【Three Kingdoms Colleagues】Liang Yunjuxi

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In the few days before the expedition, it was difficult for Zhuge Liang to sit quietly at home.

It rained continuously for several nights, and the peach blossoms in the yard fell all over the ground, but after a few wanderings, the peach blossoms bloomed even more beautifully.

Sitting in front of the desk full of official documents, the cool afternoon wind blows in from outside the door, making people a little tired.

Zhuge Liang closed his eyes, and before he could fall asleep, he was awakened by Yueying.

"Husband" Yueying stood aside gracefully, hugging a bunch of squirrels, the darkness in the study was washed away by this smear.

Putting the azalea in a hollow bamboo tube, Yueying then tidied up the messy desk and placed the azalea in the right corner of the desk.

"The waiter of Yongchang Pavilion is here, Husband, don't make him wait any longer." Yueying caressed Rose Hong's azalea, and slowly walked out the door with a smile on her face.

Zhuge Liang rubbed his eyes, his thinking was still a little sluggish.

Zi Long?How could he come to visit?

He rushed out the door in a hurry, forgetting to arrange his clothes carefully.

Going out the door, raising his eyes, Zhuge Liang saw that Zhao Yun was standing in the courtyard with his back facing him, his back was tall and straight, like pines and cypresses on a green mountain.

Falling flowers are colorful, and Zhao Yun is surrounded by a cluster of bright red azaleas. I heard from Yueying that this year's spring is very warm, and the flowers bloom very early.

Zhao Yun turned around and saw Zhuge Liang, smiling and shaking the jug in his hand: "Yun came here specially to make amends."

Zhuge Liang also laughed: "How can only one pot of wine be enough?"

After staring at each other, I remembered to turn around and bring Zhao Yun into the guest room.

At first, Zhao Yun filled a glass for himself and Zhuge Liang, and then sat quietly.

The atmosphere of drinking is quiet and slow.

"I dreamed about the late emperor last night." Zhao Yun lowered his eyebrows and took a sip of wine, then turned to fill the second cup for himself.

Late Emperor?Zhuge Liang put down the wine.

"The first emperor's voice is the same as before, he said..." Zhao Yun drank the second cup with a smile, and then looked at Zhuge Liang.

Zhuge Liang was still as calm as before, he waited for Zhao Yun to put down his wine glass.

"The first emperor said that our Northern Expedition will be successful. Is this the last wish of the first emperor?" Zhuge Liang choked on the confusion on Zhao Yun's eyebrows.However, maybe his original intention was never to listen to Zhuge Liang's answer.

After drinking three cups, Zhao Yun's eyes became foggy and his cheeks turned slightly red. He was not particularly good at drinking.When he was about to pick up the fourth glass, his speech was already vague, he paused, as if he didn't have the extra strength to support the wine glass, he accidentally knocked it over, and the azure cloth was stained a little wet.

Zhao Yun stared at it for a long time, and then laughed out loud.

"The three generals have always said that Yun doesn't know how to drink. Whenever there is an opportunity at the celebration banquet, they will come to discuss a few glasses. This wine was originally a gift from the three generals. Yun has always been reluctant to drink it. It's a pity now." The voice was low, There was no emotion in Zhao Yun's words.

It's just that the wine is here, and the people are gone, so what's it like?He still can only drink a small amount of wine, but the words in his heart are accumulating more and more.

It has been rainy and rainy year after year in the land of Shu, and some pain can be aroused by it.Zhao Yun has often felt powerless recently, and his legs and feet are hurting from time to time. This is not the first cup he has accidentally knocked over. The mountain wind pours into the gloomy oppression of the building. Does it indicate that there will be a heavy rain in the near future, bringing Unable to refuse, resolutely devouring the unknown fate.

"Maybe, we are all old." Zhuge Liang silently poured himself a cup.He had already drunk enough, but there was no trace of drunkenness on his face.

