Royal Gold Magistrate

With the whip down, Meng Weimin didn't feel the pain yet, he was already watching Qian Desheng, who was originally mild-tempered, become indifferent.

The brain suddenly went blank.

It wasn't until he saw him regain his familiar smile and the pain in his waist became more and more intense that he came back to his senses.

He asked loudly, "Do you dare to hit me?"

"Crack!" Another slap of the whip on his waist, Qian Desheng said coldly: "Be gentle and refined, don't speak loudly."

"You!" Meng Weimin dared not speak out, staring at Qian Desheng.

After getting along during this period of time, Qian Desheng has always been a servant, and he never thought that he would dare to beat himself when he left the school grounds!

"Snapped!"

Wu Sheng also silently pulled out a small whip and lashed at him.

"Don't stare, pay attention to your expression."

"What the hell is going on with you! Could it be that you dare to beat me when Mr. Fang is not here! Oh shit!"

Papa, Wu Sheng and Qian Desheng shot at the same time, and the two whips hit Meng Weimin's waist respectively.

Qian Desheng said coldly: "This is all Master Fang's arrangement, how dare you refuse to accept it?"

Meng Weimin, who was originally angry and courageous, immediately calmed down and adjusted his expression hastily.

I was already furious in my heart, but there was a smile on my face again: "Dare to ask...is it really requested by Mr. Fang?"

"That's natural. Now that I'm out on business, I don't need to be in the school grounds. Mr. Fang also said that the training is a little stricter, please forgive me. When you see the gift he gave you at night, you won't have any resentment in your heart."

Since it was arranged by Mr. Fang, there is nothing to say.

It seems that the comfortable days before are gone forever.

Fortunately, there are gifts to make up for the wounded heart.

Meng Weimin sighed softly, bowed and said, "Thank you for your guidance."

Qian and Wu looked at each other and nodded with a smile in their eyes.

"The Qianhu Institute has arranged for you a separate public room. This is the special treatment Mr. Fang gave you. What you have to do today is to practice calligraphy. You are limited to ten days to practice calligraphy to the level of master calligraphy!" Wu Sheng said.

"What!" "Crack!"

"It's only ten days, how can I become a master of calligraphy?" Meng Weimin rubbed his waist, tears almost fell down.

Wu Sheng continued: "It's very simple, just practice writing your name. The three characters should not be difficult, and the rest will be added later."

"It's still a trial period, you must not slack off, or Mr. Fang will find someone new, and you are not the only choice."

Meng Weimin swallowed, nodded and said, "Then do everything according to Mr. Fang's instructions, and I will do my best!"

......

On the first day when he was on duty, Meng Weimin regretted it.

He was beaten no less than ten times in one day!

They were beaten for speaking the wrong words, being beaten for drinking loudly, and beaten for eating poorly.

The most outrageous thing is that I couldn't hold back my fart and got beaten!

Reasoning with them, trying to prove that a gentleman also farts, and taking another whip!

At the end of the day, except for writing and being beaten, everyone else has already started to go out for business, but he suffered in the independent public house.

Fortunately... the first day was still endured.

The unknown gift that Fang Zhengyi presented has been motivating him to grit his teeth and persevere.

When it was time to be on duty, the three of Meng Weimin walked out of the Qianhu House, only to see three horses tied outside the Qianhu House, one of which was a snow-white horse.Fun Court

This horse has a broad chest and hips, and piercing eyes!Comparable to Mazhong Zhongtai, Meng Weimin's gaze was instantly caught.

Qian Desheng walked slowly to the horse, and said with a smile: "You are tired today, this is the first gift Master Fang gave you, a horse!"

for me?The first gift is so precious!

Meng Weimin resisted his excitement and walked up to the horse, gently stroking the horse's neck, his face was calm, not daring to show any excitement.

"Snapped!"

"Why hit me again!" "Crack!"

Qian Desheng sneered: "You don't even smile when Mr. Fang gives you a gift, so who would you show your face to? It's too rude, it's not what a gentleman would do!"

"..."

