Chapter 134: You Know Your Mistake

Leave Luojing, go to Fengyi, and never leave Qingyang for the rest of his life.

Yang Zhaohua didn't have to think about it, and guessed that this could not be Empress Dowager Yang's treatment of her.

Then there is only Zhang Ying.

He figured it out.

It's just that she received her aunt's will, she felt even more ridiculous, she wanted to get rid of Zhang Xin's demon, and she wanted to drive Zhang Xin out of Luojing, but unexpectedly, the person who was expelled in the end became herself.

She made a lot of planning, worked hard, spent so much thought, spent so much money, and even broke an arm for the second brother, but she didn't hurt the demon in the slightest, and let the demon out of the court office.

How unwilling she is, how indignant.

My aunt's heart has gone to the armpits.

The accumulation and efforts of the past two years have all been in vain.

She found out that the people she recruited and the team she set up, when facing Zhang Ying, were like grasshoppers shaking a tree, they were so vulnerable that they fell down with a slight push.

"Qingyang is far away, Erniang is young, she can't go there, and she won't be able to go to Qingyang for the rest of her life, what the hell does it mean? Erniang is a girl, and she will marry in the future. ”

The Qin clan turned to Uncle Yang Guo emotionally and said, "Tiezhu, you go and beg Niangniang to let her retract her will and let Erniang stay." ”

"Ask for it, you ask for it yourself."

Uncle Yang Guo shook off Qin's hand, he also felt very aggrieved, he couldn't even keep his daughter, Yang Zhongshou also persuaded him to let the second lady leave Luojing and go to Qingyang on the grounds that he needed to recuperate due to illness.

also said: This pair of two ladies is already the best arrangement.

Because once it is made public, Erniang's reputation will be ruined, and the Queen Mother will not be able to hang on her face.

all blame Zhang Ying for that scourge.

"If you want to accompany Erniang to Qingyang, you will go to the palace to beg Niangniang."

Hearing Uncle Yang's words, the Qin family shook her head again and again, she didn't want to leave the rich and prosperous place of Luojing.

Suddenly, the voice that spoke was much sharper, "They are too much, our son lost half of his life, and that kid from the Zhang family is fine, and we are not allowed to fight the idea of the fourteenth mother of the Zheng family." The noble daughter of the scholar clan she wanted to marry for her son was also in vain.

The more he thought about it, the more angry he felt.

However, for the Empress Dowager Yang, she was afraid in her heart and did not dare to resist, so she could only complain to her husband Yang Tiezhu, hoping to move her husband.

Only this time, it was destined to be disappointed.

"You pack your luggage for Erniang, let her bring more people, and in addition, bring more money." Uncle Yang Guo remembered that the second daughter was particularly fond of Qian Bao.

When you are away from home, you can do things with money.

After a few days, this matter subsided, and he went to find his eldest sister again, and in the future, the taxes of Qingyang fiefdom did not need to be sent to Yang's mansion, but directly stayed in Qingyang, and the second daughter used it herself.

——*——*——

The April sky was overcast and there seemed to be a heavy rain coming.

In the courtyard of the outer study of Hehuifang Zhangfu, the atmosphere at the moment, just like this weather, is dull and tense.

Zhang Ying's staff, Bo, stood in the corridor one by one, holding his breath, not even daring to breathe, he could only watch, and the servants in the courtyard took long benches and wooden planks one after another......

Soon, Qilangjun Zhang Xin asked the servant to slip to the bench, and Lang Zhiying shouted: "Beat me, beat me hard." ”

The planks fell.

A crisp snapping sound sounded, and Mu Xing, Chen Yi and the others stopped talking one by one.

I heard Zhang Ying say sharply: "Don't persuade anyone today, I want to discipline my son well, lest he kill the king and father in the future, affecting the family and you." As he spoke, his sharp gaze swept over everyone on his side.

Everyone shut up and fell silent.

The sound of hitting the board echoed over the courtyard.

Except for the beginning, Qilang Zhang Xin snorted twice, clenched his teeth in the back, his lips were bitten and bloody, and he didn't say anything again, those black eyes, his eyes were wide open, with a strong hatred.

Zhang Ying went down the steps, walked over, and when he saw his son's appearance, his blood suddenly surged, and a fishy sweetness emerged in his throat, "Ah Gou, I let you practice martial arts since you were a child, so that you can strengthen your body, not to let you hurt people with a sword, let alone let you fight and kill." ”

After a pause, he scolded again: "Do you understand?" ”

In response to him, it was Qilang Zhang Xin who turned his head, and a heavy snort came out of his nasal cavity, revealing a thick unconvinced breath.

Zhang Ying was so angry that he smoked, "Okay, good, if you don't accept it, I'll beat you until you're convinced." ”

With trembling hands, he pointed to the servant holding the board, "Hit me, hit hard, keep hitting." ”

The board suddenly became heavier, the blood soaked the dark gray pants, the color was several times darker, and even the board was stained with blood, Qilang Zhang Xin only let out a muffled sound, sweat oozed from his forehead, but he held his face, and he didn't have the slightest intention of begging for mercy.

This is a competition with him.

Zhang Ying was so angry that he walked over, grabbed the plank from a servant nearby, and did it himself, beating it hard, and the servants next to him saw it and stopped their movements in a hurry.

Zhang Ying hit him several times in a row, and said in his mouth: "Do you know that you are wrong?" Have you changed your mind? ”

Except for the unbearable snort, there was no reply.

couldn't hear a response, the board in Zhang Ying's hand never stopped, even if he was panting and questioning, it was still over and over again.

The servants next to him were shocked, and the staff master under the corridor was thin, and he also saw the flesh jumping, looking at the crazy demon of Lord Lang, looking at the hard bones of Lang Jun, the father and son in the court, this is right.

If you continue to fight like this, something will happen, even Mu Xing looked at Chen Yi and asked softly: "Did you send the servants sent to the inner courtyard?" ”

"It's sent, when Lord Lang shouted and beat people, he sent his servants to the inner courtyard." Chen Yi hurriedly replied.

He was also very anxious, hoping that the eighth lady would come over soon.

After only a moment's pause, Chen Yi, who was so anxious, suggested again: "The eighth lady should be coming soon, let's go and stop Master Lang first?" ”

Mu Xing considered the feasibility of Chen Yi's suggestion, looked at his own Lang's main action of hitting the board, and had no intention of stopping, and after a breath, he nodded slightly, and then went down the steps.

Chen Yi hurriedly followed.

It's just that they haven't stepped forward to stop the lord yet, and the voice of Banniang Zhang Yu suddenly came, like a savior Bodhisattva.

Before anyone arrives, the sound comes first.

"Aye, Ago." The voice was eager, and there was panting, and it was obvious that he was running over.

The remaining staff members standing under the corridor quickly retreated.

As soon as Banniang Zhang Yu entered the courtyard, she looked at Aya who was holding the wooden board and looked back at her, and saw the eldest brother lying motionless on the bench, so she rushed over and hugged Aya's board, "Aya, don't beat Agou, he is disobedient, I will persuade him." ”

As he spoke, he knelt down holding the plank.

"Don't beg him."

In his ears, Qilang Zhang Xin's angry voice sounded, "I'm going to Liangzhou, kill me, I'm going too." ”

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