As he said that, Ye Chen looked at Wan Pojun and said, "You know, what did my father say when he heard that your father committed suicide by jumping off the building?"

Wan Pojun shook his head lightly with a blank expression, and said in a low voice: "I don't know...Mr. Ye, please explain in detail!"

Ye Chen turned to look in the direction of his parents' mausoleum in the distance, and said softly: "My father said that he didn't kill Boren, but Boren died because of him. After he passed away, he still felt guilty about it, and the so-called compassion should be referring to people like him."

Wan Pojun said with great shame: "Your father... is indeed kind and righteous... Even though I was young back then, I heard many rumors about him, and many people respected him very much..."

"Yes!" Ye Chen nodded, and said lightly: "Wan Pojun, you can be regarded as very filial, but in my eyes, you are only half a filial son, do you know why?"

Wan Pojun shook his head and said: "I would like to hear the details..."

Ye Chen said seriously: "The word filial piety, if it is only understood as avenging your parents, or caring for your parents until their death, it will be a bit one-sided, because you have neglected the more important inheritance!"

Speaking, Ye Chen said again: "China's five thousand years of history, if you have to condense it, then it is nothing more than inheritance!"

"Inheritance, if you look at it apart, it means inheritance and transmission. In the final analysis, everyone should be a link between the past and the future, instead of letting everything go to you and no successors."

"People say that to inherit the unique knowledge of the past is to pass on the philosophy and wisdom of the ancestors;"

"Ordinary people may not be able to achieve the height of learning for the sake of the saints, but at least they must learn from their teachers, and pass on the knowledge you have learned from your teachers, your parents and elders to your descendants;"

"Even if you can't even learn from a master, at least you should continue to pass on the blood that your parents passed on to you, instead of cutting off your own descendants."

Speaking of this, Ye Chen saw Wan Pojun burst into tears again, so he paused slightly and continued: "Think about it, what flows in you is not just the blood of your parents, but the blood of your parents. , the blood that has been passed down for tens of thousands of years! These bloods have survived countless wars and disasters and have continued to this day, but now, they are going to be broken on you. Your parents, will your parents forgive you?"

When Wan Pojun heard this, he couldn't help crying, he was so ashamed that he didn't even dare to look up.

Ye Chen saw his changes, and continued: "You have no heirs, if you die, what if you have these brothers?"

"When they were alive, because you were kind to them, they might come to visit the graves of you and your parents. After they die, their children have never even seen you, so they won't travel thousands of miles to pay for your family. Tomb-sweeping and paying homage."

"In this way, after a few years, your Wan family's grave will become no different from a mass grave."

"If land acquisition and development, natural disasters and man-made disasters happen again, the ashes of your family may not be restrained."

"In that case, what's the difference between being ashamed and ashes?"

When Wan Pojun heard this, he lowered his head deeply, his whole body trembled violently, and tears kept rolling down on the ground.

He also wanted to live.

However, he was afraid that Ye Chen would not let him live, nor would his brothers live. In addition, to keep his parents' dignity and peace, he could only choose to die.

However, a thought suddenly came to his mind: "Ye Chen suddenly turned the short blade in my hand into powder just now, could it be that he intends to spare my life?!"

But soon, Wan Pojun sighed in his heart again: "I'm afraid I'm thinking too much. I'm so disrespectful to Ye Chen's parents, how could he spare my life? If I were him, I would have killed myself a long time ago." It's..."

Ye Chen then continued: "Wan Pojun, you have to know that people are mortal, but they should try their best to be remembered after death in order to prove that they once existed in this world."

"Those sages and heroes are still remembered thousands of years after their death. This is the highest level of meaning for a person to live forever;"

"Even if ordinary people can't become sages and heroes, at least they can leave their names on their family trees, so that their descendants can remember them, just like my Ye family, whose genealogy has been passed down for hundreds of years, and every ancestor has their names on the genealogy , This is the proof of their existence, and as long as my Ye family prospers, their names will never be forgotten!"

Speaking of this, Ye Chen looked at Wan Pojun and said calmly: "But, if you die today, your parents' names will also be buried in the soil with you!"

"Perhaps you, as the master of the Wanlong Palace, will be remembered decades after your death, but who will remember your parents? They were thrown into the long river of history like this, and will never be remembered again." Remember, how sad?"

Wan Pojun was extremely ashamed at this moment! JrNovels.com