He spurted out blood and stared straight at the two people who "betrayed" him, completely unable to listen to Fang Jingmo's convicting words.

However, he had an official position, and Fang Jingmo could only convict him, but could not kill him directly. He had to compile a letter and send it to Beijing to hand it over to the Ministry of Officials. Currently, he could only be put in prison and wait for a reply from the capital.

Due to the huge impact of the case, the interrogation was conducted in public.

After Wang Tong was convicted, the people who came to watch showed indignant looks.

Scholars sympathize with those who are oppressed, while non-scholars directly curse.

"Wang Guangzong, you have no fucking son!"

"Our Qingzhou Juren master is the face of the whole Qingzhou! You are still causing trouble, you will die!"

"My eyes are not big, but my heart is big!"

"With a toad face, he really thinks he is a gold-eating beast!"

Under everyone's abuse, Wang Tongpan fainted.

Song Nan heard this from Ruozhi.

On the day of the trial, she did not come to Fucheng and was running in the mountains in Zhuangzi.

That’s right, mountain running.

It's really running in the mountains, the kind of running with a route.

Grandma Yun ordered Yunzhong's daughter-in-law to chase the Song family with bamboo sticks. Anyone who was caught up would have a bamboo stick on their legs.

On the first day, Song Nan was whipped eighteen times!

I originally thought of not running around the next day because of my leg injury, but I didn't expect that Song Liu used some precious medicinal materials to prepare a very effective ointment!

They applied it to the bruised area at night, and by the next morning most of the bruised blood had dissipated, and the pain was gone!

In response, Song Nan gave Song Liu a smile.

"Third brother's medical skills are really good!"

Song Liu also smiled and said: "Nan Nan is still very good. Without the money you earn, I can't afford these medicinal materials. Naturally, I can't make such a good ointment."

Song Nan: ⊙︿⊙

The clown was me? !

Song Nan knelt down and tightened his shoelaces, today was definitely the day! I can’t be slapped eighteen more times by Sister Yun!

These shoes were sneakers that she drew in a pattern yesterday afternoon and asked Ruozhi to rush to make them.

Much better than those cloth shoes or something like that.

At least, Song Nan no longer had to waste time picking up shoes.

Yesterday, there were at least five bamboo sticks slapped on me because I was a few steps behind others in picking up shoes!

Today, she must avenge her shame!

It was only yesterday that Song Nan truly understood that people really lose their shoes when they are in a panic! Cinderella Liang, I misunderstood you!

After the Song family finished their warm-up exercises, Grandma Yun stood in the courtyard holding a gong and said loudly: "Run three laps according to yesterday's route. Those who come back first will have breakfast first, and the last three will run an extra lap at noon!"

Song Nan had already taken a stance, and with the sound of the gong, she shot out like an arrow from a bow.

Unfortunately, someone ran faster than her!

Song Youcai was seen running in front of everyone in a few moments. Song Nan and others could only watch his retreating figure.

Song Nan was about to cry but had no tears, so she could only move her legs quickly in an attempt to compete for No. 2.

Only the last three people have to run extra, but there are only five of them here! ! !

Song Youcai, Fang Peilan, Song Liu, Liu Qiaoer and her!

In the end, the hard truth told Song Nan: short people really can't outrun others.

Two steps for you, one step for others.

When you encounter a small pit, you go around it, and the person jumps directly over it.

But Song Nan was still very happy because she was spanked seventeen times today! A little less than yesterday!

Song Youcai glanced at her, "Why are you giggling? Hurry up and eat, you have to move rocks later."

"I only got seventeen lashes today!"

Song Nan didn't want to think about what would happen later, she just wanted to immerse herself in the pleasure of the moment.

If you make some progress, that’s progress!

Aim for sixteen tomorrow, fifteen the day after tomorrow... From now on, she will be the first one to eat!

After eating, the group went to the entrance of Zhuangzi and picked up the stones that were moved yesterday afternoon.

Song Nan's stone weighed about twenty kilograms, Liu Qiao'er's weighed thirty kilograms, and Fang Peilan and Song Liu's weighed fifty kilograms. Song Youcai went up the mountain to find a huge stone, but he couldn't weigh it.

But Song Nan and the others were moving stones, while Song Youcai was pushing stones.

Also to exercise his arm strength, Song Youcai also bulldozed a lot of the main road in Zhuangzili.

But Song Nan is not greedy at all. She is very self-aware. She cannot move such a large stone, so she should just carry her twenty-kilogram stone honestly.

From one end to the other, there were five round trips in the morning and afternoon.

Last night she ate with a spoon.

why?

Because her hands were shaking so much, Song Nan was very worried about feeding her nostrils with her hands.

Mountain running is a pre-meal exercise and requires speed.

Moving rocks is an after-dinner exercise. There is no speed requirement, but you are not allowed to put down the rocks along the way.

In the past two days, she has been "drunk to death" and "drunk" in these two "exercises". It is no exaggeration to say that if there was not an hour's lunch break, Song Nan would have fainted directly.

Where can I find time to eat Wang’s melons?

Yesterday afternoon, after Ruozhi said that Wang Tongpan fainted, Song Nan also drew the sneakers and hurriedly asked her to make a pair of sneakers in her own size.

Then he went directly to the bed to rest.

At noon, Song Nan and Fang Peilan and Liu Qiaoer were taking a bath in the same room, and they caught them asking about the shoes.

Fang Peilan: "What happened to your shoes? Why are there two straps? Is it because of them that your shoes have not fallen off today?"

Liu Qiaoer nodded: "My little sister's shoes haven't fallen off even once today."

Song Nan laughed dryly: "Didn't I think I could carry the basket with two straps and put two straps on my shoes to tie them to my feet, so they wouldn't fall off?"

The two said in unison: "Let's make a pair tonight too!"

do it do it.

Whoever wears sneakers knows how comfortable they are.

But taking a bath is quite comfortable.

Song Nan also immersed his neck in the water, as if he had returned to the hot spring village in Lanyang.

There is a hot spring village here in Fucheng, but they don't sell it. They can only have a bathtub each and heat the water in the house.

In the afternoon, Song Nan got up and prepared to move rocks later, when he heard good news.

Hua Zhixia has arrived in Fucheng!

Knowing that she was coming, Grandma Yun specially gave Song Nan a day off and asked her to come back tomorrow afternoon.

Originally, Song Nan wanted to ask for a few more days, but Grandma Yun said, "She won't be able to stay in Qingzhou for long, at most one or two days."

"why?"

Grandma Yun said calmly: "A lot of people in the capital are keeping an eye on Rong Anbo's only daughter. Besides, her marriage has not yet been decided, and the people in the royal family are not without their thoughts."

Rong Anbo was suddenly given a title, and those in the capital would surely guess that he had done something to please the Holy Emperor.

I don’t know how many people in the Hua family are watching, hoping to get some benefits from it.

Her natal family has no official position and is not in charge of the military, but she is favored by the Holy Emperor, and she can also help him by being a concubine.

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