Adoption brings disaster

Speaking of which, Chen Jiu didn't know how long he slept. He just felt that he slept from day to night, and from night to day. He felt that he was shaking violently in a daze, but he couldn't wake up. He could only lie there in a daze and didn't mention it.

After the bumpy ride got better, Chen Jiu gradually woke up. When he woke up, he felt that his body had not improved at all, but felt even worse. He felt sore all over, nauseous and wanted to vomit, his throat was dry and his eyes were a little sore.

Chen Jiu forced himself to open his eyes, but his vision was still a little blurry and he couldn't see things clearly. He struggled to look for a long time before he saw a quilt covered with mold spots and a dark, shiny bed. Chen Jiu was so scared that he immediately became alert.

Chen Jiu's nose became more sensitive due to his alertness. The stench that continued to be emitted from the quilt made him want to vomit. His eyes also became clearer. He saw the small insects that kept crawling out of the bed. He wanted to scream but couldn't, so he had to shrink his body and stay away from the insects.

Chen Jiu adapted for a while and his mind became much better. Looking at everything in front of him, everything showed how dirty and messy the environment was. Chen Jiu was afraid that he was kidnapped, so he didn't dare to move. He could only frown involuntarily and looked around with his lips pursed.

When he looked over, he did not see the burly and ferocious kidnapper, but only saw an old woman sitting beside the bed.

That person was not necessarily an old person, but with her half-white hair and hunched back, she should be an elderly person. However, the sobs that came out of her mouth from time to time were full of energy but did not look old at all. Chen Jiu could not judge her age.

When the woman saw Chen Jiu wake up, she sobbed quietly by herself, then immediately rushed over and burst into tears, "My poor son, why are you so miserable?"

The old woman was very strong, and Chen Jiu didn't like being so close to people, so he wanted to push her away, but he couldn't push her away after several attempts. He could only let the old woman hug him and cry loudly, while he looked around the room.

At first glance, the room is low and there is only a bed, a table and two chairs. It can be said that the house is bare.

After taking a closer look at the layout of the room, Chen Jiu felt it was very familiar. After thinking for a long time, he finally remembered that he seemed to have seen it in a book before. This kind of house is called a slave house, which was where slaves in ancient times lived.

Chen Jiu tried hard to recall the information about the slave house, and was horrified. He didn't know whether he had traveled through time or offended someone who had set up such a trap to punish him.

But on second thought, the idea of ​​time travel was pure nonsense. I was just an ordinary temporary teacher and did not deserve such a big deal. After thinking about it, I thought it was probably just a dream. Thinking of this, Chen Jiu calmly let the old woman hold him in pain while he continued to daydream.

After thinking about it for a while, the old woman who was holding him was still mumbling something, but her crying was not as loud as before. Chen Jiu did not listen carefully to what the old woman was mumbling. It was not that Chen Jiu was annoyed and did not want to listen, but because of his severe headache and throat pain, he really could not listen.

At this moment, a man's angry voice pulled Chen Jiu back to his senses: "Evil creature, why don't you go with the Third Young Master? You are still alive and want to make us die together."

Chen Jiu was startled by the voice and looked in the direction of the voice. He saw a rough-looking man smoking a long pipe, with messy hair and bloodshot eyes. Although his tone was fierce, his eyes were full of worry. He looked really scary. Chen Jiu took a look and hurriedly lowered his head, not daring to look again.

He noticed Chen Jiu looking at him, and said in a slightly softer tone, "You are such a bad creature. I spent so much effort to let you be the Third Young Master's personal servant, hoping that you would bring honor to our family. I didn't expect that you could not protect the Third Young Master well. I am afraid that this will kill our whole family."

After hearing this, Chen Jiu remembered that this was the second time he said he would kill his entire family. He plucked up the courage to take a look. The man was trembling all over, his hands were clenched tightly, and his cigarette was out, but he didn't notice it. He just kept smoking. He looked at the door with a fierce look in his eyes, and then glared at Chen Jiu.

Hearing these unreasonable words, Chen Jiu instinctively wanted to argue a little. But the pain in his head suddenly became even worse, as if something was forced into his head. The pain made Chen Jiu cover his head and roll over and over on the bed, screaming in pain.

The old woman holding him looked at Chen Jiu who was in so much pain, and held him tightly in her arms. She kept patting him and saying comforting words, hoping to make Chen Jiu feel more comfortable in this way.

