My timeless tavern

Chapter 506 Du Fu
Gao Shi led an army to suppress the rebellion, and the war in the Tang Dynasty was put out as soon as it started.

He ended the imperial system more than a thousand years ahead of schedule.

The people in Chang'an City rushed to tell each other, some were frightened and worried, but more were excited and thrilled.

same moment.

Another Tang Dynasty.

Nowadays, wars are raging everywhere and fighting never stops.

Du Fu, who was born into the Jingzhao Du family, had to flee for many years and moved his family to Sichuan.

He lived in a thatched cottage on the bank of Huanhua Creek.

Du Fu is forty-nine years old this year.

He is nearly fifty years old, and his body looks old after years of running around.

Born into a prominent family during the heyday of the Tang Dynasty, Du Fu had a very carefree youth.

He made many friends and met countless famous people from Chang'an to Luoyang.

But successive setbacks in the imperial examinations gradually cast a shadow over his life.

When the Anshi Rebellion broke out, the Tang Dynasty declined after reaching its peak, and Du Fu's life suddenly fell to the bottom.

He was like a floating duckweed, wandering from north to south and from east to west.

During this period, he was noticed by the new emperor and was appointed a minor official, but he was hated because of his upright character.

After wandering for decades, his life became increasingly difficult, and his young son even starved to death.

If it weren't for the help of his good friends Yan Wu and Gao Shi, who were officials here, as well as his uncle, cousin and others, he would not be able to gain the foothold he has now.

Although he managed to stabilize his life and reclaimed a piece of wasteland to grow fruits and vegetables, he still had a tight budget to support a large family.

He often went hungry and was too ashamed to face his wife and children.

However, the house leaked and it rained continuously.

Just as he was looking at the withered melon vines, thinking about the empty rice jar at home, and worrying about how to get the next meal, a strong wind suddenly blew from afar.

He hurriedly called his wife and children and took back the clothes, paper and pens that were hung outside.

The weather is getting colder, so don't throw away your clothes.

Those papers and pens are his lifeblood.

Du Fu hurriedly took his clothes, paper and pen into the room.

He was still thinking about where to write a letter to "beg for alms".

Yan Wu? Gao Shi? Uncle?

The relatives and friends who came to him for refuge had no shortage of food and would often offer him help, but it was always difficult for him to ask for it.

The wind is getting stronger.

Fortunately, all the things outside were brought into the room.

Looking at the two dilapidated thatched houses and his wife, who was less than 40 years old but already looked old, Du Fu suddenly felt melancholy.

His wife, Yang, was also from a prominent family, but after marrying him, she became homeless and never had a good day.

As if noticing his gaze, his wife turned around and looked at him.

Her temples have turned gray and her face is covered with wrinkles from years of hard work, but her smile is still the same as before.

The two looked at each other and smiled.

But I saw a fierce wind howling, and it even blew down a big tree in the distance!
When Du Fu realized that something was wrong, the strong wind had already swept in.

He watched helplessly as the thatch on the roof was blown away!

Du Fu grabbed a bamboo stick beside him and went after the wind.

The thatch danced wildly in the wind, flew across the stream, and gradually fell down when it reached the other side.

Some of the thatch hangs on tall branches, while some hangs down to the ground or into the pond.

Du Fu crossed the stream by feeling the stones and finally reached the other side, already out of breath.

He looked up at the thatched grass hanging on the treetops and couldn't stop sighing.

Bending down, he began to pick up the straw that had fallen on the ground.

But before he could pick up much, several laughing children jumped out from the bamboo forest, playing and fighting.

When they saw the thatch scattered on the ground, they cheered and picked it up.

"Put it down, it's mine!" Du Fu shouted.

But how could those children pay any attention to him?

Instead of stopping, they made faces at the old man with thinning hair.

He watched the children holding the straw and running into the bamboo forest, laughing as they went farther and farther away.

Du Fu held some scraps of straw and looked back at the thatched house in the distance.

From afar, the thatch on the roof was sparse, just like his messy life and this fragmented world!
He looked up at the sky.

There were dark clouds rolling overhead, and it seemed that heavy rain was about to pour down.

He could almost foresee the scene of the thatched house being filled with rainwater and his wife and children being in a state of panic.

He has experienced similar miserable situations during these years of wandering.

He had seen many more horrific scenes.

Unlike him, the displaced people had no relatives or friends to turn to, they were short of food and clothing, suffered from war, and had to trade their children for food...

Scenes from the past flashed through my mind.

Du Fu was filled with sorrow.

He suddenly wanted to write poetry, and words kept appearing in his mind.

