The sick and weak son's koi wife is full of luck

Chapter 75 Punishment
County public account.

Xiao Hefan, who was originally straight and confident, hunched his back, and told Xiao Heyao the ins and outs of the matter with a tired face.

Xiao Hefan's increasingly mournful voice echoed in the entire tent.

When it was said that Xiao Tingshen's legs were the work of his own son, he almost gritted his teeth, his heart was tightly clenched by a big hand, and it was so painful that he couldn't breathe.

Their brotherly love is deep, and now that his son has done such a vicious thing, there is nowhere to put his old face.

After the matter was finished, the two brothers looked at each other in silence.

Xiao Hefan's heart was very weak, and he looked miserable in front of his eldest brother, his eyes were red, "Brother, I am the one who is sorry for you! Ever since my sister-in-law was pregnant with Tingshen, she was framed by Shuling. He was so bad that he broke his legs...Brother..."

Xiao Hefan's face was full of guilt, and he was ashamed to say anything.

But the topic has already been opened, and the follow-up matters must be made clear one by one, "That wicked son framed Tingshen without saying anything, but secretly contacted the ministers of the court and the central government to assist King You one after another. It's heaven-shaking!"

Xiao Heyao was shocked in his heart, and raging anger jumped in his eyes.

Although the second brother didn't explain clearly, but he is so clever, he can understand the key point after just a little association.

I'm afraid that Ting Shen has already noticed that there was something wrong with the ambush that year, and has been investigating the truth all these years, and he has taken extra precautions against Ting He. Ting He's leg was crippled by Ting Shen!
How much does your son know about the affairs of the court?
If King You really rebelled, then their Xiao family must be on the cusp of the flames. If King You is successful, maybe the century-old foundation can still survive, if not?Then wouldn't their entire Xiao family want to have the reputation of being a traitor and a traitor!
Thinking of this, Xiao Heyao felt mixed feelings in his heart.

The truth is so, how his son survived those dark and painful years.

Xiao Hefan stared at Xiao Heyao's expression that had remained silent for a long time, stood up and cupped his fists and said, "Brother...it's my younger brother who can't teach his son well. The court congratulates you for committing a heinous crime, and my younger brother only begs you—severe punishment!"

Xiao Heyao looked at Xiao Hefan who seemed to be several years older because of Xiao Tinghe's incident recently. This is a veteran of the backbone of the army, and this is his left and right arm. He sighed deeply, and patted his broad shoulders with his palm, "Hefan , what does this have to do with you?!"

Xiao Hefan felt even more ashamed when he heard his elder brother comfort him so much. He looked as if he had made some major decision, and clasped his fists again and said, "Brother, leave this matter to me, and I will definitely handle it properly."

After hearing this, Xiao Heyao pondered for a while, and then said: "Second Brother, no matter what, Ting He is my own nephew, and I watched him grow up, you..."

Before he finished speaking, Xiao Hefan cut him off, "Brother, don't worry, I know what to do."

Xiao Heyao stared at Xiao Hefan for a few more times, finally sighed, only nodded vigorously, and said nothing.

Xiao Heyao didn't speak, but Xiao Hefan felt even worse, as if he had eaten yellow lotus, it was so bitter that he felt astringent.

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That night.

The night is blurred.

It was warm during the day, but windy and foggy at night.

"Young master, the craftsman invited this time is from Xijun Qijia. You can rest assured that the legs you made this time will definitely satisfy you." Li An, the follower, bowed respectfully.

Xiao Tinghe slashed fiercely across his gloomy handsome face, and snorted softly with disdain, "I know exactly what the craftsmen of the Qi family are like, I'm afraid that the prosthetic leg is only mediocre."

Li An, with his head down, trembled tremblingly. He felt the coldness in the tent. The palms of his tightly clenched hands were full of sweat. Everyone knew that the artificial leg was fake after all. How could it compare with the real one? compared to?

But he said with relief: "Young master, wait for the craftsmen of the Qi family to do it. If you are not satisfied, the people below will find someone with more superb skills. If the villain doesn't believe it, there will be no one named Shao in the whole world." Let the one who pleases the Lord come!"

A sarcastic sneer appeared on Xiao Tinghe's obscure handsome face.

Li An only felt that the blood in his whole body was stagnant, his back was stiff and he didn't dare to move, and he didn't dare to answer easily.

Ever since Xiao Tinghe lost a leg, his temperament has become more profiteering and suspicious, and if he moves, his life will be lost. Even in the camp with strict military regulations, he secretly executed two people, and the bodies were thrown five kilometers away overnight. in the ravine.

Li An only thought about this, and his nerves tensed up, fearing that he would die if he was not careful.

Suddenly, the curtain on the tent was blown by a strange wind, and the cold wind swept across the entire tent, and the candles on both sides of the table were extinguished.

It was pitch black in the tent.

Li An wondered, "What's going on?"

Xiao Tinghe's heart jumped suddenly, and he said anxiously: "Li An, go quickly, and light up the candle."