The smoking man felt very distressed when he saw Chen Jiu's painful expression. He wanted to go closer to take a look. He tried to stand up several times but couldn't. Finally, he had to sit down and muttered, "It's better for him to die. It can be regarded as a fulfillment of our family's loyalty and avoid dragging down the family."

After hearing this, the old woman was angry and sad. She turned around and glared at the man. Seeing the man like this, her eyes dimmed and she said nothing. However, her originally sad crying became more painful, and she couldn't help but hug Chen Jiu tighter.

I don’t know if it was the old woman’s comfort that worked, or for some other reason, but Chen Jiu, who originally had a splitting headache, gradually felt less pain, and there were many things in his mind that did not belong to Chen Jiu.

It can also be said that it belongs to Chen Jiu, but it is not this Chen Jiu's thing, but the Chen Jiu of this world's thing, or the Chen Jiu of this body's thing.

After a while, Chen Jiu absorbed these memories and realized that his "Nine" was a name, while the original "Nine" was just a title.

In the Beishang Kingdom, slaves and slaves were not allowed to have names. Slaves had a character as their title, while slaves only had a number.

If a master who is an official or noble is willing to grant a name, and the servant spends some money to change his name, he can also get rid of his slave and menial status. However, the Northern Shang Kingdom has been established for more than a hundred years, and such things are unheard of, so there is no need to elaborate.

Chen Jiu absorbed the memories and felt pain in his heart. His original body was just a slave and a child, and could not provide any useful information at all. It could even be said that he had no understanding of this world.

Fortunately, the writing in this world is not much different from the previous ones, and the grammar is almost the same. Chen Jiu thought that as long as he read more books, he would be able to understand this world quickly.

In the original owner's memory, there is one thing that the original owner remembers most clearly and that Chen Jiu cares about the most. The first one is the third young master's eleventh birthday.

On the third young master's birthday, the table was filled with all kinds of delicious food and the house was piled with gifts from family and relatives, which showed how much he was loved.

The third young master sat alone in the main seat, with four servants and four maids serving on both sides. The scene was very lively and festive, and everyone was happily saying auspicious words.

Only the third young master was in a bad mood. He didn't eat or speak. He just looked at Chen Jiu intentionally or unintentionally, sometimes in a daze, sometimes sad, sometimes angry, and sometimes determined as if he had made up his mind. However, the original body did not notice these things and was very happy instead.

As to why the original body was so happy, it was because in his memory the Third Young Master was a very good person who always gave food to everyone.

The original body looked at the table full of delicious food, but the third young master didn't touch it at all. It was only after the maids and servants persuaded him that he moved his chopsticks twice. Then they asked the table to be cleared away and shared by everyone. How could he not be happy?

The maids and servants were drinking and eating meat in the outer room, while the Third Young Master himself refused to be served and just spent his time reading miscellaneous books on the soft couch.

In the outer room, the servants and maids were eating and joking while listening to the noises from the inner room, fearing that they would not serve the Third Young Master well and would be blamed.

Everyone ate and drank for a while, and suddenly heard the third young master calling out anxiously: "Chen Jiu, come here."

When the original person heard this, he dared not delay any longer. He hurriedly pulled out two chicken legs, wrapped them up with a handkerchief, stuffed them into his arms and rushed out.

In the inner room, the Third Young Master lazily sat on the soft couch, with miscellaneous books casually thrown aside. Seeing Chen Jiu running in, he straightened his body slightly and said with a sigh, "Chen Jiu, I am already eleven years old."

"Congratulations, young master. I wish you good fortune and a long life." Chen Jiu kept kowtowing and saying the nice words his parents had taught him for more than a month, but he didn't notice that the third young master didn't seem to like this birthday that much.

The Third Young Master looked at the bright moon rising outside the window and continued, "In a few days, the Seventh Prince will be selecting his concubines. I was born to be his concubine, but I don't want to."

The original body did not understand what the selection of ministers meant, nor did he know why the third young master was unwilling. Just hearing the name of the seventh prince frightened him so much that he trembled and kowtowed continuously.

The Third Young Master did not notice Chen Jiu's panic. He just looked at Chen Jiu eagerly and said, "Chen Jiu, come with me to the palace. I will give you a name and raise your status. You will always serve me in the palace. We will never be separated."

After saying this, he felt something was wrong and sighed, "Ah, Your Highness the Seventh Prince, it's better not to say anything."

