Global Lords: Me and My Calabash Kiddos

Chapter 510: Chapter 211: Zu Ti, Poetry Saint Du Fu (Part 3)

The intangible Literary and Historical Qi can cultivate more talents.

The Poetry Saint enhances the fortune of the territory and the country by 50%.

Yi Tian now knows what fortune is for!

It enables the Lord of Territory and the Lord of the Kingdom to obtain better luck.

Encountering shimmering gold by chance on the Ancient Continent is an embodiment of fortune.

The currently constructed Junior Dragon Ascension Platform provides 30% fortune to the territory.

This is how lords gain fortune, which shows how rare it is. Most lords will have no ties with fortune.

Du Fu, providing a 50% boost in fortune, will bring Yi Tian more and better opportunities.

As for Holy Dao Qi, to upgrade to a dynasty, the territory must possess a living creature with Holy Dao Qi, otherwise heaven will not respond.

This is a manifestation of civilization and wisdom!

On Earth, it’s said that young people do not understand Du Fu, and Yi Tian doesn’t quite understand either. He only marveled at ”Spring View” and was moved by ”Song of the Wind-Broken Hut.”

He had long forgotten ”War Chariots,” ”Three Officials and Three Partings,” and ”Five Hundred Characters of Self-Reflection on the Journey from the Capital to Fengxian.”

At work, Yi Tian liked the poems Du Fu wrote for his friends, like ”To Wei the Eighth,” which were heartfelt and pure.

He also admired Du Fu’s profound love for his wife, even in poverty.

That’s about it!

Yet it cannot be denied that Du Fu witnessed the transition from prosperity to decline. He loved his country and cared about the people. He was the first poet to lower himself and write for the common people, unlike other poets who wrote condescendingly about the people’s suffering and toil. He personally experienced these.

The influence of his poetry on later generations is unparalleled.

His spirit is celebrated by successive dynasties.

In the Great Tang, despite many poets experiencing the Anshi Rebellion and having strange actions, only Du Fu documented the scene of ”the nation’s ruins amid its rivers and hills,” leaving behind ”Three Officials and Three Partings.”

Before the Anshi Rebellion, great poets sang of the Great Tang’s peace and prosperity, indulging in the gentle sounds of the konghou in Chang’an, while Du Fu wrote the discordant tones of ”rotten meat in nobleman’s halls and bones of the frozen dead on the roadside.”

When the Emperor was spending on military ventures and boasting of his martial prowess, Du Fu wrote ”War Chariots,” with words that made people cry, and spoke of white bones and wailing ghosts, bleeding through each character, unbearable to finish.

During the period when the Yang Guifei clan held overwhelming power and upheavals were rampant, Du Fu wrote ”Beautiful Lady,” cautioning against approaching the prime minister’s wrath amid unrivaled grandeur.

It’s said Du Fu’s fame was not prominent during his life!

How could his poetic style, in the prosperous Great Tang, stand out in fame?

Looking down from the summit, viewing all mountains beneath...

To govern as well as Yao or Shun, bringing simple customs once more...

In this life, never old in Shu, never gone to Qin...

Floating like what? A sandpiper in the heavens and earth...

The dreams of youth, the ambitions of middle age, the hopes of the thatched cottage, and the despair of old age!

It’s said that in his later years, when Du Fu sailed south, he was seeking to return to Luoyang, the place of his birth.

Plagued by illness, even walking was difficult, and he could only drift with the waves.

He surely knew he could never return home, only yearning to return to the Great Tang of his heart.

Like the carefree childhood, like the wild extravagance cited in ”Grand Tour,” like ”Recall”...

”Greetings, Lord.”

After their daily reflections, the resurrected Du Fu and Zu Ti bowed to Yi Tian.

They knew it was the person before them who had brought them back from the dead.

”No need for formalities! Your stories have been impressed upon me since childhood; past events become clouds and smoke; I hope for no regrets in this life!” Yi Tian said emotionally.

Yi Tian was thinking about how to arrange for Du Fu and Zu Ti?

Zu Ti could command troops, so in the future, a team of soldiers could be purchased for him to train.

Du Fu, being a man of culture with Holy Dao Qi, is a symbol of wisdom and civilization in the territory.

An academy could be founded for Du Fu to teach territory members.

”Mr. Zimei, all heroic spirits emerge young; why are you alone aged?”

Yi Tian couldn’t help but ask Du Fu this question.

”This is my own choice. In the Celestial Dao World, I am still Du Fu. I know my wife and children are no more, having shared joys and sorrows with me in my previous life, to whom I feel guilty. Even though my body is old, my life will not be shortened. Should the Lord need my service, Du Fu can work to exhaustion; if enemies come, Du Fu can also fight!”

Du Fu, influenced by orthodox Confucian thought, was acutely aware of the sense of gratitude expressed as repaying a small favor with a torrent of returns.

Yi Tian resurrecting him was akin to being a second parent.

”This is a vast world; compared to our home planet, it’s like dust. Mr. Zimei’s poetry and prose will surely leave a mark here.”

As people grow old, who wouldn’t want to be young again!

Du Fu has separated from the Great Tang yet cannot forget his former wife and children.

Perhaps he feels that only this way can he be closest to them.

Such fidelity commands Yi Tian’s admiration.

After talking for a long time, Yi Tian introduced Zu Ti and Du Fu to each other.

Zu Ti was in front, Du Fu behind. In Du Fu’s poetry, the frequent references to the classics showed his mastery of historical texts. Naturally, he had heard of Zu Ti’s fame.

Zu Ti was well-read, and he shared common topics with Du Fu.

Taking advantage of the fact that the Junior Dragon Ascension Platform was not yet complete, Yi Tian personally arranged a villa for Du Fu and Zu Ti in the newly built large estate so that they could take care of each other.

Mainly, Yi Tian had always felt that Du Fu was an old man, even subconsciously believing that it was only appropriate for Du Fu to appear in such an image.

Just like later generations said, Li Bai never grew old, Du Fu never was young.

In reality, at this moment, Du Fu was free from illness, strong, and walked with a vigorous stride.

Spending 650,000 Celestial Dao Coins, Yi Tian arranged Du Fu and Zu Ti’s rooms well, placing large water purifiers, sofas, tables, and chairs—whatever needed arranging was arranged.

These things are very cheap now.

For example, large water purifiers, at that time, Yi Tian made a large profit selling them, but now the profit per large water purifier is less than 3,000 Celestial Dao Coins.

With so much to reflect upon after returning from the dead, it was likely a sleepless night for Du Fu and Zu Ti.

Yi Tian wasn’t sleepy at all.

He had no thoughts of sleep, standing guard over the Junior Dragon Ascension Platform.

The moment the Junior Dragon Ascension Platform was completed would be when Yi Tian’s territory ascended to Level 9.