Baidi Chunshen

Not tired.As time passed, Liu Bei knew that he was a swordsman, so he said with a smile: "Sir, you know how to use a sword, so I'm lucky enough to see it?"

"Liang'an dares to fight in front of the lord, and fights with an axe?"

"Oh?" Liu Bei became even more interested when he heard this: "In the past, my master taught me how to march, deploy and govern the country. Gu never taught you anything." He said happily: "Let Gu Hao be a teacher today. "

Zhuge Liang didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but Liu Bei had already thrust a sword into his hand.

"...?"

Liu Bei laughed and said, "The prime minister is the one who wields a single sword."

Zhuge Liang was startled: "What did my lord say?"

Liu Bei said with a smile: "If one day, alone ascends to the Ninth Five-Year position, Qing will be the prime minister. You and I will have two swords together, and we will see the beautiful rivers and mountains together!"

Zhuge Liang was a little dazed, and immediately held the sword flower in his hand and took small steps with his feet.The wind blows off the petals, lingering on his plain white lun scarf. The swordsman's swordsmanship is like flowing clouds and flowing water, handsome and elegant. Although it is a little less fierce than the swords of the generals, it is more generous and famous. The wind is fascinating to watch.

Liu Bei smiled and danced according to the momentum of his sword. The two swords struck each other lightly, making a crisp sound.After two or three moves, Zhuge Liang suddenly withdrew his sword and asked: "Liang Huang is in practice, and his sword skills are already unfamiliar, why don't you teach me, my lord?"

Liu Bei also retracted his sword, smiled and shook his head: "The prime minister is governing the country, and I don't want to interfere more, so Kong Ming just let go and dance. The lonely dance will shock the world, and Kong Ming should dance for me to calm the world. Besides, Kong Ming's dance is so beautiful, I can’t add a word of advice or modify it a step further.”

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Zhuge Liang was thinking about the past, and his mind had long been distracted, so naturally he stopped writing.After a while, he asked, "Your Majesty, have you forgotten the past in Xinye?"

"How could I forget?" Liu Bei said with a smile, "I know that the prime minister is old and prudent. When he was young, he was still a commoner, so it doesn't matter if he dances. After becoming a prime minister, he is still in an official position, so he refuses to do so. Compared with the past, this dance is even better than before, and its light shines on the people of Sichuan and Sichuan. From now on, you will dance on my behalf to shock the world, unfortunately, I will not be able to see it in person.”

Zhuge Liang dipped his pen into the ink and said with a smile, "I just want to watch His Majesty dance the sword all the time."

Liu Bei scolded with a smile: "Prime Minister is bold!"

"I'm guilty of death." Zhuge Liang smiled, and began to write carefully word by word. After copying the original text, he annotated it in more detail.Liu Bei stared blankly at his prime minister slowly finishing the ink, his brows were so focused and quiet under the setting sun that one couldn't bear to look away.I just hope time stops here.

I saw Zhuge Liang writing quietly for a while, and finally said softly: "Let's not mention this king. If your majesty can be more ruthless, I'm afraid you will really become a high emperor."

Liu Bei shook his head and said, "I will be Emperor Gao, and you will be Xiao He? What's the point of picking up people's teeth and wisdom? If you want to do it, you must be different from them, and you must be unprecedented! If I want to do this, my Kong Ming will also do the same!"

Zhuge Liang looked up with a smile: "What does Your Majesty want to do, and what does your Majesty want to do?"

"...I will tell you slowly."

Zhuge Liang smiled: "I am all ears."

However, neither of them continued talking.One is writing with a pen, and the other is watching on the couch.Outside the window, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, and the cuckoo is singing.Under the evening sun, the monarch and his ministers stayed together silently.The light in the room gradually dimmed until the waiter came in to add lamps and candles. Seeing the relatively silent and quiet His Majesty and Prime Minister, he sighed silently in his heart.

"Kong Ming," Liu Bei looked out the window at the setting sun that was about to disappear behind the distant mountains, "Have you ever thought that after a thousand years, this palace will be gone, and you and I will be gone too. But in this place, in thousands of years In the ancient temple of Nomura, there are still statues of you and me, as well as the popular legends. Isn’t this very interesting?”

"Your Majesty will sleep for a while when you are tired." Zhuge Liang didn't look up.

"Hmph...you think I'm talking in my sleep." Liu Bei smiled brightly: "Just wait and see, I will definitely not let you down."

"Your Majesty...has never disappointed me before." Zhuge Liang smiled.

"Kong Ming..." Liu Bei also felt that he was really sleepy. He closed his eyes and said softly: "I am an emperor, but I have never seen Miao Yi dancing with a sword, and I can't see how Xizi poured out the city and helped the Yue to destroy Wu. Gao Gaishi... this is my regret..."

Zhuge Liang's subordinates kept writing: "Your Majesty, if you have something to say, just say it. Listen to me."

"Those who know me, the prime minister also..." Liu Bei still closed his eyes, and murmured: "Miao Yi...Zhi Ge...After Kong Ming, he will be named Marquis Wu. Use Zhi Ge as his name. I want to teach you to hold Zhang Wu and dance to shake the world ..."

"..."

"Yi Guang, Kong Ming...Your name is so similar to that of the beauty. Even if I have broken your promise to go boating on the five lakes, I will teach you great achievements, and your name will go down in history after your death..."

"..." Zhuge Liang put down his pen, leaned forward and whispered in the emperor's ear, "Your Majesty is drunk today. If you compare me to Xi Shi and Concubine Yu in this way, I won't be afraid of being annoyed."

