Fan's mansion is now divided into two houses, the courtyard is luxurious, the house is large, there are three study rooms alone, the study room that sounded a scream is in the west, leaning against the garden, it is the most loosely guarded among the three study rooms, and it is also the one that people can get closest to, suddenly heard a scream like killing pigs, and everyone in the garden was shocked.

After Fan Sizhen screamed, two women's screams immediately sounded in the study. Fan Ruoruo and Lin Wan'er lost their faces, stepped forward and pulled Fan Xian's arm, for fear that their father-in-law (brother) would be angry for a while, and kicked Fan Sizhen twice more and kicked him to death.

In the eyes of these two women, Fan Xian has always been a gentle, mature and steady young man, even if there are unhappy times, but he has never shown such a violent side, now looking at the heavy frost on Fan Xian's face, the second daughter couldn't help but tremble in her heart, she didn't know what Fan Sizhen did to make him so angry, but she still pulled Fan Xian's arm and didn't let him step forward.

After Fan Sizhen was led back to Fan's mansion by Fuji Zijing, he was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, and finally looked at the emptiness, begging Sisi girl who passed by the study, and secretly handed a message to her sister-in-law, asking them to come over quickly.

Fan Ruoruo and Lin Wan'er's aunt and sister-in-law didn't know what was going on, after entering the study, they listened to Fan Sizhen even calling for help, and made a few jokes, at this time, seeing Fan Xian's ruthless kick in the heart, they knew that the matter must be quite big, and the two little faces were white, and they looked at Fan Xian's angry face with a little fear.

"Let it go!" The words that came out of Fan Xian's mouth were like being soaked in ice for three or nine days all night, swishing with a cold wind, "Father already knows about this, no one should stop me again, I won't beat him to death......"

Fan Sizhen knelt on the ground and pretended to be dead, secretly glanced at it with his spare eyes, and found that his brother's expression was calm, and he said that he would not beat himself to death, and he was slightly relieved.

Unexpectedly, Fan Xian then said coldly: "...... I'm going to cripple him!"

While speaking, he easily pulled out of the arms of the two girls holding on to them, and in a fit of anger, he didn't have time to find a family method, so he directly grabbed the tea bowl on the desk, and threw it over with his head and face, and there was a crisp sound, and the tea bowl with hot tea smashed on the ground next to Fan Sizhe's head impartially!

Hot tea splashed, broken porcelain splashed everywhere, Fan Sizhen sighed, was burned in pain, and a few blood marks were scraped on his face, he no longer dared to lie on the ground and pretend to be dead, jumped up, cried and hid behind Lin Wan'er, crying and howling: "Sister-in-law...... My brother is going to kill me!

Lin Wan'er looked at the little uncle's bloody face, bluffed, quickly protected him behind her, stopped Fan Xian with an angry face in front of her, and said hurriedly: "What's the matter? What's the matter?...... What can't you say?"

Fan Xian saw the wolf appearance of Fan Sizhen hiding behind Wan'er, but he didn't relent, thinking about the dirty things he did, he was even more angry, pointing at him and scolding: "You ask him what he did." ”

Fan Sizhen was about to open his mouth to defend himself, but his chest was sweet, and he almost vomited blood, knowing the weight of his brother's kick just now, he was scared half to death for a while, and he didn't know if he would die like this?...... Sister-in-law...... I'm not going to make it...... Ahh

After a scream like a gossamer, Fan Sizhen was crooked, and lay down on the ground, which really startled the two girls, Wan'er and Ruoruo, and quickly squatted down, rubbing his chest and pinching Renzhong.

At this time, Fan Xian had already vented a little bit of his anger today, watching this kid pretend to be dead, he laughed angrily, and then saw that the door of the study was wide open, and some people in the garden could look at it from afar, closed the door of the study with his backhand, and said expressionlessly: "This kick can't kill you, get up for me." ”

Fan Sizhen saw that he was all ruthless, where did he dare to get up, he only lay on the ground and hid behind his sister-in-law and sister-in-law, hoping to drag his mother over.

Fan Xian had already sat behind the desk at this time, his face was expressionless, but he didn't know what he was thinking. Ruoruo cautiously handed over a bowl of tea and asked softly, "What building?"

