Dayong Nu sentenced to death

Chapter 754 Whipping, Kneeling Spirit Joke

"You don't know what's wrong!"

The long whip was raised, and the strong wind pierced through the air. With the sound of tearing silk, Zhen Yu trembled suddenly, and a bloodstain was seen on the back of his shoulder.

"Lord!"

Old Xiao exclaimed, and took two steps forward unconsciously, seeing that the hand holding the whip was trembling slightly, covered with veins, as if trying to restrain himself.

Looking at Zhen Yu again, apart from the initial trembling, he knelt straight and said nothing.

The father and son are of the same virtue.

If you get stubborn, ten cows will not be able to pull them back.

"Master, if you have something to say..."

Elder Xiao recovered his voice, hesitantly said: "Young master, he is just too soft-hearted..."

"Don't protect him!"

The old man turned his head and stared at Elder Xiao, "At the beginning when you were asked to stay in Beijing to preside over matters related to Haiyan Qinghe, I wanted you to watch him. It's better for you to mess around with him. With your skill and means, if you really want to do it, rely on him Where can I stop it!"

Elder Xiao lowered his eyes guiltyly, and didn't say anything more.

Zhen Yu sneered, "Of course he can't stop him. After all, although my young master has no real name, he doesn't dare to kill me just because of this name."

"You bet your life for those untouchables?"

The old man was even angrier when he heard the words, "I have worked hard to raise you for many years, how did I teach you such a worthless thing?"

"Untouchable..."

Zhen Yu knelt up straight, his eyes looked cold and gloomy under the flickering candlelight, "Without the people, there is no home, and without a home, there is no country. You want me to be the lord of the world, but you want me to treat the people as pigs?" Dogs and livestock, slaughtering and slaughtering at will."

"You said that Li's stealing the country is shameful, and the monarch has no principles. What is the difference between what you want and what they want?"

"Those are the people of the Li clan!"

The old man suddenly raised his voice, but Zhen Yu's voice was louder than his, covering it up in an instant, "That's also a citizen of the Jing family!"

"Within the border town, among the mountains, as far as the eye can see, the mountains and rivers and the people are not the property of anyone's family. According to what you said, after I ascend the throne, should I sacrifice all the surnames in the world to the royal family from a hundred years ago? !"

The old man remained silent, his face even more gloomy.

Zhen Yu straightened his back without looking back, his tone softened a bit, and he said in a deep voice: "Father, Jiangshan Fengyue, the master of impermanence, you are so obsessed with restoring the country, you will use any means, and you have gone astray..."

Hearing this sentence, Mr. Xiao thought it was not good.

He can pretend not to care about the same conversation, but if it were this person, then...

Thoughts flashed, the old man's repressed anger seemed to be ignited, and it erupted instantly, and he swung his whip down with almost no time to react, "clap, clap", and whipped four or five times in a row until the bloodstains intertwined on his back were stained and wiped his clothes. dyed through.

Zhen Yu was sweating like rain, his complexion turned pale.

The hands on the knees are tightly gripping the clothes, and the blood vessels and veins can be clearly seen under the thin skin...

"It's a good sentence, the wind and the moon, the master of impermanence."

The old man sneered, "The hatred of the country and the family has long been eroded by years of peace in your heart. With the blood and identity of the Jing family, you dare to say such treasonous words in front of the ancestor's spirit card."

"Believe it or not, today's news that you, the remnant of the previous dynasty, is still alive, tomorrow Haiyan Qinghe will be crushed by Emperor Qianding's army!"

"If you want to calm things down, it depends on whether people are willing to believe it or not!"

"Why do you have to go to that step?"

Zhen Yu gritted his teeth to prevent the sound of pain from overflowing, but every time he said a word, his throat seemed to be filled with blood, and he said with difficulty: "Based on our many years of business, it is enough for the brothers to live well... Marry wives and have children , live in peace, ahem..."

"And instead of licking blood..."

"You are naive!"

The old man threw away the whip in his hand, pinched his shoulders with both hands, and forced him to look up at the tablet, "Do you know why there is no word on it?"

"Not only because Jing's surname is not allowed in the world, but also other people!"

"The year my Zhen clan was destroyed, all of them were slaughtered up to the age of 80, down to infants. Your uncle Xiao's ancestors were wiped out just because they married a daughter and concubine with the prince's mansion, and only survived A seven-year-old with half his face ruined."

"And Xu Fengyang, the Xu family!"

"General Xu's family escorted the crown prince to escape. His wife and sister who were pregnant with Liujia were gouged out alive and carried on the tower. The body was exposed to the sun for more than three months."

"This blood debt, you just want to cover it up with a fluffy sentence, so what are their sacrifices and hatred?"

"Is it a joke!"

Huge force restrained him, forcing Zhen Yu to look at the unnamed tablet. The color of the wood was thick and dull due to age, exuding a rotten breath.

It's not the first time I've seen him.

However, he has never felt the bloody smell more clearly than before his eyes, and he has no way to refute this accusation.

He is indeed naive.

Bloody feud, you kill my parents, I slaughter your children, until the end, right and wrong can't be judged clearly, he only wanted to prevent this hatred from continuing too much, sacrificed innocent people, but forgot about them...

Zhen Yu glanced at Xiao Lao from the corner of his eye.

Old Xiao was expressionless, and he also looked at the wooden sign, the expression in his eyes was unpredictable, and the pain was deep...

Withdrawing his gaze, Zhen Yu clenched his fists tightly.

His originally unclear thoughts became clear after these few whips, and he knew what to do.

"If your mind is still unclear, just kneel here, when will you think clearly, and when will you get up again."

The old man let go of his hand angrily, and walked away.

The sound of footsteps hitting the ground made my heart tense.

Xiao Lao didn't move, looked at the bloody back, and sighed softly: "Young master, you shouldn't contradict the master. It's not like you don't know his temper, so why suffer this time in vain."

Zhen Yu was silent, and after a while, said lightly: "Uncle Xiao, are you disappointed in me..."

Over the years, it was the first time that Mr. Xiao heard such a vague tone from him.

First he was stunned for a while, thinking that maybe the words just now were too serious for him to accept for a while, so he thought about it and comforted him: "It's not...Young master, don't think too much, the master is also very angry."

"I'm not asking him, I'm asking you, you and Fengyang..."

Zhen Yu said quietly.

Old Xiao frowned for a moment, then quickly stretched out, walked to his side and half knelt down, at eye level with him, then stretched out his hand to pick the copper basin that had burnt paper, and said in a low voice, "I don't blame you."

"why……"

"You and Fengyang were brought up by me, and I know each other's temperament very well. Fengyang is upright and loyal, and he only wants to take revenge and restore the country, while you... are unrestrained, unrestrained, unrestrained, the most carefree..."

Elder Xiao couldn't help laughing when he said this, "Young master, to say something offensive, I sometimes think that if Jing Chao is still there, a person like you can only be a rich prince at best, what is the power struggle? Yes, it's really not your specialty..."

"Unfortunately, you were born after the country changed hands, and the people around you are all living with hatred. Even if you don't want to, sitting in this position, you will still be pushed forward."

"This is life, your life, and our life."

Old Xiao smiled wryly, and sighed infinitely: "Young master, accept your fate..."

Accept your fate, go forward, don't look back.

(End of this chapter)