Chapter 61
Before she ran to the main courtyard, she bumped into the frames of Xue Wuliang and Luo Wendi's cars.
Although Yuge'er was silent, this girl was really smart. Liangua was still waiting outside the main courtyard foolishly, poking at a few bricks on the ground.
She rode a fast horse and stopped these people on the road they had to take on their way back from paying homage to their ancestors.
He opened his mouth and said, "The Eleventh Young Master wants to kill the Seventeenth Young Master. Please save him, Master and Madam!"
Fifteen, who was born to the same mother, was stunned: "What nonsense are you talking about, my eleventh brother... is not here!"
His head turned twice in the air, then he sank his butt and sat back on the horse in despair.
To be honest, he thought his brother was really capable of doing such a thing.
Yugeer said it very seriously.
Shen Jiao had very good reasons for pinching the doctor unconscious.
When the Eleventh Young Master went there, he kept saying that he was doing it for the Sixth Young Master, and then he simply beat the man half to death and ran away. At this time, the Sixth Young Master brought a doctor with him. Who would dare to believe that this doctor was here to treat the disease?
What if the two brothers had agreed to send Seventeen to the west?
Couldn't she be on guard?
What had she done wrong? Is the young master less important than the doctor? Why was he chasing her to kill her?
Xue Wuliang thought for a moment and said, "Are they both angry at something? Why do they act like they've been possessed by evil spirits?"
Luo Wendi said bluntly in front of everyone, "Are you trying to make a big deal out of a small matter by talking nonsense about ghosts and gods?"
Xue Wuliang really didn't like hearing this.
How can something that is reasonable be called nonsense?
"It's not like this hasn't happened before."
Luo Wendi sneered: "Okay, let's just assume they are possessed by evil spirits and tie them up and burn them to death."
Xue Wuliang's eyes widened with shock.
Some people were even more shocked than him.
"You can't burn it, ma'am, my family can't stand it!"
A plump woman with disheveled hair ran into the Liao'e courtyard, crying. She knelt before Luo Wendi, clinging to her knees and sobbing, "Madam, that child is blinded by greed. I can beat him or scold him, even if I have to chop off his hands. I will not hesitate. But you can't burn him."
Luo Wendi looked at her and his expression softened slightly: "There has to be an explanation, right? He almost died."
"Yes, yes," Zheng Xiaoniang nodded repeatedly, rushed to the door with a nimble figure, and shouted angrily, "You evil beast, why don't you come in? You have some dignity now, disregarding the brotherhood. How could you not do it? Knowing that your seventeenth brother is not in good health, how could you be so cruel? Did I ask you to practice martial arts so that you can be violent and aggressive? I asked you to protect your brothers. It would be better to cripple you early to save others from suffering. Why don't you get in now!"
She dragged a man into the courtyard while beating and scolding him.
He was tied up and his upper body was naked.
It was hard to recognize who they were, as their faces were scratched and their bodies were covered in blood.
Zheng Xiaoniang pressed him down to his knees in the yard, then knelt before him and said, "This is absolutely wrong. It's all the fault of this little beast. It's also my fault that I failed the owner and the lady in charge of the manor and failed to discipline him well, which is why Seventeen suffered this misfortune. No matter what kind of punishment you give us, we have nothing to say. But I still ask the owner and the lady to spare his life so that he can atone for his sins. Even if it means asking him to pull the stirrups for Seventeen's horse, at least he can repay some of it.
He's been injured like this, and it's shameless to say he can correct his mistakes. We should just treat him as a criminal and put him in chains, but at least let him live and ask us to make amends. We can't... we can't really burn him."
She cried so sadly, and it was really scary to watch.
The story about Xue Shiyi chopping Mr. Song and being nearly beaten to death by the owner of the manor was probably true...
So Luo Wendi's casual words made her feel scared.
Otherwise, it is to retreat in order to advance.
No matter what, this Zheng Xiaoniang is really eloquent. She can say anything and do anything to protect her son.
Xue Wuliang and Luo Wendi were obviously hesitant.
Poor unlucky Xue Shun.
Xue Shiwu fidgeted uncomfortably and called out, "Mother..."
"What are you talking about? You're like a mute," Zheng Xiaoniang scolded. "You have no right to speak here. Get out of here!"
"Okay, the child is grown up now, stop scolding him all the time." Xue Wuliang spoke up to stop him.
"Yes, the owner of the manor is right." Zheng Xiaoniang responded repeatedly.
Xue Wuliang looked at Luo Wendi: "What do you mean? Is it really burned?"
"Are you willing to do that?"
"That's what I said. I don't care about family matters. It's all up to my wife."
"If you ask me, we should always ask the victim's opinion."
"It's not a matter of a moment. The longer you delay, the more confused you'll become. It will become a mess again."
"You don't care."
"I don't care. Can't I just give some advice?"
Xue Wuliang and Luo Wendi discussed the matter without paying attention to anyone else. It sounded like Xue Wuliang was quite anxious to deal with it.
Luo Wendi was more hesitant than him, and no one knew what he was thinking.
At this moment, Shen Jiao, who was kneeling on the side, suddenly stopped lying on the ground, but raised his head and glanced at Xue Shiyi.
Staring at him hatefully.
Luo Wendi: "Do you have anything to say?"
"I dare not."
"There's nothing to be afraid of. Just say whatever you want to say. I won't punish you. After all, you maids are the ones who follow him around all day. I'm afraid you understand what he wants better than us."
Luo Wendi's tone was good.
Shen Jiao didn't take it seriously, and said in a neither humble nor arrogant manner:
"I dare not presume to guess my master's thoughts. I just have one thing I don't understand, and I would like to ask for your guidance, Master Eleven."
Xue Shiyi tilted his head and took a look, and recognized that Shen Jiao was the maid who caught the whip and wanted to fight with him. Then he looked next to Shen Jiao and saw the one who was gesturing with scissors.
"What do you want to ask?"
"After severely injuring my young master, the Eleventh Young Master stormed out, claiming he was going to seek medical advice. Why did he never return?"
Xue Shiyi: ...
Why? Of course, it was because he met his sixth brother who came with a doctor on the way, and then his sixth brother told him to leave it alone and sent him away. He returned to his mother in fear and was beaten like this.
If Xue Shiyi's brain were taken out, it would probably be no bigger than a walnut, and it was smoother than a jellyfish. Even so, he felt that something was wrong, but out of trust in his sixth brother, he didn't want to say it, and his mother also asked him not to mention it.
He simply stiffened his neck and said, "I forgot."
"How can you forget something like this?" Shen Jiao said in disbelief.
Xue Shiyi: "I forgot I could..."
"Is it okay? What's the point of forgetting?" Zheng Xiaoniang interrupted him loudly, pounding her chest in grief. "Oh my God, what sin have I committed to give birth to a fool like you? You forget things all the time, but you can forget such a big thing after two whippings. Do you have any future? If something happens to Seventeen because of this, even if I beat you to death, it won't save his life!"
Xue Shiyi moved his mouth and stopped talking.
Shen Jiao watched her perform the act, and suddenly realized, "So that's how it is? That's strange. The one who beat someone up forgot to call a doctor, but the one who had nothing to do with him brought one with him in the blink of an eye. Could it be that he has the ability to tell fortunes? I'm not very knowledgeable, but I really want to see it."
No one spoke.
Luo Wendi laughed and said, "Why are you all silent? Well, let me make it clear. This is Old Six, who is irrelevant. I haven't heard that he can do any fortune-telling, and I want to see it for myself. Aunt Zhang, bring him here quickly, and bring the doctor as well."
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