"The wind howled in the high autumn of August, blowing away the three layers of thatch on my roof..."

Du Fu recited poetry loudly, but tears fell from his eyes.

When he was reciting the lines "I wish I had thousands of spacious houses, to shelter all the poor people in the world and make them happy", there was a sudden thunder in the sky.

Dazzling lightning flashed before my eyes.

Du Fu felt a little dazed.

He saw a towering mountain with auspicious clouds surrounding it and auspicious dragons and phoenixes on the top.

He saw a three-eyed god standing tall, breaking through the clouds with one palm, causing the sky and earth to change color!

He saw flying cars of various shapes circling in the sky, emitting dazzling light.

He saw a man standing proudly in the void, surrounded by fire.

And a monkey...

[Congratulations, you have received an invitation from the Spacetime Tavern, do you accept it? ]

Space-time tavern?

Du Fu looked a little confused.

He thought he hadn't eaten all day and was hallucinating because of hunger.

But the line of words in front of him seemed to be imprinted in his eyes, making him feel extremely strange.

With the idea of ​​giving it a try, he chose to accept it.

As he silently said "yes" in his heart, the scene before him suddenly changed.

A burst of noisy voices came into my ears.

Du Fu found that the scene in front of his eyes became brighter and a dream-like scene appeared in his vision.

He blinked hard and raised his hand to pinch his thigh.

The pain made his consciousness clearer, but everything in front of him never disappeared.

He looked at the figures in shock.

These people have different appearances and clothes, all of which are extremely luxurious.

He also saw some Hu people.

When he saw a monkey and a guy with a pig's head and a human body drinking arm in arm, he couldn't help swallowing hard.

"Is this place a den of monsters?" Du Fu was horrified.

He suddenly heard the name "Gao Shi" and looked in the direction of the voice. He happened to meet several gazes that were looking at him at the same time.

The moment his eyes met those people, he subconsciously turned his head away.

Those people were dressed in gorgeous clothes and had good temperament, which made him feel a little ashamed. He didn't dare to look at them, but they were interested in him.

"Brother, are you new to the tavern?" Li Bai waved, "Why don't you come over and have a drink with me?"

Compared with other people in the tavern, Du Fu had gray hair, wrinkled face, and looked very old. His coarse cloth clothes were starched and bleached, and were covered with patches. He looked like a beggar.

But no one underestimated him.

When Tang Bohu first came to the tavern, he was even more miserable than him.

"Yes, come, have a drink!" Meng Haoran raised his glass and invited with a smile.

Li Xunhuan and Dugu Qiubai also extended an invitation.

After hearing what they said, Du Fu hesitated and walked towards them.

This place was full of weirdness and strangeness, and he seemed to have heard Gao Shi's name from several people just now, which made him even more confused.

He awkwardly grasped the bamboo stick in his hand and bowed to the few people.

They were amazed at his rough appearance but polite conversation.

"Sorry to bother you." Du Fu sat down in the empty seat at the table.

Only half of his butt was resting on the chair, and his eyes were still stealing glances around, unable to conceal the shock in his eyes.

He actually saw a strangely dressed man dancing for several people with a wine glass in his hand. A fancy fan was floating beside the man, which looked extremely magical.

Noticing his gaze, Li Xun Huan said with a smile: "That is Brother Fu Gui. He is dancing the Huagu Lantern, and the fan is his martial spirit."

"Martial soul?" Du Fu was puzzled.

This name sounds very unusual!

Dugu Qiubai laughed: "Brother, there is no need to be surprised. Now that you are here, you will know soon. Maybe you can get an even more powerful martial spirit."

Du Fu suppressed his shock and nodded slightly.

Seeing Li Bai take out a wine glass out of thin air and fill it for him, he hurriedly took it and thanked him.

Smelling the strong aroma of wine, he swallowed hard.

He likes good wine, but rarely drinks unless friends and relatives visit.

But there are more important things than wine at this moment.

He spoke first: "My dear brothers, I just heard you talking about Gao Shi?"

"You know Gao Sanwu?" Li Bai was surprised.

Could it be that this down-and-out guy in front of me is from the same period as me?

He suddenly thought of the "self" in another world that he had heard from other people.

In his later years, he was destitute and destitute...

Could this guy also be myself from another world?

When Du Fu heard the name "Gao Sanwu", there was a flash of surprise in his eyes, but more of excitement.

They really knew Gao Shi!
Gao Shi was the 35th child in the family, so only people who were familiar and close to him called him that.

When he was young, he was friends with Gao Shi and Li Bai, and they had a close relationship.

