Chapter 5 The fifth round dedicated to the court's wonderful pens will be known to the people of the world when they pay close attention to each other.

Du Fu failed to send Cen Shen off.When I got home, I thought of my friends in my life, except Yan Wu, who was handsome as a young man.The future seems to be promising, but the rest of the people have either been relegated, or have been in the world, or they have fallen into inferior positions, suffering and unhappy.Although Cen Shen "knowledges Qingyuan", he has an upright temperament, advocates integrity, and is out of fashion.It is hard to say whether he can realize his ambitions by joining the army and going to Anxi this time.Talking about the factory with Yang for a while, I was very emotional.

Yang persuaded: "Fang Cilu Zanying's descendants (Fang Guanfu Rong, Empress Wu used righteous advice to remonstrate with Fengge Luantai to make peace with Fenggeluan Taiping), know people well, the Lord knows, and still use touch to disobey the powerful. , relegated to the outside. Yan Jiying's famous minister, the son of Yan Ting, has many talents, and he was suspected of being a young and upright boy because of adultery, so he was not allowed to be in the court. Not to mention you and Li (Bai), Gao (Shi), Cen (Shen), Zheng (Qian) Gentlemen, now that a gentleman is in the wild and a villain is in power, it is not easy to succeed. Unless you go back to the mountains and forests, you have to associate with the rich and the rich. You are as dirty as you are recently, and your clothes are old. The master doesn't think it's strange, but he must be looked down upon by his guests and feel ashamed of himself. It's rare for Mr. Cen to be brave enough to give you so much money. I want to make you two neat clothes first, so that you can find someone. Then set aside a few acres The garden is considered to be a livelihood. You can’t seek fame and fame when you enter, and you can also cultivate long acres when you retreat. Isn’t it good?”

Du Fu replied generously: "My husband can't establish his fame, so he will learn from Tao Yuanming to support himself, and send it to Nanshan. With a little help, who would like to bow to those wealthy people?" beautiful"!After rushing out, a middle-aged man in Ge Zhong's wild clothes had pushed open the firewood door and walked in. It was Wang Yi, a friend of Xianyang scholar who had recently lived in seclusion in Fanchuan.Please take a seat in the study room opposite.Yang went to prepare soup and food to entertain the guests. Wang Yi opened his mouth and said, "Tell Brother Zimei something happy today. Your good friend, Mr. Zheng, is already well-known in Chang'an."

Du Fu was pleasantly surprised and said: "A few days ago I invited Cen Shen to visit Brother Zheng, but I didn't meet him. Seeing that his family was in a difficult situation, Brother Cen left him twenty taels of silver. Later, he went to Qiting for a drink and waited for him, but he didn't come. Planning to visit the city within a few days, unexpectedly there is such a happy event! I know Brother Zheng will not be an official, and even if he gets promoted, he is just an idle job. How could he be famous within three days?" Wang Yi smiled and said: "Mr. Zheng is familiar with everything from astronomy, geography, military strategy, and even the danger of fortifications. You know it very well. He is full of articles and economics. He doesn't use it for the time. It is extremely difficult to make a living by selling paintings. The day before yesterday, he was forced to I don't know who persuaded me to choose a painting, write a long poem on it, and present it to the imperial court. Unexpectedly, the emperor was very grateful when he saw it! He actually inscribed the four characters "Zheng Qian Sanjue" on the painting. At that time He is famous in Chang'an, and his reputation is ten times as expensive. I heard that many princes and relatives are asking him for paintings, but he is not willing."

Du Fu was overjoyed when he heard the words, he didn't even bother to say anything, he was busy visiting Zheng Qian and asked Wang Yi to go with him. Wang Yi said with a smile: "Although Mr. Zheng and I have met twice, we have known each other for a while, and he is as versatile as he is, so I am happy to talk with him. If it is normal, it's fine, but now when he is in a good spring, there must be distinguished guests on the seat I really don’t want to go to the crowds. The Han’s family will prepare some thin wine and wild vegetables, and I will invite Brother Zimei to have a drink, and let’s talk freely. I will not accompany you today.” Then he got up and resigned.

