Chapter 1270

"Ah!"

Gao Changwen's screams rang out again.

He had accepted all his previous beatings, as there was always a reason, such as marrying a male dog, or telling Gao Feng not to walk at night, otherwise he would give him two bricks sooner or later.

But this time, what had he done?

Even in death, one should at least die knowing why, right?

Soon, Gao Linyuan told Gao Changwen the reason, which made Gao Changwen's eyes widen.

"Drugging?"

"Father, Second Uncle, this matter absolutely did not happen!"

Gao Feng stood with his hands behind his back and said coldly, "You wicked beast, besides you, who else could have such powerful laxatives?"

"Still dare to quibble?"

Gao Changwen's mentality collapsed.

"Father, this child really didn't do it!"

"I've been wronged!"

But suddenly, Gao Changwen shuddered, his eyes widening sharply, as if he had realized something.

The chicken droppings all over the yard, the large rooster whose life or death was unknown, the extremely guilty Gao Ling...

He hurriedly shouted, "Father, Second Uncle, it was Ling'er, it was Ling'er who did it!"

"This morning Ling'er just said that the large rooster pecked her yesterday, so she drugged the large rooster with laxatives, using what was it... right, the garlic jar. Father, did you use this garlic jar?"

Gao Changwen's brain worked frantically, deducing the truth of the matter.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

The next steps would be simple; just call Ling'er over, and once the two sides confronted each other, the truth would be revealed.

He wouldn't have to be beaten anymore.

But what Gao Changwen didn't expect was.

Gao Feng and Gao Linyuan remained unmoved, their faces icy cold.

"You wicked beast, still dare to quibble!"

"This matter was clearly done by you!"

"Ah?" Gao Changwen was directly dumbfounded.

Gao Linyuan took a deep breath; knowing the truth, he almost shed tears.

His good little cotton-padded jacket was truly ruthless!

Thinking of everything from yesterday, Gao Linyuan was filled with regret.

Wanting to return to her room to review her lessons for no reason was in itself an extremely dangerous signal.

Alas, at the time, he hadn't realized this at all. Of course, the price of carelessness was also extremely heavy.

He didn't dare to recall the entire night last night.

In fact, even if Gao Changwen hadn't said anything, Gao Feng, Gao Linyuan, and Gao Tianlong had long realized who the real culprit behind the scenes was.

But a new problem arose.

How old was Ling'er? And this wasn't intentional, but accidental.

If they beat her, and it was too light, the anger in their hearts wouldn't be vented; but if they beat her too hard, could Ling'er's small body handle it?

And as a little girl who had never had any experience of being beaten, what if she became depressed? What should they do then?

But if they didn't beat her, the anger in their hearts wouldn't go away, and they had never been so embarrassed in their lives.

So, all things considered, they went straight to Gao Changwen.

This guy had an inescapable responsibility!

After all, if it were ordinary laxatives, they could have endured it, and it would have taken effect long ago; would they have needed to go to the bathhouse to soak?

Gao Changwen had thick skin and was also at fault; beating him was definitely not wrong.

And based on Gao Changwen's years of experience in being beaten, there was no need to worry about any psychological problems. After the fact, they could just say they had wronged him, beaten the wrong person, and throw him a hundred or so taels of silver, and it would pass.

"No, why don't you believe me?"

"Everything I said is the truth!"

Gao Changwen was tearful.

At this moment, he still didn't know what kind of calculations they were making in their hearts, but if he knew, he would probably feel even more aggrieved.

So, no matter what, he had to be beaten, right?

At this time, snowflakes fell from the sky, the firmament was pitch black, and the first snow of Changan City came earlier than usual.

"Father, Second Uncle, do you see?"

"Even the heavens can't bear to watch; it's snowing!"

Gao Changwen was extremely indignant.

Gao Feng and Gao Linyuan looked at the sky together, somewhat surprised, and then continued to beat him brutally.

"You wicked beast, it's snowing in mid-winter; isn't that normal? Do you think this is snow falling in the sixth lunar month?"

Not far away.

Gao Tianlong sat on a chair, with Gao Ling, dressed in a floral jacket, sitting on his lap.

The two were watching Gao Changwen get beaten.

"Grandfather, none of this was done by Second Brother; it's Ling'er's fault. Please stop." Gao Ling's voice carried a plea.

Gao Tianlong's eyes showed neither joy nor sorrow. He said, "Ling'er is truly a good child, but this was done by your Second Brother; what does it have to do with you?"

"Grandfather, it really wasn't Second Brother; it was Ling'er who did it."

"It was him."

"It wasn't."

"It was him!"

"Grandfather, it really wasn't!"

"Ling'er, are you sure? If it were you, then the person being beaten would be you."

As soon as these words were spoken, Gao Ling's voice stopped abruptly.

"Grandfather, Ling'er loves to tell little lies. Since Grandfather insists it was Second Brother, then it must be Second Brother."

"That's right. Since it was your Second Brother who did it, why bother taking the blame for him?"

"Grandfather, it's too cruel; can Ling'er not watch?"

"No."

"Oh!"

Gao Ling didn't dare to move, a great fear flashing in her small eyes.

Gao Tianlong smiled without a word, just stroking the beard on his chin, his eyes extremely deep.

Gao Ling didn't like studying, and as for so-called idioms and sentence construction, she almost forgot them in an instant, and as for the meaning, it had long been thrown to the back of her mind.

But at this moment, a term inexplicably flashed through Gao Ling's mind—killing the chicken to warn the monkey!

Yes, that's it!

Gao Tianlong stroked his beard and let out a heavy breath of turbid air.

This was the game, and it was also the trade-off of the older generation of generals.

Beating Gao Changwen, first of all, vented the bad air in their hearts, and secondly, it could serve as a warning to Gao Ling, leaving a deep impression in her heart.

It was truly the optimal solution!

Qiluo watched from afar, and even though she disliked Gao Changwen very much, she couldn't help but feel a touch of sympathy.

Miserable!

Too miserable!

By the time Gao Yang returned, the dust had settled, and Gao Changwen was already lying on the bed, beginning his recovery.

Gao Ling felt truly sorry, so she personally carried a basin of water and took a towel, walked into Gao Changwen's room, and saw Gao Changwen lying on the bed, baring his teeth and grimacing.