"Prime Minister is still willing to compete with the fate." The dizzy Zhao Yun simply put his head on his arms, closed his eyes, and smiled calmly and lazily.

"Of course." Zhuge Liang vaguely found the outline of a group of young generals from his lowered eyebrows and eyes, and he thought, maybe this is really drunk.

Zhao Yun held his hand again, and murmured, "I'm too stubborn, too stubborn... But in this war, soldiers will probably die."

His opened eyes were full of turbidity.

"The destiny cannot be violated, but it can be resisted. Prime Minister, Yun has been following the prime minister and looking at the prime minister. Thank you, prime minister... for giving me a chance." Zhao Yun seemed to have finally finished speaking. Huh fell asleep.

In the calm wine, Zhuge Liang saw his old face. It turned out that people really grow old in an instant. He squeezed Zhao Yun's hand tightly.

Just as the late emperor said, the Northern Expedition will definitely...

This short visit ended with Zhuge Liang personally sending the drunk Zhao Yun home.

After that, it was the oath of the generals, the offering of sacrifices, and the killing of sacrifices.

Looking at the sky in the distance, Zhuge Liang poured down a cup of strong wine.

Then, in the continuous light rain in central Sichuan, the day of Jianxing's six-year expedition was ushered in.

In the past, I have gone, Yang Liu Yiyi.

□□Glamourous, windy.

The morning before the trip, the rain finally stopped.The wet dew still wet the soldier's clothes, but almost everyone had hope on their faces.

Zhuge Liang, who had bid farewell to Liu Chan, turned around respectfully, and at a glance saw the back of Zhao Yun standing in front of the army, combined with the usual young general and silver armored horse.

The banner prepared by Zhao Yun's entrustment was slowly raised in front of the three armies to conquer the Central Plains and restore the Han Dynasty.All of a sudden, smiles appeared on the faces of the soldiers.

"Han army mighty!"

"Rejuvenate the Han Dynasty!"

"Battle!"

The loud shouts made people's ears tremble.

No one deliberately shouted out their heads, and there was a tacit understanding hidden in everyone's heart.

In the sound of the marching horn, what Zhao Yun said came to Zhuge Liang's ears again.

Prime Minister, let's do what we haven't done together!

The first ray of brilliance cast by the early sun in the distant mountains, was coated with golden light, and dyed a layer of warmth between the sleeves.

The destiny cannot be violated, but it can be resisted.Zhuge Liang recited this sentence silently in his heart.

Looking at Zhao Yun again with clear eyes, he suddenly felt relieved.

Only to fight against the destiny.

Zhuge Liang glanced back at the happy young majesty on the tower, and the joyous people beside the road, and suddenly overflowed with enthusiasm, flashed the whip in his hand, and shouted confidently: "The whole army! Let's go!"

The grass is green and the flags cover the sky.This year was 228 A.D. Zhuge Liang made his first Northern Expedition. Both he and the Han army had boundless pride and ambition.

In the smoke of the war, the big banner with the words "overcome the Central Plains" fluttered in the wind towards the sky. Zhuge Liang was so confident. After many years of self-confidence, whenever he recalled it, he would leave a resentful sadness in his heart.

Only then did he realize that even though he had seen real destruction, he would never see new life again.

It turned out that they had such a good opportunity once.

Rejuvenate the Han Dynasty and return to the old capital.

In many cases, history is a mixture of blood and tears for those who experience it, but for those who read it, it is just a narrative of a paragraph.

The first Northern Expedition came to an end in a few paragraphs. Zhuge Liang returned to Chengdu from Hanzhong. He couldn't bear to behead Ma Di, and then came the news of the death of Bosong's child. Overnight, Zhuge Liang seemed to have aged a lot.

The morning light is faint, and the closer it is to the capital, the more beautiful the light is.

A moist breath rushed towards his face, and the cool dew soaked Zhengyi.After the mist, the mountain breeze caresses the forest vaguely, and the distant mountains are luxuriant.Smoke billowed from the barracks.

