The courtroom was silent. Both the plaintiff and the defendant, as well as the master's yamen, were all staring unblinkingly at the prefect who was sitting on the seat and was obviously still thinking hard about the pleadings.

"master!"

"master!"

At this solemn and solemn moment, several loud calls outside the court shocked the people who were holding their breath. They all turned around and saw a man who looked like a young boy running up the steps. Even the government officials had no time to block it.

Hearing the sound, Eunuch Ma, who was sitting, stood up and looked around. He saw his young man running over in a panic, with one step at a time. He frowned, feeling extremely embarrassed by his unseemly behavior, and he was so steady. He sat down and scolded him with a cold face, "Why are you so noisy! How unbecoming are you in such a hurry!"

"What's the matter! Tell me!"

The obstructive government officials dispersed again.

There was no one to stop him. The boy ran over and whispered in his ear, almost wailing and mourning, "Master, madam... madam has gone..."

"What...!" Governor Ma almost jumped up from his stool, in disbelief.

The plaintiff and defendant kneeling below looked at each other in shock at his gaffe. I listened secretly, completely forgetting the mood of the confrontation, and suddenly a question popped up in my mind, "What's going on?"

The boy had no choice but to lower his voice again, "Madam, she hanged herself."

Taishou Ma kicked him away and ran towards the mansion with his clothes in hand.

The door was kicked open with a "clang".

The figure of the woman in the room hung high. Not long after she kicked off the stool, the figure was still shaking slightly. When he turned around, his pale face made Governor Ma feel cold. His wife committed suicide and lost her life. Is there any hope for him to have an official career in the future?

The servants who were watching secretly watched from outside, lamenting in their hearts.

Just because, when I was teaching the young master to draw the bow a few days ago, the master got angry and hit his wife with the palm of his hand. The appearance was damaged, and the wife was unhappy because of it. She was worried that she would not be able to see anyone, so she committed suicide because of it.

He stared blankly at the corpse for a long time, then waved his hand with a livid face, "What are you still doing standing there! Hurry! Get the person down!"

Looking at the empty room and the swarming boys, Ma Taishou felt a little flustered, feeling that nothing was missing. He looked around and said angrily, "Master, where has the young master gone!"

The servants looked at each other. From the moment I found the lady hanging to now, it seems that I haven't seen where the young master has gone.

Taishou Ma was furious, stamped his feet, raised his sword and led the way out, "Look! Look for me quickly! If you can't find it, you losers will die!"

Bitch! Bitch! Where had she hidden his child!

The surrounding darkness was gradually dispelled by the subtle light revealed through the gaps in the carvings of the window.

Maintaining a posture for a long time makes this body a little stiff. If it weren't for the warmth of his skin, Jiang Chen would have thought he was a dead man crawling out of a grave.

Although in a sense, he is.

He pushed the cabinet door and it was locked from the outside. If it couldn't be opened, there was no need for him to open it for the time being. When he raised his hand, he was slightly stunned by the hand he saw.

Those are definitely not the hands an adult should have.

The bone age is less than ten years old.

He moved, and at that moment, he seemed to be able to feel how the blood was flowing throughout his body. My whole body was numb for a while, and then I gradually recovered.

Then he stayed in the small cupboard, leaning against the cupboard board, wandering.

A child's memory is incomplete. Maybe he suffered some kind of trauma, and his few memories are in pieces.

Almost no useful information can be obtained.

It's really rare.

He couldn't find any necessary enemies. The original person didn't seem to have any faults that could be called unscrupulous.

Is it related to...him?

Jiang Chen looked at his hands, which were clean and completely different from those in his previous life, with unclear emotions in his eyes.

For a long time, he smiled softly.

Half-demon, really good at longevity.

He really, rarely felt that he died early enough.

Jiang Chen no longer wanted to recall how long it had been since that incident.

The facts of the past are established. In the future, it must be avoided. Some problems must be solved at their root cause.

The cupboard door suddenly opened. He needs to think hard.

The strong sunlight shone in, and Jiang Chen squinted his eyes reflexively. He was stunned and was dragged out by his collar.

