Chapter 45: Ambition Needs

"Wronged!" Zhao Tongzhi sneered: "Those who falsely accuse others, the crime is added to the third degree, you are a talent, Ben Tongzhi immediately reported to the government to learn the right, and first reformed your reputation, it stands to reason that the government should not beat you, after all, you have a meritorious name, and the official should not insult Sven, but you are a villain, if you are not severely punished, how to serve the public, come, pick up his scarf, and punish the official, beat, beat hard." ”

At the sound of the order, the officers had already rolled up their sleeves.

Master Zhou wanted to scream, but someone gagged him with a ball of footcloth, someone ripped off his pants, and the servants skillfully raised the water and fire sticks and slapped him on the buttocks with a loud snap.

Whining......

Master Zhou couldn't scream, and after only one buttocks, his skin was already open.

Although Zhao Tongzhi looked at Master Zhou and gritted his teeth, the corner of his eyes couldn't help but secretly look at Ye Chunqiu, things have come to this point, he can't care about the prefect's backlash, Zhao Tongzhi is even more worried that Ye Chunqiu will not give up, he saw Ye Chunqiu seeing that the case was reversed, what expression would be revealed, but he saw Ye Chunqiu pursing his lips, standing aside, looking at the executions calmly, from his face, there was no change in emotion.

Wickedness.

Where does this look like a teenager, look at the appearance of this Mount Tai collapsing in front of him and not changing color, it is really hard to guess.

Syllable...... Syllable......

After being beaten with a stick, Master Zhou's buttocks were already dripping with blood, and he wailed desperately, but he didn't know if he regretted not being at the beginning.

Ye Chunqiu just watched coldly, and at first he was a little unbearable, but then he thought that if Master Zhou succeeded this time, he was afraid that his current situation would not be much better than that of Master Zhou.

Call...... He breathed a sigh of relief, people's hearts may be so slowly hardened, of course, it is impossible to hurt people, but for people like Zhou Fuzi, Ye Chunqiu's eyes were wide open, as if he wanted to deeply imprint the scene in front of him into his mind.

After more than a dozen sticks, Master Zhou was almost out of breath.

Then an officer took a bucket of water and threw it on his face, and he was astonished to his senses, and then he was slapped with a fierce fire stick, and his eyes opened violently, and a whimper sounded from his throat.

After the beating, Master Zhou was so angry that he was immediately imprisoned and detained.

Since Master Zhou was a false accusation, then Ye Chunqiu naturally regained his innocence, the postman sent the letter to him, Ye Chunqiu carefully collected it, the two letters saved his life, whether it was Wang Hua or Huang Xin, maybe they didn't know that their unintentional actions saved Ye Chunqiu, Ye Chunqiu had to silently write down this favor in his heart.

Saying...... It seems that there is a lot of favors owed lately.

Ye Chunqiu smiled, and then heard Zhao Tong know: "Ye Xian's nephew ......"

is also a virtuous nephew, Zhao Tongzhi is quite thick-skinned.

Ye Chunqiu's face was calm, he couldn't afford this virtuous nephew, as for teaching Zhao Tongzhi a lesson, this was obviously a joke, he was a courtier, and he was not a court official who could be provoked by his own government, so he ...... Ye Chunqiu had a strange feeling in his heart.

In this world, no wonder everyone has to be called the master, no wonder the little two in the tea shop are called doctors, no wonder the husband is called the husband by his wife, this doctor is a symbol of knowledge, and the prince is the honorific of the doctor, in fact, in essence, this is just a by-product of the official standard, everyone wants to be a doctor, everyone wants to be a doctor, because this world is the world of doctors, ministers and masters.

Ye Chunqiu shook his spirits and continued to take the exam, he was still far from the real doctor and Xianggong, and he had a long way to go, after going back, he had to practice even more hard to write, and the structure of this article should be easy to figure out, even if he didn't try to make an article, he had to understand its structure, at least he didn't show his feet between conversations.

He smiled faintly and waved at Zhao Tongzhi: "The adult has proved the innocence of the student, the student is innocent, and the student is leaving." ”

The attitude is cold, but he still maintains a certain amount of awe, because he is an official and he is a citizen, such a person, Ye Chunqiu does not want to be with him, so he still goes farther.

Zhao Tongzhi's face was blue and white, and he smirked; "Come on, send the head of the Ye case."

He bit the first three words of the Ye case very hard.

After a lawsuit, Ye Chunqiu returned to the inn and clearly saw that many people had more awe in their eyes.

The impact of this lawsuit in the city is not small, although what happened in the yamen has not yet reached the inn, but everyone knows that Ye Chunqiu can escape with his whole body and come back safe and sound, and he is by no means an idle person.

The shopkeeper diligently served tea and water to Ye Chunqiu, and also prepared hot water to wash away the bad luck on Ye Chunqiu's body, Ye Chunqiu thanked him, and after taking a bath, he hastily ate some things, Ye San came back at this time, and when he saw that Ye Chunqiu was fine, he was surprised: "The young master is fine, I'm scared to death." ”

After that, he said angrily: "I heard that the young master provoked a lawsuit, and I don't have any ideas for a subordinate, I wanted to go to find Master Huang, but Master Huang went to Linxian County this morning to meet friends, and he really had no idea, so he went to find the eldest young master, and said that no matter what, the eldest young master is also a member of the Ye family, and it is impossible to see death without help, who knew that he heard that the young master caused a lawsuit, so he went back to Fenghua immediately." ”

Weird, isn't it?

Ye Chunqiu is very calm, counting on his eldest brother to be the hell, the people are warm and cold, not to mention Ye Chenliang.

Ye Chunqiu comforted the panting Ye San for a few words, and then took out two letters in the room alone, one was from Huang Yushi, just shh......h There is no nutrition, but it is reasonable, after all, everyone is not familiar with it, and there is no possibility of any substantive topic.

Wang Hua's letter made Ye Chunqiu cry and laugh, in other words, what does Wang Butang mean in the clouds? It was just a few reluctant greetings to the effect that, oh, I've heard of you, and then ...... No then.

There is just one detail, but it was captured by Ye Chunqiu, in this brainless letter, it is mentioned that Brother Yang Xian, saying that Brother Yang Xiandi and you are also fellow villagers, and the old man has occasional correspondence with him.

Ye Chunqiu finally couldn't help but laugh coldly, isn't Brother Yang Xian the one who plays chess? Wang Butang didn't say anything about chess directly, but he just brought Yang Xiandi with one stroke, and the truth was hidden in the details, which was very vague and wanted to learn chess with himself.

Do all the big guys like to play this kind of word game?

Ye Chunqiu smiled, but he was quite interested in Wang Hua's calligraphy, how to say it, he also had a calligraphy in his head, but although the light and shadow in his mind allowed him to carefully figure out the structure of the famous calligraphy, which helped him a lot, but now that a calligraphy was really placed in front of him, he had a completely different feeling.

Clearer and more intuitive.

There is a rushing temperament in the book, which is by no means comparable to the rubbings collected in the light brain.

Ye Chunqiu's heart moved, so he took out the pen and ink, spread out the paper, picked up the pen and began to copy, but he even forgot to reply, just wrote and painted, and in the blink of an eye, two or three hours passed, he felt that his whole body was sore, but while rubbing his hands and neck, he smirked, as if he had really made a little progress.