() "I have only loved my grandmother all my life. Don't you think my grandfather is great?" Seeing that we didn't say anything, Du Siye frowned and said, "I believe you all know that Gao Shi, a poet of the same generation as my grandfather, is also his. Friend."
"Is that Gao Shi who wrote "Farewell to Dong Da"?" After Du Siye said this, I stopped joking and said seriously: "Thousands of miles away, the yellow clouds are white and the sun is shining. The north wind is blowing and the snow is falling. Don't worry about the future. There are no friends on the road. No one in the world knows you."
"I can't tell. You are not really worthless." Du Siye heard me wet his hands without hesitation. His attitude towards me actually changed. He said calmly: "Gao Shi said to his friend at that time..."
"I understand this sentence." Yilv Mochen interjected: "Is it because Gao Shi is tired of his wife? He is tired of seeing her. If he hadn't gone to friends to have a drink, he would have died of worry."
"Yeah. Yes." Du Siye nodded and said: "Gao Shi is like this, let alone others. Only my grandfather has never regarded my grandmother as a burden. Because my grandfather is considerate and they have a common language. The night is quiet, and my grandmother listens silently. Grandfather’s anguish, some comfort and some helplessness, all turned into a lament shared by both parties.”
This time, none of us interrupted Du Siye's narration. We listened to him quietly telling about Du Fu's life: "My grandfather took his family and started a wandering career for more than ten years. In Wang Anshi's words, it was ridiculous. He walked hungry. They traveled through half of China. However, every loss must be rewarded. They later arrived in Chengdu and stayed in an ancient temple next to Huanhua River."
"I remember my grandfather once wrote a poem about the predicament at that time... Can you imagine the scene at that time? He was living under the fence of others. The family was so poor that they didn't have a grain of rice. My grandparents were very worried. Their youngest son, my brother-in-law, was so hungry. I really couldn't bear it. I didn't care about the rites between father and son. I yelled at my father to find someone to beg for food." Du Siye even had tears in his eyes: "As a talented and proud grandfather, you have fallen to this point. You guys Tell him if he can feel better."
"No wonder the ancients said that all those who starve to death are people." Yilu Mochen sighed and interjected.
"This statement needs to be changed in modern times." I also frowned and said: "In this society, the only ones who starve to death are hard-working Internet writers. There are too many pirated copies."
A wisp of Mochen: "..."
Du Siye continued bitterly: "My grandfather had no choice but to send a letter of help to his good friend Gao Shi, the governor of Pengzhou at the time: Fortunately, Gao Shi and his grandfather were brothers and sisters. They carried food from hundreds of miles away to help him. The neighbors also sent I gave him some side dishes and solved his urgent need."
"Later, my grandfather's life finally got better. At that time, the Jiedu Envoy appreciated his poetic talent and hired him as a staff officer in the shogunate. He also applied for an official title from the court for him. So people called him. Later, in With the support of friends, we built several thatched cottages in the upper reaches of Huanhua Creek, which are the famous Du Fu Thatched Cottage."
"I have been wandering for half my life. Finally, all the hardships have finally come to an end." Hearing this, Yilu Mochen and I sighed at the same time.
"After all the hardships come happiness. It's..." Du Siye smiled bitterly and said: "At that time, my grandfather was over fifty and my grandmother was in her forties. They have been married for more than 20 years. In these 20 years, they have been together less and separated more, and my grandmother has taken care of them. She has many children, endured hardships, and suffered a lot of sins. Life has roughened her up a bit. She has long forgotten that she comes from a scholarly family, and she can also play chess, calligraphy, and painting."
A smile appeared on Du Siye's face. He said: "It is said that one day, my grandmother suddenly remembered that she had not touched the black and white chess pieces for many years. So she got interested, drew a chessboard on the paper, and talked to my grandfather about her feelings. My grandfather wrote it down. peaceful poems."
"Your grandfather must have been the happiest during this period." I was also immersed in the story: "Being away from the smoke for a while, the years are quiet. Such ordinary happiness filled with human affection is really too luxurious for him."
"Yes." The smile on Du Siye's face disappeared instantly: "The good times did not last long. Later Yan Wu fell ill and died in Chengdu. His grandfather had no shelter, so he had no choice but to continue wandering with his wife and children. At the age of fifty-nine, he I planned to go to Chenzhou to join my uncle. I passed through Leiyang and was trapped by the flood. I was hungry for nine days."
Du Siye said bitterly: "The local magistrate rescued him in a boat and entertained him with beef and liquor. It was rare for him to have a full meal. He let go of his stomach and died of fullness."
"What." I was shocked: "Du Fu actually died..."
"It should be... food poisoning or indigestion." Yilv Mochen analyzed it carefully than I did.
Du Siye didn't seem to hear what we said. He laughed at himself and said: "My grandmother was extremely sad. She sold her clothes and borrowed them from here and there before hastily burying my grandfather in Pingjiang. After my grandfather died, my grandmother was very worried. She was also overworked and soon became depressed. Pass away from this world.”
