nine thousand years old

Chapter 4
"Ah... Eunuch Su, please forgive me... ah..."

The stick as thick as an arm hit Zhao Song heavily, every time he hit, his thin body trembled, and panic surged on his pale face, begging for mercy.

A young eunuch knelt on the ground with his hands on the ground. Su Hanyun sat on his back, holding a teacup that was offered in his hand. The hot water was rippling, and the emerald green tea buds rose and fell. He took a sip, feeling refreshed.

The uselessness of many days was finally wiped away!

"Eunuch Su, the fifty big boards are finished!"

After a while, the beating stopped, and a little eunuch knelt down at Su Hanyun's feet tremblingly. He stood up and came to Zhao Song who was already bruised and bruised, lowered his head and sneered,
"Eunuch Zhao, do you remember?"

"The slave remembers... oh no... the slave didn't remember!"

Zhao Song wanted to say that he remembered, but suddenly felt that the gaze on his face became cold and piercing, so he immediately changed his words, and said, holding back the pain,

"The slave accidentally dropped it, it has nothing to do with Eunuch Su!"

"It's quite acquainted!"

Su Hanyun fiddled with the tea inadvertently with his right index finger, and a wisp of imperceptible black was mixed into the tea, and then disappeared. He slowly poured the tea onto Zhao Song's bloody back.

Although he didn't have much contact with Zhao Song, Su Hanyun could tell that this guy belonged to the kind of villain who must take revenge. Once this kind of person gains power, he will definitely revenge himself wildly!
He didn't want to plant a bomb on himself, so...

"what……"

The rolled flesh made a sizzling sound, Zhao Song's body trembled violently, and there was another sharp wail.

"From now on, learn to be more obedient, and stop looking down on people!"

Su Hanyun's pupils flashed a gloomy look, and he slammed the teacup next to Zhao Song, the shattered porcelain splashed on his face, which made him tremble and dare not make a sound.

"You guys, also remember clearly for our family!"

"I'll see our family later..."

Su Hanyun glanced around, and before he could finish speaking, the little eunuchs were already kneeling on the ground, kowtowing and shouting,
"The slaves will take a detour, so as not to stain Eunuch Su's eyes."

"Please, Eunuch Su, spare your life!"

"Ha ha……"

Su Hanyun felt more and more happy, and walked away until his figure completely disappeared at the gate of the North Fourth Courtyard. Zhao Song and the others still did not dare to stand up, shaking their hair down!
……

The Supervisor of Rituals is located in the southeast of Duzhijian. Because he is mainly responsible for serving the emperor and dealing with court and inner court affairs on weekdays, he is very close to Chengqian Palace. Soon, Su Hanyun found it, and took his waist card and order to handle some necessary matters. After the formalities, I returned to the arranged residence.

Looking across the house, the hall is spacious and bright. Although it is not big, it is complete with tables, chairs and tea bowls. Bypassing the simple wooden screen, there is a neat bed with brand new and clean bedding and a change of clothes etc.

"This treatment is much better than that of the North Fourth Hospital, tsk tsk!"

"These things are taken for nothing!"

Su Hanyun threw all the old clothes, boots, quilts and so on out of the door, and lay on the bed with a face full of comfort. Compared with the hardwood bed base before, the soft feeling is heaven and earth!

"Power, really is a good thing!"

Su Hanyun muttered to himself, and the yearning look in his pupils became more intense.

Because of the busy work all day, Su Hanyun was somewhat sleepy. He lay down for a while and then closed his eyes. As time passed, the surrounding light gradually became dim, and it was evening.

"Eunuch Su, it's time for you to be on duty!"

A shrill and respectful voice came from outside the door. Su Hanyun opened his eyes, put on a new robe and boots, pushed the door and walked out. The little eunuch bowed and led the way, passed through the majestic gate of the chief of ceremonies, and came to In front of Chengqian Hall.

The tall and majestic palace is like a giant beast, and the dark gate is like a huge mouth that is open. A few guards with strong breaths stand awe-inspiringly. The erected spears glow with cold light, and there is a faint sense of oppression in the air. .

Looking along the light of the flames, Wu Chong, who was wearing a golden dragon robe, was flipping through the memorial, but his face was not very good. After flipping through two books, he punched the dragon case fiercely, With a wave of his hand, he swept the stacked memorials all over the ground.

"Slave Su Hanyun, I greet Your Majesty."

Su Hanyun took a deep breath and knelt down at the door.