Li An let out a "hey" and walked towards the table in a hurry, but didn't want to be tripped by something, fell to the ground and howled loudly: "Hey, what is it?"

Just at this moment, there was a strong wind blowing around, the curtains of the tent were blown rustlingly, and the raised dust dazzled the eyes of Xiao Tinghe and Li An.

"..."

"Ting He—" An old and misty voice suddenly sounded.

Xiao Tinghe's heart was filled with icy coldness, his eyes widened unconsciously, looking for the source of the voice, he roared ferociously: "Who is it? Who is playing tricks there! The military camp is important, how can you allow yourself to be presumptuous!"

"Hehe, Ting He, Ting He—Ting He, it's me—why, you don't remember me?"

"Who are you? I don't know you!..."

"Tinghe—I died so badly, ah—" the man suddenly screamed, "Fire, it hurts me so much, Tinghe—come and save me, the damn fire burned my body My skin is burning, my heart is burning—it hurts—”

Xiao Tinghe's heart sank suddenly, like a huge boulder pressing down on his heart. When he heard what the man said, his body exuded a strong murderous aura, and his astonished eyes stared forward, as if he wanted to see a hole there. , yelling like crazy: "I don't know what you're talking about!"

But that person didn't seem to listen to what Xiao Tinghe was saying, and said to himself: "Tinghe, why don't you recognize me? I'm——Zhang Shuguo, I'm your uncle, Zhang Shuguo—"

The man seemed to be in deep distress again, "You are still to blame for this matter, you can't kill me, Ting He, your heart is as solid as a rock, and you want to crush uncle to ashes—uncle hurts!" Ah, Ting He, save Uncle—"

"Ah - I don't understand what you're talking about? Get off, get off, get off - Ang Lee!"

Xiao Tinghe's heart was trembling, and he struggled to stand up, but the other leg was hit by something, and he staggered and fell to the ground.

"Heh—" the man mocked lightly, "How dare you burn uncle and still dare not admit it? Uncle's life in the ground is not easy, and he often feels that his soul and body are enduring the pain of being burned. Ting He, why don't you share some with uncle? "

"Ah - don't!" Xiao Tinghe was so frightened that he backed away unconsciously, trembling all over, his hands fluttering indiscriminately, "Uncle, I was wrong, uncle please forgive me, uncle, I am your own nephew! You were the one who said you wanted to help me!..."

"So you admit that you burned your own uncle?"

"Yes, yes! I did it, I was just afraid...I was afraid that you would leak this matter...Didn't we say it? Anyone who knows about this matter will be silenced..."

Everyone has fear in the face of the unknown, not to mention that Xiao Tingshen, the instigator, cannot withstand the spiritual torture of a lonely ghost.

On the other hand, what makes Xiao Hefan look down on even more is Xiao Tinghe's cartilage.

It's really in vain for a soldier.

The surrounding fire suddenly illuminated the entire camp, and the sound of footsteps filled Xiao Tinghe's eardrums.

The light of the fire reflected a layer of cold sweat on his forehead, and there was a strange smell in the air. Looking closely, Xiao Tinghe's legs were wet.

The atmosphere inside the camp was oppressive and oppressive.

Xiao Tinghe finally recovered from the fright, put down the elbow that blocked his eyes, and caught off guard Xiao Hefan who strode in and stood in the tent.

After leading the army for many years, Xiao Hefan was full of bravery, holding a long knife in his hand, and his strong murderous aura made people shudder.

Xiao Tinghe exclaimed, and the coldness in his heart quickly spread all over his body. He realized that he had been caught in his father's trap. His whole face was pale and ugly, and his thin lips parted for a while, before he yelled out "...Father."

"Don't call me! I'm not as good as a beast like you!" Xiao Hefan tightened his grip on the long knife in his hand. If he didn't try his best to restrain it, the long knife might fall on Xiao Tinghe's neck in the next second.

"I——No!" Xiao Tinghe argued subconsciously.

"How dare you make excuses!"

After a long sip, Xiao Tinghe's intact leg was exposed to the air, and the covering cloth instantly cracked and scattered on both sides like fragments.

Xiao Hefan's saber technique is very good, this knife did not hurt Xiao Tinghe at all, it only cut off all the cloth on it.

Xiao Tinghe was terrified, his teeth were chattering uncontrollably, and he looked at his majestic father in horror, not daring to say a word.

Xiao Hefan's eyes were as cold as ice, and he scoffed: "So this is my son! It turns out that the son I am so proud of is such a wimp who dare not take responsibility! If you admit it directly, I can still think highly of you, father I often tell you to be daring, but in the end you are so daring? How dare you calculate the courage to persecute Ting Shen? Look at how cowardly you are now! You still want to compete with Ting Shen like this, how can you do that? Don't piss and take care of your own virtue!"

The cold wind blew on Xiao Tinghe's exposed legs, and he gritted his teeth.

