Museum of Demons

Yuan looked up at the tall courtyard in front of him.

Langya Zhuge clan.

Zhuge Feng, the ancestor of the Zhuge family, was a lieutenant of Sili during the time of the Han Yuan Emperor. Distant relatives escaped the disaster of war in the Central Plains and defected here.

When he came here, he was in a trance.

Langya is different from the place he walked before.

It seems that the kind of life that can't be lived by persecution, the people who are forced to rise up, and the noble clans like Langya, live in two worlds. Is that Luoyang where the emperor is, and Luoyang, which are also two worlds? a world?

Some people have meat and wine at home, and the wine and meat can't be eaten, and they go rancid.

Some people want to eat the bark and leaves and die on the road.

Yuan Yuan was called because a child of Zhuge's family was weak. He heard that he had excellent medical skills, so he wanted to let him take care of his body. Because he wanted to enter this house, he changed into clean clothes. In comparison, they all look shabby, but the young Taoist man has a good manner and looks very calm.

He doesn't like these aristocratic and famous families, but at least he should save people.

The child's mother had just passed away, his father was an official in another city, and his eldest brother, Zhuge Jin, was only ten years old.

So he was not well cared for and got sick.

Yuan met the child on this day.

Fair and quiet, baby fat, a little listless.

When you see people coming, you are very polite.

The three-year-old child was about to be greeted, but before he stood up, he was pressed on the shoulder by the thirteen-year-old Yuan. No matter how weak Yuan was, he was stronger than the three-year-old child. , grew up in a wealthy family, and respected etiquette everywhere. This was the first time the etiquette was interrupted. The child froze, blinked, and was speechless.

Yuan didn't like those red tapes, so he said directly:

what's your name?

Some dazed children froze for a moment, and replied:

Huh? Bright...

Zhuge Enliang?

No, it's not, it's just light.

The child waved his palm in the air:

My name is Zhuge Liang.

………………

It's hard for Yuan to say why.

It may be that this child named Liang is too young, or it may be that his parents are not around either.

And with a younger brother, alone in this cold high-door mansion.

It is also possible that he vaguely remembered that he had been seriously ill when he was two or three years old.

So he and this child gradually became familiar with each other.

Yuan slowly took care of the child's body. His medical skills were taught by his master Zhang Jiao. He was honed in the troubled times. If medical skills were combined with magic, they could almost be called supernatural powers. But for some reason, he couldn't heal himself.

And his medical skills were brought into full play in this child.

The child recovered quickly.

And because of Yuan's misunderstanding of remedial physical weakness.

After the child recovered from his illness, he was even taller, taller than some older children, and stronger than some children from military families. Everyone said that he was a good man of seven feet in the army, but this child often I'm afraid it will be more than seven feet when I grow up.

The person who said this was an old man from a military family, and he seemed a little envious.

And Yuan can also enter here from time to time.

I also know that although this child looks very mature, he was forced out of Zhuge's house. Once he opened the door, he saw Zhuge Liang, who was only four years old, lying on the bamboo mat, only wearing underwear, only showing his clothes. With a chubby belly, the sun shines in, and I squint my eyes lazily to take a nap.

Two butterflies fluttered without fear, and landed directly on the tip of his nose.

The scene looked quiet.

A Yuan thought for a while, couldn't hold back, and patted the child's belly, frightening him awake.

The two butterflies were disturbed and left.

The sickly young Taoist pretended nothing happened, and said in a calm tone, What time is it, have you slept for so long today?

The child was ashamed and annoyed, gritted his teeth angrily, and almost jumped up and bit Yuan's shoulder, and he did the same. Today, Yuan walked around with a mascot on his shoulder. Being blamed, but now there are basically not many people in this vein, so it's free.

Apart from coming to recuperate, the children of Zhuge's family are accompanied by You Yuan more often.

With a child's heart, he would pester Yuan to tell him some outside stories.

So, in the past few years, this Langya famous family, the child of the aristocratic family, would sit on the stone bench, with both feet unable to touch the ground, swaying, with his palms resting on his cheeks. Listen to the young Taoist who has traveled through the troubled times and was once the most unwilling and angry roar of the people at the bottom. Hear the last fire and tell about those past events.

From the age of three.

Seeing the rich people's wine and meat, I know that people's livelihood is difficult.

What they saw with their own eyes and what they heard with their own ears caused a huge contrast and impact in the bottom of the child's heart.

He was originally expected by his family, and he himself yearned for his ancestor Zhuge Feng to become a first-rank member of the Han Dynasty.