Yuansheng couldn't hear the hidden meaning in the Third Young Master's words. He was just immersed in the joy of the Third Young Master giving him a name and upgrading his citizenship. He hurriedly said, "Thank you, Third Young Master. Thank you, Third Young Master. Wherever you want me to go, I will go. I will do whatever you want me to do."

Later, the Third Young Master said something to the original body, but the original body was immersed in the joy of being promoted and did not remember a single word. Perhaps it was not that he did not remember, but that he did not hear a single word.

Later, the third young master insisted on appreciating the moon and wanted the original body to follow him.

While admiring the moon, the third young master slipped and fell into the water. The water was not deep to begin with, and no matter how hard the original body tried to save the third young master, he could not get him ashore. No matter how the original body shouted, no one came to rescue him.

In the end, somehow, the third young master sank to the bottom of the pond, but the servant Chen Jiu was lucky enough to survive.

After absorbing the original body's memories, Chen Jiu became more and more confused. What was the selection of ministers? The third young master was obviously a man, and the seventh prince also sounded like a man. It couldn't be some strange thing.

Although Chen Jiu didn't like men, he didn't discriminate against men. It was just that the people of Beishang were so open-minded that they openly chose men. What Chen Jiu couldn't accept the most was that the third young master was only 11 years old. He was definitely a child molester. Chen Jiu thought about it and clenched his fists in hatred.

The death of the third young master was also very strange. Why did the third young master send everyone away and only bring the original body with him to watch the moon by the pond late at night?

The water in the pool was obviously not deep, but the third young master couldn't get out no matter what. Based on memory, it can be roughly inferred that he committed suicide.

All the favored young masters in the families of high-ranking officials were meticulously served and surrounded by many people. But when the third young master fell into the water, the servants and the patrolling guards seemed to be deaf and could not hear his cries for help. It seemed as if they had let the third young master die.

Based on Chen Jiu's many years of experience in harem dramas, there is definitely someone who wants the Third Young Master dead, and the person who wants him dead is most likely his mother or father, but how the timing is so precise is really incredible.

Chen Jiu thought about it for a long time but couldn't figure it out. Now he was in prison and had no other choice but to take it one step at a time.

He looked at the man smoking at the table, still hugging his woman tightly, and after thinking for a moment, he said in a hoarse voice, "Water, water."

When the woman heard this, she immediately poured a glass of water from the teapot on the table and handed it to Chen Jiu, telling him to drink it slowly.

Chen Jiu drank the water and looked around the room again. He then discovered that there was a pot of charcoal burning in the corner near the bed. The charcoal was obviously not good. It emitted a lot of smoke but could not burn for long. The man at the table had to add a piece of charcoal to the pot from time to time and then sit back.

Seeing this, Chen Jiu felt distressed and quickly said, "Father, please come closer and warm up by the brazier."

"You're going to die soon, and you're still afraid of the cold." The man complained, but still moved his chair closer to the brazier, and also closer to Chen Jiu and the woman.

Chen Jiu watched this scene and immediately understood. He continued pitifully, "It's all my fault that I've caused trouble for my parents. I should follow the Third Young Master and die, so I won't be a burden to you." After saying this, he began to cry softly, looking guilty.

Seeing Chen Jiu's expression, the woman also hugged Chen Jiu and cried softly, saying, "Jiu'er's life is too miserable. She thought she would have a bright future by following the Third Young Master, but she didn't expect that she would even lose her life now."

Although the man didn't cry, his face was full of sorrow.

He placed a hand on Chen Jiu's head, took a deep drag on his cigarette, and said helplessly, "This is fate, this is fate."

Although the situation is urgent now, Chen Jiu, as a person living in a civilized society in a peaceful era, still does not have a deep understanding of death.

Moreover, Chen Jiu, who lost both his parents when he was young, was also addicted to the atmosphere of sharing joys and sorrows with his family. He even forgot his original plan to extract some information from them and use them to escape.

Just when the family was feeling gloomy but also happy, there was a sudden bang, and the already wobbly door was kicked to the ground. The cold wind brought in three arrogant men who walked in cursing.

The leader looked at the family of three hugging each other and said disdainfully, "Why are you crying now? You'll have plenty of time to cry when you're in the underworld."

After the leader finished speaking, he looked at Chen Jiu again, smiled coldly, and said, "Chen Jiu, the master wants to see you, come with us." After that, the two people behind him stepped forward, carried Chen Jiu and followed the leader out.

The original body's parents did nothing except kneeling there and crying. They dared not do anything and could not do anything.

Predict what will happen in the future, and listen to the next decomposition.