Li Xuanqing did not leave, but stood in place, looking at Wei Hong's back with complicated eyes. From childhood to adulthood, no man has ever made Li Xuanqing so entangled, and now Wei Hong has done it. This damn Wei Hong, first a white wolf with empty gloves, became a partner of Hongyuan Commercial Bank without paying a penny, and then he didn't know what kind of tricks he used to deceive Li Ruohua's heart. Now that he has come to the capital, he has suffered such a catastrophe, and he can't say a word. Li Xuanqing bit her lip and thought viciously in her heart, does my Li family owe you? You damn bastard! Although he cursed Wei Hong in his heart, Li Xuanqing still gritted his teeth and walked over, and rushed to Zhijie and Li Jing to salute and excuse Wei Hong: "Li Xuanqing has seen Lu Guogong, Wei Guogong. This Wei Hong came to the capital for the first time, he didn't understand the rules, although he broke into such a big disaster, but he was a first-time offender, please deal with it as appropriate. ”

Li Jing was very familiar with Li Xuanqing and knew that Li Xuanqing was a talented woman, so he replied very respectfully and said with a smile: "The old man called Miss Li here, and he didn't plan to make a big deal about it, Miss Li can rest assured." ”

Hearing this, Li Xuanqing breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank you for the grace of the Duke of Weiguo." ”

Looking at Wei Hong and the others who were kneeling on the ground, Li Jing's face changed, and he pretended to be angry and said: "Although the old man appreciates the affection and righteousness between you, this does not offset the mistakes you have made!" The old man will ask you, do you admit to beating or punishment? ”

"How do you say if you admit beating, and what do you say when you admit punishment?" Cheng asked silently.

"Admit it, and now drag you out, and each of you will be beaten with a hundred sticks. admits punishment, and runs around the old man's mansion ten laps! ”

A hundred sticks can break pelvic bones, and this is no joke. Even if you can carry it, don't want to get out of bed and walk without three or five months of recuperation. Compared with a hundred military sticks, the punishment of running thirty laps around the Wei Gongfu is more human. The circumference of the Wei Mansion is about four miles, and ten circles are forty miles, gritting his teeth, he will run down with a hard head, and at most he will rest in bed for a day tomorrow when his legs hurt. Knowing that Li Jing had already been extrajudicial and didn't want to pursue it, the five people chose to admit punishment very well. supervised by Cheng Zhijie, he ran around the Wei Mansion. For Cheng Chumo and Yu Chi Baolin, it was the same as playing. Although Wei Hong is not as good as the two, he can barely hold on. But Fang Zhizhi and Du He, the two sick seedlings, are finished, and compared with the other three, these two people are typical third-level cripples, not to mention running, they are out of breath when they walk fast. Before the lap was finished, the two of them clutched their stomachs and panted like cows, fell to the ground and refused to get up saying anything.

Cheng Zhijie didn't care so much, he kicked the two of them on the buttocks, kicked the two of them grinning, and the ghosts cried wolf.

Fang Zhizhi covered his buttocks with one hand and his chest with the other, and wailed: "Uncle, just spare us, we really can't run." ”

Du He also chimed in: "Don't say ten laps, even if it's one lap, we can't run down." Or...... Otherwise, you let my father take me back, even if I am scolded, it is better than throwing my life here. ”

Cheng Zhijie couldn't look at the weak appearance of the literati, but seeing that these two people were so cowardly, Cheng Zhijie had no reason to be angry. Stretching out his big hand like a tiger's claw, he forcibly dragged the two of them up from the ground, and with a force on his hand, he pushed the two people several meters away, just to push them to the side of Wei Hong and the three who were waiting not far away. Cheng Zhijie said impatiently: "I don't care how you run, as long as you can run down these ten laps." Run! The old man has to go back to sleep, and he has no time to accompany you here. ”

It seems that Lao Cheng will not stop until he finishes running. Helpless, Wei Hong and the three of them could only support these two drags and run slowly. Originally, according to the speed of Wei Hong's three people, the ten laps were completed in an hour, but in order to support Fang Zhizhi and Du He, the speed was greatly reduced, and it took three hours to finish. When the run was over, the sky was hazy, Lao Cheng was willing to leave, Cheng Chumo said goodbye to Wei Hong and others very well, and followed Lao Cheng's ass home without saying a word.

Fang Yizhi and Du He couldn't stand up anymore, regardless of their identity, they leaned on the corner of the wall and slowly lowered their bodies, lying on the ground and falling asleep. Wei Hong and Wei Chi Baolin glanced at each other, stood up with a sense of heart, patted the dust, and turned to leave. As for Fang Du and the others, someone will come to pick them up, so there is no need to worry. When I walked to the front door of Weigong Mansion, I found that there was a carriage parked in front of the door, which seemed to be the carriage of Hongyuan Commercial Bank, but I didn't expect Li Xuanqing to leave yet.

Yu Chi Baolin looked at the carriage, a trace of envy flashed in his eyes, and after saying goodbye to Wei Hong, he walked home on his own legs. After seeing Yu Chi Baolin leave, Wei Hong got into the carriage, but saw Li Xuanqing covered with a white veil and fell asleep inside. Wei Hong didn't wake her up, and softly urged the coachman to drive back to Hongyuan Commercial Bank.

The driver knew that Li Xuanqing was still sleeping, so the speed of catching the car was very slow and steady. Wei Hong was physically and mentally exhausted and sat in the corner of the carport, too many things happened this night, impacting Wei Hong's senses and receptivity, making Wei Hong a little difficult to digest. looked at Li Xuanqing, who was lying next to him sleeping peacefully, his face was not lofty and arrogant, and he was no different from ordinary people who were calm and calm. Under Li Xuanqing's infection, Wei Hong also fell asleep unconsciously. When I woke up again, it was already afternoon, the carriage stopped at the back door of Hongyuan Commercial Bank, and Li Xuanqing was gone, but the white veil she was covering when she slept was on Wei Hong's body. The white yarn exudes a faint aroma that is intoxicating. Stroking the silky white yarn, Wei Hong suddenly felt that his behavior last night was a bit excessive, although Li Xuanqing was arrogant, but after all, she was a woman, so old and alone, working alone in the capital, the bitterness of which only she could understand. The cold and arrogant appearance is just a disguise for her bitter heart.

"Childe, you're awake." When Wei Hong looked at the white yarn in his hand in a daze, the forty-year-old coachman lifted the curtain and stuck his head in.

Wei Hong didn't reply, got out of the car with the white yarn, and dragged his still somewhat tired body into the yard along the back door. After returning to the residence, Wan Niang and Ruohua were sitting in the main hall chatting, and when they saw Wei Hong coming back, they hurriedly got up to greet them. Li Ruohua, who has been served since he was a child, very virtuously brought the prepared basin to Wei Hong, and said softly: "Wash your face." ”

Wei Hong handed the white yarn to Wan Niang beside him and washed his face briefly. After washing her face, Wan Niang put the white yarn on the bed casually, and instructed the servants to bring porridge and vegetables to Wei Hong to satisfy his hunger. Wei Hong was already so hungry that his chest was pressed against his back, so he was not polite, so he sat down and ate.

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