After wearing a book, I was forced to marry by the villain

On New Year's Eve, early in the morning, before dawn, the maids went into the house to light the lanterns.

Chen Yuan closed his eyes and said fiercely to them: "Go back to sleep!"

"A Yuan, it's time to get up." The eldest lady walked to the bed and said softly: "Today I want to worship my ancestors, you must get up."

Chen Yuan was so sleepy that he refused to open his eyes and continued to sleep with the quilt covering his head.

The eldest lady looked at it, she couldn't bear it, but this is the rule of the mansion, as a descendant, naturally she has to go.

"Hey, come back to sleep after paying homage to your ancestors."

Chen Yuan opened his eyes, endured the sleepiness and got up, two maids were waiting for him to dress, he yawned again and again: "My mother, it's still dark, and my ancestors are asleep."

His words made everyone in the room laugh.

The eldest lady took the handkerchief handed over by the maid and wiped his face: "There are no rules, you can't say this in front of your father and your grandfather, otherwise you may be punished."

Chen Yuan opened his eyes and took the handkerchief: "I'll wipe it myself." Then he said to the maids who waited on him: "I have hands and feet, I don't need you, how many times have I said it, why can't I remember."

The Da Furen stretched out her hand to signal the maids to go down and wait, and said: "Look, I'm losing my temper when I serve you. These girls are all carefully selected and sent to you to serve them. Look, all of them are quick and capable. It's so watery, why aren't you satisfied?"

Chen Yuan's peach blossom eyes were dark: "Mother, I'm not dissatisfied, but I have hands and feet, so I don't need them to serve me." He coughed and said, "Also, I'm not choosing a wife, so you don't have to always go to me. Fill the house with maidservants."

"You are the master, and they are slaves. Serving you should be served, and it's not that they don't pay them. There are no slaves who get paid for nothing. There is no such rule in any dynasty or generation." The lady looked at him up and down: "You are really Modified?"

Chen Yuan didn't want to argue with her, so he pursed his lips and smiled, shaking off his hair: "Aniang, how am I now?" After saying that, he hooked his hand at a maid: "Come here and help me comb my hair."

The maid's name was A Tao, and she went up to comb her hair respectfully, and at the end Chen Yuan said "thank you" and she was startled and fell to her knees.

The eldest lady clicked her tongue: "How can a master say thank you to a slave? You child, you are really getting weirder."

"Aniang, I am your baby, and they are also their parents' baby. I can't say thank you enough." Chen Yuan raised his chin at A Tao: "Get up."

The eldest lady was stunned for a moment, a little bit happy, but also a little bit surprised. The son who suffered from amnesia was really different from before.

Now the son is really nice.

In the morning, the whole family went to the ancestral hall to worship their ancestors without even eating a hot meal.

Chen Zhang took the lead, kowtowed and offered incense, and the worship was quite huge.

Seeing the 70-year-old old man bowing down to the rows of ancestral tablets, Chen Yuan frowned and thought, what is this old man planning.

It took more than half a day to pay respects to the ancestors. Chen Yuan was cold and hungry, and he was holding back his urine. Seeing a table full of hot food, he stepped forward to bite a piece of hot cake before running to the latrine. When he came back, he was taught a lesson by Chen Weichang. The name is, there are no rules, the elders have not eaten yet, how can they take the food on the table with their hands first.

Chen Yuan lowered his head, pretending he didn't hear it.

Chen Zhang loved Sun so much that Chen Yuan was able to sit at the dinner table and eat.

After the meal, Chen Yuan got up and saluted like other children and grandchildren, left the dining table in a proper manner, left the hall, and trotted all the way back to the house.

"It's over," Chen Yuan stretched, and said to Shi Jian, "I hope I won't worship our ancestors again, I can't bear it, my knees are still hurting."

"There is no one who does not worship the ancestors, what you say..."

"Don't say it in front of others." Chen Yuan snapped: "I just finished training, my brother Shitou, please stop saying a few words, okay?"

