Houfu Key Class

Little did they know that Xu Wan's words made her look more like she was having an affair.

Cuizhi's mouth twitched, and she followed Shunzi to pull her son apart, separating the hands of the dissolute couple.

"Jincheng..."

"He Zheng..."

Xu Wan: "..."

I couldn't think about it any more, or I would play a song of drowning.

The two little ghosts cried and screamed, but they couldn't stand Xu Wan's cruelty. The vicious stepmother fulfilled her duty and dragged Zong Jincheng away. Before she reached the door, she heard the furious voice of a middle-aged man inside: "Where is that little beast?"

Xu Wan: "!"

He Shangshu really came, with such a violent voice, sounding like a father who would abuse his family.

Zong Jincheng struggled to break free from Shunzi's grip, turned around and ran back.

Xu Wan hurriedly shouted: "Jincheng, come back quickly. This is someone else's family affair. Do you also want to have your legs broken?"

Zong Jincheng ran and shouted back to her: "That's my brother. If I don't go back, he will definitely be beaten to death!"

Xu Wan rolled her eyes, thinking that he was too dramatic.

No matter how much Minister He hated civil servants, he couldn't beat his own son to death. However, when she remembered to ask Buyan to catch him, the little devil had already run away.

Xu Wan sighed and chased after him quickly.

"Pa——"

"Ah——"

"Will you change? Will you change? Do you dare to climb over the wall to study again?" Minister He looked at the servant fiercely as he executed the sentence.

The long and wide board hit the nine-year-old child directly, without any slack of force, and blood was seen after one board.

He Zheng was lying on the bench with sweat all over his forehead. The pain made him hold the bench with both hands and clench his teeth tightly, but he still stubbornly replied loudly: "I won't change! I won't change even if I die! You can beat me to death, but I still want to study! I just don't want to learn martial arts!!"

Zong Jincheng heard this sentence when he arrived.

In front of him was still his brother who wanted to climb over the wall every day, but He Zheng's spirit of dying and not yielding shocked him.

Even if he was about to die of pain, even if he had such an unreasonable father, he was still so brave and firm to say what he liked...

It's so strange, it's this strange feeling again.

The little devil didn't understand.

He thought about his hobbies: walking birds and playing with cats, fighting crickets, playing Cuju...he liked all of them.

But if you ask him to climb over the wall every day and break his arm for this love, and be beaten by his father until he was covered in blood...

Then he doesn't like it so much.

The little devil and Xu Wan have different perspectives. He sees the stubbornness of young people in pursuing their dreams, while Xu Wan sees...stubborn people. Both of them are stubborn people!

You are stubborn, he is stubborn, and no one listens to anyone else.

The current Minister He is young and strong, and has good martial arts. It is not difficult to hang He Zheng up and beat him. Relying on force to conquer the opponent is not a long-term solution. He Zheng is one of the famous four little dandies. If this kid is not well educated, he will definitely beat me up when he grows up.

Sure enough, when she looked over, she did not miss the hatred that flashed in He Zheng's eyes.

That was real hatred, which turned pain and unobtainable into hatred.

And the father who was still abusing was completely unaware and was still asking people to continue beating him: "Beat! Beat him hard! Beat him until he surrenders! This kind of unfilial son, I would raise a dog to be more obedient than him!"

He Zheng closed his eyes and clenched his fists.

He didn't say a word again.

It is natural for a child to cry when being beaten. If he can't even cry, he must be very desperate and determined to die...

Xu Wan hurriedly stopped him and said, "Sir, wait a minute, Young Master He Zheng seems to have fainted from the pain."

In a hurry, she made up an excuse, but as soon as she finished speaking, the child who had clenched his fists and closed his eyes opened his eyes again and looked at her in surprise, with sweat dripping from his jaw.

Xu Wan: "..."

I'm saving you, child, can you cooperate!

Hearing this, Minister He hurriedly looked over, but he didn't see He Zheng fainted at all. He shouted at Xu Wan angrily, "Who are you?"

"Master, this is the wife of the young marquis of Yuanyang Marquis's Mansion." The servant reminded him.

Minister He had a good impression of Yuanyang Marquis's Mansion. His family was also a military general for generations, so he naturally wanted He Zheng to interact more with such a military officer's child.

So he softened his attitude: "It turns out to be Madam Zong from the Marquis of Yuanyang Mansion. Come, show Madam and Master a seat."

Xu Wan: "..."

It's already this time and he's still showing them a seat. Does he want them to sit down and watch He Zheng get beaten?

However, Minister He said: "My son is naughty and disobedient, and lacks discipline. It's just right for you two to take a look and let him know what it means to be embarrassed."

Xu Wan: "..."

You are a father... You are really vicious.

Deliberately rubbing the child's face on the ground...

In contrast, she felt that her education of Zong Jincheng was really gentle and could not be gentler.

She advised: "Sir Shangshu, why do you have to be so strict with a child? If he likes to study, just let him study. My husband was once the top scholar in both civil and military studies, and he did not delay his martial arts training."

The little devil also echoed: "Yes, my father is very good at studying!"

"Zong Zhao?" Shangshu He recalled the spirited young man in his memory. How glorious he was in the capital back then. Not only was he loved by thousands of girls, but even the elders of various families praised him.

He Shangshu also admired Zong Zhao's martial arts, but forget about his knowledge. If he hadn't taken the imperial examination and entered the Imperial Academy, how could he have been taught by those old guys to talk about loyalty, filial piety, brotherhood, faith, propriety, righteousness, integrity and shame.

But in front of his wife and son, He Shangshu didn't have the nerve to say that he disdained Zong Zhao's studies, and he didn't scold him for his shortcomings.

If Xu Wan knew that he thought the top scholar was short in his heart, she would probably be so angry that she wanted to beat him up on behalf of thousands of students in the Academy of Literature.

"Master... Zheng'er... Oh my God, how did you get beaten like this! Who the hell did this to you!" Madam He finally arrived, rushed over and carried He Zheng off the bench, "Come on! Go and ask the court doctor to come over!!"

The court doctor came and wanted to check He Zheng's wound, but was pushed away by He Zheng. The child was very stubborn.

Madam He said, "Yes, the wounds are all on his body. Let's go back to the house and see, let's go back to the house and see."

Everyone carried He Zheng to the house to see. Madam He was anxious to follow him in, but the maid next to her stopped her and told her what had just happened.

Madam He stopped and let the maid go in to see He Zheng.

She persuaded Minister He to go back to the front yard, and stayed to talk to Xu Wan: "Madam Zong, thank you for speaking up to stop him just now, otherwise Zheng'er would have been beaten a few more times..."

She wiped her tears while talking, and her face, which was obviously only in her thirties, actually had some haggard wrinkles. I think she has been worried about her third son.

Xu Wan felt sorry for her and sighed, "It should be. Even if I have never been a mother, I know that mothers love their children the most. The way He Zheng and his father get along is problematic. Madam, you should think of a way to break the situation as soon as possible."