When Li Changguo heard this, he almost choked to death with saliva, uncle, did you cross over? Otherwise, why do you say this?

Just when he changed his mind, he only heard the old man continue: "This Du Fu is busy with the doorman, begging for a living, which is like reading." How can there be a scholar like him who has nothing to eat when he reads. ”

Du Fu has been in Chang'an for ten years, saying that he lives in Chang'an, but in fact he is trapped in Chang'an, poor, and even eating is a problem, so he has to ask for a living.

Although Li Changguo had long known that Du Fu was having a bad time during this time, when this news was confirmed, Li Changguo still couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "The poet and saint are so down-and-out that they can't even afford to eat, it's really unthinkable!" ”

This old man is really a chatter, and he lost a few sentences before Du Fu finished, and continued to lose: "Reading is naturally to learn from Li Hanlin, thinking that Li Hanlin, he is a good wine in his life, and when he is drunk, he sleeps in a restaurant in Chang'an City, even if His Majesty sends someone to find him, he also dares to say that the minister is a fairy in wine, and he will go." ”

Li Changguo pursed his lips, forced a smile, and looked at Li Bai.

Gao Miaoli covered her small mouth with her right hand, and with a smile on her face, she looked at Li Bai.

Li Bai touched his face, and he was a little embarrassed.

Although this incident is a good story for future generations, especially Du Fu's pen written in the rafters "The Son of Heaven can't get on the boat when he calls, and he claims to be a fairy in wine", which has been appreciated by countless descendants.

However, as a party, after sobering up, I still felt a little embarrassed.

"You praise you so much, do you know Li Hanlin?" Li Changguo asked meaningfully.

"Li Hanlin is only eight years old, he is rich in five cars, and he is a dragon and phoenix among people, which can be known by a young man like me." The old man shook his head and praised Li Baidao: "Reading should be like Li Hanlin!" ”

Li Bai stood in front of him, he praised it for a long time, but he didn't know it, what does it mean to have eyes and not know Mount Tai? Here it is.

"Uncle, take your leave." Li Changguo held back a smile, said goodbye to his father-in-law, and then visited Du Fu.

This time, with the clues provided by the old man, it is much easier to find. They found the place where Du Fu had once lived, a small room that could only accommodate him, worse than a modern slum.

"The poet is so downcast!"

Li Changguo was shocked again, although he had long known from the history books that Du Fu's life was very unsatisfactory and he had been trapped in Chang'an for ten years, he did not expect that the famous poet and saint were worse than the poor.

"Brother Du Xian, are you ...... Hey, they all blame me for not giving you more money when we were separated. Li Bai's eyes were full of tears, and he blamed himself.

When the two first met, Li Bai had just been "given gold and released", and there was still a lot of gold and silver on his body, and he intended to give more to Du Fu, but Du Fu did not accept it.

Unfortunately, this is where Du Fu lived a few years ago, and he still hasn't seen Du Fu.

Li Changguo and the others were like this, looking for clues and chasing them, and went to seven squares in a row, but they only saw Du Fu's residence, but did not see Du Fu himself.

Du Fu's residence was as narrow and simple as ever, and could only accommodate him.

On this day, they tracked down Yongning Fang and made waves.

The owner of the residence was a woman in her forties, short and fat, quite fierce, as soon as she heard that Li Changguo and they were looking for Du Fu, she immediately became angry and asked Li Changguo: "You are the friend of the nerd surnamed Du?" Get the money! "The fat right hand is stretched out.

"Why are you so fierce?" Gao Miaoli frowned, very displeased.

"The old lady is so fierce, what's wrong?" The woman was even more fierce and shouted.

"Shut up!" To deal with this kind of fierce woman, you don't have to be polite, Li Changguo snorted, like a thunderbolt, shocking this fat woman for a moment, and was frightened by Li Changguo's tiger might, and her arrogance was only then restrained.

"Brother Du Xian owes you money?" Li Bai's brows were tightened very tightly.

"Owed money? More hateful than owing money! When the fat woman heard this, her anger rose again.

"What's worse than owing money?" Gao Miaoli asked puzzled.

These words were exactly what Li Changguo and Li Bai were thinking, staring at the fat woman, waiting for her to reply.

"He owes me money for the house, and he pays for it with his broken poems." The fat woman scolded, foaming at the mouth: "What kind of reader, is a charlatan, he said that his crooked poems are worth a thousand dollars, I kindly let him go, but no one bought it." ”

"You heard that a poem is worth a thousand gold, greedy for money, and started to think crookedly, right?" Li Bai's eyes were like torches, and his eyes were shining, staring at the fat woman.

At the beginning, Du Fu had no money to pay for the house, so he offset it with poetry, but the fat woman was unwilling. Later, when I heard Du Fu say that his poems were worth a thousand gold, the fat woman immediately smiled and accepted the poems.

Li Bai's words hit the nail on the head, the fat woman was stunned for a moment, and then her saliva splashed: "He owes me 300 room money, and his broken poems are worth nothing, what a charlatan." ”

"Where's the poem?" Li Changguo frowned, unwilling to entangle with this fat woman, and said, "You bring it, I will buy it with you for ten taels of silver." ”

"Really?" The fat woman immediately changed her face, the fat was stacked on top of each other, and layers of smiles were piled up: "You didn't lie to me? ”

Li Changguo took out a piece of silver and threw it in his hand, and he couldn't even get his words back.

"Please wait." The fat woman's tone was very respectful, she looked at the silver, her eyes were full of wonderful little stars, and she ran away happily, and the fat on her body trembled, like a mountain of meat.

Money can make ghosts grind, and after a while, the fat woman ran back, took half a poem manuscript in her hand, and handed it to Li Changguo.

Li Changguo took it in his hand and took a look, the words on it were strong and powerful, revealing a sense of pride, and he couldn't help but praise it loudly, which was worthy of being written by the poet.

The poet is poor, but he does not change his will, he is upright, praised by future generations, and knows his character if he knows how to read.

"Towards the Fu'er Gate, with the fat horse dust at dusk, the remnants of the cup and the cold burn, there is sorrow everywhere!"

Li Changguo said softly, tears rolling in his eyes.

The poet has a miserable life, and he has no ambition in his life, especially when he has been trapped in Chang'an for ten years, which is the trough of his life.

"Brother Xian, brother Xian, it's all my brother's fault!" After Li Bai finished reading it, tears flowed for a long time, and he blamed himself again.

Gao Miaoli looked at Li Bai, and then read the poem, with a sad look on her face.

"Hey!"

Li Changguo sighed and whispered: "If you don't experience wind and rain, you can't see the rainbow, maybe it is this kind of suffering that makes Du Fu's poems more touching." Later generations read the poems of the poet saint and praised them all because of the tempering of this kind of suffering, but the poet suffered from the saint! ”

"What else?" Li Bai asked at the fat woman.

"How can his broken poems be valuable, I will use them to ......" Speaking of this, the fat face turned red and he didn't say any more.

"You ......" Li Bai pointed at the fat woman, almost dying of anger.

"Gege!"

A sound of bone joints sounded, and the fat woman took a look, only to see Li Changguo's right hand clenched into a fist, with too much force, the back of his hand was blue, and a fist with a vinegar bowl was particularly terrifying, and she screamed: "What are you going to do?" ”

"I'm going to beat you! I'm going to beat you back to your mother's belly! Hello dares, you so blasphemous psalm manuscript! ”

Li Changguo gritted his teeth and roared word by word.

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