Chapter 2: The Libert ()

Outside the window, the cicadas on the tree were heart-wrenching and screaming. On the desk table in front of the window, a young man was sweating profusely practicing calligraphy, with a thick stack of font paper piled up beside him.

In the spacious and bright lobby, elders with smiles on their faces were constantly praised with the words of a few young children, while the young man stood alone in the corner, ignoring anyone.

In the wine shop, the boy and a few sluts of the same age called each other brothers and were drinking and chatting.

In the shabby alley, the boy rolled up his sleeves and held a wooden stick in his hand, and walked in front with a mighty look.

After waking up that day, Xu Xun felt as if he was a nightmare, sometimes he was vague and sometimes he was awake. One scene after another in his mind was like a lantern, as if he was watching a plain movie of 120 minutes. The movie was a complete montage-style fast-forward clip, and the plot was unremarkable. Despite this, whether the screening ended was not in the hands of him, the person involved, so he could only wait patiently for the end of the film.

However, what disappointed him was that when the timeline finally advanced to the most critical period, the protagonist followed the slutty children to a humble alley, but the slap behind his head came unexpectedly, followed by a piece of clothing covering his head and beating him. The final shot was frozen on the bed with less air intake and more air, and his face was unwilling to accept it. When the projector-like fast forward finally disappeared, his tortured head gradually returned to normal.

He leaned back tiredly on the thick cushion on the bed, and Xu Xun didn't know what it felt like. It was good to be able to survive the disaster, but if he woke up, he would have to face a new and ancient environment, and even accept the grudges of others in full. Even a person like him, he couldn't help but feel his head was messy and he couldn't calm down for three moments.

Coincidentally, this unlucky guy is also called Xu Xun, exactly the same as his real name. He finally doesn't have to abandon the name he has used for more than 20 years. Of course, perhaps it is precisely because of this coincidence that the wrong name may not be necessary.

"Young Master, Young Master!"

"Hmm?" After hearing this title for a few days, Xu Xun gradually got used to it. At this time, he agreed casually and asked without raising his head, "What's the matter?"

"Young Master, the master is here to see you."

When Xu Xun heard this loud shout, he had not yet fully reacted. He turned his head and found that the servant had entered the room and kept winking at him. Looking at the door, a middle-aged man strode in, followed by a servant-like man. The middle-aged man was covered in bright purple and straight, with a few strands of long beards combed on his jaw, but his eyes were filled with haze. His appearance and the title he had heard before, Xu Xun remembered the identity of this person, who was Master Xu in the clan.

I vaguely remember that this uncle looked down on him the most, and Xu Xun didn't expect any improvement in this side today, so he immediately pretended to be seriously injured and was weak, and hummed in a voice that was lighter than a mosquito, "Uncle..."

The visitor glanced at the stool in front of the bed, frowned, but did not sit down, but stood condescendingly, saying coldly: "You are indulging Hu Wei on weekdays, and this time you have become even more serious. You have caused such a big thing! Handing over gang fights and causing trouble, my Xu family has always been a fair and innocent family, and you have lost all your face!"

The situation is not clear at the moment, and Xu Xun was too lazy to tell the difference, so he lowered his head and said nothing. At this time, the person who came paused and sneered: "Since you are still injured, I am too lazy to ask you, and I will settle the score with you again!"

After saying this, the person who came did not say anything, snorted heavily and left. Seeing the servant behind him smiled at him, he walked out with the master in a moment, and his servant glanced at him and then disappeared outside the curtain after chasing him. Xu Xun frowned, rubbed his chin and sighed tiredly.

According to his memory he had digested before, it was the Hongzhi period of the Ming Dynasty. In addition to the north, it seemed that it was not peaceful, but overall it was a good year. The Xu family he is currently in has been rooted in Nanjing for hundreds of years, and there are dozens of male members in the upper and lower direct lines of the family. There were five or six scholars and two or three juren, and an elder also served as a county magistrate during the Xuande period. Now an elder who was called the Sixth Uncle has become a small official in Yingtian Prefecture, so the Xu family is also well-known in Taiping.

He, "Xu Xun", is the only descendant of the second family of the Xu family. However, he was not born by his father Xu Bian's wife, but his son who had been away for many years, but Xu Bian suddenly brought back more than ten years ago. Because his first wife died early and had no children, he naturally became the only son of the family and entered the family tree. Xu Bian went out again, and there was no news over the years, and he didn't know whether it was death or life. There were some old servants in the family in their early years, but they were either getting older or seeing him quit because he couldn't stand it. He was almost a commander-in-law.

Without restraint, and other relatives in the clan intend to neglect, and their peers are alienated and ridiculed, someone is becoming more and more indulgent. This person doesn't care about his family's livelihood, and he is mingling with others all day long, as a prodigal son who has given up.

"Young Master, the master is gone! Are you okay?"

Xu Xun was thinking, and came in from outside alone, quickly stepped forward and supported his hands on the edge of the bed with his hands nervously. He stared at the face that had not yet faded for a while, and frowned: "Ruisheng, what's going on on your face?"

"Ah!" Ruisheng subconsciously reached out to cover his face, then forced a smile and said, "Young Master, it's okay..."

"Stop being sloppy!" Xu Xun interrupted him and asked bluntly, "What have they asked you? Also, who hit this slap?"

Ruisheng hesitated for a while, then he said aloofly: "It's the master who you are usually hang out with. I just said I don't know. Uncle even slapped me... Master, I really didn't tell him anything, but he was very strong and I couldn't twist him. I couldn't fight him for tooth and for eye!"

Adapt to the situation and not teach it. A gentleman will take revenge for ten years and never teach it. He will not teach it when he hits a snake for seven inches, but he will teach it for tooth and eyes for eyes... No wonder that boy was doing so miserable!

This time, after squinting slightly, Xu Xun's face changed from mocking to helplessness, and finally eased. He looked at the dust stained on Ruisheng's knees, glanced at the simple-decorated room, and asked casually: "Ruisheng, you've been here for almost a month, right?"

"Young Master still remember?" Ruisheng saw that Xu Xun was not angry, but instead spoke kindly, but hesitated a little. He pinched his fingers and calculated before stammering, "I have only been here for a month and three days... But don't worry, you will try your best to learn those I don't know, and I will serve you well in the future. My mother once said that I am the young master's person, so I must listen to the young master's words, that is, to marry a wife in the future..."

Ruisheng's words suddenly came to an abrupt end. Even so, the last childish words immediately made Xu Xun happy. Then he murmured in a low voice, unable to help but sigh at his good luck.

"It's only one month..."

After all, they were two completely different people. He couldn't call him a call to his parents, but fortunately his new identity was almost the same as an orphan. After all, even if he had received all the memories of his close relatives and friends around him, his behavior would still inevitably reveal flaws.

But now, not counting the couple who hired for sex, he only has such a son left by the late wet nurse. It only took a month to send him a lot of things, which undoubtedly solved the biggest problem for him. As for the members of the Xu family, they only met a few times a year, and even if there is any change, he can blame this serious injury.

"Okay, hurry up and take a bucket of well water, wash it, apply it, and see if the slap marks can be eliminated, otherwise how can you meet someone?"

"Young Master, your injury is just right, are you going out now?"

"I didn't have the strength a few days ago, and I haven't even thanked my previous life-saving grace. Do you recognize my life-saving home?"

Ruisheng suddenly realized, said he had recognized it repeatedly, and then went out to clean up again. When he got out, Xu Xun stood up with his hands on the bed, pulled his shoes to the window, and pushed open the window. As the fresh air poured in, he felt that the turbidity inside was swept away, and his head became much clearer.
Chapter completed!