Chapter 1

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In the early winter of the second year of Zhengde, an unexpected heavy snow fell in Ningbo Prefecture.

Snowflakes fell heavily, and the world was vast and white.

In this lonely white world, only a single ox cart left wheel tracks heading towards the Ye family in the west of the river.

Ye Jing, who was in the cart, coughed hard. He looked dejected and somewhat shabby, but his clothes were washed clean and spotless.

As soon as Ye Jing coughed, the child sitting next to him quickly took out a bamboo tube from the bundle and handed it to him: "Father, drink some water."

Ye Jing waved his hand and did not take the bamboo tube. Noticing the worried look on the child's face, he looked at him lovingly and said, "It's just a cold, nothing serious. We're almost there. When we see Grandfather, you must behave and not cause any trouble."

"Father, I understand, I won't cause any trouble." The child speaking had clear and bright eyes, about eleven or twelve years old, with a mischievous glint in his eyes. His name was Ye Chunqiu.

At this moment, Ye Chunqiu was muttering to himself, "I wonder what Grandfather is like. Speaking of which... Father hasn't been home for thirteen years..." Thinking of this, Ye Chunqiu sighed. In his heart, his father was simply a legend.

When his father was young, he passed the examination to become a scholar in Ningbo Prefecture and was highly regarded by his grandfather. As others put it, the eldest son of the Ye family was like a star of literature descended from heaven. An essay, beautifully written, was in the hearts of the people of the west of the river, the future imperial scholar.

In an era where all professions were considered inferior except for scholarship, such a promising young master naturally attracted many people seeking marriage alliances, and Grandfather's eyes were dazzled. In the end, he found a well-matched young lady, and they were about to get married. Who would have thought... damn... Father eloped.

The person he eloped with, of course, was Ye Chunqiu's mother. In this cliché story, the heroine was not a noble lady from a wealthy family but a very ordinary peasant girl.

Because of the elopement, Ye Chunqiu was born, but not long after, his mother died of illness.

After that, Ye Jing did not remarry. Instead, he supported Ye Chunqiu by writing letters for others.

Now... Ye Jing finally decided to return home!

Looking at his dejected father, Ye Chunqiu just shook his head.

Ye Chunqiu's story was simple. He did not belong to this era. In his previous life, he also lost his mother early and was left to depend on his father. However, due to the lack of maternal love, the Ye Chunqiu of his previous life was extremely mischievous, repeatedly disappointing his father who had high hopes for him. When his father died, he was still out enjoying himself. By the time he realized his mistake, he found that he could not support his parents when he wanted to, and his life was a mess, leaving him with a regret that could never be made up.

He had been in this Ye Chunqiu's body for three years. Because of a father who always protected him, his life was quite good... well, a bit poor.

After traveling a few more miles, a large mansion came into view. Ye Jing, sitting on the cart, coughed again, squinted his eyes, and looked at the familiar mansion with a sad gaze. He sighed, "Chunqiu, when I took your mother away thirteen years ago, I secretly vowed never to return. But now, I must come back because you are growing up, and it's not easy for you to live with me outside. At your age, I had already taken the county examination. Your grandfather once said to me, 'All professions are inferior, only scholarship is supreme.' Now, I pass on the same words to you. You must strive."

"Okay." Thinking of studying, Ye Chunqiu looked depressed. The Ye Chunqiu of his previous life hated studying, and it seemed he couldn't escape this fate here either.

However... Father was a very stubborn person. If he weren't, he wouldn't have eloped with his mother, shocking the world. Now, to give him a good environment for studying, Father was willing to bring him back to the Ye family. This earnest hope... made Ye Chunqiu feel a bit heavy.

Ye Chunqiu didn't want Ye Jing to see his resistance, so he hid on the other side of the cart, hugging his sleeves and daydreaming.

"Beep..." A voice suddenly sounded in his head, followed by a mechanical female voice: "Beep... Light Brain activated."

Light Brain...

Ye Chunqiu was stunned for a moment, and memories of his previous life flooded his mind.

Before he crossed over, after his father's death, his life had hit rock bottom. At that time, he decided to participate in a mysterious experimental plan.

The so-called experiment was to inject a so-called 'computer' made of nanomaterials into his head. It was said to be the latest technology, a 'Light Brain' as thin as a hair, which could be implanted in the brain and awakened by thought. The data it carried was vast and comprehensive.

Damn...

Ye Chunqiu couldn't help but feel a mix of surprise and joy.

The Light Brain was still there.

He understood the value of this thing too well. The Light Brain stored in his mind was like a living treasure trove. If he needed it, he could directly look up dozens of glass manufacturing techniques. Not to mention various chemical formulas and countless ancient and modern documents.

What did this mean?

Ye Chunqiu turned his thoughts and searched for the key terms of the eight-part essay. Immediately, hundreds of thousands of articles flooded his mind. Ye Chunqiu was startled and speechless. Oh my... Ye Chunqiu's heart trembled... What the hell...

This meant that any information from ancient to modern times could appear in his mind with just a thought.

Ye Chunqiu secretly glanced at Ye Jing and saw that Ye Jing was only looking at the Ye family mansion, not paying attention to him.

Ye Chunqiu couldn't help but sigh in relief. His Light Brain should remain undiscovered, which was better.

Having lived two lives, Ye Chunqiu understood the importance of keeping this secret and not doing anything out of the ordinary that might arouse suspicion.

The ox cart finally stopped at the gate of the Ye family mansion. The large house with blue bricks and white tiles was now covered in snow, but the red gold-painted plaque under the eaves, "A Family of Good Deeds," was still bright.

An old gatekeeper, hugging his sleeves, came out shakily. When he saw the person getting off the ox cart, his mouth opened wide in shock. He looked at Ye Jing and finally shouted, "Young... Young Master... Young Master has returned."

Ye Jing stood with his hands behind his back, a smile in his eyes. In Ye Chunqiu's eyes, his father's eyes always had a friendly melancholy, but Ye Chunqiu felt that under this calm, his father's emotions must be a mix of ice and fire.

Alright... hiding behind him is good.

The quiet courtyard was suddenly stirred, as if spring had suddenly arrived after a vast snowfall, and everything came to life.

Ye Chunqiu followed Ye Jing around the screen wall, through the moon gate, and finally entered the main hall of the Ye family.

The main hall was spacious, and many people were already standing or sitting there.

Sitting in the center, surrounded by others, was Ye Chunqiu's grandfather, Ye Jing's father, Old Master Ye.

Ye Chunqiu cautiously glanced at Old Master Ye and suddenly felt that things were not so simple. Old Master Ye's face was full of killing intent, and there was no joy of a father-son reunion. His expressionless face was like a furious guardian deity in a temple. Ye Chunqiu wanted to draw Old Master Ye's face to save money on buying door gods during the New Year.

Standing on either side of Old Master Ye were two people about the same age as his father. The older one wore a scholar's cap, clearly a scholar with a degree. He had a smile on his face, but his eyes, when they fell on his father, had a deep meaning.

Is this Second Uncle?

As for Third Uncle, his face was very pale, clearly drained by alcohol and women, and his eyes were listless.

Next to them were some women of the household and a few children about Ye Chunqiu's age.

Such a large family... so complicated.

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