Du Fu hadn't seen Zheng Qian for many days, so he wanted to give him some of the silver gift from Cen Shen.Because Cen Shen was about to get up, he didn't care to go.A few days ago, I went to the city with Cen Shen to visit friends, and I went there by way.I don't have much money with me, but I have spent more than 20 taels of Sichuan money.It's inconvenient to say more in front of Zheng's wife, so I have to listen.Later, they drank together in the flag pavilion, and Zheng Qian did not arrive after waiting for a long time.Cen Shen also repeatedly urged, saying: "Although Zheng Qian is poor, he can still sell paintings. Although he has a weird temperament, he will never fail to enjoy fame. In the past two years, Zimei is hard to say, and he must wait for time." The intention is not only not to refund the silver, but also unwilling to transfer the silver to Zheng Qian.He was planning to send thirty taels of silver to Zheng Qian after Cen Shen left.Hearing such good news, I wish I could rush to the city at that time.After sending Wang Yi away, he hurried back to the house, ready to get up.

Yang asked about the past and complained: "Wang Jun has a good relationship with you, why did you send him away without even keeping tea and rice?" Du Fu laughed and said: "I'm a poor friend, and I've always been informal. I suffered a lot because I didn't fit the trend. Zheng Qian's temper is even weirder than mine recently. Today he managed to get ahead, so don't mess with him because of his temperament. Something happened. It’s still too late to rush to the city. He only listened to my advice and must go!” Yang said with a smile: "You said that he has a weird temper, but have you ever thought about yourself?"

Du Fu was eager to go to the city, so he put on Yang's new spring shirt in a hurry, and rushed to the city.As soon as he entered Guirenfang, there was still half a mile away from the back alley where Zheng Qian lived, when he saw two tall chariots and horses, each passing by a group of entourage, and approaching the entrance of the alley, they met ten people. A well-dressed businessman whispered to each other all the way, and walked towards the Noble Man's Square, some of them were followed by horses and chariots.Although these are all sights I have never seen before, I just looked at Zheng Qian wholeheartedly and didn't pay attention to it, and when I was about to walk there, I saw a note on the door of Zheng's house, thanking the guest due to illness, and I was startled, so I reached out and knocked on the door .

Zheng's wife replied through the door: "Mr. Zheng is sick on the bed, the small room is small, it's difficult..." Before she finished speaking, she suddenly saw Du Fu as the visitor through the gap in the door, she quickly opened the door and let him in, and said in a low voice: "Brother Du, come here Just right, please come in quickly." He hurriedly closed the door again. Just as Du Fu was about to speak, he suddenly heard Zheng Qian saying from the room: "It's like this again, it's really annoying!" At the same time, he caught sight of Zheng Qian's beloved daughter, Ah Chi, who was driven out of the main room in a new dress, with a smile all over her face. He hesitated to speak, walked towards him to salute, and called in a low voice: "Uncle Du!" He pursed his lips and smiled, and quietly followed Mrs. Zheng to the main room.

Zheng Qian said angrily in the studio again: "Don't you talk the same way if you don't open the door? Quickly lock the door, and no one is allowed to open it. This interruption makes me messed up again." Du Fu first thought that Zheng Qian was sick, or something happened, and he didn't want to see anyone.Later, seeing Zheng's wife, mother and daughter's happy faces, and Zheng Qian's tone of voice again, he was puzzled, he had already walked in, his eyes were everywhere, and he felt dazzled.The outer room was originally not that big, it only had a big low table and a chopping board for mounting pictures, on which was actually piled up a lot of silk and silk belongings, some of which couldn't fit were still placed on the ground, when you looked inside, Zheng With his back facing outward, facing an unfinished painting, holding a paintbrush in his right hand, he pokes at his temples randomly, as if he is conceiving, but also seems to be angry there.At that time, I realized it, my mind was settled, and I called out in a low voice: "Brother Zheng!"

