At the hour of You, Song Heng came back from the camp and heard from the people in the mansion that Song Ziling did not go to the academy because it was raining today, so he went directly to Lingyunxuan where he lived.

"Bite it, bite it, bite it to death."

As soon as he reached the gate of the yard, Song Heng heard Song Ziling's voice.

He walked into the yard quietly, and then he saw Song Ziling and Shutong Xiaowu lying on the ground under the corridor, fighting crickets.

Because they were too focused, Song Heng entered the yard and they didn't notice it.

Song Heng frowned and walked over directly.

"Is it fun?" he asked in a deep voice.

"It's all your business, get out of here." Song Ziling thought he was blessed! So he cursed directly. However, after cursing, he thought that the sound was wrong! The blessed voice was not so thick, but it sounded like his father's.

He slowly raised his head, looked at his father's blue face, swallowed his saliva, and shouted in a trembling voice: "Dad, dad..."

"Please pay tribute to the general." Xiao Wu hurriedly lay on the ground and kowtowed to Song Heng.

"Bastard." Song Heng became anxious and kicked Song Ziling on the body. Song Ziling was kicked to the ground.

This bastard actually asked him to get out of here as me, which was really annoying.

"Dad, I don't know it's you," he wouldn't say that if he knew it.

"Who told you to play with something like this? You are disgusted with the ambition." Song Heng kicked the jar containing two crickets away with one kick.

Xiao Wu's body trembled, and he was a little scared because the person who asked the second young master to play cricket fights was him.

"My cricket." Song Ziling screamed with some pain. His cricket, the general, was bought by him for ten taels of silver.

When Song Heng heard that he felt sorry for the cricket, he was even more angry. This bastard was really a waste of time.

"Where are the people in this courtyard! Come out for me." Song Heng shouted.

Hearing his shouts, the maid who was serving in the courtyard ran out of the house.

"Where are other people?" Song Heng asked.

If he remembered correctly, Lingyunxuan was equipped with a book boy, a servant, and a maid.

Seeing Song Heng so angry, the maid said tremblingly: "I'm lucky to bring roast chicken to the young master."

Upon hearing this, Song Heng frowned a little longer, and he was about to eat in a while. What else can this bastard eat? No wonder he is getting fatter now.

"General..." Youfu limped into the yard with a roast chicken.

Because his knee injury has not healed yet, he limped when walking.

Seeing that he was limping and gauze wrapped around his hands, Song Heng knew that the servant who was riding as a livestock by Song Ziling's bastard.

Song Ziling is such a bad guy, you have been by his side since he came to the imperial city. This bad guy actually beat him like this.

Today, he must loosen his bones with the stinky boy, so that he can have a long memory. His servants are not animals and cannot be treated casually by him.

"Follow me to the ancestral hall." Song Heng raised Song Ziling, who was sitting on the ground with a dark face.

It's so heavy! When he mentioned this guy in the past, he didn't think it was worth it, but now he feels so heavy.

When Song Ziling heard that he was going to the ancestral hall, he knew that he was going to be punished again. His father was so angry that he would definitely touch him.

A man can go and stretch. In front of his father, he should admit his mistake or admit his mistake. After all, no one can stop his father from coming seriously.

"Dad, I was wrong. I will never play with crickets again. You can spare me this time!" Song Ziling didn't know the real reason why his father wanted to capture him to the ancestral hall.

Song Heng turned a deaf ear to his mistakes and begged for mercy. He directly took Song Ziling to the ancestral hall. As soon as he entered the gate of the ancestral hall, he threw him directly to the ground.

"Okay kneel."

Song Ziling, who originally wanted to stand up, had to kneel down properly when he heard his father yelling.

Anyway, he has summarized his experience. Wherever his father is, resisting is useless. Being obedient and being less guilty.

"Who asked you to ride a servant as a horse?" Song Heng stood with his hands behind his back and asked coldly.

Song Ziling was stunned for a moment. Is his father going to punish him for this? How could his father know that he used the servant as a horse? Could it be that someone complained to his father?

Damn it, if he had let him know, who was so shady, he would never let him go.

"I just thought it was fun for a moment. I was wrong and I would never do that again in the future."

"You admit your mistakes, but you recognize them very quickly." Song Heng felt that Song Ziling's admitting his mistakes was insincere.

"I will never again, I swear." Song Ziling raised his right hand and stretched out four fingers.

"Fa Si? You are the fifth today. I will give you loose bones and a long memory today." Song Hengchong shouted outside the ancestral hall: "Come, bring the board."

"Dad... don't..." Song Ziling knelt down and moved backwards. It felt really bad to be hit by the board. He didn't want to be hit again.

The waiter outside the ancestral hall took the board in. Song Heng stretched out his hand and asked someone to hand it over to him. That's right, he has to do it himself today.

"Get ready!" Song Heng held the board and said to his son.

Song Ziling begged for mercy and said, "Dad, don't hit me, I'm your own son!"

"It is precisely because you are my own son that I have to teach you a lesson today, otherwise you will be done. Get ready and don't let me ask someone to hold you down."

"Grandma, second mom, save me!" Song Ziling howled loudly. It hurts so much to get beaten, and his father will definitely hurt more than others.

"No one can save you today." Song Heng took the board and hit Song Ziling heavily on the back. He lay on the ground with a protruding body, and even screamed like a pig.

"Bang..."

Song Heng's board fell directly on Song Ziling's butt, and he sternly said while beating: "Secrets are human beings, and they also need respect. They cannot be treated as animals. Remember it for me."

"Oh, it hurts so much... Help..." Song Ziling screamed in pain.

"Did you remember?" Song Heng asked, his hands were lifted and his hands fell, and he hit Song Ziling's butt.

"Ah wuwu... I remember it, remember it, I dare not, I will never dare again wuwuwu..." Song Ziling's face was covered with fleshy face, and tears flowed.

Song Heng beat Song Ziling for a total of twenty boards, and then stopped. The board he beat was much heavier than the last time he beat Song Ziling and the others, which made Song Ziling's throat hoarse.

"Zi Ling, Zi Ling..." Liu was supported by Lin Qingxue and walked into the ancestral hall, with two maids and a nanny behind him.
Chapter completed!