"Come in!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Su Hanyun lifted his hem, walked in cautiously, turned his eyes, hurriedly ran under the dragon case, bent down to pick up those scattered memorials, and said in a low voice,

"Your Majesty is not in a good mood. Would you like me to perform another trick for you to entertain?"

"I don't want to see it!"

Wu Chong leaned on the dragon chair tiredly, took a deep breath, waved his hand and said,

"Little Yunzi, come to my side."

"Yes!"

Su Hanyun arranged the memorial neatly, bowed his body and stood aside, lowered his head and didn't dare to make a sound, he still couldn't understand the little emperor's mind, so he didn't dare to act rashly.

"Little Yunzi, do you know that I feel really useless right now!"

Wu Chong sighed, his handsome face flooded with helplessness, and said,
"The Ninth Five-Year Supreme, whom everyone envies, can only hide in this cold hall, looking at these memorials that have been approved for a long time, sulking alone!"

"Even this harem, I can't be the master!"

Snapped!
Wu Chong's tone suddenly became furious, and he kicked fiercely on the dragon case. The silver cup placed on it shook slightly, and a wisp of wine splashed out.

"Damn empress, when I wanted her to sleep with me, she even put on a haughty look with me, scolded me for disregarding political affairs, and asked me to finish the memorial before going over!"

"What does she consider herself to be? A bitch who wants to ride on my head and show off her might?"

"what……"

The gloomy voice, like the howling of a mad beast, echoed in the empty hall. For a long time, Wu Chong held his head in his hands and lay down on the dragon table. His shoulders shrugged slightly, as if there was a cry that was trying to hide.

Su Hanyun frowned, and didn't dare to speak out. It was useless to say anything at this time, so he could only pretend that he didn't see it, but his heart became serious.

The little emperor's current situation is really miserable, there is no one around him, even the queen bosses him around, and even drives him out of the palace if he wants to!

It seems that I have a long way to go!
"call……"

After a long time, Wu Chong finally calmed down and sat up again. He took a sip of his wine and stared at Su Hanyun with red eyes.
"Aren't you idle these seven or eight days? Do you have any ideas about what I asked you to think about?"

"Report to Your Majesty!"

Su Hanyun took two steps forward, carefully approached Wu Chong's ear, and said in a low voice,

"The slave thinks about it day and night, dare not delay, and finally has a preliminary idea!"

"tell me the story!"

"Yes!"

The night was dark, and the chilly autumn wind poured in from the door, the fire flickered, and the figures of the master and the servant were elongated on the wall of the hall, rippling in light and darkness.

Su Hanyun whispered, the little emperor sometimes frowned, sometimes gritted his teeth, the palm holding the jade seal gradually tightened, and the veins were exposed.

Not long after, Su Hanyun finished speaking, heaved a sigh of relief, knelt down at Wu Chong's feet, put his head on the latter's golden dragon boots, and said resolutely,
"Your Majesty, no matter whether this plan is successful or not, this servant will swear to stand by His Majesty's side and go through fire and water. We don't have much time, so please make a decision early!"

Wu Chong stared at Su Hanyun deeply, with a hint of hesitation on his handsome face.

Xiong Yuting is so powerful that even the imperial guards and the twelve prisons are under his complete control. This plan is crazy and risky, it is tantamount to dancing on the edge of a knife. If you are not careful, you will be doomed!
However, thinking of the scene where he was kicked out of Fengyi Palace by the queen, his face gradually became gloomy again. Even Xiong Yuting's daughter is so strong, I'm afraid the time has come to change outside the palace, so drag it on , I don't even have the slightest chance!

"Little Yunzi!"

For a moment, Wu Chong took a deep breath, bent down, held Su Hanyun's arm with both hands to help him up, and said with sincere eyes,
"I believe in you, and I will do as you say!"

"If things come to pass, I promise you that one person will be under one person and over ten thousand people!"

Knowing that the plan had been completed, Su Hanyun felt imperceptible excitement in the depths of his eyes, then bowed down again, slamming his head heavily on the cold ground,
"I just want to serve His Majesty, and I'll do my best before I die. Please rest assured, Your Majesty, I will do my best. If I don't get rid of this fang, I won't turn back!"

"it is good!"

The blood in Wu Chong's heart also boiled, and he slapped the dragon table with his palm fiercely, and the memorial was trembling due to the huge force, and he roared in a low voice,

"Then let's master and servant, let's fight!"

"Definitely call this world a new look!"

(End of this chapter)