In front of the South Station of Kyoto Railway Station, an anxious old man was wandering back and forth, behind him stood several men wearing sunglasses and formal suits, and a black luxury Bentley and several high-end Volkswagen were parked next to them. Steward Ann was depressed, quite depressed. Butler Ann is the chief butler of the Lee family in Kyoto.

In the Kyoto of the Celestial Empire, the Kyoto Li family is not a top-notch family, but due to its long history, it can barely rank as a second-rate family. It is also strange to say that the Li family in Kyoto has gone through hundreds of years of ups and downs, and many of the top families in the same period who were once prominent and have infinite scenery have long disappeared in the long river of history with the changes of history, but the Li family, who usually only promises and speaks loudly in Kyoto, is afraid that no one will pay attention to it, but it has survived tenaciously, and it is still alive and well.

What's even more strange is that Kyoto's top families also seem to acquiesce to this low-key existence, neither making friends nor provoking, it seems that the Li family is a dispensable small character. Only once, a disciple of a top family got drunk and got into a big fight in a Li family's clubhouse, and threatened to burn down the shop. With the power of this son-in-law, almost everyone thought that the Li family would probably be in danger of escaping this time.

The scene of the drama surname happened! The son-in-law was ordered by his old man to go to the door in person to apologize, otherwise he would be expelled from the house. Afterwards, although this top family claimed that the old man was quite annoyed by the misdeeds of his juniors, he vowed to rectify the family. But some old men from top families who are very familiar with the old man's unreasonable and short-term surname are not impressed. Under the questioning of his friends, the old man finally reluctantly popped out: "That is the thousand-year-old Wang Ba, the water is very deep!" After that, no matter how the old man asked, the old man never revealed the slightest bit of the inside story.

The sentence "thousand-year-old Wang Ba" suddenly woke up some old men. But the families that couldn't see anything special about the Li family of the second-rate family had to strictly order the disciples in the family not to conflict with the Li family at will, and to make friends as much as they could. Can't I hide if I can't be provoked? This is the mentality of some old men.

Steward An has been staying in the Li family for forty or fifty years. He settled in the Li family and was a slave for generations. Although the times have changed now, Steward An still follows the contract made by his ancestors, and silently contributes most of his life to the prosperity of the Li family. Now that he is more than sixty years old, more than forty or fifty years have witnessed the generational change of the Li family, and even the contemporary head of the family, Li Chengyin, has grown up under his watch.

Therefore, although he is only a housekeeper in the Li family, he has never been seen by outsiders. The contemporary head of the family, Li Chengyin, treated him like an uncle and nephew. It's just that the duty steward An never dares to forget the rules of respect and humility, and neglects half a point. Even the head of the family respected him so much, let alone the juniors of the Li family.

Steward Ann was very anxious, just because of a phone call from the head of the house yesterday. Li Chengyin, who was busy with business abroad, called him in the middle of the night, asking him to go to the South Railway Station tomorrow morning to receive a distinguished guest, and to meet all the needs of the guest before he rushed back. This was originally a very simple matter, after all, I have been working as a housekeeper for decades, and arranging this little thing can be said to be easy.

But what made Steward An crazy was that the head of the house didn't know the specific Anda time of the "honorable" guest, and he didn't know what he looked like. I just knew that it was a young man who was going to take a train from Wuhan in the hub province to Kyoto tomorrow, and his name - "Mo Yan". There are strange things every year, but this year there are a lot of them. Since Master Li is going to receive a "honorable" guest, but he doesn't know anything about the guest's information, this is really a strange story.

Li Chengyin, who was far away on the other side of the ocean, couldn't help but shout loudly: "Can I be blamed for this? It's not the old man who hung up on me without finishing a sentence. Isn't it just that he secretly drank a little "Hundred Flowers Brew" back then, as for being so stingy? ”

Despite the incomprehension, Steward An did not dare to slack off. At eight o'clock in the morning, I waited in front of the South Railway Station with my bodyguards early. However, it is now 5 o'clock in the afternoon, and in half an hour it will be the arrival time of the last train from Wuhan, Hub Province to Kyoto today. If you don't receive any more guests, I'm afraid the lord may be furious when he comes back.

The two of them have rotated several times among the bodyguards. Waiting in disappointment again and again, Steward An seemed a little anxious.

"Passengers, please note, passengers, please note that the K54987 train from Wuhan to Dalian is about to arrive, and the K54987 train from Wuhan to Dalian is about to arrive at the station, please transfer to the K54987 train, please go to the No. 7 ticket window to check in and get on the train! Go to the ticket gate No. 7 and get on the bus! "An announcement of the arrival of the train sounded at the station.

When Steward An heard this, he couldn't help but perk up. K54987 is the last train from Wuhan to Kyoto, and it will be his last hope.

