readx; The next morning, the coachman was afraid that Zhou Xiaofei's lazy bed would affect the trip, so he knocked on the door early. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

But Zhou Xiaofei got up early in high spirits, and he had already finished washing. When I opened the door, I saw that the coachman's clothes had been completely renewed, and after a change of silk and satin, the coachman at this time looked like a housekeeper of a rich family, but he still carried a huge bamboo bookcase on his back, which felt strange.

Seeing Zhou Xiaofei staring at his back, the coachman hurriedly explained: "This, these are all things used on the road, hehe, hehe!"

"You have a space ring, what do you want to bring to me to store it for you, do you need to carry this thing? Not to mention that you still have a carriage." Zhou Xiaofei said.

"Hehe, this is also a dress, just a look. I saw that you were a young master, lacking a scholar without lacking anything, so I bought this thing on my own initiative. It doesn't look so glaring that way. The coachman has been with Zhou Xiaofei for so long, although he has not asked about Zhou Xiaofei's background, but he has already had some opinions about him after walking the rivers and lakes for so many years, so he made his own way.

Zhou Xiaofei frowned and glanced at the coachman, but he didn't expect the coachman to think more than himself: "Oh? You mean you want to be my scholar? Hehe, scholar and scholar, you are old, and you don't look like it." ”

"Isn't it said as the saying goes, old and young, no matter how old it is, it's still a child, just like me? at most it's just an old boy, as long as you don't dislike me, I'll be your scholar." ”

"When you can use this ring, I'll give it back to you, and you don't have to carry it. I don't read examiners, you are my scholar, I don't think I will study seriously and write articles. ”

"Hehe, go, no one thinks it's strange to walk on the road like this. As before, a young master is followed by a rustic lame old man, how strange it looks. ”

"Hahaha!" Zhou Xiaofei smiled heartily, and only then did he disappear, the coachman seemed to have changed into a different person. He had just walked a few steps and suddenly stopped and said, "I don't have the habit of asking people's names wherever I go, so I didn't know the names of many people before, but if you are my scholar, you can't call you the coachman in the future, what is your name?

Zhou Xiaofei really didn't have the habit of asking people's names, so he remembered that the coachman himself didn't know his name.

The coachman didn't care, "My name doesn't matter...... Then I have a big appetite, I can eat a lot of steamed buns, my name used to be steamed buns, but later when I grew up, my appetite was greater, my family was poor, my parents sent me to the barracks, and later I always like to charge into battle, but I can always come back alive, so I am called Tietou, and the young master is called Tietou. ”

"Iron head?" Zhou Xiaofei frowned when he heard this, he didn't think it was wrong to have such a name in Pingyue, but now he was regarded as a learned young master by the coachman, so the name of the iron head is a bit cheesy, and it is vulgar. He shook his head again and again and said: "It's not good, it's not good, to be my scholar, then you have to take an elegant and elegant name, otherwise you will lose my identity as a talented man." ”

But what kind of name is elegant? Zhou Xiaofei has no experience in choosing names, so he is a little embarrassed: "Well, what is this name?...... Let's go first, I'll think about it on the way. ”

The driver didn't expect Zhou Xiaofei to bother so much for his name, the more solemn Zhou Xiaofei was, the more he felt that it was right for him to follow willingly, if he changed to someone else, don't say that he was unwilling to give in, even if there was such a person, without Zhou Xiaofei's sincerity, then he would not be so uncomplaining.

This kind of emotion is incomprehensible to ordinary people, a person has been called an old cripple for a lifetime, and suddenly one day someone thinks that it is not good to call an old lame man, no matter what this person is going to call himself, then this can make people grateful.

The carriage is no longer the tattered carriage before, and the horse is not the old horse that walked dozens of miles to find a pasture to raise for an hour, Zhou Xiaofei sighed that the coachman has become a little bit of a man who doesn't know much about himself, once a poor person has money, everything really changes.

The carriage headed all the way north and continued towards Dadu.

