Shang Wanning turned around and looked at the servant outside: "You go in."
"Ah?" Several servants stepped back one after another. They all knew what had happened to the Japanese businessman Wan Ning, and no one dared to go in.
Shang Wanning scolded, "If you guys don't go in today, I will sell you to be pimps tomorrow."
"Master, this..."
"Don't waste time. You just need to go in and knock mother unconscious. Nothing will happen."
Several servants chose to have their faces scratched or become pimps. They chose to have their faces scratched. The servants rushed into the house together, and as expected, Li would scratch them as soon as he saw them.
The frightened servants stepped back one after another.
"If you dare to run out, I will send you to the brothel now."
Several servants had no choice but to rush forward, and in the chaos, Li was knocked unconscious by the servants. She fell straight to the ground, and her head made a "bang" sound when it hit the ground.
Shang Yangyang outside the window covered his mouth in shock. [Shang Wanning is so cruel, he wants to kill his own mother.]
The two ghosts, Xiao Hei and Xiao Bai, were trembling and hiding beside Shang Yangyang. "That old woman of the boss is not going to die, is she?"
Shang Yangyang shook his head. [Do you know a word?]
"What?"
[Good people don’t live long, but evil deeds last for thousands of years. ]
Shang Wanning walked forward tremblingly. After making sure that Li was still breathing, he let out a long sigh. He looked angrily at the servants standing beside him.
He angrily stepped forward and kicked several people. "Who gave you the guts to do such a cruel thing?"
Shang Wanning became furious and started punching and kicking him, but he finally stopped because he kept coughing.
The servants didn't dare to say a word and knelt on the ground to be beaten.
Shang Yangyang couldn't bear to watch it anymore while squatting outside, so she took advantage of the time when these people weren't paying attention and ran out of the Shang Mansion.
As for Li, she was just as Shang Yangyang said, a scourge that had been around for thousands of years. She just fainted, and after the doctor came and used silver needles to prick her acupuncture points, she quickly woke up.
Li lay on the bed, feeling the pain in her neck. She trembled all over when she recalled what she saw before she fainted.
"Son, there's a ghost~"
Shang Wanning: "Mom, you are having a nightmare. There is no ghost."
Li shook his head vigorously. "No, it's definitely not a nightmare, it's still those two ghosts, there really are ghosts, there are ghosts."
Li was screaming in the room like a possessed person. Shang Wanning's patience had long been worn out. He ordered the maids and servants to serve here, and he left without caring about anything.
Shang Yangyang had returned home a long time ago, and was now lying on her big bed, snoring loudly, with her legs spread out. The corners of her mouth were raised even as she slept, as if she was having a sweet dream.
Five days later, there was a commotion in the mansion early in the morning. At this time, Shang Yangyang stood in the courtyard and shouted, "Three pots of soup, soup, soup~"
Shang Qian'an and Jiang Peixuan were encouraged by Shang Yangyang's voice.
The two of them immediately walked out with their chests held high.
The whole family sent them to the gate of the Imperial College. At this time, both of them were full of fighting spirit. They registered their names at the gate, took the examination cards and entered the Imperial College.
Shang Yangyang squatted on the ground, holding his chin and looking into the Imperial College.
[Jiang Peixuan has a photographic memory, so there will be no problem. My third brother has also worked very hard, so there will be no problem.]
Shang Yuanshan stepped forward and rubbed Shang Yangyang's little head. "Don't worry, your third brother can do it."
Shang Yangyang nodded vigorously, but his attention was attracted by a boy on the other side.
"I don't want to go. I don't want to take the exam." The little boy lay on the ground and threw a tantrum.
The woman standing by couldn't control the naughty child at all and let him throw tantrums on the ground.
Everyone present was attracted by the child and some recognized him.
"Isn't this the grandson of Duke Shang?"
A lady looked at the boy on the ground with disdain on her face: "It was Shang Zichu who beat my son a few days ago and almost prevented him from taking the exam."
Another person also had a face full of resentment. "That day he overturned my stall, and then his servant threw a piece of silver at me and left like that."
"I really don't know how the descendants of Duke Shang could be like this. They bring shame to Duke Shang."
“Hey~”
The people were talking quietly, but Shang Zichu was still rolling on the ground. "I won't go. Isn't it just a matter of my father's words for me to enter the Imperial College? I don't want to take the exam. It's boring."
"No, your grandfather said you must take the exam."
Shang Zichu's face was filled with resentment and anger. "It's all that stinky old man's fault. I don't want to study, I just want to go out and play. It's all his fault. Why hasn't he died yet?"
The wife of the prince was frightened by Shang Zichu and quickly reached out to cover Shang Zichu's mouth. "Zichu, don't talk nonsense."
"Bang~" A small stone hit Shang Zichu's head directly.
Shang Zichu cried out in pain. "Ah~" He turned around and saw a little girl staring at him. This girl was Shang Yangyang.
Shang Yangyang pinched her waist angrily.
Shang Zichu jumped up from the ground. "How dare you, little girl, hit me?"
Shang Zichu rolled up his sleeves and was about to go up and hit Shang Yangyang, but just as he walked up to Shang Yangyang, he saw Shang Yuanshan and others walking behind them, and he took a few steps back in fright.
The Crown Prince's wife, Lady Liu, recognized several of them and stepped forward. "Lord Shang."
"Yeah." Shang Yuanshan didn't want to say more. He squatted down and asked with concern: "Did Yangyang scare you?"
Shang Yangyang shook his head angrily. "He cursed..."
Shang Yangyang couldn't express such a long sentence clearly at the moment, but after listening to Shang Yangyang's inner voice, they all knew why the little guy was angry.
Shang Yuanshan: "Yangyang, is it because he scolded your grandfather, the Duke?"
Shang Yangyang nodded aggrievedly. "He's bad."
The little bully Shang Zichu didn't care who Shang Yuanshan was. He just knew that he was beaten and the man was scolding him. He broke free from Liu's hand and rushed over.
Shang Yangyang saw her push Shang Yuanshan away. Before anyone could react, there was a "bang" and Shang Zichu fell to the ground.
Everyone on the side was dumbfounded. What did they just see? A one-year-old kid knocked down the eight-year-old Shang Zichu with one punch.
Before Shang Yangyang gave up, she saw her running to the front, kicking, slapping from time to time, and talking nonstop with her little mouth.
"Bad~"
"Don't curse Duke Yeye." Shang Yangyang was angry. She wanted to say a lot of things, but when she said them, they didn't sound good. But at this time, the people probably knew what Shang Yangyang was talking about.
Shang Yuanshan gave Shang Yangyang a thumbs up in his heart, but he hugged Shang Yangyang and taught her, "Yangyang, how could you hit someone? You are not hurt, are you?"
Shang Yangyang shook his head. "He's bad."
Mrs. Liu, who was standing by, was so distressed when she saw her son being beaten that she asked, "Lord Shang, your daughter actually beat someone up in the street."
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