Du Fu's eyes lit up, and he threw the half-eaten dough cake on the clay pot on the table, and said excitedly to Yang: "It's Brother Wei's voice." ”

Unexpectedly, Wei Ji came to visit overnight, and Du Fu couldn't help but feel a burst of apologies in his heart, he had blamed Wei Ji before.

Yang saw her husband smile and smiled, and she was relieved a lot, maybe he didn't have much physical and mental suffering today, and he didn't know.

Du Fu went out to greet him, and the person who knocked on the door outside was indeed Wei Ji.

"Brother Zimei's house is so good that he didn't touch the wrong door. ”

As soon as they met, Wei Ji was very enthusiastic, the door was nailed together by several wooden boards, and the gap was very large, and the two of them could already look at each other through the door.

Du Fu smiled heartily, and his subordinates sped up to open the door.

"I didn't expect Brother Wei to visit overnight, and the family was not prepared at all, so please come in. ”

Wei Ji flashed to the side, waved his hand again, and immediately a slave appeared in front of the ruined gate with a carriage. Looking back, there were a number of carts and pack horses. Du Fu was stunned, and he couldn't figure out what Wei Ji's intention was. Although his old friends have always given generous gifts, after all, it is a sum of ten gold and one hundred yuan, and such a battle as it is now is unprecedented.

"Brother Wei, is this?"

"Although the younger brother knows that Zimei is not doing well recently, he doesn't know the truth very well, and when I saw it today, I learned that Brother Zimei was so stuck, and it was too late, so don't blame it. ”

Wei Ji's words were extremely sincere, which made Du Fu couldn't help but be greatly moved, the world has always been the icing on the cake, but there are very few people who seem to be sending charcoal in the snow.

It is true that Du Fu had also doubted Wei Ji's motives in a flash, but he immediately realized that he had no backing, no status, and could be described as poor and white, and had nothing, what could Wei Ji get from him? After all, he was ridiculed by Wei Ji's family slaves in the Wei Mansion in Pingkangfang during the day, and he couldn't help but feel a little guilty in his heart.

However, when Du Fu saw Wei Ji's self-confession, he suddenly became embarrassed, and people treated each other sincerely, how could he actually spend the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain?

The light of the torch flickered, and the color of Du Fu's face changed several times, all of which were obscured by the flickering light and shadow.

"These are all living utensils, not worth a few dollars, but they are just picked up together, saving Brother Zimei trouble. ”

Du Fu sighed secretly, it was still Wei Ji's thoughtfulness.

At this time, the Yang family also went out to greet him, blaming Du Fu for only letting the guests stand outside and not allowing them to enter the house.

Du Fu slapped his forehead and suddenly apologized.

"It's still Madame's thoughts. ”

So, the husband and wife led Wei Ji into the hall. It's just that after entering the hall, even though Wei Ji was mentally prepared, he frowned.

But I saw that a little bit of the room was like a soybean oil lamp flickering on and off, the four walls were black as if they had not been cleaned for many years, the mouth and nose were still faintly filled with the smell of mildew and dampness, and there was a clay pot on the desk in the middle, and there was a half-eaten cake in it. He knew that Du Fu's situation was not very good, but he didn't expect to end up in such a field. However, he remembered that Du Fu's youngest son died of starvation in Tianshui last year. In comparison, even if it is difficult now, it is much better than before, at least there are bread to eat.

Looking at Du Fu next to him, he has just passed this year, and he is already old. Thinking of Du Zimei twenty years ago, she was suave and high-spirited, and vowed to travel all over the famous mountains and rivers to re-enter the official office.

Du Fu instructed the Yang family to buy tea again, but Wei Ji said with a smile: "Brother Zimei, don't be embarrassed for your sister-in-law, where to buy tea when the lights are blind? Surrounded by mountains and rivers, it is unique and elegant, it is better to boil a pot of spring water, which is much more precious than tea." ”

In fact, there were tea bricks among all the daily necessities brought by Wei Ji, but he didn't say a word.

Du Fu's old face flushed, and he said frankly: "Du Fu is in such a difficult situation now, worrying about food and clothing every day, even if the mountains and rivers around him are beautiful, they all taste like chewing wax in their eyes, which is really a tyrannical thing!"

With that, the two looked at each other and smiled. At this time, Yang also brought a copper kettle, which was boiling mountain spring water, and filled the two stoneware bowls on the desk respectively.

Du Fu picked up the pottery bowl and blew the curling water vapor, and his vision blurred. finally has the ambition to serve the country, but now, those who are also devastated by life can only revolve around firewood, rice, oil and salt all day long, is it sad or ridiculous?

"Brother Zimei is now joining the army in the Wei Mansion, what business do you have on weekdays?"

To be honest, Wei Ji's question was a bit abrupt, but Du Fu didn't care, and only replied truthfully: "Guarding the treasury and taking charge of the key, it's really idle, and I can't wait to catch a few people to chat every day." ”

Wei Ji hummed, and then stopped talking, as if he had something in mind.

