Chapter 637 Du Zimei enters the curtain as a guest
Du Fu stood upright and turned his body slightly to block Tong Diao Dou behind him, as if to cover up his predicament.
"I am exactly that."
Yan Xiaosi walked in with a knife in his hand and looked at the dilapidated house 360 degrees, but there was no information in his eyes.
"My doctor appreciates you and asked me to take you to Anxiliu's backyard. Pack up and follow me."
Du Fu was secretly frightened, crossed his hands and asked, "I wonder who your doctor is..."
Yan Xiao raised his four-pointed hand to the west and said, "My doctor is the military envoy of Beiting in Anhui Province, the interview envoy of Longyou Road, the envoy of recruiting soldiers, the envoy of mass herding, and the third division of Kaifu Yitong. He is also the British Gong Li Siye."
It stands to reason that Du Fu should be overjoyed at this moment, but he had the restraint and prudence of a scholar, so he just bowed to Yan Xiaosi and said: "Can you please let me cook the rice first to fill my stomach?"
The scholars Yan Xiaosi knew all had weird tempers, so he let him go, waved his hand and said, "Okay, I'll wait for you outside."
Du Fu looked down at the rice vat, poured all the corn into the bucket, and then used a ladle to scoop water into the bucket. He put the bucket on the stove, stuffed the firewood into the stove, and lit the fire.
, the bright red flame reflected his face.
He squatted on the ground and used a wooden spoon to scoop the porridge out of the pot into two large bowls. He walked out of the door with one of the bowls and handed it to Yan Xiaosi with both hands: "General, please use some porridge."
Yan Xiaosi smiled: "Thank you for the hospitality, Mr. Du, but I just had breakfast, so I don't need it."
Du Fu returned with the porridge, scraped the bottom of the bowl with his chopsticks and ate a bowl. He felt 70% full, and ate half the bowl that was served to Yan Xiaosi. He secretly thought that once he followed Li Siye, he might have to
He left Chang'an directly for Qixi, with no chance of coming back. It would be a pity if the remaining rice would rot. He directly found a piece of hemp cloth, put the rice balls on it, and tied it up with hemp fiber, so that he could squeeze it from the inside when carrying it with him.
The moisture is released and the rice balls are retained.
He patted his full belly, walked out and said to Yan Xiaosi: "General, you can leave now."
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The two of them were walking on the streets of Chang'an City. Yan Xiaosi was striding forward with a knife in his hand, and Du Fu was following behind. He was thinking about the unsolved doubts in his mind. How did Li Siye know that he, a small official in the Jixian Academy, was, after all,
The gap in status was too big, and neither class could come into contact with it. Even if there were such signs, it was impossible for him to not notice it at all.
He couldn't help but ask: "Excuse me, General Yan, why does your doctor appreciate me? How does he know about me?"
Yan Xiaosi looked back at him in surprise and asked, "You don't know?"
"How can I know?"
"Oh," Yan Xiaosi raised his eyelids and said truthfully: "A few days ago, the sage ordered the Hanlin Academy, Hongwen Hall, and Jixian Academy to write congratulatory poems for Dr. Li who returned from the expedition. Mr. Du should also respond.
I wrote a poem with an inscription. This poem was mixed with other poems and sent to Xingqing Palace. The sage asked Wu Daozi, many painters, to paint portraits of the doctor and also choose a poem to inscribe on the painting. The doctor chose you.
The one I wrote also appreciated your talent and decided to take you to Qixi with me."
Only then did Du Fu feel at ease in his heart, and he said to Yan Xiao's four-pointed hand: "Thank you, general, for your advice, and thank you, doctor, for your appreciation."
"Yeah," Yan Xiaosi nodded proudly. He had always had a good impression of literati, but he didn't know the difference between them.
They arrived at Anxiliu's backyard in Pingkangfang. As soon as they entered the door, they could see a busy scene in the courtyard. Soldiers were washing horse manes and repairing saddles, bridles and other riding equipment. Everyone was in a hurry. After seeing Yan Xiaosi,
Crossing his hands respectfully, Yan Xiaosi just responded with a hum from his throat.
