Time and Space Management Bureau: Live broadcast with Dingliu in the end of the world

"not yet."

"You're still like a peacock with its tail open."

Leng Yuexiu narrowed his eyes and stared at Father Leng.

Father Leng sneered, "Okay, I won't interfere with your affairs, just don't cause big problems."

Leng Yuexiu didn't say anything, and Leng's father added, "According to the usual practice, in addition to the punishment of the fine palace, you must also receive the family law. If you do something wrong, you must bear the responsibility."

"For the sake of your injury, go to the ancestral hall, kneel down, recite the clan rules, and receive ten sticks to pass the test."

Leng Yuexiu was waiting for this when he returned home. When he heard the conclusion, he felt like the dust had settled.

"it is good."

After saying that, Leng Yuexiu turned around and left without any hesitation.

Father Leng looked deeply at Leng Yuexiu's back, then watched him walk around the screen and leave.

Behind Leng's father, the housekeeper was respectful. After Leng Yuexiu left, he asked in a low voice, "Master, you should pay more attention to the young master. He is working very hard at a young age."

Father Leng snorted coldly and glanced at the housekeeper, "Do you think he wants to talk properly?"

The housekeeper didn't dare to say anything, so he shut up and poured tea for Father Leng.

Leng Yuexiu left the hall and went straight to the ancestral hall of the Leng family residence without going anywhere else.

The location of the ancestral hall is an area opened up by a single door in the manor. The decoration and layout of the entire ancestral hall is much more normal, with a solemn and sacred feeling everywhere.

Leng Yuexiu felt that staying in the ancestral hall was more comfortable than staying in that mansion.

He walked to the front, picked up three sticks of incense and lit them. He raised his arms, put them to his forehead, and offered the incense respectfully.

After inserting three pillars of fragrance into the incense burner, he knelt obediently on the futon, with his back straight and serious, reciting the ancestral precepts and rules of the Leng family.

There is always a little magic in the ancestral precepts, which calms your mood while reciting them.

After reciting, he kowtowed three times to the tablets, stood up and looked at each tablet seriously. After reading the last one, he nodded slightly as a greeting.

After leaving the ancestral hall, outside the ancestral hall, the family law enforcer was already in place.

Leaders are not allowed to wear tops. The reason for this outrageous rule is that a junior from the sidelines, being smart, stuffed a bunch of cotton inside his clothes.

The executive officer felt it with a stick, and this rule has been in place ever since.

Leng Yuexiu was the child with the most family sticks, so he was very familiar with this process. He neatly took off his shirt, leaving only a white vest.

In theory, a vest that sticks to the skin won't have much impact, but today the family law enforcement officer just waited aside.

Leng Yuexiu glanced at him, a little confused, squinted his eyes, and took off his vest.

The family law enforcer was actually very embarrassed. He clasped his hands behind his back again and again. What could he do? The head of the family said that it would be just a formality today. The beatings should not be too harsh and leave marks on the skin. Don't hurt yourself, it's very difficult for him to handle.

The entire back was exposed, and he could use the force he needed to hit each time, otherwise it would be difficult to tell the difference. If the blow was too dark, he would be the one who got hit with the stick.

This was also the first time that the family law enforcement officer felt the family master's care for the young master, which made him even more excited. He had never used this method before.

The executive felt miserable and had nothing to say.

Leng Yuexiu was waiting there with his upper body naked and his arms hanging naturally. The executive did not make a move but had a strange expression on his face.

"Fight or not, I'll leave if you don't."

Leng Yuexiu spoke coldly.

Only then did the executive react, coughing in embarrassment, and picked up the stick.

The stick is very heavy and made of several materials. It can hit a person's skin to open the flesh, or it can hit the face without showing it.

There are also things to pay attention to when being beaten. How hard should you use to catch the stick to the extent of protecting yourself?

Leng Yuexiu watched him get into position, adjusted his breathing, and slightly strengthened his arms to get ready to receive the baton.

When the stick hits it, the sound is quite loud, almost the same as when I received the family law before, but it just... doesn't hurt much?

Leng Yuexiu tilted his head and looked at the executive in confusion.

The executive officer felt a little guilty when he saw this questioning look.

It stands to reason that the executive officers in the family are also passed down from generation to generation. Favoritism and malpractice are not allowed, and everyone must be treated fairly and justly.

However, the prerequisite for following this discipline is to obey the instructions of the family leader, so the executioner does not violate the ancestral precepts, but he himself feels uncomfortable.

The executive's expressionless face resisted the pressure from Leng Yuexiu's eyes and continued with the second blow.

The second stick was the same. Leng Yuexiu raised his hand to stop and frowned.

"Didn't you eat?"

"When did the family law lower its standards?"

The executive officer was speechless when asked, and even though he tried hard, he couldn't hold back a single word.

"Family law is family law. Fight as you should. It's not honorable to let go."

The executive stood there, making no move or rebuttal.

Leng Yuexiu shouted angrily, "Hit me!"

The executive weighed it up and decided to listen to the young master. It should be fair and just. Let it be done as it should be. This kind of operation not only insulted the responsibility of the family law enforcement officer, but also insulted Leng Yuexiu.

My own young master, I heard that the punishments of thunder and lightning are all iron-clad, but the mere domestic sticks are used to let loose. If the news spreads, it will bring disgrace to the young master's face.

The executioner tightened his fingers, held the stick, and struck hard.

Leng Yuexiu clenched his fist, felt the familiar pain, and nodded, "That's right."

After being beaten with eight sticks in a row, his back was completely bruised, and there were blood drops oozing out from the surface.

Leng Yuexiu tilted his head, "I still have two more sticks to finish."

The executioner's stick stood on the ground, "Master, the ten sticks are over."

Leng Yuexiu was dissatisfied, "You want those two sticks?"

The executive wondered, "What do you mean?"

Leng Yuexiu kicked the lower end of the stick with his toes, and the stick flew out at an angle. Leng Yuexiu caught it neatly in his hand, waved his arm, and hit the executive officer directly in the abdomen.

The executive officer was caught off guard by the sudden blow from the stick. He bent over and spat out a mouthful of water.

When the executive stood firm, Leng Yuexiu swung a stick at his back. The executive staggered, took half a step forward, and hunched his legs to steady himself.

After Leng Yuexiu finished beating him with two sticks, he stood the stick in front of the executioner. The stick hit the floor tiles hard, causing the floor tiles to shatter and smoke to rise from the cracked place.

"Remember your responsibilities. No matter who asks you to release water, you should refute him face to face. Even if it is the request of the head of the family, you should not agree."

"These two sticks are a lesson. Don't do it again in the future."

The executioner lowered his head, covering his abdomen with one hand, and agreed in a deep voice, "What the young master taught me is that I will be punished for my mistakes."

The executive took the stick, and Leng Yuexiu picked up the clothes on the ground and put them on one by one.

"No need, those two sticks are already punishment."

"Yes."

After Leng Yuexiu finished dressing, when he passed by the executive officer, he patted his shoulder and strode away.

It wasn't until Leng Yuexiu was far away that the executive raised his head and looked at Leng Yuexiu's back while holding on to his stick.

He is more afraid of and respects the young master Leng Yuexiu than the head of the family. Although Leng Yuexiu is younger than him, he has always made clear rewards and punishments. Those who deserve punishment are not given too much, and those who deserve rewards are not given too much. Take, he is a very decent person and never engages in false pretenses.