I want to be a grandson

Chapter 561 Take the blame

"Stop the carriage and come here..."

Inside the carriage, Fu Youde told the driver to stop.

Fu Rang opened the curtain of the carriage to glance at the street scene, but when he turned his head, he had a bitter face, "Father, there is still a distance from Tie Xuan's house..."

Fu Youde stared straight at him and said, "Why, are you here to save face and show off your prestige, or to plead guilty?"

Looking at the small bundle of twigs in the carriage, Fu Rang felt extremely painful, and his masculinity suddenly weakened by three points, and he tentatively said: "Father, is this really the case? Let's go to the door to apologize, it's necessary So... seriously?"

"Since you're here, you have to be honest. If it's not painful, how can others have a long memory? If you want to blame it, you're so ignorant that you dare to cause trouble at this critical moment!"

"Then... Dad, you can hit him lightly a few times, and it's fine if you feel the meaning, don't be cruel..."

"Of course I know! I still need you to teach me! Quick, take off your clothes!"

Fu Youde thought he was dawdling, so he immediately went up and took off his clothes... Uh, it's just the top...

With a "plop", Fu Rang fell down from the carriage and fell straight to the ground, immediately covered his body with a lot of dust, and he screamed in pain.

"Father, I haven't reached the place yet, don't worry, don't worry...you pull me up first..."

However, since his hands and feet were bound with ropes, it was very difficult to stand up, so he could only squirm uncontrollably, his clothes were messed up a few times, his hair was loose, and he looked embarrassed.

Fu Youde squatted down, and said with a smile on his face: "My dear son, the good show is about to start now, we father and son have to sing this play well, just bear with it..."

Then the people in the market will see this scene. A young man tied with a rope walks in front with his head bowed. There is a bundle of thorns on his bare back and a ball of rags tied around his mouth.

A luxuriously dressed father was walking beside him, holding a twig the size of a thumb in his hand, with an old man's sad expression on his face, as if he hated iron but felt ashamed of his son's mistakes...

"Snapped!"

The thorn in the father's hand hit his son, and there was a bloodstain on his back in an instant!
In an instant, Fu Rang felt as if his back had been scalded with tongs!It was so hot and painful that I almost couldn't breathe!

At this time, the rag in his mouth played a role, and he could only make a sound of "ow, ow, ow", even if he wanted to say something to beg for mercy, he couldn't do it.

This is also the preparation that Fu Youde made in advance. He was afraid that his son would not be able to stand up. If he said something inappropriate while being beaten, the play would be ruined!

It finally came in handy!
It seems that it is appropriate to plan for a rainy day!

The street market is full of onlookers, and everyone is watching curiously, but they don't understand what's going on.

Fu Youde said with a sad face: "Fellow folks, I have no way to teach my son. If I give birth to such a rebellious son, I will cause trouble. Now that I have offended someone, I am really ashamed to see others...

But I am ashamed of others but have to make amends, so if I go down again today, I will bet on this traitor and go to the thorns to plead guilty..."

"Okay! The old man is doing well!" Someone among the people yelled such a sentence, which attracted the applause of others!
"The old man has the style of the ancients. If the son makes a mistake, he will take it with him to make amends. This is a strict father!"

"The child makes trouble, and there is a reasonable elder like the old man in charge, so nothing will go wrong, and you don't have to blame yourself."

"Yes, old man, I believe that with this lesson, your son will not dare to mess around again in the future. His father is strict. This is the blessing of his children and grandchildren..."

"Young man, you should thank your father. If no one cares, you may cause some trouble in the future. Your father is doing it for your own good..."

There is a saying that "If you know your mistakes, you can correct them, and there is nothing good about them."

People still agree with and praise the behavior of being able to admit mistakes after making mistakes.

So for a while, the voices among the people all praised Fu Youde as his father.

Fu Youde said modestly: "Oh, it's my father's fault that my son caused trouble, and I can't shirk the blame... Anyway, I just hope that I can pay back a little bit of the guilt, make up for a little bit of mistakes, and make up for a little bit of wrongdoing, thank God It's..."

Turning around, he said to the servant behind him: "Bring the suitcase, let's follow."

Behind him were two servants carrying a heavy box, the contents of which could not be seen because the box was closed.