Meng Weimin squeezed out a smile with difficulty, but soon the difficulty became sincere.

Such a BMW, before I joined Jinyiwei, I definitely couldn't afford it!

Thinking of this, Meng Weimin got on his horse and exclaimed, "What a horse!"

"As long as you like it, there is a second gift, follow us." After Wu Sheng finished speaking, he got on his horse and led the way.

"I don't know what the second gift is?" Meng Weimin asked curiously.

"Don't ask too much, you'll know when you arrive."

Along the way, the three rode forward slowly, and Meng Weimin, who was not surprised, was whipped twice.

The reason is that seeing a big girl on the street...is not in line with the way of a gentleman.

Although I was beaten, there are still gifts to support my mood.

The unscrupulous two talked more, and Meng Weimin had already vaguely guessed what it was.

Now that my wife and children are gone, and I can’t go home, what else can I do?

That is of course a new home!A horse is a BMW, and a house must be a mansion!

Carved beams and painted buildings, servants like clouds, countless beautiful pictures circulated repeatedly in Meng Weimin's mind.

But... the good pictures didn't last long.

The three of them continued to walk for a long time, and the surrounding buildings became more and more dilapidated and the population became sparser.

Seeing that he had already entered the slum, Meng Weimin finally couldn't help asking: "Where are we going?"

"Here we are." Qian Desheng and the two suddenly reined in their horses and stopped in front of a thatched cottage.

There are big red flowers hanging on the thatched house.

Meng Weimin stared straight at the broken thatched hut, feeling uneasy still churning in his heart.

Qian Desheng pointed at the broken hut and said, "This is the second gift Master Fang gave you, Zhaizi! Do you like it?"

Cottages?Horses and thatched cottages, do they go together?

"Happy... hi. happy." Meng Weimin said in a daze.

Seeing him like this, Qian Desheng explained with a smile: "Aren't you disappointed, but don't worry."

"Master Fang is a famous upright official. How can I buy you a luxury house at a big price? Even if you can barely buy it, are you still a gentleman if you accept it? When you climb higher in the future, there will be better ones."

Meng Weimin nodded, feeling relieved a lot.

Thatched cottages are just thatched cottages. If you save them, you will be accused of corruption and bribery in the future, and you will leave a clue.

"But don't get depressed too early, there is a third gift, brothers, come out!" Qian Desheng added.

third? !Meng Weimin's eyes aroused hope again!

However, the hope in his eyes quickly turned into panic this time, and he saw more than a dozen burly men suddenly appearing in the thatched hut!

The leader is the usual instructor Zhou Tie!

Zhou Tie laughed loudly when he saw the people arrived, and walked to Meng Weimin with strides.

"Here we come! We're here! I've been waiting for you for a long time, and the bride is waiting impatiently. Hurry up and go in!"

"New... new wife?" Meng Weimin looked confused.

"Master Fang helped you choose a beautiful girl, and a new one will come as soon as you get married, so you can have fun secretly, come with me!"

After all, Zhou Tie tore Meng Weimin off, and dragged him into the hut.

The inside of the hut was already bright red, as if it was a wedding room.

In front of the altar, a slightly fat woman was standing shyly in a red hijab.

On the altar are four spiritual seats, filled with items such as candles and fruits.

Meng Weimin's eyes quickly scanned the woman's body, feeling a little relieved.

The spirit seat should have been deliberately set up for a false identity.

This girl is not thin... The family conditions should not be bad!It's just that it was too hasty, I don't know which family's big girl with yellow flowers.

Zhou Tie said loudly: "Ruyun! This is the husband specially chosen by the master for you. You are satisfied. Let me ask you again, are you willing to marry him?"

Under the red hijab, Ruyun smiled shyly: "I am willing."

"Then Meng Weimin, are you willing to marry her?"

"I...I...will." Meng Weimin kept taking deep breaths, his eyes wandering over Ruyun's body, trying to use his eyes to penetrate the hijab to find out the real appearance.

Zhou Tie clapped his hands suddenly: "Okay! Send it to the bridal chamber!"

"what!"

"Snapped!"