Then one day he told Yuan that his goal became Guan Zhong, to reform the country and make the world rich, so that the pictures Yuan said would no longer appear, there would be no more famine, no more people who could not survive. What he said was very serious, and his tone was immature and passionate, Yuan almost thought it was true.

the next day,

Yuan saw the five-year-old chasing butterflies and laughed happily.

Still a child after all.

The young Taoist laughed at himself, turned his gaze away, and looked at Yang Liu Yiyi in a daze.

The child turned around and asked him, Mr. Yuan, why do you take it so seriously?

Haven't you seen it before?

Yuan hummed, and said: Because the buds and bark of the willow tree, like the leaves of the elm tree, can be eaten, many people will not let them go. After a long time, the willow tree will die. I can't see this. kind of view.

Doctor Yuan, have you seen him?

Um.

The child looked at him, patted his waist, and comforted him: Don't worry, I will never let such a thing happen again in the future, I will definitely be full...even if I am not full, but everyone If you eat less, you can survive.

Seeing that the young Taoist still didn't speak, he jumped up and jumped onto Yuan's shoulder several times.

Go, fly the kite, Yuan, you always frown, you are only a few years older than me.

Let's have fun.

He patted Yuan on the shoulder excitedly.

The grass is growing and the birds are flying, the breeze is bright and the moon is bright. Yuan doesn't think this child will tell the truth, but just accompany him casually. In this era, it is too difficult to have enough food, and once a famine occurs, it will expand; As the child said, it is even more difficult for everyone to eat less, and who has such a reputation?

A fifteen-year-old young Taoist is pulling a five-year-old child.

In other words, being pulled forward, walking through the streets and alleys of Langya.

Prosperity, even illusory prosperity, is for the young Taoist who has experienced pain since childhood.

This is already an extremely rare experience.

They saw the goods listed, silk and satin, the freshest fruits and flowers.

He doesn't know, the years are long, and in the future, this bright-eyed child will really govern a country. Wu in the south of the Yangtze River, Wei who occupies most of the world, and Jin who annexed Kyushu will have two famines recorded in the official history In this year, there is a word hungry in the history books. In this era, it may be that there is nothing to eat, and it is easy to eat.

Only the country that inherited the name of the Great Han has not experienced a single famine.

The people have no complaints.

……………

And in order to nurse the child back up.

Yuan must constantly try new prescriptions.

But many medicines are not available in pharmacies, or the price is too expensive. Yuan asked several times, and Zhuge's family also found the corresponding medicines several times, but the medicines were too poor. Shaking his head, he finally decided to walk up the mountain with a medicine bag on his back and a small hoe in his hand.

Fortunately, he traveled all over the country with his teacher Zhang Jiao, so his body was weak and his legs were still able to work.

After going back and forth, I found a lot of medicine.

But his body was still unable to be nourished, so he looked away. One day, he found a high-quality medicine and carefully put it back in the medicine basket behind him. At first, he flustered for a while, then quickly calmed down and raised his head.

Seeing that on this lush mountain range, at some point standing a graceful and dignified woman, the young Taoist wiped off his sweat, hung the medicine hoe on the side of his waist, and bowed slightly , with a flat voice, said: The poor are polite.

The graceful woman looked him up and down, and joked:

You're clearly still a little scared, why are you still pretending to be calm?

The young Taoist did not answer in silence.

He stood here, but no one would pat him on the shoulder and make him stand behind him.

The woman stretched out her finger, and a pavilion and a stone table appeared next to her. She invited the young Taoist to sit down and said:

meet again.

I have always been curious about one thing in my heart, so I came to ask.

Yuan didn't know what this person meant by 'again'.

The woman didn't point out, just asked with a smile: I think your body is weak, it should be born with a loss, your foundation is broken, you will not be able to reach the peak of practice throughout your life, and you will be plagued by illnesses that cannot be cured, right?

Yuan said: Fellow Daoist has very good eyesight, why do you need to ask?

The woman shook her head, but with a smile on her face, she said, I just want to ask.

Her voice paused, and she asked:

General, have you ever regretted it?

PS: Today's first update... 3,000 words, thanks to Liuyun Suifeng Wanshang, what is mentioned is the calamity year in the emperor's book.

Wei State records: The third year of Huang Chu and the fifth year of Huang Chu were both the great famine in Jizhou

Jin State records: In the seventh year of Taishi, Yongzhou, Liangzhou, and Qinzhou were famine; in the fifth year of Xianning, Yihai, the people were famine

Wu State records: Chiwu three years, Wufeng two years.

Shu: None.