Chapter 101 The remains of the Ministry of Industry

"Mochen Woman, is this the helper you invited?" NPC dressed as a scholar and wrapped a box with a gray cloth on his back. It seems that it should be Du Fu's ashes.

"Yes." A wisp of Mochen smiled at the NPC and said, "He is the best master in the mainland. With his personal escort, I guarantee that you will have a safe journey."

"But he is too murderous." NPC looked at me and said, "I can't accept it."

"I'm here. I'm afraid it's not up to you whether you accept it or not." I'm in the state of a red name, and it's normal for 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 the box behind you and send it to Yanshi in person."

With that, I pulled out the soul knife and ghost hand with a sonorous voice and sneered, "Anyway, I have killed tens of thousands of people, and I don't need one of you."

"How dare you." NPC's face suddenly changed: "Sure enough, you also coveted my grandfather's bones."

"Bullshit, I'm not interested in that pair of bones. I just want to help you." I hummed, "But you also know the rules of the mainland. If we do things for you, you will be rewarded."

"Mr. Du, my friend is not very talkative. If you don't agree, he will really kill you." A wisp of Mochen smiled and said for me,

"Mochen Woman, what's the difference between you and the robbers?" This NPC is relatively pedantic, and it is reasonable to strive for it.

"Whatever you say, die if you don't agree." I urged a kind of true spirit, and the sharpness of the soul knife and ghost hand cut through the void and suddenly fell on the NPC's head.

"Dizzy, you really did it." A wisp of Mochen saw that I was really murderous. After muttering, his graceful body elegantly stood in front of the NPC, raised the dagger in his hand and put on a defensive posture: "Defensive style."

"The sonorous."

"150426."

It's as good as a wisp of Mochen will suddenly move. I want to recruit, but it's too late. There is a loud sound of weapons in my ear. The little girl was cut off by me, and a huge damage of more than 150,000 points flew on the top of her head. The blade almost passed against the NPC's cheek, and a pinch of black hair danced in the wind.

"I'll go... I'm at a higher level than you, and I can't prevent your ordinary attack." Seeing that one-third of her qi and blood had been extinguished, the little girl asked in surprise,

"At the beginning, when I entered the game, I got some attribute points by receiving tasks and being downgraded, and the attack power was higher than that of normal upgrade players." I took a look at a wisp of stranger and explained faintly,

"Well, it seems that there is still a gap." A wisp of Mochen sighed slightly, and then said nothing more. He said to the NPC, "Mr. Du, you can see that if I become a demon and want to kill you, I can't stop it at all. Well, if you promise to let him protect me, I will follow you. If you don't agree, I will go first."

At this time, NPC's face was pale. If it hadn't been for Mochen's stop, he was really a dead body. He gritted his teeth slightly. NPC finally nodded and said, "Okay, I agree to your request, but there are many obstacles along the way. You must absolutely ensure my safety."

Ding,

System Tip: Do you accept the task [Remains of the Ministry of Industry],

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"Oh, just say this earlier. You have to make me angry." I put away the long knife and clicked to accept,

Ding,

System Tip: Congratulations on successfully receiving the seventh turn of the [Remains of the Ministry of Industry] in the series of [Nine Turns of Hates] series,

Task requirements: Escort Du Fu's grandson Du Siye to Yanshi,

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"Boss Yu Wang, how's it going?" After all, I'm not in the same team. A wisp of Mochen can't hear the system prompt: "Is it a nine-turn and hate task?"

"Hmm." I nodded,

"That's great." A wisp of Mochen said excitedly, "Do you owe me a favor this time? How are you going to pay me back?"

"I do owe it." I shrugged my shoulders indifferently: "Tell me, you can do anything except let me marry you."

A wisp of dust: "..."

"Mochen Woman." Du Fu's grandson, NPC Du Siye looked at a wisp of dust and said, "I have promised now, can we go?"

"Of course." A wisp of Mochen answered happily. We protected Du Siye in the middle left and right, and walked to the map of Yanshi slowly.

"Mr. Du, can I ask you?" As he walked, a wisp of Mochen asked, "Isn't it all said that [entering the earth is safe]? Since your grandfather has turned into a pile of dead bones, why do you send him all the way to Yanshi?"

"I don't know anything about the strange woman." Du Siye obviously had a good impression on a wisp of Mochen. Hearing this, he said, "This matter should start with my grandmother. I'm afraid the Mochen heroine has no patience to listen to it."

"It doesn't matter." A wisp of Mochen said indifferently, "Anyway, this road will take a long time. I'm idle. Let's talk about it."

"If you are interested, I'll talk about it." Du Siye walked and said, "My grandfather's name is Zimei, and he is called Shaoling Yelao. He has been thinking about the safety of the country all his life, pays attention to the hardships of people's livelihood, and admires all generations of scholars. I believe that the Mochen heroine should know [Wang Anshi]."