Zheng Qian was engrossed in the painting, and when he was in a trance, he didn't expect Du Fu to come, he was startled when he heard the sound, and frowning suddenly appeared.He hurriedly put his pen on the case, tightened Du Fu's hands, and said, "I haven't seen you for a few days, how is Brother Du doing? I've been looking for you since the day before yesterday; but I'm so forced that I can't leave even a step. You can shirk other people's affairs! How dare you disobey the king's order? After two days and one night, the work is still unfinished. I am in a hurry, and it's too good of you to come. Please sit down, please sit down!" Du Fu saw that his inner clothes had been replaced with new ones, but he was still wearing the colorful and shabby shabby cloth shirt he wore when he was painting.He spoke anxiously and chaotically, with a strange expression, knowing that his intentions were too much, and because he was so happy to come, he was so moved, he smiled and said: "Brother Zheng has been trapped in the world for a long time, and today he is famous, gratifying, congratulations!" Zheng Qian hurriedly asked: "How do you know?" Du Fu said what Wang Yi said. Seeing that Du Fu was still talking, Zheng Qian remembered that the bed was full of things, so he hurried over and pushed around. It was only then that Du Fu saw that the dilapidated short couch where he used to stay for night chats was also full of beautiful Luo Qi and various gifts, so he hurriedly stopped him and said, "Don't be too busy, you can sit by the bed too." Zheng Qian said with a smile: "I used to be so poor that I had nothing to stand on. Now that there are so many brocades, there is no place to kneel. How ridiculous do you think!" Du Fu said with a smile: "You will be able to move to your new house in a blink of an eye, and you will no longer live in a small room in a back alley. It's better to say less about it. If you know it, you can understand the bitterness of the world you have suffered, but if you don't know it, treat it as if you are deliberately ignorant." Correct, it's not human." Zheng Qian said with a smile: "This is just talking to you, how can you be an outsider? You see how cold and warm the world is, how cold and cold the world is, and it only lasted three or four days. The relatives and nobles of the court and some wealthy merchants came to buy paintings. There will be an endless stream of them. They traveled all over Chang'an that year, and they would forcefully buy up all the old paintings that hadn't been sold. The most ridiculous thing is that those few philistines who were only willing to buy my plain silk before even bought me In recent years, the two broken paintings on the window have been removed. There are more pre-sent embellishers, and it is too late to connect. I was ordered to send two paintings to the palace within a day, but this group of rich people came and went. , nagging endlessly. Some don’t want to explain it, put down the gift of the pen and leave, and they can’t even shout back, and it’s difficult to return it. I’m busy all day, how can I bear it?” Du Fu interjected: "Fame is not due to luck. It is extremely difficult to be able to spend the entire night. It is not easy to keep your name, not to be polluted and not to be hated by others. We cannot be negligent in our conduct. These demands Although most of the paintings are villains, you have no shame in exchanging poetry, calligraphy and painting for his brushes. Don't say that it is not a good thing to be arrogant when you are famous, and it is not appropriate to be funny and playful like you have been in recent years. A little broken This generation of wealth will make you worry about food and clothing, spread smoke and clouds, and add more wonderful ink. It will be a good thing to leave a few more good paintings to pass on to others. Of course, you can’t draw so many for the time being, and you will not submit papers according to the order of comers. Is it?" Zheng Qian said angrily: "My generation sometimes writes pens and pens in a lively manner. It is because of the accumulation of many things on weekdays that we can touch the scene and create emotions. Because of the comparison of things, we can turn them into poems and paintings with pen and ink. May I ask which of your good poems is the best?" It was written casually for entertainment? Painting and poetry are the same thing. Don’t talk about the mountains and rivers of the earth, the cliffs and valleys, and the wonders of the wind, cloud, moon and dew. It is not because of personal experience and understanding, so it cannot be written; The subtleties of flowers, birds, insects and fish, if you don’t pay attention to them at all times, observe carefully, and understand their growth