256, Abnormal Factory 7

"Xiao, Xiao Chu."

There was a long silence. Even though Emperor Cheng Qing's consciousness was extremely chaotic now, he understood what was wrong here. He trembled and bit the tip of his tongue. The severe pain made him briefly awake for a moment.

"You, you still haven't helped Gu go and summon Taoist Priest Qingyun. Do you think you want to be a rebellious minister?"

Emperor Cheng Qing pulled Yan Chu's trousers, and with great difficulty, he changed from a prostrate state to a half-sitting posture, panting heavily, looking up at Yan Chu and saying.

"I would like you to tell your Majesty a story."

Yan Chu ignored him and looked down at him with indifferent eyes in a superior posture, as if he was despising an ant.

what story?

Emperor Cheng Qing felt that Xiao Chu was becoming more and more disobedient, or that his tolerance had allowed him to indulge. At this time, the other party actually had the leisure to tell him some nonsense stories. When Taoist Master Qingyun came over, he took the medicine Pill, we must punish him well.

There are so many eunuchs in the palace, but he is not the only one who can do it.

The current Emperor Cheng Qing has not really realized his situation.

"Once upon a time, there was a boy. He had a heroic father, a gentle and virtuous mother, a seven-year-old brother, and a chubby sister who was almost two years old and had just learned to walk. That sister was him. He had been looking forward to it for a long time. Although he was a boy, he still learned to comb his sister's few hair into little knots. He learned to make many faces in order to make his sister happy. He also had a hair that had been growing together since childhood. "Old Qingmei, the elders of both parties have agreed that when they are older, the marriage will be finalized for them."

Emperor Cheng Qing's head became more and more dizzy. The original pain caused by biting the tip of his tongue was only temporary and could not keep him awake for long at all.

The stories Yan Chu told him at this time sounded like complete nonsense to him, and he did not understand the meaning of what the other party said at this time.

"Before the boy's tenth birthday, the birthday of the emperor of the country where he lived arrived. His great hero father was recalled to Beijing and brought his family with him. The little boy thought that this visit to Beijing was only temporary. He and He made an appointment with his childhood sweetheart. When he returns home next time, he will bring her the most interesting gift in the capital. That night, the stars were very bright. Because my sister was not used to the weather in the capital, she fell ill soon after arriving in the capital. The boy’s mother stayed in the house to take care of her sister.”

When he heard this, Emperor Cheng Qing already felt that something was wrong. He always felt that this story seemed to have a meaning.

"That night, the little boy had been waiting for his father to come back from the palace and listened to him telling stories about the palace. He wanted to know what the palace looked like and whether the emperor was like the folklore. As the emperor, he had three heads and six arms. He waited and waited, but what came was a group of demons who slaughtered his entire family."

Yan Chu bent down and approached Emperor Cheng Qing, who was half sitting on the ground: "That night, the little boy was hurriedly put on the clothes of his nanny, who was about the same age as him, and was hidden in the house. No one knew except his parents. In the secret room. Through the gap, he watched his mother strangle his younger brother and sister. The younger brother's crying became softer and softer. The younger sister was already sick. Even if she was uncomfortable, it was just a little kitten. He wanted to When he went out, he remembered that his mother made him swear a curse. If he came out early, they would be sent to the Abi Hell after death and never be reincarnated. So he could only watch, watching his dear little brother. After my sister was strangled by my mother, my mother used a piece of white silk to end her own life."

"That night, he never closed his eyes. He looked at his mother's body hanging on the beam through the gap, and listened to the screams that kept coming from outside the secret room. He did not wait for his father's arrival, but instead A group of masked killers arrived. The killers roughly threw the bodies of my mother, younger brothers, sisters, and the nanny who died in his place together, stabbed them randomly, and then walked away. Then, he waited for a group of guards dressed as Imperial Guards. They took away the bodies of his mother and siblings, and then searched around the room. He said nothing because his mother said that unless his father came, , otherwise, he will have to stay in the secret room until no one will show up again."

Yan Chu's eyeballs were filled with red bloodshot eyes, and his voice became increasingly hoarse: "The little boy relied on the pot of tea and a plate of cakes that his mother put in when he was locked in the secret room, and he hid in it. For more than half a month, because he didn't wait for his father to come and he didn't know if it was really safe outside, he finished eating the pastries and ate the mice that came out of the small hole in the secret room. When he was thirsty, he bit his own wrist open. Drinking his own blood, because he knew that he had to live. Only if he lived could he avenge his parents and younger siblings. He knew that on that night, from the moment he lived quietly, his life would never be the same again. It’s not his alone.”

"who are you?"

Emperor Cheng Qing's breathing became more and more rapid. His eyes widened and he looked at the man close at hand. He already had the answer in his heart, but he did not dare to admit it.

There was actually a remnant of the Yan family, and he actually allowed that remnant of the Yan family to live freely by his side for so long, and even helped him to a high position with one hand.

"Hey, who am I? I am Xiao Chu, your Majesty's most favored governor of the East Factory, Xiao Chu."

