Chapter nine hundred and seventh animal Zhuge Liang
Zhuge Liang stared at the empty bowl, gritted his teeth secretly, and felt a surge of anger in his heart.◎Literature Museumr />
He suddenly raised his head and glared at his brother angrily.
Zhuge Jin was not afraid at all, and responded to Zhuge Liang with cold eyes.
The look in his eyes was full of resentment, as if he was accusing Zhuge Liang of his ruthless act in the Baishui River that day when Zhuge Liang ignored his brotherly love and cruelly cut off his arm and pushed him into the river.
Zhuge Liang's angry eyes immediately softened, and he lowered his head in shame, not daring to look directly at Zhuge Jin.
Zhuge Jin didn't scold him, he just stared at him intently.
Zhuge Liang was so ashamed that he could only lower his head and silently endure his elder brother's resentful stare.
For three days in a row, apart from eating and sleeping, Zhuge Jin spent the rest of the time staring at Zhuge Liang, as if he wanted to kill Zhuge Liang with his eyes.
At the beginning, Zhuge Liang would still feel extremely uncomfortable and embarrassed by being stared at, but as time went by, the guilt in his heart became less and less.
hunger.
The unbearable pain of hunger has gradually replaced the shame.
For three days, the jailer would bring a small bowl of chaff every day, but every time, Zhuge Jin would snatch it away, and Fengjuan Canyun would eat it all, leaving not a single bite for him.
The grains had not been exhausted for several days, and Zhuge Liang, who was already weak, became increasingly hungry and weak, and almost no longer had the strength to breathe.
The instinct of hunger is quickly eating away at Zhuge Liang's spirit, forcing him to forget the guilt of killing his brother.
On the fourth day, the prison guards brought chaff again, and Zhuge Jin took it down as usual and gulped it down.
Zhuge Liang was so hungry that he crawled close to his brother and begged: "Brother, please give me a bite, I'm so hungry."
Zhuge Jin glanced at Zhuge Liang. Suddenly, he stood up, walked to another corner, squatted down and continued to eat by himself.
For Zhuge Liang, who had broken his leg and was hungry, the distance of these few steps was already a thousand miles of mountains and rivers. Zhuge Jin was clearly teasing him by doing this.
Zhuge Liang became angry and gasped: "Brother, I am your biological brother after all. Do you really have the heart to starve me to death?"
Zhuge Liang was so hungry that he was so excited that he actually talked about brotherhood with Zhuge Jin.
"My biological brother? You still dare to say that you are my biological brother? Throughout the ages, has anyone cut off his biological brother's arm and pushed him to death?" Zhuge Jin was extremely angry and roared at Zhuge Liang.
Zhuge Liang was immediately speechless by the spray, but this time, driven by hunger, he was not ashamed.
"I was forced to have no choice. For the sake of the Han Dynasty and the common people of the world, I must do this." Zhuge Liang spoke out the truth again.
"What a great nation, what a common people. You despicable and shameless villain, you are worse than Yan Liang!" Zhuge Jin was furious and threw the bowl in his hand towards the prison door.
With a "clang" sound, the bowl hit the fence hard and shattered into pieces. Some of the chaff left in it was scattered all over the floor.
When Zhuge Liang saw this, he didn't care about anything. He rolled around and moved to the fence like crazy. He didn't care about the dirt, picked up the chaff on the ground, and stuffed it into his mouth without wiping it off.
At this time, Zhuge Liang no longer had the high-crowned sword, the cool and elegant demeanor of guiding the country.
At this time, Zhuge Liang was just a hungry man who was so hungry that he would do any shameless thing in order to survive.
Zhuge Jin looked at Zhuge Liang like a dog eating, with disgust in his eyes, snorted coldly, and ignored him.
Not long after, Zhuge Liang had picked up all the chaff in the cell. He reached out again and tried to pick up the chaff outside the fence.
It's a pity that Zhuge Liang's hands were tied by iron chains and he couldn't reach too far. He couldn't pick up most of the chaff that was splashed outside.
After trying for a long time, Zhuge Liang had no choice but to give up.
Zhuge Liang turned over and lay there, panting heavily, savoring the taste of the chaff, and licking his lips constantly with his tongue, fearing that a drop would fall.
Although it was only a small mouthful of chaff, to Zhuge Liang, who had been hungry for three or four days, it was simply more delicious than delicacies from the mountains. Zhuge Liang, who was on the verge of starving to death, finally took a breath.
