Chapter 1150: If You Can't Resist......

Changsun Jun was stunned by Cheng Chubi's punch, and he was stunned for a long time, even when Changsun Jun arrived, he was still a little delirious, and his mind was dizzy. Until Li Siwen's whip, it was completely sobered him up......

A whip went down, a red whip mark, a hot pain.

Along the way, Changsun Tang shouted loudly, several teeth were knocked out by Cheng Chubi, and the bridge of his nose probably collapsed...... The whip marks on his body were even more painful.

Hugh saw him arrogant and domineering in front of people, but in the end, he was just a son of a family, a darling who grew up in a honeypot, where did he experience such pain?

He didn't think that Jingzhao Mansion could do anything to himself, even if it was Fang Jun's territory? He is the son-in-law of the eldest grandson's family, and if Cheng Chubi beats someone without saying a word, he doesn't believe that he dares not to give himself an explanation!

He lay on the door panel and hummed, but no one paid attention to him.

Fang Jun's prestige in Jingzhao Mansion is not blown out, no matter what camp Jingzhao Mansion is in, who sees Fang Jun is not stunned from the bottom of his heart and fights between the two forces?

This eldest grandson didn't know whether he had eaten the bear's heart, leopard gall or lard, and he dared to kill Fang Jun......

Although the eldest grandson's family is a first-class gatekeeper, this kid is just a poor worm with only half a life left in the eyes of the patrols.

Half of its life is destined to be tossed by Fang Jun, as for whether that half of it will be left for Changsun Tang......

Only God knows.

Seeing that no one took care of him, the eldest grandson became more and more dissatisfied, and scolded repeatedly.

The patrols grew impatient.

When he arrived at the yamen of Jingzhao Mansion, a scribe stepped forward quickly and whispered a few words in Cheng Wuting's ear.

Cheng Wuting glanced back at the eldest grandson who was rolling freely, and ordered the patrol to send him to the prison first and wait for trial.

As for Cheng Chubi and Li Siwen, they sat swaggering in the hall, and even some scribes served fragrant tea......

"Why? It's a victim! Why did the victim go to prison, but the perpetrator sat down in a grand manner? You quickly called a certain general Fang Er, and a certain wanted to talk to him and say, such a communiqué personal vendetta, believe it or not, the Changsun family impeached him? ”

A scribe said lightly: "Fu Yin is recuperating in the palace at the moment, I'm afraid I won't be able to see you." As for impeachment...... My family is afraid of everything, but he is not afraid of impeachment. Is there still one less impeachment of Fu Yin from your eldest grandson family? ”

The eldest grandson was so angry that he yelled.

But no matter how he struggled, threatening and intimidating, the patrolmen did not hesitate, carrying the door panel and throwing him into the prison in the backyard, and did not pay any attention.

The eldest grandson was not too seriously injured, at least he could walk. The reason why people were carried back with door panels along the way was that he was really dizzy at the beginning, and second, he was also pretending to be pitiful and trying to gain sympathy as much as possible......

Now that I'm in prison, I don't have to pretend anymore.

It's just that he just got up from the door panel when a huge head appeared in front of him......

All the prisons in the world are the same, the light is not good, it is dark and damp, and the air is mixed with the smell of sour and disgusting. Before the eldest grandson could adapt to the environment from light to dark, a head suddenly appeared in front of him......

It was a big shock.

"!"

The eldest grandson screamed in surprise and avoided the old man.

A strange laugh suddenly occurred in the cell.

"Yo he! This feeling is the son of a family of the door valve, look at this fine skin and tender meat, tsk, the maintenance is really good, it must be more energetic than those watches in the kiln! ”

The eldest grandson looked up and saw the guy with a big head who came to him, showing a mouthful of uneven yellow teeth and smiling at him.

The light in those bronze bell-like eyes flickered and filled with ...... Lewd?

The eldest grandson shuddered, and involuntarily stepped back with his hands and feet, dodging a distance that was enough to be original.

He is a son of the family, and he is very familiar with the dirty and obscene deeds in the family.

These Shi clan characters who are bells and dine are born with fine clothes and food, and they can have whatever they want. They are tired of the unattainable lifestyle in the eyes of ordinary people, and they can be regarded as eating elixir and drinking jade dew, which is no longer tasteful year after year, day after day.

