"Zicong!" The eldest lady was eager to protect her son. She rushed over and stopped Su Zicong, almost crying, "Master, he is our son. How can you believe that outsiders don't believe him, Zicong?"
He is a good boy. You know better than anyone else that he was framed today. Why didn't you defend him instead..."
"Shut up!" Su Buqing sternly stopped the eldest lady from continuing.
This eldest lady is also the same. She has always been good at calculations and has a clear mind in her heart. Today, in order to protect her son, she suddenly forgot that the person who diagnosed Su Zicong as having Hualiu disease was Imperial Physician Jade. By saying this, she was undoubtedly scolding Concubine Zhen for framed Su Zicong.
murderer.
"Father..." Su Baixi also wanted to say something for Su Zicong, but was stopped by Su Buqing.
"The second young master is morally corrupt and has disgraced the family. If you come, you will be treated according to the family law!"
The so-called service method of the Su family is to tie Su Zicong's hands behind his back, hang him up on a century-old tree in the Xiangfu courtyard, whip him a hundred times with a whip dipped in salt water and pepper water, and then hang him up.
Exposed to the scorching sun for a day and a night.
Although it is not the hot weather and the sun is not hot, this torture is enough to kill half of a person's life. Moreover, Su Zicong has already suffered from Hualiu Disease, and half of his skin and flesh has rotted away. If he can be whipped a hundred times like this, he will not be able to survive.
I know what kind of bloody person he will become.
The reason why Su Buqing did this was to save the last bit of his reputation. He wanted people to know that he, Su Buqing, was not a short-suffering person. He, Su Buqing, had always been strict with the children in his family!
What's more, with the prince, concubine Zhen and others present, he must portray the image of a sensible and strict father.
As soon as Su Zicong heard that he wanted to be taken care of by his family, he immediately felt that he had fallen off a cliff. He was disheartened and his face was ashen. He never imagined that his father would treat him like this!
He is the prime minister's legitimate son!
"No, father, you can't do this. I am your only son, you can't do this!"
At this moment, Su Zicong was howling like a bereaved dog. The jade crown on his head fell off at some point, and his long hair was disheveled and messy. His appearance was far from the image of a handsome young man before, and he looked like a hairless boy.
Crazy second-rate guy.
"Come here, bring me the whip! I'm going to whip the unscrupulous boy with my own hands today!"
Then, Su Zicong's hands were tied behind his back, and he took them out and fell on the old tree. He watched as Su Buqing dipped the three-finger-thick whip into the boiling water mixed with salt and pepper.
, Su Buqing raised the whip in his hand high, scolded sternly, "Unworthy!", and then hit Su Zicong hard with the whip!
"Ah!" Su Zicong's miserable scream suddenly sounded throughout the Prime Minister's Mansion. At this time, he was like a loach that was suddenly thrown out of the frying pan. Because of the almost extreme pain, his body curled up into a ball and his back bowed hard.
stand up.
"Pa" came another whip. This whip hit his face, and a blood mark immediately appeared on his face.
Upon seeing this, the eldest lady burst into tears. She knelt down on the ground with a plop, and Su Baixi knelt down too, wiping her tears aside. This silent weeping look was as beautiful as a painting.
The eldest lady begged, "Master, forget it. Zicong has been pampered since he was a child. He has never suffered like this. If you continue to beat him like this, he will die."
But Su Buqing remained unmoved and continued to whip his son with a cold face.