Have You Written Your Will Today?

  Chapter 223 Begging the Yue family to punish him severely

   After leaving the rockery, Shen Wei went back to the wing room to rest.

   This sleep is two hours. When she woke up, she saw Cui Rong holding the newly-acquired shuttlecock in her hand, showing off intentionally.

   "Guess how many I can kick?"

  Shen Wei didn't bother to step on it, and she couldn't see Cui Rongcun's thoughts: "Don't guess, can I just praise it?"

   "It's amazing. Your legs were clearly made for kicking shuttlecocks, but they're a little short, not tall."

  Cui Rong: "..."

  You are short!

  Cui Rong stared: "I'll give you a chance to compare with me. You won't let you lose too badly."

  Shen Hua's clear and black eyes were shining brightly.

   "Compared to me?"

"Um."

   "But I don't want to compare with you."

"no!"

   "Then I admit defeat."

  Cui Rong is very fierce, she raised her head proudly, with her hands on her hips: "Then I am not invincible in victory?"

"no!"

  The more Shen Hua didn't want to compare, the more itchy she became.

   "I order you to kick the shuttlecock."

   "I am the princess, you have to listen to me."

  Shen Hua: "I didn't hear that."

   After all, Cui Rong suffered under Shen Hua's hands, so it's not good to be strong all the time. The little girl put down her pinched arm somewhat unnaturally, clenched her fists and her eyes wandered.

  She was sad and angry.

   "Sister Shen, I beg you."

  Shen Hua lowered her eyes slowly: "I heard it this time."

  Cui Rong hurriedly sent the shuttlecock to Shen Hua.

  The shuttlecock was made of pigeon wings by the maid who served her. It is small and delicate. Shen Wei put the weight on the pad, and after she knew it, she threw it down, and the embroidered shoes stuck out of the skirt.

  Catch it with your toes, and throw it up slightly.

   Cui Rong counted carefully.

  Shen Wei received it very steadily, but it didn't take long before her body couldn't take it anymore. But ten, the girl stopped.

   Cui Rong's serious comments.

   "That's it."

   "It's my turn, Sister Shen, count for me."

  She proudly held back her appearance. Listen to Shen Hua counting.

"one."

"one."

"one."

   Cui Rong stopped.

   "What's going on! You count up! Keep going."

  Shen Hua cooperated very well this time, counting from one to nine. Then he said slowly.

"eight."

"seven."

  Shen Hua Youyou: "It's amazing, but why are there fewer and fewer?"

  Cui Rong: ...you ask me, who should I ask?

"five."

"two."

  Cui Rong: Why are you still jumping and falling!

   "You are too much!" She shouted loudly.

  Shen Hua covered her heart.

"What’s wrong with you?"

   "Frightened by the princess."

  Cui Rong:! !

   "Is the princess still kicking?"

  Cui Rong turned his head and ran away angrily.

   Seeing her leave, Shen Hua restrained her smile a little. With a painful expression on her face, she leaned against the wall weakly and slid down. After a moment of slowing down, he calmly and familiarly wiped off the remaining blood stains at the corners of his mouth with a handkerchief.

  The blood on the white handkerchief was still not the normal bright red, but it was no longer thick black.

  Shen Hua stared blankly at Bai Pa.

   Until, Cui Rong folded and went back and forth. Shen Hua subconsciously put away the handkerchief. Then, she hooked her finger towards Cui Rong.

   "Little devil, help me up."

  Cui Rong: "It's just a blink of an eye, I really don't worry at all."

  She said so in her mouth, but her body was honest, and she ran over quickly.

  Shen Hua supported the wall with one hand, and with some strength from Cui Rong, she stood up. Cui Rong moved another chair and asked Shen Wei to sit down.

Cui Rong pursed her lips, and she faltered: "Are you uncomfortable? I can go to Ni Kang. What about Ying Wu, did she go to the kitchen to steal chicken legs again. If I hadn't come back, who would help you? Ying Wu As I said earlier, Ying Wu is usually okay, but when he encounters chicken legs, he always makes mistakes. If you eat, you will know how to eat."

   Shen Hua's breathing was shallow.

  She pretended to be indifferent: "I'm fine. Yingyi went to get the medicine."

