【Three Kingdoms Colleagues】Liang Yunjuxi

Shu Palace

On a light rainy afternoon, the fragrance of hibiscus flowers in bloom lingered among the palace rooms.

This season has already left the dull summer heat, as recorded in the classics, the sky is cool and cool, the mysterious energy is high, and the light breeze is beginning to flow in, with a desolate coolness.

Liu Chan has been in a very relaxed mood for the past few days. There is nothing to worry about in the rear of the country, and the front line has always been carefully directed by the prime minister.

Looking at the Three Kingdoms, there is nothing wrong with peace.

He smiled and pointed in the direction of the table with his fingers, and immediately a palace attendant wearing a green robe brought fine wine and presented it to his lips. This was his new favorite woman, full of plain dimples, with skin like snow.

The court music of the bells and chimes mixed with the sound of the drizzle, and Liu Chan, who was more and more urged, fell into a drowsy dream. At this moment, he heard the eunuch gently whispering in his ear: "Your Majesty, Shangshu The servant shoots Lord Li Fu to see... Your Majesty... Your Majesty..."

Liu Chan turned over impatiently.

"No." He was already half asleep and half awake.

The eunuch's hoarse voice came to mind again.

Just this time.

Liu Chan sat up in shock from the slump.

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☆、Extra one and two

Extra Story No. [-]

Destiny cannot be violated, but it can be resisted

He may not have thought that his unknown destiny has been deeply connected with this sentence.Many years later, under the starry sky as bright as that night, he has also become the person who shoulders the heavy responsibility. Except for Zhao Guang, who is always by his side, no one can express the depression in his heart.

He stood alone on the hillside, feeling the cold wind of summer night destroying his weak body and mind.The silent years have already smoothed out the vitality of the youth, and Jiang Wei can finally feel the guilt that Zhuge Liang had back then.

He still remembered the tears he shed in despair not long ago, he remembered that Zhao Guang and the soldiers of the three armies begged him for his helplessness, and he also heard someone asking him if he felt sorry.When he finally realized this, he was really the only one left.

"Jiang Boyue, do you... still feel it's a pity?" Somebody's quiet question made the vibrant summer night tinged with unknown sadness.

Zhuge Zhan died in battle in Mianzhu. When the news came this morning, the tent was filled with sadness at first.Many people covered their ears in disbelief. Zhuge Zhan, who was supposed to be reassuring and believed to inherit the mantle of Marquis Wu, died unexpectedly. People panicked for a while.

Have they lost the light at last, and are going to perish one by one.

Many people were panicked by the news of Zhuge Zhan's death in battle, fearing not knowing when tomorrow's fate would be, but Jiang Wei remembered a chubby child who hugged his leg and showed him a gun around him.

That was really many, many years ago. There was such an afternoon, all the familiar people were still there, and he was not as sad as today when he listened to the melodious sound of the piano.

It's just that after the death of the prime minister, the relationship between the two became more and more estranged. For some reason, Jiang Wei was also annoyed, but he couldn't help but choose to fight against the destiny.Zhao Guang often said that his obsession was too deep, and the title of Northern Expedition Mad Demon had already been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

The helmet was thrown heavily on the ground. Facing the banner of the Central Plains, Jiang Wei sighed. In the wind, he saw his silver hair hanging down in a messy bun.

Suddenly unable to see the direction of the future, he could only walk in place, as if he was waiting for the dawn, only to find that he was imprisoned in the endless darkness.

This time waiting, I don't know when it will end.

Deng Ai's army was probably watching them not far away, Jiang Wei suddenly felt a little weak.But God seems to refuse to give him a chance to rest. The Wei army has captured Mianzhu, and it is not far from Chengdu. His Majesty is in danger, and he has to rush back.

Over the years, he always thought about what the prime minister would do if he was here.But no matter how many years have passed, Jiang Wei still has a moment to forget that there are no ifs in this world.Dazhong soon fell, and Jiang Wei heard the ghostly drumbeat again and again, but his heart was no longer as young as it was back then.

Before retreating, Zhao Guang took the reins of Jiang Wei's horse, and he sighed softly to the moonlight, that there was not much time left for them, and this "they" contained so much bitterness.

"How can you stay? If you stay, you will die." Jiang Wei roared angrily and almost fell off his horse, but it was Zhao Guang who held him steady.