But after hearing Fu Youde's voice, everyone could still guess that it must be property, otherwise what would be the compensation?
Those with sharp eyes looked at it and seemed to start discussing it quietly, guessing how many belongings were contained in it, and at the same time looked at Fu Youde's eyes differently, where there were ordinary people, it was clearly high-ranking officials and dignitaries!
"Look at the box they carried, how much money is in it... It seems that this responsibility is not easy!"

"I didn't see that the father and son are all silk and embroidered clothes. Can this be an ordinary person?"

"For a family like this, if you offend someone, you have to apologize... What kind of person do you think the other party is?"

"What kind of person? Of course he is a big person! Anyway, we ordinary people can't compare with him!"

"..."

Fu Youde also listened to the quiet discussions of the common people, these were unavoidable.

And since I "teach my children in the street", I just want to let people know!

"Crack!" It was another blow from a thorn, and another bloodstain appeared on Fu Rang's body...

……

As a scholar, Xia Yuanji had been the commander of the Nancheng Army and Horse Division for a long time, which was a sixth-rank official position and belonged to the Ministry of War.

Although this is a military job, Xia Yuanji has also done a very good job. By imprisoning Yong Chengbo's son He Tao and gaining the upper hand in a small "game", no one below dare to underestimate him!

Whether it is catching thieves, patrolling wind and fire, and managing markets,
Cleaning up the streets and canals, inspecting corpses and wounds, compiling and reviewing shop owners, and providing relief to the poor are all done in a decent manner, ranking first in the evaluation of the Ministry of Officials!

And Nancheng, which was originally difficult to govern, has also greatly improved its law and order under his governance.

At this time Xia Yuanji was checking the weights he used in a grain shop.

Because the imperial court had a regulation in the first year of Hongwu, ordered the commander of the army and horses in Beijing to be in charge of the city department, to collate the dendrobium buckets and scales in the market every three days, and to check the names of the teeth and their prices.

Under the panicked eyes of the shopkeeper, Xia Yuanji held the scale and the weight in his hand, and asked the clerk behind him for an iron block, then hooked the iron block with the hook of the scale, and began to weigh it.

When the beam of the scale was parallel to the ground, Xia Yuanji stared at the shopkeeper and said, "Look, this is quite enough!"

The shopkeeper said: "My lord, this... this, maybe the iron block below is not allowed..."

"presumptuous!"

Before the shopkeeper finished finishing, the little official yelled sharply: "The iron block is used by the soldiers and horses to check the weighing ruler. It is marked that it weighs ten catties, and it is ten catties! No more than one cent, no less! Even if you take it from the pharmacy The name is absolutely no problem!

We have gone to so many stores in Nancheng, and no one dares to question the official weight! "

This piece of iron is used by Bing Ma Si to verify whether there are any shortages in various shops. It has always been known for its fairness and has been inspected many times, so it must not be a problem with the weight.

The shopkeeper froze for a moment, and hurriedly said: "I don't misunderstand, I didn't mean that, alas, why is this scale inaccurate, it hasn't been done before...Officer, there is only one thing missing, you hold your hands high... "

Xia Yuanji raised his hand to stop him and said, "It doesn't matter which store you are short of catties and liang of money, you are the people who are cheating on the steelyard! Come on, fine me three liang of silver! Destroy this scale!"

The shopkeeper also knew that it would be useless to talk too much, so he obediently paid three liang of fine money, Xia Yuanji also gave him a receipt, and the steelyard was broken on the spot, and it was several knots.

"Bah, what the hell!"

Seeing Xia Yuanji and the others walk out of the grain store, the shopkeeper spit on the ground.

The little official turned around and just saw his set of actions, so angrily he wanted to teach him a lesson, "This bastard, he is short of weight and cheats others, and he still has the face to scold others!"

Xia Yuanji grabbed him and stopped him, "Forget it, what we did was to offend people. If the common people praise us, someone will scold us. I'm as knowledgeable as him. Let's go..."

"Hmph! That is to say, the lord is magnanimous! If it were someone else, he would have put on shoes for him!"

Xia Yuanji said: "This kind of thing is in the charge of the city management department. Tell them later that the imperial court ordered us to collate the dendrobium buckets and scales in the market once every three days, and check the teeth. This matter cannot be sloppy!"

"Yes, little one obeys!"