The soldiers all sat in a group of three or five, and had a quick meal.At this moment, thinking of the relatives and lovers of Xinnian who are hundreds of miles away, the excitement can hardly be concealed on the tired face of running around.

The sun rose slowly, with a bit of warmth.

In Jinguan City, in order to welcome Xiangfu's return, Liu Chan dressed in court clothes and greeted him ten miles outside the city.Many people put down their work for the time being, and surrounded both sides of the road with water.

In their simple and gentle eyes, there is not much plot about politics and the failure of war.Farmers are pure and kind by nature, if they discuss and yell on Qianmo, the battle is not actually a defeat, it's just that they didn't win.

For people living in troubled times, what they want in life is nothing more than the four words "peace of mind and body".Zhuge Liang gave them this peace of mind, and the land of Sichuan and Shu gave them this kind of security, so they are willing to follow.

After Xie En and His Majesty, Zhuge Liang, who was leading the horse towards the city gate, didn't know what it was like.

Most of the people on the side of the road looked at the returning conscripts with joy, and even sharp-eyed ones shouted loudly for their sons or husbands.

For some who can be reunited, their hearts are full of comfort, but they are also a little eager to watch, but they can only watch.

Witnessing these joys and sorrows in the world, Zhuge Liang thought of the late Zhuge Qiao for a moment, and frowned deeply.

During the Northern Expedition, Bo Song went, but did not return.

His complexion was not good, and he blamed himself very much. Zhuge Liang felt that no one had the right to decide the fate of others.In this Northern Expedition, some mistakes were made, and those heroic spirits who died in the war felt resentment?

Wolong, who has always been confident, suddenly has some doubts about himself here, even though he knows that if Cao Wei does not attack, the Shu Han is in danger.So, walk through the crowd.Zhuge Liang mentioned a sentence for no reason, with a half-bitter smile, Ruo Yihong lightly walked through the atmosphere of reunion and laughter.

"Zilong, Northern Expedition..." The words were not complete.

Zhao Yun also led the horse and followed Zhuge Liang. Although Zhuge Liang's sentence was very shallow, Zhao Yun had always had a keen ear, but he was stunned when he heard that sentence.

"Prime Minister, no one can violate the destiny...you...neither can." Zhao Yun said with his head lowered, looking at the general who was pinned to his waist.

Zhuge Liang was even more bitter: "But I never believed in the destiny."

Zhao Yun laughed again.

Even in such a situation, his eyes are still clear.

He put his hands around Zhuge Liang's sleeves, only staying for a moment.

"I know, Yun always knew"

"But the prime minister... is always the one who dares to do it."

Zhuge Liang's flame was extinguished silently like this.

The warm sun was gradually fading away, and a light rain fell from the sky, washing away the dust raised on the street.The crowd was not in a hurry to disperse, looking around, no one was in a hurry to hold up an umbrella to shelter from the rain, as if the rain could also wash away the bitterness in their hearts.

"What's more, there are successors." Zhao Yun led the horse and walked away slowly, the red tassel on his helmet was raised, and he looked back at Jiang Weiboyue who was closely behind Zhuge Liang.

Jiang Wei was just a young general at this time, wearing silver and white armor, holding a pistol in his hand, but in order not to hurt anyone, he acted extremely carefully.

She was originally a beautiful face, but because of the laughter and enthusiasm of many girls beside the road, she was shy and didn't know what to do, and her ears were red a lot.

Zhuge Liang followed Zhao Yun's gaze, and it was Jiang Wei who stammered and helped up a fallen girl, but the barrel of the gun was long, and his face was full of embarrassment.

Feeling relieved all of a sudden, Zhuge Liang shook his head and laughed along with Zhao Yun.

No one can survive time, everyone knows this truth.But if the struggle can continue, and the unfinished business can be regarded as a place of hope.

The matter of the Northern Expedition is probably what the rest of my life wants.

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