As soon as Xiang Minghou came to the backyard with his baby in his arms, he heard screams and angry voices inside. There were also many students lying outside the yard watching the show.
"What are you doing?" The young man followed him into the backyard. When he saw this scene, he went up to chase away the students who were watching.
"Teacher Fang, Master was beaten."
"Yes, Professor Fang, please go in and take a look. Master has been screaming for a while."
The students came over rubbing their hands and feet and muttered to the young Professor Fang.
"Okay, you're already full, right? Why don't you hurry up and prepare for the afternoon homework?" Professor Fang scolded.
"But Master..."
"It's your turn to worry about Master's affairs, so hurry up."
The students turned around and walked out in small steps. Seeing that Professor Fang was not watching, the students hid outside the wall and continued to listen to the gossip.
"Hey, what kind of guests are you and your son meeting?" Xiang Minghou was amused.
"It's...an old friend. Master asked not to be disturbed, so I'd better ask the general to come back." Professor Fang looked embarrassed.
"Old friend? He still has friends? It's strange. It's a pity not to see such good things with your own eyes." Xiang Minghou also liked to watch the excitement, especially the excitement of the old-fashioned Mr. Song who was unsmiling.
Ignoring Professor Fang's obstruction, Xiang Minghou entered the courtyard.
"Ouch, you...stop it, you guys are really insulting to gentleness, gentleness..."
"What is politeness? We don't understand. Just tell me if you can get the matter done." A delicate female voice said.
"Absolutely impossible, the college has college rules, you... you... bully others too much..." the master said in an angry voice.
"Old man Song, if it hadn't been for our sisters back then, your old bones would have been torn into pieces. You are a scholar, so you should know how to repay kindness."
"That's right, we have only asked you to handle this matter for a few years. Can you do it with just one sentence? Why are you so procrastinating?"
Xiang Minghou's steps gradually slowed down as he walked into the door, his face turning blue and white in turns.
The corners of Ye Qianning's mouth also twitched. She felt that several female voices were familiar to her even before entering the courtyard. Once she entered the courtyard, she knew who the people inside were.
Fourth Yiniang’s Peony, Seventh Yiniang’s Peony and Ninth Yiniang’s Flowers——
"No, if you don't let me go, I will call someone..." Master Song shouted.
"You can just call. Calling everyone here is just a good time for everyone to comment. Their wife is such a dishonest person." Mudan pinched her voice.
"Come on, come on, if you don't want me to do it for you," Shaoyao said and walked to the door.
The door opened with a 'click'.
Xiang Minghou: "..."
Ye Qianning: "..."
Professor Fang: "..."
Shaoyao: "...!"
Huo, why is his general here——!
Several pairs of big eyes look at each other, and the scene can be as quiet as possible, as awkward as possible.
In the room, Mr. Song was still hanging from the beam, head down, spinning in circles——
Peony and Huaqiao turned around and were stunned.
Master Song was stunned for a second, and without caring about his face, he asked for help from the person at the door: "Professor Fang, come quickly, put me down quickly."
"Master——!" Professor Fang ran over and was shocked.
Xiang Minghou's face turned dark. He brought his daughter to study. His concubines tied up his wife one by one. Is that okay?
"General... General, why are you here?" Shaoyao shrank her head, moved her body and hid behind the door.
Mudan clasped her little hands behind her back to hide the murder weapon. With an embarrassed smile on her face, she secretly threw the whip away with all her strength.
