The greatest emperor of all time? Even in modern times, he still has to work!

Tang Dynasty, the 19th year of Kaiyuan, Emperor Xuanzong of Tang, Li Longji.

Du Fu has already arrived in Kyoto. He had already said at the scenic spot today that he would go back to pay a visit to His Majesty tonight, and now someone had come to pick him up.

Looking at the eunuchs and palace maids in front of him, Du Fu felt very fortunate.

Fortunately, I work in the scenic area with His Majesty, otherwise I would have to do the same as Lord Xi, first find someone to introduce me, and then step by step gain the trust of Qin Shihuang's confidants, before I could finally get my turn to talk to Qin Shihuang.

"Young Master Du, please come in!"

"Thank you, father-in-law!"

Du Fu was sent directly to Li Longji's bedroom, which made the eunuchs look at Du Fu with strange eyes when they left.

Du Fu wanted to explain, but it seemed unnecessary.

"Zimei! Come in if you're here!"

Li Longji was waiting for Du Fu. He clearly heard the noise at the door, but why was no one coming in?

It has to be said that after staying in the later generations for a long time and returning to the Tang Dynasty, Li Longji became more and more relaxed. Although he still maintained the airs of an emperor when facing his ministers, now that Du Fu had come, he felt like "meeting an old fellow in a foreign land" and relaxed unconsciously.

"Your Majesty! The common people are here!"

Du Fu lifted his clothes and walked inside.

"Zimei, I finally see you in the Tang Dynasty!"

Li Longji's behavior made it seem as if they hadn't seen each other for several years. They had clearly eaten lunch and dinner together today and discussed state affairs together.

"Come! Sit!"

Li Longji and Du Fu sat down face to face, with wine on the table. Li Longji was going to drink with Du Fu.

"Zimei, I plan to give you the position of Prime Minister in the future. What do you think?"

Du Fu almost spilled the wine in his hand when he heard this.

"Your Majesty, no, I have no achievements and no reputation, so I cannot take on this important task!"

"It's only a matter of time!"

Li Longji felt that now he was the only one with whom he had complete trust, after all, they were working together.

"Your Majesty, this move will not convince the people. Besides, I have to go out to work with you during the day, so I don't have time to be the prime minister!"

Du Fu still refused. He was young and did not have the skills and experience as described in history. Even if people would later praise him as a loyal and brave minister or a great poet of all ages, that would be his future self, not his present self. He still needed time to accumulate experience.

Li Longji thought so too.

"Okay, but I still have to grant you a position. What kind of official position do you want to be? I will satisfy you!"

Du Fu felt that official positions were like cabbages and he could pick any one he wanted.

But His Majesty has said so...

"Just let me be your attendant, that's all. It will be reasonable for me to stay by your side, right?"

Li Longji disagreed with what he said: "You are such a small official, you are buried here!"

"Your Majesty, the most important thing for us now is to work in the scenic area and make money to build the Tang Dynasty. It doesn't matter if the official position is small. In the future, I will work hard and devote myself to the Tang Dynasty until my death. Naturally, I will also be able to become a high-ranking official!"

Du Fu's lofty sentiments made Li Longji admire him.

"Okay, I'll wait and see you become a high-ranking official!"

"But speaking of it, have you heard of the Immortal Poet who has the same name as you, the Poet Saint?" Li Longji had recently inquired about this Immortal Poet. He didn't know why there were so many frustrated poets in his Tang Dynasty.

"Of course I have heard of it. Almost everyone in later generations can recite the poems of this immortal poet!"

Du Fu naturally knew this.

"He came to Chang'an last year, but his ambitions were not fulfilled, so he associated with the street knights. He has left Chang'an this year!"

Li Longji used his mobile phone to search for poets of his period in the scenic area. Oh my god, why are there so many poets whose ambitions were not fulfilled among him?

"Oh? What are your majesty's plans?" Du Fu felt that Li Longji would not mention such a person for no reason, right?

"I would like to call Li Bai back and make important appointments to him, but this person is unrestrained and unrestrained, and he is not suitable for this court, right?" Li Longji also read Li Bai's poems in later generations. Although such a person has the ambition to serve the court, he is not bound by rules. If he is arranged to the court, he always feels that he will have a headache at that time.

Du Fu didn't think so when he heard this.

"Your Majesty, have you ever thought that the unrestrained and carefree Li Bai is the Li Bai with unfulfilled ambitions, rather than the Li Bai who entered the court as an official and was determined to realize his ambitions?"

Aren’t all those poems in later generations written by Li Bai when his ambitions were unfulfilled?

Different from the Li Bai today.

Du Fu was able to think this way because he knew that he was different from the later Du Fu in history.

Because even now, when he sees the poems that have been passed down to later generations, he can only feel the emotions but cannot fully understand them.

"Your Majesty, can you give Li Bai a chance?"

Li Longji pondered for a while, tapping his fingers lightly on the table.

a long time.

"But, I'll give him a chance!"

"Your Majesty, Holy Might!"

……

It's a brand new day in modern times.

Qi Xi discovered today that Yinreng was not in a good state. Why did it feel like he had cried so hard?

His eyelids are swollen, like a sad frog.

During lunch, Qi Xi discovered that Yinreng's eyes were not healed.

"What's wrong with you?"

Qi Xi originally wanted to ask this in the morning, but he was busy in the morning and couldn't get away from Yinreng, so he didn't go.

Yinreng poked the rice in the bowl with chopsticks in his hand, and the distinct grains of rice were turned into a sticky mess.

Li Chengqian is a mean person.

"That's right, what's wrong with you? What's sad about you? Tell us so we can cheer you up."

Li Chengqian, Fusu, and Zhu Biao also noticed that something was wrong with Yinreng, and they all gathered at the table with Qi Xi, Yinreng, and their three children to join in the fun.

Yinreng rolled his eyes at him and didn't want to talk.

Qi Xi shrugged helplessly and told the three children to eat quickly, not wanting Yinreng to learn how to poke at rice grains and waste food.

"How about Uncle Xiaoai~"

Pinyuzizi opened his big eyes and asked curiously.

Qi Xi glanced at the rice in Yinreng's bowl: "He likes to eat sticky food, do you like it?"

Pinyuzizi shook his head: "I don't like rice! It will stick to my teeth!"

"That's right~ Eat well. Sizi, you should eat well too and don't poke the rice! Xiaoxun, help me watch them!"

Qi Xi put a piece of turbot in each child’s bowl.

"Well, Aunt Qi, I'll watch over them!"

Wen Xun nodded obediently.

The two little ones who ate their meals obediently also nodded.

"Eat your fill~"

"Eat well~"

Qi Xi found that the two children were speaking more and more clearly, which was really a good thing.

"Tartar, are you okay?"

Li Chengqian felt that there was something really wrong with this kid today. Could it be that he was beaten by his father when he went home last night?

Yinreng still ignored him.

"Yinreng, is there something wrong at home? If you tell us, maybe we can help."

Zhu Biao is just like a caring older brother.

Who would have thought that when Yinreng looked at Zhu Biao, he became even more depressed and seemed to be venting his anger.

"The most stable prince, you don't understand!"

Zhu Biao: Hmm???