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The storyteller took a sip of tea and continued to talk down.

In February of the spring of the ninth year of Jianxing, Zhuge Liang went out to Qishan six times.

The Shu army was waiting for the battle, but the food and grass were not delayed. Zhuge Liang used the "fish eyes mixed with pearls" strategy and defeated Sima Yi. He also received an urgent report from Chengdu, saying that Sun Wu invaded, and hurried to return to the court half of the division. On the way back, he shot and killed the Wei army commander Zhang He in ambush!

But after returning to Chengdu, I learned that it was Li Yan, the minister who was entrusted with orphans, did not handle the food and grass on time, so I falsely spread news that Sun Wu invaded and deceived Zhuge Liang into slaughtering Zhuge Liang for his troops. Instead, I falsely accused Zhuge Liang of suddenly returning for some reason! The advantage of going out to Qishan six times was thus dissipated!

"Thief!" A roar came. It turned out that the great scholar surnamed Zhu was very angry at this time. He was about to beat the storyteller in his hand, but was stopped by the great scholar Helan: "Brother Zhu, he became irritable and irritable... He acted, he was acted..."

The great scholar surnamed Zhu breathed a sigh of relief and bowed: "Hey! He lost his compulsory, he lost his compulsory... This Li Yan, Mr. Li has learned so much! Mr. continue, continue!"

The storyteller twitched the corners of his mouth.

In just a moment, I have been jumping back and forth on the brink of death twice!

I have to remind my colleagues that you don’t have to work hard on imitating these villains!

The more you work hard, the faster you die.

The storyteller coughed and continued to talk.

In February of the spring of the 12th year of Jianxing, Kong Ming submitted a memorial again, intending to go out to Qishan seven times. Qiao Zhou, the then Grand Historian, expressed his opposition.

Qiao Zhou said: "I am now in charge of Tiantai, but there are good fortunes and good fortunes. We must report: There are tens of thousands of birds flying from the south and rushing to the Han River to die. This is an unknown sign. I also looked at the celestial phenomena and saw that Kui Xing was divided into Taibai. The prosperity was in the north and it was not conducive to attacking Wei. In addition, the people of Chengdu all heard of the cypress trees crying at night: There are such disasters and strange things, so the prime minister should only be careful and not move rashly."

Kong Ming said: "I was entrusted by the late emperor to the orphanage. I should try my best to fight against the thief. How can I get rid of the major national affairs in a false disaster?"

Then he led 340,000 troops, divided into five routes and two routes, and seven routes to Qishan!

...

Zheliu Academy.

Kong Tianfang put down the manuscript in his hand, frowning, and Tian Haiyi looked puzzled.

"What's wrong with the head of the hospital?"

Kong Tianfang shook his head, pointed at the manuscripts of the Three Kingdoms with his fingers, and said, "That boy Chen Luo is going to cause trouble!"

Tian Haiyi wondered: "How can I tell?"

Kong Tianfang sighed: "Look at the beginning of the 102th chapter of his life, he exudes an ominous sign! With his writing style, he will never write for no reason, just for fear that something big will happen."

Tian Haiyi recalled for a moment and smiled, "What? He dares to attack Zhuge Kongming?"

"The Wen Xiang side is about to build Kong Ming into a spiritual symbol of my Confucian school!"

"Hahaha... I've been worried too much... the head of the hospital has been worried too much..."

Kong Tianfang said lightly: "Do you still remember what happened when Chen Luo posted multiple chapters last time?"

Tian Haiyi was stunned.

Lying...

The blood-spraying dragon girl in the city!

Tian Haiyi suppressed his palpitations and shook his head: "Impossible! With Chen Luo's previous writing style, they all ended perfectly."

"This time, the Three Kingdoms must be the return of the Han Dynasty!"

"Hahaha...Chief of Confucius Institute, don't be exaggerated...Hahaha...Haha..."

Kong Tianfang sighed deeply, looked towards Dongcangcheng, and whispered-

"Chen Luo, take care of yourself!"

...

In the city of Dongcang.

Chen Luo has difficulty using his pen.

For some reason, this chapter is always much harder to write than before. It is already dark outside, and it will be halfway through.

Chapter 13 - "Sima in the upper valley is trapped, Wuzhangyuan Zhuge Shengxing".

