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The others were also speechless. This Du Shenyan was indeed very arrogant.

And there are still a few hundred million left, cough cough, their words are rude, so I won’t say more.

Sky

"Hahaha," Li Wu couldn't help but burst into laughter. "I think anyone who hears Senior Du Shenyan's words can dig out a courtyard house with their toes."

Du Fu didn't want to talk. For the first time, he felt socially dead.

Du Shenyan himself was extremely happy, even very proud, thinking that what he said was the truth, he was so awesome!

"In addition to this, Senior Du Shenyan also likes to tell others that his articles are so good that Qu Yuan and Song Yu can only help him, and his calligraphy is so unbeatable that Wang Xizhi can only admit defeat.

Hearing these words, even Senior Li Bai didn't dare to say them. Senior Du Shenyan often said, "It's crazy, too crazy."

Others may be crazy for a while, but Senior Du Shenyan has been crazy for his whole life (/w＼)"

Li Wu was stunned. This was not just arrogance, but such hateful words. No wonder he was not liked by his colleagues.

If you have a colleague like this, you would probably be both angry and amused.

He was so confident that they were speechless.

But writing poetry is indeed okay.

"Brother Zimei," Li Bai naturally knew Du Shenyan, but he never thought that he was actually Du Fu's grandfather.

After all, these four friends of literature were more influential than the Four Talents of the Early Tang Dynasty at that time.

I know a thing or two about it, more or less.

Du Fu didn't want to talk now, he just felt his face was extremely hot. He used to be very confident.

"Ahem, Senior Li Bai, drink, drink," Su Shi shouted, and started drinking again.

"Ahem," Li Wu cleared his throat. "Before he died, Du Shenyan's friends all went to see him. Guess what they said.

Senior Du Shenyan opened his eyes and looked at everyone before speaking: Admit it, you guys.

Friends were puzzled and asked, what are you admitting?

Senior Du Shenyan said: When I was alive, I had been suppressing you all for a long time. What does that mean? It just means that I am really too talented. You have always been suppressed by me. You must be hoping for my death.

I think his friends must have regretted coming to see him, the kind of regret that everyone felt for him!"

Li Wu felt both amused and helpless. This senior Du Shenyan was quite interesting. He was really confident.

The others almost spit out their drinks with laughter. They also felt that Senior Du Shenyan’s friend was speechless.

Du Shenyan’s group of friends all wanted to vomit blood. Once that guy died, it would be impossible for them to go to see him.

They thought that the person would speak a little when he was about to die, but in the end, he was still the same, still arrogant!

Du Shenyan himself was happy, as he was benefiting from his grandson.

So he became even more arrogant. Who is his grandson? He is the poet saint. He is the poet saint's grandfather. How can he not be arrogant? He knows that he is the most powerful! ! ! Looking at Du Shenyan who was extremely proud, others did not refute anything. With such a powerful grandson, what can they say?

The Poet Saint is recognized by later generations!

As you can imagine, it is very powerful.

"That's enough of what we have to say about Senior Du Shenyan. Now let's move on to Senior Du Fu."

"Brother Zimei, I'm finally talking about you," Li Bai said, trying not to laugh and nudged Du Fu with his arm.

Du Fu blushed and it took him a while to react. He was so embarrassed.

"The elder Du Fu was named Du Fu, with the courtesy name Zimei, and was also known as the Old Man of Shaoling.

When you were young, Mr. Du Fu, your family was well-off, so you lived a relatively stable life.

I loved reading when I was young and could compose poetry at the age of seven.

It was not what we know now. Mr. Du Fu was a little arrogant before.

I was also very naughty when I was young.

In "A Collection of Baiyou", Du Fu wrote: At fifteen years old, his heart is still that of a child, as strong as a yellow calf running.

In August, pears and dates ripen in front of the court, and the tree can climb a thousand times in one day.

So from this we can know that you, Mr. Du Fu, were very naughty when you were young."

It’s just that the back is different.

Du Fu didn't know what he was thinking about. He nodded, his eyes slightly red. He also thought about his previous life.

When his father was still alive, he lived a very happy life and didn't have to worry about anything.

"When I get old, I start to reminisce about the past," Du Fu said with a wry smile.

The others also nodded in understanding. Who said it wasn't true?

Not only when they get old, but also when people are down and out, they always recall their previous happy life.

This is inevitable and normal.

"What Senior Du Fu said is right," Li Wu nodded, "Senior Du Fu was happy and cheerful at that time.

When I was five or six years old, I had already seen Gongsun Da Niang dancing with swords, listened to Li Guinian singing, and admired Wu Daozi's paintings.

Even the social celebrities of the time, Cui Shang and Wei Qixin, praised you, Mr. Du Fu.

There were also elders like Li Yong and Wang Han who condescended to visit him, so it can be seen from this that Du Fu's family had a wide network of contacts at that time!"

Li Bai was filled with envy. It was not just Guangwei's envy, it was something he could not even imagine. This little brother had a different background, so why did he end up so miserable later on?

Not having enough to eat and not having warm clothes to wear, and the thatched house they built was blown away by the wind, could it be because of the An-Shi Rebellion?

"I didn't expect that Brother Zimei had lived such a carefree life before. It's really enviable." Li Bai was more than envious. If he had this family background, he could directly take the imperial examination.

Why do we need to go through all those twists and turns?

Du Fu smiled and said, "Brother Taibai, those are just the connections of our ancestors." He lives a very poor life now.

"Brother Zimei, you can still take the imperial examination, right?" Li Bai said.

Du Fu was bitter, and the younger one shook his head, "Brother Taibai knows that the imperial examination was held back then, so it's better not to mention it."

"It's all that damn Li Linfu's fault. It's so ridiculous. He said that no one passed the exam and all the candidates failed that year. How ridiculous is that? And Emperor Xuanzong of Tang believed it," Su Shi shook his head, feeling it was ridiculous.

So what did Li Linfu think of the imperial examination? Was it a joke?

But Emperor Xuanzong of Tang believed it. What could the candidates do?

Barrage

Emperor Taizong of Tang, Li Shimin: You bastard, all the candidates failed the exam and you, Li Longji, believed it. You, you, bastard, bastard!

Emperor Taizong of Tang, Li Shimin, was almost fainted by the idiot Emperor Xuanzong of Tang.

No wonder, no wonder Du Fu lived such a miserable life. He thought the other party did not pass the imperial examination, but this happened.

Since he is a poet recognized by later generations, his literary talent certainly does not need to be limited to poems, he must be amazing.

Emperor Taizong of Tang was appeased, but his ministers also felt it was outrageous.

People in other dynasties already knew what the imperial examination was and just shook their heads.

Was Emperor Xuanzong of Tang really not a tyrant?

How could you be so brainless?

Emperor Xuanzong looked at Li Linfu and asked, "What else do you have to say?"

Li Linfu knelt down immediately and said, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, I know my crime, I know my crime!"

Li Linfu is now scared to death. Who knows what kind of poet Du Fu will be.

And when Du Fu came back from his trip to the future, things were different!