He glanced at the lifeless person covered with white cloth on the floor in the room. After looking at it for a while, he had a vague impression and said nothing.

Taishou Ma took a long sword and immediately used it as a ruler to hit him on the crook of the leg. He cursed, "It's your mother who died! You still have the heart to hide! You have no intention of grieving! You have no knowledge, no skills, no talent, no literary skills." If you can't do anything, your mother is really mad at you!"

"Obviously the master is too harsh on the young master and his wife..." Some people couldn't help but whisper.

I can't stop it, and I can't bear it. In addition, her appearance was damaged, so the lady committed suicide.

And...it seems to be in front of the young master. He was hiding in the room, maybe he was seeing Madam...

Jiang Chen didn't move.

Governor Ma gritted his teeth and twitched again, "Kneel down!"

Jiang Chen lowered his head and said nothing.

"Buzz."

Another strong wind came. More ferocious than the previous two times.

Jiang Chen frowned. This body - too weak. He was so weak that he couldn't resist the original owner's father who was obsessed with martial arts all year round.

This is not the first time that my body has been beaten. It seems that I have become accustomed to this kind of treatment, and I don't even have the instinct to hide.

Seeing that he was unmoved, Taishou Ma got angry and pointed at the corpse while beating him and scolded him, "You trash! How could our Ma family give birth to a descendant like you! Your mother must have known that she was wrong! Kill yourself!" It's a shame for the Ma family! Look at you, Mr. Zhao's son, he hit the target with an arrow! You just hit the target! What can you do! Your mother is so angry with you!"

Why, why is it so useless! As the son of a prefect, he is not as good as those poor people! How could you!

When he hit him for the tenth time, Jiang Chen's legs were numb and he knelt on the ground. The folds on both sides of his clothes were getting deeper and deeper with his fingertips. He was neither ashamed of what he said nor was he beaten for no reason. indignation.

He has experienced too many inexplicable things for no reason, and now he feels it is unnecessary to get angry and curse.

Taishou Ma changed the ruler and hit him on the back with a loud bang, "Ma Fo Nian, do you know you are wrong!"

After the pain, numbness. Then gradually I felt nothing.

This isn't the first time.

At least, for this body.

Jiang Chen raised his head and smiled slightly. "Kid, you know you're wrong." If knowing a mistake can change everything, then he really doesn't mind knowing a mistake.

When he smiled, Ma Tai's angry face twisted, and he slapped him down with a ruler, "You traitor! Unfilial!"

Jiang Chen knelt quietly and lowered his head, not looking at him this time.

Buddha chanting?

Is this the new name?

Buddha chanting?

Jiang Chen thought.

He is the one who understands Buddhism the best in the world, and he is the one who most opposes the teachings of Buddhism. The name Fo Nian is surprisingly ironic.

If this was a world of ghosts and ghosts, who knew the soul of the corpse in front of him, would it be grabbing him by the neck and asking him to return his son...

Not right either. He always forgets that from a long time ago until now, his conscious existence has never been discovered.

Jiang Chen looked at the white cloth in front of him with an expressionless expression.

Taishou Ma's hand hurt from the beating, but he didn't say a word. I remembered that when he beat this child in the past, he was as silent as a mute, neither saying that he knew his mistake nor saying that he had changed. He just kept hitting, and his wife would come to stop him. Now...he is a little helpless.

Fo Nian is the only child of the Ma family. It's impossible for him... and impossible...

Thinking of this, he put away the board he raised.

Jiang Chen seemed to have just realized it. He raised his head and curled his lips, thanking him very sincerely, "My dear, thank you father for not killing me."

Taishou Ma:!

"Repent well to your mother!"

His face was ashen. After finding him and making sure he was safe, he didn't care to continue arguing with him. He turned his head and rolled his sleeves and went to deal with the aftermath. Before leaving, he told the two boys at the door, "Confined for three days. Let him think about it here and not eat!"

When Jiang Chen heard this, he didn't move at all. After a long while, facing the corpse in front of him, he remembered the attitude that a normal bystander should have.