and changes, and their mental attitudes, they will never be active on paper. Even if they can follow the same pattern, they will only look like gods, and they will be lifeless. Those who know are cold, but painting it is worse? Every time I have a new work, I always feel that what I wrote before is wrong, and what I wrote before is full of mistakes. I often hate my lack of skill. How can you say such a thing? If you want a picture, it is not the same. It’s difficult, but it’s just temporarily perfunctory and handing in papers, not only making people laugh, but later developing bad habits, refusing to pay attention, and drawing worse. Why do you see people? It’s really annoying, so I just call it sick and thank you. Is this a last resort?” Du Fu felt that what he said was reasonable, and sighed with emotion: "It's no wonder to say it. However, you were not well-known before, and you didn't have many contacts with you, so it's okay. In the future, you will inevitably not have contacts with nobles in the court. You should be cautious when dealing with them." Better. I've had my fair share of it." Zheng Qian smiled and said: "Actually, your temperament is similar to mine, and you can only endure it for a while. It's a coincidence that you still have to vent it. You and I will think about these things, but we can't help ourselves when the time comes. Don't mention it. You How have you been these days?" Du Fu then told the story of Cen Shen's gift of silver. Zheng Qian said happily: "Brother Cen came to visit with you that day and gave me twenty liang as a gift. Unexpectedly, I gave you so much. Such a warm heart really makes those misers who claim to love talents ashamed to death! But I've been hanging around with you day and night." Du Fu knew that he was in a hurry to receive the edict, and he was afraid of missing the deadline.Just as he was about to get up, he heard that Zheng's wife went out to open the door, brought in two neighbors, brought tables, chairs and utensils, and the wine and food were already ready.Knowing how difficult it is to escape, I had to sit down with Zheng Qian. Zheng Qian persuaded him to drink, and said with a smile: "Zimei is still Zimei, and Zheng Qian is still Zheng Qian. Today we only talk about poetry, calligraphy and painting, Li Zi, and Cen Shen. We don't even need to mention Yan Wu, and it is better not to mention anything else." It's rare to get together quickly, don't disturb our Qingxing with these common people and common things." Du Fu nodded with a smile.Then he recounted the encounter between Sun Ying and his wife, Ren Xia Shangyi and Cen Shen. Zheng Qian clapped his palms to applaud him, and even said: "It is this kind of person we want to hand in." Suddenly he asked: "I met Wei Zuocheng yesterday and asked about you. It sounds like you haven't looked for him for a long time. This gentleman In court, although he has little knowledge, he values ​​you a lot. You will still be inseparable from this group of people in the future, so it's best not to alienate him too much." Du Fu remembered that each other was cynical and criticized at the time, so he settled down in Chang'an and was unhappy for a long time.Sometimes when talking about the current situation and advising each other not to be so different and vulgar, and to embarrass ourselves, we all feel that the other party is reasonable and should be more sophisticated.It's just that old habits are hard to change, and the anger in my heart can only deepen day by day.Today Ben came here wholeheartedly to persuade him, unexpectedly he also wanted to persuade himself.Amused in his heart, he took the opportunity to reply: "Today I was going to Jianwei Zuocheng on a date, and I came here just to hear the good news from Brother Zheng. You never drink alone, but if you are with friends, you will get drunk every time you drink. The sun has already passed To the west, I can’t go today again.” Zheng Qian was very happy with Du Fu's arrival, and wanted to keep him to stay after drinking.Hearing this, I didn't know that Du Fu thought advance was retreat, so he blurted out: "Brother Du is very talented, but no one in the court is willing to cite it. It's rare that this gentleman is transferred back to Beijing, and he is willing to replace you. There is a previous appointment, why not?" go?" Mrs. Zheng was quite clever, and she was tidying up the bed with Ah Jia. She had already seen Du Fu's intentions, and said through the door: "Brother Du came back from Wei's house, and it will be the same if I have a long-night talk with you. You should drink two glasses less and take this Get the first painting out first and send it to the palace. You can only paint behind closed doors, but before Cangtou was found, my mother and