Shi Jian shut up, Chen Yuan took off his shoes, leaned on the couch, and pulled the quilt: "I want to catch up on sleep, please go out."

Shi Jian raised one eyebrow slightly: "I'm going to the palace right away, I'm afraid you won't be able to sleep now."

Chen Yuan frowned: "Why are you going to the palace?"

"You are a relative of the emperor, so you will naturally go to the palace to celebrate New Year's Eve. All the officials of the fifth rank and above in the capital of this dynasty must enter the palace to have fun with His Majesty."

"Fuck!" Chen Yuan frowned. He really didn't want to go. When he rolled his eyes, he immediately had an idea. He raised his eyebrows and looked at Shi Jian: "I'm sick and I can't go anywhere. You can pass it on."

Shi Jian replied "Oh" with a half-smile, then turned and left the house.

After a while, Mr. Chen Zhang and Chen Weichang and his wife all arrived. Chen Yuan lay there, moaning and moaning for a long time, his half-dead appearance was very realistic.

Shi Jian cooperated with his performance, and the lady was so distressed that she wanted to cry, so she hurriedly sent someone to call the doctor.

Chen Yuan's skill at pretending to be sick was first-class, and the doctor couldn't figure it out for a while. He could only speculate that he was suffering from amnesia. He prescribed two medicines and told him to rest more and move less.

Chen Yuan immediately rolled over and said, "Go out, go to the palace!"

Like coaxing a child, Chen Zhang said softly: "Go, go, grandpa will take you there, but you have to go to bed first, and we will enter the palace when you wake up."

Chen Yuan played around with the old man for a few words, smiled at him obediently, then closed his eyes, then opened them again: "Then grandpa, don't forget to call grandson."

"Of course I won't forget." Chen Zhang promised.

As soon as Chen Yuan fell asleep, Chen Zhang and the others went out, and ordered people to guard them, not to let him out of the house.

Shi Jian was dumbfounded watching this play, and sighed in admiration. When he was the only one left in the room, Chen Yuan sat up from the soft couch, and smiled rascally: "How is it? Young master, I will sleep with him this time, and there will be no one else. Say no more."

Shi Jian gave a thumbs up: "Young Master Sun is amazing."

Chen Yuan suddenly realized something: "Since you belong to the Xiangye's mansion, why do you always follow the old man and call me Young Master Sun? You don't think it's too long."

"It's good to add a grandson." Shi Jian smiled and deserved to be beaten.

Chen Yuan raised his eyebrows, suddenly laughed and cursed: "You are the grandson! Go away, don't disturb my sleep."

Shi Jian went out, but Chen Yuan tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep. He leaned against the pillow, feeling restless, especially thinking of Li Ji, and even more, he really wanted to beat that kid to relieve his anger.

Obviously only 13 years old, but like an old man who has gone through vicissitudes, he is also cruel and merciless, not cute at all.

If he had such a son, he would not like it either.Chen Yuan thought so.

[Ding, please accept the task from the host, and go to the imperial mausoleum to spend New Year's Eve with Li Ji]

[Mission reward: all excellent grades in the next semester; mission punishment: three days of unlucky luck, the survival rate depends on the luck of the host]

Chen Yuan: "...?"

Survival rate depends on luck, Chen Yuan was furious: "You stinky system, what a fart!" He said and wrapped up the quilt tightly: "I won't go anywhere, just lie on this bed for three days."

The voice fell to the ground, and with a bang, the bed collapsed.

Chen Yuan: "..."

When Shi Jian came in, he saw that the bed had collapsed, the soft couch was crooked, the tables, chairs and benches were all rotten, and there was a hole in the roof. He was dumbfounded: "Are you demolishing the house?"

Chen Yuan was in distress, grinding his back molars: "Prepare a fast horse, I'm going to the imperial mausoleum."

Shi Jian went to do it immediately. He never asked much about Chen Yuan's decisions, and was only responsible for protecting his safety. Soon the two horses were ready.

With the help of the system, Chen Yuan left the mansion smoothly, got on his horse and swung his whip, and quickly disappeared into the long street.