On the first day of the Lunar New Year, the sky opened its eyes, the gloomy sky finally cleared, and the long-lost morning sun burst out, and the golden light shrouded the earth, bringing a trace of warmth to Chengdu during the Spring Festival.

At about nine o'clock in the morning, outside the Qingyang Palace, there is already a sea of people, the noise is boiling, in the direction of the wharf and the West City Gate, there are still countless people who come with their families and mouths with joy, raise their eyes to see, several directions stretch for miles of carriages, sedan chairs, slowly move in the flow of people, all gather towards the Qingyang Palace, the neighing of horses, the sound of calling, laughter, and the noise come and go, just like the downtown in general.

All the places outside the main hall of Qingyang Palace are occupied by the crowd, the trendy diorama, the local small stage, all kinds of juggling teams, it is a sea of people, the audience is like a cloud, the hawkers who carry snacks and sugar cakes to shout vigorously, shuttle back and forth, the sound of gongs and drums, the sound of cymbals, and the sound of selling have long been overwhelmed by the dojo ritual music in the Qingyang Palace, although there are people everywhere and chaotic, but everywhere is filled with the festival atmosphere of the same celebration.

The tea shed at the entrance of the mountain gate outside the Qingyang Palace was full of people, all of whom were waiting for the ancient Taoist temple that could not enter the ancient Taoist temple for a while.

Unlike all people who are either anxious or talking and laughing, the little teapot sits on a small bamboo stool, leaning on the pillar of the tea shed and sleepy, seeing that Lu's mother, Sister Yi, and a group of girls are still chattering and talking with interest, the little teapot simply drooped her head and closed her eyes, and after a while, she fell asleep in the hustle and bustle of the city.

Originally wanted to sleep back to the small teapot to replenish the spirit, just lay down soon after being forced up from the bed by Sister Yi, although he was very reluctant to join in the fun, but he couldn't bear to refuse the request of his sister who was in a good mood, and finally followed, along the way he carried a heavy basket full of incense and candles, purely the life of the little maid, so he had no interest in traveling at all, and wanted to sleep well when he got the opportunity.

Three gorgeous double sedan chairs, finally squeezed out of a road, to the outside of the tea shed, in the face of the crowd of people can not walk, the crowded worshippers in front of them want to make way can no way, as a last resort, the three sedan chairs had to sway out of the crowd, stop in the forest behind the tea shed.

A gentleman in his fifties wearing a dark satin robe was the first to get out of the sedan chair, looking at the crowded crowd from afar, and was very helpless, so he had to order his subordinates to help his family down, and temporarily go into the tea shed to find a place to drink tea and wait.

As soon as the old gentleman appeared, the sharp-eyed Mother Lu had already seen it, and hurriedly greeted her and said a good blessing, her mouth was full of beautiful compliments and good wishes for money, and her old face was covered with fat powder, smiling like rotten flowers.

The old gentleman was quite personable, and he did not have the slightest scruples and displeasure because of Lu's mother's identity as the old bustard of the Academy, so he generously replied, turned sideways and helped the lady and two granddaughters who came to his side, raised his head and looked around, as if he wanted to find a position.

Mother Lu, who has been an old bustard for more than ten years, has such a vision that she immediately ordered the little girls who came with her to give up a small table and respectfully invite the old gentry's family to sit down.

The old gentleman nodded with satisfaction, and without even saying "thank you", he led his family to sit down with a big smile, and the little maid who followed immediately brought his own fragrant tea and all kinds of exquisite snacks.

The unexpected meeting of the two groups of people had nothing to do with the napping teapot, and the sound of conversation did not affect the little teapot's good dreams in the slightest, and it didn't take long for the little teapot in the confusion to suddenly feel a tingling pain in his arm, so painful that he almost sat on the ground, causing laughter around him.

The annoyed little teapot opened his worried eyes and saw that it was Sister Yi pinching him, and the dirty words that he was about to scold could only be swallowed back, and obediently followed Sister Yi to the front of the old gentleman to salute.

"Master Zhang, this is my brother who is not a weapon, you have seen the old man before, you are a highly respected, well-known person, rich and rich in five cars to reach the world, so today I want to beg you to marry my brother a name, after the New Year, I have to register for him, otherwise it will be difficult to take a step in the future."

Sister Yi lowered her head, sincerely requested, and after speaking, she bent sideways and gave a big gift, and Mother Lu on the side also echoed this, praising Master Zhang's erudition and generosity.