daughter were bothered by answering the door?" Zheng Qian also felt that the edict was very urgent, and he was afraid of making mistakes, so he said with a smile: "My younger brother intended to let you drink freely and have a long talk, to wash away the dust and dirt from the past two days. Unexpectedly, the king's order is hard to break, so you have to go out to socialize No. You and I have been advising each other on weekdays, but in the end we couldn’t get rid of it. How ridiculous do you think it is?” Du Fu knew his temperament, and took the opportunity to say: “When your painting is completed, you will clear up some of the painting debts, and set a daily settlement. Lesson, the coming day is long, you can hang around as much as you want, there is no need to rush this momentary gathering, you can just write and paint at ease, and I will come to read your masterpiece after ten days. It is not time for dinner, please drink this big cup, and I will leave. " Zheng Qian feared that Du Fu would delay the appointment of Wei's family because he had already made acquaintance with the West, so he said with a smile: "The Holy Will of the day before yesterday wanted to give me an official job, but the old man said that I was lazy and arrogant, and it was difficult to be a director, so he made me an official." Dr. Wenguan. Fortunately, I am still a cold-job and idle Cao, which has made me popular with vulgar people. If I want to be an official with a big soybean, I am afraid that it will be difficult for us to meet. Today is up to you. These two paintings are at most There are still three days to finish the painting. After the submission, I will go to find you, and it would be good to hide for two days." Du Fu's expression changed immediately and he said, "Is that old man Li Linfu blocking Xian's way again?" Zheng Qian smiled and said, "Aren't you here again? Although the ancient times are unreliable, since the Qin and Han Dynasties, the imperial court's position has been stolen by this generation. They ruled the chaos and the ups and downs have been ups and downs, but they have tired the poor and depressed people of my generation. How much! Why are you angry, what else is there to do? However, the iceberg is easy to fall, and there will be an end. You are not as lazy as I am, and maybe there is still a bright future. The future generations will have their own opinions, so let him go for the time being." Du Fu and Zheng Qian drank a big cup together, and then took their leave. Zheng Qian had planned to give some belongings to Du Fu, knowing that he was not short-lived at this time, and he was going to Wei's house, so it was inconvenient to carry it, so he decided to send it to his house in person in another day, so as not to refuse to thank him, so he didn't mention it. Du Fu left Zheng's house, seeing that it was still early, he simply went to Wei's house to thank him.When I asked at the door, I learned that Wei Ji went to Xuanyuan Temple to listen to the scriptures of the sorcerer Sun Zengsheng.Many dignitaries were also there, and they would not return until three days later.Had to go back. From the next day, Du Fu listened to his beloved wife Yang's persuasion, and entrusted someone to buy ten mu of land, a cattle and a small house in Duqu. He lived in a bamboo house with paper windows and a fence around it.In front of the court, the herbs are luxuriant and the flowers are colorful.There is also a small stream near the gate, and Nanshan is in sight.Misty, rainy, clear and cloudy are ever-changing day and night, and the scenery is especially beautiful.The daily life is better than before, and the love between husband and wife is strong. It is a lot of fun to enjoy the flowers on the moon and cultivate the bamboo in the wind. Yang's husband had to make a long-term plan because her husband wanted to make a name for himself and the price of goods in Chang'an was rising day by day.Although an old long-term worker was employed, he still went to the fields with Du Fu to help with operations and take care of the farming from time to time.He also used the space behind the house as a vegetable bed, besides mulberry and hemp, and raised chickens and pigs. Zheng Qian soon moved to the seventh square of West Second Street, Zhuque Street, and the place name was Anfengfang.The house is naturally wider than before, and some utensils have been added, but the studio is still so messy.I had to draw a brush before, and I couldn't finish it in a year or two, and I couldn't stop it.Like before, Du Qu searched for secluded places, Fan Chuan won the election, sang songs with Du Fu all day long, and talked about the eternal night.Although I visited Du Ling several times, I only visited General Wei Quhe's forest with Du Fu