Chapter Eighty-Four: The So-Called Identity

Murong Hong held Mei Yixuan's arm, didn't let her kneel, and said with a friendly smile: "Brother Sang doesn't have to be polite, they will be friends with each other in the future, I suggest that each other be commensurate with each other, where is the reason to let my brother kneel?"

"Yes, yes, my cousin is right, Brother Sang, I have made up your friend, what is my mother-in-law doing? Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info" Tong Ruifeng said with a big grin.

"However, His Royal Highness is the prince, isn't it good for the grass people to be like this? ”

Mei Yixuan naturally didn't want to kneel, hesitating to maintain her original posture, wanting to insist on kneeling. She didn't want to be reminded that one day he didn't kneel, and he was angry. Moreover, is it really good to be commensurate with the prince's brothers?

Murong Hong insisted: "Brother Sang don't have to worry too much, this son is not a person with a small belly, peace of mind." If you feel pressured to be called, you can do whatever you want. As he spoke, he helped Mei Yixuan up with a force in his hand.

How did he know what he was thinking? Mei Yixuan stood up, but he was surprised in his heart.

It seems that this Murong Hong should not be underestimated, not to mention the kung fu that he conceals, it is not easy for ordinary people to guess his own thoughts, how can he know what he cares about?

Mei Yixuan clenched his fists and changed his words with kindness: "The junior brother thanked Brother Murong, and the junior brother would be respectful and obedient." ”

Zhou Bochen smiled and said, "Sang Gongzi, let's sign the contract, right?"

Mei Yixuan waved his hand and said, "Wait a minute, don't worry・・・・・・"

Zhou Bochen's heart sank, thinking that Mei Yixuan had changed his mind, and when he wanted to say something, he saw Murong Hong and Tong Ruifeng's calm looks, so he didn't speak.

Mei Yixuan bowed to the three of them and said, "Brother Murong asked the junior brother just now, but the junior brother didn't tell him directly, which is really rude. Now that everyone is a brother, the younger brother naturally can't deceive his brother anymore, but Sang's family background is low, so he is afraid of ・・・・・・"

Murong Hong shook his head with a smile and said, "Wrong, friends are important in friendship, rich and poor, family background is not the standard for measuring a friend." β€œ

Tong Ruifeng also helped: "That's it, Brother Sang said that it is, no matter what your background is, we will treat you as always, and we will never look down on you, you can rest assured." β€œ

Mei Yixuan sighed secretly, although she knew that Murong Hong wanted to entrap herself because of Cistanche, but she also saw the sincerity of the other party, so she had to tell them the identity that her uncle set for her.

Yes, Tong Zhuoxin's new identity for Mei Yixuan is the youngest descendant of the Sang family, a medical family in Lingnan Province, named Sang Xiaoran.

The Sang family has been operating in Lingnan Road for hundreds of years, and their ancestors were the first bell doctors, that is, they visited Langzhong. Later, he was taught by a hermit doctor, learned a few medical skills, and opened the first medical hall, and the Sang family began to become known and gradually became famous.

Up to now, his grandfather Sang Shengyuan's generation is already the third generation, and dozens of medical centers have been opened in Lingnan Road, and there is a tendency to gradually extend to the north.

Sang Shengyuan has two sons, the eldest son is Sang Xiaoran's father Sang Qingbo, and the second son is of course Sang Xiaoran's uncle Sang Wenbo. Sang Xiaoran is the fifth in the family and the youngest child. But because he was weak since he was a child, he was sent by the elders of the family to a secret Taoist temple in the mountains to raise his body and worship a master to learn art. More than ten years have passed, and Sang Xiaoran is about to return from school, but he lost his life because of a cold, which made the elders at home looking forward to returning heartbroken, and Tong Zhuoxin helped to do the future.

Why is Tong Zhuoxin so familiar with the Sang family? It turns out that Sang Yuting, the youngest daughter of the old lady of the Sang family, is married to him, and he is equivalent to Sang Xiaoran's brother-in-law. The Sang family lamented the fate of their young son and grandson, and froze Sang Xiaoran's body in the cold pool, and only a few people in the family knew that he had passed away in the year of dancing spoons.

When Mei Yixuan said that he wanted to hide his identity and go to the street as a man, Tong Zhuoxin immediately remembered the nephew of the Yue family, and it was well documented when he was goofing, plus he said hello to the Yue family after he went back, and his niece could walk around outside in another identity.

Tong Zhuoxin didn't let Mei Yixuan use this identity from the beginning, he came up with this idea when he saw Mei Yixuan's demeanor after applying the potion, which was really too similar to Sang Xiaoran.

In fact, he has selfish intentions in his heart.

He knew too well the Sang family's feelings for this little grandson, and he couldn't accept this blow at all, and the Sang family would definitely be very happy to see their grandson resurrected, knowing that it was fake. If the niece can be involved with the Sang family, she will also have a backer. Of course, he also wants to gamble, and with his own relationship in it, the Sang family will not be annoyed even if he knows the truth.

Mei Yixuan was actually not very confident in the face of Murong Hong, and he still lied to him in the end. However, his true identity must not be told to them at this time, and he can only wait until the time is ripe in the future.

After Mei Yixuan finished speaking, Tong Ruifeng and Zhou Bochen didn't say anything, but Murong Hong glanced at Mei Yixuan thoughtfully and said, "Sign the contract." β€œ

Mei Yixuan didn't care, whatever he did, anyway, as long as the money was in hand. His identity is well documented, even if he doesn't believe it, it will take at least more than a month to go to Lingnan Road to find out, and his uncle has already gone back at that time, and he is not afraid to investigate.

The contract was signed quickly, in duplicate, Mei Yixuan and Zhou Bochen signed on behalf of the supplier and the medical center, and the middleman Tong Ruifeng also signed.

Mei Yixuan looked at the time and said, "Two brothers, the younger brother still has something to do, so I'll leave." β€œ

Tong Ruifeng couldn't help asking: "What else is there to do with the younger brother?" There are still a few people who can be used here, if necessary, I will give you an order to ensure that the completion of the work for you is complete." β€œ

Mei Yixuan smiled and shook his head: "Thank you, Brother Tong, if the younger brother wants to buy some gifts for the elders in the family, he won't bother Brother Tong." β€œ

Zhou Bochen asked, "Is Mr. Sang going back?"

In other words, when are you going to bring Da Yun over again?

Mei Yixuan smiled and gave him a reassurance: "Don't worry, I still have some things to do in Kyoto, and I won't go back until a few days." As for the next batch of goods, it will have to wait for two months before they can be available, Uncle Zhou should not worry, rest assured, the supply will definitely be available, and it will be supplied one after another, and it will not smash the signboard of the Rejuvenation Hall. β€œ

Zhou Bochen smiled embarrassedly, it's not his villain's heart, it's really that this big Yun has too much to do with it!

Who can bear the sin of deceit? It's not really enough to live.

Mei Yixuan looked at the three of them and said, "The two elder brothers, Uncle Zhou, and the younger brother have taken their leave." β€œ

With that, he turned around and walked outside. As soon as I walked a few steps, I heard a faint voice from behind: "Let's go!"

Listening to Murong Hong's magnetic mellow voice, for some reason, Mei Yixuan felt a little weak in his heart, waved his hand, and walked down the stairs without heading. (To be continued.) )