More than ten hours of travel stuffy in a large can, naturally very uncomfortable. Mo Yan stretched out his arms and inhaled the somewhat dry air from Kyoto.

The three old men told him to go down the mountain and take a trip to Kyoto. On the one hand, he is also at the age of going to college, so let him make more friends in college, learn a little about the world, and increase his life experience; On the other hand, Kyoto was also the place where Xianyun Lao Dao took him in at that time, and a walk in Kyoto may be able to find some clues about his background.

"These old men!" Mo Yan knew that several old men had never given up helping him solve the mystery of his life experience.

It's just that when the old man Xianyun met Mo Yan at that time, Mo Yan was already in a chaotic state, and it was impossible to have memories of the past. After Mo Yan recovered from his injury, his lost memory did not recover. The only clue left for Mo Yan was the dragon-shaped jade pendant engraved with the word "Mo". But if you want to rely on the jade pendant to find Mo Yan's parents in the vast sea of people, this is undoubtedly a needle in the bottom of the sea, and it is difficult to reach the sky.

The envelope only told him to go down the mountain to Kyoto to be a good student, and then find them a few more apprentices. They had already arranged it, and when they arrived in the capital, someone would naturally pick him up, and then they didn't mention half a word. Looking at this, you know that it is the handwriting of the old naughty boy Xianyun.

"Dead old man, let's make it clear who will pick me up!" Mo Yan looked at the crowded station, felt helpless for a while, and couldn't help but curse in his heart. I knew that I had agreed to Xiao Qingyun's invitation just now. Looking at the exit passage crowded like canned sand fish, Mo Yan felt powerless for the first time. Xiao Qingyun had already left from the VIP channel.

Finally squeezed out of the exit, Mo Yan felt a sense of relief. Immediately saw the wide waiting square, Mo Yan touched his nose, "Damn, the pressure is great!" I saw that thousands of square meters of waiting squares were full of people coming and going, and all kinds of signs were held everywhere.

Mo Yan was helpless, so he only picked up his luggage and went to find the people who received him one by one. Because he saw a lot of "Mo Yan" signs.

"Are you waiting for Mo Yan?"

"Yes, but I'm afraid that Mo Yan is an old man of sixty or seventy years old!" A middle-aged man dressed in ordinary clothes was speechless.

"Are you waiting for Mo Yan?

"Fuck off, boy! I'm waiting for our boss Mo Yan, you stay there coolly! A big man with a sturdy figure waved his hand, like a fly sweeping away Mo Yan who came forward to inquire.

"Are you waiting for Mo Yan?"

"Yes! However, my second aunt said that the person who introduced me seems to have heard that he is also thirty years old, how do you think he is not thirty years old? No matter, why don't you just go back with me? Anyway, who to marry is not to marry. A middle-aged woman who looked like a flower teased Mo Yan.

Mo Yan was so frightened that he hurriedly ran away with his luggage.

Mo Yan, just like this, greeted and asked the people holding the "Mo Yan" card one by one. Of course, he also saw Steward An's convoy, but he thought that the three old men were usually dressed in shabby clothes, and they didn't look like they knew such a wealthy family. So I didn't come forward to ask, but turned my attention to some people who looked more ordinary.

Butler An is also very entangled, the train has been at the station for so long, why haven't the lord's guests come out yet? Although a few middle-aged people who were dressed very successfully came up to ask if they were here to pick up "Mo Yan", this probably didn't match the "young man" in the old man's mouth, and after chatting a few words, both sides suddenly realized that they had found the wrong person, which was very embarrassing. "Oh my God, stop playing with my old bones, just let him show up!" The always steady housekeeper couldn't help but pray to the heavens.

As the West Mountain fell, the crowd in the square was about to disperse. I'm afraid the old man is going to be furious this time. Butler An, who had been busy all day, was about to carry his tired body back home. A teenager dressed in shabby clothes and with a pair of "liberation" shoes on his feet walked over. Steward An also knew that this young man had also been looking for someone to pick up "Mo Yan" in the square for a long time, but with the temperament of this young man, he was wooden and wooden, and his clothes were so old-fashioned and shabby, and he was probably 108,000 miles different from the "noble young man" in the old man's mouth. Therefore, Steward An directly ignored him.

"Old man, if there is no one else, I'm afraid you're looking for that 'Mo Yan'", the young man touched his nose a little embarrassed and said.

"What? You are? You're not kidding, are you? Steward An looked at Mo Yan a little strangely.

"I think so! My old man said that someone would pick me up when I arrived in Kyoto, but he didn't tell me who it was, and I didn't ask you after looking for a long time. Mo Yan pointed to the crowd that was dispersed a little helplessly and said.

"......" Steward An was speechless. Isn't this the same as the old man?

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