Suddenly, Jiang Wei felt that Zhao Guang was crazy, he was crazy, everything was crazy.

"How does the general know that I will definitely die?" Zhao Guang suddenly smiled, and his handsome face was illuminated by the fire, giving him a feeling of not existing in the world.Then, he immediately said, "Our generation is not dead yet, how can Boyue be hopeless." While saying this, Zhao Guang suddenly changed his title, and then drew out the Qingzhi sword hanging from his waist, It was the one that Zhao Yun wore back then.

Zhao Guang looked up at Jiang Wei silently for a while.

"I regard Bo Yue as a confidant, and my elder brother is also very grateful to Bo Yue for discussing the posthumous title of my father. There is no way to repay him. A scholar who is a confidant dies. Guang is only a young general, and life and death cannot shake the overall situation. But Your Majesty still needs Bo The inheritance left by the late emperor and the will of Marquis Wu all need him...besides, Bo Yue must remember...the destiny can be resisted."

Jiang Wei was stunned.

At this time, Zhao Guang, who had just finished speaking, put down the reins, and suddenly stabbed the horse's leg lightly with his sword, and the horse ran into the night in fright.

Jiang Wei was also surprised. After regaining his balance, he wanted to drive the horse back, but the horse just ran forward desperately.

Looking back, Zhao Guang was surrounded by a fiery red.Jiang Wei saw Zhao Guang's lips move, and said something silently.

Take care.

"Those who still have horses, go with the general. We must protect them well. The rest will stay with me." Turning his face away, he felt the coldness of the face stimulated by the air. In the strong wind, Jiang Wei heard the sound behind him. The voice of Zhao Guang assigning orders was already far away.

In fact, both Jiang Wei and Zhao Guang knew that this was just a futile struggle.

Zhao Guang, who said that his destiny can be contested, still did not escape his destiny in the end.Jiang Wei held the presented green sword and stood under the setting sun. The brick walls of the Jiange Pavilion were stained with blood-red desolation. Jiang Wei stood like that, unable to let go of it for a long time.

Maybe it's just a millennium is fleeting, and regrets are hard to get rid of. After a lifetime of hard pursuit, it's all in vain.

After all, destiny is hard to break.

But it's just guilt, it's too late, too late to fight successfully, it's already...

Time always ignores people's joys and sorrows, and the pace of history stops at the first month of 264 AD.

On that day, the familiar Jincheng palace was surrounded by colored lights.

It was a full moon in the sky, and there were no stars.

Jiang Wei glanced at Zhong Hui not far away, and was shot with arrows.The indigo fabric has been dyed black with blood.Jiang Wei smiled contemptuously at the soldiers who wanted to capture him alive.

Raising the Qingzhi sword, he closed his eyes.

Extra episode, second, the car that didn't start

Zhao Yun once had his favorite time.

At that time, the lord owned only a small piece of land. They were busy training soldiers every day. When it was their turn to rest and take a bath, they would bring a few pots of good wine and drive their horses to the sandy bank by the river. The reed leaves fell all over Tingzhou. , They watched the sun set over the Han River again and again while drinking.

They are by no means content with the status quo of being dependent on others, and they also have unlimited hopes for the future.

When Zhuge Liang was not too busy with military affairs, he would occasionally go with them.

Military generals always have no scruples when drinking, and Zhao Yun is always the one who gets knocked down by the can after the first drink.He doesn't look good when he's drunk, and his wine isn't bad, but he will hang around people like a little furry animal, and he can't be driven away no matter how hard he tries to drive him away.

Coincidentally, when he wakes up, he always doesn't remember this incident, and everyone tacitly didn't tell him about this trait, because Zhuge Liang is the one who suffers every time.

This day is still in the spring, and the willow branches are covered up more and more gracefully after the continuous spring rain. The three thousand peach blossoms on the bank are in full bloom. Liu Bei and the three brothers are going to the peach garden to celebrate their sworn brothers together. Zhao Yun He and Zhuge Liang naturally followed. To heighten the atmosphere, Zhuge Liang also brought a Yaoqin.

It was said to be a celebration of the sworn brotherhood, but it was just another place to have lunch. Zhang Fei and others drank their heads, and the group of demons who were already contented began to dance wildly.Zhao Yun and Zhuge Liang sat on a small mat under the willow tree to avoid the midday sun, the Yaoqin was casually placed on their knees, and the tassels were scattered all over the ground.

