Chapter 564: Punishment, Admit Mistakes

An Cheng knocked on the door, lowered his head, placed the tray on the imperial desk, and bowed carefully before exiting.

On the tray were two side dishes, a portion of rice, and a pot of freshly brewed tea.

"I'll give you a moment to clean up yourself." Rong Yu turned around and walked to the imperial study room. It was rare that he didn't deal with government affairs. "The food on the table is prepared for you. Fill your stomach so you can have the strength to bear the beating."

Xie Jin knew for the first time that eating a full meal was to have the strength to be beaten.

He couldn't even smile anymore. He tried to move his legs, but his brows instantly tightened and he almost couldn't help but groan.

His legs, which were stiff from kneeling for a long time, only moved a little bit, and overwhelming pain immediately swept over him. Xie Jin gritted his teeth and could bear the piercing pain.

Everything about integrity is fake. When a person is really at his most miserable, how easy is it to maintain his dignity and pride?

Xie Jin had a profound experience tonight and believed that he should be a good person in the future.

Time is limited.

A stick of incense lasted neither too long nor too short. It was enough for him to take a breath, wash his face, and eat something. There was no room for much delay.

Xie Jin stood up, turned around and walked towards the back door of the Imperial Study Room with a somewhat hesitant movement.

Rong Yu stood in front of the compartment window with his hands folded, looking at the dark night. The open window blew in a gust of night wind, making his hair flutter lightly.

A sharp neighing sound sounded, and the big eagle, which was almost integrated with the night, flew over with its wings fluttering. Rong Yu stretched out his hand and let the black eagle stay on his arm.

Rong Yu took off the letterbox from the eagle's feet and slowly unfolded it to read quietly. His slightly narrowed eyebrows were clear and deep, and there was no hint of joy or anger.

Turning around and walking to the desk, he took out a small piece of rice paper and wrote a few words with his pen. After the ink dried, Rong Yu rolled the letter into a small letter tube, walked back to the window and tied the letter tube to Black Eagle's feet.

After patting its head, the black eagle pecked its owner's hand with a bit of arrogance, then flapped its wings and flew away into the night sky like a shooting star.

The night gets darker and darker.

Time passes quickly with a stick of incense.

Although Xie Jin hoped that time would pass slower, it was not possible after all.

At this time, his body was sore, painful and tired. In fact, he had no appetite at all, but he still forced himself to eat some. Although the taste was the same, he only ate two buns when he entered the palace in the morning. He has been kneeling since noon until now, and his stomach It's empty inside. If you don't eat, you won't even have the strength to fight later.

After eating half of it, he couldn't eat anymore. Xie Jin drank half a cup of tea, packed up the imperial cabinet, put the remaining dishes back into the food box, turned around, opened the door and handed the food box to An Cheng.

An Cheng said nothing, took the food box and turned to leave.

Xie Jin closed the door and raised his hand to take off his robe - he wore official uniform and entered the palace in the morning. He couldn't be beaten in official uniform now.

Even if he doesn't take it off himself, the master will have to let him take it off later.

It is now the season of spring and flowers are blooming. Under the official uniform, he is only wearing a snow-white lining. Xie Jinzi carefully folds the official uniform that he took off and places it on the carved sandalwood couch in front of the screen - this is him. This is the first time in a long time that I folded clothes by myself, which is quite memorable.

But that’s okay.

Too many firsts tonight, what’s the point of folding laundry?

Xie Jin walked back to the position in front of the imperial cabinet and knelt down again. As soon as his knees touched the ground, the intensified pain was instantly awakened. He took a breath and forced himself to endure it. His eyes could not avoid seeing that scene again. Barrel of rattan.

My breath was so choked.

Rong Yu didn't let him wait long. He stepped on the carpet of the imperial study room with steady steps, step by step, carrying a very subtle but impossible to ignore pressure, which was overwhelming and overwhelming, making people almost breathless. Come.