   "Then you just—"

   "It's nothing, I just want to order you on a whim."

   Cui Rong pouted.

   She didn't say: But you just scared me.

  Shen Hua: "What are you doing back?"

   "I heard that Chong Bingwen is here. Right now, I'm getting rejected outside."

  Chong Bingwen?

  Shen Hua understood.

   "Do you want to go there?"

   Cui Rong shook his head: "My mother won't let me. My mother also said that I won't be allowed to call him cousin uncle again."

  She pointed at Shen Hua: "I want you to accompany me."

   "I can tell my mother later that you insisted on dragging me, so that my mother will not blame me. What do you think?"

   "I think your thinking is very beautiful."

  ——

   Chong Bingwen was very dizzy, reeking of alcohol. Fear made him sober.

   "Mother!"

   "Let Ai Niang come out to see me."

  He slammed on the door of Xuan Mansion.

  Old lady Zhong told him that it would not be too late to come back tomorrow, but he dared not. There is a guilty conscience in being a thief, and even more so is the fear of losing.

  Old Madam Zhong doesn’t understand the depths of the officialdom, but he knows it best.

  The Hanlin Academy is the poorest place in the imperial court where there is no money to be made, but the candidates squeezed desperately into it.

  Among the top three candidates in the scientific examination hall examination, the No. 1 ranked No. 2, and then entered the Hanlin Academy. The number one scholar is awarded the official from the sixth rank, and the second place is the seventh rank.

  The grade is not high, but it is expensive enough.

   In the future, if he falls into the eyes of the officials, he will be able to advance step by step. Nearly half of the civil servants in the DPRK have survived in this way.

  If it wasn't for the Xuan family, he would have been sent out of Shengjing to become a county magistrate in a small county if his luck was bad after Zhong Bingwen released the list. Where is the present day?

  He does have literary talents, but his inertia makes him just want to hug Xuanjia's leg tightly.

  Therefore, he hasn't read at night by the lamplight for a long time.

  The Hanlin Academy's monthly assessment, the bachelor has long been dissatisfied with him, but because Yongchang Bo is his mentor, he did not attack him.

   Being kicked out of the Hanlin Academy, in the final analysis, is nothing more than a word from Xuanjia.

  Xuan Ai is his favorite. Xuan Ai is also the most beautiful but not squeamish girl he has ever seen

  When he first married her, Chong Bingwen was overjoyed. I also want to be good to her alone.

   But Xuan Ai is beautiful, she is not as good at acting like a baby, not as good at taking the initiative, and even less good at talking love. After a long time, it will appear dull and tasteless.

   Seeing that he couldn't respond, Chong Bingwen's heart sank. He also didn't care about the people watching. He lifted his clothes and knelt down.

   "I'm guilty, I just want to see my wife."

"People can not escape from doing wrong!"

   "I beg the Yue family to punish me heavily, and I will accept all the texts."

  He yelled word for word, repeatedly. His voice became hoarse.

  Xuanjia has a good face, so how can he make him kneel more.

   Sure enough, the rich door was opened by the people inside. Make a dull sound.

   is Xuan Shen.

  The man looked at him coolly.

  The servant appeared behind him, and quickly spread the things in his hands in front of Chong Bingwen.

   is a square piece of wood covered with spikes.

   Chong Bingwen was startled.

"this-"

   Xuan Chen sneered: "Don't you recognize it?"

   Chong Bingwen only felt the cool breeze.

"etc."

  Cui Yun strode forward.

  Zhong Bingwen just breathed a sigh of relief. Sure enough, Cui Hou was not that impulsive.

  I saw Cui Yun holding the crock in his hand, let go of the crock above the wooden torture instrument, and the crock fell from the building. The pieces fell all over the place, and the salt inside spilled out.

   Broken porcelain pieces, densely packed spikes were sprinkled with salt again.

  Cui Yun: "Kneel!"

   Will it be a bit ruthless, hahahaha, this is just the beginning.

   I saw a lot of urging and updating in the background. I wrote too slowly, and I was too slow. With the hand speed, the train of thought cannot keep up. Sorry.

   I can only say that I will try my best, but there is really no guarantee.

   Finally: The recent epidemic is too serious, and many friends around me have been recruited. Everyone must pay attention to protection.

  (end of this chapter)