"You can handle your family's affairs by yourself. I have done my best to bring you back. Why should I help you solve your troubles? Anyway, you should return to the capital immediately."
"Since you found me here, you must take responsibility to the end. If you hadn't shouted that, Xiu'er and I would be happily choosing cloth now. Even if we have to work hard in this life, as long as I don't recover my memory, there is nothing to be unwilling about. But you told me my life story, and now you want to leave? How can it be so easy?"
"Don't be unreasonable."
"I don't. I'm reasonable."
…
The style of the painting is not right. In my impression, Long Pingzhang should be a steady, gentle, even a little dull person. Duan Tingxuan once said that he is the one who can never guess the answer to the riddle but is always guessed by others. Such a person cannot be associated with the sharp-tongued fighter in front of him, who can fight with Duan Tingxuan, the black-bellied guy, but is equally matched.
Su Nuannuan and Xiu'er stared blankly at the two people who were exchanging sharp words. Then Su Nuannuan stood up and quietly sat next to Xiu'er, whispering, "Sister, has the image of Brother Niu in your mind... collapsed?"
"It collapsed." Xiu'er looked at Long Pingzhang without blinking.
"It really collapsed?" Su Nuannuan was a little unconvinced. The girl's eyes were obviously much more fanatical than before.
"It really collapsed." Xiu'er nodded vigorously: "In my heart, Brother Niu was just a stone house that could shelter me from the wind and rain. Now that the stone house has collapsed, he has become a mountain that towers into the clouds."
"Oh my god, who said this girl is a country girl with no knowledge? Look at her sweet talk, her skills must be maxed out, okay?" Su Nuannuan screamed softly and turned her head. The two were still exchanging sharp words, and the grandmother's face turned black. She asked Siping: "Didn't they say that your master and Lord Long are close friends?"
“Hehehe…” Siping laughed dryly: “That… Grandma, don’t you know? There is a kind of friend in this world. When they are alive, they are your enemies. Only when they die can they become your bosom friends.”
Su Nuannuan: ...
"Good job, Siping. You are brave enough to say such a good thing. I won't look down on you anymore." Su Nuannuan looked Siping up and down. But the sly servant laughed and said, "That... it's grandma's teaching that's good. I don't dare to take credit for it."
"Go away, who wants this kind of credit?" Su Nuannuan scolded with a smile. Meanwhile, Duan Tingxuan and Long Pingzhang finally stopped fighting after a fierce argument, but it seemed that neither of them would give in, and they were about to "reorganize their troops and make a comeback."
Su Nuannuan didn't dare to let them quarrel anymore. If they quarreled again, the roof of the inn would be blown off. Besides, there was a prince and a third-rank official. In this room, they were almost ready to fight. Is this right? I just want to draw a clear line with you, okay?
Therefore, under the strong intervention of the grandmother, Lord Long finally won and got the right to take Xiu'er and Duan Tingxuan and his wife on a journey to enjoy the mountains and rivers.
But the problem came again. Xiu'er looked at the completely changed Aniu and said helplessly: "Aniu, I have to settle my father. Then I can go to Liaodong with you, right? This is not a shortcut."
Long Pingzhang said that there was no problem at all. After repeatedly telling Duan Tingxuan to stay in the inn and wait for him to join him, he and Xiu'er patted their buttocks and left, leaving the prince and his wife staring at each other for a long time, and then the young marquis slammed the table angrily and said, "This bastard, he didn't die, making me grieve for him in vain."
"Come on, you're obviously very happy." Su Nuannuan mercilessly exposed her husband's "hypocrisy". Sure enough, the young marquis's expression changed instantly. He picked up the teacup and took a sip slowly, then smiled and said, "Yes, I am indeed very happy. No matter what, it is better for him to be alive than dead. Although he sometimes makes me upset, we are still like-minded most of the time."
Siping said, "Sir, are we just going to sit here and wait for death? Since Lord Long has left, we can just start our journey. Won't we just leave him behind?"
Before he could finish his words, he was kicked by the young marquis, who cursed him, "You bastard, you can't do your job properly, but you always have a lot of bad ideas. If I leave, where will these two people with no money and power go? Are they going to stay here and wait to be killed? The King of Xiangyang doesn't dare to kill me, so how can he not kill him who has lost his memory? Don't you use your brain when you speak?"
Siping stuck out his tongue, thinking to himself that it was clearly the master who had slammed the table and glared at Long Da Ren before, why is it that I am blind now? Sure enough, the old man was right. The more you talk, the more mistakes you make. The less you talk, the fewer mistakes you make. I will never talk too much again.
"Nuan Nuan, do you think that guy really hasn't recovered his memory? I always feel like he can deal with me very easily. Also, he was able to leave with Xiu'er without hesitation, not even afraid that we would take the opportunity to run away. This definitely shows that he knows my personality very well. I don't even believe that he hasn't recovered his memory."
The more Duan Tingxuan thought about it, the more he felt that something was not right, but then he heard Su Nuannuan say, "What's so strange about this? Just like Lord Long said, he lost his memory, not that his brain was damaged. Before he met you, there were farmers around, simple and kind, and there was no verbal sparring or intrigue. The smart part of his brain saw that, oh, we can handle it without our help, so he was happy to be lazy; but after meeting you, he suddenly realized that it was possible to fight like this, so the smart cells in his brain were awakened one after another, shouting 'The enemy is coming, the enemy is coming', and they began to charge forward like a swarm of bees, so Lord Long became braver and smarter as he fought, until he finally recovered his fighting power. So this actually has nothing to do with whether he lost his memory or not. The key is the brain. Since the brain is still the same brain, the person is naturally still the same person."
"Yeah, yeah, that makes sense." Duan Tingxuan nodded repeatedly, but suddenly shook his head, looked at his wife angrily and said, "Hey! You have something else to say, right? What do you mean by being surrounded by farmers, they are simple and kind, and their fighting power increases sharply when they meet me? You actually want to say that this is another kind of "the closer you are to the red, the redder you are, the closer you are to the blacker you are, right?"
Su Nuannuan smiled and shook her head, saying, "If you like to think so, that's fine. I won't stop you." After that, she yawned and said, "I've been traveling so early in the morning, and I'm a little tired from walking around. I'll take a nap first. Call me when it's time to eat."
After saying that, he stood up, walked to the bed, stretched his limbs and lay down. Siping saw this and quickly stood up and left. He was a servant with good sense.
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