Coming out of the deposit room, Sima Qiu looked at Wang Xian with a smile. Although his IQ was not very good, his emotional intelligence was still quite high, so he naturally noticed something strange about Wang Xian.
"You're laughing your ass off." Wang Xian had no need to hide it from him. He rolled his eyes and said, "Isn't the trouble your brother-in-law is causing me just to save your face?"
"If you don't want to meddle in other people's business, can he ask you to do something?" Sima Qiu curled his lips and said with a smile, "I didn't see it, but you have a good heart."
"Well, I'm still a good person." Wang Xian nodded.
"I said you were fat and you started breathing..." Sima Qiu raised his beard and said, "Do you dare to say that you are not trying to harm the scholar?"
"I have no enmity with him, so why should I punish him?" Wang Xian shook his head decisively and said, "Since we want to surround Wei and save Zhao, there must be someone unlucky, right?"
"You can really do it. You can just pick a weak persimmon. Why do you need to find a scholar?" Sima Qiu was an old scholar and had pity for scholars.
"It doesn't hurt to pinch a soft persimmon." Wang Xian said calmly: "Don't worry, this isn't the first time I've done this. He has a sense of proportion."
"Oh, you brat, even the great master has been fooled by you." Sima Qiu shook his head and sighed.
"Sir, what you said is wrong," Wang Xian said sternly: "Evil people still need to be punished by evil people, so that the great master can reach the sky wholeheartedly."
"That's true," Sima Qiuye nodded solemnly and said, "There is no benefit in telling him these things." After a pause, he stared at Wang Xiandao: "But one day in the future, if you want to trick him, I will not be merciful!"
"That's my teacher too!" Wang Xian said helplessly.
"Hey," Sima Qiu felt that his tone was a bit harsh, so he put on a playful expression and said, "Then am I not your master?"
"Okay." Wang Xian sneered: "I'll call you the same thing when you wait in front of the great master!"
"Hey, brat..." Sima Qiu laughed and scolded, "It's really hard to take advantage of you."
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Two days later, the rumors that Yu Xiucai wanted to occupy his sister-in-law did not stop, but intensified. Even Mr. Yu heard about it, and he was so angry that he immediately had Yu Xiucai taken back from school.
Yu Xiucai is so depressed. He has been tortured crazy these days. The so-called 'three people become a tiger', but now in Fuyang County, there are more than three hundred people talking about his matter? It makes him a little confused. Is he really right?
Is Liu interesting?
In front of his grandfather, he swore to heaven that he was unjustly accused, but Mr. Yu didn't believe it: "There are so many people in the family, why can't you pass it on to others?"
"My grandson wants to know even more..." Yu Xiucai said aggrievedly.
"Flies don't bite seamless eggs!" the old man snorted angrily: "If you hadn't often been in and out of brothels and left a lustful impression on others, you wouldn't have suffered this."
"That was a poetry meeting held in a brothel." Yu Xiucai whispered.
"You haven't learned well at a young age," the old man said angrily, hitting him with his crutch: "You are a penniless scholar, do you have the right to pretend to be a famous scholar? Let's calm down and pass the imperial examination first!"
"Yes." Yu Xiucai nodded quickly and said with a grimace: "But my grandson is troubled by rumors and cannot be stable at school."
"Dad," his father dared to say, "it's better to urge the county. If the case is settled as soon as possible, the rumors will disappear."
"Well, you go and ask..." Mr. Yu thought for a while and said, "Forget it, let me go there myself." With his son's service, he took a car to the county government office.
That day was not a day for announcements, so the gate of the government office was quiet. Mr. Yu handed over his famous assassination and met the magistrate of Weixian County smoothly.
In the custody room, County Magistrate Wei personally poured tea for Mr. Yu. After a while of polite greetings, the old man couldn't help but explain his purpose of coming, and his words had a hint of calling for punishment.
"Old Fengjun misunderstood, the county did not intend to delay." Wei Zhixian explained: "In fact, there is another case within the case in this case. In view of the complexity of the case, I have to collect evidence first and postpone the trial again."
"What case within a case?" Mr. Yu asked curiously.
"This..." Wei Zhixian muttered in embarrassment: "It's not good to speak nonsense until we find out."
"Is that so..." Mr. Yu wanted to know even more, "Is it related to my Yu family?"
Wei Zhixian nodded.
"I hope your Majesty will tell you." Mr. Yu asked: "No matter who is an unworthy descendant, I will never protect him!"
"Old Fengjun, please don't make it difficult for me to resign." Wei Zhixian said with a bitter smile.
"Is it related to Yifan?" A thought flashed in Old Man Yu's mind. "Is it related to the Liu family?"
"It turns out that the old Lord Feng knew..."
"What do I know about me?" Mr. Yu muttered: "Old parents shouldn't be chasing after others!"
"Of course I won't believe the rumors." Wei Zhixian said sternly: "It's just that Mr. Liu has evidence!"
"What evidence?"
"She said that when Yu Xiucai tried to molest her, she bit him on the left side of his chest, and there should still be traces." Wei Zhixian said calmly: "Xia Guan Nian Yu's family is a local eunuch, and he is also a member of the family.
Instead of issuing a ticket and arresting the person immediately, he asked the police to investigate secretly, trying to clear the scholar's innocence."
"Thank you for your trust, sir," said Mr. Yu, who was arrogant in front and respectful in the back, with a very different attitude: "I thought my family had a strict upbringing. I have not had a man break the law in three generations, and I have not remarried a daughter in five generations. I will never be such a beast.
