Xiangye wants to brush the sense of existence

There was a folding fan lying quietly inside the box. He, who was not holding it to look at it carefully, suddenly became interested, not for any other reason, but just curious about what pattern would be on the fan.

I thought it was vulgar flowers and plants, and I also thought it was a few lines of old poetry and poetry, but when he slowly opened it, he never expected that there were only two figures on horseback drawn on the white fan. juvenile.

One in front and one behind, the white clothes are flying, looking at each other brightly. . . . . .

Nan Puyue just glanced at it, then felt bored, she just wanted to call the servant to take it and throw it away, but her hands froze, she thought about it, she decided to forget it, so she put it away casually.

Zhuge Yi is 20 years old and Nan Puyue is 19 years old.

The rise in fame over the past few years was not due to him. Zhuge Yi himself was able to speak eloquently, and his political views won the favor of the king, so he finally lived up to his father's expectations and was promoted to prime minister in one fell swoop.

In less than a year, the power will soon fall to the government and the public, and the contacts, industries, wealth, etc. gradually accumulated in the past years will grow stronger day by day. born envy.

However, since ancient times, the court ministers have naturally been divided into three factions, one faction is neutral, and the other two factions exclude each other. The war of words is staged almost every day.

Now, the faction headed by the left minister Zhuge Yi and Ling An Wang Nan Puyue, although his status is not as noble as the royal family, but his speech and behavior have always been as calm as a mountain, and there is almost no trace of fear on his face.

Therefore, when two tigers fight each other, they will accumulate enmity.Even if Zhuge Yi didn't want to make enemies with him, there was no other way, the situation forced him to be serious, and he could only joke with Nan Puyue downward.

At the beginning, Nan Puyue would reply sarcastically: "It's cheap and good-looking? When I, King Ling'an, is a child? If you want to coax me, I will coax you! Hmph! Hypocrisy, hypocrisy!"

Later, after many times, he only felt that this person was sick!And ill!

As time passed, Nan Puyue was too lazy to say a word to him, but someone always approached him with a smile on his face.

Time flies, the past is like smoke, and the best childhood is just a dream and gone forever.

At night, one hundred thousand troops headed by Zhuge Yi camped in Mount Futu. Beyond Mount Futu was the Han River. The river was wide and long, and the river was full of sand.

Zhuge Yi was sitting in the tent looking at the topography of the map, and sitting across from him was Sima Yu, Marquis of Xiangbei County.

Sima Yu and Zhuge Yi are about the same age, and they have a good friendship. For several years, he has been following Zhuge Yi. At this moment, he frowned and said: "There is water ahead, and the waves are rough. I am afraid it will be difficult to cross, but if you go around the river , and it’s obviously not enough time, I’m afraid Luoyang will be trapped before we arrive.”

"Well, your analysis is good." Zhuge Yi nodded.

"Then what should I do as an adult?"

"Our army has [-] sailors, and they know how deep the water is. Tonight, the order will be sent down. Twenty sailors will lead forty infantry and forty cavalry to cut wood overnight. The wood is required to be three times thick and four to six feet long. Make sure to cut down a thousand logs before dawn." Zhuge Yi said with a serious face.

When Sima Yu heard it, he only cut wood all night?Don't build ships?Although he didn't understand, but he understood Zhuge Yi's personality and believed that he was right: "Okay, I'll make arrangements."

In the middle of the night, the dew was heavy, and the soldiers of Deling in the mountains began to get busy.

In Nan Puyue's tent here, Nan Puyue heard all kinds of noises suddenly coming from outside, but she didn't know what happened, and couldn't sleep anyway, so she simply got up and went outside to take a look.

It's okay if you don't look at it, but when you look at it, you can see moving figures in the bushes and mountains, and you don't need to think about who gave the order.

He came to Zhuge Yi's tent with big strides, and immediately asked, "What do you mean?"

Zhuge Yi had already guessed that he would come, so he pulled him to sit down with a smile, he flung his sleeves, broke free from his hands, slowly turned his back and walked a few steps away, said in a deep voice: "Please give me a favor, Mr. Prime Minister." Wang explained."

"Shipbuilding." Zhuge Yi said relaxedly. Seeing his puzzled face, he explained, "After passing this Futu Mountain, the Han River is in front of you. This method..."

It was rare for Nan Puyue to listen to him patiently. Although he didn't like the person in front of him very much, he still had a sense of what was more important at this time, and said without any expression on his face: "If that's the case, then I'm just worried about it, I don't care about this matter, you can take care of it yourself." After speaking, he glanced at him, lifted the curtain and left.

Before he took a few steps out of the tent, a vigorous figure behind him quickly jumped in front of him, and before he could react, he pushed him against the tent.