Chapter 147 Some people are happy and some are sad
After the second captain finished playing the five strokes of the imperial staff, the third captain was replaced to continue the strokes, and then the fourth captain was replaced to take over the last five strokes of the imperial staff.
Ouyang Zishi was very satisfied with these imperial staffs. They worked very hard in beating the imperial staff, and it was obvious that they had used all their strength. The entire imperial staff beating scene was like a slaughterhouse, with great momentum and cruelty.
, Zhu Pingan was beaten with every stroke of the imperial rod, his flesh was raw, and Zhu Pingan was beaten with every stroke of the imperial rod, howling at the top of his lungs like a pig being killed.
but
Nothing can be done, nothing can be done
But Zhu Pingan, this little bastard, is too tough!
Although Zhu Pingan howled miserably with every stroke from the imperial staff, the little bastard Zhu Pingan howled miserably, but did not hang up and did not even faint. On the contrary, Ouyang Zishi felt that the more miserable Zhu Pingan seemed to be, the more miserable he screamed.
Really happy.
He is really a country boy who digs food in the dirt. He is thick-skinned and thick-skinned, and his life is cheap. Even the Lord of Hell would not accept him.
Ouyang Zishi couldn't help cursing Zhu Pingan in his heart. He never doubted that the imperial staff released water from the beginning to the end. In his opinion, the imperial staff not only did not release water, but also hit him harder because he stuffed the banknotes.
Every stroke of the cane was extremely ferocious, with the intention of beating Zhu Pingan to death. Zhu Pingan's screams were so miserable that many onlookers cried.
It’s not that the lieutenants were incompetent, it’s just that Zhu Pingan’s life was too hard and his imperial staff was too infrequent. Zhu Pingan, a flatterer, didn’t forget to flatter the emperor first when interceding for Yang Ni.
The emperor made an exception and only ordered Zhu Pingan to be beaten with twenty-ten-ting sticks. If he could be beaten with thirty-ten-ting sticks, Zhu Pingan would definitely be beaten into a dead dog according to the way he was beaten today.
"It's a pity, Zhu Pingan, a bastard with mud-legged life, is too tough. I can't even beat him to death." Ouyang Zishi looked at Zhu Pingan, who was moaning more and more happily on the field. It was a pity that his teeth hurt.
, the whole face was distorted.
"Yeah, it's a pity that there are only twenty imperial staffs. If I could have ten more imperial staffs, I would definitely kill this little bastard." Luo Longwen beat his chest and feet in pity, as if he had missed a hundred million, and looked at Ouyang Zishi.
, sighing endlessly.
Yuan Wei also had a look of pity on his face, but seeing Zhu Pingan howling miserably after being beaten, he felt very satisfied in his heart.
"Snapped!"
After the last stroke of the imperial cane, Zhu Pingan howled at the top of his voice as usual. His hair was messy, his face was dirty, and he looked very miserable.
In fact, when he first hit the imperial stick, Zhu Ping'an screamed miserably. It hurt so much that he couldn't control it. It actually didn't hurt that much after that. But he was acting in a full set. Don't let people see that the imperial rod was leaking, and it would save Feng's life.
Bao also caused trouble to the captains. Of course, this was also a kind of self-protection. The worse he was beaten, the more dissatisfied he was with interceding for Yang Jisheng, so he could vent his anger.
Feng Bao listened to Zhu Pingan's miserable howl and felt extremely grateful to Zhu Pingan in his heart. He was the person who served at the feet of Emperor Jiajing all year round. His ability to observe words and emotions was several levels higher than everyone present. He was with you like a companion.
Tiger, can you do it if you don’t have high skills? Zhu Pingan’s usual way of howling at the top of his lungs was well-intentioned. He could see that Zhu Pingan’s shameless howl was to cover up the imperial staff and prevent himself from getting wet.
Waiting for others to cause trouble. You know, scholars are most concerned about face.
"Master Xiao Zhu, please take care of yourself and take good care of yourself when you go back. The Za family has to report to the emperor." After the imperial rod was beaten, Feng Bao said goodbye to Zhu Ping'an. As a prison officer, he had to carry out the execution at the imperial rod.
After finishing, go to Xiyuan as soon as possible to reply.
"Ahem, Eunuch Feng, please go slowly. Please forgive me for not being able to see you off." Zhu Ping'an lay on the ground, raising his hands tremblingly.
"Master Xiao Zhu, please don't move. You will be taken care of for the rest of your life. The Za family is leaving." Feng Bao stopped Zhu Ping'an with concern, said goodbye and was about to leave.
"Brother Zhu, woo woo woo..."
"Uncle, wuwuwu..."
Before Feng Bao could leave, Li Shu, Hua'er, Qin'er and the others were already crying and ran over. They pushed Feng Bao to the side as he was saying goodbye, squatted on the ground, and surrounded Zhu Ping'an to check his injuries.
I was so distressed that I burst into tears.
It's so nice to have a family, and it's nice to have someone who cares about him. Feng Bao looked at this scene with envy, bowed his hand to Zhu Ping'an from a distance, and turned around with his servants to return to Xiyuan to reply.
After all, it was a court staff. Although the water leakage was serious, after the Thirty Court Staff came down, Zhu Pingan's originally white and tender buttocks were now a mess of blood and flesh. The wounds were hideous and looked very scary. The surrounding linen was also stained with blood.
"Woohoo, how can I make it like this ..." Li Yan saw Zhu Ping's flesh and blood hips, distressed like a knife twisted, tears flowing down, trembling and fibrous jade hands wanted to touch, but again
Afraid of hurting Zhu Pingan, he stopped just one centimeter away from Zhu Pingan's butt, and his eyes were swollen from crying.
"Ah... Wuwuwu... My uncle's butt is smashed, how painful it is..." Baozi's little maid Hua'er only glanced at Zhu Ping'an's injuries, then made a trembling sound and covered it with her chubby hands.
He closed his eyes, and after a while, he slowly moved his chubby hand away, revealing a pair of rabbit-like red eyes, with bright tears rolling down his cheeks.
Qin'er couldn't help wiping her tears.
"Ahem, it looks scary, but it doesn't actually hurt." Although he knew they were concerned, but with these girls staring at his butt like this, Zhu Ping'an couldn't help but his face turned red. He was very embarrassed and coughed.
Comfort them.
"Liar, my butt is almost smashed, how can it not hurt..." Li Shu pursed her lips, her distressed tears falling down, and a few hot tears fell on Zhu Pingan's butt.
Tears contain inorganic salts, and falling on a wound is like spreading salt on the wound. Zhu Ping'an's buttocks trembled reflexively.
"I'm sorry, Brother Zhu..." Seeing this, Li Shu shed more tears.
"It's okay. Tears sterilize and disinfect, which is good for wound recovery." Zhu Pingan endured the pain, smiled, and comforted Li Shu.
"I know about disinfection, but what is sterilization? You are a bad person who always fools people. Just endure the pain and I'll let them carry you to the soft couch." Li Shu shed tears and stood up to greet Liu Dadao and the others.
Liu Dadao, Liu Dachui and the others had already prepared the soft couch. Now they brought the soft couch over and placed it on the ground under Li Shu's instruction. Then they carefully lifted Zhu Ping'an and placed it on the soft couch.
During the lifting process, the wound would inevitably be pulled, causing Zhu Ping'an to moan twice.
"Be gentle, be gentle..." Li Shu felt very distressed from behind and glared at Liu Dadao and the others several times.m.