"He said: It will be not long before food is enough."

Kong Ming sighed and said, "He knows me well!"

The chief clerk Yang Yong advised, "I saw that the Prime Minister often proofreads his own letters, and I thought it was not necessary... Sima Yi's words are the most profound words."

Kong Ming cried and said, "I don't know. I'm just entrusted by the late emperor to the orphanage, for fear that others are not as good as me!" Everyone shed tears.

Chen Luo wrote this and rubbed his slightly sore wrist. Between the lines, he seemed to see an old man who was eating and eating at night trying to carry the tilted building with his hunched body.

Until he should return, he still tried to fight for his life with heaven...

It’s not that I’m afraid of death, but that I haven’t fulfilled my promise to the first Lord!

You can still devote yourself to your work and dare not die.

"I have always been familiar with the method of praying for sacrifice, but I don't know what God will do. You can lead forty-nine soldiers, each holding soap flag, wearing soap clothes, and surrounding the tent; I pray to the Beidou in the tent."

"If the main lamp does not turn off within seven days, my life can be increased by one cent; if the lamp goes off, I will die. I will not teach you to enter the house. All the things that are needed will be transported by two children."

...

"Jiang Wei was in the account and saw Kong Ming wearing a sword, stepping on the storm and fighting, suppressing the generals. Suddenly, he heard a shout outside the village and wanted to ask someone to ask. Wei Yanfei stepped in and said, "The Wei army is here."

"Yan's steps were fast and he actually put out the master lamp. Kong Ming abandoned the sword and sighed: Life and death have a life, and it cannot be saved!"

...

"So fast..." After writing this chapter, Chen Luo sighed.

It seems that he wrote that he was still yesterday in the world, and it seems that he was still in front of him by the east wind thousands of miles away from the Red Cliff. Why did he reach this Wuzhangyuan in a blink of an eye?

The arrogant and loyal Guan Yunchang left; the brave and reckless Zhang Yide left; the courageous and reckless Zhang Zilong, who was full of courage and always won the whole life, left; the old Huang Hansheng, who was stronger and stronger, had white hair, died;

The confidant who treated him as a national sage, fell into disgrace in his early years, fled in middle age, and became emperor in his later years, also left in Baidi City. Looking around, he was the only one left.

Too lonely.

The moment the seven-star lamp collapsed, he might have known his destiny.

That's why Jiang Wei was stopped who was about to kill Wei Yan.

But, regret...

...

Chen Luo rubbed his face, for no reason, felt a little wet on his hands, and did not stop, and continued to write the next chapter-

"The Falling Star Han Prime Minister returns to heaven, and sees Mu Si, Governor Wei's fearlessness."

Zhuge Liang, who was known to be dead, taught Jiang Wei what he had learned throughout his life, leaving a backbone for the Han Dynasty, and then began to arrange all parties to deal with him after his death in detail.

One by one, one by one, one by one, clear and clear.

How to advance, retreat, and keep it in a clear and organized manner.

All the family and national affairs are not worried about themselves!

The last rest was when the Secretary Li Fu opened his eyes again.

Fu said: Fu was ordered by the emperor and asked the prime minister who could take charge of great affairs a hundred years later.

Kong Ming said: After I die, I can take on major events: Jiang Gongyan is the right one.

Fu said: Who can continue after Gongyan?

Kong Ming said: Fei Wenwei can follow him.

Fu asked again: Who will be the successor after Wenwei?

Kong Ming did not answer. Everyone was looking forward and recalling that they had passed away. On August 23, the 12th year of Jianxing, he lived for fifty-four years.

Birds plunge into the river, cypresses cry at night, autumn wind rises, and big stars fall!

Three times, he often disturbed the world's plans, and two dynasties helped the old ministers.

He died before he could succeed, which made the hero cry.

...

I, Zhuge Liang, are known as Mr. Wolong.

Know astronomy and geography.

Don't you know that the Han Dynasty has been exhausted?

Don't you know that the limit is to divide the world into three parts?

so,

You came to me for the first time, and I hid.

You came to me for the second time, and I avoided it.

You came to me for the third time, and I went to bed in the cottage in spring, deliberately neglecting it.
To be continued...