"I didn't drink secretly... don't punish them. Kong Ming enforces the law the most severely. When you raise your eyebrows, they will tremble with fright..."

Zhuge Liang smiled: "Your Majesty is just in enforcing the law, and you can punish innocent servants. I believe that Your Majesty is."

"But I'm really drunk... It's all your fault... I have to punish you..."

"...Your Majesty hasn't been bothered yet. I haven't blamed His Majesty for injustice. What is your crime? His Majesty wants to punish you?"

"Kong Ming... you are willing to risk the disgrace of the world... you want to go against the sky... your crime is serious." The emperor murmured, his voice getting lower and lower.

"..."

"But it's Kong Ming who makes me intoxicated...Kong Ming... plus the crime of being drunk with the emperor, should you be punished? I know that Kong Ming is not afraid of death. I will punish you with a punishment that is heavier than the death penalty. Only then..."

Zhuge Liang was silent for a moment, and said in a low voice: "Thunder, rain and dew are all God's grace. Your Majesty is as warm as Zhaoyang. I am willing to accept it, and I am willing to accept it."

Liu Bei's eyes lit up again when he heard this, and he said with a smile: "You once said that the happiest thing in this life is to become my prime minister and go down in history with me. But Kong Ming knows that the happiest thing in my life is to be your Thunder and rain."

"........."

Seeing that his prime minister was annoyed, Liu Bei burst out laughing.After laughing, he sighed again: "I agreed to punish you. But... I can't bear it after all."

"Your Majesty, why can't you bear it?" Zhuge Liang said coldly.

Liu Bei sighed: "I am worried about you. During the execution, you really won't be afraid, and you won't cry for me...?"

Zhuge Liang picked up the feather fan and shook it lightly: "I'm not a three-year-old boy, what are you afraid of. Your Majesty... sleep."

"Kong Ming just has a stubborn mouth..." Liu Bei murmured, and fell into a deep sleep with peace of mind.However, Zhuge Liang could clearly see tears welling up from the corner of the old emperor's eyes, flowing through deep wrinkles and dripping onto the pillow.He gently wiped away the tears for the emperor with his sleeve.

Your Majesty... For 17 years, he has defied the world's displeasure and acted against the sky...I am not afraid because I have Your Majesty by my side.

If... if His Majesty is not here...

He knew that when that moment came, he would be terrified, he would cry.His emperor is so strong that he must face death with a smile and pass away.And as his prime minister, even if he is not as tenacious as the emperor, he still has to do his best to take care of their life and death, so as to be his confidant for the rest of his life.

23. Zhao Lie

One day Liu Bei woke up from a nap, turned over, and saw his prime minister carefully reviewing the official document, and stared at it for a long time.The sunlight shone on the silver-gray Sichuan brocade that Kong Ming was wearing, making his back even more tall and straight, unparalleled in the world.He remembered that during those days in Xinye, the young Kong Ming was always dressed in coarse white clothes, which could not conceal his natural celebrity demeanor...but wearing this Shu brocade that he personally selected for him represented the noble status of the prime minister.

Thinking of this, Liu Bei closed his eyes again, and slowly recited a poem in a cadenced tone: "Whoever-awakens the big dream first, I-know-"

Zhuge Liang turned around and looked at him with a smile: "Your Majesty woke up?"

Liu Bei turned over and lay on his side looking at his prime minister, smiling without saying a word.

The warm afternoon sun shone between the two of them, and the bamboo shadows swayed.The years were quiet, and the two looked at each other and smiled without saying a word.

Until Zhuge Liang finally smiled and asked: "What are you laughing at, Your Majesty?"

"I am very happy."

"Your Majesty, did you steal the drink?"

Liu Bei laughed and said, "Being friends with Kong Ming is like drinking fine wine. Why should I drink it secretly?"

A waiter saw His Majesty woke up earlier, and went to bring the medicine.Zhuge Liang took it, took a sip himself, and went to sit beside Liu Bei's couch.He picked up the decoction and blew it, and brought it to Liu Bei's mouth.

Liu Bei took a sip from the spoon very cooperatively, and then looked at his prime minister with a smile: "Do you know why my heart is so happy?"

Zhuge Liang smiled: "I must feel better."

Liu Bei shook his head: "That's not it. I'm just sighing. Back then, I stood outside your thatched cottage for half an hour waiting for you to wake up, but now it's this guy who waited for me to wake up by my bed, and even served you the soup. ..."

"Your Majesty," Zhuge Liang said with a smile, "the medicine is getting cold...Your Majesty, drink the medicine first..."

Liu Bei shook his head with a smile, and slowly chanted: "Ran Ran grows a lonely bamboo, and it has roots in Mount Tai."

Zhuge Liang knew that Liu Bei used the bamboo of Mount Tai as a metaphor to praise himself who was born on Mount Tai.Then he put the spoon back into the bowl, put the bowl on his lap, and said with a smile: "Your ruler is your ruler and minister, and the rabbit's silk is attached to the girl's dill."

"Sometimes rabbits are born, and the monarch and his ministers will be happy. Thousands of miles away, separated by mountains." Liu Bei smiled and said: "Since it is so inseparable from me now, why did I hide in the mountains so that I can find it easily!"

Zhuge Liang sighed: "The minister is waiting for His Majesty. Thinking about the king makes people grow old, so why is it too late for the car to come? Thinking of him as a world leader, with a heroic glory!"

Liu Bei burst out laughing: "Prime Minister congratulates me. But... 26 years old! How old is he? I really admire me so much, why did I hide twice? Hmph... don't you know that if you don't pick it out of date, it will wither with the autumn grass. Jun Liang holds high morals ,