I've been reborn, who still wants to be a cowardly little white flower?

Chunzhi's reminder reminded Jiang Yuan that she was punished to kneel in the ancestral hall for three hours every day for ten days, and today was the eighth day.

Why were you punished to kneel?

Oh, I remember now, because I accidentally knocked over a pot of ugly flowers in the old woman's yard.

It just so happened that she needed a quiet place to sort out the memories in her mind. At this time, hiding in the ancestral hall was quite appropriate.

Moreover, she had something very important to do.

After breakfast, Chunzhi and Luzhu accompanied her along the path to the ancestral hall. Although they avoided crowded places, the noisy sounds could still be heard.

The three of them quickened their pace at the same time and quickly arrived at the ancestral hall without saying a word.

Luzhu pushed open the door of the ancestral hall, and Chunzhi carefully supported Jiang Yuan.

The ancestral hall is very large, with several rows of tablets in the middle and candlesticks on both sides.

Looking at the four words "Duli Chongyi" written on the plaque in the middle, he snorted with disdain.

She walked slowly to the futon and sat down cross-legged. Chunzhi, who was standing beside her, wanted to remind her, but she saw her daughter pointing at the futon and saying, "No need to kneel, sit down and be quiet."

Chunzhi covered her mouth with one hand, looked at Luzhu, and knelt down obediently.

At noon, Chunzhi quietly moved and wanted to go out to get lunch for Jiang Yuan. Jiang Yuan, who had his eyes closed, said, "Go to the academy and call your brother back. Do it quietly, don't let anyone see.

Luzhu, go get me some writing brush, ink, paper and inkstone."

The two of them responded quietly and retreated.

Luzhu came back first. She was always talkative. Seeing her open her mouth and close it again several times, Jiang Yuan smiled slightly.

Under Luzhu's shocked eyes, he walked to the altar with paper and pen, moved the things on the altar aside, started grinding ink and writing.

"What's the situation outside?" asked the girl with her back to him. Lu Zhu, who was about to explode, seemed to have received a special pardon.

The valve in her mouth finally opened, and she couldn't wait to say, "The master was so angry today that he didn't even go to court. Mrs. Wang woke up and hugged my aunt's legs and begged her not to let her husband divorce her.

But Wang Po's husband was determined to divorce her and refused to give in no matter what.

Butler Sun's grandson hasn't woken up yet, so Butler Sun is making a fuss and asking Po Wang to pay him money. He also says that if anything happens to his grandson, Po Wang will pay with her life.

The master had been administering justice all morning, but he didn't know what to say. Anyway, the husbands of Steward Sun and Mrs. Wang had both left.

But the second young master, perhaps stimulated by what he saw in the morning, actually pulled the maid in the room and committed adultery in broad daylight.

After the master finished solving the problem, he went to find the second young master and happened to hear the angry master chasing the second young master and beating him with a rattan stick, while the aunt cried and begged to stop him.

The older girl started crying too, and it was really chaotic.”

Jiang Yuan frowned slightly, with a helpless smile on his face, "You just went to get the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, how do you know so much?"

Lu Zhu said seriously, "Although the master said that no one is allowed to discuss privately, the servants are still discussing it secretly. I walked along the way and heard several paragraphs. I have pieced together the general situation."

The Luzhu in front of him was still lively and talkative, which was completely different from the last Luzhu in his memory, who had his tongue pulled out, his body covered with festering, but still banged on the gate and wanted to save Jiang Yuan.

Seeing Jiang Yuan staring at her intently, Lu Zhu felt a little embarrassed. She touched her hair and tugged at her clothes, "Miss, am I dressed inappropriately today?"

Jiang Yuan came back to his senses and shook his head. "Go to Huangjue Temple to burn incense, secretly buy these things, and store them in Huangjue Temple. Be careful not to let anyone find out."

Behind a piece of paper was a banknote. Lu Zhu took it and was shocked when she saw the banknote. "Girl, where did you get the banknote?"

"Mine, go ahead."

She carefully put the things into her pocket. She had never carried so much silver on her in her life. She wished she had eyes all over her body to watch her, for fear of being robbed.

As the sky gradually darkened, Jiang Yuan stood up, took out a tinder and lit the candle.

The ancestral hall with candles lit did not look bright and majestic at all, but instead revealed a chilling coldness.

There were hurried footsteps in the courtyard, and then the door of the ancestral hall was suddenly pushed open.

Anxious Jiang Huai was stunned the moment he pushed open the door. The situation in the ancestral hall was completely different from what he had imagined.

With both hands still holding the door, one foot inside and one foot outside, he was stunned for a few seconds, then turned back to check the sky, and it was indeed dark.

"Brother." Jiang Yuan, who had his back to him, called him softly.

Jiang Huai agreed in a daze, walked gently into the ancestral hall, turned around and closed the door.

Chunzhi came to the academy to find him. He thought something had happened to his sister, so he hurriedly asked for leave from the teacher and rushed home.

On the way, he learned that the last time he came back to visit his sick younger sister, she was punished to kneel in the ancestral hall. Jiang Yuan was afraid of disturbing his studies, so he didn't let anyone tell him.

My little sister has always been very timid. She would be afraid to enter the ancestral hall even if someone was accompanying her, let alone having to kneel for ten days in a row. Just thinking about it makes her heart ache.

Calculating the time, today's three hours should have ended, but I didn't expect that my younger sister was not in the room.

Chunzhi was also frightened. Her daughter didn't dare to spend the night in the ancestral hall. Once, she was punished to kneel in the ancestral hall. When it got dark, Jiang Yuan was so scared that she burst into tears and almost fainted.

From then on, she was punished to kneel in the ancestral hall during the day, and she would not stay in the hall at night no matter what.

The two of them hurried to the ancestral hall, but did not hear any crying sound inside. Jiang Huai thought his sister had fainted again, which was why he was so anxious.

But the situation inside was beyond his expectations.

Walking to Jiang Yuan's side, he saw that although her face looked bad, there was no sign of her having cried. Jiang Huai was puzzled but also felt a little relieved.

He knelt down on another cushion, staring fixedly at one of the many seats, his eyes slowly turning red.

"Brother, tell me, is mother willing?" Jiang Yuan remained motionless, sitting cross-legged on the mat with his eyes closed, his voice cold.

Jiang Huai's eyes were red as he looked at the tablet without answering.

The ancestral hall was so quiet that only the sound of burning candles could be heard.

"An An, you've grown up." She was no longer afraid of the ancestral hall and stopped crying, but Jiang Huai felt extremely distressed.

"If this man-eating devil's den doesn't grow bigger, I'm afraid not even a bone will be left."

"Don't be afraid, I'm still here. I will definitely protect you."

"Master Jiang, you will never be able to protect me. I have to become Master Jiang before I can do that."

Jiang Huai was surprised. Looking at Jiang Yuan who was still motionless, he felt that the little sister in front of him was so strange.

She was originally a soul from another world, reborn in Jiang Yuan's body. Agreeing to her request to protect her brother and the maid was just a promise.

But after inheriting all the memories, not only the pain she experienced in her previous life, but also the love she received from her brother since childhood, and the affection and care she received from the two maids who grew up together, also affected Jiang Ranxing's heart.

The chance to be reborn is the blessing that Yun has accumulated over the years, and she cannot waste it. If she wants to settle accounts with those old men in the underworld, she has to wait until she has had enough fun.

In this case, let's see where the day starts.