once.Because of the host's hospitality and hospitality, and because the weather was too hot, he really didn't have the mood to paint, so he stayed in the garden with Du Fu for more than ten days.The rest have to stay away after gathering for half a day.Du Fu was afraid that Zheng Qian would drink too much and make mistakes, so he seldom forced him to stay.Occasionally, when he visits the city, he must make excuses and refuse to stay, so as not to hinder his painting.Although the silver gift from Cen Shen was used up due to relocation, the fields have produced, and the firewood, rice and vegetables are gradually self-sufficient.Coupled with Zheng Qian's constant moistening, the farming and studying life is not bad.Compared with the time when I first came to Chang'an and often competed with the rich and powerful for food and drink, I was much more comfortable.Because the husband and wife met with Tian Fuye every day, they couldn't help but fell in love.No matter how often I see many vegetables and fruits planted by myself grow on time, I am really happy.Get used to it naturally, enjoy asking in the field, and actually lighten the thought of striving for fame and fame a lot.Since the environment moves people, those who are close to this must be far away from that.Du Fu plowed the crops in the morning and chanted poems in the moonlight.In spring and autumn, it has become his hobby to invite two old farmers nearby to collect medicines and get involved in the Nanshan Mountains.Hugh said that he didn't want to go to a wealthy family, even Li Jin and Wei Ji.Zheng Qianyao and other people who had frequent contacts in the past also gradually alienated. Du Fu was born in a noble family. He used to sympathize with the poor, but he just saw the suffering of the people and felt pity in his heart.Apart from wanting to enter the temple and be that Zhijun Yaoshun, Ze and Lishu, I didn't think of these field husbands and wild elders the same as myself, and I didn't expect that they would wander off the road when they encountered a famine, and even die. There was a good harvest, and people worked hard all year round at that time, so not everyone could have enough food and clothing.The daily rain and sun, the toil they endured and their perseverance in farming for many years are beyond the imagination of those who have experienced the scene.When I first settled down, although I was disappointed by my fame and ambition in the field, I was angry because of being trapped and humiliated.Yang's mother-in-law can still do her job by force, and there are no shortages on time.His plan of plowing in the spring and cultivating in the summer and paying close attention to the long mu is just empty talk.At the beginning, I couldn't get my hands on things in the field.The long-term worker Xiang Ming used, with a black face and a hunchback, described as old and ugly, came here from the famine in Xiangfan.Doing part-time jobs in the neighbor's house first seems to be weak.Because Yang wanted to use an old and honest man, and because of his compassion for the poor, he hired him.Unexpectedly, Xiang Ming was not arrested by the conscription officer because of his old-fashioned appearance.In fact, they are just over forty years old, with strong physical strength, and they are even better at farming. After a few years of poverty, Du Fu and his wife already cherished the old and pitied the poor.When Xiang Ming was young, he herded cattle with others, and when he was a little older, he worked with servants, suffering from hard work, hunger and cold.I didn't expect to meet good people after my family was destroyed and I escaped from death. I am grateful and willing to work hard.But because he was often whipped and humiliated by his master in the past, he developed a stubborn temper.I always feel that Du Fu is a scholar and doesn't know anything about the fields, so he has to come here every day to ask questions and make troubles.At first I was too embarrassed to refuse in person, so I repeatedly asked Mrs. Yang to tell me, "I will plant the ten acres of land alone. Like the master, I have to study and become an official. He will never do these things. When those few acres of rice fields were just planted, please He didn't want to do anything, but he refused to listen. It was not very hot at that time, and he had only been busy in the sun for a day and a half, and the skin on his back was almost scorched, and he complained of back pain. Poured into the water, it is suffocated to death. I managed to restore more than half of the life. The weather is hotter, and the mistress will deliver food. The affairs in the field are not done by the master. Please ask the mistress to persuade him to read more, Don't go down to the ground, don't embarrass the