Looking at the long-abandoned broken carriage, the onlookers covered their faces and snickered unkindly.
Yan Wuchou coughed twice and asked calmly: "Steward, if I throw him on the ground directly into the carriage, can the carriage withstand it?"
The housekeeper hurriedly stopped him and said, "Your Majesty, you can't, but you can do this."
As the housekeeper said, he directed the palace servants to lift him up into the carriage like a caterpillar on the ground. He faced the carriage and placed it across the entrance of the carriage. He turned around and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, you can get in with just one kick like this, but you have to control your strength a little." .”
The housekeeper said as he directly demonstrated and kicked the shrimp-like figure into the carriage. Although the force was not strong, the carriage still shook a few times and dust spread out in circles.
Mu Yichen, who was in pain all over, groaned after being kicked. He huddled in the dust of the carriage and couldn't help coughing. He had never suffered such a humiliating end.
Originally he only hated Yan Wuyou, but now the entire people in the Prince's Palace disgusted him extremely! …
Yan Wuchou got on his horse, took the lead and galloped towards the shogunate.
Li Zhongyi, a rough man, looked at the dilapidated abandoned carriage in front of him and couldn't help but swallowed. Fortunately, there was no sign with the words "Prince's Mansion" on it. After wrapping his face tightly with a scarf,
Fang got on the carriage lightly. The cautious movement of driving the carriage was really not in line with his temperament, but there was nothing he could do about it?
If I'm not careful, I'm afraid this broken carriage will disintegrate in the street while walking...
Yan Wuchou single-handedly broke the carriage and arrived at the shogunate half the time it took to burn incense. The shogunate respectfully welcomed Yan Wuchou, who was the heir apparent and uncle with a gloomy face, into the front hall of the shogunate.
When Yan Wuchou sat down on the main seat and Mu Yanhui asked Uncle An, Yan Wuchou did not agree but corrected him in a deep voice: "It's the prince."
After hearing this, Mu Yanhui's figure shrank slightly. When things got serious, Yan Wuchou was so angry that he didn't even recognize his in-laws!
Mu Yanhui's heart was filled with anger. Chen'er, the traitor, had acted stupidly again! Mu Yanhui, who felt wronged, could only respond in a low voice: "No, Sir."
Yan Wuchou waved his hand to signal Mu Yanhui to take a seat, and then the two of them looked at each other speechless.
Mu Yanhui, who was sitting in the first place under the main seat, and the aggrieved Yan Wuchou, who had a gloomy face and said nothing, this little kid stared at half a stick of incense with a scrutinizing gaze, crying in his heart what a sin!
Until the shogunate's steward anxiously came to report: "Master, the eldest young master is back."
After hearing this, Yan Wuchou finally spoke: "General Mu, it would be better to go and fetch the young general in person."
Mu Yanhui agreed and hurriedly got up and followed the housekeeper out.
A moment later, Mu Yichen, who was tied up like a caterpillar, was carried intact into the front hall by the palace servants led by his father Mu Yanhui, who had a gloomy look on his face, and was placed in front of Yan Wuchou.
Yan Wuchou said coldly: "Relax."
Then he silently picked up the hot tea he had just replaced and drank it slowly.
Upon hearing this, the shogunate's housekeeper and two palace servants hurried forward to untie the eldest young master.
After loosening the ties, the housekeeper and the housekeeper helped Mu Yichen up without leaving.
Mu Yanhui, who had a gloomy expression, saw his son with scars all over his face. Although he couldn't bear it, he still said in a deep voice: "Chen'er, kneel down and explain."
As he spoke, he motioned with his eyes to the palace servants and maids to retreat, and there were only five people left in the hall.
With the support of the housekeeper, Mu Yichen slowly knelt down. He lowered his eyes and showed no emotion. His speech was a little slurred, but his tone was still cold and unkind and said: "I accidentally hurt the princess."
Mu Yichen only remembered opening his eyes and seeing her in close contact and then injuring her. As for the process of being so angry that he went berserk and fought with her twice, he had no memory.
But the loss of his first child with Su Xin so mysteriously became an indelible pain in Mu Yichen's heart! This hatred is irreconcilable! He must pay for this vicious woman, Yan Wuyou, with her life!
"Crash! Bang!" With two sounds, the teacup in Yan Wuchou's hand fell to pieces on the ground in front of Mu Yichen.
He said angrily: "Accidental injury? Within half a day, he attacked the princess repeatedly, and the third time he was unprepared and seriously injured the princess!
The powerful ghosts can't hurt the saint and the princess, but you, Mu Yichen, are even more powerful than the ghosts! "
Mu Yanhui hurriedly comforted him: "Your Majesty, please calm down. Mu Yichen dares to seriously injure the princess. The general will not spare him lightly."
After Mu Yanhui finished speaking, he looked at Mu Yichen and asked coldly: "Chen'er, do you have anything else to say?"
Mu Yichen, who ignored the butler's quiet and earnest persuasion, responded calmly: "Admit defeat."
Yan Wuchou almost died in anger, and Mu Yanhui was so angry that the mustache around his mouth was trembling! He shouted sternly: "Okay, I'll take care of you!"
The housekeeper was shocked when he heard this, and hurriedly pushed and persuaded the young master to quickly admit his mistake to the prince and the master.
