Zhang Yuan knew that over the years he had been by Emperor Tianwu's side, he had helped the Emperor stop many concubines who approached him. Most of the concubines who wanted to use a bowl of nourishing soup to get close to the Emperor were sent away by him. Even Consort Yuanshu had been stopped by him countless times. Now that he had fallen to this state, there should be a lot of people who wanted to torture him, right? Counting them … … Forget it, he couldn't count them all. If he had that kind of thought, he might as well wash more clothes. Since the old Emperor was also suffering right now, then he would suffer together with him. If he couldn't continue to share the good times, then he would share the bad times.
Zhang Yuan firmly believed that Emperor Tianwu was suffering, even though he often heard people talk about how loving the Emperor was with Consort Yuanshu, how much he loved the Eighth Prince, and even how the Emperor praised the Eighth Prince countless times in the morning court. The more it sounded like a happy and harmonious family, the more Zhang Yuan was sure that Emperor Tianwu wasn't happy. If this wasn't an act, then there was something wrong with the old Emperor's head. The old Emperor was too pitiful. He couldn't be by his side, just thinking about it made his heart ache.
He wiped away his tears again and continued to wash clothes. As for the three onlookers, they were still watching in amusement. One of them kept throwing Zhang Yuan's washed clothes to the ground and even stepped on them twice. Zhang Yuan saw it, but didn't say anything. He silently picked it back up. It wasn't until that person kept stepping on the clothes that he finally opened his mouth to say: "These clothes belong to the masters in the harem, it's not a joke to ruin them. You can torture me, but don't use your strength on these clothes. "
"Oh! You're teaching people a lesson? " The guilty slave who stepped on the clothes screamed and pointed at Zhang Yuan, saying: "Do you still think that you're the Emperor's favorite person? Do you think that no matter who it is, they have to respectfully call you Eunuch Yuan? Why don't you take a look at yourself? You've already entered the Department of Guilty Slaves, who else can you teach? "
"Alright! You don't want us to step on your clothes? Then we'll step on you! Come on, brothers, the Head Eunuch Chief Eunuch that we could only look up to in the past is now right in front of us, at our mercy. It would be a waste not to step on him! "
A sentence of not stepping on him would be a waste, completely stirring up the three people's interest. Hence, they all raised their feet, kicking Zhang Yuan's body forcefully. Someone even shouted at the top of his lungs towards the houses in the courtyard, "Come out quickly! It's not easy for the head eunuch to fall into our hands. Don't miss this opportunity! "" That's right! "Wang Chong said.
Following this shout, a large number of guilty slaves rushed out of the house. These eunuchs were physically handicapped and mentally perverted. In addition, they had not been successful when they were by their master's side. Otherwise, they would not have been sent here after making a small mistake. After a while, the degree of perversion in their hearts became even stronger. So much so that when they heard that there was such a good thing, they rushed out of the house like crazy. Without caring about anything else, the three people who attacked first also came over, punching and kicking. Zhang Yuan was beaten until he could only curl up in the snow, trying his best to protect his head and face.
The pain on his body was nothing to Zhang Yuan. Ever since he received those thirty paddles in the square outside Zhao He Hall, these pains were nothing. He only had one belief, which was that he wanted to keep his life. As for being beaten, or even having his arms and legs broken, it did not matter. His life was worthless. The reason why he wanted to live was nothing more than to see the old Emperor again. As long as he could see the old Emperor again, even if he died immediately, he was willing.
The punches and kicks on his body became heavier and heavier. Many of them were even aimed at his head. Even though Zhang Yuan tried his best to protect his head, he would still be kicked. Gradually, he felt dizzy. He was beaten until he almost lost his mind. He felt that he could not hold on any longer. The image of the old Emperor appeared in his mind. The old Emperor was drinking. The old Emperor wanted him to accompany him to the entrance of Winter Moon Palace to sing. The old Emperor was stubbornly arguing with the Ninth Prince. The old Emperor bickered with him. Also, the old Prince secretly left some good food for him, telling him that today's dish was especially delicious. We could not bear to finish it all and left half for you. Xiao Yuan, you have to remember to thank us. Also, the old Emperor's personality was very awkward. He did not directly say that the good food was left for him. He only said that the food was too disgusting and that we could not finish a single bite. Xiao Yuan, you have to quickly finish it all.
These scenes constantly flashed through Zhang Yuan's mind. Tears flowed uncontrollably from his eyes. Gradually, his vision became blurry. It was so blurry that he did not know if it was because of the tears or because his brain was not clear from being kicked. The cursing of the people around him also gradually became softer. It was as if the pain on his body had also lessened. It was as if no one was stepping on him anymore.
He felt that he must be dying and was hallucinating. Otherwise, how could these people let him off so easily? Just a few days ago, there was even an incident where a large basin of ice-cold water was poured on his body, and then chased him out of the house to freeze him into an ice statue. Afterwards, if not for the fear that he would really freeze to death, no one would let him enter the house.
Zhang Yuan was still hugging his head as he curled up on the ground. His body was trembling, but in his heart, he was thinking that if he did not die, he still had to finish washing those clothes tonight.
At this moment, he heard a woman's voice ring out. With a sharp and cold scolding, she said, "Who gave you the guts to bully people like this? You are all guilty slaves. What's the difference between you and him? Why did you hurt him? "
Someone answered, "He did not wash the clothes properly."
