Chapter 247 Going out of the mountain (thanks to Alkander for fifty thousand starting coins) (please take a half day off to polish)
The Zhuge family finally broke out of the rebel blockade.
The Taoist with a light temperament was leaning on a bamboo pole, his face was pale, and blood was flowing from the corner of his mouth.
He looked at the absent-minded young man next to him, stretched out his hand, and imitated the teacher's way of rubbing the child's soft black hair, and then untied the simple but clean Taoist robe on his body. He shook his hand and did not look at it, letting the Taoist robe
Covering the two girls, covering the exposed lower half of their shoulders.
The older one thanked him and pushed the sister next to him.
The girl with soft eyebrows and clean temperament was stunned for a moment.
There was still a trace of blood smell on the tip of the nose, but the light and heavy aroma of herbs on the Taoist robe made people feel calm for some reason. Subconsciously, he reached out and pinched the Taoist robe, wrapped his body tighter, and said a weak and gentle thank you.
A pair of eyes looked at the Taoist.
The Taoist coughed and moved forward, saying:
"We need to leave immediately."
"Can't stop."
Because of the appearance of Liu Beijun, and because Yuan finally stopped covering himself at this time.
With judgment honed in battles, he can avoid danger and kill the enemy when necessary.
They successfully arrived in Jingzhou. Here, the young man who was still a child with a child's heart locked himself up. He came out after a long time. He no longer looked at the breeze and the bright moon, no longer had fun, and even even
There is very little playing of the piano.
Instead, he began to learn the science of governing the world in the true sense.
In such days, the only fluctuation was that the young man's second sister seemed to have a good impression of the Taoist because of what he did that day, but the Taoist's eyes were always calm, and such a peaceful life could not
It ends after a few years.
Zhuge Xuan passed away.
They had no choice but to go to Longzhong again to live in seclusion.
Although Yuan was the oldest, Zhuge Liang, who was already sixteen years old at that time, was already taller and taller than the Taoist who had watched him grow up, and his appearance was longer. He had the vigor and youthfulness of a boy and the handsomeness of a young man.
, with a flamboyant look, spent the whole day studying with friends.
Among them, Mr. Shui Jing, Sima Hui, and Mr. Pang De are naturally highly respected.
The latter's disciple Pang Tong and the young Zhuge were quite congenial, and later Xu Shu. At that time, Yuan would occasionally discuss many principles with the people living in seclusion there, but in fact only those few people would agree with his views.
But this year, someone came to visit me again.
In fact, Yuan had already noticed when that person's Qi was approaching, because it was extremely similar to the woman's Qi he had seen on the mountains outside Langya when he was a boy. It was the kind of air that was open on the plateau, and there was no way to forget it.
.
He thought of what the woman said back then.
I will come and ask him that question.
At this moment, the Taoist, who was no longer immature, put down the book in his hand with a calm look on his face.
The ballistic robe was shot.
Get up and greet the guests.
He opened the door and sunlight streamed through the cracks in the leaves. The person outside the door was not a graceful woman, but a girl of fifteen or sixteen years old. Her temperament was cold and quiet. She wore simple and elegant clothes in blue and white, as if she was from Jiutian.
High winds swirling above.
The girl has tassels hanging from her waist.
On top is a white jade, and next to the white jade is half a Qin Dynasty finger.
When walking, the sound is clear and crisp.
Before the girl knocked on the door, she opened the door immediately when she saw Yuan. A trace of surprise and confusion flashed in her eyes, as if she didn't know what to do next. Then she quickly calmed down her emotions and showed a trace of politeness.
And with a distant smile, he nodded slightly and said:
"My name is Jue, and the double jade is Jue."
Her voice paused, remembering the question asked by the Queen Mother of the West.
So, in this secluded place in Longzhong, with distant mountains, flowing water, and gentle breeze, there is an elegant girl on this side of the door, and a Taoist with the scent of medicine on the other side of the door. One is standing against the door, and the other has his long sleeves slightly turned.
The gentle and quiet voice asked:
"I don't know about you, but do you still remember the appointment we made back then?"
……………………
Yuan naturally recalled what happened back then.
I thought of what the graceful woman asked me when I was going down the mountain.
I didn’t expect that the woman didn’t come herself, but instead let her daughter come?
Be really persistent.
Even the Taoist, whose heart was as deep as water, felt helpless. The corners of his mouth twitched, and he suddenly felt that this woman was really narrow-minded, so he had no choice but to invite the somewhat embarrassed girl into the house, but before he could ask a few words, there was a knock on the door.
Rings.
Yuan went to open the door.
Outside the door is a girl with gentle eyebrows and a coarse hairpin that cannot hide her scholarly temperament.
His tone was soft and gentle: "I heard that Brother Yuan, you have friends here."
"I'll bring you some snacks."
Yuan took the snack and thanked her. After the girl left, Jue, who was going down the mountain alone for the first time, looked at the Taoist in front of her curiously. She could tell that the girl should have a good impression of the Taoist in front of her, but she
I saw a dark look in the Taoist's eyes.
It is said that his heart is as calm as water, but the person in front of him is almost as if his heart is like water.
I don’t know what I went through.
At this time, Tiannu Jue seemed to have noticed something. She smiled apologetically, stretched out her hand, took out the hairpin, and made a slight stroke in the void. Then, as if a stream of wind opened up, several more women appeared directly here.
Although they look different in appearance, their temperaments are similar to that graceful woman from the beginning.
The Jue looked at the Taoist in front of him and asked:
"So, do you regret it now?"
The Taoist shook his head and answered the girl's question: "No regrets."
Jue knew more or less the experience of the Taoist in front of him, and looked at the pair of dull eyes with some curiosity. One of the women said with emotion: "It's really strange. I just went to see the wife that Zhuge Liang was engaged to marry.