Now Gao Shi is an official in Shu, and he often helps himself.

"Of course," Du Fu's expression was much more relaxed, with a smile on his thin and pale face. He said, "Brother Gao and I have known each other for a long time. At that time, Brother Taibai..."

"Wait, you know Li Bai?" Meng Haoran asked in surprise.

Li Xunhuan and Dugu Qiubai both turned their eyes to Li Bai.

Even Tang Bohu, Zhu Youjian and others who were sitting next to them looked over with curious expressions.

Du Fu nodded, with a hint of pride in his tone: "Yes, the three of us will join hands and swim together..."

Gao Shi was his best friend, and Li Bai was his best friend and idol.

He admired Li Bai's poetic talent and felt honored to have the opportunity to meet him.

For this reason, he also wrote poems such as "Bai Ye's poetry is invincible, and his thoughts are unique" and "His writing can shock the wind and rain, and his poems can make ghosts and gods cry" to praise him.

However, as he was speaking, he suddenly noticed that the expressions of the people in front of him became strange.

Du Fu's voice became smaller and smaller, and finally stopped cautiously.

He looked at them a little awkwardly.

"Who are you?" Li Bai looked at the other person in surprise.

He thought about the friends he knew, and it seemed that no one could be so miserable.

Du Fu became inexplicably nervous.

He thought back to his past and felt that he had no enemies, so he said, "I am Du Fu."

"Du Fu?" Meng Haoran called out.

He had no friendship with Du Fu, but he heard the other's name many times after entering the tavern.

The poet!

He was very envious of this title.

After reading the poetry collection of Du Fu from the future, he was left with only admiration.

The other party deserves this title!
"Are you Du Zimei?" Li Bai exclaimed.

Du Fu was surprised: "Do you know me?"

Dugu Qiubai laughed: "This is Li Bai!"

Du Fu looked confused.

The Li Bai in his memory was not like this.

Besides, Li Bai is more than ten years older than him and had just gotten out of the Yongwang incident. I heard that the current situation is not optimistic.

How could this unrestrained and uninhibited young man in front of me be Li Bai!
Seeing his confusion, Li Xun Huan smiled and said, "Since Brother Du has come to the tavern, you must know that this place connects different worlds, right?"

His words exploded like a loud bell in Du Fu's mind.

He thought of the scenes he saw when he was invited to the tavern...

"We all come from different worlds. For example, in the world I live in, Brother Li is not only a poet, but also a chivalrous knight with great martial arts skills!" said Li Xunhuan.

"Yes," Dugu Qiubai pointed at Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie and others not far away and said, "Like the Great Sage, they come from a world of immortal cultivation, where demons and monsters are rampant, there is heaven above, hell below, and all the gods and Buddhas are there..."

Du Fu was dumbfounded.

He suddenly became suspicious.

Could it be that the series of scenes when inviting me into the tavern were real things that existed in another world?

Meng Haoran continued, "The one wearing the black and gold robe is Brother Xiao. He is also known as the Flame Emperor. He can command thousands of fires and destroy a world with just a thought!"

After hearing his words, Xiao Yan looked over from afar and laughed, "Haha, Brother Meng, what you said makes me look like a demon who kills people without blinking an eye."

He then nodded towards Du Fu and said, "Brother Du, welcome to the tavern."

Du Fu was flattered and stood up and bowed.

Seeing that Xiao Yan specifically greeted Du Fu, chatted with him for a few more words, and told him to just ask if he encountered any difficulties, Li Xunhuan and Dugu Qiubai couldn't help but flash a little envy in their eyes.

They both knew that Xiao Yan's strength had already surpassed all the gods and Buddhas!
It is inevitable that people would envy him for being able to speak to Du Fu with such strength.

Li Bai looked normal and didn't think much about it.

He entered the tavern very early and became friends with Xiao Yan before his rise.

He had heard from Xiao Yan that the other party was once an Earthling, so it was not surprising that he knew Du Fu.

The words of these people solved most of Du Fu's doubts.

The young man in front of me is really Li Bai, but he is not the one I know!
He was about to speak when he suddenly heard a loud laugh.

"What are you guys talking about here?"

Du Fu looked back and saw a man in white clothes, who looked elegant and refined.

The man was carrying a sword on his back, and his aura was as sharp as the sword.

"This is also Li Bai," Meng Haoran glanced at Du Fu and introduced him with a smile, "Everyone prefers to call him the Sword Immortal Li Bai."

Two Li Bais?

Du Fu's breathing paused slightly.

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(End of this chapter)