After Yan Yu came back from school, he lay at home for a day, watched TV for a while with nothing to do, listened to music for a while, and then picked up the book and flipped through it and threw it aside, and finally fell asleep on the bed in a daze, in short, he was bored and wanted to pass the day.

"You're back, how did you explain what you did, have the invitations been sent?" Yan Yu was opposite a middle-aged man, sitting on the top of the hall, and said to Yan Yu in a happy and slightly excited tone: "Xiaohu, the young master is about to get married, you don't have to accompany the young master after getting married, when the time comes, I will give you a deed of sale, and return your free body, for so many years, the master I have seen it, you have paid so much for the young master, there will always be some return." ”

Yan Yu was inexplicable, but he also knew that it was in his dream, but he couldn't control it, and could only watch the development of the plot like watching a movie.

"Thank you, master, Xiaohu has been with the young master for so many years as a scholar, and it is quite a quiet period of time, after the young master gets married, I should leave, and I have to find a quiet place again. Xia Xiaohu said calmly, there was no sincerity and fear that a scholar should have when he treated his master.

"Xiaohu, when you took the initiative to sell yourself to the mansion and asked to be a scholar for the young master, I knew that you were extraordinary, but if you didn't say it, we couldn't tell it clearly. The old man smiled slightly: "Just ten years have passed, and the young master has grown up, and he has reached the age of marriage, but you can't see any changes." ”

"Huh. Xia Xiaohu laughed lightly and responded to the master: "The master is too worried, I just have a relationship with the young master, and I have been a master and servant for ten years." ”

The old man was surprised: "Then can Mr. now tell me the origin of the relationship of the past ten years?"

The old man is also a very shrewd person, after knowing Xia Xiaohu's extraordinary, he immediately changed his name, no longer speaking to him with the posture of a superior person, but directly calling him Mr.

Although Xia Xiaohu looks as old as his son is now, in the past ten years, the master has seen it in his eyes, and Xia Xiaohu's words and deeds are not a little immature at his age.

But Xia Xiaohu didn't say it, and the master was embarrassed to poke it, but intentionally or unintentionally paid attention to this scholar whose origin was a little mysterious and took the initiative to come to the door.

Over time, the old man found that in addition to being more skilled in handling things, this scholar was not much different from other scholars, and he gradually became less wary of him.

"The master is serious, how dare Xiaohu call Mr. in front of the master, I am also a little scholar, and I am living in your house in a daze. Seeing the change in the master's name for himself, Xia Xiaohu did not respond to the master's words without any surprise.

"Sir is polite, Xia is still self-aware. By the way, the name Xia Xiaohu was obtained for you according to the rules of the mansion, and now I will burn the deed of sale, so don't use such a vulgar name, is it okay?"

"These are all trivial matters, the young master is about to get married, and there are still many things to deal with in the house, so I won't bother the master here, Xiaohu will retreat. ”

After finishing speaking, Xia Xiaohu didn't bother with the old man's politeness and retention, put his hands behind his back, and then turned around and walked outside the house.

This backhand, as soon as he turned around, the demeanor of a generation of grandmasters was naturally revealed, although he was dressed in scholarly clothes, but the elegance and chic that flowed from him were unparalleled, making people want to get close but could only look at it from afar.

Master Xia saw that Xia Xiaohu had already expressed his attitude, and he didn't want to say anything more, so he had to watch his back and leave, and then bowed deeply in the direction he left.

In the past ten years, the Xia family has changed from decline to prosperity, winning the reputation of the city, making the princes and nobles take the initiative to marry their young lady to the son of his Xia family.

But knowing a son is not as good as a father, Master Xia knows very well how many catties and taels his own biological son has, all these years Master Xia has seen it in his eyes, if there is no Xia Xiaohu, his Xia family is now just a forgotten dilapidated family in this city, which is also the main reason why Master Xia no longer has any wariness of Xia Xiaohu later.

And the deep bow to him is also from the bottom of his heart, although he still doesn't know why Xia Xiaohu appeared, he can only clearly feel that he is leaving in the near future, and if he wants to leave, no one can keep him.

After Xia Xiaohu walked out of the Xia Mansion, he drank alone in a small wine shop in the city for half a day, silent for a long time.

In the evening, with the slight rain falling in the sky, Xia Xiaohu got up and walked slowly towards Xia Mansion, letting the light rain drift on his body and wet his clothes and hair.

"Childe, Xiaohu has come to say goodbye to you. In the backyard of Xia Mansion, Xia Gongzi and Xia Xiaohu sat opposite each other in the guest pavilion.

"Sir, I've heard my father say that you're leaving, do you have to leave?" said to Xia Xiaohu very respectfully, and then raised his glass to Xia Xiaohu.

"Childe, the friendship between you and me for ten years has ended, and it's time to separate, so it's good for you and me. Xia Xiaohu replied to Xia Gongzi and drank all the wine in the cup, no longer having the liveliness and simplicity of the little scholar in the past.

"Then I won't force Mr. to stay, but can I know the reason why Mr. has helped me for so many years?" said to Xia Xiaohu with a lost tone.

For so many years, the little scholar who has been around him and behind him, the little scholar who always gives advice to himself intentionally or unintentionally, and the little scholar who always leads himself back to the right path when he makes a mistake, is about to leave him, Xia Gongzi thinks of this, and he is inevitably embarrassed and lost.

However, it is not very convincing to say that the gentleman has no reason to help himself, and if the gentleman has any plans, at least for the time being, there is nothing worthy of the gentleman, and with the wisdom and virtue of the gentleman, he is afraid that he will not look down on the world.

Besides, ten years, a whole ten years, I have experienced the washing of years, and I have become angular and mature.

But Mr. didn't change at all, just like the first meeting, which made Xia Gongzi's curiosity greatly increased, so he said to Xia Xiaohu: "If Mr. has anything inconvenient to say, the student won't ask much." ”

"Childe is too worried, there is nothing to say to others, it's just fate. Xia Xiaohu smiled slightly, and responded to Childe: "Has Childe ever been satisfied with the county lord?"

"The county lord is noble, and the students don't dare to talk about it. Xia Gongzi said more and more respectfully to Xia Xiaohu.

"The son is modest, no matter how high the county lord is, in the future, it will be nothing more than the son marrying a wife, there is no need to do this. Just like you and me, there will be a fate to see you again in the future, or fate will end here, and there is no need to dwell too much on the past. After Xia Xiaohu finished speaking, he looked at the rain outside the pavilion and ignored Xia Gongzi thinking there.

"The past is a poem, and I don't know it. After Xia Xiaohu read out two lines of poetry, he suddenly raised his feet and walked towards the rain, then raised his hand and said to Xia Gongzi, who was about to follow: "Son, please stay, you and I will say goodbye." ”

Xia Gongzi looked at Xia Xiaohu in the rain blankly, and unconsciously Xia Xiaohu had disappeared from his sight, the breeze was blowing in his face, with a hint of coolness, Xia Gongzi was still confused and stopped to look into the distance.

I don't know when it gets dark, Yan Yu woke up slowly, pushed open the window, and looked at the city lights outside the window. Yan Yu decided to go out for a walk, but he looked out the window for a while, as if something had appeared in a dream, but nothing was left.

Swinging his head, no longer thinking about those who have or don't, Yan Yu opened the umbrella and walked out the door, the breeze blew in his face, bringing a little raindrops, night rain, slightly cool.