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

Cui Shuyan didn't expect such a good thing to happen. She almost couldn't hold back the smile on her face. She tried her best to suppress her smile and asked, "What do you mean, sir?"

Not only her, but Xie Shaohang also had the same question.

He was in so much pain that he wanted to die. Instead, he hoped that Liu Fangzheng would not dawdle and would finish it quickly.

This kind of procrastination made him feel uncomfortable.

Liu Fangzheng was not in a hurry. He slowly explained to Cui Shuyan, "The reason is very simple. I am in a high position. Therefore, when I beat him, he was only afraid. However, I beat him not because I want him to be afraid of me, but because I want him to be afraid of fairness and justice in this world. Only when he is afraid of fairness and justice can he truly realize his mistakes. So, it's your turn to beat him."

Now, Cui Shuyan understood.

Because her status is weaker than Xie Shaohang's.

Therefore, Xie Shaohang would not be afraid of her, and this would exactly meet Liu Fangzheng's requirements.

However, Liu Fangzheng's efforts were ultimately in vain.

Xie Shaohang only cares about his own interests. As for the words fairness and morality, they have long been thrown out of his mind.

However, Cui Shuyan was still very happy to take this opportunity to beat Xie Shaohang.

But, what reason should I think of to hit him harder?

Cui Shuyan hadn't figured it out yet, but she heard Liu Fangzheng reminding her: "Be sure to hit him harder. If you hit him too lightly, I will let the executioner hit him."

The executioner who carries out the execution has extremely strong hands.

If we let them fight, I'm afraid my fingers will be broken.

Xie Shaohang was shocked by these words. He said to Cui Shuyan in an imperative tone: "Hit him quickly! Hit him hard!"

She likes this request!

Cui Shuyan clenched the cane in her hand and hit Xie Shaohang's outstretched palm hard.

This hit was even harder than the one Liu Fangzheng had just given him.

Xie Shaohang's face couldn't help but turn cold.

Cui Shuyan seemed not to see it and hit him again and again until she had hit him the number of times Liu Fangzheng requested.

After Cui Shuyan finished beating him, Liu Fangzheng stepped forward, pulled the trembling Xie Shaohang to a chair, asked him to sit down, and praised him: "Master Xie, you really have the style of your great uncle!"

Xie Shaohang grimaced in pain: "What do you mean by that, Lord Temple Minister?"

"Master Xie must have realized his mistake when he was willing to take the risk of abdicating. The fact that Madam Xie hit him so hard shows that you have expressed your true remorse in front of your family. Otherwise, Madam Xie would not have dared to hit him so hard. Originally, I was still doubting your sincerity in taking the risk of abdicating, but now, I have no doubts at all. Now, you can go."

Go quickly, don't die here.

Look at this chair, it's stained with blood.

Xie Shaohang stood up with difficulty and clasped his fists towards Liu Siqing: "Thank you, Siqing, for your tolerance!"

"No thanks, no thanks! Someone, send Young Master Xie back home!" Soon, the runners from the Dali Temple came over and carried Xie Shaohang out.

At this time, Cui Shuyan looked at Liu Fangzheng in confusion. Since they had entered the Dali Temple, this matter was too strange.

Could it be that Liu Fang is helping her?

But she really couldn't think of any reason why Liu Fangzheng would help her.

There was no suitable time to ask right now, so I had to give up.

After the Dali Temple runners left, they did not put Xie Shaohang down, but put him on the stretcher they had carried before and carried him to Xie's house.

When some brave citizens asked about it along the way, the yamen runners said that Liu Siqing had already felt the sincerity of Young Master Xie in apologizing for his crime, and that asking the yamen runners to send him back was Liu Siqing's affirmation of him.

Now, in this matter, Xie Shaohang's suspicion was completely dispelled.

In the future, when people discuss this matter, they will only say that the Lin family was despicable, and Xie Shaohang was just a poor guy who was kept in the dark.

At this moment, Cui Shuyan felt only pleasure as she looked at Xie Shaohang, who was lying on the stretcher and dying.

In this matter, she certainly didn't need to offer any ideas and could just watch Xie Shaohang suffer and be talked about as a bystander.

However, you have to know that speech is uncontrollable after all.

Although this matter is now a hot topic on the streets of Beijing, the topic will change soon.

By that time, no one would remember what stupid things Xie Shaohang had done.

And she will get nothing.

It would be better to push Xie Shaohang to a moral high ground, put him on a pedestal, and let him enjoy being a moral model, as we are doing now.

However, people like Xie Shaohang will never do bright and great things.

Lies will be exposed one day.

When that time comes, when all the lies are exposed and Xie Shaohang's true face is laid before everyone, it will be the best time to completely destroy Xie Shaohang.

There is a long time to come, so there is no rush.

To put it bluntly, if she couldn't hit the target in one go, she would rather do as she is doing now, praising Xie Shaohang on the surface while getting her own benefits.

The runners from the Dali Temple sent Xie Shaohang to the gate of Xie's house and then turned back.

Madam Xie had been waiting at the gate of Xie's house early in the morning. When she saw that it was the runners from the Dali Temple who sent Xie Shaohang back, she knew that her son's suffering was not in vain this time.

But now, the son on the stretcher looked too weak.

However, at the same time, the praises of the onlookers also reached her ears.

"This young master of the Xie Mansion is really strict with himself."

"Who says it's not true? He himself was deceived and did such a foolish thing. Even so, he still went to the Dali Temple to receive punishment."

"Master Xie's move is truly admirable."

……

After hearing this, Mrs. Xie felt much better.

Growing up in the capital city where people flatter the powerful and bully the weak, she knows too well how much influence fame can have on a person.

With such a good reputation, his son may have a good future even if he performs poorly in the imperial examination.

Thinking of this, Madam Xie burst into tears, held Xie Shaohang's hand and said, "Son, did you hear what they said?"

"Yeah." Xie Shaohang responded weakly.

However, even though the voice of praise sounded nice, I couldn’t continue to listen to it.

After all, although the praise is pleasant to hear, it cannot relieve the pain.

Soon, Madam Xie gave an order and ordered people to carry Xie Shaohang in.

A few servants carried Xie Shaohang and had just walked a few steps when a woman suddenly rushed out from Xie's house and said hysterically: "Brother Shaohang, how could you do this to me? How could you do this?"