Chapter 70: Du Wanming

Tianshu is Du Wanming, and I remember Nanming, called Jiang Zongduo. Strangely, after I went to heaven, he looked at me like a cock. When I was in the world, in fact, he had no holidays. His father is a general from the second grade, which is a little worse than my father's official rank. Every year during the holidays, he always honors my family. But this kid has been very courageous since he was a kid, and never visited my house with his father.
Du Wanming was a nightmare when I was a kid. His father and my old man were fellow scholars on the same list, but their promotion was not as smooth as that of my father. Later, they became a thankless doctor. Du Wanming was the same year as me. Being a prodigy since childhood, my father often compares me with him. Du Wanming was able to recite Mencius when he was three years old, and I stuttered even the first two sentences of the Analects when he was three years old. I was seven years old and I didn't even know what it was. The old man envied the son of Du's family day and night, and I looked at his son horizontally and vertically, and I hated him indisputably. The pain was so severe that I was rewarded with a stick. My dad often sighed and said: "Although I am lucky, the official lives on. But a few years later, when the small vertical son is adult, the Song family must be difficult to reach the Du family."
My father, who was an official at the time, joined the money to build a school and sent his son to study. In fact, it is for the children to have mutual friendship with each other when they were young. When he entered the dynasty as an official, he could care for each other and the road was smooth. When I was ten years old, Du Wanming entered the school and the old man immediately kicked me into the school.
After I entered the school, I suddenly found that there were many people in the school who were sympathetic to me. Everyone was compared with Du Wanming by their father and mother since they were young, and they have suffered countless hardships. Seeing the root cause, the teeth are itchy, and from time to time looking for something to pinch and pinch Du Wanming exhaled.
Du Wanming was weak, very good at handling, and bullied him, he quietly endured, and said nothing. People can't help but want to bully him again. Time and time again and again, he gets more angry every day. The Du family and Jiang Wei, the general of Hongwei, are neighbors. Du Wanming and Jiang Zongduo grew up together. Jiang Zongduo guarded him in the school and helped him out. Originally, the two of them had a good relationship.
But one day, I remember that I occasionally passed under the corridor of the school and saw a mud pit in this nursery school, covered with muddy water. I was picked up by someone else, so I picked it up, wiped the mud on the cover with my sleeve, and was wiping it. When I looked up, I saw Du Wanming standing in front of me and looked at me silently. Yes, it seems to have been thrown in the mud by other children. I think that since Master Ben has picked it up and wiped it off, it looks pitiful to see Du Wanming, so just give it to him personally. So he handed it back to him. He whispered a gratitude, and I said loudly that I didn't need to go back to the house.
In the afternoon, when the Confucius lectured, I flashed a and fell asleep. Because of my repeated offense, the Master was furious, and punished me for going to the courtyard alone, copying the article ten times on my knees. I absent-mindedly copied it, and it was only copied four times at dusk. Seeing everyone else was gone, I was anxious. At this time, someone walked up to me, seemingly unintentionally, and scattered the paper I had piled up. I looked up, it turned out to be Du Wanming. Just about to scold, he squatted down to help me straighten the paper, I saw a roll of paper slipping out of his sleeve, unfolding quietly, stacked on the paper I copied, and got up and left. When I squinted, I was copying a piece of paper, and the writing on it was exactly the same as mine. I counted, and the stack had been copied five times. I was full of joy, and I copied the book again ten times and handed it to the Master.
The next day, I pulled Du Wanming to a secluded corner and asked him how he could imitate my handwriting. Du Wanming said: "I often copy books for my brothers at home and imitate human handwriting. You helped me yesterday, those few words Just thank you. "I didn't expect him to know the story. This fact is so good! I solemnly asked him: "Then I will help you next time, do you still thank me like this?" Du Wanming said: "You have helped me, and there is anything I can do to help you, so you just say."
I decided to cover him.
