Chapter 7 The Whip

Ning Zhihuan yelled, "Get out!" kicked Ning Qingchen aside, so that Aunt Zhao shouted heartily, and pulled Qingchen aside, "My little ancestor, you deserve it! , was beaten in vain?!"

Looking at the situation lightly, he knew that his father would definitely not forgive him, so he couldn't help but shed tears, raised his head, and wrestled with his father.

"Father, it's not good for your health to get angry when you get angry. If there is something serious wrong with your daughter, can you take it easy? Besides, my daughter doesn't think it's a big deal..."

At that moment, Ning Hou returned home and listened to Aunt Zhao's embellishment, which had already exaggerated how Ning Qingqing was unruly, such as climbing the wall to go out to play the day before yesterday, and today deliberately went to the men's table to show her face, climbing a tree unruly, not only He didn't respect King Jin, and threw his shoes at King Jin.

"My lord, everyone at the banquet now knows about our second young lady. There is no place for my concubine's old face. My lord, it's a good thing you didn't go. If you don't believe me, go back and ask your good uncle go!"

Aunt Zhao's original words.At this moment, Ning Zhihuan was still angry when he thought about it, and he also roughly understood that this is a fact, combined with her always unruly, so the more he thought about it, the more angry he became.

"Are you still talking about it? It seems that you haven't realized what's wrong. Sooner or later, Dad will be pissed off by you, a life-seeking ghost!"

Wei Wei feels sad, father has said this many times.

She looked up, sobbing, and signed in sign language, "Father, I know you always blame me for mother's death, since you hate your daughter so much, why don't you beat me to death now, save me Make you trouble again and again!"

I have to say that the two have very similar tempers.

"Okay!" Ning Hou's temper came up, and he took the whip and swung it over.

Qing Chuan hugged Miss fiercely.

With a "snap", the clothes on Qingchuan's back have been torn, revealing a foot of red.Gentle's arm was also half whipped.

At this moment, someone had a drink.

"Marquis Ning!"

Everyone saw that it was Mr. Su. Su Zhangqing came in a light gray robe, with a rare solemn expression.

"Mr. Ning calm down! Changqing didn't discipline the students well, so he should be punished."

"Mister taught me four sons and daughters, and only such a scum was born. I was wrong. I shouldn't have given birth to such an unfilial daughter!"

"Ninghou, you are still the same after several whippings, why don't you think of a different way to discipline him lightly!"

"This Marquis is disciplining his daughter, sir, it's better not to interfere!"

Ning Zhihuan's face turned cold, and it really wasn't easy to persuade him.

Su Lai listened to Mr. Su's persuasion, but it was difficult for anyone in Ning Mansion to persuade him.Now that he didn't give her husband any face, Qingchuan also felt that there was no hope, and the two couldn't help weeping together.

Ning Hou said that he wanted to raise the whip in his hand again, but he didn't expect the whip to hit it.

It was Su Changqing who grabbed Ning Hou's whip hand.

All the servants were astonished.If it is said that Mr. Su comforted him verbally, there were some, but it was rare to stop him with his hands.

He stopped Ning Hou's whip, "Ning Hou! Be more rational!"

"Now Qingqing is King Jin's quasi-wangfei. You are right to discipline your daughter, but it is a big deal to hurt King Jin's face!"

What Su Changqing said reminded Ning Zhihuan.

Ning Hou was so angry that he dropped the whip in his hand and left with a flick of his sleeves.

Suddenly, he turned his head and scolded everyone: "Whoever dares to let her out of the house privately during this time will not be forgiven lightly!"

Everyone left one after another, only Mr. Su was left to comfort him gently.

Su Changqing looked at Qingqing sitting on the ground curled up, his body was still trembling, his eyes were even red from crying, and he was very distressed.

He sighed slightly, alas, this Marquis Ning, discipline is always so simple and rude.He somewhat felt that Marquis Ning really didn't like this second daughter.

"Don't cry. Gently. These days, you are born to rest at home, and occasionally you can go to Yixiao Academy to go to school to relax."

Nodding slightly sobbing, her shoulders were still trembling, Changqing patted her shoulder lightly, and said gently: "It's okay, everything is up to Changqing."

He walked back along the garden with her, "Do you hate Master Hou?"

"To be honest, I'm afraid of my father, but I don't hate him. My father is a kind and loving man."

Changqing was a little surprised, and nodded, "Master Hou is indeed respected by others, as long as you think so."

"Master, do you know? Why didn't my father renew his wife? I heard my father talking to my mother's spiritual tablet in the ancestral hall. My mother had a difficult labor when she gave birth to me. My father loves my mother too much. And I was a disaster star since I was a child, so my father doesn't like me to some extent. It is reasonable for Aunt Zhao to hate me. She gave birth to Wei Wei and younger brother for my father, but she is still an aunt, so it is not wrong for her to dislike me and my sister. of."

In the twilight, Changqing stared at her, thought for a long time, and said lightly: "Qing, you have always been so kind."

Scratching his head lightly, he smiled a little embarrassedly.Master has always said that he is good.

He raised his head, looked at the last blush in the western sky, and asked in sign language what he had always wanted to ask, "Master, I'm already engaged, why aren't you married yet?"

A trace of imperceptible emotion flashed in Su Changqing's eyes, and he didn't answer immediately.

She frowned (cù) and cautiously said, "You don't like...women, do you?"

Su Changqing finally couldn't help laughing, and knocked her on the head, "Thinking wildly!"

He looked up at the western sky, the sunset was beautiful, and he said indifferently: "If you miss it as a teacher, you will only miss it."

It was the first time he called himself a teacher in front of her, and his brows were tainted with sadness.

A sigh suddenly rose in the soft heart, like a drop of morning dew dripping from the tip of a green bamboo, it easily rippled in the girl's heart (liányī).

It turned out that Master once had a woman he liked, and thought that Master had been a monk in his previous life, so he was so indifferent, but he never married at the age of 26.The little girl was thinking again, what kind of woman would such a knowledgeable and gentle man as Master like?

In the Ning Mansion, no one in the whole family could find Mr. Su's fault. Mr. Su is humble, elegant in words and deeds, and the Marquis of Anding respects him very much.

"Qingqing, it's getting late, I'm going back." Mr. Su said goodbye to Qingqing, and the two left separately.

*
Qingqing was locked up at home for several days, and today she said that she would go to school with Mr. Su in Yixiao Academy.

Na Weiwei smiled across the corridor: "Second sister wants to go out to play by going to school, right? Don't think I can't see it, sir is partial to you!"

This, lightly do not deny.Before, the master was kind to my sister, but after my sister got married, he naturally treated me well.

She doesn't like Weiwei because Weiwei always sues herself in private, but she has a lot of love for Qingchen like a sister treats a younger brother.

At this time, Qingchuan came.

"What is Miss San doing? She skipped class again today?"

(Considering that many readers said that there are rare characters, some characters have been added with pinyin. Jun is a polyphonic character, and the name of the hero has the same pronunciation as Jun, and the other pronunciation [juàn] is like Junyong)
(End of this chapter)

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