Du Fu looked at Wei Ji and knew that he was also not having a good career now, and he offended Yang Guozhong last year, so he was found to be demoted from the head to the Hou, and he still has no eyebrows.

He seems to be doing better than he has been doing recently, but it is just because of his solid family background, in fact, he may not be doing well.

However, when people like them get together, the most talked about is being an official, and now it is really bad to let two unsatisfactory people talk about being an official.

Wei Ji suddenly said: "Luck comes from time, maybe in a few days, you and my brother's bad luck will come to an end." ”

Listening to Du Fu's ears, this sentence naturally felt like a joke, and even a little bit of self-pity.

Soon, the house slaves of the Wei Mansion placed everything in the courtyard, looking at the living items piled up like a hill, Du Fu had mixed feelings, I am afraid that these things will be enough for their family to eat until next year. Suddenly, he remembered his youngest son who died of hunger last year, and he couldn't help but burst into tears. It would be great if that baby could survive to this day.

Seeing that the sky was dark, Wei Ji stopped staying and said goodbye to Du Fu and Yang.

In the blink of an eye, the courtyard fell silent, as if it had just been a lively dream. However, the mountains of belongings piled up in the courtyard always show that it was not a dream, but a real fact. The two children, Zongwen and Zongwu, happily circled around the "hill", humming and singing the children's songs taught by the Yang family.

Yang also smiled rarely, and the folds on his smiling face were even more obvious.

"This Wei Jun is bold, it would be good if I went to find his help early!"

When she said this, she obviously remembered her youngest son who died of hunger last year.

Du Fu said as if he had realized: "Time is also lucky, if you find Brother Wei last year, you may not be in the current situation." ”

Yang Shi was surprised and said, "Why did the husband say that?"

Du Fu shook his head, he couldn't say why, but his confidence and intuition never missed.

Three days later, an official from Shangshu Province suddenly visited Du Fu's courtyard outside Chang'an City.

Coincidentally, Du Fu saw off with his friends, and only Yang was at home.

"Shangshu Provincial Official Document, please Du Jun will open it when he gets home, and he must not miss the time"

After the official told him repeatedly, he left again, and only the Yang family was holding the thick sealed official letter in his hand, which was heavy, and he didn't know whether he was happy or worried.

In the evening, Du Fu finally returned home.

The Yang family took out the official document of Shangshu Province, and when Du Fu saw the official document, he suddenly smiled, "As Brother Wei said, it is out of luck and handed over, and it is actually in the present day!"

"Is it good news for the transfer?"

Yang asked incredulously.

Du Fu smiled and said, "Is it not, Madam will know when you take it apart." ”

The Yang family waved his hand repeatedly, "How dare the women dare to desecrate the official documents of the Taiwan Pavilion?"

Du Fu's tone changed, "There are still fewer chaotic lives from the hands of women in the pavilion? Mrs. is diligent and clean with both hands, how can she say blasphemy?

With her husband's encouragement, Yang mustered up the courage to open the thick cover of the official document, pulled out a piece of official paper inside, and cried with joy after a few glances.

Du Fu was also surprised why his wife was crying, so he snatched the official document, and was immediately stunned after looking at it a few times.

Although he guessed that he would be out of luck, he didn't expect that he had been working hard for more than ten years to get an official, and he didn't want to get it today.

Among the officials, from the rank of the five grades, compared to the petty officials who did in the past, they are already real carp jumping over the dragon gate.

In the official system of the Tang Dynasty, the five grades were the watershed, and the upper ones were the high-ranking officials, who could be exempted from all conscription, and those below the fifth rank still had to bear all kinds of conscription. In addition to the real financial convenience, the difference in treatment is more important than the difference in status.

After crying for a while, Yang said, "Could it be that Wei Jun's help?"

Du Fu nodded, and shook his head again, intuitively, he felt that this matter might be related to Wei Ji, and it didn't seem to have anything to do with it.

He immediately thought that Wei Ji at this time didn't know how to get off the ship.

Early the next morning, Du Fu went to Shangshu Province to perform his duties, and the selection that seemed to be a difficult trek in the past was also a formality, and he won the honor. In the meantime, Du Fu even got a hint from an adjutant that all his promotions may have been arranged by Prime Minister Wei Fangjin, and almost everyone in charge of the selection was taken care of, which was one of the reasons why the selection went so smoothly.

However, this only made Du Fu even more puzzled, being able to let the prime minister of the current dynasty take care of it personally, even Wei Ji and others would not be able to do it. Although his father Wei Sili also served as the prime minister, it was the old yellow calendar after all, and now the court has already changed many new and old people, even if Wei Sili is resurrected, it will be difficult to affect the court situation.

As for Wei Ji, it can only be said that he is less than the top and more than the bottom, but he definitely does not have this kind of energy.

After the initial excitement, Du Fu was worried again. But after thinking about it for a while, I was relieved, everything but moving forward, sooner or later it would be daylight.

Later in the evening, he received even more shocking news.

Wei Ji has received the edict and is officially promoted to Shangshu Zuocheng.