At first, the Marquis of Loyalty and Righteousness could still listen, but towards the end he couldn't hold back anymore.
“Son, you can curse him about other things, but you should spare that bastard and drag your father into it too!” He said this with a strange weakness in his voice.
The main problem is that they gave birth to this bastard, who is really a terrible person. Even when they are scolded, they are dragged into it. It makes people grit their teeth in hatred.
And most importantly, this little brat was so scared that he had diarrhea when he was beaten. I've never seen anything more shameful than him!
When the Marquis of Loyalty and Righteousness attended court, the most he ever saw was a corrupt official who, knowing he was about to be beheaded, was so frightened that he wet his pants in court, but at least he didn't have diarrhea.
This little beast isn't even as good as a weak, pretty boy!
Jiang Chengyi's vision had gone black from the beating, and the ground where he was lying was wet and disgusting.
Jiang Chengzong threw the man back at him again: "Dad, use your strength and beat this beast to death!"
He completely changed his previous admonishing tone, no longer afraid that his father would beat his younger brother to death. Instead, he was afraid that the beating would be too lenient, making Jiang Chengyi feel too comfortable and thinking that the matter could be easily forgotten.
Looking at the infant child, who resembled a rag doll and reeked of excrement, Marquis Zhongyi raised his large, fan-like hand, but couldn't bring himself to slap him.
It wasn't that he had softened his heart, but rather that this guy had already been slapped so hard his head was swollen and he was spitting blood all over his face, so there was really nowhere to hit him.
Kick him in the balls!
Jiang Chengzong, who was standing by and watching coldly, clearly noticed this and immediately started to come up with bad ideas.
Marquis Zhongyi turned to look at him, a hint of helplessness in his voice: "Just because Pan-ge'er is going to be a eunuch in the future doesn't mean you want my son to be a eunuch too, does it? And you want me to do it myself? He's your own brother, can you please not use such dirty methods?"
"Ha, Lie Feng is still my close partner, he's been by my side for ten years, more obedient and capable than my son. I'm going to avenge Lie Feng!" Jiang Chengzong said irritably, clearly consumed by hatred.
If he hadn't retained a shred of reason, he would have loved to personally chop up this little beast in front of him.
"Alright, Little Four, for the sake of your brotherly relationship, I have no choice but to kick your balls to vent your brother's anger and settle the score. But let me warn you beforehand, I've never kicked a man's balls before, so I don't know how to control my strength. I can make sure you won't die from hitting the rock, but after this kick, I can't guarantee you won't become a eunuch!"
Marquis Zhongyi rubbed the mud on the ground with his foot, leaving a deep shoe print on the spot, which showed how powerful his footsteps were.
He seemed to think that wasn't enough, so he raised his foot and made a side kick motion, clearly rehearsing in advance to ensure a perfect, one-hit kill, so that the young egg would be struck hard.
Jiang Chengyi was in tears, he was truly remorseful. He opened his mouth to speak, but he couldn't make a sound at all. His tongue was so numb that it seemed not to exist. Only indistinct sobs could be heard, making him look extremely pitiful.
Jiang Chengzong stood to the side, fearing that the Marquis of Loyalty and Righteousness might be soft-hearted, and was still fanning the flames.
“Father, you can’t hold back! If you kick me and my balls are unharmed, I’ll have to write a memorial to the Emperor and say that you’re too old to even discipline your youngest son who has made a mistake, let alone go to the front lines to fight the enemy. You should just pass on your mantle.”
"Tsk, if you keep talking nonsense, I'm not kicking anymore." The Marquis of Loyalty glared at his eldest son, feeling extremely impatient with his son's sarcastic remarks.
Jiang Chengzong crossed his arms and stopped talking.
Just as the Marquis of Loyalty was ready to kick him in the balls, the person on the ground started farting again. Then he began to exert force again, clearly the second wave of diarrhea had begun.
The foul stench returned, and the Jiang father and son exchanged a glance, both taking a few steps back in tacit agreement, wishing they could get as far away from it as possible.
Let him finish pooping first, then we'll talk about kicking his balls and stuff.
"This little beast isn't entirely useless; at least he can eat and poop. One person is like a cesspool." Marquis Zhongyi laughed in exasperation, finding a bittersweet humor in his words.
"What did he eat tonight? His poop smells so bad! Next time we go to war, let him charge into battle. Don't kill him, just let him take off his pants and have diarrhea. The smell will either kill people or make the enemy vomit. They'll all be busy vomiting and completely incapacitated. Then we can just kill them one by one!" Jiang Chengzong couldn't help but speak sarcastically.
"Great idea! If he performs meritorious service, we should at least ask the Emperor for a title. Let's call him General of Diarrhea, a fourth-rank official, no problem!"
"When he opens a separate residence, I will personally commission the plaque above the gate: General Chuanxi's Residence."
"Tsk, such a beastly talent, our Loyal Marquis's Mansion is too small to contain such a great Buddha. He should change his name and surname as soon as possible. I think he has the inhuman demeanor of Yu Jingxuan, so why not change his name to Yu Chuanxi?"
It has to be said that these two are truly father and son; they managed to arrange Jiang Chengyi's affairs perfectly in a coordinated manner.
Moreover, the Marquis of Zhongyi took the opportunity to smuggle in his mortal enemy, Yu Jingxuan, to criticize him and severely belittle him.
It took another hour, about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, for the farting to stop.
The five burly men who had been waiting breathed a sigh of relief at the same time. The Marquis of Loyalty and Righteousness began to make sarcastic remarks again: "Finally finished. Damn, this little bastard really cleared the latrine. How could I have given birth to such a child? Not only is he useless, but he's also a damn shit-bottle!"
Just then, Jiang Chengyi's head lolled to the side and she fainted.
I don't know if it was because it was too exhausted from pulling, or because it had been beaten too badly before, but it finally couldn't take it anymore.
"Good heavens, he's so dizzy from diarrhea, who can he complain to! What should we do? Keep kicking his balls, or wait until he wakes up before kicking them?" Marquis Zhongyi sought his eldest son's opinion.
Jiang Chengzong narrowed his eyes, took a few steps forward, and roughly pried open Jiang Chengyi's eyelids to check his pupils, clearly afraid that his underling was faking unconsciousness.
After confirming several times, Jiang Chengzong finally released him, and couldn't help but scold, "Useless trash, you can't even take this much beating. From now on, we'll add a training exercise: ten slaps every day before breakfast. Before lunch, you'll get ten punches first, or you won't get any food!"
"Also, he must eat all three meals a day facing the toilet door. If he doesn't want to eat, he can starve to death. Let him taste what it's like to be overwhelmed by the stench of excrement!"
Hearing his eldest son's words, the Marquis of Loyalty and Righteousness couldn't help but take a deep breath.
Good heavens, this is real hatred!
Eating is the most important thing for a person to live, but Jiang Chengyi has to be beaten before eating, and he has to face the latrine. How can he possibly eat?
From now on, will I be eating with blood in my mouth every day? The thought is quite exciting.
"Forget it, he's unconscious for a while and won't wake up anytime soon. What's the point of kicking him in the balls now if he can't feel the pain? When he wakes up, I'll kick him hard. He loves to torment the weak so much, he should taste this pain. Only when he feels it himself can my Lie Feng rest in peace." Jiang Chengzong withdrew his hand and wiped it on his clothes as if it had been contaminated with something unclean.
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