Jinzhong's heart skipped a beat, wishing he could pinch Cheng Huan's neck and let him swallow what he just said.

However, after a few breaths, Xuanyuan Lin's face calmed down again. He didn't have another attack. Instead, he squatted down and looked at Cheng Huan, and said in a low voice: "Did you forget that Cheng Huan is just an eunuch slave who was sold into the palace. Who is qualified to mention Chen Rong?"

Cheng Huan laughed, and said "oh" in a drawn-out tone, raised his head and grinned at Xuanyuan Lin: "Your Majesty, I know I was wrong, stop fighting, I'm going to kill you."

Xuanyuan Lin didn't say a word, seeing the two of them like this, the eunuch in charge felt that the beating should be stopped, and was about to take a rest, when Xuanyuan Lin stood up and asked them how much they had been beating.

The eunuch who was in charge of the punishment was not on guard. This is the problem. Earlier, the inner eunuch declared that he would not count, so he did not count. Now he dare not tell the truth, so he just made up a random one: "Fifty sticks."

Xuanyuan Lin lowered his eyes to look at Cheng Huan, and said expressionlessly: "Cheng Huan despises the royal family, an unforgivable crime, eighty sticks."

He flicked his sleeves and went back to the imperial study, but the eunuch who was in charge of the punishment was a little confused. Should the eighty stick be hit from the beginning or continue?

He looked at Zhang Jinzhong begging for help, and Zhang Jinzhong tapped his mop: "You are stupid, of course you will continue to hit, isn't it fifty? Another thirty."

He looked at Cheng Huan worriedly, he didn't know if he could hold on to the half-dead state, so he winked at the eunuch in charge, telling him to take it easy.

But he was very angry in his heart. He felt that Cheng Huan was really looking for death, so he couldn't help cursing a few words. Cheng Huan smiled while being beaten, and gritted his teeth when he heard Zhang Jinzhong's words: "You, don't worry, I , My life is cheap... to die, I can't die..."

However, as soon as the words fell, he tilted his head and passed out. Zhang Jinzhong waved his hand quickly, making people stop, hesitating for a while and turned his head into the imperial study room. Behind the desk, Xuanyuan Lin was reading the scriptures. .

Zhang Jinzhong hesitated and said, "Cheng Huan passed out."

Xuanyuan Lin paused, then sneered: "It's this kind of trick again, you spread the word, eighty sticks, not one stick less."

Zhang Jinzhong wanted to plead again, so Xuanyuan Lin glanced at him, his eyes were majestic and fierce, so Zhang Jinzhong didn't dare to speak again, and retreated out embarrassingly.

Outside, I soon remembered the muffled sound of the board falling on the skin and flesh wounds, Xuanyuan Lin's hand holding the pen trembled slightly, and a ball of cinnabar fell on the fold in front of him, bright red, very much like the Cheng Huan he saw just now.

He dropped his pen irritably, leaned on the back of the chair and let out a long breath, but the picture he saw just now flashed in front of his eyes from time to time, he stood up and took two steps, staring at the closed door of the Imperial Study Room, unable to take his eyes off, he Comfort yourself, at least it is a human life, at least Cheng Huan looks really good, if it is broken, it will be useless in the future.

He took a deep breath, and finally found a reason for himself. Just as he was about to call Zhang Jinzhong, he heard someone outside shout: "Eighty sticks, the execution is over, please check with your father-in-law."

It took Zhang Jinzhong a few breaths before he spoke, with a panicked tone: "Come and touch him quickly, why doesn't he seem to be breathing when I touch him?"

Xuanyuan Lin's heart trembled, Cheng Huan...was beaten to death?

However, Cheng Huan is indeed as he said, his life is cheap, he will not die easily, he just woke up after lying on the bed for a whole day.

The room was dark and there was no one to wait on him. It was the first time he had provoked the emperor so much, and he seemed to be about to kill him. No matter how he looked at it, he seemed to be falling out of favor. No one dared to go to him Also normal.

Cheng Huan didn't care much about this, but his body was very sticky and uncomfortable. He supported the wall to climb up, but felt that his body was so disobedient, it only hurt, and he couldn't even walk.

But he could bear it, he gritted his teeth and got up from the bed, holding the door and walked out step by step. There is a well in his yard, because the servant is physically disabled, and the summer smell is strong, so he needs to clean it frequently. This problem, but this is the preferential treatment of the chief executive, so he accepts it calmly.

Now the water has come in handy. There is half a bucket of water beside the well, which he had pumped earlier, but he didn't have time to use it. He wanted to fetch some more water, but he almost fell into the well when he bent down, bluffing him. Breaking out in a cold sweat, he took a few steps back before he could breathe a sigh of relief.

He curled his lips, pointed at his nose and cursed, "You coward who is afraid of death."

However, he didn't dare to go any further. He only thought that he could make do with taking off his clothes, but it took him a lot of effort just to take off his clothes. His blood coagulated and stuck to his clothes. When he cut it open, he didn't have the patience to tear it a little bit. He gritted his teeth and ruthlessly pulled off the jacket.

His aching legs gave way, and he knocked his knee on the blue brick floor, hissing and gasping.

However, it didn't take long for him to grit his teeth and stand up, and the water in the bucket rushed down. There was a lot of blood on his body, and the bloody water flowed along the green bricks all the way to the outside of the door.

Xuanyuan Lin's footsteps paused, and he glanced through the crack of the door, only to see a bloody man swaying from side to side flushing the water, even though he was covered in injuries, he did not restrain himself much, his whole body exuded a bewitching aura, Xuanyuan Lin His face turned black, this dog slave really couldn't bear the slightest bit of pity from others.