I'm tired of playing all the things I should play, and life is too boring, so I naturally have to play something that shouldn't be played.

For example, if a woman is tired of playing, then change to a man to play......

As for whether it's fun or not, you have to play it to know it, right?

The children of the family will specially raise some young, beautiful, and light boys for the use of silver mess, and the beautiful name is "**".

The original meaning of the word "娈" is "beautiful", and the radical is "female", that is, "a beautiful woman". It's a perfectly meaningful word, but it's artificially cloaked in a disgusting meaning......

In ancient times, there were allusions to "broken sleeves and peach" and "Longyang is good", but this practice is inevitably condemned by the world.

But since the Northern and Southern Dynasties, the wind of "**" has prevailed. From princes and generals to ministers and nobles, they are all proud of this.

Emperor Xiao Gang of Jianwen of the Southern Liang Dynasty once had a poem: "** delicate quality, practicing Dong Fu is super flawed...... Miao Nian is the same as a small history, and her appearance is better than that of Chaoxia; The sleeves are cut with wall brocade, and the bed is woven with fine flowers. The pants are lightly red, and the temples are slanted when they turn around; Smiling when he is lazy, the jade hand is climbing the flowers. Nostalgia is not a back fishing, and secret love is like a car in front of you, which will definitely make Yan Ji jealous, and make Zheng Nu sigh ......"

Lo and behold, this has elevated this great hobby to the height of art......

Xu Sanchou, a literati from Northern Qi, once said a very famous sentence: "If you don't go to the bed of **, don't enter the room of the lady of the season, obey the simple strategy, and don't know that old age is coming." This sentence is Xu Sanchou when answering the question of Emperor Xuan of the Northern Qi Dynasty, expressing his pure heart and few desires, but it is precisely from the opposite side that there are not a few nobles who "ascend to the bed of **" and "enter the room of the lady of the season", otherwise how could Xu Sanchou specifically raise this point to answer Emperor Xuan's question?

The Great Sui inherited the Northern and Southern Dynasties, and the Tang Dynasty followed it.

Not only has it been widely inherited in the political system and military system, but it has also been mostly inherited from the people......

At this moment, Changsun Tang looked at the green brilliance in the eyes of the big-headed man, and a cold breath rose from the bottom of his heart, and a layer of goosebumps rose all over his body.

"**" He also played.

It's just that at that time, he played with others, and he was definitely not playing by others.

But look at the big-headed man in front of you...... The burly body and strong arms...... No matter how you look at it, it's not a posture to be played.

If you are accustomed to playing with people......

The eldest grandson swallowed hard and spat, and threatened: "Do you know who so-and-so is?" Somewhere is a long ...... Woowoo woo ......"

Before the words fell, a person suddenly rushed over next to him and covered the mouth of the eldest grandson.

Two others pounced on him and grabbed his limbs.

The eldest grandson is desperately struggling!

But two fists are hard to beat four hands, where is his small body the opponent of a few big men? was flipped over and lying on the ground with his mouth covered, and his hands and feet were tightly pressed.

Someone laughed and said: "Boss, this kid is really good, this thin skin and tender meat, you come to eat the soup first, and when you are finished, let the brothers be happy and happy......"

"That's it! Boss, it's been more than a month since we were caught, and we have long been suffocated, and I don't care if he's a man or a woman, as long as there's a hole, we have to drill it. ”

The big-headed man smiled and said, "Good brother, we will share difficulties together, and we will naturally share blessings." Let Lao Tzu be cool first, brothers everyone has a share! Hurry up, rip off his pants, in case the jailer hears the movement and comes, wouldn't it be a good thing for us. ”

The eldest grandson was so frightened that his soul was about to fly!

What's the matter, Lao Tzu still has this day?

I don't need to ask, it must be Fang Jun's revenge on me and I want to kill him, so I found these pickles to insult me!

It's so ruthless!

The eldest grandson struggled desperately, tears came out, he would rather be stabbed by Fang Jun at this time than suffer such humiliation......

Could it be that the chrysanthemums that have been preserved for many years are going to be slaughtered today?

Someone reached under him and untied the sweat towel.

Then the pants are loosened, and the buttocks are cold......

"Woo woo woo ......"

The eldest grandson kept struggling and churning like an offshore fish, but to no avail. Several pairs of big hands pressed him to the ground, unable to move at all.