The Wei family's workshop is not small, and the types are complete, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a closed market, a manor of two or three thousand households and more than 10,000 people, is not a small self-sufficient society. There were three or four hundred workers in the workshop alone, and many of them were working, when they were suddenly called to the square, and saw Steward Zhang, who was usually a powerful man, holding a hand, and his face was pale with pain and trembling. Huan'er, the personal maid next to Madame, stood aside with a cold face, while Wei Ba, who usually walked with his head down, held a wooden staff for torture and walked leisurely, everyone was a little dazed, and felt that the scene in front of them was very weird.

Seeing that the people were almost here, Wei Ba stopped, cleared his throat, and said loudly: "I was ordered by my father to rush back to Nanzheng from Chuyang overnight to deal with an important matter. This matter is very important, it is related to the future of my Wei family, and it will also have a great impact on your future life. The governor of Steward Zhang is unknown, and he has delayed my time, and his wife is furious and wants to punish him. I invite you to visit to warn you with the help of Steward Zhang, please work hard, try your best to cooperate with me, and don't delay the big thing. ”

Everyone suddenly realized that this was what Mrs. meant, and it made sense. Steward Zhang is his wife's dowry slave, and in this manor, only the head of the family, Wei Yan, and his wife, Zhang, can punish him, and Wei Ba is definitely not qualified to be a concubine. Wei Ba will be executed, it should also be the meaning of Mrs., Wei Ba has always been weak, he will be punished, he will definitely not dare to be heavy-handed, as Wei Ba said, the symbolic meaning is greater than the actual meaning, and Steward Zhang is just losing some face.

"Do you understand?"

"Understood." The craftsmen replied sparsely, and they were not interested in this exemplary performance. Everyone knows that Steward Zhang's chicken will be fine, and they are the monkeys who really want to be reminded.

"It's good to understand, and then, please see it." Wei Ba smiled at Steward Zhang: "Please show your buttocks." ”

Steward Zhang was ashamed and annoyed, but the girl in brocade stood aside with a cold face and did not say a word, and he did not dare to disobey, so he had to honestly untie his trouser belt and take off his pants, revealing his white buttocks. His fingers hurt so much that he felt a pain in his heart when he moved, and he finally untied his pants, and a fine layer of sweat broke out on his forehead.

Wait for Steward Zhang to lie down on the table. Wei Ba walked over slowly, shook the wooden staff in his hand, and smiled: "Steward Zhang, are you ready?" ”

"Ready, come on." Steward Zhang gritted his teeth and replied, the last sentence was very low, but Wei Ba could hear it clearly. "You wait, everything for today, I will return it to you."

Wei Ba pursed his mouth and dismissed. You are a house slave, without Zhang's order, what can you do with me? Without saying a word, he raised the wooden staff high, and slammed it down on Steward Zhang's big white buttocks.

The crisp sound of "pop" seemed to ring in everyone's ears, followed by the howl of Steward Zhang killing pigs. Everyone present was stunned, and watched Wei Bahe jump up violently, covering his farts and fat, like a grasshopper jumping around in charge of Zhang. A thought crossed my mind: pretending to be like it.

Steward Zhang didn't feel this way at all, he felt that his ass was so hot that he was almost unconscious. Wei Ba, where is this torture, this is beating to death. He glared at Wei Ba angrily, and before he could speak, Wei Ba's face sank: "You still dare to resist the punishment, come here, hold him for me." ”

"Whoa." Dunwu and another guard on the side rushed up in response, and couldn't help but say, pressing Steward Zhang to the ground, one pressed his shoulders, and the other pressed his two legs, they are all masters of the art of grappling, and dealing with Steward Zhang is no different from catching chickens. No matter how Steward Zhang struggled, it was difficult to move any more.

Wei Ba praised, stepped forward and grabbed the wooden staff to continue the punishment, he didn't beat fast, but he was very attentive, and each staff hit it really. At first, Steward Zhang could still struggle and roar twice, but after ten rods, his voice became loud and his cry became weaker.

“…… Eighteen! Nineteen! Twenty! Wei Ba stopped, handed the wooden staff into Wei Wu's hand, and panted and raised his sleeve to wipe the sweat from his forehead. This beating is also a liliang job. It's a shame that there have been some results in exercising these days, otherwise I didn't wait for the twenty sticks to finish the fight, and I lost my strength first, how boring it would be.

He glanced at the dying Steward Zhang, shrugged his shoulders, turned to the brocade-clothed girl Huan'er and said, "After the torture is over, you can tell them the instructions of your wife." I'm short on time and can't afford to delay any longer. ”

The brocade-clothed girl glanced at him with cold eyes, stepped forward, and said crisply: "Madame has an order, all the manpower that the overlord needs must put down the matters in his hands, everything is under his command, and everything that the overlord needs will be given priority." If there is a violator, Manager Zhang is a precedent. Do you understand? ”

Everyone looked at Steward Zhang's buttocks that were already stained with blood, and they were silent, where did they dare to have the courage to resist, and immediately agreed when they heard the words of the girl in brocade, and the voice was terrifying, as if the sound was not loud, and they were the next to be beaten.