Because my old official is higher than others, most of the children in this school listen to me. I said that when I covered Du Wanming, others would not bully him any more. I talked about his skills like this and a few good things to me. One pass and two passes. The classmates in the school all knew that he had this skill, and no one bullied Du Wanming. In order to beg him to write homework, he often stuttered him. But I'm afraid Du Wanming has too much homework to write for others. If he can't write well for me, he will stop him. Every day, except mine, he was only allowed to write homework for up to two other people. The rest of the classmates sorted out by date, and it ’s today ’s turn and tomorrow ’s turn. When everyone was in harmony with each other, Jiang Zongduo started to have trouble. When he saw Du Wanming playing with me, he scolded him with his nose and eyes. Since I was covering Du Wanming, of course I couldn't let him be bullied by Jiang Zongduo and helped him block it every time.
Du Wanming helped me with my homework every day, so I would not treat him badly. I took him to play with crickets, grab grasshoppers and fly kites. Guesser played dice and stole wheat from the farmland in the country. He had his share. He also sent him a gourd with a cricket, a cage with a grasshopper, and the old man ’s student sent me the latest kite brought from Jiangnan. After playing together, I feel that Du Wanming is actually pretty good, righteous and docile. One time I took him to a crow cricket in a waste house in the suburbs of Beijing. He was almost forced to fall into the deep well. A piece of jade on his neck fell off the rope and fell into the well. I stole my mother's baby jade to pay him. My mother learned that the jade was nothing when I took it. My father was furious and asked a big stick to pump me. It made me limp for five or six days.
We stayed together in the school for five years. Five years later, when I came out of the school, it was the time when the spring breeze made a good trip. The three and five fellows who met with the school urged the horses to walk all over the Jingcheng Road and drink and have fun to see the Huaniang. But with Du Wanming has gone a bit far. He was a man with high hopes. He was closed at home to study. At the age of 16, he was hand-picked by the Emperor Yubi and won the top spot. Give Sipin official position, enter Hanlin. I went to congratulate him with the old classmates. He was wearing the official uniform of the Hanlin Academy, and his attitude was still humble and compliant.
My dad was deeply stimulated by this incident, and when I saw this face, I sighed. Fortunately, my mother wanted to open: "It doesn't matter if my son didn't pass the imperial examination. He wanted to be an official. It wasn't a matter of one sentence. He was still young, and he would only suffer in vain when he entered the officialdom. It simply made him feel comfortable for a few years. Set it down and wait to become a pro, and people are naturally stable, and it is not too late to be an official. "
The old man was persuaded by my mother's words. Who knows if the sky is not successful. His son is incompetent, and he is still a lifeless solitary dragon. The booked pro-bookings are scattered once, and the people who like it look like the ones who run one by one. I have been traveling among the thousands of flowers for several years, and I haven't even touched the pollen.
My reputation as an eternal solitary luan spread throughout the capital and became a joke. Even the emperor saw me and mentioned my marriage, and couldn't help but laugh. I am very melancholy. When the injury happened once or twice, those fox-dog dog parties also accompanied me to drink and relieve my worries, and comforted me. After more times, I asked them to drink some sorrow, and they laughed before they said anything about their relief. I went lonely to calm my worries alone. One day I was drinking sorrowful wine in a small restaurant and I met Du Wanming who was facing down. He did not say much relief, but he would listen to me pouring water and accompany me to drink. Unexpectedly, he didn't move much in recent years, he still regarded me as a friend. So when I was hurt again, melancholy, I pulled him out for two drinks. He never teased me once.
Just when the emperor's sister asked me to be a cheap dad, and her big belly and her little waiter finally became dependents, a big deal happened in the middle of the court. Du Wanming's imperial daddy was involved in an old case before the emperor's ascension, and he was found to be involved in the rebellious prince's old party. So the family was ordered to commit crimes of rebellion and slashed all over.
That is the day when Jiang Zongduo came to visit my house. He was happy, and he opened the door and said: "Look at the friendship between you and Du Wanming for several years, you should save him." I said: "This matter does not need you to mention, don't tell you, you have been saved."
