Cheng Yi was silent.

Zhishen smiled and said, "If the lord attacks me, someone will have to carry me out in three moments; Half an hour is so long, of course it's okay, are you stupidly standing here next to each other? ”

Cheng Yi sniffled. Laughing.

"Ah Yi is here waiting for the young master to come out."

"Stupid!" Zhishen looked at him and said helplessly, "Then you find a place to shelter from the rain." Go! Woo"

As soon as Zhishen entered the garden, he could only hear the sound of rain hitting the branches and leaves, which was extremely dense, and he walked on the path, and his heart was a little cold.

It rained for two days, and the woods were soaked in the moisture of the rain, and there was a smell of **leaves.

The sycamore leaves here are probably the ones I never sweep.

I heard that a while ago, the new rough servant in the family was more diligent and cleaned up the old fallen leaves, which made my father furious, not only asked the man to spread the rotten leaves and sludge back again, but also punished the man, and if anyone dared to touch the leaves here in the future, he would let the man be fined for three months...... Who has ever seen such a master, who still pays a fine for his work?

Sometimes, my father is really weird.

It's only been more than a month since you moved in, and as for the old rules, do you even keep the rules?

Zhishen looked up, the study was brightly lit, and the dark green handwriting on the plaque was embedded, and the four words "Tongyin Study" were written in Lishu, which was simple and clumsy. The glass windows of the study were draped with white curtains, and he couldn't see inside. He was just about to settle down, when he saw the door open with a "hula", and Lin Zhichen came out.

Zhi Shen especially wanted to smoke a few times at this time.

On that day, it was Zhixi who escorted Jingyi back.

Although he didn't approve of Jingyi leaving home without permission, he didn't want to see her come back to suffer this crime.

But if he thinks about it again, what can he do? Didn't his father ask him to bring Jingyi back? Can we still hope for a rebellion against my father? Thinking about it like this, he wanted to slap his mouth even more, if he hadn't talked too much, maybe Jingyi wouldn't have been discovered so quickly...... Who knew that after school, his father would suddenly ask him to go to the study for questioning, who knew that he only said "Xiao Shi's lesson today", and his father immediately noticed that something was wrong?

Only then did he know that the tenth sister did not have a day at all this semester, and she was in class all day!

He didn't know, but his father knew......

The father only said to him, "Do as I said before." ”

He watched Zhixin go out - he didn't know what his father was talking about before, and he didn't know what Zhixin was going to do, only that something bad was going to happen...... Then, sure enough, something went bad. He only felt chills. In the past few days, I have been thinking about my father's indifferent expression and tone, as if he had been waiting for something to happen, and the victory was in his hands.

The more I thought about it, the more chilling I felt......

Look at Lin Zhixin cautiously.

Zhiyan's eyes were faint. The Ninth Young Master didn't have a good eye, he could see it. He doesn't explain either. No matter what kind of attitude Zhishen has towards him, whether it is laughing or scolding, he always takes it calmly and never says much.

He reported: "Master, the Ninth Young Master has arrived." ”

"Come in." There was a low, majestic sound from inside.

Zhishen's eyelids jumped. With a heartbeat, he stepped into the study.

The door was closed behind him by Lin Zhixi. Zhishen lowered his head, looking at the water stains on his toes, and the wet patches of more than half a foot on the gray silk robe; On the green brick floor, there was a gray shadow, motionless...... Zhishen felt the moisture on his back invade his skin.

"Father." Zhishen shouted.

His father didn't answer him, and he didn't dare to look up.

Even if he didn't look at it, he also felt that in this gloomy study, his father, sitting behind the desk, was looking at him with cold eyes like a statue with moving eyes.

"Zhiyi." Cheng Shiyun spoke.

"Yes, sir." Lin Zhixin took a few steps forward and walked in front of Zhishen. Zhishen raised his head at this time, looked at Lin Zhixi, a little surprised, and turned to look at his father, Cheng Shiyun, who was sitting behind the desk, was writing something with his head down.

"Search." Cheng Shiyun said.

"Ninth Young Master, I'm offended." Lin Zhichen said.

Zhi Shen was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously wanted to block Zhi Yan's hand. On weekdays, when he and Zhixin often have tricks, they are also familiar with each other's routines. But he also knew that Zhixin usually kept a few points with him, and he really started to move, for example, right now, he didn't have time to react further, when he saw Lin Zhixin stretching out his huge palms, below his shoulders, and with a touch, he reached inside, took out the key he had hidden from the pocket of his shirt, and put it in his hand.

Zhishen hurriedly grabbed it, where did he win the agile Lin Zhixin?

Zhixin handed over the key with both hands, and saw that Master Cheng did not say anything, so he placed it next to the inkstone.

