Chapter 94 Looking for a fight

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"ah!"

Yang Shu held the knife with both hands and stabbed at Sun Hu with a roar.

Sun Hu grabbed Yang Shu's hand and kicked him out.

Yang Shu rolled twice on the ground before he stopped.

"Hang him up."

Sun Hu picked up the knife and said coldly.

"Captain, you are the crown prince after all." The guard spoke in a low voice.

Sun Hu was speechless, strode over, picked up the Yang bundle, tied it up and hung it up.

"continue!"

The guards held up the logs to exercise their arm strength.

Yang Shu cursed and glanced at the guards. Sun Hu was undoubtedly responsible for his training, but it was too monotonous.

In addition to arranging square formations and changing formations, it is just some simple physical training. It is really difficult to make a big improvement for an individual.

After scolding for a while, Yang Shu began to beg for mercy, but his mind was thinking about new training methods.

Yang Shu's plea for mercy was naturally ignored.

Now, he no longer has any privileges, and the soldiers he brought have been detained by Sun Hu.

The single-man tent is gone, and he will have to sleep and eat with ordinary guards from now on.

It wasn't until noon that Yang Shu was put down.

"Your Majesty, please listen to me." The guard sighed and untied the rope from Yang Shu's hand.

Yang Shu fell to the ground, as embarrassed as he wanted, without the arrogance of the playboy.

Limping, Yang Shu moved out, trying to escape from the military camp.

For such a big man, if he can get out, the guards can collectively wipe his neck.

After escaping three times, Yang Shu received seventeen lashes. The whipping made Yang Shu want to curse. Didn't it mean that Sun Hu was devoted to the old man? There is no mercy at all!

"Being whipped?"

Liu Yun raised her eyebrows, quite surprised.

Pai Gow wiped the corners of his eyes, "No, it's said that when he came back, his skin and flesh were torn apart, it was very miserable."

Liu Yun's clothes moved slightly, and she came out from behind the screen, her brows furrowed slightly, "He is quite cruel to himself."

"Second Madam, we have to save the prince."

Liu Yun glanced at Pai Gow and raised the corners of her lips, "I'll go discuss it with Madam."

Pai Gow was dumbfounded and subconsciously stopped Liu Yun, "Second Madam, the Crown Prince said that he can still bear it..."

Under Liu Yun's gaze, Pai Gow lowered his head, "The prince just wants you to care about him."

"Zi'er, there is gold sore medicine in the sandalwood box. Go get it."

"Send it over." Liu Yun gave the two small bottles to Pai Gow.

Seeing that the person was gone, the leisurely look on Liu Yun's face disappeared. She said that he was a hunter but he still refused to admit it. He, the head of Dingwang's palace, still wanted her medicine.

Just hit her, she wouldn't feel bad.

With just a few whips, how could the people in the military camp really beat him up?

"Second Madam, the water is ready."

Zi'er looked at Liu Yun's changing eyes and spoke softly.

"Um."

Liu Yun stepped out of the house.

Zi'er blinked. Isn't the bathroom on the right? Why did the second lady go to the left?

"The moonlight is nice."

Liu Yun walked back and said softly.

Zi'er waited for her to enter the bathroom, stuck her head out, looked around, and looked confused. Can she see the moon over there?

"It's already the seventh day, and Crazy Yang hasn't come back yet?"

There were many people in the teahouse in the morning, and a young man turned the conversation to Yang Shu.

"You think he doesn't want to run away? He has to escape. The old marshal issued a strict order. Crazy Yang screamed miserably. Every day during the training, Sun Hu watched with a whip. If he didn't like it, he would give him a whip with a flick of his hand."

"Really or not, there are still people who dare to attack Crazy Yang, aren't they afraid of his revenge?"

"Sun Hu's parents died early, and they didn't marry a mother-in-law. They were in the military camp all day long. How can he be afraid of Crazy Yang?"