The childish voice sounded in the silence, and the tone of sympathy that was a little exclamatory and seemed to be extremely calm was faintly making people's scalp numb in such a scene.

"Oh...it's so pathetic."

Jiang Chen bent down and stretched out his hand to gently smooth the corners of the shroud.

The sunlight falling in from the window gradually turned yellow, and behind the door, the light and shadow on the young child's face gradually disappeared at the same time, becoming dim. The expression is vague and cannot be distinguished.

Until the moonlight fell and his back fell into darkness, he was kneeling on the spot. When he closed his sleeves, his posture was calm, and there was a hint of peace and solemnity, and he remained motionless.

Even when faced with a corpse.

Even if there is darkness, there is no darkness.

Even if it is eerie, it is not eerie.

Time flew by.

Taishou Ma heard from the girl at home that Madam... she did not avoid the child.

Watching his mother die in front of him... No wonder he was hiding in the closet...

No wonder...

Taishou Ma stood in front of the door, raised his hand, and then stopped. No, do you want him to apologize to a corner boy?

Taishou Ma frowned. He snorted at the door, then turned around and took two deliberate steps.

There was no movement at the door.

Jiang Chen heard it and glanced at it, not knowing what he was doing.

Taishou Ma had no choice but to pull a boy outside the door and commanded with a cold face, "He hasn't come out yet?"

"O-Master...this, the young master's temper..."

Taishou Ma frowned, turned around and shouted: "Buddha chants!"

Not long after, the door opened with a slight click, and a child with a somewhat thin face walked over, holding on to the door frame. After standing still, he let go of his hand and stood firmly, looking well-behaved and obedient.

"What is your father's command?"

Perhaps it was different from the previous day when he had become more respectful. Taishou Ma looked at him with a softer attitude and sighed slightly.

"Come here and have a meal."

Jiang Chen paused: "Father, mother passed away, according to etiquette, the child should..."

Etiquette... Jiang Chen thought about it and felt that the word he said was really happy.

Taishou Ma frowned slightly and interrupted him impatiently, "It's been three days." He was only seven years old now, and he felt that it was enough perseverance to not faint in three days...

"...Three days?"

indeed. Three days without food means three years of filial piety. Although he is still some time away from losing his crown, it does not have to be completely routine. Things in the world tend to deal with young children...

When Jiang Chen thought of the words "not too harsh", he raised his head and glanced at Ma Taishou, and the second half of the sentence was immediately cut off.

Taishou Ma thought to himself, "Your mother's funeral will be in four days. You must behave better then."

Behave better?

I don’t know what kind of meaning is good?

Jiang Chen was respectful and polite, as if listening to the holy words, "Yes, father."

Taishou Ma snorted and said a little coldly, "You must die with value."

"Buddha chants, listen. You must use everything to make your situation better! If you have the ability, you must hit it with every blow, and you must not be merciful. There are some things that no matter what you think in your heart, you must be gentle and generous on the surface. No matter what Whatever you do, you must always be supported and praised by others. Do you want me to teach you these things?”

Yes. Support and praise. Just let the non-advocacy and non-praise go away.

Jiang Chen suddenly asked, "Even if it is the body of the mother who raised the child?"

Taishou Ma turned over coldly and said, "A woman's kindness."

"If your mother knew that her death could bring you a good reputation, she would definitely be willing to do so." In addition to leaving the child Fo Nian for the Ma family, the Yang family, whose family has declined, is more important to Ma Junyi. There is no other use for it.

He paused and asked consciously, "Buddha chants. Don't you feel sad for your mother's death?"

"..."

"You don't have to do anything. Just express your sadness is enough." Everyone will know that the Ma family's child is a filial son. Filial piety comes first. As long as his reputation for filial piety spreads far and wide, and his father will pave the way for him in the future, there is no need to worry about being inferior to others!

In his eyes, there was no trace of the corpse's status at all.

When Jiang Chen saw it, he didn't say a word and said, "Yes."

The author has something to say: 07 Thank you, Lord Butterfly Lovers, thank you only if you like Ma Wen

Do not rule out the possibility of being mixed with folklore

Thank you very much, male lead

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