Zhang Qing was on the verge of tears after hearing the news; he had thought that by dealing with Zhang Sancai last night, and not lightly at that, Zhang Sancai would still be left with a life to live. Little did he realize that in the end, he couldn't be saved; old tears flowed freely in his heart…
Lian Hua shook her head and said, "There's no need for so many, this servant merely wishes to see the person beaten to the same extent as Xiao Jizi. Fifty lashes seem a bit too much, it sounds very painful." Thinking of the legendary punishment of caning, she couldn't help but shiver.
The Emperor felt pained and looked at how timid his Little Concubine was, just the mention of fifty lashes was enough to scare her. He couldn't help but feel annoyed at Zhang Qing who brought it up, turning his head to give him a glare, meaning why did he say so much.
Zhang Qing felt like coughing up blood, this seemed unreasonable. How could it be wrong to say too much or to simply tell the truth?