Capítulo 11: Chapter 11 It’s your own fault.
The next morning, the officials woke everyone up and continued on their way.
It was midsummer, the sun was shining brightly, and today was even hotter than usual. It was difficult for everyone to resist the scorching heat. They stopped and walked, and their traveling speed was much slower than usual.
The walking crowd was covered in sweat, but they could no longer stop. Officials were always monitoring the speed of the march.
The eldest uncle's injury had not yet healed, and the unbearable heat was also torturing his body. He was urged to go on his way by official officials, and his consciousness was already a little blurry. After taking a few steps, his vision went dark and he fell straight down.
The officer walking at the back saw him falling and thought he was pretending to be faint to escape. He stepped forward and said angrily: "Hey, don't pretend to be dead, get up and hurry up!" He
kicked him a few times impatiently, feeling the pain. After he gained some consciousness, he tried to get up, but found that he had no strength.
"Stop!"
Ye Ziqiang shouted, and this voice also attracted the attention of Ye Qingran and others.
He quickly ran over to help his uncle up, and said angrily to the official: "My father is still weak from his injuries. How dare you beat him? If something happens, can you be responsible?"
"Responsible? Boy, you still think you are yourself. Is it the master?"
The officer sneered when he heard this, with disdain on his face.
"You are sinners now. His Majesty said, we only care about the number of people, not life or death."
"You are just like some people, you are not good people!" Ye Ziqiang cursed. The official was angry when he heard this and kicked him: "You Are you going to scold me again?"
This kick immediately caused Ye Ziqiang to roll on the spot. After all, Ye Ziqiang had not practiced martial arts for a long time, and these two officers were professionally trained roughnecks. When they started to attack, Ye Ziqiang could only go one-sided. Get beaten.
As expected, Ye Ziqiang was knocked to the ground by the two men. They were angry and punched and kicked him.
Ye Qingran rolled his eyes when he saw this scene.
You deserve to be punished for your own sins.
The eldest uncle watched his son being beaten, and wanted to stop it but was unable to do so. Finally, he turned to Ye Qingran for help: "Qingran, please save him, he is your cousin!"
Ye Qingran's mouth twitched. , even though he was still mocking her two days ago, he was thinking of her now.
Seeing her lack of reaction, the uncle knew that she must have cared about his previous attitude, but when he saw Ye Ziqiang who was still being beaten in the distance, he gritted his teeth and decided to bow his head.
"Uncle, can I admit my mistake to you? I shouldn't humiliate you. I should treat you like an uncle and beg you to help my son!"
Looking at the groveling uncle in front of him, Ye Qingran still didn't react.
As the world went downhill, he actually had a day to seek his own.
Even though their characters are not good, the relationship between father and son is good.
Ye Guodong looked at Ye Ziqiang who was still being kicked by the official, and saw his brother like this. He sighed and stepped forward to pat Ye Qingran.
"Dad?"
"After all, we are members of the Ye family. We can't let outsiders bully us."
Ye Qingran understood that his father was soft-hearted.
Whatever.
"Why should the official behave like a sinner? We just want to live now. If the official is so kind, he will not embarrass us, right?"
Ye Qingran said and stuffed money into their hands again. The official was stunned and added "If the officer likes it, how about I cook some game meat today and pair it with good wine?"
The two officers looked at each other, stopped their hands, glanced at Ye Ziqiang with disgust, and walked away.
"You're lucky!"
Ye Qingran watched the two people walk away and breathed a sigh of relief. Money can make all the difference. How much money has she spent just to fool these two officials?
Although it was insignificant compared to the amount of storage, she still felt it was a bit worth it.
Ye Qingran was feeling distressed about his money and thinking about how to fool these two guys next time, when the sound behind him attracted his attention again.
"Ah!" Ye Qinglian exclaimed. She pointed at Ye Ziqiang and was speechless. Her eyes were full of surprise: "You, you, you..."
Ye Ziqiang looked at her pointing at him, a little confused. He was still being beaten. He had not recovered from the pain, and his eyes were a little hollow.
Ye Qingran turned around and saw Ye Ziqiang lying on the ground, his mouth was smashed and his face was bruised and purple. His eyes were not spared. His nose was really bruised and his face was swollen.
She didn't know why she wanted to laugh when she saw this scene.
Seeing Ye Ziqiang being beaten so badly, Ye Qinglian subconsciously reached out her hand, but as soon as she touched Ye Ziqiang, she screamed. Ye Qinglian was at a loss, her hand was frozen in place and she didn't know how to move.
Thinking that Ye Qingran was able to treat his uncle's injuries before, she should be able to treat him this time too.
"Sister, come and see my cousin, he seems to be in pain."
Ye Qingran rolled her eyes inwardly: It's strange that it doesn't hurt to be beaten like this.
But how could we let go of such a good opportunity for "revenge"?
Thinking of this, Ye Qingran stepped forward to observe Ye Ziqiang carefully, sighing as he looked, and "tsk" from time to time.
This series of actions made Ye Ziqiang's back shiver. He asked tentatively: "Can you tell anything?"
Ye Qingran clicked his tongue: "If you want to say anything, just say it quickly. If it's too late, you can't say it. " ."
These words were like a bolt from the blue. What does this mean? He is about to die?
"Ran'er, what do you mean?" Ye Guodong was also shocked. Ye Qingran shook his head and did not answer.
The uncle hugged his son and couldn't say what he wanted to say. Only tears welled up in his eyes.
"Dad..." Ye Ziqiang's voice was choked and he seemed to be about to cry.
Ye Qingran couldn't help laughing when he saw the two of them like this.
Everyone heard her laughter and looked at her in unison. Ye Ziqiang stood up in shock and said in a vague voice: "You lied to me?"
"I didn't. I mean, you are so hurt." There is no answer, but your mouth will be completely deformed after a while, and you will be unable to speak for a while. "
Ye Ziqiang pointed at Ye Qingran in anger, but he could only make a sound, his face was completely deformed. , tried to speak but spitted a lot of saliva.
"Hey, cousin, cousin, you are the son of the first martial arts champion, but you are not good at literature or martial arts. You can't even beat two official servants. If this spreads out, your uncle will lose his face."
Ye Qingran didn't intend to hide his smile, because he did it on purpose. Who told him to insult him before?
"Sister, my cousin is innocent after all. Since my sister knows medical skills, why don't you help your cousin?"
"Don't worry, it's just a skin injury. It will heal in ten days or so. No special treatment is needed." Ye Qingran said. He spread his hands, showing an indifferent look.
"It's just that for the past ten days, my cousin has stopped talking. Being angry is not conducive to recovery."
Ye Ziqiang was annoyed by her retort, and his face turned red. He wanted to speak back, but his mouth was deformed and he couldn't say anything, so he could only He made some unintelligible noises and simply sat on the ground and sulked.
The eldest uncle looked at Ye Qingran with complicated eyes, which seemed a bit resentful.
Even though he had apologized, Ye Qingran was still holding a grudge. It seemed that he would not be able to show kindness next time.
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