The reason why I cried was funny was because I was afraid that my master would continue to talk about it and press me to the ground and beat me violently. For this reason, I preemptively struck and cried first for respect. I think that even if he has a belly full of anger, he will have to be wiped out by my non-stop tears.

Master raised his sleeve to dry my eyes.

The master said: They are all the people who are the masters, how can they still cry their noses without moving, it is really hard to see.

I sobbed and said, "You are also a person who is a teacher, can you be kinder in the future?"

The teacher said: Don't be kind for the teacher, and be young for the teacher.

I said, "Master, it's not good to deceive yourself.

The master said, "What do you mean by being a disciple that you are very old as a teacher?"

I said, "I'm not old, I'm not old, when I'm seventy or eighty gray-haired, Master, you're still so young."

Fugui was shocked: Oh, is the master and the ancestor so powerful?

I said: Nonsense, and don't look at who the master is.

Fugui picked up the abacus excitedly and continued to practice.

Master said, "Are you going to go back, you?"

I handed over the tea and replied, "Go back, of course I want to go back."

Master said, "Then what is your explanation for this shop?"

I said: My father is dead, I need to earn more money to take care of my second mother.

As soon as Fugui heard the money, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he came up to me and said, "Master, you don't have any money to talk to the apprentice, and the apprentice has no other skills, but he has a lot of money!"

The master said, "What, there is a mine in the disciple's grandson's house?"

Fugui said: There is no mine, but there is a mountain of silver.

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I asked Master if he knew everything about it.

Master said, "Yes."

I asked: Then Master knows that the little persimmon is actually the prince of Changping?

Master said, "Yes."

I asked: Then Master also knows that Little Persimmon and Snow are still alive?

Master said, "Yes."

I said, "Oh, then Master must have known about the elopement between Snow and Red Sleeves."

The master was stunned and asked, "Who did you elope with?"

I said, "The red-sleeved girl in Baihuafang, you see, it's the Baihuafang over there." Eh, Master, you don't know about this, Master?

Master said, "I know now."

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Outside the store, there was a lot of snow, and fresh snow was covering the remnants of the snow.

The buildings, streets, shops, and carriages of Chang'an City are all shrouded in snow. Although I have experienced this cold for 19 years, I still have no power to resist it. My illness has made me extremely cold since I was a child, and when I was a child, I mostly relied on white dragon soup for baths, and when I grew up, I basically kept the wine pot on my body. I don't know when I started drinking like a lot.

Master said that the winter in Chang'an is nothing, and there is an icy city called "Snow Capital" more than 4,000 miles to the north, and there are no spring and summer, only autumn and winter, and the winter is extremely long. I thought that a place like Xuedu should be deserted. Imagine, a snow city is bound to have no grass, even if people can withstand the cold, they can't stand hunger, and the snow is only glaciers and no living water, which means that it is quite troublesome to drink a sip of hot water, you need to chisel ice and melt the ice and then boil it, if there are no dead branches of trees to boil it is also a problem. But Master said that this kind of ghost place is inhabited, and I don't know if it is to bluff me or if it is true.

The wind and snow were so heavy that all the doors of the shops had to be closed, but despite this, the cold wind and fine snow still mercilessly burrowed into the store. The guests drank and craned their necks, occasionally reaching out to roast on the nearby fire.

One of the guests said: "Boss, I have a piece of gossip to sell you, what do you think?"

I said, "Oh, what's the price?"

The man said, "It's not worth much, and when the weather is warm, this matter will have to be spread long ago." Isn't this because the weather is cold and the news spreads slowly. How about this offset my wine money today?

I said, "All right, the money for wine is free today."

The rest of the guests were also happy to hear this, and took up the bench and sat down.

The man said: My brother is working in the Prime Minister's Mansion, and he came back to tell me last night that Zhao Chengxiang's only son, Zhao Sigongzi, is dead!

Everyone gasped in unison.

The man then said: How do you guess Zhao Sigongzi died?

Everyone shook their heads: I don't know, I can't guess.

The man said, "Hey, he was killed by a woman, and that woman seems to be called a bean or something—

I said: Damselfly?

The man said, "That's right, it's the damselfly."

Everyone collectively took another breath of cool air.

The man said: Dou Niang, this woman is ruthless, she stabbed Zhao Sigongzi three times in total, and the knife is unfathomable. I heard that it was a knife to seal the throat, a knife to the heart, and a knife to the root of life.

Everyone covered their lives and exclaimed: Ruthless, ruthless, really ruthless.

I asked: What about the damselfly?

The man said, "Tsk, I was arrested by the government."

Another guest said: That's over, how can Prime Minister Zhao spare her. You said that this is going to die because we, the ordinary people, and the people in the government have not been able to find out the case for several years, and when something happens to the rich and powerful dignitaries, the speed of the government to solve the case is really fast enough to catch up with the speed of the king's butcher slaughtering pigs.

People said, "Not really."

In everyone's hearts, Dou Niang is a complete madman, it is crazy to give birth to Zhao Si's child without a name, and it is also crazy to be angry with Zhao Si and brutally kill him after the child dies, everyone thinks that Dou Niang is a woman who is so confused that she can't be confused anymore, but I think there are not many sober people in Chang'an, and Dou Niang is one of them.

Two days later, the younger brother's guest who was working in the prime minister's mansion came to drink in the snow again. He dusted off the flakes of snow and sat down at the table closest to the stove. He asked me if I had a jug of wine called "Naiho".