Fan Xian slowly finished sipping the tea in the bowl, closed his eyes for a while, and said in a cold voice: "Qinglou." ”

Wan'er and Ruoruo were shocked again, the two girls' families were really frightened a lot today, but compared to Fan Xian's kick in the heart, although Fan Sizhe's opening of the Qinglou seemed a little absurd, it didn't make them care too much, most of the children of the powerful in Beijing had some secret business, although the skin and meat business was not very glorious, Fan Sizhen ...... It seems that he is a little younger, but ...... As for being so angry, with such a heavy hand?

Fan Xian sneered, took out a case file of Baoyuelou found by the Supervision Institute in one and a half nights from his arms, and threw it to his sister.

Fan Ruoruo took it with a puzzled face and looked down. The case file is not very long, but the bad deeds of the Baoyue Tower on it are clear, the evidence is conclusive, and there is no way to explain it, but it will be read in a while.

There was a mess before, which made her hair a little messy, and a few green silks fell on her forehead, which just covered her face and eyes, and she couldn't see her reaction and expression clearly, but gradually, Ruoruo's breathing became heavy, obviously with a trace of sad anger, and her lower lip sank into her mouth, it seemed that she was gritting her teeth.

Lin Wan'er looked at this scene curiously, and also wanted to know what was written on the case file, and wanted to go to the sister-in-law to see it together, but she was afraid that Fan Xian would take advantage of her absence and really come forward and beat Fan Sizhen to death, so she didn't dare to move.

............ Fan Ruoruo raised her head slowly, her face was quiet, but the frost between her eyebrows was particularly heavy, and a pair of calm eyes began to jump with anger, she looked at Fan Sizhen who was hiding behind her sister-in-law and pretending to be dead, gritted her teeth and said word by word: "You did all these things?"

The tone of the question was very calm, but the undercurrent under the flat waves made several people in the room feel a little uneasy. Fan Sizhen was brought up by his sister since he was a child, and in comparison, he was more afraid of this seemingly weak sister, and he was closer to Ruoruo, so he sat up slowly subconsciously, trembling his voice, and explained in great horror: "Sister, what's the matter?"

Fan Ruoruo's face was sad and disappointed, thinking to himself how did his brother become this kind of person? Tears had already begun to appear in his eyes, he bit his teeth, threw the case file in his hand, and smashed it on Fan Sizhe's face, and scolded sadly: "Look at it yourself!"

Fan Sizhen glanced at his brother who was sitting quietly, then at his sister-in-law, picked up the case file and looked at it, the more he looked at it, the more ugly it became-it turned out that what Baoyuelou had done, my brother knew everything!

At this moment, Fan Xian squinted his eyes and slowly stood up from the chair.

Fan Sizhen screamed, howled and jumped up, waved his hand desperately, and was so frightened that he couldn't articulate and explained: "Brother! I didn't do these things! Don't fight anymore!"

Fan Xian squinted at his younger brother and said coldly: "Kill people and set fires, force good people to become prostitutes, if these things were done by your own hands, I kicked you to death with that kick just now! But who are you? You are the big proprietor of Baoyue Tower, these things are not your nod, those little kings and calves of the country's family...... Do you dare to do it?"

Fan Sizhen trembled his voice and said, "Some things are done by the third child, and they have nothing to do with me." ”

"Fan Sizhe, Fan Sizhe. Fan Xian sneered: "If you said that you were thinking like a pig, you really didn't say it wrong, you thought you could wash yourself clean in this way? I still really underestimated you, and you actually became the big boss of the little overlord in Beijing, you are so capable!"

You're so capable.

Fan Sizhen's heart is getting colder and colder, although he is not very old, but his mind is exquisitely ruthless, knowing that his brother can't listen to his defense, he feels more and more wronged, crying and howling: "It's really none of my business!"

At this moment, he saw another image that made his soul flutter.

Fan Ruoruo calmly took out a stick that was no longer than an arm from under the desk and handed it to Fan Xian.

When Fan Xian came to Kyoto for the first time, Fan Ruoruo once hit Fan Sizhe's palm with a ring ruler, and the ring ruler ...... It is the small family law of the Fan family, so what is the family law?

It's a stick.

It's a stick with thick thorns wrapped around it.

It is a terrible stick that will make the skin of the tortured person open if it is hit.

