Hearing the order of the patriarch Qiao Baocai to punish his son Qiao Shuangxi, the clansmen were all taken aback, and they were dumbfounded, not knowing whether the patriarch's intention was true or false, so they didn't know how to deal with Qiao Baocai's order, and they all stood still in a daze.

"Didn't you hear me?" Qiao Baocai watched as no one moved, slammed the floor with his cane, gritted his teeth, and roared, "Are you all deaf?

"This has nothing to do with them," Qiao Xiaojing, who was kneeling on the side, said with a sad face and a weak breath, "All the mistakes are my fault, if you want to kill me, don't embarrass the two of them." ”

"I naturally know," Qiao Baocai said coldly, "All the mistakes are your fault, and your mistakes will be counted later, but the two of them are obsessed, and they actually obey you, listen to your slanderous words, and help you escape at the risk of being ridiculed by the clansmen. ”

"Their fault is because of me, and I will bear the punishment for both of them in their place. ”

"I know," Qiao Baocai glanced at Qiao Xiaojing and said disdainfully, "You have no face to live in this world, you want to die, don't worry, I will fulfill you." But before perfecting you, I also want you to take a good look and keep your eyes open, and everyone who has come into contact with you will be dealt with by the clan rules because of you, and all the injuries they have suffered will be because of you. ”

"You can do whatever you want to me, but, but he's your own son, you, how can you ......"

"My own son, in front of the ancestral family law, I am the head of the clan first, and then I am a father, come and execute!"

The two teenagers who were in charge of Qiao Xiaojing's execution squeezed out of the crowd, timidly came up to the stage, bypassed Qiao Baocai to the ancestral tablet, they put on incense and kowtowed, and then took out the long wooden box wrapped in red cloth from behind the tablet, one of them picked up the leather whip, the other picked up the wooden board, looked at each other, and didn't know which one to use.

"Whip?" asked the young man with the plank timidly.

Qiao Baocai didn't seem to hear the young man's words, and stood angrily without making a sound.

The young man with the leather whip put the leather whip into the wooden box, turned around, and whispered to Qiao Baocai, "Board?"

"Hit!" Qiao Baocai said viciously.

"Yes, how many?" asked the young man with the plank.

"Hit fifty boards, and you can't miss a single bit. Qiao Baocai gritted his teeth and said.

The young man came to Qiao Shuangxi's side with the order, don't look at this Qiao Shuangxi who doesn't hum or haha on weekdays, he is a complete soft egg, but he didn't expect that this time he was very hard, and he took the initiative to lie on the ground without waiting for others to give orders.

The young man picked up the board and seemed to be very heavy when he waved it, but when the board was about to fall on Qiao Shuangxi, he retracted his strength, and it was not as ruthless and heavy as everyone saw. He also said while playing the board: "If you feel pain, shout, don't hold back." ”

"Come on!" Qiao Shuangxi disagreed.

Everyone came back to their senses, some people whispered in the audience, and some people stared at Qiao Shuangxi who was lying on the ground and Qiao Baocai who was standing on the side angrily, and many people's eyes wandered over the father and son, of course, there are many people who like to watch the excitement of Hongxing, and every time the board hits Qiao Shuangxi, their faces will show joy.

"Seventeen, eighteen, nineteen......" The young man standing on the other side counted loudly, and every time he heard the sound of a board slapping on Qiao Shuangxi's body, he could hear this person's voice.

"Treasure," said an old man with a white beard, who seemed to see that the executioner was cheating, "I think it is better to forget it, and the child may not be able to remember it in this way." ”

"Give me a heavy blow," Qiao Baocai was a man who understood, and he heard the meaning of the old man's words, and reprimanded the executioner, "If you cheat for personal gain, you will have to eat fifty boards later." Maybe Qiao Baocai didn't want to give the clan a handle, but before the words fell, he walked over, snatched the board from the young man's hand, and personally beat his own son Qiao Shuangxi.

"Ah~" As soon as Qiao Baocai went down, he heard Qiao Shuangxi's heart-rending scream.

"Don't fight anymore," Qiao Xiaojing knew very well in her heart that if she interceded for Qiao Shuangxi, it would only increase Qiao Baocai's hatred for Qiao Shuangxi, and it would only make Qiao Shuangxi more seriously injured, but when she heard Qiao Shuangxi screaming, she couldn't bear to watch it like this anymore, so she begged, "I will take the rest of the board for him, you just let him go and beat me." ”

"You," Qiao Baocai gasped and glared at Qiao Xiaojing, and scolded sharply, "You shut up for me, it's not time for you to speak." ”

"Forget it," the mud baby dragged Qiao Xiaojing and whispered, "Don't worry about him anymore, Lao Tzu beats his son, no matter how heavy his hands are, no matter how ruthless his heart is, it is impossible to really beat his son to death." ”

"Look at me if I don't kill you today," Qiao Baocai scolded while beating, "Such a big person, it's just crazy and crazy on weekdays, and now she has done such a shameful thing, don't you know who she is?