"Based on the old man's experience, he firmly believes that 'there may be no reason for rumors to come out of nowhere', so he never mentions the merits of being a scholar.
"Yes, I don't believe it either." Wei Zhixian nodded heavily and said: "Actually, there is the simplest way. Is he here? Let's take a look at his chest. If it is intact, I can't spare that woman!"
"What about this?" Mr. Yu hesitated. If his grandson's chest was really injured, his life would be over, and the Yu family would be disgraced. "He should still be in school at this time..."
"Then let him take a leave of absence tomorrow. Old Fengjun can come with him and we can examine his injuries together." Wei Zhixian said calmly.
"Thank you so much, parents." Mr. Yu finally showed his gratitude and said, "I am really ashamed."
"What are you talking about, old Fengjun?" Wei Zhixian said with a smile: "This is all about changing people's hearts."
"Yes." Mr. Yu had completely lost his arrogance. He left before Wei Zhixian served the guests with soup.
Seeing his father coming out, his son rushed to greet him, but was pushed away by Mr. Yu, preventing him from touching him.
When he got home and got off the bus, Mr. Yu's face was still frighteningly dark. As soon as his feet landed on the ground, he leaned hard on the ground and said angrily: "Tie that evil beast to the ancestral hall!"
All the servants looked at each other, and his son asked bravely, wondering which evil beast it was.
"Your precious son!" Mr. Yu glared at him fiercely.
After a while, Yu Xiucai was brought to the ancestral hall, and he saw his grandfather sitting beside the ancestor's memorial tablet, with several strong servants standing on both sides, and the door behind him was also tightly closed. Seeing this posture made him feel scared.
"Grandpa, you are looking for me..."
"Kneel down!" Mrs. Yu shouted angrily, "Take off his clothes!"
Yu Xiucai knelt down in confusion, and several servants came forward to accuse him. They tore off Yu Xiucai's shirt, Taoist robe, and singlet, revealing his tiny body.
Mr. Yu took a closer look and saw a circle of teeth-mark-like wounds clearly visible around the base of his left breast...
"Evil beast..." Mr. Yu's vision went dark and he almost lost his breath. The family members rubbed his chest and pinched him, and finally managed to wake him up. Mr. Yu panted and sat upright on the chair, his eyes wide.
He stared at Yu Xiucai, his eyes were red and purple, and he didn't have time to ask him about his passing, so he kept saying, "Tie him up, follow the family law, and beat him to death!"
The servants knew that the old man always kept his word, so they pressed him on the stool and put a cloth in his mouth... firstly to avoid disturbing the ancestors with his screams, and secondly to prevent him from biting his tongue. Then they pulled off his pants and lifted him up.
The palm of his hand hit those snow-white buttocks.
After about ten blows, Yu Xiucai was in agony, but the old man felt that the beating was too light and roared: "If you can't beat him to death, just wait for death!"
After hearing this, all the servants no longer dared to show mercy. Besides, spanking the young master in the buttocks was not something that happened very often. It was so enjoyable. So they all gritted their teeth and waved their palms to greet Yu Xiucai. Yu Xiucai had fine skin and tender flesh.
Who has ever endured this? After a few moments, his skin was torn apart and he fainted.
Seeing that something would happen if he was beaten again, Yu Xiucai's father hurriedly knelt in front of the old man and begged. The old man would not listen, so he slapped his son on the face with his hand, "I should beat you too, if you hadn't usually beaten me
He is so spoiled that he can do such beastly things!"
Although he was scolded by his father, he could not watch his son being beaten to death. Yu Xiucai's father rushed over again and protected his son with his body. The servants did not dare to beat the second master together, so they had to stop.
"Don't stop, let's kill the account together, so as not to hand it over to the government to humiliate our ancestors..." Mr. Yu became more and more angry, and the phlegm finally came up, and he fainted completely. All the family members hurriedly supported him.
This time I didn't dare to pinch anyone again, so I sent the old man back to his room and quickly called Dr. Wu for treatment.
Doctor Wu rescued the old man Yu, but found that he had already shown signs of a stroke. Even with his own medical skills, he would have crooked eyes and drooling by autumn at the latest. However, this old boy was cunning and cunning, so he only said that the old man Yu had something else.
For a hidden disease, I need to prescribe some medicine to maintain it, and then ask a doctor from the provincial capital to diagnose and treat it. In this way, even if he has a stroke in the future, the Yu family will not blame him...
In the evening, Mr. Yu woke up, and the family heaved a sigh of relief. His wife wiped her tears and said, "You scared me to death. How crazy are you?"
"What kind of madness are you crazy about?" Mr. Yu was stunned for a moment before he remembered, and anger surged up again: "Where is that evil beast?"
"Still unconscious..." Thinking of her grandson's tragic situation, his wife's face was filled with tears: "What mistake did he make that makes you hate him so much that you want to kill him?"
"Hmph..." Mr. Yu was too embarrassed to speak of such a thing that ruined the family tradition, even to his own wife, and just sulked there.
Mr. Yu didn't sleep a wink all night, and he still couldn't get out of bed the next day. While he was taking medicine, his youngest son came in and said, "Yifan is awake."
The old man remained silent and continued to take his medicine.
"He still doesn't know what mistake he made." Yu Xiucai's uncle added: "Yang's son came to ask for an explanation. He said that grandpa asked him to die, and he didn't dare to disobey. He just wanted to be an understandable ghost."