Traveling through the troubled world

Zhang Wuan, who finally figured it out and didn't need to continue to struggle with himself, suddenly felt that the whole world was beautiful!

"Shenyu, quickly pour me a glass of water, I'm very thirsty. Didn't you think I'd be thirsty after talking so much?"

Kamio silently glanced at the tea leaves in the flower pot, poured another cup without saying a word.It's not completely wrong to say never to leave, sometimes the pavilion master is really willful.

It’s November in a blink of an eye, the weather is already very cold, and the words are breathless. The withered yellow has replaced almost all other bright colors inadvertently, only some pines and cypresses are still green tirelessly regardless of the season.

Most of the people put on clean little padded jackets, while the rich ones were gilded satin jackets, embroidered with various rich and noble patterns, which were not comparable to the coarse linen jackets of ordinary people.The tall fur collar protects the neck, leading some servants and thugs to walk on the street in the cold winter, watching those poor people rubbing their hands and breathing hard to make a living, it is also extremely boring for them. The pleasure of time.Only Jianghu people are in good health, and those who practice martial arts have a strong body. Even in this season, if you just add a slightly thick cloak or a fleece underneath, you won't feel too cold.

However, Zhang Wu'an put on the thick fur directly, and the big fluffy collar almost covered half of his face.No matter standing or standing, this special thick fur can always cover everything, and the wind is impenetrable.

When I was in the house, I sat around a charcoal basin and held the heater in my hand, so I could barely take off the thick fur, but it had to cover my legs, otherwise my feet would be as cold as if they were frozen.

Shen Yuwei told Wan Teng Buli that when the owner of his pavilion fell into an ice cave in winter when he was a child, he fell into a cold disease, and the cold disease would attack every winter, and the cold was beyond ordinary people.In the past, every time I went to the Winter Pavilion, I would decline all invitations to perform. Even if I couldn't refuse, the pavilion master would not go on stage, and at most show up to give guidance.In winter, the owner of the pavilion is the least willing to move. Sometimes he would just hide in the room without eating for a whole day, without moving his fingers, which frightened the people in the pavilion several times.

Immediately after hearing this, Wan Teng asked celebrity Ji Jingsi to specially make several thick fur coats and animal fur cloaks, and asked the top tailor in the building to specially make fox fur cushions and soft quilts. It was not ordinary warmth, Ordinary people will sweat profusely even if they are covered with blankets for three or nine days.

Now the things in the building are basically handled by Wan Teng Buli and Ji Jingsi, and Shen Yuwei will also help, but Zhang Wuan, at most, just looks at the documents and so on, without making any big moves.Since the beginning of winter, Zhang Wuan has spent most of the day nestling in his room, and the meals are brought in by Shen Yuwei.

Wan Tengbuli came here at least once a day to chat with Zhang Wuan. Of course, the most talked about was the affairs in the building. I don't know if he wanted to hear Zhang Wuan's opinion or to relieve the latter.

Zhang Wuan had just had lunch that day, and Shen Yuwei was about to clear away the dishes.

"Why didn't Wancheng come over today?"

In the past, I would definitely come here in the morning every day, and whether I would come in the afternoon would depend on whether I was busy that day.It was already noon today and there was no one there, so Zhang Wu'an asked curiously.

"The owner of Wanqi should be counting the silver taels given to Mingjian Villa. I heard from Ji Jingsi that tomorrow is the day to trade with Mingjian Villa. 1 taels of silver will be exchanged for [-] swords."