In the grain store, the manager of the shopkeeper cursed and asked the clerk to buy a new scale, and told him to buy the most accurate one, and he would never let Bing Masi check out any problems again!
For the fine of three taels of silver, for this shop, how much food that is short of catties and two taels must be sold to make up for it!
Xia Yuanji took the little official to enter another shop, but he saw the people in front of him gathered together and moving towards him.
"Go! See what's going on!"

When the people in the city gather together, something often happens, and in most cases it is a bad thing!
So Xia Yuanji didn't dare to take it lightly, so he went to check immediately.

When he got closer, the common people saw her in the official mansion of soldiers and horses, and hurriedly made way for him to enter a narrow path, Xia Yuanji didn't have time to politely squeeze into the crowd,
When he saw Fu Youde beating his shirtless son with a thorn stick, he couldn't help being stunned for a moment...

What the hell is going on!

So he hurried forward to salute and said: "Commander Nancheng Bingmasi, I have met Duke Ying! Why is Duke Ying?"

Grandpa!
hiss!
Uh!
Cough!

The people around took a breath, and immediately looked at Fu Youde with three points of awe!

This is the Duke of the State, the entire Ming Dynasty is only a few Dukes of the State!I am like an ant in front of others!
Uh, just now I was praising...or scolding?

At this time Fu Youde took a look and said, "Oh, this son of mine didn't live up to his expectations and caused a disaster. I will take him there to make amends."

amount……

Xia Yuanji suddenly felt his scalp go numb, you are a majestic prince who tied up his son and went to plead guilty?
This... isn't this a joke!
How many people in this Ming Dynasty are worthy of a duke of your country going to make amends?Still engaged in such a bloody battle?

Looking at Fu Rang who was so embarrassed with several bloodstains on his back, Xia Yuanji quickly convinced himself that this was a fact!
After all, the facts are in front of you, and Fu Youde won't be idle... let's beat his son!

Could it be that beating your son on a rainy day... is it idle when you are idle?

Xia Yuanji quickly asked: "I don't know where the Duke is going? Oh, what I mean by this is that there are so many common people..."

Fu Youde looked at the crowds of onlookers, and knew that maintaining order in the capital was the duty of the Army Commander.

He said: "I brought this traitor to make amends, so naturally I have to have a testimony. These people all went with me. Why... is there anything wrong?"

At the end, he frowned. After all, the official positions of the two were very different. Fu Youde could be a scold on the street, but he didn't want to be scolded on the street!
"I don't dare..." Xia Yuanji hastily bowed and said: "Duke, after all, there are so many people, if something happened to trample and hurt someone, the Duke would not look good... Why don't you let the officials..."

Fu Youde didn't want any accidents to happen, so he nodded.

Only then did Xia Yuanji heave a sigh of relief, and cupped his hands to the people around him and said, "Everyone, this is a street market with mixed people, please keep order, don't be crowded, don't panic..."

He also ordered the small officials to call all the people from the nearby Bingma Division to maintain order, and then Fu Youde walked forward amidst the crowds of the people until he reached Tie Xuan's mansion.

Looking at the plaque with the word "Tiefu", Xia Yuanji couldn't help but frowned. He and Tiexuan were both Tai students, and they knew each other well in the Imperial College. Without Tie Xuan's great help...

I just don't know how hurt he is...

Fu Youde personally stepped forward and knocked on the door of Tie Xuan's house. The servant looked out through the crack of the door, and was startled when he saw a crowd of people!
The voice trembled a little, "You, who are you and what are you doing here..."

"Please report, just say that the old man Fu Youde brought his son to make amends, please forgive Master Tie!"

The servant blinked his eyes, and seemed to feel that the name was familiar, but couldn't remember it, so he said "wait" and hurried in to report it.

"What did you say? Fu You... Duke Ying brought his son to make amends!"

Tie Xuan, who was dealing with official duties in the study, immediately stood up from his chair when he heard the servant's report. After all, this was too unbelievable!

"Master, someone said that his name is Fu Youde, and that he brought his son here to make amends. I looked outside and saw a crowd..."

Before he finished speaking, Tie Xuan threw the pen on the desk and walked outside quickly.

No matter how Fu Rang offended him, and no matter how much he was injured, even if it was extremely serious, he had to go to meet him immediately.

This is etiquette, and it is also a respect for Shangguan and seniors!

(End of this chapter)