I kicked out my vicious husband and married his great-uncle

"The Lord Temple Minister has ordered that the young master of the Xie family should go in by himself!" the person who came out to deliver the message shouted.

Xie Shaohang was as if he had been granted amnesty, and said urgently: "Quick, carry me in."

At this moment, he didn't even dare to call himself "Young Master".

After all, Liu Fangzheng, the chief minister of Dali Temple, had always been famous for his impartiality. He had bribed only a secretary of Dali Temple at the beginning. Now that he had to face Liu Fangzheng, he felt a little scared.

However, the servant carrying the stretcher had just taken two steps when he was stopped by the messenger who came out to deliver the message: "Master Xie, my Lord Temple Minister said that you should go in by yourself."

Xie Shaohang looked puzzled: "I can go in right away."

He just thought that Liu Fangzheng was impatient and couldn't wait, so he hurriedly urged the servants carrying the stretcher.

Unexpectedly, at this time, the man spoke: "Master Xie, I'm afraid you have misunderstood. My Lord Temple Minister only allows you to enter."

After hearing this, Xie Shaohang's lips trembled, but he still had a glimmer of hope in his heart: "Master Temple Minister, will you let me go in by myself?"

"I don't know. That's what the Temple Lord said. I'm just conveying it truthfully."

If he went in by himself, he would probably have no choice but to walk in.

Xie Shaohang gritted his teeth secretly. Just lying here was causing him excruciating pain.

Where can I stand up?

Even if he could stand up, every step he took would hurt him to death.

Just when Xie Shaohang was struggling with his conscience and didn't know what to do, at this moment, in the office of Liu Gongzheng, the Minister of the Dali Temple, Xie Xingyuan was sipping tea comfortably: "Not bad, I didn't expect that Minister Liu has such good tea here."

Liu Fangzheng's mouth twitched: "You still have the leisure to taste tea?"

"Why not?" Xie Xingyuan asked with a smile.

"I know how skilled your men are. If they beat him with ten sticks, his skin would be torn and his flesh would be torn. If he were to stand up and walk in such a state, I'm afraid the pain would kill him."

"You feel so sorry for him, could he be your son?"

Liu Fangzheng picked up his court robe and kicked it over, cursing: "Stop taking advantage of me!"

Xie Xingyuan dodged lightly, sat cross-legged on Liu Fangzheng's desk, and said, "Old Liu, since this kid wants to have the reputation of a man who is willing to take responsibility for his crime, please don't show mercy."

Liu Fangzheng was puzzled: "Seriously, aren't you afraid that this kid won't be able to handle it?"

"Not really. But I have something to tell you."

"explain."

"Come here."

Liu Fangzheng came over and after listening, he glared angrily: "Xie Xingyuan, are you sick?"

"I'm sick, do you have medicine?"

"I won't do it!"

"Unfortunately, I have a clue that happens to be related to your unsolved case that you have been investigating for ten years. Moreover, it is a crucial clue."

Suddenly, Liu Fangzheng, who claimed that he never bowed to the powerful, knelt down and nodded like a lapdog: "Thank you, sir. Please tell me what I want to do."

……

At the gate of Dali Temple, after a fierce psychological struggle, Xie Shaohang finally decided to go in by himself.

After all, if he gave up here, all the pain he had endured for so long would be in vain. Not only that, he would also be laughed at by the onlookers.

Helplessly, he had to let the servant lift him up, and then he walked forward by himself.

However, the moment he stood up, he felt a sharp pain in his back, which made Xie Shaohang tremble all over. His vision went dark, and if the servant had not supported him in time, he would have fallen down in an instant.

There are more than a dozen steps in front of the Dali Temple.

He needs to climb these steps one by one.

As he took the first step, the bandaged wound on Xie Shaohang's back burst open again due to the pulling of muscles, and bright red blood flowed out.

With every step he took, the bloodstains behind him increased.

Cui Shuyan stood below, watching the scene quietly. She wished she could go in and see what Liu Fangzheng looked like. When she returned, she would make a clay statue of Liu Fangzheng, sculpt it into a golden body, and worship it every day.

She knew in her heart that the reason Xie Shaohang could still walk at this moment was because he was numb from the pain.

She has experience with this.

In the last three years of her previous life, Lin Xinrou would stab her with a knife every day.

In fact, the most painful part is the first cut of the day, and after that, the pain will become numb.

When the pain becomes numb, it becomes bearable.

But only after the numbness does the real pain begin.

That kind of pain is truly heart-wrenching!

Therefore, Xie Shaohang will have to endure more pain in the future.

Presumably, Liu Fangzheng was also angry, otherwise, he would not have let Xie Shaohang go in by himself.

In this way, Cui Shuyan felt relieved knowing that Xie Shaohang would not end well if he went to prison.

It’s a pity that she couldn’t see the scene where Xie Shaohang was punished by Liu Fangzheng. What a pity.

When Cui Shuyan was feeling deeply regretful, the person who had delivered the message came up to her. In contrast to his cold attitude, he asked with a smile on his face, "You are the young lady of the Xie Mansion, right?"

"It's me." Cui Shuyan responded, a little surprised, wondering why this person came to see her.

"The Lord Temple Minister has ordered you to come in."

As he spoke, the man raised his hand and stepped forward, inviting him in.

Cui Shuyan nodded slightly and asked as she walked, "I wonder why the Lord Temple Minister is looking for me?"

"You'll know when you get in."

Cui Shuyan nodded and walked inside following his instructions.

After passing a screen wall and turning a few corridors, you will see the office of Liu Fangzheng, the chief minister of the Dali Temple.

Along the way, looking at the bloodstains on the ground, Cui Shuyan felt deeply satisfied.

It’s great that Liu Fangzheng’s office is so far away from the door.

Before I got close to Liu Fangzheng's office, I heard some popping sounds.

It sounded like a stick hitting the hand.

When Cui Shuyan walked in and took a look, it was true.

At this time, Xie Shaohang was standing there, and in front of him stood a man wearing the official uniform of the Dali Temple.

The man had a tall and straight figure, a stern face, and his clothes were straight and without a wrinkle.

Presumably, this person is the Chief Justice of Dali Temple, Liu Fangzheng.

At this moment, Liu Fangzheng was holding a thorny rattan stick in his hand and hitting Xie Shaohang's hand repeatedly.

With every slap, more blood marks would appear on Xie Shaohang's hands.

However, he didn't dare to hide, let alone cry out in pain, and just endured it.

But, Cui Shuyan could see that although Xie Shaohang's expression was very calm now, he must hate Liu Fangzheng in his heart, and he hated Xie Xingyuan who had ordered people to beat him with a stick before even more.

Because Xie Shaohang is a vengeful person.

His mind is not even as small as the eye of a needle.

However, no matter what Xie Shaohang was thinking at the moment, Cui Shuyan thought it was pretty good.

Of course, she hoped that one day, the person who would punish Xie Shaohang like this would be her, Cui Shuyan.

Unexpectedly, just as she was thinking this, she heard Liu Fangzheng say, "You are Madam Xie, right? You come and beat her with the remaining five sticks!"