It was not until the afternoon when Wang Fulin and Jinbao returned to the Ma Family Inn. As soon as he arrived at the door, he saw a figure suddenly pounced on him.

"Mr. Wang, please save my young master!"

Since Wang Fulin had no choice but to continue to live in the Ma Family Inn, he knew that just by relying on the quick and incompetent information from the shopkeeper's previous announcement, the young master Cheng would definitely come to find him, his brother. He didn't move all night yesterday afternoon and night, and he was a little surprised. Now Mo Xiang appeared in this way, and his head was sweating and his eyes were red. Instead, he felt normal. However, before he could ask what was going on, Mo Xiang begged him to go to the Cheng family in Huangjiawu. Thinking that he still owed Cheng Naixuan a favor, he had to leave Jinbao at the inn and followed Mo Xiang to the Cheng family.

The Cheng family mansion is the largest courtyard near Huangjiawu. From a distance, the white walls and black tiles are extremely eye-catching, without any traces of mottled and old. When he arrived at the door, the gatekeeper who was guarding the door heard Mo Xiang say that the legendary little husband Wang was coming. The two of them were all focused on Wang Fulin with four eyes. They looked up and down, left and right, and the curious eyes seemed to wish that they could pierce a few holes in him. While letting go, the older gatekeeper reminded him with a smile on his face.

"My little husband Wang must say a few good words in front of the master, otherwise the young master will suffer a lot this time!"

It turns out that Mo Xiang’s message was true! But why, as an outsider, could I speak in front of Mr. Cheng? I don’t even know what Mr. Cheng is beaten!

Wang Fulin felt confused, but this was not the time to get to the bottom of the matter. In addition, Mo Xiang was anxious and walked quickly, so he could only respond vaguely and chased after him quickly. The Cheng family courtyard was layered, and the yard was set up. It was not until he stepped into the innermost courtyard that he heard a vaguely familiar whimper.

He looked closely and saw a spring stool in the middle of the courtyard. Cheng Naixuan was lying on his head. A middle-aged man who looked like a servant was holding a thin bamboo stick, whipping Mr. Cheng's buttocks one after another. Looking at the gesture and listening to the wind, compared to the killing stick he had watched yesterday, it was obviously merciless. Even so, every time the bamboo stick fell, accompanied by Mr. Cheng's trembling body, the whimpering sound would come clearly.

"Young Master, I've invited Mr. Wang!"

Hearing Mo Xiang's voice, he vaguely noticed someone rushing over and kneeling beside him. Cheng Naixuan turned his head with difficulty, and then revealed the sandalwood stick in his mouth. Obviously, it was this thing that prevented him from screaming. He felt that the master of the master's skills behind him stopped, and he quickly looked behind Mo Xiang with a eager gaze. Seeing that Wang Fulin was indeed coming, he felt relieved, and then his head tilted and fainted.

Mo Xiang was so scared that she was cold all over and immediately started crying. Faced with this scene, the servant who was helpless in implementing the family law by the master's order was at a loss and stood there with a bamboo stick, feeling very confused.

The master was sentenced to prison for a while and then went into the house. He quickly let go of his strength. The typical thunder sounded loud and the rain was light. Otherwise, he would have been beaten forty times as the master ordered, and the young master would not have thought about getting off the ground for more than ten days!

Wang Fulin didn't know what to do. When the bamboo curtain in front of the hall in the middle moved, a middle-aged man appeared. He saw this man with wide eyebrows and big eyes, majestic and majestic. Even Xie Tingjie, who had seen the supervisor and censors he had met in Minglun Hall before, was not as stressful as the person in front of him when he was sluggish. The middle-aged man glanced at Mo Xiang first, and saw that Mo Xiang seemed to be pinching his throat, and immediately did not dare to snorkeleton. He looked at Wang Fulin and his expression calmed down significantly.

"But Xiaogong Wang?"

When others were polite to themselves, Wang Fulin naturally reciprocates and bowed: "The student is Wang Fulin, see Master Cheng."

Wang Fulin guessed from Mo Xiang's reaction that this was the head of the Cheng family. Facts proved that he was indeed not wrong.

"The dog son was frivolous and naughty, almost ruining his reputation as Mr. Wang. If I hadn't just come back from outside yesterday, I'd learned that it was too late to beat him!" Mr. Cheng glanced at the dumb servant over there and said coldly, "Who told you to stop? After 40 strokes? Although I was in the house, I only heard the sound of the wind for twenty-five or six strokes. If you dare to fool me again, you can get the family law yourself!"

The clerk complained secretly, but the little master was still fainting, so he could only look at Wang Fulin with a look of help. This time, before Wang Fulin could ask for love, Mr. Cheng said more and more coldly: "This is not the first time this rebellious son has been beaten and dressed in a miserable fashion. If he really faints, he will rush the well water to wake up and then continue to beat him!"

This time, Cheng Naixuan finally didn't dare to pretend to be faint anymore. He quickly opened his eyes, picked out the sandalwood stick that was biting from his mouth, and cried, "Dad, I know I'm wrong. I shouldn't have gone to find that dentist to give Shuangmu..."

"You still dare to avoid the most important things!"

Mr. Cheng finally changed his color this time. He didn't care about Wang Fulin and stood aside. He rushed down angrily, slapped the servant and then snatched the bamboo stick from his hand. He scared the servant so much that he quickly stepped down from the courtyard. He picked up the bamboo stick and slapped Cheng Naixuan's butt twice.

This time, the way home was obviously much more cruel than the first. Cheng Naixuan immediately let out two miserable wails. Mr. Cheng knocked his son hard and said viciously: "Do you think I don't know what you mean? Let Mo Xiang act with you and spread rumors around outside to express his preference for male sex. Isn't it just to inspire your future father-in-law to break off the engagement?"

