Elder Yang Ge's order was carried out by Yu Jiancheng gladly, and immediately asked the servants to get the special staff for execution.

In the end, the two sons of King Shen still did not escape the fifty boards, and they were still spanked in front of everyone, and by the time the punishment was over, the place was already bloody and miserable.

"Rao... Spare your life... I... I don't dare anymore..."

After Shen Gongzi said this, his eyes turned white and he fainted, and even if Wang Gongzi's flesh was rougher, he was beaten to only half a life, lying there and humming.

The onlookers applauded from beginning to end, and they all applauded, and they were already dissatisfied with this kind of coming in through the back door.

And the rest of the people all praised Yang Ge's impartial attitude, but in the eyes of the old bustard elephant mother in Saijiangnan, the most admired person was someone else.

"Lu Gongzi is really a god, how could he know in advance that there is a big man who will make decisions for us?"

Just when the elephant mother sighed, a turtle boy whispered:

"Mom, look, the Shen family and the Wang family are here..."

"Oh?"

The elephant mother looked at the turtle father's hand, and sure enough, two rich-looking men in their forties came to Yang Tinghe with the attendants.

"We've done everything we need to do, let's withdraw."

With a wave of her hand, the people of Saijiangnan quickly disappeared from the crowd as if they had been rehearsed in advance.

When the two middle-aged men saw Yang Tinghe, they knelt down in the street and cried:

"Ask Yang Ge to open up the net and give the dog a way out."

Yang Tinghe was stunned:

"You're the father of the two?"

"Exactly."

"What mistakes they made, I think you know better than me, and the next thing, because the prisoner took over, it is useless for you to beg me."

Yang Tinghe said, calling Yu Jiancheng aside.

"Pavilion Elder..."

"You have the unshirkable responsibility to rectify the Guozijian, and within three days, this official wants you to submit the list of unqualified prisoners to the cabinet, and there must be no mistakes."

"The subordinate officer takes the order."

"Well, you must record this case truthfully, and the merits and demerits are determined by the court..."

Hearing this, Yu Jiancheng knew that he was expected to be promoted, and he couldn't help but be secretly happy.

"The lower officials must live up to the cultivation of the imperial court and the teachings of Yang Gelao..."

Yang Tinghe nodded, and under the gaze of everyone, he turned around and left, got on a sedan chair not far away, and headed towards the end of Chengxian Street.

After Yang Ge left, Master Shen and Master Wang turned their direction in a playful manner and knelt down towards Yu Jiancheng.

"Lord Yu... Please also let go of the dog, the grass people are a businessman, and they don't know the stakes in it, so they made a big mistake..."

"My lord, the grass people are willing to make compensation for this matter, and my son will not do anything more, so you can let him go."

The two old men begged hard, but Yu Jiancheng was still pale:

"The state has national laws, the family has family rules, and the supervision rules of the national prison cannot tolerate sloppiness! Someone came, escorted the two of them back to the prison for further interrogation, and before the truth came out, the idlers were not allowed to visit! ”

"Yes, sir!"

After the servants received the order, they carried the two sons of King Shen with long sticks and quickly carried them into the Guozijian.

At this time, Wang Yunfeng came to his senses, and just saw Yu Jiancheng arranging follow-up matters, and called:

"Yu Jiancheng, what about Yang Ge's old people?"

Yu Jiancheng had a cold face and arched his hand:

"Elder Yang Ge has handed over the rectification of the Guozijian to the lower officials, so don't get involved with the sacrificial wine, right?"

Wang Yunfeng knew that the general trend had gone, and he couldn't help but sigh, and his whole person was paralyzed.

And Yu Jiancheng shook his official sleeves, straightened his waist, and strode into Jixianmen.

At the end of Chengxian Street, Yang Tinghe's sedan chair had just appeared, and Yang Shen had been waiting for a long time and hurried up.

The sedan chair slowed down, and Yang Tinghe gently lifted the sedan curtain.

"Dad, how's it going?"

Yang Tinghe glared at him, but he didn't care about his son's recklessness at all, and said in a flat tone:

"Sure enough, as you said, the Guozijian is quite lively."

"My son can see it from afar, Dad, have the two prisoners been punished?" Yang Shen asked anxiously.

"In my nature, can I let them go? The father has already handed over this matter to Yu Jiancheng, and I believe that with his character, it will be handled properly. ”

Yang Shen breathed a sigh of relief and whispered to himself:

"Great, in this way, Brother Huai Zhen can make a difference..."

"Errand? What's the difference? Yang Tinghe frowned.

Yang Shen said:

"No... It's nothing, what my son said is that he can finally give an explanation to the poor students in the world. ”

Yang Tinghe knew that his son had some grudges in his heart, and advised:

"My father told you, don't get involved in the affairs of the court, and be careful of being used as a gunman."

Yang Shen plucked up his courage and said:

"The son obeys the ancient teachings of the sages, and is dedicated to the common people of the world, as long as the result is good, even if he is used, he is willing."

Yang Tinghe was stunned for a moment, and he didn't know what to recall, and after sighing heavily, he said:

"You're still too young, how can it be so simple on the merits?"

"Daddy..."

Yang Shen wanted to say something, but Yang Tinghe put down the sedan curtain and shouted "Go back to the house", and the sedan chair turned around and went away towards Yang's house, leaving him behind.

"Right and wrong, how many people in this world can tell the truth?"

Yang Shen looked at the sedan chair and said silently.

......

Jixian Xuan, Lu Wenjing gave the lady a live commentary, which was simply full of voice, as if he was at the scene.

Zhao Qianrou was so surprised that she couldn't close her mouth, and from time to time she said "Xianggong is really a god", "How could Xianggong know", "It's too much of a coincidence, Xianggong"...

Until the crowd in front of Jixian gradually dispersed, the two sons of King Shen got their due end, and Zhao Qianrou said:

"Xianggong is really not an ordinary person, no wonder Steward Liu always says that you are an unpredictable prophet."

Lu Wenjing smiled:

"I'm not an unpredictable prophet, do you believe it, the screenwriter behind this whole drama is Xiang Gongme?"

"Screenwriter? What is that? Xianggong has been saying some words that concubines don't understand recently, so don't be embarrassed for me. Zhao Qianrou said angrily.

"That's... That's our Shanxi dialect, and the screenwriter is... That, Mr. Talkbook? ”

"Oh, you're talking about Mr. Script? The concubine understood. It's just that it's a bit unrealistic to let so many people act according to the arrangement of the fair. ”

Lu Wenjing looked at her:

"Marry me, you will witness more and more unrealistic things, are you afraid?"

Zhao Qianrou's expression was firm:

"No matter how unrealistic it is, as long as there is Mr. Ben here, what's so terrible?"

Lu Wenjing's heart warmed, and he couldn't help but caress her little hand:

"Don't worry, lady, I won't let you slip up the slightest..."

Zhao Qianrou was a little shy, but she held back the affection in her heart and asked:

"Xianggong, there are a lot of people involved in your book, in addition to the official master of the Guozijian, there are also cabinet ministers, the most surprising thing about the concubine, is the old bustard you talked about, Hua Niang, how did Xianggong get acquainted with them?"

Lu Wenjing's heart chuckled, and a layer of sweat quietly broke out from the palm of the lady's hand.

He withdrew his big hand and pretended to be calm:

"Those who do big things are not informal, the people in Saijiangnan are all hired by me to do things, I have a pure money relationship with them, if you don't believe it, you can ask Uncle Liu..."

As soon as the words fell, Liu Si's voice came from outside the tea room:

"Young master, young grandmother, the old slave is bothered."

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