His appearance feels very, very ordinary. He is so good-looking, why not find a great beauty?"
"Because he is good-looking enough."
The Taoist replied calmly: "If you still plan to find a beautiful woman, it is better to look in the mirror yourself."
"Only matching talent and virtue can make his life less boring in the future."
Several goddesses looked at this man in astonishment.
The Taoist's lips curled up and he said, "He said this himself."
In the afternoon of this day, Zhuge Liang rushed back after hearing the news, carrying his qin, sitting directly on the big stone outside the Taoist's door, playing the qin and singing:
"The moonrise is bright, the people are outstanding, the people are graceful and graceful, and the hard work is quiet."
Then he sang loudly: "Guan Guan Jiu Jiu, in the river state. A graceful lady, a gentleman likes to fight."
The melody is melodious and the singing voice is high and clear.
Jue was a little confused.
This bastard.
The Taoist's forehead twitched, he stood up and said politely: "Please wait a moment."
He stepped out, picked up the medicine hoe next to him, thought about it, and replaced it with the nine-section staff.
This one is easy to smoke.
The proud young man sat cross-legged under the sunset, winking.
Yuan took out the nine-section staff and started to hit it upwards.
The young man turned around and ran away.
It's a pity that Yuan was so exhausted that he couldn't catch up with the young man. Only the young man was left carrying the piano and running quickly ahead. He asked with a smile: "Yuan, who are those people? Could it be said that they are the people who belong to you in your heart?"
, did you reject my second sister? If that's the case, I can ask Mr. Shui Jing and Mr. Pang De to propose marriage on their behalf."
"How about it?"
Yuan leaned on the nine-section staff, held his waist and panted, saying:
"Come here and give me a hand."
The young man hesitated for a long time, but he still approached slowly. Finally, Yuan grabbed him and gave him a good meal. He took him by the back collar and told him what it means for a gentleman to be cautious. When the two of them went back, those few
The girl has left.
Under the moonlight, only the youngest Jue was still there. He turned around, smiled and nodded:
"Then, Taoist Master, Mr. Zhuge, take your leave."
"I will come back to ask you that question."
"Let's see you someday."
Yuan looked at the girl, nodded, and said, "See you tomorrow."
These unknown women left, and the days in Nanyang moved forward slowly. Finally, the young second sister left Nanyang and married Pang Shanmin, the son of Pang Degong. That day
, the Taoist just sent a deworming medicine bag, and the girl with soft eyebrows sent back an old but clean Taoist robe.
The young man was silent that day and just said: "Master Yuan, why?"
The Taoist touched the fine stitches on the Taoist robe and said in an inaudible tone:
"The world is uncertain."
"What is home for?"
"Besides, you know my body, I don't know when I will die."
"Of course you can't drag others down."
The young man was silent for a long time, pursed his lips, and said, "Don't worry."
"I will provide for you in your old age."
"My son and grandson will also have your incense."
"As for you being a drag...it's not much of a drag. Just live your life well."
"When you get old, I will take care of you."
The young man turned and left, his footsteps very heavy. Slowly, only he, Zhuge Jun, and the Taoist were left in Nanyang. This was peaceful until that day, when the man appeared again between Yuan and Zhuge.
in life.
That was the young ranger who heard Yuan talk about the aspirations of the people at the bottom when he was a boy.
The person who once blocked Cao Mengde has already gained fame in the world.
The twenty-seven-year-old young man told Yuan solemnly: "I'm going to help him."
Yuan was silent and said in a stiff tone: "He only has a few people and is wandering around."
"No!"
He paused, his voice softened, and comforted: "Your talent is rare in my life."
"If you practice with peace of mind, you will definitely become the founder of a sect, a true cultivator that is rare in thousands of years."
"But when you enter the human world, you will definitely be killed."
Therefore, the young man hesitated for a long time, but he finally decided to go out after the hero's repeated invitations. However, Yuan was weak and could only watch him leave, leaving only him and him in Nanyang.
Zhuge Jun, while he watched the young man go away, in a daze, he suddenly remembered what happened almost thirty years ago.
At that time, a young Taoist man with dimples in his mouth said to him.
When he came down from the mountain, his teacher once said that he should not get close to war and luck.
Otherwise, there will be danger of death, but as long as you practice with peace of mind, you will have thousands of years of true cultivation.
And now,
The child who once listened to the story told by his master persuaded his disciples.
But the disciples also did not listen to him.
Stepping into the world.
"Yuan, don't worry."
"Although the world is in chaos, I will definitely be able to bring peace to the people. When the time comes, I will return to Nanyang and not be an official. We will be self-sufficient here, read books and play the piano, and continue to have a big dream in the afternoon. By then you should be old
Alright."
He smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, I will take care of you."
He waved his hand.
Then he turned his head and walked away.
PS: Today’s update is 3,400 words. Please take half a day off to polish it... Hold your fists and thank Arcand for his 50,000 starting coins~
As for what Zhuge Wuhou was like as a person, I personally trust historical records, but I don’t use my own judgment to speculate too much, and I trust more the reactions of people at the time.
The evaluation reliability of contemporaries is stronger than that of later generations, and the evaluation reliability of Shu people is stronger than that of other countries.
The responses of people who have no political stance or family interests are more valuable.
The Jihan Dynasty has been extinct, but the people of Shu spontaneously offer sacrifices to Marquis Wu, and the incense has lasted for two thousand years. Who else among the emperors, generals and ministers in the world can do this? If this is not popular with the people, what else is it? This
Most of the people in this land are simple. You were kind to me, I remember... If this is what power and conspiracy can do, then can these two span two thousand years?