The Paranoid Prince is pretending to be pitiful again [Transmigration Book]

Duan Xingyu didn't look at him, "Cross your palm, let me tell you."

Qiu Hongzheng's heart was in his throat. After all, what he said was really not pleasant. If his father's words reached his father's ears, he would inevitably be punished.

"Because... I got a first-class strategy, and he is jealous." Duan Xingyu said nonsense with his eyes open, but he had a serious expression on his face, which looked very serious, and he didn't seem to be talking nonsense at all.

"..."

"..." Qiu Hongzheng was speechless.

"Is that so? Qiu Hongzheng." Zhang Zheng said sternly.

"Yes... yes..." Qiu Hongzheng couldn't say it out of pain.

The naughty boy was also there, and he really laughed angrily when he heard this, "What about you then? What does this matter have to do with you? Are you also jealous of Duan Xingyu?"

"Cough..." Xie Shijue hadn't calmed down yet, "This matter had nothing to do with me, but I think Duan Xingyu was born weak, and I was afraid that he would be beaten badly, so..."

Qiu Hongzheng just wants to talk about the frailty of bullshit!His face is still aching.

"Nonsense!" Fighting because of this kind of thing is the behavior of children. After all, it is not a big mistake, but it is inevitable to be punished. "I don't have to go to class in the afternoon, so I will stay here and kneel and think about my mistakes."

"Holding the palm," Duan Xingyu really didn't want to involve any more unrelated people, "This matter has nothing to do with Xie Shijue, he didn't fight."

"It's related." Xie Shijue insisted on staying, "I got into a fight with Qiu Hongzheng, right?"

Received the threat from Xie Shijue's eyes, Qiu Hongzheng felt aggrieved, but could only follow him, "Yes."

"..."

Zhang Zheng was very angry, "Kneel here and think about it."

After the masters left, Xie Shijue quietly moved towards Duan Xingyu, watching their shadows overlapping on the ground.

"Are you okay?" Duan Xingyu looked at him and asked.

"I'm fine, it's nothing." Xie Shijue just laughed, "It's you, where did you get hurt? This guy doesn't attack lightly or seriously."

Duan Xingyu shook his head, but Qiu Hongzheng protested, "Why didn't you ask me where I was hurt?"

Xie Shijue glanced at him, "Tell me, why did you fight?"

Just now that set of rhetoric, the master will believe it, but he will not believe it.

Qiu Hongzheng bit his lower lip, suddenly lost his breath as if biting a rubber ball, and turned his head to the side, not looking at him.

"Don't tell me?" Xie Shijue sighed in his heart, not even talking about him, let alone Duan Xingyu, but he still turned his head to look at Duan Xingyu, "What about you? Would you like to tell me?"

Duan Xingyu knelt upright, looking ahead.

"That's all." Xie Shijue stopped asking and knelt quietly.

"Actually, you don't have to."

Xie Shijue kept looking at the shadow on the ground, but when he heard his words suddenly, he didn't react for a moment.He wondered, "Huh?"

"This matter has nothing to do with you."

"...Oh." Xie Shijue's tone was a bit colder, but a smile appeared on his face, "I'm happy."

Punishment is really not superficial. The three of them knelt for an entire afternoon. When they left the Discipline Pavilion, their knees hurt and their legs trembled.

Cai Yujun and Lou Zhimei immediately came up to him, supporting Duan Xingyu.

Cai Yujun was stunned, and at the same time, he admired Duan Xingyu a little more, "Xiao Yu, I won't say that I am your brother in the future, you are my big brother! You actually fought with Qiu Hongzheng, and even He was wounded, it was amazing!"

"..."

Lou Zhiwu said speechlessly, "Stop messing around, if Master hears it again, do you want to be punished to kneel?"

"Uh...I don't want to." He helped Duan Xingyu into the school, "But it's fine, why do you guys fight?"

Duan Xingyu shook his head.

Cai Yujun wanted to ask more questions, but was stopped by Lou Zhimei.

When A Mao came over, he saw the injury on Duan Xingyu's face, and began to cry, heartbroken.

Duan Xingyu coaxed him for a long time before coaxing him well.

"Master...how about you not go back today." A Mao said worriedly, sniffling.

"how?"

"Master Hou knew you were fighting, and is waiting for you in the study..."

Duan Xingyu frowned, "How would he know?"

It's only been an afternoon, and it has reached my father's ears?

"Yes...it's the eldest son..."

Duan Xingyu didn't say anything else, but endured the pain in his knee and got into the carriage.

As soon as he entered the mansion, he went directly to the study.Both father and eldest brother are inside.

"Kneel down."

Duan Xingyu knelt obediently.

"Did you fight with someone at school today?"

"Yes."

"Why fight?"

Duan Xingyu pursed his lips and said nothing.

"Why else?" Duan Xingqin looked down at Duan Xingyu condescendingly from the side, "I told you a few days ago to restrain yourself, you are causing trouble, and you are still as ignorant as you were when you were a child."

Duan Xingyu remained silent.