On the way, Zhou Xiaofei was a lot more relaxed, and promised Mu Zhen to do it himself, and he also unexpectedly had the news of the enemy Mo Ao, and when he saw that Zhu Kuangjiuzi was guarded by a strong man, his people were also a lot more sober, at least at first, like a crazy rhinoceros, the urge to go to Dadu to kill Zhu Kuang for revenge was gone, but instead calm.

He is very sober now, and now he can clearly know his weight, he is not as strong as he thought before, but his determination to become stronger not only has not decreased, but because he has seen the strong man he can't gnaw on, he is more eager to become stronger.

This desire made him even more eager to become strong when he thought of his parents, his clansmen, Zhao Yi and others' loyalty to his family, Liu Lu and them, etc.

The road was lonely, and Zhou Xiaofei in the carriage was always thinking about what the coachman should be called, although his grandfather taught him to read and write since he was a child, but how many taels of ink did he have in his stomach? Zhou Xiaofei himself was still very clear, he gradually began to regret a little, hating himself for not having promised to take a name. What's worse is that he pretended to be elegant and said that he wanted to take an elegant name, otherwise he would lose his identity as a talented man.

Let's not talk about whether you can take a big name, but the identity of the talented man is crowned on his head. From childhood to adulthood, my grandfather taught me to read and write, and I didn't go through an orthodox private school, and I couldn't do anything. But I can't boast about Haikou, and now I have to meditate when I have time.

“...... What's it called? If you listen to him call the scholar directly, it's okay, or call the old naughty boy, this matter is really a headache, if you dedicate a poem to the intention of maybe you can think of a better one, if Mo Lanlan comes to think about it, maybe it may be called Jin Chuangyao, or Cordyceps. If Fanny could think of a better one, and she took the gut-breaking roar, Han Xi's guy shouldn't be stumped by this question, alas!

Half a day passed, Zhou Xiaofei asked the driver halfway and said: Zui Lanzhu doesn't know whether he is satisfied or not.

The coachman repeated it several times, but he still thought that the scholar was good, and said in surprise: "Although I like to drink, I have never been the kind of person who is lazy to eat and eat, and it is inappropriate to call me a lazy pig." ”

"It's not a lazy pig, it's because you like to drink, wine is a good thing, right, and you're always drunk, orchid is an orchid, elegant you know? Bamboo is a strong and upright thing, these two are my favorite plants, why don't you like it?" Zhou Xiaofei wanted to explain as much as possible, but his ability to quibble has not been developed much, so the explanation is very difficult and the quibble is very limited, so the more he explains, the more he can't explain clearly, just like a person who doesn't know how to draw, once someone says it's not good, then the more he looks at it, the worse he looks, so he paints it again, and the result is that the more he paints, the darker it becomes.

The coachman drank regardless of whether he was high or low, but he couldn't settle for this name, so he said weakly: "Can you change it?" If you really can't do it, you can call it a scholar. ”

Although the word scholar is catchy, it is not an exclusive title after all, so Zhou Xiaofei is still very reluctant, thinking that he finally has a scholar, he can't be so hasty, and continue to think.

In the afternoon, passing by a small drinking station, Zhou Xiaofei heard someone call the boss, and knew that his surname was Gong, and the wine he just ordered was on the table, and he was very happy to see the coachman. He instantly thought of a good name, and dipped his chopsticks in wine and wrote it on the table - Gong Lehu showed it to the coachman.

As a result, there were too many strokes of the word "Gong", and the coachman did not know it, so he only recognized the last two words.

The coachman asked the pronunciation of the previous word, and said with a few words in his mouth and a sad face: "This is not good, not good, not good, no matter how you listen to it, it is a male tiger, although he is indeed a male, but the breed is wrong, it is a human and not a tiger." When others hear that I am called a male tiger, the female tiger will be paralyzed with fright. ”

Zhou Xiaofei could only shake his head and sigh, he couldn't choose this name, he didn't have the heart to eat, the coachman saw that he was so careful to choose a name for himself, he was very moved, thinking that there was no village in front of the village and no shop in the back, I was afraid that he would have to rush to the night at night. Seeing that Zhou Xiaofei had no intention of eating, he was worried that he would be hungry at night, so he paid to buy a wooden box with rice from the boss and filled the food, so that he would eat it if he was hungry along the way.