Master Zhang was held for his stinky feet, and he was in a good mood for a while, brushing his long black and shiny beard, raising his head and looking at the little teapot with a sad face, and couldn't help but smile even happier: "Little teapot, what's wrong?" Are you not happy to see the old man? ”

"Where, I'm afraid of affecting Master Zhang's Yaxing. I wish the lord good health and happiness of the family! ”

The little teapot hurriedly stirred, thinking to herself, when did I know you? It is conceivable that the minimum etiquette is still required, and it is still a festive day like the first day of the new year.

Master Zhang twisted his beard and laughed, and a group of people on the side laughed, thinking that the little teapot scholar was a talented man who raised the old man's crepe, which was purely different, but this auspicious word sounded quite comfortable.

After laughing, Master Zhang looked at the small teapot and nodded frequently:

"I haven't seen each other for more than two months, but you have grown a lot, you are a head taller than before, the whole person looks much stronger, and your face is also good-looking! Since Mother Lu and your sister intercede for you, and I am your old buddy of the shopkeeper Deng of Liufangzhai, you have served me in Liufangzhai for the past two years, and today I will be merciful and give you a large size...... By the way, I remember that you were an orphan, do you remember your ancestor's last name? ”

Seeing that Sister Yi was about to speak, the little teapot hurriedly took half a step forward and replied first: "Back to Master Zhang's words, the surname is Xiao on the lower ancestor, and Xiao is the grass word." ”

Sister Yi looked at the small teapot in surprise: "Why have I never heard you say that your ancestor's surname is Xiao?" ”

"Hey...... This, it seems that you didn't ask me, I almost forgot about it. ”

The little teapot lowered her head apologetically, feeling extremely complicated. That's right, his name was Xiao Yiming before, and it was pure God's trick to get to this point today, and he had to keep his surname no matter what.

The people around who were surprised were the first time they heard that the little teapot was surnamed Xiao, and they couldn't help but chatter and make fun of it in a low voice.

Sister Yi's face was full of doubts, and she repeatedly recalled whether she had asked the name of the little teapot, as if she had asked it in her memory, but she didn't seem to have asked, and she couldn't remember it for a while.

Master Zhang didn't think there was anything wrong, coughed lightly, and waited for everyone to calm down, before he shook his head and said a lot with a kind smile:

"Erya" annotation has clouds, Xiao is Song, and Yun, Xiao Fu Ai Rong, which means that everything is compromised, and then to the realm of flying Huang Tengda, your surname is good, the most famous person in your Xiao family is Xiao Hou of the Han Dynasty, that is, the sage in the often said 'Cheng Ye Xiao He defeated Xiao He'......

"That's it, I see that you are good-looking, you are more clever, and you are a good offspring, and what is even more satisfying to me is that you make good tea, so I will give you a slightly more elegant name today, just call it Xiao Yiming!" Yi, is the overflow of the word water, tea, is the tea of the grass word, connected together means, such as light and thick, moderate and peaceful tea, flowing for a hundred years! How's that, satisfied? ”

"Satisfied! Satisfied! Why don't you thank Master Zhang for the name? ”

Sister Yi replied on her behalf, grabbed the stunned teapot, and whispered to him to kneel down and thank him.

The little teapot didn't expect such a coincidence in the world, and looked at the smiling Master Zhang blankly, almost forgetting the due etiquette, and was pressed and kowtowed by Sister Yi in a daze, and when he raised his head, he found that Master Zhang had stood up, waved his hand in a chic manner, and left with his family.

Mother Lu hurriedly took people and respectfully sent them all the way to the sedan chair.

Sister Yi took the hand of the small teapot and was overjoyed:

"It's good now, you don't need to call 'little teapot' or 'little teapot' anymore, you finally have your own honorific name, and you don't have to be afraid of other people's jokes when you walk outside in the future."

The little teapot always felt that there was something wrong with Master Zhang's smile just now, with some teasing, thinking about it, but still didn't understand what was wrong, so he had to nod and echo Sister Yi, who put down a matter of concern and was in a particularly comfortable mood:

"This name sounds pretty good, Xiao Yiming, Xiao Yiming, the pronunciation is a coincidence...... It's just that how to understand this 'overflow'? Tea ......"