The sweat on the forehead is suffocating.

"Father's ......"

"You're so daring." Cheng Shiyun put down the brush in his hand and didn't look at it carefully.

His tone was still faint, as if it didn't have much weight.

But he knew his father's character. Even if you want to kill someone, you will be silent.

His mind was racing sharply, and he suddenly lifted his robe and knelt down, "Father, you may listen to your son?" ”

Cheng Shiyun watched Zhishen kneel down, slowly opened the cigar box, took out the cigar stick, tore off the thin one, and Zhiyan stepped forward and lit the cigar strip for him with a match.

"Say it." Cheng Shiyun twisted the cigar strip, approached the cigar, and inhaled slowly. A faint puff of smoke rose up. Zhiyan stepped aside in the faint smoke and became a deeper shadow.

"Uncle and aunt can agree with the third cousin's proposition, why can't my father fulfill Jingyi?" asked cautiously.

Cheng Shiyun looked at his youngest son and said, "Go on." ”

"Father, Dai Mengyuan used to be my classmate and friend. In terms of character, I can pack a ticket, Meng Yuan is first-class; In terms of learning, Meng Yuan is many times stronger than me; On Family History...... Father, the Dai family is a serious scholar, and the ancestor of the Dai family ......" Zhishen still has to say, but looking at his father's eyes looking at him, the tip of his tongue seems to lick the ice, and he is numb for a while. But the next words, he felt that he couldn't help but say it, so he turned to say: "Father, you also say on weekdays that you respect scholars the most, and Meng Yuan is such a scholar. Every year, he received a first-class scholarship at St. John's Medical College. Whether it is the Ministry of Education or St. John's students studying in the United States, he refers to it, and it is among the best...... Father, such an ambitious and talented person, is a good match for the tenth sister. Besides, it is the true love of the tenth sister, why can't my father fulfill it? Even people who don't know a few big words are talking about it, no matter how good the Tao family is, Tao Xiang is in line with your heart, after all, it is not the desire of the ten sisters. If you look at the attitude of the tenth sister again, she will not do it anyway. Father, please ...... Consider ...... again"

"Caution." Cheng Shiyun looked at his son in a deep tone.

"Yes, father." Cheng Zhishen looked up at his father.

"Dai Mengyuan has already left for the United States, you won't know this." Cheng Shiyun said.

When Zhishen heard his father say this, he lowered his eyes and simply admitted: "I know." It is precisely because of this that if he returns to China after completing his studies in the future, the most important thing he lacks is a good future. ”

Of course, Dai Mengyuan set off...... Otherwise, how could Jingyi leave Beiping and go to Shanghai? That's because on the ship from Shanghai to New York, the China, there was Dai Mengyuan. She's going to follow in his footsteps.

Zhi Shen couldn't help but want to be clearer. He is a man, and he may not have such determination as Jingyi. To resist his father's authority, he must also be considered. After all, there are too many ties and interests, and he can't put them all aside.

So he felt that this simply touched him like never before.

Cheng Shiyun looked cautiously.

Every subtle expression on Zhishen's face did not escape his eyes.

He didn't have to move, and waited for him to continue.

Just like what his youngest daughter Jingyi swore in front of him a few days ago......

Zhishen looked at his father's calm expression, and what gradually came to his ears was all Jingyi's stubborn appearance when his father beat Jingyi that day - he rushed to inform his mother because he had a premonition that something bad was going to happen. The aunt was also with her mother, and she was so shocked by the news that she almost fainted. The aunt was about to see her father, but was stopped by her mother. Wait, maybe things aren't that bad.

They all knew that what their mother was talking about was nothing more than hope.

They all looked at Aunt Wei, but Aunt Wei just didn't speak.

No one knew what she was thinking.

However, in fact, it was only for a moment, and he felt that in fact, Aunt Yu hoped that Jingyi could succeed...... He would never dare to say it. Just like when he watched his father beat Jingyi, he also had this thought.

When Jingyi was brought back, she was wearing old clothes that she didn't know where she got them, and her hair was scattered, so she was taken directly by Zhiyi to see her father. He heard Xin'er be the first to run over, and Jingyi was kneeling on the ground.

The father asked, "How did you agree to be a father in the first place?" ”

Jingyi didn't answer.

With a gloomy face, the father turned around and pulled out the whip he was carrying from Zhi Yan's body, and whipped it on Jing Yi's body.

It's a ruthless one.

Jingyi didn't say a word, didn't argue, and didn't accept softness.

The more this happened, the more angry my father became.

The whip slammed into Jing Yi's body, quickly tearing her clothes and removing her flesh...... Jingyi still didn't shout, didn't scream, didn't cry, just gritted her teeth.