Though Fan Yan was satisfied with his performance, who knew how the rest of the Fan family would perceive him?Yán Bīnyún shook his head again, clearly disapproving of using family punishment as a substitute for law.
But he understood that this had to be done for now.
He couldn’t help but slightly mock: "Our Director of Supervisors...
truly is a man with a crystal-clear heart and soul.
A thorough beating will make it easier to defend himself in the palace, even if the case from the Moon Holding Pavilion comes up...
there’s no way Prince Second can claim strict discipline was lax or that his younger brother committed murder."Shǐ Chānlì was taken aback when he heard this.
He knew Fan Yan wanted everyone to know about the beating as a preemptive move against potential accusations from officials, but...Yán Bīnyún smiled and understood his concern, saying: "Don’t worry so much;“Ya, su señor ya ha hecho los arreglos”, pensó Shǐ Chānlì.
Creía que la situación no tenía nada que ver con lo que había mencionado antes y asumía que lo habían llamado para alguna otra cosa.
Pero no era conveniente preguntar más.Mù Tiě walked to a window and looked out at the garden, where his eyes saw young Fan Si’s buttocks quivering as they were beaten severely, blood spurting everywhere.
Even though he was an official from the Department of Supervision, he couldn’t help feeling somewhat intimidated by Fan Yan's firmness.
Gazing at these young men from the Fan and Liu families suffering under the whips, Mù Tiě subconsciously touched his own buttocks.Shǐ Chānlì began busy copying some documents that needed to be completed soon.When Lady Liu woke up, she was about to confront Fan Yan but then realized it was her own unruly relatives being beaten.
Although the slaps were harsh and blood sprayed high, and the young men's cries were agonizingly painful, as long as they weren’t her own children suffering, Lady Liu had no complaints.
She regained her dignity and looked coldly at the scene.In a woman’s mind, her son, Fan Si, was capable of minor scuffles but had gone too far in the capital, surely influenced by some evil forces.
The relatives from the Liu family and the Fan clan were naturally to blame;she became more angry with each glance.
Ignoring the pleas for help from her relatives, she gritted her teeth at Téng Zǐjīng’s men: "The eldest son ordered you to beat them—hit harder!Only by curing these little devils can we avenge our anger!"As they entered the study, Lady Liu saw Fan Si lying on a long bench, his lower body naked.
She was immediately overwhelmed with emotion upon seeing her son’s bloody buttocks and couldn't help sobbing softly as she gently traced over the swollen wounds: "My poor child..."A hand reached out, holding a handkerchief to wipe away her tears.Lady Liu looked up and saw it was Fan Yan.
Her teeth clenched but she didn’t reveal any resentment on her face;she just couldn’t stop feeling a bit resentful.Fan Yan had regained his composure after the beating and offered comfort: "It’s fine, step back.
I’ll apply medicine to your brother."Lady Liu reluctantly stepped aside as Fan Yan applied ointment to Fan Si's body.
By this time, Fan Si was nearly out of breath, on the verge of fainting.Fan Jian glanced around;his son-in-law and daughter stood quietly in a corner.
Wan’er’s eyes were filled with fear from earlier, while Ao’ao had tears in her eyes out of pity for her younger brother's lack of potential.
He shook his head and coughed to get everyone’s attention before asking Fan Yan: "How are the arrangements coming along?""According to your wishes, Si will leave tonight," Fan Yan said respectfully.
"All is set."Translation ends here.