"Go outside and take a look! Madman Yang has been carried back. His clothes are full of blood stains." A person shouted at the door of the teahouse.

Everyone got up to take a look.

"He has today too!"

"Well done!"

“Must have a drink tonight!”

If Fang Zhuang and others hadn't been guarding Yang Shu, the eggs might have been smashed.

Listening to the cheers of the crowd, Yang Shumeng opened his eyes, sat up and stared.

Everyone seemed to have their throats strangled and couldn't utter a single word. They retreated silently and ran away without a trace.

In an instant, the street was quiet.

Yang Shu lay back. He thought that after leaving for a few days, the intimidation had faded.

Fang Zhuang looked at the empty long street and opened his mouth. None of them retreated so quickly...

In Qixia Courtyard, Mr. Yang was playing with the birds. When he turned around and saw Yang Shu, the old man's eyes turned red and he hurried over, "My grandson, you are back. Grandpa is worried to death."

"How are you doing in the military camp? What's the matter with these clothes? Who dares to bully you if you dare to bully you? If you tell me, grandpa will never spare him!" Mr. Yang was furious.

Yang Shu rolled his eyes. He didn't know that it would be a pity not to act in movies because the old man has so many acting skills.

"That's almost it."

Yang Shu poured himself a glass of water and said, "If you endure it for a few more days, I will fight back."

"Is it possible?" Mr. Yang glanced at Yang Shu, very doubtful, "It's better to practice for a while first to catch up with the body."

"Just watch."

Yang Shu put down the cup, raised his head and walked away.

"He's even crazy."

"Old Pang, can this kid fight against Sun Hu?" Mr. Yang looked at the direction Yang Shu was leaving and asked casually.

"It's not a dog anyway."

"I'm looking forward to it." Mr. Yang stroked his gray beard and sat leisurely on the recliner, the sadness no longer in his brows.

After taking a shower and changing clothes, Yang Shu went to see Lu Yun.

Because Yang Shu didn't tell anyone, Lu Yun froze when she saw him.

"Don't you know me?" Yang Shu smiled at her.

"Don't say anything." Lu Yun walked towards Yang Shu and hugged him.

"I told you there is no surprise." Yang Shu lowered his head and looked at Lu Yun, his eyes full of tenderness.

"Have you had a good meal these days?"

Yang Shu picked up Lu Yun, "It's still so light."

"When I have free time, I will go and practice my cooking skills and raise a beautiful lady."

Lu Yun pursed her lips and smiled, "I can't hold her carefully."

"How dare you look down on your husband." Yang Shu nuzzled Lu Yun's neck to tease her.

"Mo Mei, go to the kitchen and see if there is any mung bean soup."

After sending the little girl away, Yang Shu pursed Lu Yun's red lips. Her soft lips were like tender tofu, making people unable to help but ask for more.

"I will stay in the house for two days." Yang Shu held Lu Yun in his arms and said warmly.

Lu Yun sat up and looked at Yang Shu, "Pai Gow said everything is fine with you in the military camp."

"With your husband's appearance outside, it's impossible for the guards to treat you kindly."

"Especially when grandpa specifically asked Uncle Pang to beat you up. He obviously wanted to be cruel."

Meeting Lu Yun's clear eyes, Yang Shu grinned, "My wife is smart."

"The plan went well, except that I suffered some punishments and received a few whippings."

"It's a skin injury. I'm afraid you'll be worried, so I didn't dare let Pai Gow talk to you."

Yang Shu took out the cloth towel from his arms, and inside was a delicate gold hairpin.

"I drew a picture and asked the gold shop to copy it. Madam, can you think of it?"

Lu Yun pinched Yang Shu's face and said, "I can't help making people angry."

Taking the hairpin, Lu Yun touched it gently and smiled at Yang Shu, "It looks good. Husband, help me put it on."

Yang Shu sat up straight and carefully inserted the gold hairpin into Lu Yun's hair.