"Oops~ Master Jun, you can't do this! He's not a prisoner, so why are you interrogating him? Shi Chen's father said worriedly.

"He's the subject of suspicion!" The officer replied coldly.

Zhang Baochang replied: "Hey, hey~ Master Jun!" You can't be so neat, he's really not Gong Jun, don't you keep doing this? Weird and scary! You are an interrogation and the object of suspicion, how can we, the ordinary people, bear it! Raise your noble hand, please raise your noble hand~"

"You say he's not Gong Jun, what evidence do you have to prove that he's not Gong Jun? I can also say that you two fornicate gong fei! The officer replied dismissively.

Shi Chen's father was angry when he heard this, and just wanted to go up to defend himself, but he was stopped by Zhang Baochang. Zhang Baochang glanced at Shi Chen's father, then turned his head and smiled, and said to the officer: "Hahaha, military master, you are making such a joke!" We have always supported the central government, so dare to fornicate with Gong Fei? ”

"Hmph~ You don't dare!"

"Hahaha~ I know all the rules, I've been doing it for so many years, and I still understand some things!" After speaking, he made a gesture for Shi Chen's father to take out the wrench. Shi Chen's father hesitated for a moment, and Zhang Baochang went up to Shi Chen's father's pocket and took out the wrench.

The emerald green jade wrench is delicate and smooth, transparent and clear, crystal clear, and has a gold trim on the inside and a delicate pattern on the outside. In the hands of Zhang Baochang, it looks so bright and gratifying!

"Then military master, look at this! This is a good thing, and it's worth a fortune! ”

The officer took it and looked at it carefully: "Yo! It's really a good thing, it's made in the official kiln. ”

"Not only is it produced by the official kiln, this is still what Cixi wore before. It was my old lady who spent a lot of money to get it in the hands of the great eunuch Li Lianying. It was originally used to keep it as a family heirloom, but, hey~" Shi Chen's father said helplessly.

The officer looked around and saw that there was no one else around him except the two in front of him. Then he looked at the wrench in his hand, weighed it, and said, "Count you two sensible." With that, he put the wrench in his pocket.

Taking people's money and eliminating disasters for others is a common principle no matter which dynasty or generation.

The officer walked to the door and pretended to say, "Come here!" ”

A ** soldier came over beside him: "Sir, what's the matter?" ”

"Go quickly, let go of the minister who is called Duan, and just say what I said, hurry up! Go now! ”

"Yes, sir!"

Shi Chen was released like this......

When he got home, Shi Chen, who had a blue nose and swollen face, hid in the back room, he didn't want others to see him being beaten like this by Guo Min Dang.

When his mother saw him like this, she was very angry and said, "Why do you have to make it like this?" ”

The father replied to the mother and said, "What else can I do, I was beaten by guo min dang!"

The mother said, "Son, don't always hide! Look at your son not? ”

As soon as the words fell, Shi Chen opened the door in the back room and walked out of the house. Shi Chen, whose face was blue and purple, walked towards the outhouse step by step. He saw Ah Feng lying on the kang in the outhouse, and his premature son who was wrapped in a quilt next to him.

He slowly walked to Ah Feng's side, and Ah Feng slowly opened his eyes when he heard her husband come back.

"Feng~" Shi Chen said softly.

"Little courtier, you're back." Ah Feng said weakly.

"Feng, I can't stand you."

"It's okay, just come back! My son is next to him, five and a half pounds, look at him. ”

When Shi Chen was eighteen years old, he had already become a father. He didn't want to see his son for the first time, but he was like this. However, the heart that wanted to see his son tended him to get closer to his own child little by little. The baby's shy face, pouting little mouth, and squinted eyes are really cute.

Shi Chen couldn't help himself and wanted to go up and touch it. He touched the child's face with his hand, and suddenly, his eyes moistened. That's the feeling of fatherly love: responsibility, responsibility, wanting to give him a sense of security, wanting to give him everything he can create! Suddenly, a feeling welled up in my heart, which was guilt! As a man, I feel sorry for Ah Feng and Niang, and I blame myself for not protecting them well. He clenched his fists, but he couldn't do anything about it.

In the midst of war, it is the common people who suffer the most. They often have no political goals, but they have to endure the disasters of politics and war.

A few days later, an old monk came to the house, wearing a worn-out robe with an unknown number of patches. came to Shi Chen's house and knocked on the door. Then he walked into the courtyard and saw Shi Chen's father sweeping the yard, so he stepped forward and folded his hands and said, "Amitabha, good ~ good ~ donor, take out a bowl of rice and eat." ”

When Shi Chen's father saw it, he shouted loudly: "Get out quickly!" Stinky food, did I let you in? ”

When the monk heard this, he did not get angry, but turned around and walked outside the door and stopped outside.

"I'll tell you to go farther away, do you hear?" Shi Chen's father pointed to the old monk outside the door and said, but the monk didn't need to move.

"How can you be a monk? It's still in our house! ”

The monk remained motionless.

"Are you deaf? Can't you hear me clearly, or what's wrong? The father scolded the old monk outside the courtyard gate even more harshly.

The monk smiled, still motionless.

Shi Chen, who still had bruises on his face, heard his father's voice outside, so he came out of the house to see what was going on? After getting a general understanding of the situation, he took out a nest head and a vegetable ball from the kitchen, walked outside the courtyard, and put them in the old monk's bowl.

"Little courtier, you are a loser, why do you send everything out." The father then scolded.

"Don't talk about Dad, I want to name my son!"

"Thank you, donor." The old monk bowed to Shi Chen.

"It's not for you! Now that my son has just been born, can you please give my son a name, Master. ”

The monk shook his head and said, "Donor, human life has its own number of days. Some things depend on fate, and the child's name forgiveness can't be casually named. Your son's name still needs to be decided by you! ”

Shi Chen thought for a while: "This monk doesn't want to give him a name, so he can't let him eat wotou and vegetable dumplings for nothing!" Then he asked, "Then it's okay if you don't want to, then tell me that I want to go to war, can I succeed as a soldier?" ”

The old monk clasped his hands together and said to him: "Donor, all beings in the desire realm, right and wrong, cause and effect, everything has its certainty!" A thought is born, and it arises. If there is no thought, the fate will be extinguished. What the donor thinks about is still up to the donor to decide! ”

"Then don't you just say nothing?" Shi Chen smiled and said.

"Donor, don't ask about fate!" With that, the old monk walked away. Baidu takes a look at the latest chapter of "Men's World Masterpiece Literature" to read for free for the first time.