He flung his sleeves and left, Zhang Jinzhong led the imperial physician to meet him, seeing his dark complexion, he didn't dare to go forward, and saluted from a distance.

Seeing them, Xuanyuan Lin's face darkened even more: "What are you going to do?"

Thinking of Cheng Huan's injuries, Zhang Jinzhong couldn't bear it, so he said: "Cheng Huan has been in a coma since yesterday, I am afraid of accidents, please ask the imperial physician to take a look."

Xuanyuan Lin recalled the scene he saw just now, his face was as dark as ink: "There is no need to go."

If that appearance was seen by other people, the majestic chief internal officer would be like this... His emperor's face would also be affected.

Zhang Jinzhong saw that his attitude was very tough and his face was so ugly, he just thought that it was because he went to see Cheng Huan just now and got angry again, so he didn't allow anyone to treat him, so he could only agree, in his heart But Cheng Huan's heart hurts, this little bastard, does he really not want to live?

The emperor made it clear that Cheng Huan was not allowed to be treated, but the imperial physician did not dare to resist the order, so he had to warn Zhang Jinzhong and return in a hurry. No one came to open the door for a long time, and he was angry and ignored him.

It wasn't until two days later that I still didn't see the person, so I felt a little puzzled, and called a few stout servants to kick the door open, and when I entered the room, I saw that the person was lying on the ground, almost burnt to carbon, his whole body was red, and when he touched it, Very hot.

"Who took care of this? Why didn't you tell the imperial doctor when you were so sick?"

As soon as Zhang Jinzhong arrived, only a few servants slipped in, knelt on the ground shivering, but couldn't answer a word of his question. Zhang Jinzhong understood that this must be because Cheng Huan was about to Losing power, he deliberately ignored it, fearing that if he got closer, he would be angered by the emperor.

He had been trapped in the palace all his life, and he was used to people being warm and cold, so he just sighed in his heart and didn't say much. He waved his hands and ordered them to invite the imperial physician, but the servants lingered and refused to move, and said hesitantly: "The emperor won't allow it." Eunuch Cheng treats him, even if the servants go, they won’t be able to invite anyone.”

Zhang Jinzhong sighed inwardly, he was not close to Cheng Huan, but this person had a bit of the shadow of the former queen, and he felt a little bit of pity in his heart, so he took care of him, but he wanted to die himself, and the emperor There was nothing he could do to offend those who were offended.

"Then go grab the medicine and say it's a fever caused by trauma... The emperor only said that the imperial doctor is not allowed to consult, but he didn't say that he is not allowed to take medicine. If you still can't do this job well, go back to the Ministry of Internal Affairs and learn the rules."

The servant was so frightened that he shivered, and quickly kowtowed his head to assure him. Seeing that Zhang Jinzhong stopped talking, he ran away in a hurry.

I don't know if Cheng Huan really has a low life or if his skin is thick and he is used to being beaten. After taking a dose of medicine, he woke up the next day. Zhang Jinzhong heaved a sigh of relief, seeing how his appearance changed in just a few days. Although he still has an outstanding appearance, he has a ghostly aura. It can be seen that he really walked through the gate of hell, and he sighed in his heart: "Have you learned a lesson?"

Cheng Huan was grinning, although he was not very energetic, but as soon as he put on this playful smile, people unconsciously withdrew all their sympathy, and felt annoyed that he deserved to be beaten.

Zhang Jinzhong patted the back of his head: "You, you."

Cheng Huan was covered in wounds and was dishonest, twisting and turning in the quilt, blood stains appeared on his shirt not long after, Zhang Jinzhong quickly pressed his shoulders: "Don't move around, the wound should open again... A good medicine is here, apply it to you."

Cheng Huan turned his head to look at him with difficulty: "Eunuch Zhang, why are you so kind to me?"

He knew that he was not liked by others, and he had no relationship with Zhang Jinzhong, so he felt at a loss when he was taken care of like this.

Zhang Jinzhong didn't say a word, Cheng Huan was stunned and didn't ask further, anyway, he had nothing to gain, even if Zhang Jinzhong really had a purpose, he only had one life.

However, his calmness cracked when he saw the medicine powder box that Zhang Jinzhong took out, and he suddenly shrank into the quilt, stared at Zhang Jinzhong with wide eyes, and shook his head like a rattle: "No, no, I Don't apply this medicine, don't apply it, and don't apply it if you die!"

Zhang Jinzhong was angry that he didn't know good and bad, this was rewarded by Xuanyuan Lin, not to mention these slaves, even ordinary officials could not afford to use them, but this guy still despises it, it's simply incomprehensible.

He held Cheng Huan down, and stared at him with a haughty face: "If you don't apply it, you have to apply it. When will your wound heal if you don't apply medicine? Do you still want to work? Let me tell you, your injury If it doesn't work out, the little eunuchs and maids in the palace can bully you."

No matter what he said, Cheng Huan just shook his head, clutching the quilt tightly and not letting go, Zhang Jinzhong was old and frail, even if Cheng Huan was unable to move now, he still couldn't twist him, he was out of breath after all the tossing and tired, and the medicine was taken A lot, but none of it spread on Cheng Huan.

Zhang Jinzhong slapped him several times in a row, and Cheng Huan screamed in pain, but he still bit him to death and refused to take the medicine, acting like a fool.

Zhang Jinzhong felt a pain in his chest, ignored him, turned his head and went out the door.