Fists and kicks kept falling on his body, and the pain made him subconsciously protect himself with his hands.
Holding his head, he rolled on the ground in pain.
"Stop hitting me, stop hitting me. What do you want...money? I'll give it to you! As long as you stop hitting me, wuwu..."
Tears and snot ran down his face this time. How about the embarrassed look and the arrogant, arrogant look of the past?
Xia Ning was already older than Brother Cheng, and he was living a good life these days. His originally thin and short body quickly grew taller. The situation is constantly one-sided.
After fighting for a while, Xia Ning gave up when he felt good. He was still very measured in his attacks. He deliberately avoided the more obvious places and only focused on the places that were difficult for others to see.
Seeing that the person on the ground fainted without knowing what he was doing, he smiled mockingly, spat on him and whispered: "Don't you like to bully people? At this moment, you are just a fish, and I am... Daozu! That person is so kind to you, how could you treat her like this! I will come here to collect some debt today." After saying this, he threw away his sleeves angrily and left.
In winter, the daytime temperature is good enough not to make people uncomfortable from the cold, and the hands and feet can still move freely. But at night, it would be impossible without a brazier that kept burning, and my hands and feet would become stiff after a while.
Lying on the stone slab in the yard, it was so cold that it chilled people to the core. It was like countless cool breezes poured into the cracks in the bones.
Brother Cheng fainted for a while on the ground, and finally woke up from the cold air outside. He sat up with a grin on his face, ignoring the dirt all over his body, shook his head and sneezed loudly.
Just when I wanted to stand up, I felt pain all over my body. Has he ever suffered like this?
Thinking that he had gone out to enter Gong at night, he was beaten severely for nothing. It doesn’t matter if you get beaten, you don’t even know who the enemy is!
Suddenly feeling angry and aggrieved, he simply threw his legs and sat on the ground.
With his mouth deflated, he began to cry loudly.
The crying was loud!
The sound resounded in the quiet courtyard, and the servants who were lazily eating, drinking and resting in some folk remedies realized that something had happened and hurried out of the house one by one.
Seeing him sitting on the ground crying, several people came forward to help him up.
"Go away, you despicable slaves, where did this young master go just now!"
Brother Cheng angrily pushed away the person who was helping him, pouting with a stern expression on his face that was inconsistent with his age.
Several of the boys had sarcastic expressions on their faces. They were so pointed that they didn't know what reason to come up with to stop them. Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, and they were speechless for a long time.
In the end, an older boy who usually had more respect in front of Brother Cheng came up to him with a smile on his face and patted the dust on his trouser legs, "My good young master, slaves are not worthy of anything." . But if your body is damaged, we will not be able to make up for it even if we die a hundred times. Stop sitting on the ground and let the slaves carry you back to the house to rest."
He spoke skillfully, and his face was filled with a pleasing smile. Brother Cheng snorted slightly, but in the end he still did not refuse him to carry him.
That night, the Mei family invited another doctor.
It was late at night, but Wutong Garden was still brightly lit. The doctor took a look at the injury and muttered in his heart.
It's just a superficial injury. Is it worth mobilizing so many troops?
He was sleeping soundly on the kang when the scary sound of banging on the door of Mei's house rang out. As soon as he entered the door, he couldn't wait to pick him up from the hot bed and drag him to Mei's house.
Along the way, the doctor had thought in his mind that the patient must be seriously injured due to this posture.
What patients are there in the Mei family now?
A pregnant aunt, and an old lady lingering on the sickbed.
Whoever is looking for him now must be very serious, and his mind has already begun to think about what medicine to use and how much amount to use.
The results have arrived.
That's it?
Mei Yuanqing was wearing regular clothes, staring at the doctor's face nervously, frowning, and said in a very urgent tone, "Doctor, where is my son injured? What's the big deal?"
The doctor mentally rolled his eyes.
His face was still calm and he said: "The young master of your house needs to take good care of himself. I will prescribe a nourishing medicine later, so he can eat well for a while."
As he spoke, he continued: "It's just that the medicinal materials in this recipe are a bit expensive, but I still have some useful ones in my shop..."
When Mei Yuanqing heard this, he waved his hand and said, "Nothing, I just hope the doctor can cure my son."
Looking for him to stimulate you at night?
Then he will charge some interest! How much does it cost to see a doctor? This medicinal material and prescription is the big one. I just made a lot of money and went back to buy a new hairpin for my wife.
Thinking of this, his hatred towards the Mei family for pulling him out at night suddenly disappeared.
The lady will definitely be happy.
This incident still caused a whirlwind in the Mei family for a while.
Mei Yuanqing sent people to search around the house for anyone suspicious, but unfortunately, they searched for a while but to no avail. At that time in the middle of the night, could anyone see it? What's more, Xia Ning did it very cleanly. When she got back to the house, she cleaned up the muddy soles of her shoes and the corners of her clothes, leaving no trace behind.
For a week, there was no peace in the house. Seeing that he could not find the perpetrator, Mei Yuanqing could only vent his anger on some lazy servants.
If they hadn't been lazy, how could Brother Cheng have encountered such a thing alone?
That day, I found a few of the most lazy people in Wutong Garden and gave them a good beating as a warning to others.
During the beating, I even called people in the yard to come and watch.
Everyone watched helplessly as the man on the bench was being beaten. From the beginning of howling and shouting in pain, he soon became extremely angry.
The executioners beat a full twenty people before stopping.
They probably rarely do this kind of work on weekdays, and when they beat someone, they hardly dare to look down at the miserable condition of the person being beaten.
After beating the person, his face turned pale.
The people below don’t even know whether they are alive or dead.
But the snow soaked the cotton pants I wore in winter. It left deep dark brown marks on the cotton pants.
It's scary to watch.
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Naturally, Wei Jingwei could not come forward about "faking illness" in Hongxia Pavilion, but this did not prevent Lian'er, a know-it-all, from telling her the story vividly.
"Young lady, you don't know. I went to take a look after that. The beating was very severe. I guess the servant who was beaten was injured. Even if the injury is healed, the legs and feet are still useless." Lian'er said with a face filled with emotion. Sad.