The emperor robbed my wife who hadn't been through the door, and his sister almost wore me a green hat to make me a cheap father. Reasonably owes me twice. The emperor once said that the crime of Du Yushi was actually just a crime, but it had to do with the emperor. It was a pity to sigh Du Wanming intentionally or unintentionally. So I lifted a corpse and replaced Du Wanming from the death row, only to say that he was killed, and the emperor said nothing.
I placed Du Wanming in a small courtyard on the outskirts of Beijing. I often visited him and played chess with him. But in fact, I do n’t see much about poems and books, so I ca n’t talk to him. I can't win him by playing chess. He was not in good health and often couldn't sleep. I sometimes played chess with him until dawn. The wall of the small courtyard is covered with flower vines. In the spring, woody flowers bloom very prosperously. Sometimes they play chess overnight and go out of the room in the morning. The fragrance of woody flowers is particularly rich and pleasant in the morning mist. The doctor said that the aroma will make Du Wanming feel more chest tight.
Du Wanming thanked me for saving him without crying, his family was chopped off, and he also lost most of his soul. He only asked me lightly if I had too much risk to save him.
I said to myself that I would do this kind of unsure thing. Naturally, I understood that the emperor did not pursue. And everybody intersects one, and the place that can help must definitely help him.
It may be that there is good news for doing good things. It didn't take long for Du Wanming to be placed. I looked back on the street and saw Yaoxiang.
Now thinking of this name, I still feel a bit sad in my heart. At first sight, I love Yaoxiang, sincerely, and moved the true feelings. Every day I try my best to please her, and even teach Du Wanming some affectionate poems, and the graceful and graceful verses correspond to her accordingly. She was pretending to be good to me in order to support the talents. I feel happy every day.
But Du Wanming's body differed from day to day. He was sentenced in prison, and the doctor said he hurt his spleen. It is not easy to live these days again. Fortunately, he didn't suffer much when he was about to die. He felt dizzy and slept twice. Finally, when he woke up, he thanked me and thanked me for the care these days. Quite calm when eyes closed.
He also left me a bunch of copied poems so that I could read them to Yaoxiang.
I buried him beside the green slopes on the outskirts and specifically ordered someone to look after the grave.
Afterwards, Yao Xiang was finally better with her poor show, and I fell through again. Sick and drunk, there are two poems left by Du Wanming. The bitter poems correspond to my mood at the time. I suffered from the injury in the old year to the Dragon Boat Festival. Yao Xiang's words in the temple smashed me to Venus.
Then I went to the street and asked for a bowl of wonton noodles, and then I flew into Song Hyun Sin.
Hengwen listened to me without saying a word. I took hold of his sleeve: "I don't know how to say this in the heavenly court, but that's how it is."
Hengwen said slowly: "Actually, there is no difference between what you said and what Heaven said." I looked at the little finger of my left hand, and my heart was cold. "Hengwen, you told me the truth. I always thought that I was able to go to heaven by coincidence, is it actually related to me and Tianshu connected to this rope?"
Tianshu, Du Wanming. Since Tianshu is Du Wanming, he still retains the jade I paid him. Everyone is an acquaintance after I went to heaven. Why did he always hold a cold attitude, as if he did not know me.
Heng Wendao said: "That's not enough. The line between you and Tianshu has become a knot, but you are a mortal, as long as you don't meet with Tianshu after reincarnation of the fifth world, this fairy deed It will naturally disappear. But— "Heng Wen gave me a helpless look." You're lucky, but the elixir of Shang Laojun fell into the realm. It happened to be eaten by you. You ascended into a fairy. "
Become a fairy, how about.
Hengwen sighed: "Maybe this is the life that the gods can't control. As long as you become a fairy, no matter whether it is a fairy afterwards, this line of fairy deed is said to be unless you and Tianshu have one fly annihilation, otherwise It can't be solved anymore. "