Chapter 101: The Remains of the Ministry of Industry
"Xia Mochen, is this the helper you invited?" The np was dressed as a scholar, with a box wrapped in gray cloth behind his back. It looked like it should be Du Fu's ashes.
"Yes." Yilv Mochen smiled at the np and said, "He is the number one master in Jiangshan Continent. With him personally escorting you, I guarantee that you will have a safe journey!"
"But he has too much murderous intent." The np looked at me and said, "I can't accept it!"
"I'm here even though I'm here. I'm afraid it's not up to you whether you accept it or not." I'm in red status, so it's normal for the NPC to have a bad attitude towards me: "It's okay if you don't accept it, then I'll kill you here and then grab it." Just deliver the box behind you to Yanshi in person!"
With that said, I pulled out the Soul Knife Ghost Hand with a clang, and sneered: "Anyway, I have killed tens of thousands of people, and I won't miss you!" [
"How dare you." The np's face suddenly changed: "Sure enough, you also covet the bones of my grandfather!"
"Nonsense, I have no interest in that skeleton. I just want to help you." I hummed: "But you also know the rules of Jiangshan Continent. If we do things for you, you must reward us!"
"Mr. Du, this friend of mine is not easy to talk to. If you don't agree, he might really kill you." Yilv Mochen smiled slightly and spoke for me.
"Xia Mo Chen, what you are doing is no different from bandits." This NPC was rather pedantic and argued with reason.
"You can say whatever you want. If you don't agree, you'll die." I activated a burst of energy, and the edge of the soul knife's ghost hand cut through the void, and suddenly struck the npc's head.
"Halo, you really do it." Seeing that I really had murderous intentions, Yilu Mochen muttered something, then stood elegantly in front of the np with his graceful body, and raised the dagger in his hand. Take a defensive stance: "defensive stance!"
"Clang!"
"150426!"
Maybe a wisp of Mo Chen would make a sudden move. I wanted to take back the move but it was too late. There was a loud clash of weapons in my ears. The girl was slashed away by my sword. A huge damage of more than 150,000 points flew above her head. The blade almost touched the npc's cheek, and a lock of black hair danced in the wind.
"I'll go... I'm at a higher level than you, but I can't defend myself against your normal attacks." Seeing that one-third of her energy and blood had been wiped out, the girl asked in surprise.
"When I first entered the game and accepted missions, I was demoted and gained some attribute points. My attack power was higher than that of normally upgraded players." I glanced at Yilu Mochen and explained calmly.
"Hey, it seems that there is still a gap." Yilu Mochen sighed slightly, and then said to the NPC without saying anything: "Mr. Du, you have seen it. If I become a self-made demon and want to kill you, I will There is no way to stop him, well, if you agree to let him protect me, I will follow you, if you don’t agree, then I will leave first!"
At this time, the np's face was pale. If Mo Chen hadn't stopped him, he would have been a dead body. He gritted his teeth slightly, and the np finally nodded and said: "Okay, I agree to your request, but there are many obstacles along the way. , you must absolutely ensure my safety!"
bite.
System prompts: Do you accept the task [Remains of the Ministry of Industry]?
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"Heh, if I had said this earlier, I would have made my brother angry." I put away the long knife and clicked accept.
bite.
System prompt: Congratulations on successfully accepting the seventh turn of the series of quests [Nine Turns of Leaving Hatred] [Remains of the Ministry of Industry].[
Mission requirements: Escort Du Fu’s grandson Du Siye to Yanshi.
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"Boss Yu Wang, how are you?" After all, we were in the same team, so Yilian Mochen couldn't hear the system prompt: "Is this the mission of Nine Transformations and Leaving Hate?"
"Yeah." I nodded.
"Great." Yilv Mochen said excitedly: "You owe me a favor this time, how do you plan to repay me!"
"It's true that I owe it." I said shrugging: "You tell me, except for letting me pledge my body to you, anything will do!"
A wisp of Mochen: "..."
"The Heroine Mo Chen." Du Fu's grandson, np Du Siye looked at a wisp of Mo Chen and said, "I have agreed now, can we set off!"
"Of course." Yilv Mochen agreed cheerfully. We protected Du Siye on the left and right in the middle and walked slowly and slowly towards Yanshi Map.
"Mr. Du, can I ask you?" As he walked, a wisp of Mo Chen asked: "Don't they all say "bury in peace"? Since my grandfather has turned into a pile of withered bones, why do you have to travel thousands of miles?
Send him all the way to Yanshi!"
"The Heroine Mo Chen doesn't know something." Du Siye obviously had a lot of affection for Mochen. Hearing this, he said, "This matter starts with my grandmother. I'm afraid the Heroine Mo Chen will listen patiently!"
"It's a relationship." Yilu Mochen said in a so-called way: "Anyway, this road will take a long time. It's idle to be idle, so tell me!"
"If you are interested, let me tell you." Du Siye said as he walked: "My grandfather was named Zimei, and he called himself Shaoling Ye Lao. He cared about the security of the country and the people's suffering throughout his life. He was admired by scholars of all generations. I believe that Mochennu
Xia should know [Wang Anshi]!"
"I've heard of it." Yilu Mochen replied smoothly.
