Yinzuo thought that Hongxu and the other kids were very fast and he might not be able to catch them if he went up the mountain now. After a moment of thought, he shouted towards the tent.
"Hongxi, Hongyu, don't sleep anymore. Hurry up and take your men up the mountain to the persimmon tree to bring back Hongxu, Hongtun and the other little bastards."
Hongxi and his friends had eaten a lot at noon, and their stomachs were still full. None of them had slept yet, so when they heard Yinzuo's words, they all came out of the tent, counted the number of people without asking any questions, and led them up the mountain.
Hongxi and his men left with their men, and Yinzuo was not idle either. He stood up and looked around, then as if he had found a target, he walked to a tree, picked and chose, and broke off a branch about two fingers long. He took a knife and cut it slightly, and it became a handy wooden stick.
Yinzuo guessed correctly, Hongxu and Hongming were really fast guys. When Hongxi and his men arrived, all three of them were already lying on the tree.
Afraid that any rash sound would scare the three monkeys in the tree, Hongxi, Hongyu and the others could only stand aside patiently, waiting for the three monkeys in the tree to have enough fun and come down before they led their men over.
"Hey, you three are really brave. You didn't rest in the camp at noon, but sneaked up to the mountain to pick persimmons. Have you forgotten what Uncle Six said before? Oh, how pitiful! You really know how to play with your butts today. I'm afraid you're really going to bloom."
Hongxu and Hongming are tigers, not fools. They are fearless but they are still flesh and blood. When they think about the punishment they might get when they go back, they still hold persimmons in their arms and suddenly feel that this mountain is not worth it.
Yinzuo's authority among the younger generations was naturally unquestionable. Not to mention that even if Hongxu and the others could run away fast, they couldn't escape the temple. Even if they could really run away, Hongxi and Hongyu would not dare to let them go. After all, if they couldn't take this person back, they might be the ones to get beaten.
When they were going down the mountain, Hongxu, Hongtun and others were still hoping that Yinzuo would let them go. But when they got down the mountain and arrived at the camp, and saw Yinzuo's expression that looked like a storm was about to come, there were only three words left in their minds - they are dead.
Yinzuo had been worried ever since he knew that this troublesome thing had gone up the mountain. Now, seeing several people standing in front of him holding persimmons unharmed, he felt relieved, but at the same time, anger was rising.
"I say, you little bastards, you ignored what I said before, didn't you? What's the matter? The tiger hasn't shown its might for a long time, so you think I'm a sick cat. Hongxu, come here. If I don't beat your butt into pieces today, I'll call you Ama..."
Yinzuo was too lazy to argue with Hongxu and the others. He raised his wooden stick, pointed at the chair in front of him, looked at Hongxu and pursed his lips. The meaning was very clear. If he knew what was good for him, he should just lie down.
Hongxu really didn't expect that his father would be serious this time. Although he knew very well that he couldn't escape the beating, when the time came, he couldn't help but think about struggling and getting leniency for himself.
"Father, I know I'm wrong. I'll just lie down and let you hit me a few times to vent my anger, but can we have a deal? The stick in your hand is too thick. How about we get a thinner one?"
Yinzuo was already furious, and Hongxu's bargaining was really the beginning of the trouble. "You think the stick is too thick, right? Okay, then let's change it to a thinner one."
"Akshan, didn't you hear what your young master said just now? Go and get my whip, it's a delicate thing."
Good guy, he was thinking of fighting for himself, but now he has run into trouble. At this point, Hongxu stopped struggling and walked obediently to Yinzuo and lay down on the chair.
Hongxu has been spoiled since he was a child, and not to mention being whipped, the greatest suffering he endured in his daily life was probably the medicine he had to take when he was sick. Even though Yinzuo deliberately restrained his strength, his buttocks were still immediately covered in blood after these whips.
Isn't it just like that, sharing happiness and sharing difficulties. Since the persimmons were picked by several people together, they should also be beaten together. Hongtun and Hongming were still young, so Yinzuo naturally wouldn't whip them with a whip. He had the two little guys pressed onto a chair and asked someone to break some thinner willow branches and whip them on their buttocks.
"Sixth Uncle, please forgive us this time, okay? We really know we were wrong. I promise you, nephew, I will never climb a tree again..."
Although Hongtun and Hongming were Yinzuo's nephews, they were not his biological sons after all. Even if they tried to teach Yinzuo a lesson, they would not beat him too hard. Once the two begged for mercy, Yinzuo would let it go.
When he went out in the morning, he walked upright, and when he came back in the afternoon, he was carried back. Kangxi, the owner of Changchun Garden, naturally knew about such a big thing. As soon as he got the news, he immediately brought people to Yinzuo's Shufengxuan.
"What the hell is going on? Wasn't he fine when he went out this morning? How come he's like this now after coming back?"
When Kangxi arrived, the imperial physician was applying medicine to Hongxu, Hongtun and Hongming who were lying on the couch. Kangxi had led troops on the battlefield, so how could he not tell what caused the injuries on Hongxu and the others?
Yinzuo was still very angry at this moment. When he saw Kangxi bringing people in, he stood up, bowed to his father and sat back down. When he heard Kangxi's question, he pointed at Hongxu who was lying on the couch and said angrily.
"You should ask your good grandson about this. He's very capable now, and his son's words are like wind on his ears. He doesn't need to pay any attention to them. Did you see the persimmons on the table over there? That's why they were beaten today. Don't you know that the persimmon tree is six or seven meters tall and grows on the mountain..."
After Yinzuo said this, Kangxi still didn't understand. These boys didn't deserve the beating. The tree was six or seven meters tall and grew on the mountain. If it fell from it, the consequences would be unimaginable.
"Alright, now that they've been beaten and punished, don't bother with them. I think Hongxu and the others have learned their lesson after this incident."
Upon hearing this, Yinzuo looked up at Kangxi, then turned around and glared at Hongxu and the others who kept looking at him after hearing what Kangxi said. It took a while before he spoke.
"Okay, since Father has said so, I will forgive them this time. It's not that I have to argue with them, but the main reason is that Thirteen and Fourteen are not in the capital now. If their son gets into trouble in my hands, how will I explain it to them when they come back? Besides, this kid Hongxu really needs to be punished."
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