In the entire Fan Mansion, there is only one person who is fortunate enough to taste everyone's law, that person used to be Si Nanbo's most favored personal entourage, relying on the power of Fan Mansion and Fan Jian's favor, he engaged in three or four in the household department, but was defeated by Fan Jian with a stick, and now he is still surviving in the grange outside the city, but his leg has long been broken and he is miserable.

When Fan Sizhen was educated when he was a child, he once saw the tragic state of that person, and when he saw Fan Xian weighing the "big man's law", he was immediately frightened into a fool, opened his mouth wide, and couldn't say anything.

Fan Xian walked out and said coldly to his wife and Ruoruo: "I am responsible for this matter, and the two of you can't escape it." ”

Wan'er silently stepped aside and stood side by side with Ruoruo.

Fan Sizhen watched the stick get closer and closer to him, and in his frustration, he actually stimulated the ruthlessness in his bones, jumped up, pointed at Fan Xian's face and scolded bitterly: "Sister-in-law, you don't listen to him...... Elder brother...... No! Fan Xian, don't act like a saint, what's wrong with me opening a jì courtyard? What's wrong with me bullying men and women? Who doesn't do this in Kyoto? Why do you want to beat me? You don't know what you think? It's just that you are not on the right path with the second prince now, and I just happened to lead you in and let you be blackmailed...... Cheng, you have lost face and your heart, why do you want to take out your anger on me, and you want to beat me to death?"

Fan Sizhen cried loudly: "If you beat me to death, what kind of brother are you! When I was in business, how did I know that you would fall out with the second prince? What does this matter to me, and you haven't sued me! If you have the ability, you will beat up the third child, and you will only bully me, a person who has no father and no mother...... What kind of ability! Aren't you the chief of the Supervision Yuan! Go and arrest the Yin of Kyoto Prefecture, and go to the palace to beat the third child! Go! Go!"

With a soft snap, he had already received a not-so-loud slap on his face, and he suddenly woke up and looked at Fan Xian, who was getting closer and closer, stupidly.

After Fan Xian listened to these bastard words, he was not good, although nothing was revealed on his face, but the green tendons on his forehead had begun to appear and disappear, nearly 20 years since his rebirth, it was the first time he was so angry today, the most important thing is that he really regarded Fan Sizhen as a brother, who knew that the other party would do such a thing, and he would say it so eloquently.

"Shut up for me!" He finally couldn't help but scold: "If you want to do business, I'll do it to you, if you don't have to do evil, how dare others come and blackmail me? Even if you are blackmailed, am I the kind of person who can be coerced? I want to punish you today, not for anything else, but because you should be beaten! This matter has nothing to do with the second child in the palace, and has nothing to do with the third child, Fan Sizhe, you have to be clear, this is your business!"

Fan Xian was sad and angry: "At a young age, you act so ruthlessly, I don't punish you, who knows what trouble you will cause for your father...... I have expectations for you, so I don't allow you to continue on this path at all. ”

"What is the second and third children? I'm angry with you, and I hate you, they are not my brothers, you are my brothers!" He stared at his younger brother's eyes, and said with a chill: "I checked clearly, fortunately, you didn't get involved in those things yourself, and it can be saved, since you have gone on a crooked road, I will use a stick to help you correct it." ”

As soon as the voice fell, the stick fell.

Under everyone's law, Fan Sizhen's pants between his legs were torn and fleshy, blood was overflowing, and finally let out a heart-wrenching howl, and the sound quickly spread throughout the entire Fan mansion, startling the subordinates in the garden, shaking Fuji Zijing and Deng Ziyue's subordinates, and frightened the children of the Fan Liu family who were waiting in the garden, and naturally made some people feel extremely distressed and uncomfortable.

The screams of the second young master of the Fan family kept echoing in the garden of the house, the poignant energy was really unbearable, and it was accompanied by Fan Sizhen's fierce resistance, and then it became a crying voice begging for mercy, and then it became a sad voice calling for help, and finally the voice gradually lowered, and in the faint cry, I could gradually hear the fourteen-year-old boy keep calling his mother.

............ "Master! Zhe'er is really going to be beaten to death!" The tear-stained Liu knelt in front of Fan Shangshu and hugged his legs, "You go and talk about it, let Fan Xian stop, this is enough to teach the lesson, what if you really die?"