Yan Chu's eyes were dark. After he contacted his mother and told him a few secrets in a hurry, and decided to change his identity and enter the palace to become a eunuch, and committed so many mistakes because of revenge, he was no longer qualified to be named Yan.

The Yan family has men who are upright and capable. They kill those who deserve to be killed. Their weapons are only aimed at those enemies who attempt to invade the territory of the Shang Dynasty.

And in the process of revenge, his hands have been stained with the blood of too many innocent people.

So, the only one alive now is Xiao Chu. The real Yan Chu had already entered the reincarnation that night with his parents and his beloved brothers and sisters.

"Traitor, traitor!"

Emperor Cheng Qing didn't believe it. The other party said so much. He must be the son of Yan Zhaonan. He wanted to escape in panic, but his hands and feet were sore due to his deep drug addiction. He could only crawl away from Yan Chu in a mess.

"Help, come quickly, come quickly!"

He roared with all his strength and crawled towards the palace gate with his limbs, trying to wake up the palace maids and eunuchs who were supposed to keep watch. Although he knew in his heart that since Xiao Chu dared to do this, he must have made perfect preparations and would never leave such an omission to give him a chance to turn the tables.

But Emperor Cheng Qing still didn't want to die, he was betting on that only hope.

"What's that sound?"

Just as Emperor Cheng Qing was terrified that Yan Chu, the traitor, would kill the emperor, the increasingly loud commotion outside reached his ears.

That should be the sound of weapons clashing, as well as the faint shouting and beating of drums.

This seemed to be the sound of a war, but why did the front hall look like a war going on? Emperor Cheng Qing didn't have time to think deeply, just thinking that someone had discovered Xiao Chu's wolfish ambition and came to rescue him.

He crawled and crawled, and Yan Chu didn't chase him. He just stood behind him, watching him indifferently like a waste, wriggling in a mess. Because of fear, a suspicious pool of liquid on the stone bricks on the ground dragged longer and longer as he moved.

Emperor Cheng Qing didn't know how long he had been crawling, and finally before he ran out of strength, he touched the half-closed palace door. Before he could be happy, the palace door was pushed open by someone.

"Jiaojiao, hurry up and help me take down Xiao Chu, that traitorous traitor Xiao Chu."

The sudden appearance of the beloved imperial concubine undoubtedly injected a shot of adrenaline into Emperor Chengqing's heart. His mind became a little clearer. He grabbed Jiang Fengjiao's skirt, not caring that the other party saw his most unbearable appearance at this time, and did not realize that the imperial concubine Jiang, who loved to show off and show off in the past, came alone at this time.

"Your Majesty, not long ago, the eldest prince and the second prince heard the news of your majesty's death, and brought the elite troops in the palace to force the palace. The troops of both sides met in the front hall, and the two sides fought and killed each other. The eldest prince and the second prince, all died."

Jiang Fengjiao looked at the skinny and old emperor who was about to die, wiped the tears on her face with the hem of her clothes, and looked sad.

"Die, die?"

Emperor Chengqing felt it was ridiculous. Wasn't he still alive and well? Why would the eldest prince and the second prince kill each other for the throne?

"You, it's you!"

Emperor Cheng Qing covered his chest, furious. He killed his brother and sister-in-law, so he had to kill his two sons to pay him back.

The wolf nature of the Yan family was indeed buried in their bones. They dared to do such a treasonous thing. He was right to take the initiative at the beginning. The mistake was that he did not completely eradicate the Yan family and left Yan Chu, the seed of trouble.

"You, you, you, you--"

Emperor Cheng Qing felt that his brain was about to explode. In an instant, he couldn't understand anything, and he couldn't think of anything. He seemed to see the man who had broken his hands and feet and still wanted to kill him twenty-three years ago.

"Protect the emperor, Concubine Jiang, quickly ask my guards to protect the emperor."

Emperor Cheng Qing was heartbroken. Even though he didn't show his attention to the eldest and second emperors in the past, they were all his sons, his own flesh and blood. Hearing that the two of them killed each other under the calculation of the traitor, how could he not be heartbroken.

Fortunately, he still has two sons. Judging from Concubine Jiang's expression, the fifth son must be fine. In this way, he has not lost.

"Jiang, Concubine Jiang."

Emperor Cheng Qing tugged at Jiang Fengjiao's skirt. Why was she like a piece of wood, not moving at all? Was she scared silly by Xiao Chu? As expected, she was born as a palace maid. Even if she was favored, she was a useless person.

Unsatisfied, Emperor Cheng Qing had not yet scolded her. He watched his favorite concubine kick him away, then twisted her soft waist and walked timidly towards the traitor in his eyes. In front of him, she smiled coquettishly at her and stood behind her gently.

When she turned around and looked at him, the emperor, her eyes were disgusted and disdainful, as if she was looking at a dead person.

Adulterer/woman!

This time, Emperor Cheng Qing really couldn't help it. His blood rushed to his head, his breathing became more and more rapid, his abdomen hurt so much, and a mouthful of blood gushed out.

The author has something to say: I have been sending out red envelopes every day these days. Are you happy? (*/w＼*). There will be two more chapters in the evening.