Chapter 127 Huang Jiu

next day

It was a clear autumn morning. The morning sun shone peacefully on the pepper trees in the Bai family courtyard, coating the leaves with a golden color. The few drops of dew on them dazzled the eyes like silver beads.

Bang, bang, bang!

"Wake up~"

Qianxue knocked hard on Han Yi's door and shouted with a long tail tone. It was not difficult to hear a hint of pride on her part.

In a rare sight, she actually got up earlier than Han Yi.

"Ah~ I slept so comfortably!"

Han Yi had a rare night's sleep today and did not get up early to practice. Maybe it was because he spent too much energy on the fierce battle with Song Qing yesterday.

Zui Xian Tower

After hastily finishing breakfast, Han Yi went out and prepared to go directly to Shanzhongfang to visit Bai Sanren's friend Huang Ze and Mr. Huang again.

When passing by Zuixian Tower, he thought about it and bought a five-pound jar of 'Three Flavors Wine'. After all, Bai San people said that this person is addicted to alcohol. When asking for help, he had better prepare some gifts.

Han Yi came to a quiet street in Shanzhongfang.

Boom, boom, boom

After gently tapping the gold-lacquered animal-faced door knocker on the vermillion-lacquered door a few times, he stood aside and waited patiently.

After a while, the vermilion door opened a crack again, and the rather pretty girl poked her head out and took a look.

She was still the maid Han Yi saw last time.

But this time, her attitude was different from last time, and her tone was a little more intimate: "It's Mr. Han, please come in."

Han Yi responded with a smile: "Is Mr. Huang at home today?"

The maid said: "Mr. Han, what a coincidence. Mr. Huang just went out this morning and hasn't come back yet."

‘It’s not the right time again? ’

Han Yi shook his head slightly, raised his arm, handed the jar of 'three-flavored wine' over, and said, "I brought it to Mr. Huang, please give me a hand."

The maid did not take it. Instead, she stretched out her right hand and made a "please" gesture. She turned her head and said, "Come in, Mr. Huang told me."

Han Yi waved his hand: "I won't bother you, girl. Let's wait until Mr. Huang is free to come over next time."

"Then it's my fault that the master is back. Besides, your jar of wine is so heavy. How can I lift it? The master likes to go out for a walk in the morning. Depending on the time, it's time to come back."

Han Yi hesitated for a moment. He came over again and again, and Huang Ze also knew about it. It was probably his special arrangement.

"Then it's troublesome girl..."

"You don't have to be so polite, Mr. Huang said, sir, just treat this place as your own home!"

"Also, my name is Huang Jiu. Mr. Han, just call me Jiu'er."

Huang Jiu said with a smile.

Han Yi smiled and nodded, and while he was talking, he followed Jiu'er into the courtyard gate.

"Mr. Han, please have some tea..."

In the front hall, at the reception area, Jiuer smiled like a flower and served Han Yi a cup of tea.

Her beautiful eyes were full of curiosity, and she looked carefully at the handsome and strong young man in front of her.

Over the years, I don’t know how many warriors have wanted to enter the relationship with Master Huang, and the threshold has been broken several times, but they have always been rejected. This is the first time that she has seen Master Huang treat a young man so seriously.

But as Jiuer looked left and right, she didn't see anything special about Han Yi, except for his pretty face...

Mr. Huang is not trying to find me a husband...

Jiu'er's pretty face turned red, her heart beat hot and her ears warmed.

"Aunt Huang...Miss Jiu'er, are you the only one in this house?"

Han Yi glanced at this large courtyard. He knew that Huang Ze had no heirs and never married, but it was a bit too deserted.

"Oh... no, there is a sister in the inner hall who is responsible for sorting out household affairs such as housekeeping. I am mainly responsible for external affairs, such as receiving guests and buying and selling things..."

Huang Jiu came to her senses, how could she be rude in front of the guests? She cursed herself in her heart.

"It's just the two of you in such a big courtyard? Can you handle it all?"

Han Yi was a little stunned. He thought that with Huang Ze's status as a martial arts master in the Tongmai stage, even if he didn't have a group of wives and concubines like the Li family, and he had blood refining stage masters to look after the house and the courtyard, there would still be a few more servants in the house. Just two maids, Huang Jiu, would probably have a hard time cleaning.

"Mr. Han, you don't know something. Mr. Huang often said before, "Practice for a long time and you will become pure, and you will forget your love without desire." He doesn't like the red tape, and he doesn't like others to serve him. He also hates those useless things. waste......

"Before, there was only my sister here, and she was not so relaxed at that time, but after Mr. Huang bought me from Yaren, my sister and I were able to cope with it...

"Master Huang has such a good temper. When I first came here, I made a lot of mistakes, and he wouldn't blame me. I'm so lucky that I can meet Master Huang in this life... ..”

Jiuer explained to Han Yi with a smile, his face full of admiration for Huang Ze.

‘Practice for a long time to purify yourself, have no desires and forget about love? ’

Han Yi was slightly startled after hearing this sentence. This sentence sounded a bit strange but seemed to make sense.

It almost coincides with the meaning of a sentence he said in his previous life, "If there is no woman in my heart, I will draw my sword and be a god of nature."

There are no desires, no emotions, no worries in the heart. If you focus on practicing martial arts, you will naturally have no weaknesses. Loneliness makes a person strong!

But Han Yi has a different view on this matter.

Humans are not grass and trees, how can they be ruthless? People are called humans only when they have emotions. Without emotions, what is the difference between wood and stone?

Only with emotional desires can people have obsessions, work hard for them, and carry out their journey as a warrior to the end!

He had discussed this issue with the Bai San people before.

The two of them have surprisingly consistent views on this point!

While Han Yi was thinking about it, he didn't reply. The scene became deserted for a while. After he came to his senses, he touched his nose, took a sip of tea, and hid this thought deep in his mind. There was no need for him to be with a little maid. To explain these things.

purchase?

Just now, he caught this word in Jiu'er's words, so he asked: "Jiu'er, you mean to buy..."

Jiu'er's eyes dimmed instantly: "Yes, Mr. Han, there are so many refugees outside now. Some people specialize in arresting people and selling them on the black market. Or just to have enough food to eat, some people put themselves to death If it's sold to a well-intentioned person, that's okay, but I'm afraid there will be a buyer with bad intentions..."

Han Yi was a little silent for a while. He had also become a refugee. At that time, it was not uncommon for him to sell his children and exchange his wives for food in order to survive.

Fortunately, he had not met Ren Yazi at that time. Otherwise, it would only be a wishful thinking for him to be able to sit here and drink tea peacefully today!