Chapter 139
The minister of the Ministry of Industry stopped at the gate of the "temple", and he was stunned.

Where is this temple, it is simply a ruined temple!The roof is leaking, if it rains at night.That's really "the leak in the house happens to rain all night".

"In August and autumn, the high wind howls and rolls the three layers of grass on my house. Mao flies across the river and sprinkles the suburbs of the river. The taller ones hang on the tops of the long forests, and the lower ones float around Shentangao."

Gu Qinghuan looked at the dilapidated temple, and then at some thatch piled up inside that had been used by travelers passing by.It was fun all of a sudden, and I thought of Du Fu's "The Thatched House Is Broken by the Autumn Wind".

When she was studying, in order to memorize this poem, in order to be able to write Du Fu's sentiments of worrying about the country, the people and the world when answering the questions, she was very worried.

just now…

The world is different, but suddenly there is a different feeling.

"You still know this poem?"

Just as Yinzhen called the minister of the Ministry of Industry and the old men to find some firewood to make a fire, when he returned to Gu Qinghuan's side, he heard her muttering.

"Of course it will."

Gu Qinghuan straightened her back and said, "When I read this poem before, I found it interesting."

I feel... Du Fu is so pitiful.

After wandering and wandering for most of his life, he finally built a thatched hut with the weak body of a literati.As a result, the wind was strong overnight, and the thatched cottage was directly blown to pieces.

The thatch ran around, hung on the tree and fell into the water.It was also picked up by the children, and they didn't even give it back to him. They bullied him because he had no strength and couldn't fight for it, and even laughed at him for his old age and frailty.

It was cold and hungry at night and my legs were numb. It was really pitiful.

Yinzhen looked at the smile on Gu Qinghuan's face, but couldn't help but said: "Look at you. Du Fu is a sage of poetry, but he's a pitiful one to you."

"He is pitiful, miserable."

Lu Qing laughed happily, and said again: "It's not just him, in fact Tao Yuanming is also."

"Oh?"

Yinzhen had never heard people talk about poetry like this, so he was naturally very interested in Gu Qinghuan's opinion now, and couldn't help but continued to ask: "Reconciliation?"

"Growing beans at the foot of the South Mountain, the grass is full of bean seedlings and the bean seedlings are sparse. Chen Xing sorts out the wasteland and filth, and returns with the moon lotus."

After Gu Qinghuan recited this poem, he asked Yinzhen, "Have you ever read this poem, Brother Si? What kind of feelings do you think Tao Yuanming has?"

Without hesitation, Yinzhen said: "Naturally, I should go back to the countryside and enjoy myself at ease."

"Well…"

Gu Qinghuan thought for a while, but said: "But I feel that he may not be comfortable these days."

"why?"

"Because he actually doesn't know how to farm the land." Gu Qinghuan said: "Grow beans, but the grass grows more vigorously than beans. He went out early in the morning before dawn, and didn't go back until the moon rose."

"Just because of his hard work, if he uses his talent for reading, he will be a generation of literary giants. It's a pity that he used it to farm, but it's still such a messy scene. I'm afraid I can't eat enough?"

"."

Yinzhen was silent for a moment, then smiled.

Reading in ancient times is similar to Zhou Dunyi's "Ai Lian Shuo", only feeling the noble sentiments of the ancients.However, they ignore the most real meaning behind their words.

Now that I think about it...it really has a different flavor.

"Your point of view is unique."

Yinzhen said: "When I was in the Imperial College, the master always explained the texts one by one. If he was half as humorous and witty as you, I am afraid that so many students would not fall asleep on weekdays."

"That won't work."

Gu Qinghuan stuck out her tongue and said, "I only know how to make jokes. In terms of learning, I'm still not as good as those masters."

She just likes those interesting stories with some historical taste.For example, the unofficial history of the emperor and the concubine...

"It's ok."

Yinzhen smiled and said: "Read more books, and you can also learn different principles from the books, which is always helpful to others. Didn't Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty always say that taking history as a mirror can help you know what to do?"

While speaking, Su Peisheng had already returned with his prey.

There is still a little harvest, there is a pheasant hare and two small sparrows.It is already very good to be able to retrieve these things in such a short time.

Although…

It's still not enough for seven or eight of them to share food.

"The servant is back."

When Su Peisheng came back from being wronged, he saw Gu Qinghuan and Yinzhen sitting on the ladder talking and laughing happily.

It's not easy for him to "support his family"...

"Let's go find some more firewood and come back." Yinzhen said: "There are wild vegetables, see if there is anything to eat. There is a stream near here, so it's good to cook some vegetables."

As for catching fish...

Yinzhen actually wanted to give orders.

But he couldn't bear to see Su Peisheng's pitiful appearance.Besides...he felt that Su Peisheng should understand.

"Got it."

While Su Peisheng answered, he took a water bottle from his rucksack and took a few mouthfuls, took out a piece of cake, gnawed it vaguely, and took the prey away.

These prey have to be processed before they can be eaten.

Seeing everyone busy, Gu Qinghuan thought that being idle was also idle, so he said, "Si elder brother, why don't we go find some firewood?"

Everyone is busy, but she is idle... not so good.

"En." Yinzhen didn't refuse, and went out together with Gu Qinghuan.

At this time, the sky was already a little dark.Fortunately, this place itself is on the hillside. Although it has been snowing for the past few days, fortunately, the trees are abundant and there is very little snow on the ground.

The firewood can still be burned after being picked up and baked for a while.

After working for half an hour, Gu Qinghuan picked some more raspberries, and then went back with Yinzhen.

In the open space in front of the ruined temple, old men from the Ministry of Industry were sitting in a circle, warming themselves by the newly lit fire.Just about to boil water and eat dry food.

They all looked bitter and sighed at each other.

"My lords."

Gu Qinghuan stepped forward very "tactfully", put some raspberries in the bamboo basket in front of everyone, and said: "I picked these when I went to the forest."

"There are also some mushrooms, but I don't know if they can be eaten. These raspberries are usually eaten by birds and squirrels. The servants also ate some just now, and they are edible."

"It's not comfortable to eat dry food alone, adults, please try it. It's sweet and sour, and it's still delicious."

The old men of the Ministry of Industry all looked at the basket of raspberries, their eyes shining brightly.But they still resisted the impulse and took a look at Yinzhen first.

"You guys eat."

Yinzhen said dully.

Although...he had already eaten some when he was still in the woods just now.

"Thank you, Brother Si!"

The old men responded one after another, and immediately swept away their previous fatigue, and quickly came up to get these raspberries.

PS:

Yinzhen: Hmph, you old men actually eat the raspberries that my daughter-in-law worked so hard to pick.

Qing Huan: ...

(End of this chapter)

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