This time, Mr. Cheng's wail came to an abrupt end. Even when Mr. Cheng was still angry and knocked down twice again, he seemed to be shocked and did not make any noise.

"You asked the dentist to give it to Xiaomao Wang, and asked her some plausible words. The letter probably won't leave any good words. Isn't it all to tell outsiders that you are a good man? I've lost all my face for you! A man is a real man, he is smart and has also implicated others. I'll kill you, this incompetent thing!"

At this moment, seeing the bamboo stick falling like rain, Master Cheng finally realized that he was crying and howling. Wang Fulin, who was already a little sympathetic to him, was immediately angry. He wanted to raise his hands and say, Mr. Cheng, you are good at fighting, such a rebellious son should be beaten hard!

Thinking about Qiu Feng who came to the door, the tooth woman who spoke to her, and the letter with ambiguous content, she almost scared him to death! After a long time, Master Cheng was acting to break the engagement!

Just now, the servants made real blows in the first few strokes, but later they turned into fake blows. Cheng Naixuan had not suffered much, but now that his father personally practiced the law, Mr. Cheng was in great trouble. After begging for mercy while wailing but begging for mercy in vain, he subconsciously shouted loudly: "Brother, save me!"

Wang Fulin was very angry, but he thought that he did not suffer any losses because of Cheng Naixuan's previous act of giving away people. At most, he was scared. Instead, he asked Song Bo to spread the news that he bought his nephew as a slave. When he diverted the public's attention to the seriousness of the crimes, he brought Mr. Cheng in together, which led to the guy being beaten this time. Cheng Naixuan also helped him get out of the treasure from the class room and helped him in the Minglun Hall, which was even more serious.

Seeing that the muscles on this guy's face were all twitching, and he was no longer as handsome as the handsome young master of the turbid world before. The blood on his back clothes leaked out, and it looked worse than the student who was beaten to kill the powerful stick yesterday. He finally stepped forward and stopped Mr. Cheng.

"Master Cheng, Brother Cheng is just a moment of confusion. Please stop the thunderous anger and spare him this time."

Although Wang Fulin stopped him, Mr. Cheng still angrily beat him twice before he dropped the bamboo stick. He turned around and stared at Wang Fulin for a long time, then said with pain: "Nephew Wang, if this rebellious son can be half of your kind-hearted and pity for the elderly and poverty, I don't have to worry so much! I feel ashamed of my ancestors!"

Seeing Mr. Cheng covering his face and walking into the main house. Compared to his majestic appearance when he first appeared, Wang Fulin saw Mo Xiang hurriedly wiped the sweat of Cheng Naixuan on the Chunstool. Thinking of such a big thing, the young master was the first to be punished, but he felt a little respect for Mr. Cheng.

There are too few sensible people who blame their parents and children first instead of taking their anger at servants! But when dealing with such sensible people, you must be careful, and it is not easy to fool!

Cheng Naixuan beat two times today, and he was afraid that he would be nearly fifty times together, but it was an unprecedented lesson. He lay on the spring bench and looked at Wang Fulin with a pale face and sweating, but he smiled weakly: "Since my father knows everything, I can't justify it. In short, Shuangmu, it's my fault for making mistakes. Please have a lot of mistakes, so I'll forgive me for being generous. You praised Mo Xiang at the beginning, but you just praised him for being able to read and read. I thought that someone would accompany you to study, I think we had a conversation with you, there was nothing else to give you, so I gave you a book boy, and I played with him a few words in the letter. I didn't expect that the tooth woman who was resigning to the letter would have wrong my meaning..."

"Okay, okay, I won't mention these." Wang Fulin was itchy and thought to himself that this guy deserves it!

"However, I beg my brother Cheng Kui to come forward to investigate those who spread rumors and slander you. If you look back, you can go find him..."

Seeing that Cheng Naixuan's forehead was covered with sweat, it was obvious that it was in great pain, Wang Fulin felt that there was only a little anger in his heart and there was no trace.

"I'll talk about these things later. You can recover from your injuries and write them down."

Cheng Naixuan felt relieved, but at this moment he was so painful that he couldn't even say anything. He could only thank him barely and say that he would make a plea for the next time. Then Mo Xiang went out to call the servants and carried him, who was lying down and unable to move, out of the courtyard with the spring stool. Looking at this scene, Wang Fulin suddenly remembered that when Mo Xiang accompanied Cheng Naixuan to see him the night before yesterday, he mentioned that there were grandmother and mother at home. But just now, the two of them did not come to plead for mercy. He had a full understanding of Mr. Cheng's status in this family. But in a flash, he suddenly realized his embarrassing situation.

Mr. Cheng entered the house, Mr. Cheng ran away, and he was left here!

He was both angry and funny and had to come to the front door of the main hall and coughed lightly, "Since Mr. Cheng has something to do at home, the student will say goodbye."

As soon as he finished speaking, the curtain started again. Mr. Cheng, who appeared, squeezed out a smile apologetically, and then said, "I asked you to laugh at me today. I wanted to keep you for dinner, so I would like to invite you sincerely next time. I have been in Yangzhou before, and I am not very clear about your fame and fortune storm. I only made an appointment to hear a little bit of news. This time your storm is not only about you, but also about Ye County Zun, but about others' other people's intentions. It is said that it involves the summer tax in one prefecture and six counties in Huizhou. In short, be careful."

After leaving the Cheng family mansion, Wang Fulin thought about what he had today in his mind - watching a bamboo shoot barbecue, listening to the hearts of Mr. Cheng and his son, he finally learned a little bit of darkness - it can be seen that the Cheng family was not unfair today, and he exceeded his goal of finding out the news.

But the problem is, he is a little scholar, and tax collection is related to him?

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