Chapter 4 The Insults of the Elders

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In Cangcheng at night, the weather has gradually turned cold, and at this time, light rain is falling from the sky, adding to the chill.

It was already three quarters in the morning, and in the huge city of Cangcheng, there were basically no pedestrians on the streets, except for occasional dim candlelights in a few nightclubs flickering in the wind, adding a bit of bleakness to the desolate winter night.

But in a small courtyard of Yejiabao, the city lord's mansion of Cangcheng, there was a completely different scene. The candles in the small courtyard were brightly lit, but the door was closed tightly, and there was a young man in Tsing Yi kneeling outside the main door.

The cold rainy night, the brightly lit courtyard, the boy kneeling in the rain, and occasional lightning strikes from the sky, such a scene makes people look extraordinarily weird and out of the ordinary. [

"Please fulfill the presbytery, Ye Qinghan will be a cow and a horse for the rest of his life to repay the family..."

The young man in Tsing Yi stubbornly knelt on the ground, letting the rain fall on his head and body. But he didn't care about it at all, just kowtowed to the compound and shouted loudly.

The hoarse voice was exceptionally prominent in the silent night.

However!

The courtyard was so quiet, the door was still closed, as if it had never been smelled. I saw the reflection of the candle flame, jumping and swaying non-stop on the window paper.

For a long time, for a long time!

The youth in Tsing Yi shouted hoarsely, prostrate on the ground, as if falling asleep. Just looking up by accident, that delicate face was extremely pale under the washing of the rain. Under the light of the candlelight, his face was full of determination and sourness.

The door remained closed and there was no sound.

The rain is getting bigger and bigger!

The sky had turned white, the rain had stopped, and in the compound, there were remnants of the storm everywhere.

The young man in Tsing Yi still knelt on the ground motionless, his slightly trembling body and the trace of blood in his slightly squinted eyes let people know that he was awake and struggling to support himself.

Squeak!

The courtyard door finally opened.

Looking at the two middle-aged men standing at the door, the eyes of the young man in Tsing Yi suddenly widened. The "color" of hope and longing in his eyes couldn't be more obvious. He wriggled his dry lips and wanted to say something, but he still didn't say it. He just kowtowed deeply to the two middle-aged men again.

"You child, why are you so stubborn! Don't want your own body?"

The two middle-aged men were both forty years old, and they were big figures in Cangcheng and even in the God of War Palace. One of them was dressed in gray robes, with a high nose, eagle eyes, and a faint scar from the corner of his mouth to the base of his ears. His name was Ye Rong. He was the deputy elder of the Ye family's punishment hall and a member of the elders' house. The other wore a white robe, a red gold crown on his head, and a folding fan in his hand. He looked like a romantic scholar, and his name was Ye Qiang. He was the deputy elder of the battle hall of the Ye family and the third son of the head of the Ye family.

At this time, it was Ye Gun who was speaking, and with a shake of his hand, he put away the folding fan, with a distressed and blamed look on his face, and he was about to help the young man in Tsing Yi.

Unexpectedly, the young man didn't seem to appreciate it. He continued to kneel stubbornly, "licked" his dry lips, stared blankly at Ye Gun, and said, "Three, third uncle? How is it? Did the Elder Hall agree?"

"This? Sigh..." The white-faced scholar-like Ye Gun shook his head, his expression a little gloomy and helpless, obviously the matter would not work out. [

"Ye Qinghan, you don't need to kneel anymore, go back." Ye Rong, who was standing behind, picked up the words at this moment. His eagle-like eyes showed a hint of sternness, and the scar at the corner of his mouth became even more ferocious. He said in an indifferent tone: "Your mother was originally a famous prostitute in a brothel. Back then, your father redeemed her and married her back to the Ye family in disregard of public opinion. This matter has already caused a great uproar in the family and broke the clan rules. The patriarch even wanted to expel your parents from the Ye family. After all, I did not recognize your mother as the daughter-in-law of the Ye family... Then, your father was arrogant and arrogant, and went to Luoshen Mountain alone to search for treasures, and was seriously injured and died in the end.

"Now that your mother died of illness, the family thought about your filial piety and helped to bury you. But you don't know how to be grateful. You even asked to bury your mother in the ancestral grave with your father? I think your head is burned out? The ancestral grave is the burial place of the heroes of the Ye family's ancestors. Your mother, a brothel girl, has not yet been recognized by the family, and you still want to be buried in the ancestral grave? Get back quickly, and you are still making noise here, disturbing the elders, don't blame me for acting against you!"

"you……"

Ye Qinghan was angry and angry, stood up suddenly, and glared at Elder Rong. Unexpectedly, because he knelt for too long, he was drenched in the rain all night, and the cold entered his body. His body trembled for a while, his head became dizzy, and he almost fell down. He took several steps back before he could stand still.

"What are you? Yesterday you used despicable means to sneak attack on Ye Qingxian and seriously injured her. Seeing that your mother had just passed away, the punishment hall pardoned your crimes. Today, you came to disturb the elders' hall again. Do you think the family punishment hall dare not punish you? Why don't you retreat?"

"Haha! The family... The family is really good to my mother and son, really good...Elder Rong, don't worry, I won't come here to disturb your respected elders, Elder Hall! Haha..."

Ye Qinghan looked at Elder Ye Rong with a sneer on his face, and his third uncle Ye Gun with a helpless expression on his face. Laughed a few times, his voice was filled with desolation and loneliness. He raised his head and stared blankly at the three majestic characters of "Presbyterian Hall" on the gate of the courtyard for a long time, with a slight hint of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth, he wiped the rain off his face, turned his head and left.