The concubine doesn't fall in love, but crazy critics insist on holding her responsible

Mrs. Song's expression of care and concern was so vivid that several martial arts masters couldn't help but be moved.

But Lin Zhiyu finally chose to side with Lin Songyi, walked in front of everyone, and extended his hand.

"This...this is actually a woman's hand?"

The palms of her fair and small hands were rough when spread out. Compared to Xie Ling's bloody hands, it was obvious that her hands had survived and had developed a thin layer of calluses.

The same is true for treating my own sister, impartially.

Mrs. Song and Mrs. Xie were not surprised, but they still frowned at Lin Zhiyu's choice.

Lin Songyi held her sister's hand and raised it, "Did you see it? This thick layer of callus is what Xie Ling lacks!"

Lin Songyi looked at Xie Ling, who was lying in her mother's arms pretending to be pitiful. She just happened to see his moment of failure, her eyes were angry, and she smiled, "This is also the reason why you can't hold the knife steady. If you don't use it for a day, If your hands are worn like this, you won’t be able to do it for a day!”

"As for why I kicked Xie Ling down just now!" Lin Songyi looked up, "I did mean it. I believe a few old gentlemen also saw it when they came. Xie Ling was staggering on the plum blossom pile. If I hadn't kicked him down, he would have been killed. If he hangs on it for a long time and then falls, he will probably end up with broken bones and tendons, and will be a cripple for the rest of his life!"

"Lin Songyi! Who do you think is lame!"

Lin Songyi ignored the Song family and looked at the martial arts masters respectfully, "As for this sandbag, you gentlemen should be able to understand Songyi's painstaking efforts. Mr. Zongzheng, you are the oldest among them, so you might as well do it." Try Xie Ling’s skills?”

"The younger generation selfishly believes that Xie Ling is a talent that can be made. He can bear the weight of this sandbag. After careful consideration, he is determined to train him like this. Nothing can be made without polishing it. If you want to achieve results when you grow up, you must make some decisions when you are young. effort!"

"Xie Ling is six years old this year, and the best age for enlightenment has passed. If we don't tighten the restraints, I'm afraid this good young talent will be ruined!"

Everyone knows how Xie Ling was delayed.

Mrs. Song felt as if she was being roasted on a fire.

As soon as these words came out, Lin Zhiyu knew that there were some words that she no longer needed to say. My sister had a tough temper, but she was not a fool.

When Mrs. Xie heard that her grandson was a promising talent and was delayed again, she immediately became concerned and said, "Mr. Zongzheng, look..."

The old man with a white beard stood with his hands behind his back. He was none other than Mr. Zong Zheng who was named by Lin Songyi.

He did not step forward to test, but only explained along the lines of Lin Songyi's words: "What Miss Lin said is true. This process of sharpening one's hands and practicing cocooning is indeed difficult and essential. It is common for the young master to be like this now, and it is not enough." It’s strange, and the sandbags tied to the legs do have more advantages than disadvantages for those who are new to the plum blossom pile.”

Regarding Xie Ling's qualifications, he has seen a lot of people, so he doesn't need to test them, he can tell them at a glance.

Xie Ling was stunned. He never thought that his injuries could be overcome so easily.

Mr. Song knew nothing about martial arts, so he thought Mr. Zongzheng was talking nonsense, "How could this be?"

If you have to spend half your life to practice martial arts, how can there be so many people in the world competing to pursue it?
Xie Songnian didn't suffer this crime even when he was enlightened!

Mr. Zongzheng came here because he had benefited from the Song family. He felt offended but did not get angry. He explained in a good temper: "Second Madam is not aware of something, so she took today's plum blossom pile as an example. Tie a sandbag to it to move the center of gravity." Move it down for stability, making it less likely for beginners to fall."

"Secondly, it plays a protective role. Even if it falls to the ground, it can also act as a buffer to prevent injuries to muscles and bones."

"Miss Lin is doing this for the sake of the young master."

Several other warriors also agreed.

It's just... Mrs. Xie is the head of the general family, and her sons and grandsons are all overlords on the battlefield. She has been practicing martial arts since she was a child, so she shouldn't know this.Could it be true, as the rumors say, that today's move is to favor the second house and allow the second house to bully the first house?

If not, how could we have called them all here and asked them to recommend a good master? But who knows what the truth is?
Mrs. Xie's past image was questioned, and she couldn't keep it on her face. Just as she was about to defend herself, Mrs. Song suddenly rushed forward and shouted at Lin Songyi: "Don't you have to argue, it's for Ling'er's own good. You are clearly taking advantage of the opportunity." revenge!"

The wind has changed. Isn't Ling'er's suffering in vain? !

"Song Zhang, you haven't corrected your bad habit of telling lies. It seems that the punishment is light. Could it be that you have let yourself off the hook?"

Lin Songyi looked at Mrs. Xie, and then turned her attention back to Mrs. Xie.

Mrs. Xie was so angry that she didn't know how to answer. She immediately found a scapegoat, "You're from the second family! Stop talking nonsense!"

Mrs. Song cried and said: "Why are my grandson-in-law talking nonsense? You don't know how miserable Ling'er was tortured by her. You heard all Xie Ping's words just now. How could Lin Songyi be doing Ling'er's good? She just pityed her no matter how anxious she was. Talent, you can’t ignore his life!”

"Grandma, gentlemen, do you know how many medicines Ling'er secretly took without telling us, to heal wounds, dissipate heat, relax muscles, and relieve pain... Smell the medicine on his body!"

"Just the day before yesterday, Ling'er had a high fever and took medicine. He was afraid that my mother would keep it secret. This disease cannot be faked. This is all caused by Lin Songyi's torture!"

"Do we really have to wait until someone is dead before discussing the truth?"

The smell of medicine all over Xie Ling's body cannot be ignored, and Mrs. Xie became anxious when she heard it.

Mrs. Song saw this and shouted: "Where is the doctor? Go and ask the doctor to come over! Let's see if Ling'er is tired and sick, or if the wound on his body is inflamed and causes high fever!"

Since something happened just now, the doctor of the government had been summoned by someone and was waiting in the crowd. He immediately stepped forward after hearing the call.

"mother!"

Xie Ling refused to get up, like a frightened bird, he was busy looking for the boy.

Mrs. Song felt confident and pushed the person forward, "Ling'er, don't be afraid. As long as your mother is here, she will never let you suffer any more injustice!"

After Xie Ling left the day before yesterday, she sent someone to the medicine house to ask. Xie Ping did take the medicine back. All of the medicines were precious and expensive. They were specially designed to treat serious injuries and high fevers. They were not suitable for a lowly servant like him. In recent days, , the various wound medicines in Xie Ling's house were never used up.

The one who suffered must be her Ling'er!

Mrs. Song glared at Lin Songyi fiercely.

But he didn't expect that the doctor checked his pulse again and again, and said calmly: "This... the young master's pulse is stable, and there is no..."

The doctor noticed something was wrong and only half-said.

"The young talent is sparse and has little knowledge. It's probably because... why don't we replace him with someone else?"

The government doctor changed three times in a row, but the result was the same.

Mrs. Song was dumbfounded, "What did you say? How is this possible?!"

He obviously took the medicine!Xie Ping also told her that Xie Ling was seriously injured!
"Second Madam, the young master is indeed... not sick."

Not only is he not sick, he is also quite healthy and can eat three large bowls in one meal without any problem.