In the courtyard, the grass and trees are full of unparalleled vitality. The sun rises lazily, slowly and continuously exuding warmth.

In the corner, a teenager sits quietly. His eyes were blank and a little hollow. It was deserted, and no one showed up for a long time, only the constant sunlight on the ground told of desolation.

This is obviously a place where people live. The weeds in the yard were growing wildly, and there was only one path under the feet paved with bluestone slabs.

"Fei'er, it's time to eat."

A faint voice came from the dilapidated hut, and a hint of popularity appeared in the eyes of the young man sitting on the bluestone. The young man who stood up and walked towards the room was neither thin nor fat, and even gave people a feeling of weakness.

The whitewashed hair and the patched kaftan all show the shabby and poverty of the family. These can't hide the young man's handsome facial features, if others are here, they will definitely sigh when they see it: "What a handsome young man!"

If you take off this old clothes and put on a moon-white Confucian shirt, you must be an extremely handsome son of a family. Some people are like this, God has given them an incomparable and enviable face or talent, they can call them God's favorites.

The owner of this room, Ying Fei, is one of them, and it will be better if his eyes are no longer empty. However, none of this is what Ying Fei is concerned about, and her empty eyes hide the chaotic memories in her mind.

He didn't dare to speak out.

The son was silent, and the strange force was confused.

Ying Fei was afraid that as soon as he opened his mouth, he would usher in the counterattack of this world. At this moment, facing the threat of his life, he was extremely conscious.

Coming to this world three days ago, this home in the middle of nowhere, Ying Fei was flustered and didn't show it. At this time, being alive is the first option, and only then figuring out that this is there.

Three days of understanding did not bring him a trace of anything useful. It is only known that this dynasty is the Han Dynasty, and it is unknown whether it is the Eastern Han Dynasty or the Western Han Dynasty. At the same time, he also knew the name of this body, Fei, and he didn't know the surname.

"Mother is well."

When I walked into the room and looked at the food on the table, my eyes suddenly became hot. Ying Fei knew in her heart that this home was the same as outside the home, and its poverty was as clean and old as a dilapidated hut.

The food on the table seems to be a little hearty. This does not correspond to the dilapidated state of the house, Ying Fei has everything from his predecessor in his memory, and he knows how the food in this family is.

"Mother, let's eat!"

After a simple sentence, Ying Fei stopped talking. Although this family is dilapidated, the family education is very strict, and the food is silent, which is the biggest feature of this era.

"Fei'er, you eat more, you just recovered."

"Mother, you too."

……

In my memory, there are only two people in this family, one is him, and the other is the graceful and luxurious mother. As for his father, he had never seen or heard his mother mention it. It seems to be a taboo, a taboo between mother and child, and no one wants to open it easily.

My mother was very strict with Yingfei's education, especially in the study of literature. Not only did he learn Confucianism, but he also had to learn the law, and even the words he learned were small seals and official scripts. Especially for the study of small seals, the requirements are extremely strict.

According to her mother's meaning, it was Yingfei's ancestral text. If you don't practice, you forget your roots, abandon your ancestors' foundation, and don't be a husband.

Dinner. Ying Fei raised her head and said in silence: "Mother, the child wants to go out and see the outside world."

In Ying Fei's memory, she has never stepped out of this courtyard since she was a child. He knew that as soon as this sentence came out, his mother would be suspicious. But he had to go.

In my previous life, I was an otaku, crawling next to the computer to study historical documents, tearing up in the forum, and wasting a good year. This time, Ying Fei is not willing to repeat her last life.

When you start over, you have to change. In this way, he can live up to his seven-foot body.

"Fei'er, you...... How could you have such an idea? ”

Ying Mu's expression was flustered, a look of horror flashed in her eyes, and she stared at Ying Fei deadly. Waiting for her son to give her an explanation, at this moment, horror filled her heart, she was no longer as strong as she used to be.

The trembling and panic of her mother fell into Ying Fei's eyes without leaking. He knew that his mother must have something unspeakable, otherwise it would be absolutely impossible for a mother to keep her son from going out for ten years.

This is protection in disguise.

"Mother, the child has grown up, Han Feizi, the Analects, the child has finished learning, and staying at home is not conducive to the growth of learning."

Xun Ji looked at Ying Fei with complicated eyes. As a parent, there are those who don't want their son to get ahead. What's more, Xun Ji, who was born in a family, of course agrees with her son's outing.

It's just that Ying Fei is out, and it is inevitable that there will be gossip that will affect him. Xun Ji is afraid that Yingfei can't stand it, you must know that in this era, the concept is very strong, and having children out of wedlock is taboo.

If it weren't for her Xun Ji being a descendant of the Xun family, the Xun family was huge and deeply rooted in Yingchuan, and she would definitely die.

Looking at her resolute son, Xun Ji sighed deeply and said, "Come in with me, my mother has something to say to you."

"The child understands."

At this moment, Ying Fei didn't know that her identity was illegal, so she was complacent when she heard Xun Ji's tone loosen. At this time, Ying Fei needs to understand this era, and according to memory, he can only roughly guess that he belongs to the Han now.

As for that paragraph, there was nothing he could do. As for this point, it is because Lishu is also known as Han Li, and the small seal is passed on to Daqin.

The environment and life of this home need urgent changes, and if you want to change, you need to understand this society, and only then can you think of a way. This home is almost unbearable.

Now occupying other people's bodies, Ying Fei must be responsible for this family, which is an inescapable responsibility.

This is a study with a small footprint. There are no miscellaneous books, only simple Han Feizi and two bamboo slips of the Analects.

Xun Ji's face was solemn, staring at Ying Fei and said: "Fei'er has grown up, and her mother is very happy, but remember that this world is too dangerous, and my son must always remember to protect himself." Don't worry your mother. ”

"The child understands."

Nodding, Xun Ji took out a jade pendant from a dark compartment and handed it to Ying Fei and said, "My son takes it, this is what your father left for you."

A flash of longing flashed on Xun Ji's face, and Ying Fei took in the view, and quietly passed the jade pendant and said, "Mother, where is the father?"

When these words came out, both of them were stunned at the same time. Xun Ji's delicate body trembled and couldn't help herself, and Ying Fei could feel the depth of resentment in her heart. This sentence made the mother and son cold for a while.

Long.

Xun Ji restrained her emotions and said to Ying Fei: "I don't know your father's traces, my son doesn't have to worry." Hearing Xun Ji's words, he suddenly had a hint of enlightenment, and looked at it carefully.

The jade pendant is pitch black and carved with an exquisite dragon-shaped pattern. This pattern made Ying Fei tremble, Ying Fei is not historically blind, he knows that in ancient times, the dragon was a thing of the Son of Heaven, and it was not something that ordinary people could wear.

Holding back the doubts in his heart, he turned over the other side of the jade pendant, and the character Ying written on a small seal in the middle of the jade pendant stood in the middle.