villain." Seeing that her husband was always messing with hands and feet, sweating profusely, Mrs. Yang asked for hardships and couldn't do anything.Although I am determined to farm and weave, there are many things that I can't do.I think this is just a way to retreat.With the talent of a husband, it is still important to seek fame.He advised Du Fu several times that although he should know about the affairs in the field, he did not need to do it himself, and told Xiang Ming what he said. Du Fu has always been strong-willed, and when he was young, he often rode a horse to test his sword. He was quite strong and able to endure hard work. He believed that being exposed to the rain and sun was only temporary, and he would get used to it after a long time, so he laughed it off.I just went to the field without incident. Seeing that he refused to listen to persuasion, Xiang Ming was afraid that the crops he planted would be damaged, so he gradually contradicted him and openly stopped him. Du Fu was excited by him, and he decided to learn it by himself.Knowing that although Xiang Ming's words are rude, he is loyal and simple, and he doesn't want to make him feel sad.Watch carefully from the sidelines first, and wait until you have mastered it, and then say to him: "Reading is more expensive than understanding, but it is not easy to understand. Writing articles is the same as planting crops. They are not born with it. Even if I You can't grow up to be a farmer, but you should also know the affairs of the farm. If you don't know the difficulties of the farm, even writing a poem about the scenery of the farm will make you laugh out loud. What are you talking about? It's fine with you. It's always good to give you some work. You don't want me to do it. If there is a wind, cold and heat, wouldn't it be inconvenient for each other?" Xiang Ming was afraid that Du Fu would work hard, stain his clothes, and get in the way.Seeing his persistence and his gentle and sincere words, he couldn't help but his face became hot, and he said with a smile: "Master, it's better to do some odd things first. There are many things in the field, so I have to do everything at this time. I can't be tired. After a long time I don't think so anymore." Du Fu couldn't force him, so he had to obey.After a few days, the weather got hotter.Seeing that Xiang Ming was working hard all day long on the farm, he was often sweating, dripping drips, and his whole body was dark and translucent, as if he was about to be tanned by the sun.I really couldn't bear it, so I advised him not to go to the fields when the sun was shining. Xiang Ming said forcefully: "Which day is not hot during the busy farming season, is it possible that the well-planted crops will go to waste? People who are used to us are nothing." Du Fu persuaded him not to listen, so he took off his coat, shoes and socks, and decided to be with him.Xiang Ming saw that he was only helping the carts under the shade of willows and doing some chores, his face was flushed and sweaty, and if he wanted to accompany him to the field, he would have to faint from the heat.After struggling for a few days, seeing that the crops were growing and the weather in Chang'an was really hot, Fang agreed to rest under the shade of willows at noon when the sun was shining, or take a nap; but Du Fu promised not to go to the fields to do heavy work for the time being.The more Du Fu watched, the more he felt that this old and ugly long-time worker was kind and gratifying, and he knew that if he came home at noon, Xiang Ming would still secretly go to the field.Originally, I wanted to talk to him about the field affairs, so I simply gave up the afternoon nap, excused that the shade of the willows was cool, took a mat, and went to chat with Xiang Ming as a companion, so that he could rest.Unless something really happened, he would not turn back until the sun was setting in the west. Xiang Ming is honest on the outside, but smart on the inside.With many years of experience, I have a lot of experience in terms of material quantity, rain or shine, and plowing and hoeing according to the time.Du Fu is also careful when things happen, and he is kind to people, and the relationship between the two parties is getting stronger and stronger. After a long time, Du Fu realized that there is a lot of knowledge about the field that has never been recorded in books.After the autumn harvest that year, I switched to planting wheat, and I did it myself, and it was logical and orderly.During the wheat yellow season in April of the second year, he seemed to have become a familiar hand.From then on, this life in the field, which lasted only a few years, made Du Fu more and more close to these poor and hard-working people. Prepare.