At that time, no matter what people did, they had to look at the imperial calendar.

The day of the rod-responsibility was chosen tomorrow, at noon on the 18th day of the twelfth lunar month, and will be carried out in the square in front of the Daqing Hall, and all civil and military officials will be invited to "observe the ceremony."

To serve as a warning to others mainly consists of the word "warning".

Everyone had no objections to this and left each other with their own concerns.

Leaving Yujie, Xin Yi was taken to the Imperial City Division.

The subordinate officer of the Imperial City Department politely wrote a case document with pen and ink, and asked Xin Yi to put a stamp on it, and then he could leave.

Xin Yi never dreamed that this prison disaster would start in Kaifeng Mansion and end in the Imperial City Division.

While sighing, she thought of Fu Jiuqu and Zhang Yaozhuo's "each playing fifty big shots", and she felt a little bad.

Fu Jiuqu always beats others. When has he ever been beaten?

Although he no longer has a butt stick, Xin Yi feels chills running down his spine just thinking about it.

Under the leadership of the subordinate staff, she was going to the study to find Fu Jiuqu, but she ran into him just after passing through the Yimen.

Fu Jiuqu was followed by Cai Qi, Cheng Cang and Duan Sui. They didn't know what they were talking about. Fu Jiuqu lowered his head slightly and listened, but did not see Xin Yi until Cai Qi started laughing.

"Chonglou, your sister-in-law."

Fu Jiuqu raised his eyes to look at Xin Yi and glared at Cai Qi displeased.

"Not your sister-in-law?"

Cai Qi chuckled and glanced at him, "My sister-in-law? Well, that's true..."

As he said this, the man shouted in an unserious manner: "Sister-in-law, where are you going? Are you looking for my brother Chonglou?"

A sister-in-law and a brother, this frivolous voice shouted, it was a normal sentence, but it was inexplicably made a little strange by him.

Cai Qi was not a serious person at all, so he walked over with a smile and winked, wanting to get closer to his sister-in-law, but was kicked in the buttocks by Fu Jiuqu and whispered.

"If you talk too much, I'll sew your mouth shut."

Cai Qi:……

The loudspeaker went silent, and Fu Jiuqu looked at Xin Yi.

"Is something wrong?"

"Something's wrong."

"Well, come with me!"

He put his hands behind his back and walked sideways to the Cuilai Pavilion next to him. Xin Yi listened to the imperative sentence and thought that he would touch the fifty boards without making a sound. Then he smiled friendly at Cai Qi and the two guards and followed Fu Jiuqu.

passed.

Cuilai Pavilion is not big, but the curtains are blown by the wind, making it elegant and clean.

Xin Yi didn't waste any nonsense and directly stated his purpose: "The prince must not act on his own initiative. You have a bad heart, how can you withstand fifty sticks?"

Fu Jiuqu raised his eyes slightly: "I am in good health."

When Xin Yi thought that he was beaten because he was doing things for her, the scales in his heart became difficult to balance.

The debt of gratitude was the most difficult to bear, and she frowned.

"The prince is very righteous, but how can I be worthy of the prince..."

"I'm not doing it for you." Fu Jiuqu interrupted her, with a quick glance, his expression seemed to blame her for being sentimental.

Xin Yi's scalp felt cold, but he still said business, "Let's think of another way, or let the eldest princess go to the officials to see if we can be exempted from punishment..."

The only sister in Zhao Guan's family was not very healthy. He had always believed that if the eldest princess was willing to come forward, things would definitely turn around.

"Even if the person playing the board can save some effort and hit it lightly..."

Fu Jiuqu couldn't help laughing when he heard what she said honestly.

Turning his head, he looked at her with soft eyes and a soft voice, "Don't worry, that board is very thin. I'm an expert, so no one else can do it strangely. And I've been practicing martial arts for many years. As long as I don't hurt my muscles or bones, that's fine."

Skin injuries are caused by scratching."

"Prince..."

Xin Yi didn't give up and wanted to continue to persuade him, but Fu Jiuqu raised his hand.

"No need to say any more. There are some things you don't understand."

"Why don't I understand?"

Fu Jiuqu looked at her worried eyes and was silent for a moment before saying: "Whether it is for the sake of the ancestors' law or the official's face, I cannot avoid this beating. Otherwise, how can the official's face be saved? Aren't the laws of the Song Dynasty in vain? Not only

If you want to fight, you have to let them fight well."

Xin Yi:……

In fact, it's not that she doesn't understand at all, but she doesn't want to.