When Xiao Hefan said this, his chest heaved violently, his majestic face flushed red, no one was more heartbroken than him, and he seemed to be repenting, "It's my father's fault, it's because my father spoiled you too much. You carry human life on your back, just dying like this is too cheap for you!"

Xiao Hefan sighed deeply, and said again: "I know you've been looking for a prosthesis," he glanced at the frightened Li An, "Go, put that prosthesis on him!"

Li An swallowed his saliva, knelt on his knees and crawled to the side of the bed, looking for the prosthetic he planned to throw away, and put it on for Xiao Hefan with trembling hands.

The position of Xiao Tinghe's broken bone has not yet reached all the elders, the hard prosthesis rubbed against the tender flesh, and the sharp pain caused Xiao Tinghe to let out a miserable cry.

Li An paused, and under the pressure from Xiao Hefan's body, he frowned and swiftly put the prosthetic on it.

Xiao Tinghe's back was wet from the pain, but he didn't dare to scream anymore.

Xiao Hefan glanced at the lifeless prosthetic leg, "From tomorrow onwards, you will be sent down to the guerrillas to practice marching and fighting. ... Life and death depend only on your own ability!"

"Father! It's not fair." Xiao Tinghe heard that he was sent to the lowest guerrilla, and he was unwilling to avenge himself, "Isn't Xiao Tingshen able to sit on the position of son because of his uncle, and he was rewarded by the emperor? "

Xiao Hefan glanced at Xiao Tinghe sternly, almost laughed angrily, "You think so? What a joke! Why don't you inquire, how did Ting Shen climb up?

It is my fault!It is my fault!I spoil you too much!Xiao Tinghe, if you die in the guerrilla, that is your life too, I will never collect your body.

You are so narrow-minded, how can a person who only kills his relatives deserve to be a human being! "

Xiao Hefan spent almost all his energy to finish the disposition to Xiao Tinghe, his heart seemed to be slashed severely, the pain was so painful that it hurt to take a breath.

...

It was a sleepless night after all.

...

After Xiao Hefan dealt with Xiao Tinghe, he went to Wubao without stopping.

At this moment, the gate of Wubao is closed tightly, and the surrounding is heavily guarded.

Xiao Hefan was sitting on the tall red horse, staring at the high gate of Wubao with torch-like eyes, he didn't advance half a point, just waited from dark to dawn like this.

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The next day, the sun was shining brightly.

Warmth and Xiao Tingshen have agreed on the drinking banquet. Recently, after eating morning food early, they nest in Gao Xingzhi's place.

Xiao Tingshen's rehabilitation training is going on intensively. Apart from the pain, the scar is also very itchy. He knows that it is growing continuously.

After the two of them had finished eating, they were just about to do their own things when the porter at the door sent a message: "My lord, madam, the second master is here."

Xiao Ting looked at each other deeply and warmly.

Why did Xiao Hefan come here?
Xiao Ting frowned slightly, probably guessing what Xiao Hefan was doing, "Please Er Bo go to the front hall, I'll go right away."

When the concierge returned, he turned and left.

As soon as the concierge left, he asked warmly and doubtfully, "why did the second uncle come here?"

Xiao Ting said deeply: "Qingqing, you'd better go to the embroidered workshop, I'll go see the second uncle, he... probably has something to say to me."

The clothes samples from Gao Xingzhi's place can be rushed out today, and Wenqing originally planned to let Xiao Tingshen go alone. Hearing what he said, he readily agreed.

Xiao Tingshen sent warmth away first, and then asked Xin Yue to push himself to the front hall.

...

As soon as he entered the front hall, he saw Xiao Hefan with thorns on his back, and he came to Xiao Tingshen in a few steps, "Tingshen——"

In this matter, Xiao Tingshen felt that he was not wrong, the so-called recognition of reasons but not relatives, but when he really met Xiao Hefan's guilt-ridden eyes, his heart was full of mixed feelings, and he didn't know where to start.

"Second Uncle—"

Xiao Hefan knelt down directly.

Xiao Ting's heart sank, and he hurriedly bent over to help, "Second Uncle, what are you doing?!"

Xiao Hefan stood still, "Ting Shen, the second uncle has already found out the facts. This incident was caused by court congratulations first, and he deserved his leg being crippled! No matter what the second uncle said, it would be the same. , Second Uncle hereby sincerely apologizes to you. In addition, Ting He that animal has been put into the guerrilla by Second Uncle. Our Xiao family lived on the battlefield and died on the battlefield. He bears his life. How can beheading like this be atonement? ?”

Xiao Tingshen didn't expect Xiao Hefan to do this, besides being shocked, he also felt uncomfortable, "Second Uncle—I'm sorry."

Hearing what Xiao Tingshen said, Xiao Hefan felt even more panic in his heart. He was selfish. Xiao Tinghe was his son no matter what he said. One life has already been tried with all one's strength.

How could his little trick be hidden from Xiao Ting's deep and intelligent eyes.

It's just that he believes that his nephew has a kind heart and can see his difficulties better.

This matter, after all, has to be settled.

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