As soon as Yi Xiaotian arrived in Kuaiji, he changed his name again.
The reason is very simple. Pan Zhang and Zhou Tai had already called out his name to their faces before. Although he did not kill them, I am afraid that the name Lu Qinghou will soon become the name of a sinner in Jiangdong.
As for the name, the worst case scenario is to change it.
so…
"It turns out to be my little brother Zhan Cang. I'm so glad to meet you - let me rest for a while."
Yi Xiaotian made a "please" gesture, and immediately began to look at the imperial elephant.
Huang Xiang is said to be middle-aged, but he really looks a little too old. However, this kind of old appearance is definitely not born - the sharpness between his eyebrows that belongs to a scholar is still there, but his face is full of
The feeling of wind and frost is like...
After experiencing some changes, people have no choice but to become much older.
This can be seen from the person's back. Based on the age shown on his face, this person's waist would not be that straight.
As if he had rested, Huang Xiang wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeves. After pondering for a long time, he finally spoke:
"I didn't have time to say it before. Since the little brother Zhantang is a businessman, he must ask me for something, right? I, Huang Xiang, are not so slow as to be indifferent to the world. I like this inkstone very much, so I accept it shamelessly.
Well, little brother, if you have any request, just say it, if it can be done, I will definitely help you do it - that is..."
Huang Xiang felt a little scared when he saw that the other party was smiling all the time.
At such an age, but still appearing so calm and unpredictable, maybe the other party has really great background?
But Huang Xiang still had to clarify things in principle. He cleared his throat, straightened his clothes, and said to the young man in front of him named Zhantang:
"I will not do anything that is harmful to nature...nor will I do anything that is against moral integrity...if...ahem...if you really want me to do such a thing - little brother, please take back this inkstone.
Bar!"
Maybe he was really worried too much. Huang Xiang took what he said seriously. He took out the inkstone that had not been warmed from his arms behind his back and handed it out with one hand, making Yi Xiaotian dumbfounded.
"Hahahaha...Master Huangxiang, you are joking, um...at least judging from this conversation, I think the master's character is not as corrupt as those passers-by say - there must be many hidden secrets in it, right?"
"Master, you are right about one thing. I came to see you this time because I do have something to ask for, but it is definitely not something that is harmful to nature or morally corrupt as you said. Please rest assured on this point."
Huang Xiang shuddered and suddenly realized that he might have been too self-motivated, trying to figure out other people's intentions for no reason. Such behavior was indeed against his own principles.
He was also unambiguous. He first apologized to Yi Xiaotian for his rude remarks just now.
Then his words turned gentle and no longer so upright:
"If you don't mind, little brother, you can just call me "Xiu Ming". Just because he doesn't believe other people's rumors, he deserves to be my friend. How can I take advantage of him because of his age?
Cheap?"
"Okay, then according to what you said, Xiu Ming, wouldn't it be a little inappropriate for you to call me little brothers one after another?"
"Well...yes...that's it..."
"If Xiu Ming doesn't mind, just call me Zhantang. I'm going to stay in Kuaiji for a while. During this time, Lao Xiu Ming will take care of me!"
Yi Xiaotian smiled and stretched out his right hand. Huang Xiang was a little confused for a moment.
"Oh... This is the custom in my hometown. When getting to know and cooperate with others, you should shake hands to avoid having to perform that cumbersome ceremony again."
"That's it, that's it!"
Huang Xiang then smiled and stretched out his hand, nodding to Yi Xiaotian.
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But having said that, in the center of Kuaiji County, there was a mansion in the most prosperous streets of Shanyin City, so Huang Xiang could not be considered truly impoverished.
As long as he doesn't spend money so lavishly, this big house alone will be enough for him to live without worries for the rest of his life.
But he just can't control his hands - just like some people in later generations, he consumes on impulse. After consumption, there is only endless emptiness, and the oath repeated over and over again:
“Buy again and buy it by hand.”
Following Huang Xiang along the way, Yi Xiaotian also had some impressions of the streets of Shanyin City.
Just when the idea was still lingering, Huang Xiang suddenly stopped - it turned out that their end had arrived.
"It's right here. Please wait in the exhibition hall while I knock on the door."
Huang Xiang said this, walking slowly to the door with small steps, pulling up the door knocker and patting the door gently.
The iron door made a dull sound, and from the outside, it didn't look like there were many people living inside the mansion.
"Huh? Could it be his wife?"
Just when Yi Xiaotian was so confused, the door slowly opened.
"Well, it turns out that the master is back. Hey... look at the dust all over your body. I'm afraid you've been bullied again. I told you to follow the master when he went out. I've seen a dozen of those unscrupulous guys.
one."
The person who opened the door was a young man younger than Yi Xiaotian.
Judging from his appearance alone, the other party does not seem to be strong. He is about the same height as Yi Xiaotian. He holds a piece of mugwort in his mouth and has a sultry expression. Well, if he wants to describe it, Yi Xiaotian can only describe it.
Use the word "little gangster" to describe his first feeling.
Huang Xiang’s family has a little gangster? Or...is this his son?
The "little bastard" scratched his head helplessly and listened to Huang Xiang's explanation:
"No, no, I fell on my own today. It's true..."
"Hey, sir, that person standing far away... is your acquaintance?"
Huang Xiang was still explaining, but at this moment, the "little gangster"'s eyes suddenly became sharp, and he stretched his hand behind the door, groping for something.
Yi Xiaotian raised his eyebrows because he suddenly felt something bad.
But...being well-informed made Yi Xiaotian not react much to this kind of scene. At this time, calmness is often the best choice.
But the next moment, Yi Xiaotian felt that things were developing in an unpleasant direction.
I saw the little gangster suddenly took out a long stick from behind the door. The stick was slender and almost ten feet high. Without saying a word, the "little gangster" walked out of the door with the long stick and pointed at Yi Xiaotian's hand.
Head said without any politeness:
"Where did you come from? Are you a blind person who wants to bully my master? I'll give you a few moments to breathe now. If you don't leave...hum, the stick in my hand doesn't have a sharp eye anymore!"
"Beichen! Don't mess around! This is my friend! You... put down the stick quickly!"
"Ah? Friend?"
The "little gangster" was suddenly dumbfounded, which made Yi Xiaotian look a little funny, because judging from the other party's expression, it seemed that he didn't believe that Huang Xiang could make friends. Such a servant was still so loyal.
