nine thousand years old

Chapter 15 New Year's Eve
Hall of Mental Cultivation.

The cold winter wind was howling outside the hall, and the charcoal fire in front of the hall was flickering brightly and darkly. Wu Chong's face was extremely sad, and he sat paralyzed on the cold ground, beating the ground in pain and anger, and a low growl came from his throat.

"Xiong Qiongyu, I will not let you go!"

"I want you to die without a place to bury you... ah..."

"Your Majesty, don't do this!"

Su Hanyun took a fur blanket from the dragon bed to cover him, sighed slightly, and comforted him in a low voice,
"You are still young, and after re-entering the Great Treasure in the future, there will be opportunities to have children. Now the plan for the dead is at the right time, so don't let your mind get confused and ruin the real big event."

"Little Yunzi...you...don't understand!"

Wu Chong's slender body trembled slightly, and his fist hit the ground fiercely. His strength was not weak, the ground was smashed with a low sound, and dark red blood oozes from the joints. Then he grabbed Su Hanyun's arm, very sad,
"In recent years, my daily diet has been controlled by the Xiong family's father and daughter. They must have tampered with it. I... I already felt it clearly a year ago... This child is probably my last chance in this life. ..."

"do you understand?"

"I want to be the last..."

hiss!
Su Hanyun couldn't help but gasped, he really didn't see this matter, so Wu Chong was tortured by Xiong Yuting and his daughter into such a state?
"His Majesty……"

Staring at the grief-stricken Wu Chong with red eyes, Su Hanyun frowned, knelt down on the ground respectfully, and said in a deep voice,

"You don't have to worry!"

"There are so many talented people in the Great Zhou Dynasty. This small problem is nothing at all. I can assure you that after you regain power and stabilize the country, I will go to the rivers and lakes. No matter if it is a famous doctor, Or martial arts, as long as it is good for your body, the servant will bring it to you!"

"The descendants of His Majesty Dingbao will last forever!"

"Really?"

Wu Chong raised his head, hope flashed across his red eyes, he grabbed his wrist and said,
"Really?"

"Don't worry, Your Majesty! As far as I know, Shaolin Temple has a unique art called the Marrow Washing Sutra, which can rejuvenate people's physical skills. When the time comes, I will bring it for you to try!"

"Okay, I believe you!"

The grief-stricken look on Wu Chong's face finally weakened, and he sighed for a while, he got up slowly, returned to the dragon couch, then clenched his fists with a gloomy face, and said with gritted teeth,
"Even if my body recovers, I will never let the Xiong family's father and daughter go!"

"If I succeed, I will make sure that the ten families of the Xiong family will not survive!"

"Xiong Qiongyu, a bitch, I will make her pay with blood! Didn't she kill my child? I must let her experience that pain for herself..."

Wu Chong vented his inner resentment with incomparable resentment, Su Hanyun stood silently by the side, whispering nothing, after a while, Wu Chong finally calmed down, lying on the couch wrapped in a thick fur blanket, and asked,

"Little Yunzi, how is the plan for the dead man going? Tell me about it!"

"Yes!"

Su Hanyun took two steps forward, bowed and said,
"The ten young eunuchs are not slow to cultivate the Five Poison Claws. Pan Renyi and Lu Xingshu are the fastest. On the brink of a breakthrough."

"The servant estimates that around the end of the year, we will be able to meet our expectations."

"Well...then wait until the end of the year!"

Senran flitted across Wu Chong's eyes, and the palms holding the blanket slightly made a creaking sound.

"When the time comes, let his Xiong family be destroyed!"

……

Wu Chong's depravity, self-abandonment, Su Hanyun's flattery, and those little eunuchs who seem to have nothing to do and only know to gamble with Wu Chong all day long, made the Xiong family's father and daughter completely lose their guard against him, even, Few people came to take a look at them. The Hall of Mental Cultivation and Hall of Chengqian had almost become forbidden places in the palace.

And the secret slayer plan is proceeding in an orderly manner!

In such an atmosphere that was calm on the surface but actually turbulent undercurrents, time passed quickly, and two months passed in the blink of an eye.

The climate has entered the harsh winter, and there have been several heavy snowfalls in the Great Zhou Dynasty. The whole north is covered with snow, white for thousands of miles, and the imperial city is even more as if it has been dyed by snow.

However, in this vast expanse of whiteness, there is a faint red joy.

