A foolish king has a disease, a male concubine has medicine

Chapter 6 Cane Punishment

The sun scorched the floor tiles laid with white marble, and I knelt straight on it. A layer of clothes separated me, and I still felt waves of heat gathering on my patella.

"Contempt the royal family, push the prince into the water, and call the prince's name without authorization." Zhong Linghuai thought of all the things the women said just now, and felt a fire in his heart, "It is the most poisonous woman's heart. In order to make it difficult for the queen, this firepower is still It's all on me, and this princess is not easy to do. The world says that this royal family is so good, but I don't see where the excellence lies."

Thinking in his heart, these words would naturally be spoken in the palace, and there would be a lot of people talking, not to mention that he didn't know which officials and princes the eunuchs and maids who were watching him around him were the eyeliner.

"Lin Chishuang, as a son, your mother died early, and your father didn't like it. You are quite sad. Hey." After kneeling for half an hour, his knees hurt unbearably, so he squeezed hard to make the blood circulate more For smoother. "The three-hour kneeling method is probably going to kill me."

The sun was fierce, and even though it was at its worst, the residual heat had not yet dissipated, making Zhong Linghuai's white forehead covered with a thin layer of sweat, and he was wondering whether he could survive the remaining hour and a half. , A shadow suddenly fell in front of his eyes, looking at the ochre-colored clothes, he was afraid that the person who came was a eunuch of some level.

"Princess Yuan, listen to the order." The voice of the male duck pierced Zhong Linghuai's ears, but he still did not forget to say, "I accept the order."

"Following the fate of the heavens, Princess Yuan's concubine Zhong Linghuai damaged the royal dignity, failed to fulfill her husband's responsibility, and protected King Yuan to the detriment. It is really a crime. The punishment will be [-] boards, and the salary will be reduced for half a year. Wang Qing repents and respects it."

I haven't seen how much the emperor cares about King Yuan on weekdays, so let's take Lin Chi's double marriage as an example. If the identities are exchanged and replaced by Lin Ruzhou, the Zhong family must be killed immediately, and I won't let myself in. This royal ancestral temple.

"Minister, accept the order." The tone was as light as water, and the expression remained unchanged, except that the cold sweat on the forehead slid down the cheeks and onto the clothes, smudged with water stains.

He raised the Minghuang imperial decree above his head with both hands, and before he could receive the imperial decree, he had already dragged the palace stool to the side, wanting to execute the execution impatiently.

Although Zhong Linghuai had just arrived in the Shanghuai Dynasty, he also knew that the place where staff punishment was usually carried out was called Zhihuitai, which came from the meaning of knowing return when lost.

This is so impatient, is it because you are afraid of something happening?

Zhong Linghuai was supported by two eunuchs, and lay on the palace stool. The palace stool, which was originally painted black, was faintly glowing bright red.

Grasping the corner of the palace stool with both hands, Zhong Linghuai was still too young, thinking that the twenty big boards were just suffering from flesh and blood. When the buttocks were hit for the first time, Zhong Linghuai knew that the bright red on the palace stool was the result of countless drinks. Only the blood of the palace people can cover up the original blackness.

The sweat on the forehead, bean big, rolled to the ground, as if a crisp sound could still be heard.

This party hit him three times, and the clothes on his buttocks turned bloody, and the howling sound scared away the birds resting in front of the hall, and fled in panic.

After these five blows, the man passed out, and the blood dripped down the clothes and into the wooden groove left by the struggle.

When Zhong Linghuai woke up, he found himself lying on the soft couch, and wanted to get up to see where he was, but the wound behind him was involved, "Hiss~ I can still be alive after these [-] boards, it can be regarded as a blessing!" Fate."

Slowly turned sideways, and by the faint candlelight on the desk, I saw Lin Chishuang sleeping soundly against the edge of the soft couch, his appearance was just right, his face was cut like a knife, his color was like spring dawn, and there was some hala in his mouth, it was a waste of life That pretty face.

Putting the thin quilt on the inner side of the soft couch loosely over Lin Chishuang's body was not a difficult move on weekdays, but now I didn't expect that with such a casual movement, the wound would feel torn open again.

Seeing that the light in the room is not very good, it is estimated that the time is still in the middle of the night, and it has not yet dawned. Today is the day to return home. I am afraid that these twenty boards are to let myself lie down for a few months, so that I cannot see Zhong Weiqing for the last time one side.

This abacus is clinking.

Who is Zhong Linghuai? He is a person who is both afraid of death and not afraid of death.There is a clear distinction between right and wrong and black and white. If people respect him a foot, he will make others stand tall. If people offend him, although he will not compare pennies and pennies, he will also make people regret it.

Zhong Weiqing is a civil servant, his family is clean and honest, and he and his siblings go out to the next restaurant on weekdays, and they can plan for a long time. in the arms.

The ancestors of the Zhong family are full of loyalty and loyalty. In this generation, they don't know what kind of crime they have committed. A Zhong Linghuai was born. The younger brother is the best, and the younger sister is well-known. As the eldest son, Zhong Linghuai is not even high or low. Not above.

Except for his looks, he didn't have any good genes inherited from Zhong's family. Kong has a beautiful skin, and he can't even be counted as a loser, but just a paste.

Lie casually on the bed, close your eyes, it's still early before dawn, after a while of self-cultivation, after returning home, the whole family of Zhong's family will be exiled to the frontier except him.

It took only two hours to close my eyes, and I saw that the sky outside the window was about to turn white, "Come on, prepare a sedan chair for me, I want to go home...."

Swallowing the word mansion alive, thinking about the difference today, the Zhong family is no longer that high-ranking mansion in the sky, but the house of a criminal minister.

Glancing at Lin Chishuang lying beside the bed, Zhong Linghuai didn't think about going back to the door together, since he didn't like Lin Chishuang, and there was no need to open that useless mouth, just to make eyes roll.The second is that it was designed for him, presumably it was for Huang's return home, and he was afraid that the Zhong family would make a comeback.

It was really a good plan, and there was a jingle.

"Find a door panel and carry me away, keep your voice down, don't wake up the lord." For a while, he couldn't think of anything to use to lift himself away, so as not to aggravate his injuries, he just saw the door panel and blurted out.

He took the clothes handed over by the maidservant and covered them generously. He couldn't go out disheveled, lest he be said to be indecent.Although Zhong Linghuai didn't care much about this matter, he was not sure that the royal family would not commit a crime for the sake of his own face.

He had just been sent to the carriage, lying on the cushion, but heard a commotion outside the carriage. It turned out that Lin Chishuang woke up and couldn't see Zhong Linghuai, so he knew that he was going back to the door alone.

Wearing only a middle coat, he quickly climbed into the carriage, opened a corner of the curtain, and held a ball of crumpled Chinese clothes in his hands. He looked a little angry, and his brows were furrowed into mountains and rivers.

Zhong Linghuai laughed unkindly, and told the coachman to go ahead. After all, there was no delay in returning home. If there were too many people on the road, it would be disgraceful for a princess to be carried back home.

"My lord, why are you so disheveled?" Thinking about Lin Chi's double stabbing at himself on the first day, Zhong Linghuai still had a toothache.