In front of the post station road in the west of Chang'an City, groups of people were sitting and lying on the ground. There were officials accompanying them, there were also solitary clerks, and there were also many people watching the excitement. Such a grand occasion of leaving Beijing to take office was also
It was only available when Wang Zhongsi, who was in charge of the four towns of Jiedu, went to Shuofang.
Someone in the crowd shouted: "He's coming! He's coming!"
The waiting officials, who were sitting on sheep's mats with copper stoves in their hands, stood up with a roar. The clerks, holding poems under their arms or holding wine cups in their hands, were running and crowding along the roadside, shouldering each other's shoulders and pushing each other. The scene
Fortunately, the soldiers of the Jinwu Guard maintained order, holding the pewter pole spears in their hands and pushing back hard.
"What are you pushing? I'm a seventh-grade Jingxian County Lieutenant!"
The Jinwu Guard soldier sneered: "Don't shout here. Who doesn't know that there are as many seventh- and eighth-grade officials in Chang'an City as there are dogs, and the low-grade officials are everywhere."
Most of the people lost their temper when Jin Wuwei showed his power. After all, the people standing in this section were all from the seventh or eighth grade and below, and there were even more scholars and subordinates in white robes. They did not dare to push forward.
, they can only push each other within a limited range.
Those who had occupied this place three days ago had their territory invaded by others, and started to yell and curse. Naturally, those who were wronged turned a deaf ear to it, and there were also those who felt at ease and could retort back; those who were somewhat ashamed, gave up their advantageous position in the front row, and did not
Let the first comer suffer too much.
The flags in front were bright, the crimson gate banners were swaying in the autumn wind, and the cavalry of the Jiedushi was slowly approaching the crowd of people seeing them off. Li Siye opened his mouth in surprise: "Didn't you say that all the officials were seeing each other off? Why are there so many people?"
Du Fu explained to him a little shyly from behind: "The sage decreed that all officials should see each other off, but he did not allow other people to come to see him off spontaneously. Most of them were frustrated junior officials in Chang'an City, with great ambitions.
Ye Shiwen came to try his luck with you."
"Oh," Li Siye nodded suddenly, and then ordered the lead team ahead to wait: "Don't stop ahead, wait until you reach the post station before stopping."
Du Fu's expression was a little stern, as if he had something to say to Li Siye, but he found that the occasion was not suitable for saying such words, so he could only lower his head slightly and hold the horse's rein before moving forward.
The officials who were looking forward to it opened their mouths. Some people had already raised the poem scroll above their heads, and some people hurriedly poured the wine from the wine bottle into the wine bowl in their right hand. In the process, it was still crowded and some of it spilled on the ground.
However, they watched helplessly as the queue passed by the beginning of the farewell procession without any intention of stopping. There was no pause in the middle of the procession. Even the entourage of the Jiedushi envoy passed in front of them and looked at them indifferently.
Ahead, not even the peripheral vision glanced over.
Zhang Kang, whose face was blue and blue from the cold, stood in the crowd with his hands and feet curled up, carefully holding the poems lent to him by Du Fu under his arm. His face gradually turned gray with disappointment, and his eyes suddenly lit up as he saw the team.
A familiar figure riding a maroon horse in the middle.
He rubbed his eyes vigorously, and when he opened them he was overjoyed. He was right! Du Zimei actually found Dr. Li's way. He was so good at pretending that he pretended to walk away, but in fact he built a plank road and secretly visited Chencang. This
It’s a great set of tricks!
He stretched out his arms and shouted loudly: "Du Zimei! Zimei!"
Du Fu heard the sound and weighed it in his mind for a moment. If he turned a deaf ear to it, it would be unacceptable in his conscience. He turned his head and raised his arm slightly to signal.
"Sure enough, it's you!" Zhang Kang kicked his worn-out straw shoes and squeezed forward through the crowd, waving constantly: "Zimei! Zimei!"
The servants of the junior officials wearing sheepskin coats also widened their eyes in astonishment and murmured: "From a chicken to a phoenix in two nights, this change must be too big."
What he may not know is that Du Fu was originally a second-generation official. He was born into the Du family in Jingzhao Prefecture. He was the thirteenth grandson of Du Yu, the famous general of the Jin Dynasty. He was a truly famous queen. You must know that in ancient times when classes were solidified, poor people
It is impossible for a young man to be full of poems and books in his twenties.