"What are you thinking? Didn't Master Zhang explain just now? It's a tasteful name, what's so bad? Are you more clever than the old man? Thank goodness you, really, pretending to be knowledgeable, and you're angry......"

Sister Yi pinched the small teapot unhappily.

The little teapot was pinched and his whole body trembled, and suddenly the Lingtai was clear, and he suddenly realized, and then gritted his teeth and scolded viciously: "Zhang Juren of the turtle son, Lao Tzu now knows why he laughed so badly just now...... Sister, do you know what bad intentions he has? Do you know what the name means? ”

Sister Yi couldn't help but be confused when she saw the little teapot reacting so strongly: "What kind of bad intentions?" Implied meaning? Didn't Master Zhang say it just now? It's what it means to be famous for a hundred years, I think it's good! ”

"What a hammer!"

The little teapot was resentful, stared at the sedan chair that had just left, and said through gritted teeth: "This old guy has bad intentions, not only does he turn around and make fun of people, but I also kowtow to him to thank him...... No, we have to change the name back! ”

"Shut up!"

Sister Yi punched the small teapot: "Kindness is regarded as a donkey's liver and lungs, and you can't be a man without conscience......"

The little teapot grabbed Sister Yi's hand and hurriedly told Sister Yi her understanding:

"Sister, you don't know, this name looks quite elegant on the surface, but as long as you think about it carefully, you can figure out the sinister intentions in it! Let me explain to you: the word 'overflow' is the meaning of the water overflowing, and the word 'tea' in the back, I remember the meaning of tea leaves, you connect the two words to understand, isn't it the tea overflowing in the teapot? The old guy obviously laughed at me in a roundabout way, saying that I would be a little teapot for the rest of my life! He curses people on the first day of the new year, and now you know who has no conscience......"

Sister Yi was stunned, and opened her mouth for a long time before she said, "Won't it?" How to say that Master Zhang is also a scholar with status and status, the master of Guangxu in the early years, and the Zhang family is a century-old scholarly family, with a big family and a big business, famous far and wide! Is it wrong for you? ”

"What's wrong!"

The little teapot complained aggrievedly, and then sat down weakly and gasped: "No, I have to change the name, I must change it!" It's not over."

"Shut up! I said are you finished? A manly husband, how can he be as careful as his mother-in-law? People named you because they can afford you, you are good, you don't know how to lift, and you still want to find fault, I really don't know how you have read your books in the past two months. Listen to me, don't let you say 'no' again, or I won't spare you......"

Sister Yi saw Lu's mother send people back, so she quickly closed her mouth, squeezed out a smile, and stepped forward to help Lu's mother sit down. Mother Lu looked at the bulging little teapot: "Little teapot, why are you not happy when it has a name?" Oh yes! Looks like we want us to call you tuba instead, right? ”

The little teapot hurriedly made a stop gesture: "Don't! Mother Lu, you still call me a little teapot, it sounds kind. ”

Everyone was very surprised when they heard it, others got the name that the master helped to make, who was not excited, a thousand thanks? Only the little teapot in front of him looked listless, and there was no joy on his face.

Mother Lu is an old man who has read countless people after all, and after a short period of shock, her smile bloomed:

"Phew! Our little teapot is really nostalgic, with the name given by the master, and still don't forget the original, it's really rare! You remember, Master Zhang is our Baicuilou and your old patron of Liufangzhai, the family is big, generous, not only sitting on 10,000 acres of fertile land, last year also with the help of the British, opened the largest ash factory in Chengdu, it is not an exaggeration to say that he said to enter the gold, you can serve carefully in the future, with his love for you to choose a name, your benefits are indispensable. ”

"Master Zhang is erudite and talented, and he is old...... Scheming, I'm a little teahouse junior, do you dare to serve him well? ”

The little teapot shook his head and smiled bitterly, suddenly remembered something, raised his head, and asked Lu's mother in a low voice: "Mother Lu, I seem to have heard you say just now, Master Zhang's family opened an ash factory, is it the famous Longtan ash factory in the eastern suburbs?" ”

"That's right, I didn't expect your turtle son to be quite well-informed! There are fewer people, let's go, and if you don't go to noon, you won't be able to enter the main hall to worship. ”

Mother Lu got up to greet everyone and hurried to Qingyang Palace.

The little teapot followed behind with a heavy basket on his back, secretly screaming in his heart, wondering how to change the name back, otherwise it would be a lot of jokes for people to talk about it in the future.