Chapter 219: Severed Hand

The other small nursing home probably also looked at the young man pitifully, and couldn't help but say: "Boss, the academy has a nobleman, I'm afraid it's not easy to do it, right?" ā€

The little head reached out and pinched the young man's chin, and threatened in a low voice:

"If someone asks, do you know how to answer?"

The young man could no longer tell whether he was trembling or nodding at the moment, and he stammered and said incoherently:

"Know, know, Cheng Gongzi doesn't, it has nothing to do, I'm guilty."

"What else?"

"And, more?"

"Wounds on the face?"

"I—I fell on my own."

The little boss showed a fierce look and said viciously: "Fool! Can you fall out of a slap print? ā€

"I'm ......" the boy trembled even more, "I, I'm ...... myself"

The little head didn't wait for him to finish, and corrected: "Those two people just beat me." ā€

The boy's teeth chattered, and he glanced in the direction of the dark room, but there was no sound.

"You must know that the reason why the academy chooses a group of poor people like you to come in is to facilitate the care of those young masters, it is impossible for young masters to make mistakes, and you can only make mistakes!"

The little head patted him on the cheek and told him about his family:

"Zhao Guangbo, your father is a long-term worker, your aunt does laundry for a living, you have a thirteen-year-old sister at home, you are sixteen years old, and you are not young, it is time to be sensible."

The meaning of this could not be more obvious.

After the nursing home left, Zhao Guangbo, a thin boy, felt desperate because of his incompetence, and perhaps a little entangled and helpless.

He lay on his stomach in the grass, pounded the ground with his hands, and cried for a long time.

The window of the bamboo house was pushed open, and he was afraid of causing trouble again, and when he heard the movement, he was so frightened that he crawled away.

"Miss, he ran away."

This bamboo garden is not lived by others, it is Cheng Yijin.

Originally, she was arranged in a more beautiful place, but she saw that the environment here was quiet, not far from the school, and it was also a wonderful thing to hear the sound of reading in the morning, so she took the initiative to come here.

This time, Cheng Yi came over, in addition to her personal maid Zhuyun and her mother Li, who was a nurse since childhood, her brother also picked two female guards for her.

Cheng Yijin didn't seem to hear the maid speak, and muttered:

"Zhao Guangbo, his parents must have asked Xiucai to name their son, he is the hope of the family."

Mother Li saw that the young lady was absent-minded, so she said: "I ran away, I ran away, closed the window tightly, and didn't get into the wind, which made the young lady and the little boy uncomfortable." ā€

Zhu Yun immediately lowered the window.

"I always thought that Chunshan Academy was about learning and morality, but I didn't expect it to be like this."

What "no discrimination" and "education without class" is like a joke here.

Cheng Yi shook his head and said disappointedly: "Thanks to my father's praise for the academy, he is still actively applying for official treatment for him. ā€

Once there is a government and academic treatment, Chunshan College can enjoy a subsidy of up to 10,000 taels every year according to the number of students.

Mother Li poured a cup of tea and said with relief: "What the master did, the dean may not know. ā€

Strictly calculated, the dean of Chunshan Academy is a branch of the Cheng family in the capital, and in terms of blood, the relationship is closer than the Pingwu Cheng family.

This time Cheng Yi came over, and Cheng Jingxian greeted him.

The personal maid who grew up together since childhood can naturally understand her young lady's mind better than others.

Zhu Yun squatted beside Cheng Yijin and said, "Miss, anyway, we have to repair the book and go back to report safety, do you want to tell the young master about the things here?" ā€

Li's mother disagreed, "It's better to save more than one thing, Miss is here to recuperate, not to worry about it, why bother to care about these things in the academy?" ā€

After a pause, she added: "If Miss really wants to take care of it, then tell the dean the truth about this, the old slave looked at Dean Cheng yesterday, and he is also righteous and awe-inspiring, and if he wants to know the truth, he will not care." ā€

Is it?

Cheng Yi picked up the teacup and looked thoughtful.

She remembered the two faces she had just seen through the crack in the window.

It's clearly the regent and the princess, but how did the prince and the princess come here?

Cheng Yi was looking for a reason to go to the dark room to find out, and as soon as he arrived at the door, he ushered in Cheng Yuanwai's family.

?Darkroom.

The dark room has no windows, and the sunlight does not penetrate through the heavy wooden doors.

The nine-foot-high wall, three steps wide and five steps deep, is narrow and cramped, and it does not see the light of day, and it is impossible to even lie flat.

Shen Yangui took out the fire fold from his arms, blew it to illuminate the surroundings, and found that there was a line of unclear small characters on the wall:

"Establish a heart for heaven and earth, establish a life for the people, continue to learn for the saints, and open peace for all generations"

The special pause between the strokes is very similar to the painting hanging in Yang Qian's room.

Like Yang Qian's parents, with the help of several generations, they sent their children to the academy, thinking that the children could get ahead and shine on the lintel, but they didn't expect to send the children into the fire pit with their own hands.

If they knew the truth, they would probably rather their children live in poverty for the rest of their lives than come here, right?

"I have seen the study schools in Beijing and Yongzhou, and I have never seen any such a dark room set up to punish students."

If a person stays in such an environment for a few days day and night, he will not have to carry out additional executions, and his emotions will collapse and he may even go crazy.

Where is this place for teaching and educating people, it is clearly a cage that eats people and does not spit out bones.

Shen Yangui felt the marks scratched by his nails on the wall, "They will torture people." ā€

The darkness is changeable, Mo Chengying held her hand tightly, "Tomorrow at the earliest, they will pay the price for their actions." ā€

No matter where the hand covering the top of Pingwu City comes from, this time they will definitely cut it off completely!

Pingwu Zhixian is unreliable, to pack these things, you have to send someone from Beijing, when Mo Chengying and Shen Yangui left the inn, Poshan had already returned to Beijing.

The situation was already understood, and even if the academy was prepared, it would not be possible to raze this dark room to the ground overnight, and they really had to stay here and suffer.

Shen Yangui extinguished the fire and said, "Let's go back." ā€

The wooden door of the dark room and the two guards outside the door could not stand the two regent couples, and just as the two were about to break down the door, there was a rush of footsteps outside.

"It's in there! That's them! Pretended to be a student and infiltrated the academy, and injured the master! ā€

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