"Although it's not as earth-shattering as Lu You and Tang Wan'er, the decades of persistence are indeed moving." After listening to the long story, I sighed.
"It's painful to think about it. She was a very beautiful woman who married Du Fu at the age of nineteen. She didn't have a comfortable life for a few days before wandering around. She had no regrets and never left her. She accompanied her husband through all the ups and downs in his life. "This kind of virtue and care should be regarded as the most tender touch in Du Fu's poor career." Yilv Mochen looked up at me and then said: "Although there are too few such women in today's society, I am one of them." ."
I smiled bitterly. Damn it, do you think you have anything to do with me?
"My grandfather served the country and the people all his life, but he failed in his ambition. Especially in his later years, he lived in Jiangxi and suffered from poverty and illness. Before he died, he told my father:."
"I understand." Yilv Mochen nodded and said: "Du Fu died in a foreign country. In order to fulfill his last wish, you are going to take their bones back to the ancestral grave."
"Yes." Du Siye nodded and said, "After my grandparents died, our Du family got a little better after forty years of development. Some time ago, I often dreamed about my grandfather. One night, I just fell asleep and heard a sound of horse hooves. There was a noise. I opened the window and looked, but it was a white-bearded veteran riding a tall horse who came to the courtyard. He claimed to be the distant ancestor Du Yu."
"Before I understood what was going on, I saw my grandfather Du Fu and my grandmother Yang welcoming them out. The white-bearded veteran said, you and your wife have been living in a foreign country for a long time. I miss you very much. I made a special trip today. You go back with me. .It’s good for the whole family to be reunited." Du Siye said vividly: "I remember clearly at that time. My grandfather was overjoyed. My grandmother bowed and saluted. The veteran walked away."
"It's so magical..." Yixiu Mochen said blankly.
"When I woke up, I suddenly remembered my grandfather's last words. So I immediately called my family to discuss it. Finally, I decided to take my grandfather's bones to Yanshi's ancestral grave and bury him together with my grandmother." Du Siye finally said.
"I have a question." After he explained the whole story clearly, I frowned and said, "It stands to reason that transporting the bones is your own business. Why do you need someone to protect you?"
"You don't know anything." Du Siye hesitated for a moment and finally said: "I have said before that my grandfather was capable of martial arts throughout his life. But the world only knows about his academic achievements, but not his accomplishments in martial arts."
"Oh." I suddenly liked it and said excitedly: "Maybe old man Du Fu still has some skills left behind."
"It doesn't count. There is only "Du Fu's Book of Poems." Du Siye glanced at me and said seriously: "But you don't need to covet me. Once you successfully escort me to Yanshi, I will dedicate this book of poems to you with both hands. Miss Mochen, it has nothing to do with you."
"I'll wipe..." I grinned.
"Boss Yu Wang, what's that expression on your face?" Yilu Mochen chuckled and said, "When the task is completed, I will give you the poem book. Don't you owe me another favor?"
"It's best not to have Miss Mo Chen." Du Siye shook his head and said, "My grandfather is a righteous man, but he practices magic. Even if you give him poems and books, he won't be able to practice at all. Unless he is willing to give up magic and change his evil ways."
"It's impossible." It seems that I won't get any special reward for this mission. But Mo Chen can get Du Fu's poetry book. It's actually quite good: "Because the warriors in Jiangshan Continent know that you have this poetry book on you. So they That’s why I want to hunt you down.”
"Exactly." Du Siye didn't hide anything from me. He said: "I was careful all the way. But somehow, the news still leaked out. Today I went down the river. Several warriors appeared on the boat. They wanted me. Hand over the bones and poems and books. I did not obey."
"Well, then they didn't kill you." I felt very surprised.
"I was protected by my distant ancestors, so I escaped the disaster." Du Siye said with lingering fear: "Just when they were about to attack me, a whirlwind suddenly came from the river, making the sky dark and the water dark. The hull of the boat shook violently. The people on the boat were unsteady, and all the warriors were blown into the river. Just when they wanted to attack me in the water, the whirlwind swept me into the air again. After floating across the river, I became stable. It fell on the shore."
"Well, I can testify to this." Yilv Mochen said with a smile: "I wanted to level up tonight. When I saw Mr. Du being chased, I took care of those warriors and took him to the pink ground to rest. Then he wanted to ask me to escort him, so I came to find you."
"The warrior chasing Mr. Du is not a player, but an NPC." I said.
"Hey, how do you know?" Yixiu Mochen looked at me in surprise and asked.
"Because..." I pointed forward: "They came to the door again."
There are different opinions about Du Fu's death. Some say he died of illness. Some say he died of drowning. Some say he died of food poisoning. Some say he died of indigestion. The latter two theories are more believable. It's a pity that a generation of great men ate to death. The story of a whirlwind sending his bones to death is also true. Something happened.
