Chapter 57

Some people even thought that the beating was too severe.

But some others hated Li Bawang so much that they thought he had done too many bad things and deserved to be beaten.

To be honest, they were still worried that Prime Minister Li would just make a lot of noise but not do anything . He would just lift the stick up high and then put it down gently, shout slogans and pretend to be strong!

When Li Bawang heard this, he was immediately frightened and even got goose bumps all over his body. He begged for mercy:

"Dad, dad, I know I was wrong! Please don't beat me! You know, I've been afraid of pain since I was a child!"

He had seen the housekeeper beating the servants who had made mistakes in the mansion before.

After dozens of strokes, the servants' buttocks were immediately torn and bloody, and some even fainted.

In the past, he only thought it was fun, and he would applaud and cheer while watching people being beaten.

Now, his father actually said that he would beat him with twenty strokes of the stick. Wouldn't that be like asking for his life?

He didn't want it!

The servants were also hesitant to take action. That was twenty strokes of the stick, and someone might really die!

They were afraid that if something went wrong, would the lady blame them when they went back?

But the prime minister had already spoken, and in front of so many people, they didn't dare to refuse, wouldn't that be embarrassing for the prime minister?

Just when they were in a dilemma, Madam Li came crying.

"Master, Master, you can't hit him! Cong'er is your only son!"

Madam Li cried so hard that she didn't care about her usual dignity.

"Mother, mother, help me, my father is going to beat me to death!"

When Li Bawang saw his savior coming, he cried even louder.

Prime Minister Li frowned and shouted, "Damn you, didn't I ask you to look after Madam Li? Why don't you send Madam back quickly? If she catches a cold and hurts her body, I will hold you accountable!"

"Zhang Hu, Li Biao, you two, escort Madam back to the mansion quickly!"

He knew that the servants in the mansion were used to obeying Madam Li's orders and dared not disobey, so he asked his two personal guards to take Madam Li back personally to avoid any trouble.

Today, he is determined to beat this son!

"Yes!"

Zhang Hu and Li Biao immediately asked two servants to take Madam Li back without saying a word, and they personally escorted her.

Madam Li cried heartbreakingly and looked back every few steps, but she was still taken away.

Seeing his savior gone, Li Bawang panicked all of a sudden. He cried heartbreakingly and knelt down to kowtow for mercy.

But Prime Minister Li was not soft-hearted at all and shouted:

"What are you still standing there for? Beat him!"

Prime Minister Li gave an order, and several servants standing beside him hurriedly put Li Haocong on a wooden bench.

"Father, spare my life, spare my life, father..."

Before the words fell, a servant raised a board and aimed at Li Haocong's buttocks, and hit him hard!

"Ah!"

After just one blow, Li Haocong couldn't bear it anymore and wailed in pain, scaring the executioner so much that he held the stick in the air and didn't dare to let it fall for a long time.

"Keep hitting me!"

Prime Minister Li gritted his teeth and shouted.

Although his tone was firm, he couldn't bear to watch.

It hurts a father to hit his son, and it would be a lie to say that he didn't feel sorry.

But Li Haocong was in such a state now, if he didn't beat him hard, he might cause a big trouble in the future. This time, he had to be beaten again.

The wooden stick hit Li Haocong's buttocks again and again. Li Haocong was in so much pain that tears fell from his eyes and he kept wailing.

But after more than ten times, there were several red bloodstains on Li Haocong's buttocks. He was sweating profusely from the pain, and even the sound of begging for mercy was a little smaller.

Seeing Li Haocong's miserable appearance, some people on the street softened their hearts and began to plead for Li Haocong.

"Prime Minister, how about, forget it..."

"Yes, Prime Minister, the young master is still young after all. If we continue to fight like this, I'm afraid someone will die!"

"That's right, Prime Minister..."

Although they also hated Li Haocong, Prime Minister Li was indeed a rare good official for the people of Beizhao.

Over the years, Prime Minister Li has made great contributions to Beizhao and its people, and they are grateful to Prime Minister Li from the bottom of their hearts.

Although Li Haocong was abominable, he was his only son after all. If they really beat him to death, it would be a shame for Prime Minister Li to have to send off his son, or even to have no descendants.

Moreover, Prime Minister Li had just expressed his attitude and would definitely discipline his son in the future.

They also believed that Prime Minister Li would do what he said.

Hearing the pleas of the crowd, the attendant slowly stopped beating him. He was really afraid of beating him to death.

Unexpectedly, Prime Minister Li was unmoved and shouted:

"Don't stop, keep beating me! Stop when you have 20 strokes!"

He said this with almost gritted teeth.

Even his lips were bitten with blood.

He clenched his fist tightly.

He couldn't bear it before, but now he dared not to look. He was also afraid that Li Haocong really couldn't bear it...

But he was not only Li Haocong's father, but also the prime minister of Northern Zhao.

Once a word is spoken, it cannot be taken back. He must do what he says to convince the people.

Only in this way can he let his son know that if you do something wrong, you must pay the price for it, and there is no room for negotiation.

Some people couldn't bear to see the tragic situation, and couldn't help but cover their eyes silently.

But this time, everyone was really convinced.

The anger towards Li Haocong in their hearts had also disappeared for the most part.

Finally, the twentieth board fell.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Li Haocong was lying on a wooden bench, his buttocks were almost broken, and his clothes were stained with blood. They were tightly attached to his buttocks, and it was painful to look at.

At this moment, his face was pale, and there were still a few tears on his face, but he had no strength to scream, and he looked dying.

"Carry the man back to me!"

Prime Minister Li was heartbroken and worried about his son's injury. He could hardly stand, but he was holding on on the surface.

He bowed heavily to everyone again, and then said solemnly: "I will take my leave today. If you have any grievances, you can tell the housekeeper Liu in the mansion. I will definitely give you an explanation, and one day I will bring my son to your house to make amends!"

This time, everyone present bowed heavily to Prime Minister Li in return!

This matter soon reached the ears of several ministers.

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