"Duan Xingyu" didn't dare to do anything when he was a child, because he was cowardly at that time, so he allowed them to bully him, and now Duan Xingyu is unwilling to refute him, but it's not because he is afraid, but because he doesn't want to.

Those people said his mother's words, and he didn't want to say them no matter what, especially in front of Duan Xingqin.

"Fortunately, I also have some friends in the Imperial College who told me about this. Otherwise, if you offend General Qiu, don't expect any good results. Now this General Qiu is a celebrity in front of the emperor. I don't ask you Learn to get along with people, at least not because you offended people and ask me and my father to help you deal with the aftermath."

"I will solve this matter myself, don't bother me."

Duan Xingqin snorted coldly, "Solve it? How can you solve it?"

He turned to look at his father, "General Qiu has a bad temper, and Qiu Hongzheng is his most beloved youngest son, and he is also arrogant and domineering on weekdays. I have some friendship with his elder brother, but I can't figure out his family's relationship." Temperament, I only know that they will never give up easily. I think the only way out for now is to punish him severely to show our apology."

Father thought for a long time, "Go get my ring whip."

"Yes." Duan Xingqin quickly ran out.

Duan Hou said earnestly, "Father knows that you are not an unreasonable child. You must have your reasons for fighting with him. It's just about today. Father must punish you, do you understand?"

"En." Duan Xingyu knew that it would be better to close the door and solve it by himself than handing him over to General Qiu to solve it.

He accepts.

"Father," Duan Xingqin took the whip and handed it to Duan Hou.

Duan Hou took the whip, and with a flick of his hand, it hit Duan Xingyu's back, causing a tear in his robe.

Duan Xingyu pursed his lips, but still straightened his back.

There was another "pa", and Duan Xingyu felt cold sweat slipping down his temples.

When the third whip was struck, his back was burning hot, the fourth whip was a little numb, and by the fifth whip, something warm was flowing.

"These five lashes are a lesson for you. Remember, I sent you to the Imperial College for your study, not for you to fight."

Duan Xingyu's biting lip turned white, "Yes."

Seeing that Duan Hou only took five lashes, Duan Xingqin said anxiously, "Father, these five lashes may not be enough to explain to General Qiu, I..."

"Enough." Duan Hou interrupted him, looking a little tired, "I will explain the rest to General Qiu personally."

After Duan Hou said this, Duan Xingqin couldn't say anything more, but he was still a little unwilling to let Duan Xingyu go so easily.

On the other side, Duan Xingyu was lying on the bed, the doctor had already given him the medicine, and Qin was sitting beside his bed, wiping away his tears with a handkerchief.

"Mother...don't cry..." Duan Xingyu said weakly, he didn't dare to use too much force, otherwise the wound would be unbearably painful. "I'm fine."

"It's okay to fight like this?" Qin's heart ached, "Why do you want to fight with others?"

When it came to this question, Duan Xingyu couldn't say it no matter what, "Mother, don't ask."

"Even mother can't say it? Mother knows, when you grow up, there will be birth between mother and child..." She cried even harder as she spoke.

"Mother... don't think about it, it's because of some trivial things that conflicts occurred."

"Didn't mother tell you? There are some people we can't afford to offend, so we should avoid them. The Ninth Prince is, and so is Young Master Qiu. General Qiu is now highly regarded by the emperor, and even your father respects him a lot. Don't blame your father for this."

"I understand." Duan Xingyu nodded. He was acting impulsively today. If Qiu Hongzheng hadn't insulted his mother, he would definitely not have fought with her. "Mother, I promise you, I won't fight again in the future."

Hearing what he said, Qin felt a lot relieved, "It's just that if someone bullies you, you have to come back and tell your father, you know? Don't suffer alone."

"I know." Duan Xingyu felt that the wound was getting more and more painful, so he had to think of an excuse to let his mother leave, "Mother, I want to eat the shredded chicken porridge you made."

After finally sending his mother away, Duan Xingyu relaxed, and the pain he had been suppressing just now was released at this moment. He bit his lip, not daring to move, waiting to slowly get used to the pain.

It was night, and Duan Xingyu was lying on the bed, feeling uncomfortable no matter how lying down, he couldn't bear to move around several times, trying to find a comfortable position, but he couldn't find a suitable position.

The candlelight was a bit dazzling, and he couldn't fall asleep no matter what.

Through the thin gauze curtain, Duan Xingyu saw someone coming in, and quickly closed the door again.

"A Mao, put out the candle."

The man didn't respond, and when he got closer, Duan Xingyu realized that the man was much taller than Amao.

Duan Xingyu shouted, "Who is it?"

That person opened the veil and came in, it was Xie Shijue!

"why you?"

Xie Shijue only stared at his back because the action on the bed just now had blood oozing from his back. He sat down by the bed and took out a bottle of medicine from his clothes.

Duan Xingyu stretched out his hand to grab his hand that was about to apply medicine, but touched the wound again, "Hiss..."

"Don't move around!"

Xie Shijue grabbed his hand anxiously, and lowered his voice, "Just tell me what you want, and I'll get it for you."

"How did you come?"