I said yes.

He said, "It seems that I am going to pay the boss for the drink again today."

I said, "Okay."

He said, "The damselfly is dead."

Outside the store, goose feathers and snow are flying all over the sky. At three o'clock in the afternoon today, Dou Niang was sentenced to five punishments in the snow, which can be described as one of the best tortures in our country, simply put, the prisoner was dismantled into eight pieces. The guests said that the execution site and the nearby three miles of snow were all scarlet, and no matter how much the government tried to wash it, it would not help, and even the new snow could not cover it. Later, I heard that the bean lady was actually chopped off limbs, gouged out eyes, cut off tongues, and soaked into Weng to make a human being. But it is a forbidden lynching in our country, and the cruelty of human beings compared to the five punishments is that they are not dead, so that people only have one breath left to feel their limbs torn, their internal organs burned, and they are tortured. The prime minister probably wanted to cover people's eyes and ears with five punishments, and kept people in private.

I went to the execution ground to see it, and it was indeed Sanli Scarlet. I think, whether it is the five punishments or the human bi, what flows in this white snow is undoubtedly the blood of Dou Niang.

The original intention of Ren Bi is about to make life worse than death. Prime Minister Zhao Cheng was saddened by the loss of his son, so he chose to use extremely cruel means to make the culprit feel painful, and the same was true of Dou Niang at the beginning. I think that if Dou Niang still has a family, presumably her family will also try to make Zhao Chengxiang or his family suffer, maybe only by making the person she hates painful can relieve her own pain, or maybe it will only make herself more painful.

So I asked Master, "What should you do if a person is making you very miserable?"

The Master said, "Being a teacher will definitely make this person suffer even more."

I asked: So then you won't be in pain?

Master said, "No, it's still painful."

I said, "Then why take revenge if you can't relieve your own pain by causing others pain?"

Master said: If you take revenge on your teacher, you will be miserable, but if you don't retaliate, you will be miserable for your teacher.

I turned to Fugui again and asked, "Do you understand?"

Fugui said: I don't seem to understand, I think it can be understood in this way, for example, someone robbed my family of money and made me very painful, and I snatched the silver back definitely not to erase my pain, but this behavior will at least make the other party painful. But if I don't take it back and retaliate, the other party must be very happy with my money.

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Maybe I thought about it day and night, and I dreamed of bean lady that night.

In the dream, she was still a cardamom girl, wearing a thick light blue jacket and running in the snowy snow. The cold streets are only filled with pedestrians and a girl running with a rock sugar gourd, she is like a wireless kite, stepping on the snow and laughing to her heart's content. Suddenly, Dou Niang tripped over a stone hidden in the snow, and crashed into the arms of a passing pedestrian with a rock sugar gourd.

This collision is the cause of this evil fate.

A girl who is just starting to fall in love is easy to have inexplicable feelings for a strange man, maybe it is the poignancy of the snow falling that day, maybe it is the pleasing dress of Zhao Si that day, or maybe the timing of the stone tripping is just right. The so-called 10,000 years at a glance happens to be the right time, place and people.

I really want to rush to Dou Niang to remind her that Zhao Si is not a good person, not only is he not a good person but also a beast! But I don't seem to exist in my dream, I am just a snooper in this dream, without form and voice. And this dream came so weird that I couldn't even control the whole dream with my own mind, to put it bluntly, I could only quietly watch this dream unfold naturally.

The white snowflakes fell on the frozen white lips of the bean lady, Zhao Si looked at the beautiful woman who crashed into his arms, and kissed it as soon as he closed his eyes. After the kiss, Zhao Si didn't forget to tease: Your lips are so sweet.

When Dou Niang heard this, she poured it into Zhao Si's arms with a sugar gourd.

I looked at the rock sugar gourd that Bean Niang was always holding in my hand, and thought to myself, can the rock sugar gourd be sweet.

Later, Zhao Si asked for Dou Niang's name, address, height and weight. But after all, it's a dream, and I can't really hear the specific information.

Dou Niang returned home and lay in bed in a daze.

Zhao Si returned home, hugged left and right, and lived happily.

Later, Zhao Si found her at the address provided by Dou Niang at a lonely and boring dusk, and the plum blossoms in front of the court, they hugged and kissed in the snow, and it rained in Wushan.

A gust of wind and snow blew, and when I looked at it again, Zhao Si was gone, and only Dou Niang coaxed the crying baby to sleep.

Suddenly, I saw that the bean lady was bloodily chopped off by the government and made into a human being, the process of making it was bloody and violent, and the appearance of the human was extremely terrifying.

In an instant—

I woke up from my dream, my eyes wide open in astonishment, and I shuddered.

Even after being withdrawn from the dream, the bloody images of the human body in my mind still kept flashing. Just when I couldn't bear the fear and was about to cry, a pair of warm arms took me into my arms.

I looked up in amazement and could only see his fair and clean chin, so I reached out and touched it.

I was surprised: Master?

Master said, "Enough touching?"

I retracted my hand and muttered, "It's really Master."

Master said, "Otherwise, who do the criminals want?"

I suddenly got into his arms and cried, crying and saying, "Wow, I was scared to death."

Master asked: What did you dream about?

I said, "Wow, man!

Master wondered: Hostage?

I said, "Hello, that one with so many strokes."

Master said, "Oh, mole. Criminal, what is a human mole?

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