Just one strike, and Zhong Lingling already felt tears squeezing out of her eyes.
Only then did she understand the purpose of this long and wide bench in the hall.
Fearing another unexpected lash, Zhong Lingling obediently lay on the wide chair, her hands tightly clutching the wooden frame, her eyebrows furrowed into a deep frown.
She had not expected that even in this day and age, a family could have such strict rules.
If there were no family rules, indeed, it would be difficult to control the behavior of everyone in a large family like the Xiang Family.
The Reflection Garden not only punished the masters of the Xiang Family, but the staff who made mistakes were also subject to corresponding punishments there.
Of course, depending on the severity of the error, the punishments were different.
For example, copying scriptures or being shut in a dark room to reflect without food...