Yan Xiaosi took him to a partition room in a side room, pointed to the bedding on the floor and the bamboo baskets in the corner and said, "You will stay here for two nights today and tomorrow. We will leave the day after tomorrow."
Du Fu was a little stunned, thinking that he would be able to see Dr. Li today.
Yan Xiaosi did not have the delicate thoughts to take into account the thoughts of a delicate scholar, so he just hugged him with a fist, turned around and walked out the door.
Du Fu's tense nerves relaxed and he looked around at this temporary shelter. He imagined in his mind what kind of job Li Siye would give him in Qixi. Anyway, no matter what he did, it would be better than staying in the capital as a scribe.
He stretched longly, pushed open the next door and walked out. Facing the mist that was about to be dispersed by the sun, he excitedly recited: "Thirteen years of riding a donkey, traveling in the spring of Beijing, and paying a visit to rich children."
Door, I will follow Fei Machen at dusk. Farewell Chang'an, from now on, I will leave this place."
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At dawn on the third day, when the long night was at its darkest, the lights in Anxiliu's backyard were brightly lit for a moment, and then the horses neighed and the sound of the soldiers' footsteps echoed in the yard.
The door of Du Fu's room only received a tap: "Wake up! Get ready to go."
In fact, he did not sleep well that night. Anyone who is about to travel far will encounter this mood the day before the trip. The anticipation of the unknown journey, this novelty made him energetic and unable to fall asleep.
He put the package he had packed on his back, stood in front of the door and opened the partition, and the dots of torches in the yard were reflected in his eyes.
Yan Xiaosi glanced at him unexpectedly while riding on the horse, and said: "It was tidied up very quickly. Come, prepare a horse for this Duke Du."
Soon a maroon horse was pulled in front of him, and the soldier leading the horse asked him: "Can you ride it?"
"Yes, as long as it's not violent."
"This is a docile big food horse."
Du Fu rode up in stirrups, and followed many soldiers on horseback and holding flags to the streets. These people began to reorganize their teams. There were crimson flags at the beginning and the end of the team, and there were four flags of different colors to distinguish between war and war.
Command different types of troops.
After the queue was integrated, the scattered scene turned into a few neatly arranged torches, but Du Fu didn't know how to blend into the queue. No matter where he stood on his horse, he looked extremely awkward.
Yan Xiaosi turned around from the team, waved to Du Fu and said, "Du Zimei, your horse is following my horse."
At this time, the bell on the Tianbian Danfeng Gate finally rang, and street drums were beaten in all streets in Chang'an City. The gate of Pingkangfang was also opened with a creak, and the people waiting in front of the gate were like
The birds, whose natures were liberated, ran out in a swarm.
"Let's go!" After Yan Xiaosi shouted the order, the cavalry of 200 people left Pingkangfang and walked along the side street to Duting Station in Tonghuafang in front of the imperial city gate.
The soldiers took out their swords and guns from Dutingyi's warehouse and stood in the cold wind of early winter, waiting for the belated arrival of Jiedushi.
Li Siye arrived on a white horse, and the originally bustling queue suddenly fell silent. He was wearing a purple robe, with a black cloak behind him. Following him were Duan Xiushi and his maid Daorou. Behind them were the tooth soldiers carrying six silk ribbons.
Yuhou and Hengchui troops lined up on both sides.
Yan Xiaosi came to him with Du Fu. He crossed his hands on the horse and said, "This is the Du Fu and Du Zimei you mentioned, doctor. I have invited you here."
Du Fu hurriedly wanted to get off his horse and greet him, but Li Siye raised his hand to stop him: "The schedule is tight, so there is no need to be polite. Yan Xiaosi and Du Zimei are following me."
"Set off."
Anxi Jiedushi's all-colored maroon cavalry walked along the Jinguangmen Cross Street toward the outside of the city. At this time, the sky was already filled with red clouds. The city gate man lowered his head and looked down. Looking at the solemn and orderly formation of Anxi soldiers, he couldn't help but feel low.
He praised: "I am used to seeing the queues of Jiedushi envoys entering and exiting the capital at the city gate. The tooth soldiers belonging to Anxi Jiedushi are very energetic. This is really a chilling atmosphere."