"Not washing the clothes properly should be punished by the steward of the Department of Guilty Slaves. When did it become your fault? When you were by your own Master's side, you did not do your job properly and committed a huge mistake. Now that you have been sent to the Department of Guilty Slaves, you are still so savage. Is it that this Imperial Palace cannot tolerate you? "
Zhang Yuan felt that this voice was somewhat familiar. In a daze, he tilted his head to take a look. He saw a person dressed as a female official standing in front of him, confronting those guilty slaves alone. However, those guilty slaves all lowered their heads, not daring to even breathe loudly. His brain was kicked until it was not very clear. He took a look and did not recognize who that person was. At this moment, he saw the steward of the Department of Guilty Slaves, Eunuch Liu, hurriedly running out from the house. When he arrived in front of that female official, he was first stunned, then hurriedly bowed and said, "So it's Aunt Fang Yi. It's New Year's Eve. What wind blew Aunt Fang Yi here?"
Zhang Yuan then reacted. Oh, so it's Fang Yi who served the Empress.
He heard that Fang Yi snort coldly, looking at that Eunuch Liu and said, "What wind? It's best that no wind blew me here. Today, I am here on the Empress' orders to bring Zhang Yuan back. However, I did not expect that the moment I entered the courtyard, I would see your subordinates beating him up badly. If he is beaten to death or injured, when the Empress asks later, what are you going to say? "
"This …" Eunuch Liu was stunned. He subconsciously asked, "The Empress? Why did the Empress mention Zhang Yuan? He was sent here by the Emperor and Consort Yuanshu! "
"Why, in your eyes now, there is only one Consort Yuanshu in the Imperial Harem? Let me tell you, Consort Yuanshu is Consort Yuanshu in the end. Even if she climbs to the sky, there is still an Empress above her! Even if you wholeheartedly follow Consort Yuanshu, the Imperial Harem does not allow her to make decisions by herself. If you really want to cover the sky with one hand, you have to wait until the Eighth Prince really sits on the throne. "
"Of course, of course. In the Imperial Harem, the Empress is still the most powerful." Eunuch Liu also knew that Fang Yi was right. He did not continue to argue and only asked Fang Yi, "Then does the Empress have a decree to bring up Zhang Yuan? It's not that this servant is purposely making things difficult, but without a decree, the Department of Guilty Servants can't release him! "
"There is no decree." Fang Yi said coldly, "But there is the Empress' phoenix token. Open your eyes and take a good look!" As she spoke, she took out the token that the Empress had given her and placed it in front of Eunuch Liu's eyes.
That person took a look and quickly knelt down, saying, "According to the Empress' orders, Zhang Yuan will immediately be taken away by Gu Gu." Seeing the phoenix token was like seeing the Empress. This was something that everyone in the Imperial Palace knew. Even though Consort Yuanshu was in power now, but Fang Yi was right. After all, the Emperor did not depose the Empress. Even if Consort Yuanshu overturned the heavens, there was still the Empress above. These guilty servants did not dare to act rashly in front of the Empress.
Seeing him release the person, Fang Yi did not say anything else. She walked up and personally helped Zhang Yuan up. Seeing him sway, she quickly asked, "Can you walk?"
Zhang Yuan also understood the reason. The Empress wanted to see him. He did not know what the Empress meant, but based on his understanding of the Imperial Palace and the Empress after so many years, he could immediately guess that it was not the Empress who wanted to see him. It should be the Emperor Tianwu who wanted to see him. The Empress had always been the Emperor's best spokesperson. When she spoke and did things, she always looked at the Emperor Tianwu's eyes. She basically did not have any opinions of her own. Now that she suddenly brought him to see him, it should be the old Emperor who had spoken.
Zhang Yuan was very excited. He nodded repeatedly, saying, "Can, can walk. Even if this servant has to crawl, he will crawl out of the Department of Guilty Servants."
However, Fang Yi felt that Zhang Yuan's body was not very optimistic. Looking at the frostbite and bloody wounds on his hands, she could not help but frown again. Then she said to Eunuch Liu, "Go find someone to bring a sedan chair over. If anyone asks, just say that it was the Empress's orders."
Eunuch Liu did not dare to say anything else. He hurriedly went to do the job himself. In a short while, he called a few palace servants to bring a soft chair over. He also helped Fang Yi to help Zhang Yuan sit on the soft chair. Until Fang Yi brought Zhang Yuan away, he wiped away his sweat and said to himself, "What is going on? Is that Zhang Yuan going to rise from the ashes? But if Zhang Yuan rises from the ashes, does that not mean that Consort Yuanshu will lose power again? Will the Imperial Palace change so quickly? "
No matter what Eunuch Liu was thinking, Zhang Yuan was happy that he had left the Department of Guilty Servants. Of course, this happiness was mostly because he could see the old Emperor. This was his only wish now. He asked Fang Yi, "Did the Emperor remember something? Is he more clear-headed than before? Did he remember me? "
Fang Yi shook her head helplessly, saying, "I do not know what exactly happened. I only know that the Emperor suddenly fell ill. The imperial physicians said that it was a cold. The Emperor called the Empress to Zhao He Hall and asked one question: Why did he chase you away back then? "
Zhang Yuan cried again. He felt that he was very useless, crying at the slightest thing. But when he heard the old Emperor's question, he could not hold it in. He could only keep nagging to Fang Yi, "I knew that the Emperor would not forget about me. I knew that the Emperor would wake up one day. Being together with Consort Yuanshu was not what the Emperor wanted. The tricks in this will be exposed one day. As long as I am alive, I cannot let Consort Yuanshu harm the Emperor!"
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