"Wang Anshi is also a literary giant of the generation. He once said to my grandfather's portrait, 'There are few people with a public heart, and they are willing to follow the public until they die.'" Du Siye said without pride.
"Well, what do you mean by that?" Yixiu Mochen deliberately turned his head to look at me and asked.
"It's very simple. It means that Wang Anshi thinks Du Fu is very good and hopes that he can come back to life. He will be Du Fu's little brother." I said.
"Why do such touching words change the taste in your mouth?" Yilu Mochen hummed.
"Perhaps your Excellency thinks that my grandfather's achievements are mediocre and not in his eyes." Du Siye seemed to be unhappy with me and snorted coldly: "If Wang Anshi's evaluation is not enough, what about Zhu Xi's evaluation? He criticized
The characters are very demanding. In the thousands of years of history, there are only five people who are qualified: Zhuge Liang, Yan Zhenqing, Han Yu, Fan Zhongyan and my grandfather. Among them, my grandfather is the only one who has made great achievements in politics!"
"I also said that your grandfather is not great, why are you explaining so much?" I am also very depressed, damn, didn't I just want to kill you, why are you so vindictive?
As if to mediate the atmosphere between us, Yilu Mochen interjected: "Mr. Du, as far as I know, my grandfather Ling's poetry was exquisite and had a profound influence. He was revered as the Saint of Poetry by later generations, but some people also said that he was the Saint of Love.
, what’s going on!”
"Don't worry, Miss Mo Chen, this is what I want to say." Du Siye said with a look of reminiscence: "I won't talk about my grandfather's concern for the country and the people, but only his lifelong loyalty to his wife. [Love Saint]
】 Two words, he deserves to be ashamed. I believe you should also know that among poets of all ages, the frequency of the word "wife" in my grandfather's poems is the highest!" [
Du Siye paused and said: "In their time, [the husband is the guide for the wife], Confucius and Mencius both divorced their wives. Generally, literati were influenced by Confucianism and felt that it was a matter of face to value their wives too much.
Even though he loves his wife very much in his heart, he dare not write it directly into the poem, with the exception of my grandfather. Also, my grandfather only loved my grandmother in his life, which is also very commendable!"
"Ahem, I will only love your grandmother for the rest of my life. I don't think it's what you said." I couldn't help but say after hearing this guy bragging.
"This is the truth, why don't you believe it?" Du Siye asked unhappily.
"Why do you think I can believe it? As the saying goes, people who are not romantic are only poor. Living in the age of three wives and four concubines, it is because of money that he does not have a concubine or several wives." I am righteous.
He said righteously: "As far as I know, Du Fu has been in poverty all his life. Where can he find money to find a wife?"
"Humph, I thought you had some great ideas, but it turned out to be just nonsense." Du Siye rolled his eyes at me with disdain and said, "Did you know that my grandfather was born in a family of officials, and his ancestor was a famous general in the Three Kingdoms [Du Yu]
, Grandfather Du Shenyan was a famous poet during the time of Wu Zetian, his father served successively as Sima of Yanzhou and Magistrate of Fengtian County, and his mother came from the Cui family of Qinghe, a famous family at that time. Every generation had people serving as officials in the court, and their lives were extremely prominent!"
"I wipe..." I was really surprised this time. It seemed like it had been introduced in history books before.
"Hmph, my grandfather wrote poems at the age of seven, wrote essays at the age of nine, and became famous in the countryside at the age of fifteen. In addition, there are rumors that my grandfather has the power to tie a chicken with his hands, but this is not true at all. He loved martial arts very much, and he was very good at fencing, horseback riding, and archery.
Xi Jinping once personally said that [Drinking and fencing with swords, the dragon roars] is such a heroic feeling!"
The more Du Siye talked, the more excited he became: "With this kind of background, this kind of talent, and this kind of ability, if he wanted to, it wouldn't matter if he had three wives and four concubines. The reason why my grandfather was alone was because he had lofty ambitions and was not loved by his children.
At the age of twenty-five, he climbed Mount Tai and proudly recited the sentence "I will be at the top of the mountain and see all the small mountains at a glance." You can do it!"
"I..." Du Siye's every word was ringing, and I felt ashamed of my knowledge: "I was just expressing my opinion casually, but you are so excited that I'm so excited!"
"Humph." Du Siye snorted coldly and calmed down for a long time before continuing: "It wasn't until he was thirty years old that my grandfather married his nineteen-year-old grandmother Yang in Luoyang. After the marriage, they respected each other as guests and lived happily. I don't know.
How many people have envied you!"
"That's it." Du Siye's narration made me and Yilv Mochen understand many unknown stories. I didn't speak again, but Yilv Mochen asked: "What happens next!"
"Later, the Anshi Rebellion that shocked the world broke out. With a passion to serve the country, my grandfather settled my grandmother and children in the state, and then went to seek refuge with Su Zong. Unfortunately, he was captured by the rebels. After that, my grandparents began a painful life.
, Year after year of hunger, my grandmother became haggard and thin, but in the eyes of my grandfather, my grandmother was still as beautiful as when she was newlywed, and my grandfather has been deeply devoted to her throughout his life!"
Yilv Mochen and I looked at each other, both of us were silent.