For such a proud person like Fu Jiuqu, what the fifty-year-old board wants is not his life, but his face.

"Okay." Fu Jiuqu fiddled with his cuffs, lowered his eyelids, and said in a low voice, "Are you hungry? The child is waiting for you at the house. Come with me later to take a look at them."

These words were said so calmly and naturally that if an outsider heard it, they would think they were talking about their children.

Xin Yi's lines were thick. She knew what kind of man Prince Guangling was, so she didn't think too much about it, let alone misunderstood anything. However, the discomfort of owing Fu Jiuqu a huge favor made her feel like a big stone was weighing on her heart.

, rounding off her stubborn edges and no longer tit for tat.

"good."

…

The carriage has already been waiting outside the Imperial City. The driver is a stranger. Unlike Cai Qi, Cheng Cang and others around Fu Jiuqu, they are selected personal servants or relatives. They are all handsome and tall. On the contrary, the driver

He has a strong build, a beard, a green gauze turban and a gold hat ring. He looks like a bandit leader who came out of the mountains to rob homes.

Xin Yi glanced at him one more time, but the driver lowered his eyes and ignored him.

Fu Jiuqu climbed into the carriage and remained silent. This made Xin Yi feel awkward standing under the carriage. He didn't know whether he should shamelessly get on the carriage or sit at the head of the carriage with this tall and thick coachman.

"Come up." Fu Jiuqu's voice was cold, making Xin Yi feel like he had received an amnesty.

She climbed into the car in twos and twos and saw that his eyes were closed and he was motionless.

Based on Xin Yi's limited understanding of him, he could sense that the Prince of Guangling was not in a high mood.

It seems that the "Fifty Big Board" still has an impact on him, but he doesn't say it so frankly -

Xin Yi sat silently opposite him. Fu Jiuqu didn't speak, and she couldn't say much. She just turned her face sideways in boredom, opened a corner of the curtain, and let the carriage take her to admire the scenery of Bianjing again.

There are four rivers in Bianjing City, and there are a lot of bridges. Xinyi alone knows about more than 40 bridges, but most of them cannot be named. They can only watch the stalls and vendors on the bridges, chatting and laughing as if they are going to the market.

No matter how many times she sees this scene, she never gets tired of it...

"Put down the curtain."

Fu Jiuqu suddenly spoke, startling Xin Yi.

She looked back and her eyes fell on Fu Jiuqu's face.

Power can increase a man's charm exponentially, and the supreme power is also hormonal. Xin Yi has to admit that she is a pretty girl. At this moment, the prince of Guangling County is too murderous and heart-wrenching. This posture makes her look like a little girl.

Silently lowering the curtain, I glanced at his frown.

"The prince has a headache again?"

"Yeah." Fu Jiuqu's face looked stinky, but he was still calm, "I don't want to be exposed to the wind."

"Excuse me, can I press it for you?"

Fu Jiuqu didn't refuse and half-closed his eyes without moving. Xinyi had the experience of massaging him once, not to mention the parent-like nature of doctors. She sat over and pressed Fu Jiuqu's head as if taking care of a child, and began to speak earnestly and thoughtfully again.

"Why should the prince show off when he is clearly ill?"

Seeing that he remained silent during the middle of the sentence, Xin Yi automatically shut up when he thought of what he had just said, "It can be fatal to fall ill while being punished with a stick. Oh, by the way, have you taken the medicine I prescribed for you last time?"

"Yes." Fu Jiuqu responded lukewarmly, suddenly opening his eyes and looking at Xin Yi, "I sent a few pills to the palace for the officials."

"Ah?" Xin Yi was surprised.

"Didn't you say that external application can cure fatigue and headache?"

"Having said that, that medicine is not specifically designed to treat fatigue and headaches. Is there any good medicine in the palace?"

Fu Jiuqu's behavior was a bit strange, but Xin Yi was in a state of confusion at the moment and didn't think deeply about it. He also forgot that Fu Jiuqu was a chess player and would never deliver medicine for no reason.

She said: "I will go back and prepare some external wound medicine for the prince. When you come back from your punishment tomorrow, I can give it to you."

Fu Jiuqu suddenly opened his eyes and said, "After dinner, you can take the child back."

Xin Yi stopped and looked at him, "Is the prince chasing people away?"

The two looked at each other, and Fu Jiuqu immediately closed his eyes and hummed carelessly.

"You also said that there are no good medicines in the palace? I don't need yours."

The tone was very harsh, and Xin Yi felt slightly suffocated.
To be continued...