Three days of silence behind closed doors

In the long queue following Luan Jia, Shangguan Wan'er was wearing a curtain hat, with a long pink silk gauze hanging down to cover her face, and hidden behind the silk gauze was a gold mask.

This was specifically stated by Wu Meier. Unless you are alone with her, you do not need to wear a mask, but you must wear it if there are others around.

Shangguan Wan'er didn't know the reason for this, but she just followed her master's instructions.

As people walked quickly in the heavy snow, Shangguan Wan'er was still crying.

The marriage may have a perfect ending, but Wu Ding still loves her so much and misses her so much.

But my heart is still full of regret and anger.

Why can't a good woman live longer?

Even if he stays with Wu Ding until he grows old?

If two people are in love, they should live together day and night and grow old together.

Is this jealousy of talented people?

A heroic woman who was outstanding and even inferior to men ended up dying young.

Shangguan Wan'er was in a very bad mood, and she wished she could drag Ni Tu over and beat her up.

But after feeling sad for a long time, he suddenly burst into laughter.

Because she suddenly figured out that since this story was told by Ni Tu, wouldn't it be better to let him tell her a funny story?

When she thought about it, her mood suddenly improved.

What Ni Tu didn't know was that it was not just Shangguan Wan'er who had this idea, but also the young lady who heard Ni Tu's story and felt sad for it for most of the day.

So, after half a day of melancholy and tears, when the lanterns first came on, the laughter and laughter of the young ladies finally returned to the late night of the Tang Dynasty.

Ni Tu has always been a born optimist, and he can only be sad for three seconds.

The memory of the fish zodiac makes Ni Tu rarely dwell on sorrow for too long.

Such a strong psychological characteristic may have been developed through hard work and mental pain in the past life. It is more likely that Ni Tu is always awake. Except for his own comfort and happiness, everything else is just a cloud.

If he had the character of a ruffian, he might say: "Other people's affairs are none of my business! My own affairs are none of your business!"

If he had a more elegant character, he might say: "Fuck!" "I'm afraid!"

Ni Tu knew what he should do and what he shouldn't do. He always got rid of useless things and focused on doing what he should do.

Cherishing time is not just something you talk about, but it must be done through practice.

Being shrewd and thorough is not just through the handling of big events, but through anything in life, whether it is a trivial moment of leisure or a small conversation with someone.

The five thousand years of history of the Central Plains and how many stories have given people profound lessons, whether they are positive or negative, why do you read them with your eyes open without any absorption or reflection?

Ni Tu stood at the door of his bedroom, leaning on the door frame, looking at the falling snow, thinking about what value human misery brings to people.

The man sent by Wang Xuance stood in front of him and talked for a long time. As for what he said, Ni Tu didn't hear a word of it. However, when the man left at the end, he said: "The reason for delaying the departure of this expedition is

The court does not pay for the expenses, and the money for carriage, horses, and food has already exhausted Mr. Wang’s savings. I am afraid that this trip to Tianzhu will be ruined.”

After saying that, the man left dejectedly.

Just as that man left, another man came into the yard.

"Dongzhu Ni, Dongzhu Ni..."

Xiao Sa was Xue Sanniang's new farm boy. At nine years old, he was short and thin and could not do heavy and tiring work. However, he was so smart that Xue Sanniang asked him to do some errands.

"Huh?" Ni Tu shifted his gaze from the swirling white snow barrier and looked at Xiao Sa, whose whole body was covered with snow particles.

"Mr. Ni, Mr. Xue said, can you go to the front store and tell them some nice and funny stories? Those diners are still very sad, which seriously affects their appetite."

Ni Tu heard it, but didn't seem to hear it. He still looked up to see the white snow barrier.

Xiao Sa said it again.

Ni Tu was still staring blankly at the white snow barrier.

Seeing that Ni Tu was deep in thought, Xiao Sa didn't want to disturb him, so he stood in the snow with Ni Tu.

Just like this, one person leaned on the door frame and looked up at the falling snow, while the other person stood in the snow and was gradually submerged by the heavy snow.

After a long while, Ni Tu suddenly turned around and entered the house.

Xiao Sa finally regained his composure and hurriedly stepped forward, but was blocked by the door panel that closed with a "bang".

"Dongzhu Ni, shopkeeper Xue said..."

Before he could repeat it again, Ni Tu in the room said, "Let her rest too. I'm tired. I talked for four hours in a row today and my body is seriously exhausted."

Xiao Sa understood Ni Tu's situation very well, nodded, and turned around to return to his life.

Before he could take a few steps out, he heard Ni Tu say loudly: "Tell Xue Sanniang to put up a notice board outside the shop that tells storytelling to rest for three days. I'm tired and want to take a rest."

"This..." Little Sal was stunned on the spot. He slowly turned around, only to see the lights in the room flash, turning the light into darkness.

He let out a long sigh and turned around to resume his life.

Xue Sanniang did not blame Xiao Sa, nor did she say a word more. She hurriedly ordered: "Go and write, and hang it at the door after you finish it."

"Tingting... clang, clang, clang..."

Following the sound of the cloud board, Ni Tu slowly opened his sleepy eyes.

I really have something to think about every day and something to dream about at night.

Last night, Iron Horse Binghe came to my dream.

Fu Hao seemed to have come to thank Ni Tu for his fame, so she acted out her real life.

However, when Ni Tu woke up, he seemed to remember it, but he seemed not to remember it.

Lying on the heated kang, looking at the white light of the morning sun outside the window, my eyes were in a daze.

He didn't know that the heavy snow outside was still falling.

He also didn't know that when the old master woke up from drunkenness and heard that he had stopped storytelling for three days, he wanted to ask for an explanation.

In fact, he was instigated by the diners, the audience who gathered at the door early in the morning, and the street shopkeepers who hoped to get a big harvest, and came to ask for an explanation.

Zhen Zhen'er had already stood outside the window and told Ni Tu all this.

Ni Tu, however, neither laughed nor cried, was neither happy nor sad, and his whole figure seemed to have been emptied out by something.

He became a man of God without any emotional fluctuations, neither happy with things nor sad with himself, and completely detached into a person with a particularly strong will.

Xue Sanniang came over, looked at the door, and called Ni Tu on the pretense of having breakfast.

There was no movement in the room.

Xue Sanniang couldn't bear it, so she asked someone to put an umbrella on the old master to protect him from the heavy snow that was falling.

The old master was also very stubborn and stubborn, standing straight outside the house without moving.

Ni Tu remained silent in the house for three days, and the old master stayed with him outside the door for three days.

At first I just stood, then I had to sit, and then I had to lie down.

Fortunately, Xue Sanniang was considerate of the old man and built him a small shed with thick straw underneath and a charcoal pot burning beside it for warmth.

The old man simply sat cross-legged and meditated, remaining silent with Ni Tu.

The old man's family members came to advise him, but he remained silent.

Someone raised a question, and someone else explained: "The old master said beforehand that he complained that Dongzhu Ni was too narrow-minded and couldn't get over this little hurdle. How can we survive the strong winds and waves?"
Chapter completed!