Border Cook

well.

Zhang Heming felt relieved immediately.

As expected of someone close to Lady Xia, he has a clear distinction between love and hate and will not make wrong judgments out of foolish filial piety.

Zhang Heming glanced at Jiang Yihe, whose face was gradually losing color, and snorted, "The prisoner Jiang Yihe, made up stories in court in an attempt to exonerate himself, and even lied. His crime is even more serious, and he shall be beaten with forty sticks!"

He was already on the verge of death just now, and if he was beaten with forty more strokes of the cane now, he would be half dead!

The cause of the case has been clarified, and once the prisoner has been convicted, no one will care whether he lives or dies. He will be thrown into prison to fend for himself, and will soon be sent to a place to serve hard labor. Whether on the way or when he arrives at the place to start his service, it is all a series of gates of hell.

His life may not be long!

As expected, after following that bitch Xia Mingyue for a long time, Jiang Zhuguo also became so cold-blooded and heartless, not caring about the relationship between father and daughter at all.

How could he give birth to such an unfilial and unkind daughter!

His life was really miserable!
but why?
Why do other people have a smooth and happy life, but he, who is smart and clever, always encounters obstacles, goes through all kinds of hardships, and finally ends up like this.

why!
Why!
Jiang Yihe couldn't get an answer, and didn't know who to ask. He was filled with regret and unwillingness, and fainted during the execution of forty lashes.

When the yamen runner saw Jiang Yihe, who was as dead as a pig, he stopped beating with the board in his hand and handed it to the person next to him.

"I haven't beaten you enough, why don't you beat me anymore?" The runner who took the stick was a little surprised.

"I've been hitting a lot today, I'm a little tired, I feel like I don't have enough strength in my hands. Come on, you have stronger hands, hit harder!"

I understand. This means that he needs to be given a good beating with these forty boards.

Yes, Jiang Yihe is a black-hearted man who even wants to sell his own daughter. Now he is even trying to ask his own daughter to save him. He has such a high nerve. He is worse than a beast.

If he doesn’t break the board today, he will change his surname to Jiang!
As a result, the sound of beating with boards in the torture room became louder than before, and the voice of the person counting numbers nearby gradually became louder.

"Thirty-five, thirty-six, thirty-seven, thirty-eight, thirty-nine, thirty-nine, thirty-nine, thirty-nine..."
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Xia Yunji and Fan Jinglan took Wu Jin back to their residence.

Wu Jin ran for the whole morning, went back and drank half a basin of boiled water, ate two meat buns, and then happily lay in front of the nest and played with the bamboo ball with a bell hanging on it.

Xia Yunji and Fan Jinglan first ate some bite-sized peach cakes to fill their stomachs, drank two cups of tea, and then planned to have a discussion in the yard as agreed.

After learning about this, Xia Mingyue immediately became interested.

Not only did they ask everyone who was busy to stop what they were doing, they also set up tables and chairs, and prepared fresh fruits and snacks so that they could enjoy them while watching.

After everything was ready, Xia Mingyue even took out a makeshift red flag and shouted, "The competition begins!"

After the words fell, Xia Yunji and Fan Jinglan walked to the open space in the yard and touched their noses embarrassedly.

They really didn't expect that they would be watched by so many people just for a brief exchange. However, when they thought of Xia Mingyue and the others' enthusiasm and that they were usually well taken care of by them, it was their duty to provide them with some emotional value at this time.

Face or something...

Just tear them all down first, and pretend that you are a person without face at this moment!

The two people were thinking in the same way. They both coughed lightly and bowed to each other, "Thank you." "Please."

As soon as the two of them finished talking, Fan Jinglan took the first step.

It was very different from her usual image of a graceful and elegant lady. At this moment, Fan Jinglan looked heroic in her tight clothes. Her punches were clean and neat, with a whistling sound and full of fierce momentum.

Xia Yunji still used his usual boxing style, which seemed lazy and casual, and his punches were soft and without any rules. However, only when Fan Jinglan was dodging and resisting did she realize how powerful and unexpected Xia Yunji's boxing style was.

interesting!
Fan Jinglan had never encountered such moves and fighting styles before. In addition, Xia Yunji was not like the sparring guards in the palace or at home who would hold back at all. Instead, he seemed to have shown his true skills. Fan Jinglan became more and more interested and tried her best.

When it comes to sparring, one is usually cautious at first and uses unfamiliar techniques. But after gradually becoming familiar with the venue and the opponent's techniques, one will understand them clearly and know how to respond, and the techniques will become more and more skillful.

Inside the door to see the door, the layman to watch the fun.

Except for the two people who were sparring and Zhuang Cui, the rest of the people present were laymen. They just found the fight between the two people very interesting. They not only watched with great interest, but also cheered from time to time.

Only Zhuang Cui was watching this competition. At first, she was as excited as everyone else, but as she watched, she exclaimed "Huh".

"What's wrong?" Xia Mingyue stopped eating watermelon and asked, "Is there something wrong?"

"How should I put it..." Zhuang Cui scratched her ear, "At first I thought that the boxing styles of Madam Fan and General Ji were both fierce and sharp, but now after watching for a while, the boxing styles are still the same, but the strength seems to have been restrained a lot."

In this case, not only will the joy of competition be lost, but it will also feel...

Zhuang Cui felt that this feeling was a little strange, but she couldn’t put her finger on it.

"Maybe it's just a competition, and it's over when it's over?" Xia Mingyue guessed.

Putting aside the differences between men and women, both of them have their own identities and are involved in many matters. If a fight really resulted from this kind of competition, it would seem a bit competitive and not a good look.

"Maybe." Zhuang Cui nodded slightly.

But then again, whether it's Madam Fan or General Ji, they are both upright and free-spirited people. Would they really care about these things?

Zhuang Cui was puzzled.

Although it was already autumn, the sky was still very hot at noon. After the competition, both of them were sweating profusely, but the winner was still not determined.

After the two people exchanged glances, Fan Jinglan and Xia Yunji both stopped at the right time and stood firmly.

"Concession."

The two of them bowed again, their faces filled with satisfied smiles after a hearty exchange.

"Ms. Fan is truly amazing. I admire you." Xia Yunji said.

Fan Jinglan replied with a smile, "Young General Ji is more skilled."

"It's been a long time since I've had a sparring match like this. Today's competition with Madam Fan was very enjoyable. Why don't we have another sparring match when we have time?" (End of this chapter)