Rong Yu walked over and randomly pulled out a rattan from the barrel. The rattan, which had been soaked for five hours, had absorbed enough water and had already swollen, reflecting a crystal clear color.

Rong Yu held the handle and slowly wiped away the water droplets on it.

"Injured your arm by an assassin?"

Xie Jin lowered his eyes: "Yes."

Rong Yu's voice was as calm as a deep pool: "Which one?"

Xie Jin stretched out his left arm.

The cane tapped his arm. Xie Jin pursed his thin lips and raised his hand to roll up the sleeve of his left arm little by little until the wound scratched by the assassin was exposed.

The wound was actually not deep. After all, it was not that Xie Jin was incompetent, he was just pretending to be a painful trick. Of course, there was no need to really make himself suffer more.

But at this time, this shallow scar undoubtedly seemed ironic, mocking his behavior of seeking death and overestimating his own capabilities.

Especially on the fair and thin arms, there are still faint traces from the original acupuncture, which makes it even more suspected of adding fuel to the fire.

The vines broke through the wind without warning!

Severe pain exploded in his arm. Xie Jin was almost twitching in pain without warning. He subconsciously wanted to withdraw his arm, but was stopped halfway. He took several breaths of cold air between his teeth. I endured the pain that felt like it was about to break my arm.

A swelling immediately appeared, just covering the previous sword wound, and the color quickly changed from deep red to purple.

Rong Yu patiently waited for him to adapt to the pain before he said calmly: "Stretch straight."

Xie Jin frowned and forced himself to stretch out his arms again.

Another cane, like it was carried down by a hurricane, with a frightening sound, fell exactly on the previous scar——

"Hmm."

Even though he was as proud as Xie Jin and as powerful as Xie Jin, he could hardly help but shrink back at this moment.

It hurts, it really hurts.

His handsome face was pale, cold sweat broke out one after another, Xie Jin gritted his teeth and could hardly keep his body posture.

It had nothing to do with backbone, and it had nothing to do with whether he could bear it or not.

It was really human instinct. When the pain reached the extreme, the body's instinctive reaction was beyond his control.

Fortunately, he could still control it a little.

The moan that was about to break out of his throat was suppressed by him.

But Rong Yu's patience was not always so good, and his voice was cold: "Do I need to tie you up?"

Xie Jin was shocked, with cold sweat all over his head, and once again forced himself to straighten his left arm.

Rong Yu was merciless, the cane in his hand turned into a sharp weapon, scraping down from the air like a hurricane, each one could make Xie Jin feel so painful that he was dying, and the intensive beatings did not even give him time to react.

After more than a dozen hits, Xie Jin's eyes were filled with black fog, his body was shaking violently, cold sweat was pouring down, and painful moans surged up his throat but were suppressed tightly, so that only the rapid breathing could slightly reveal the pain he was enduring at this time.

His left arm was twitching violently. He hit the same scar more than a dozen times in a row, swelling, congestion, and skin breaking, until the scar was broken and blood oozed out.

This feeling, if you have not experienced it yourself, you will probably never know what it feels like.

Rong Yu stopped and looked at him without any emotion: "Do you know your mistakes?"

Sweat slid down his forehead like it was free.

Xie Jin slowly loosened his clenched teeth, and spoke after a long while, his voice was also trembling, "Know...know. I shouldn't have been...self-righteous, put myself in danger, neglected my duties, and made a big mistake."

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Author's words:

Go to bed after reading this chapter, I'm still writing. Let me clarify that Rong Yu punished Xie Jin purely because he did not cherish his own life and neglected the lives of others. Such behavior cannot be condoned. Before entering the court, Xie Jin's temperament would not have a big impact, but after becoming an official, neglecting human life is a serious matter. People with power must consider the consequences of everything they do. If they do not take other people's lives as their lives, the higher their official position in the future, the more people will suffer. All other mistakes seem insignificant under this one.