The girl in brocade turned her head to look at Wei Ba: "Young Master, are you satisfied now?" ”

"Satisfied." Wei Ba smiled slightly.

"Well, I hope you can complete the task assigned by the head of the family as scheduled, otherwise, the head of the family will blame him, but no one will be able to cover it up for you." After the brocade-clothed girl finished speaking, she stretched out her slender jade finger and pointed twice in the crowd: "You carry Steward Zhang to the pharmacy." ”

The two men hurriedly went out of the ranks, took a stretcher, carefully lifted Steward Zhang, who didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and left in a hurry. The brocade-clothed girl immediately went to report to her wife, leaving only Wei Ba and the others.

Wei Ba didn't care, he said to Steward Chen: "Now you can go and choose people, the contestants are the most artistic." Once you've chosen, bring it to me. ”

Steward Chen had just seen Wei Ba's methods, and before he came back to his senses, he listened to Wei Ba's instructions, and then remembered his task, and hurriedly stepped forward to call the names of several people, and then waved his hand: "Everyone else is scattered." ”

Everyone resignedly agreed, and dispersed, and no one dared to look back again. Although they all thought that this was Madame's order, but as Madame's cronies, Steward Zhang could be beaten like this, let alone them, and no one wanted to be the second to be punished.

Wei Ba returned to the hall, looked at the frightened craftsmen, and said his request with a pleasant face. The most important thing is two things, one is to carve the stone plate, and the other is to prepare the tools and supplies for printing, especially the paper. The reason why the stone block is used instead of the woodblock is because there was no woodblock in the Han Dynasty, and there was no ready-made human hand for carving on the wooden board, while the stonemason was ready-made. What worries him the most is paper, there is a certain difference between the paper used for printing and the paper used for writing, if it is too fine, it will become a ball when it comes into contact with the ink, and it will not be able to print at all.

Fortunately, this problem is also easy to solve, some of those stonemasons are proficient in rubbing, and the leather paper he used to rub the monument, Wei Ba knew that it could be used at a glance, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

After arranging for the craftsmen to prepare separately, and under the leadership of Steward Chen, they went to check the site and manpower used for processing, as well as the corresponding materials prepared, Wei Ba said to Steward Chen with satisfaction: "You have arranged it properly, just do it, everyone is here on standby, and as soon as the stone plate comes out, it will immediately start to be reprinted." Tell them to work overtime, notify the East Chef, prepare a night meal for them, eat better, kill a pig, and let everyone eat better, so that they can have the energy to do things. In addition, arrange people in the second half of the night to let them rest in advance, so that they can not be sleepy at that time. ”

Steward Chen said with a smile: "Young master, don't worry, there is Steward Zhang being punished in front, and there is the strict order of the lady, no one dares to be lazy." ”

Wei Ba Haha smiled, turned around and went out. The things that should be arranged have already been arranged, and half of the morning has passed, and his morning exercise has not yet begun, and if he doesn't hurry up, he will have to delay until the afternoon. If it weren't for the deep reflection on his past life, he might have naturally decided to make up for it in the afternoon, but he now knows that procrastination is actually a very stubborn and pervasive bad habit, and many great jihua have ruined this habit, and if he can't remind himself from time to time, all the hard work in front of him will be in vain.

"Dunwu, let's go to the martial arts arena."

"Whoa." Dun Wu strode in front to lead the way, and Wei Ba followed closely behind. Out of the small courtyard, I walked about a hundred steps to the west, and came to a wide and flat clearing. The open space is about 100 paces long and wide, similar to the 400-meter runway of later generations, and is surrounded by weapon racks, on which are neatly inserted spears, halberds, bows and arrows and other long and short weapons. Hundreds of soldiers are arraying at the north end, wearing neat armor, practicing the formation one by one, and more than 100 soldiers at the south end are catching and fighting, practicing personal martial arts. They are shirtless, and their strong muscles roll under their skin, full of masculinity.

"Major General, you pick ten people." Dunwu said lightly, and pointed to the people on the field: "The young master can point it casually, don't be too deliberate." ”

"Whatever?" Wei Ba was a little surprised, those who were practicing their personal martial arts were elite at first glance, and it might be possible to complete the standard of Dunwu, but those who were practicing the formation were obviously Xinding, and they could also do it?

"Those who can enter this martial arts arena to practice martial arts can meet the requirements. The young master doesn't believe it, you can choose a few at random. ”

Wei Ba was suspicious and casually ordered ten people. Dun Wu walked up to the middle-aged team leader who was directing the drill, whispered a few words, and the team leader roared a few times, and the people in Wei Ba's point came out one after another. They put on in front of Wei Ba, in addition to weapons and armor, each of them carried a large bag of rice, two stones, about thirty or forty kilograms, and under Dunwu's order, they began to move forward quickly.