But Mu Yichen, who was regarded as committing suicide in the eyes of others, lightly reminded him: "Since it is a family law, it should be implemented in the ancestral hall."
After hearing this, Mu Yanhui gritted his teeth and glared at Mu Yichen. How could this unfilial son have the nerve to suggest that he should go to Mu Yichen in front of his ancestors?
Do we have to lift the lid off the coffin of our ancestors?
Yes, after calming down, Mu Yichen blamed himself. Mu Yichen had an unshirkable responsibility for Xin'er's miscarriage, a big responsibility! He will repent before his ancestors.
Before Mu Yanhui could get angry, Yan Wuchou, who said he was considerate, responded readily: "That makes sense."
After saying that, he stood up and made a gesture of invitation in a good mood.
Mu Yanhui, whose face was as black as ink, clenched his fists tightly in his long sleeves. His reputation was ruined in one day! Looking at the two boys in front of him who also deserved a beating, God knows how uncomfortable it was for him to suppress it!
It may be uncomfortable, but once the words are spoken, they cannot be pursued!
Mu Yanhui said: "Steward, prepare family laws in the ancestral hall."
After saying that, without waiting for the butler's response, he directly picked up the bruised Mu Yichen and went to the shogunate's ancestral hall to enforce the family law.
Yan Wuchou didn't say a word and just followed him to watch the fun.
Before leaving, the anxious and worried housekeeper secretly ordered a maid to quickly go to the back garden to inform his wife and the princess to go to the ancestral hall to rescue the eldest young master...
In the courtyard of the shogunate's ancestral hall——
Mu Yanhui personally enforced the family law. He held a four-foot rattan whip and whipped Mu Yichen mercilessly while scolding him from time to time.
The two middle-aged waiters guarding the hall stood aside with expressionless faces. One was counting the number of whips, and the other was reciting the family motto at the right time.
Mu Yichen stood under the temporary single pole stand, raised his hands above his head and grasped the single pole tightly.
There were not only mottled old scars on his naked upper body, but also no less than ten bruises, redness and swelling on his front and back. At this time, there were dozens of torn and bloody whip marks on his back.
Mu Yichen's pale and bloodless face was dripping with cold sweat, but he clenched a wooden stick tightly in his mouth and endured it without saying a word.
The shocking injuries and whip marks made those present unable to help but turn their heads away, unable to bear to look directly at him.
Yan Wuchou couldn't stand it anymore, so he turned around and left silently.
But Mu Yanhui didn't stop. He agreed to a hundred lashes, but only received 30 lashes.
Seeing Chen'er's sweaty, pale and bloodless face full of forbearance, Mu Yanhui didn't show any mercy for this, and still hit Chenzi hard on the back.
The beating hurts my father's heart. I hope Chen'er can remember the consequences and never commit the same crime again in the future...
Qin Yaofang came after Mu Yichen received more than thirty lashes. When she saw her son who was so miserable, Qin Yaofang felt heartbroken for a few breaths.
But he didn't shout to stop, but Mu Yanhui took the opportunity to stop immediately and took out the wooden stick from Mu Yichen's mouth.
Qin Yaofang, on the other hand, stood in front of Da'er with a solemn expression and asked in a deep voice: "Does Chen'er know that he is wrong?"
Mu Yichen's face was full of sadness and self-blame, and he responded in a weak tone: "Mom, I know I made a mistake. Not only did I accidentally hurt Xin'er, but I also caused Xin'er to have a miscarriage."
Miscarriage? Mu Yanhui was shocked when he heard this, and understood. No wonder Xin'er was carried out of the carriage by Fang'er and carried back to the house. It turned out to be a miscarriage!
This Chen'er was really a bastard, and Mu Yanhui's temper immediately got worse. He stuffed the stick back into Mu Yichen's mouth and bit it, then helped his wife Qin Yaofang aside.
Turning around, he whipped Mu Yichen while shouting angrily: "Bastard Chen'er, not only did you break your heart, but you also ruined your own flesh and blood..."
Mu Yanhui gave Mu Yichen another dozen lashes regardless.
Su Xin - Xin'er, Yan Wuyou - Xin'er, Mu Yanhui made a mistake. Except for Mu Yichen and Qin Yaofang, everyone present in the shogunate mistakenly identified the person involved as the poor Princess Yan Wuyou. …
When the weak Yan Wuyou rushed to the ancestral hall with the support of Aunt Hong, Mu Yichen, whose hands were tied to the horizontal bar, was only 30 to 100 lashes away.
At a glance, he saw Mu Yichen's back, which was facing the courtyard door, and his skin was torn and bloody.
Yan Wuyou, who was extremely heartbroken, broke away from Aunt Hong's support, rushed over with all his strength, and used his body to block the bloody vine whip that hit Mu Yichen.
The bloody cane whip struck Yan Wuyou on the back, and the cloak was ripped open by the cane whip, bringing out cotton wool flying all over the sky.
Fortunately, Yan Wuyou's cloak was thick enough to prevent his skin from being ripped open, but he still felt a burning pain on his back. Yan Wuyou groaned and took a breath of cold air.
The sudden arrival and beating of the princess shocked the father-in-law Mu Yanhui's vine whip out of his hand.
Before his parents-in-law could speak, Yan Wuyou cried out, "My father-in-law, please don't hit Brother Chen again. Brother Chen didn't mean to hurt me, it was an accident."