"She's not the kind of person you say," Qiao Shuangxi defended, "She didn't do anything wrong, those things were forced to do by bad people, they were all imposed on her by others, she was a poor person, a victim." ”

"Brute, rebel! You say that she is a pitiful person, that she is a victim, and that she is a victim of grievances for such a person, what a perverse remark this is, and that there is no distinction between right and wrong, what use do you want? I will kill you today, lest others poke me in the back in the future. ”

"You fight," Qiao Shuangxi said coldly, "Since you say so, I'd rather be beaten to death by you." As the head of a clan, she was wronged and bullied outside, not only did you not help her, but on the contrary, for the sake of the so-called clan rules, for the face of you, the patriarch, you actually wanted her life, what is the difference between you and those bad people?"

"You brute, you have grown up, your wings are hard, dare to teach your father a lesson......" Qiao Baocai heard his son talk back like this, he was so angry that he almost went crazy, picked up the board, and was about to beat it hard, but his hand trembled, the board did not grasp it firmly, he flew out of his hand, and almost dodged himself, but fortunately he was held up by the young man standing on the side.

"Patriarch, you sit down and rest. The young man helped Qiao Baocai to a chair.

"You, you go, give me a beating, beat to death!" Qiao Baocai pointed to Qiao Shuangxi, whose buttocks were already oozing blood.

"I think," the mud baby shook her head and said, "Brother Shuangxi is right, Sister Xiaojing has been wandering alone for so many years, suffering a lot, and suffering a lot of crimes, as the patriarch, you should protect her, instead of listening to the gossip of devils and traitors, for the so-called clan rules, for the so-called face, to force a poor person to death." ”

"You," Qiao Baocai stood up on crutches, pointed to the mud baby and said, "You think you will be fine, you wait for me, and I will clean you up after cleaning up Double Happiness, the three of you, no one is indispensable." ”

"I think you are an elder, that's why I call you uncle. Don't forget that I'm not your Qiao family, and your clan rules have nothing to do with me. Hmph......" Mud Baby sneered, shook her head, and disagreed.

"Little brute, I think you want to rebel!" Qiao Baocai picked up the crutches and hit the mud baby's head, the mud baby grabbed his crutches, he couldn't move, held each other for a few seconds, the mud baby pushed back, he took a few steps back, if it wasn't for the crutches in his hand to support, he would definitely fall in front of everyone.

That Qiao Baocai is an extremely smart person, he knows that this mud baby is small, ignorant, and wild by nature, and he is worried that he will do something excessive in front of everyone, and it is still him, the patriarch, who is ashamed, so he immediately stopped arguing with the mud baby, but turned his head and reprimanded the executing young man: "Standing with a wooden plank, why don't you do it?"

"Thirty-three, thirty-four......" Only then did he start the execution of Qiao Shuangxi again.

"Let's fight," Qiao Shuangxi grinned in pain, but he didn't stop, on the contrary, he talked more, he said, "Even if you beat me to death, I won't accept it, you guys are careless about human life, this is quite unreasonable, you don't distinguish ......between right and wrong."

"Hit hard," Qiao Baocai said in order for Qiao Shuangxi to shut up, and at the same time to block the mouths of the clansmen, he couldn't let Qiao Shuangxi say all those "foolish words" and disturb the hearts of the clansmen, so he roared angrily, "Use your strength to feed, beat, beat me hard, beat him until he begs for mercy, beat him until he softens, and beat him until he understands right and wrong." ”

The executioner was not stupid, he knew that the patriarch was angry at this time, and asked him to beat Qiao Shuangxi fiercely, but after all, Qiao Shuangxi was his own son, after the anger was gone, the father and son were still father and son, Lao Tzu felt sorry for his son, and when he saw the scars on his son's body, he would definitely be angry with the executioner, and at that time, there would be no chance for revenge...... So the executioner boy did this before, picked up the board fiercely, and put the board down fiercely, but Qiao Shuangxi's body slowed down when he was near.

In this way, Qiao Shuangxi's fifty boards were finished, and his buttocks were still broken in many places, and he was supported to kneel in front of the ancestral tablet to reflect, but whenever he accidentally hit his feet with his buttocks, he would be like an electric shock, his upper body suddenly straightened, and he would let out a miserable scream.

"Kneel well, reflect. Qiao Baocai ordered viciously.

"Patriarch," said the young man with the plank in his hand, "please tell me if the plank is put back in the box!"

"Fight, fight, beat......" Suddenly the clansmen in the audience shouted again, but they didn't know who they were referring to by "beating", whether they would continue to beat Qiao Shuangxi, who had just finished fifty boards, or beat the somewhat rebellious mud baby, or beat Qiao Xiaojing, who was covered with scars and only half a life left.

"Niwa, because he is young and ignorant, then beat him with thirty boards as a punishment, and he can't be less. ”

"Yes!" replied the young man.

"Who dare?" suddenly someone in the crowd shouted.