Night gradually fell, the coachman looked at Zhou Xiaofei in the carriage, and thought to himself, since he wanted to be the little guy's scholar, this guy has changed in an instant, I have never seen him chew words like a literati for half a night before, didn't he influence him? So he took the lunch box, touched the rice bowl and still had residual warmth, the wooden lunch box also had some thermal insulation effect, and hurriedly brought it to the carriage to Zhou Xiaofei.

The carriage was still moving forward, and the road was inevitably full of potholes, and the carriage shook violently, so that the coachman was lame and could not stand firmly, and the dishes and chopsticks in his hand fell into the carriage with a clatter.

Zhou Xiaofei picked up the coachman, picked up the bowl and chopsticks, saw that the bowl had broken a gap, and was about to throw it out of the car window, and found that there was a "Mu" word at the bottom of the bowl, Zhou Xiaofei nodded and felt that this surname was good.

I felt that this name had a bit of a rebellious and domineering atmosphere, and I thought to myself: I am both civil and military, and it is very good for the scholar to call this name.

So he hurriedly said to the coachman.

As a result, the coachman reacted strongly, Zhou Xiaofei thought he liked it, and almost breathed a sigh of relief, but the coachman's expression was half excited, and he said: "My eldest young master, why do you call me 'Dominatrix'? Why did it become a dominatrix this time? This is not good, it is not good, it really doesn't work, so let's call it a male tiger. The tiger is still a fierce beast, and it makes sense for a man to call a male tiger. ”

Zhou Xiaofei wanted to explain, but for this matter, the coachman didn't care what it meant literally, compared with the literal meaning, he obviously paid more attention to the effect of shouting. Thinking about it, he shook his head and sighed, and after shaking his head and sighing, he could only continue to meditate.

The coachman was very sad to see Zhou Xiaofei, he had no strength to throw away the broken bowl, and he was in a daze without saying a word, he was also very guilty, but he really couldn't be wronged when he called himself a dominatrix, and muttered to himself: I used to complain that my parents shouldn't name me Bun, it seems that it's really not easy to choose a name, but the laziest pig, male tiger, dominatrix, these three names my parents will definitely not be able to take out, it seems that the names taken by educated people are not ordinary.

Zhou Xiaofei watched the coachman discard the broken bowl with a dull gaze, and secretly thought that he was not a genius after all, he couldn't slap a swollen face and become fat, and his name couldn't be perfect.

It's like no matter how beautiful a poem is, as long as it is recited a few times by the coachman's stinky mouth, it will become stinky.

He looked up at the night sky outside the window, but the moon was very inappropriately round, which was not suitable for Zhou Xiaofei's mood at this time. He secretly thought that many talented people invited Mingyue with wine, and wrote poems and songs at will, if he really wanted to read and make articles, he was afraid that he would be embarrassed, and it seemed that he could only concentrate on practicing magic, after all, no matter how good he could make articles, he could not avenge his own people, and everything could not be perfect.

Cultivating magic to become a strong man of killing, you can take revenge, you can make people frightened, but at the same time, it is also terrifying, because the result of killing makes people stained with blood, and fame and notoriety follow, all magicians in this continent reject dark magic, and by hell, he turned out to be the dark Zhou Xiaofei felt that his thoughts were messy, and he came back to his senses in a daze, and said lightly: "Let's call the moon without defects! I hope he will always be as mellow as the moon in the sky at this time." ”

"The moon is not missing, the moon is ......"

After hearing this name, the coachman thought carefully for a moment, and there was no difference between male and female, nor the breath of beasts, nor the smoky breath of the dominatrix, and then looked up at the night sky, and happened to see the moon high above the night sky, this name was really "high", and he immediately felt "elegant", and hurriedly nodded in agreement.

He was afraid that if he didn't agree again, he would wait for this little guy and give himself some strange names such as beasts, wild roosters, etc., compared to the dominatrix and the male tiger, the name of Yue Wujian is indeed very good.

Zhou Xiaofei finally had a feeling of letting go of the stone in his heart, he finally knew that a person who would not boast about Haikou had better be a little more peaceful, and let out a big word casually is far more difficult to save and interpret than to let go of a loud fart.