Zhao Yun was plucking the strings, playing the notes on the spectrum one by one.

Zhuge Liang picked up the cup intermittently and delivered the wine to his lips, his eyebrows and eyes curved.

"Let me listen to it, it's really good."

Zhao Yun smiled gently: "The military teacher taught well."

Zhuge Liang's eyes deepened, and he couldn't help teasing him: "Then I don't know what reward Zilong has."

award?

Zhao Yun was stunned, so he repeated the passage just now, and raised his bright eyes again, looking at Zhuge Liang with beautiful black eyes: "Is this okay?"

Zhuge Liang just fed a mouthful of fish cake, and it was rare that he didn't choke.

He swallowed the fish cake dumbfounded: "The reward, the reward is that I will charge tuition for your military advisor."

Zhao Yun was serious; "But, my salary will not be until next month..."

His eyelashes were raised, shining like water.

The forest leaves are cloudy.Zhuge Liang was a little dazed.

The wine lingered into the throat and transpired with a sticky and spicy taste, and a slight smile almost submerged in silence appeared on the corner of the mouth.

"Then this time we can just forget it." Zhuge Liang said very aggrieved, without blushing.

Zhao Yun nodded like pounding garlic.Later, he would occasionally think that the spectrum map was forcibly given by the military adviser, and the melody was forcibly taught by the military adviser, but why did he have to pay the reward fee backwards? Mr. gave rewards, but I heard that there is a reverse reason.Of course, Zhuge Liang will never let him have a day to figure it out.

Slender weeping willows in the shape of algae walked through Zhuge Liang's misty eyes. The noon sun became more intense, and there were scattered drunk and sleeping generals scattered in the courtyard, far away from them.

Zhuge Liang took back a spectrum, and pointed his fingers to pluck the strings. It was purely an act of Qianxing. It was like pearls falling on a jade plate. Said: "military division, what song is this, is there a score?".

Zhuge Liang pretended to be mysterious: "Guess"

Zhao Yun was slightly taken aback.The star-like eyes blinked uncertainly, and his vision clearly told him that the military advisor who smelled of wine was waving to him. The "cunning" revealed in that gentleness reminded Zhao Yun of a confident man. The fox, and I am the hare delivered to the door.

"Did the military division do it himself?"

Zhuge Liang shook his head.

Zhao Yun shyly said, "Then... it was someone else who did it."

Zhuge Liang still shook his head, that young and handsome face outlined with a blush made him dazed as soon as it appeared, he thought of the connection with him, but even if there was no such bondage, just Ruo Zhilan Qiongyu in front of him The young man...with a timid smile on his face, and the confusion of alcohol, even Zhuge Liang lost his mind for a moment.

He felt the magic in him.

So he grabbed his hand and fiddled with the strings: "It doesn't matter, my military division will teach you in person."

Staring at Zhao Yun, Zhuge Liang narrowed his eyes slightly and smiled.He pushed all of this to his inability to drink, so these four words urged him to act differently from usual. He stretched out his hand and lightly touched the man's cheek, and Zhao Yun's cheek turned red from the cold touch, so he shyly Head lowered, fingers entangled in long stray tassels.

Zhuge Liang was touched suddenly, a little greedy for the warmth within reach, the young man remained silent, neither pandering nor refusing.

His eyes suddenly dimmed, "Military Master..." He heard the other party calling him in a soft voice, and the reason that was taken away by the smell of alcohol made him slowly lower his head and approach Zhao Yun.

Yaoqin inadvertently made a transparent sound, vaguely, it seemed to be Zhuge Liang's triumphant laughter, Zhao Yun's body suddenly stiffened, and Zhuge Liang buried his head in his shoulder.

The gushing hot air lingered around the neck, and Zhao Yunshen smacked the same hot skin that was getting closer and closer.

(1800 characters are omitted here) I have no idea who will get on and who will get off

Just now, the desire that was almost on the verge of being triggered was silent with the wind, and there were flickering lights and shadows shooting into his eyes. He didn't know whether it was a dream or waking up, whether it was beginning or resting, Zhuge Liang only felt that his whole heart was throbbing indescribably.He raised his waist and held Zhao Yun's face, and slowly covered Zhao Yun's eyes,

Zhao Yun didn't speak, because his wine-smelling lips gently covered his lips again.