"I've heard of it." A wisp of Mochen agreed,

"Wang Anshi is also a generation of literary giants. He once said to my grandfather's portrait, [Only the heart of the public is also small, and I am willing to travel from it]." Du Siye said proudly,

"Ouch, what does this mean?" A wisp of Mochen deliberately turned his head and looked at me, and there was nothing to say,

"It's very simple, that is to say, Wang Anshi thinks Du Fu is very awesome and hopes that he can come back to life. He will be Du Fu's younger brother." I said,

"Why do you change the taste of such touching words in your mouth?" A wisp of Mochen hummed,

"Maybe this gentleman thinks that my grandfather's achievements are not in his eyes." Du Siye seemed to be very unhappy and snorted coldly, "If Wang Anshi's evaluation is not enough, what about Zhu Xi's evaluation? His evaluation of the characters is very harsh. There are only five people in thousands of years of history: Zhuge Liang, Yan Zhenqing, Han Yu, Fan Zhongyan and my grandfather. Among them, my grandfather is the only one who has not made much political achievements. People."

"I didn't say that your grandfather was not good. Why did you explain so much?" I'm also very depressed. Isn't it just that I wanted to kill you just now? Do you have such a grudge?

A wisp of Mochen seemed to mediate the atmosphere between us and interrupted, "Mr. Du, as far as I know, my grandfather's poetry is exquisite and far-reaching influence. He is called the poet by later generations, but some people say that he is a love saint. What's going on?"

"Don't worry, Mochen Woman, that's what I want to say." Du Siye said with a memory: "Not to mention that my grandfather was worried about the country and the people, but only said that he was loyal to his wife all his life. He deserved the word [Love Saint]. I believe you should also know that among the poets of all dynasties, the word [wife] appears the most frequently in my grandfather's poems."

Du Siye paused and said, "At their time, Confucius and Mencius had a divorce from their wives. Generally, literati were influenced by Confucianism and felt that it was a shameless thing to value their wives too much. Even if they loved their wives in the bottom of their hearts, they did not dare to write directly into the poem. Only my ancestors My father is the exception. In addition, my grandfather has only loved my grandmother all his life, which is also very valuable.

"Cough, I only love your grandmother all my life. I don't think that's what you said." Listening to this guy's bragging, I couldn't help saying,

"This is the truth. Why don't you believe it?" Du Siye asked unhappily,

"How can I believe it? As the saying goes, people are not romantic just for the poor. Living in the era of three wives and four concubines, he doesn't get a concubine or a few little wives because he doesn't have money." I said righteously, "As far as I know, Du Fu has been poor all his life. How can he afford to find a little wife?"

"Well, I thought you had any opinions. It was just nonsense." Du Siye glanced at me disdainfully and said, "Do you know that my grandfather was born in a family of official eunuchs, and his ancestors were famous generals of the Three Kingdoms [Du Yu]. His grandfather Du Shenyan was a famous poet in Wu Zetian. His father was successively appointed as the magistrate of Sima and Fengtian County, Yanzhou. His mother came from the Qinghe Cui family, a famous family at that time. Every generation has people in the court. Official, life is extremely illustrious.

"I'll wipe..." I'm really surprised this time. It seems that it hasn't been introduced in previous history books.

"Well, my grandfather exported poetry at the age of seven, and wrote books at the age of nine, and became famous in his hometown at the age of fifteen. In addition, it is rumored that my grandfather has no power to bind chickens. In fact, it is not at all. He likes martial arts very much. He is good at fencing, riding and archery. He once said in person how heroic it is."

The more Du Siye said, the more excited he became: "This kind of origin, this kind of talent, this kind of ability, if he wants to talk about three wives and four concubines, so my grandfather is alone, just because his ambition is high, he is not hindered by his children's love. At the age of 25, he climbed Mount Tai and chanted with great pride. At a glance, you can see such a sentence.

"I..." Every word of Du Siye was loud, and I was ashamed of my ignorance: "I'm just expressing my opinion casually. You are so excited."

"Hmm." Du Siye snorted coldly and continued for a long time, "It was not until he was thirty years old that my grandfather married his 19-year-old grandmother Yang in Luoyang. After marriage, they respected each other and were happy. I don't know how many people they envied."

"That's how it is." Du Siye's story made me and a wisp of Mochen know a lot of unknown stories. I didn't say anything more, but a wisp Mochen asked, "What about the future?"

"The Anshi Rebellion, which later shocked the world, broke out. With a cavity of enthusiasm for reporting to the country, my grandfather went to Suzong by himself after he settled his grandmother and his children in Pozhou. Unfortunately, he was captured by the rebels. After that, my grandfather and grandmother began to live a painful life. After years of hunger, my grandmother became haggard and thin, but in me In my grandfather's eyes, my grandmother is still as beautiful as the newlyweds, and my grandfather has been deeply in love with her all his life.

A wisp of Mochen and I looked at each other and didn't say anything.