Du Fu secretly thought that he shouldn't be so heartless to his friend, and maybe he should ask the doctor to stop the queue for a while. But just as he opened his throat and before he could make a sound, Yan Xiaosi beside him lightly patted his shoulder, asking him to give up the idea.
Thoughts. He had no choice but to bite the bullet and look away, but his face became even more ashamed.
Yan Xiaosi glanced at him sideways and couldn't help but laugh in a low voice: "How can Mr. Du become an official if he is so thin-skinned? Ignore unnecessary favors, otherwise you will be trapped."
Zhang Kang ran to the edge of the queue of petty officials and was stopped by two Jinwu guards. He couldn't help shouting: "Du Zimei, you bastard! You don't recognize your friends after you have climbed up to a high official!"
Du Fu closed his eyes tightly and muttered silently: "Friendship is wasted too much, weigh the pros and cons, don't fall into high aspirations, forget the people of the past. Brother Zhang Kang, I'm sorry."
Jiedu made the queue go forward, and the round-necked robes of the farewell team all changed colors, from dark green to light crimson and then to crimson. The deepening of the light crimson color was all above the fifth grade. These people are the true meaning of the imperial edict.
Hundreds of officials. At this time, Li Siye raised his hand and said: "Slow down."
He did not dismount, but rode his horse to the front of the team, and saluted the officials on both sides from the horse: "Li Siye is very grateful to all my colleagues for taking the time to see me off despite their busy schedules."
The officials also responded with polite words: "Doctor Li has made great contributions to the country and is indeed a role model for our generation. Farewell is a necessary etiquette."
Someone from behind echoed: "Yes, yes."
Filtering out these useless conversations, Li Siye walked forward slowly on his horse with a smile on his face and polite hands. The inn was already in front of him.
The large post houses around the capital are complexes of buildings covering an area of dozens of acres. They have pavilions and corridors, as well as two floors for accommodation. There are open pergolas set up outside the post walls, with long tables and huts placed on them.
There were drinks and fruits on the table, and officials in purple robes could sit under the pergola and wait leisurely for the guests to arrive.
Li Siye then stood up and dismounted, and the ministers who were sitting on the bed stood up one after another and raised their hands to Li Siye to congratulate him: "Congratulations to Dr. Li for conferring the title of Zhuguo and opening the mansion with the third division."
"British Sir, we are being polite here."
Li Siye agreed to return the salute, and the entourage behind him had already dismounted and followed him with arms folded in return. The entourage of these officials brought the wine jar, and they personally filled the wine cup. Li Siye naturally wanted to thank him for the drink, and
Everyone has to drink.
However, with the degree of Tang wine, even the gentleman's sake in the wine would not easily intoxicate him. After drinking one cup after another, he finally came to the master of this farewell party, Yang Guozhong.
Yang Guozhong is still just a minister, but he has the momentum to approach the prime minister. Even the left prime minister Chen Xilie has to toast in front of him. After Li Siye returned the wine cup to Chen, Yang Guozhong held a large white porcelain bowl in his hand and handed it to him with both hands.
In front of Li Siye, he said with a smile: "The British prince and I are brothers. Naturally, we cannot drink from a small cup like other people do. Of course, we must give each other a big bowl."
This guy is quite original. Does he want to make a fool of himself, or does he want to embarrass him? However, the relationship between the two of them is currently harmonious, and Li Siye believes that he just wants to show his specialness and has no malice.
"Brother Yang is so kind, I'll do it." Li Siye picked up the wine cup and drank it all in one gulp.
Yang Guozhong took another long box from his entourage and pulled it open. Inside was a sword with an ebony scabbard and gold patterns. He handed it to Li Siye with both hands and said with a smile: "I hope brother can manage Qixi carefully, defend the territory and kill the enemy."
, always victorious and undefeated.”
"Then let me lend you a good word." Li Siye pulled out half of the knife. The pattern on the knife was like frost. He inserted the knife into the sheath, took off the knife from his waist, put it in the box and handed it to Yan Xiaosi.
Hang the knife at your waist.
Yang Guozhong was very happy and said, "It's a long journey, so please take care of yourself."
He turned around and came to the side of his mount. He pulled the reins and was about to step on the stirrups when he heard a muddy voice behind him: "Please stay, Sir."
Li Siye turned around and looked back. Yang Guozhong also looked back in astonishment and saw a carved pallet truck driving out from the inn.