Because the new year of Dazhou is coming, every household began to paste couplets and hang red lanterns in front of the door. Even the policemen in the government office were on holiday and were no longer as busy as before. The generals also arranged military affairs one after another, returned home, and began to enjoy the rare comfort and warmth.

Chengqian Hall!
The cold wind howled and raged outside the hall, and the snow slapped on the windows, making a crackling sound. Ten young eunuchs sat cross-legged, with five poisons placed in front of them, and the thick black aura surged on their faces, making them look extraordinarily weird .

The fur blanket wrapped around Wu Chong's body was much thicker than before, and he still seemed a little chilly. Su Hanyun moved the brazier closer to him, served another cup of hot tea, and said in a low voice,
"Your Majesty, are you okay? If you can't stand the cold here, why not go to the Hall of Mental Cultivation to rest, after all, it's better there."

"It's okay, I can take it!"

Wu Chong frowned, with a gloomy look in his pupils, he asked,

"It's the end of the year, how are these guys preparing? I can't wait!"

"Report to Your Majesty!"

Su Hanyun showed a trace of awe on his face, leaned close to the latter's ear, and said respectfully,

"These ten dead soldiers have all been prepared. Pan Renyi and Lu Xingshu have already cultivated the five poisonous claws to the second level peak. They are stable fourth-rate masters. In addition, they use poison kung fu to deal with third-rate masters." Experts are not a problem!"

"And the other eight people are also stable in the second level realm, and their strength is not bad."

"However, the servant feels that we have to wait a little longer!"

"What are you waiting for?"

Wu Chong was obviously a little impatient, frowned and hummed,

"Will that Xiong Yuting come in with an army and force me to abdicate?"

"no!"

Su Hanyun shook his head and explained,
"Wait for the New Year to officially begin!"

"On New Year's Day, according to the practice of our Great Zhou Dynasty, all civil and military officials will be on vacation, and only some simple Jinwu Guards will be left to deal with emergencies, and these Jinwu Guards will mainly maintain law and order in the city and will not come to the palace! "

"Let's make a move at this time, Thunder moves, and takes down the queen and Xiong Yuting in one fell swoop. The power behind them has no time to react. Then, we can take advantage of this time..."

"I understand!"

Wu Chong took a deep breath, suppressed the irritability in his heart, then waved his hands and said,

"You're very thoughtful, I can't wait!"

"Your Majesty is too humble. The slaves are all learned from your Majesty's side..."

Su Hanyun bowed and said, Wu Chong smiled and didn't say much.

……

Time continued to pass, and in the blink of an eye, nearly seven or eight days passed.

It was cloudy and cloudy for several days in a row on the first day of the lunar new year. Then, there was a heavy snowfall that had not been seen in decades. The snow reached the ankles and overwhelmed the branches. The entire imperial city was completely white. Even those lantern couplets and so on, are almost covered.

It is said that the auspicious snow heralds a good year!
The common people cheered unceasingly, the streets were filled with an atmosphere of excitement, and these atmospheres extended to the palace. The eunuchs and maids who had nothing to do got together, built snowmen, and even fought Snow battle.

There are scenes of laughter and laughter everywhere.

At this time, inside Chengqian Palace, it was awe-inspiring and gloomy.

The cold wind howled, and the cold breath poured in through the crack of the door, bringing up layers of white air, and the light in the charcoal fire flickered brightly and darkly. Wu Chong was wearing a heavy fur blanket, standing in front of the dragon chair, with deep and sharp eyes.

Su Hanyun was by his side, bowing his body, the corners of his mouth were gloomy.

Opposite them, Pan Renyi, Lu Xingshu and other ten young eunuchs each put on black clothes, their eyes were full of coldness and determination!
"Everyone, today is New Year's Eve, and the entire imperial city has relaxed its vigilance. This is a good opportunity for us to act!"

"Success or failure, it's all in one fell swoop!"

"If things come to pass, I promise you, Lord of the Twelve Prisons!"

"Unify the inner court!"

"Your servant swears to follow His Majesty to the death!"

Ten people knelt down, their voices were like dragons and tigers!
"Follow me to Fengyi Palace!"

Wu Chong's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he waved the ink-like black fur blanket, pouring into the wind and snow.

Su Hanyun and others bowed to follow!

The clouds between the sky and the earth are becoming more and more gloomy, and the wind and snow are also howling like a beast. The sky is about to change...

(End of this chapter)