Becoming a widow for the sake of good fortune? The short-lived prince lived a hundred years

Yan Xiaozhen shouted angrily, "In front of our ancestors, punish this rebellious son according to the family law! Someone, please bring the family law! Execute it immediately, without any mistakes!"

Following his order, several servants quickly brought a bench, pressed the man down, and tied him face down on the bench. Then, a big board was raised.

"Fight! No one is allowed to stop until I say so!"

Snapped!

Yan Luchang, whose face was so pale, didn't even have time to beg for mercy before he let out a scream!

His face turned pale instantly, and he didn't know if it was from pain or fear. The glimmer of hope he had had was completely shattered at that moment. His eyes widened, his face filled with fear, and he began to desperately beg for mercy: "Father, Father! I was wrong. I won't dare to do it again. Please forgive me this time!"

Snapped!

The second board fell again.

Accompanied by screams, Yan Luchang's pleading voice became hoarse.

Snapped!

The third blow followed! Yan Luchang's back was already bleeding.

"Stop, stop!" Several people rushed over quickly with a burst of hurried and chaotic footsteps.

Tian Jiaying's face was covered with tear marks, her hair was a little messy, her footsteps were hurried, and her eyes were anxious. It was obvious that she had rushed over as soon as she received the news.

Behind her, Yan Xueqi's face paled. She had never seen such a stern father, nor had she ever experienced such a tense and terrifying atmosphere. She looked at her brother, who was pinned to the stool, then at her angry father, and was momentarily at a loss as to what to do.

"Master, please, Luchang has realized his mistake, please forgive him this time!" Tian Jiaying threw herself at Yan Xiaozhen's feet, hugged his legs and begged bitterly.

Yan Xiaozhen was unmoved. He looked at her coldly, his eyes full of disappointment. "Are you still protecting him? It's your daily pampering that made him do such a shameless thing. If I don't teach him a lesson today, how can I face our ancestors and the reputation of the Yan family?" He flicked his sleeves and signaled the servant to continue.

"He's still young and has been bewitched. Master, please forgive him this time for the sake of him being our son. I promise that he will reform and never make such a mistake again."

Yan Xiao was furious and pointed at her, "Bewitched? Reform yourself? That's easy for you to say! Do you know who will bear the consequences of this rebellious son's actions? This Marquis! The entire Weiyuan Marquisate!"

What happened at the Xinghe Academy yesterday was known to the entire palace. Emperor Yongxi reprimanded him for his poor parenting. He was originally in charge of the crucial military weapon casting position in the Ministry of War. This was a position he had worked hard for many years and was proud of. It was lucrative and of great importance.

Now he has been dismissed from his position because of his son's absurd behavior.

The emperor asked him to come back and take care of family affairs!

Behind this seemingly ordinary intention lies a disguised form of neglect.

His position in the court plummeted instantly. The strange looks from his colleagues and the whispers behind his back were like an icy wind, piercing through his clothes and piercing his bones. This meant that he had temporarily lost the emperor's trust and was isolated from the center of power.

"How, how could this happen? Chang'er's case is at most a personal moral flaw. What does that have to do with you, Lord? The Emperor's punishment is too severe!"

"Shut up! How dare you, a woman from the harem, criticize the emperor's decision?" Yan Xiaozhen thought so too, so there must be something else wrong. Turning around, he saw Tian Jiaying's distressed look, and he was furious again:

"You're still here pleading for him? If it weren't for your daily doting and indulgence, how could he be so lawless!"

Tian Jiaying shuddered at his look, but she refused to give up and cried, "Master, I know I was wrong, but Luchang is our only son. Do you really want to beat him to death?"

"Humph! The only son? He does something like this, it's better not to have him!"

At this time, Yan Luchang had been beaten to death, and his weak plea for mercy echoed faintly in the ancestral hall.

Yan Xueqi knelt down in front of her father with a thud: "Father, my brother has already been punished. If you beat him again, he will die. Please forgive him this time. It's already happened. Beating him to death will be useless!"

Yan Xiaozhen looked at his son's back stained with blood, feeling hatred and anger in his heart, but Tian Jiaying was right, this was his only son.

He waved his hand to stop the servants.

Tian Jiaying had already rushed over and was frantically trying to untie the ropes that bound him. She was directing people to carry him back to the yard and asked someone to call a doctor.

Yan Xining, who was sitting on the top of the attic, had a panoramic view of all the chaos here.

A sneer crossed her lips.

Is it messy? That’s right!

It will get even more chaotic in the future!

She turned around, tapped her feet lightly, and landed on the top of a tree as quickly and lightly as an arrow. Then, with the help of the elasticity of the branches, she stood up again. After a few rises and falls, she left the Weiyuan Marquis Mansion.

No one knew she had been there.

After several days of preparation, the Meishanlou has been renovated and today is its opening day.

There is still one month left before the Spring Examination.

Although many students have already arrived in the capital, more are still arriving.

Now is the best time to open!

Before daybreak, the waiters at Meishanlou were already busy, sweeping the street in front of the restaurant spotlessly. They covered the signboard with red cloth and hung red silk from the door lintel, creating a festive atmosphere.

Inside the restaurant, tables and chairs are neatly arranged, and the calligraphy and paintings hanging on the walls, either majestic landscapes or flowing calligraphy, add a touch of elegance to the restaurant.

Those guys who were recruited early have already completed training. They are dressed in uniform, smiling, neat and tidy, and each of them is energetic and full of motivation.

As the sun gradually rose, more and more people appeared on the street.

Meishanlou is quite famous in this area. After all, it was a time-honored brand that had been around for decades. Suddenly, the owner ran into trouble and had to close down after two months of closure. I heard that it had a new owner.

The news of the restaurant's opening spread quickly, attracting the attention of many passersby. Curious people began to gather at the restaurant's entrance.

Yan Xining's hair was tied up with a jade crown, and he looked like a handsome young man. He was dressed in bamboo green brocade clothes, and he looked like a handsome young man.

"Luo Qing!"

A waiter who looked very smart came over quickly. He was about eighteen or nineteen years old and looked at Yan Xining with respect and intimacy: "Sir!"

"The auspicious time will arrive soon. You should warm up first and introduce yourself to them!"

"Okay, sir, don't worry!" Luo Qing was not from the pawnshop, but was picked up by Yan Xining outside.

At this moment, he walked a few steps into the crowd and introduced himself to everyone enthusiastically:

"Dear guests, our restaurant has just opened today, and we have a lot of discounts! For the first three days, all dishes are 20% off, and each table will receive an extra signature dish. This is a kind gesture from the owner, who wants everyone to taste our cooking."

An inopportune voice rang out: "Isn't this restaurant haunted? Don't dare stay here. You might even lose your life!"