In the dead of night, people snored gradually from the corner of the wall. At some point, Zhuge Jin fell to the ground and fell into a deep sleep.
Zhuge Liang was not sleepy at all. It was not that he was not sleepy, but that his hungry intestines were twitching, and the severe cramping pain made it impossible for him to fall asleep.
Zhuge Liang climbed up with difficulty, leaned against the prison bars, and stared at his sleeping elder brother in the faint moonlight.
In Zhuge Liang's mind, the scene of the day could not help but reappear. When he thought that Zhuge Jin would rather throw away the precious chaff than give his own brother a bite, Zhuge Liang's anger quietly grew in his heart.
Although Zhuge Liang reluctantly ate a few mouthfuls of chaff, he knew that he would not have any good luck tomorrow. If he continued to starve like this, he would starve to death in this cell within a few days.
At this time, Zhuge Liang deeply felt that the country, the country, the people, and the grand ambitions were not more important than a mouthful of rice.
"I want to live, I want to live..." A strong voice kept repeating in my mind.
Zhuge Liang gradually clenched his fists, his eyes flashed with a cold look, and he slowly and silently moved towards Zhuge Jin.
Not long after, he was lying next to Zhuge Jin. His eldest brother was still asleep and didn't notice at all.
Looking at the sleeping face, Zhuge Liang became more and more hateful and angry. He slowly raised his hands and hung them above Zhuge Jin's neck.
"If I want to live, you must die, brother, you forced me to do this!"
Gritting his teeth, Zhuge Liang no longer hesitated, his hands fell suddenly, and the iron chains on his hands instantly strangled Zhuge Jin's neck.
Zhuge Jin suddenly woke up. When he saw that his brother was trying to strangle him alive, his whole body turned pale as a sheet of paper.
"Zhu... Ge... Liang... you... you" Zhuge Jin's face turned red, and he desperately grabbed the iron chain with both hands, trying to break it open.
Zhuge Liang, however, was like crazy. He used all his strength to suck the milk, pressed his hands to the ground with all his strength, and refused to let go no matter what.
"Woo... Wu..." Zhuge Jin's body twitched, his eyes turned white, and his eyes almost burst out. However, he still couldn't break free from Zhuge Liang's restraints, and became more and more suffocated.
Finally, after an unknown period of time, Zhuge Jin's struggle became weaker and weaker. Finally, his body became completely stiff, his hands slowly drooped, and he could no longer move even half a minute.
Zhuge Jin was finally strangled to death.
At this time, Zhuge Liang was out of breath and sweating all over his body. He knew that Zhuge Jin had been strangled to death by him, but he still held on tightly and refused to let go.
After a long time, Zhuge Liang, who had lost control of his emotions, finally recovered. When he lowered his head again, he bumped into Zhuge Jin's wide eyes.
The eyes that were almost about to burst out stared at Zhuge Liang with a dead look, as if the dead Zhuge Jin was still glaring at him with resentment.
At this moment, Zhuge Liang felt deeply terrified.
"I strangled my brother to death with my own hands, I strangled my brother to death with my own hands!"
Zhuge Liang was so frightened that he could not speak coherently. He rolled and crawled back to the other corner, his whole body shrank into the shadows, and he no longer dared to look at Zhuge Jin's body.
After fearing for a long time, Zhuge Liang's deep fear was gradually replaced by a recurring feeling of hunger.
The bone-deep hunger was far stronger than the guilt of killing his brother. The whole night, Zhuge Liang could only immerse himself in hunger until he fell into a drowsy sleep.
I don't know how long it took, but the sound of "squeaking" woke Zhuge Liang from his coma.
Zhuge Liang opened his blurry eyes, only to see the cell door being opened, a prison guard putting down a bowl of chaff, and slamming the door shut with a "bang".
It turned out that when Zhuge Liang woke up, it was already noon the next day.
Seeing the food in front of him, Zhuge Liang lost all sleep. He pounced forward like a dog, picked up the bowl and started eating crazily.
Zhuge Liang, who had been hungry for several days and was almost starving to death, was finally able to enjoy food to his heart's content without having to worry about his brother coming to snatch it from him.
Zhuge Liang, who was devouring his food, subconsciously raised his head and glanced at Zhuge Jin's body lying in the corner. However, he did not feel the slightest bit of guilt in his heart. He only glanced at it, then lowered his head again, sinking into the chaff wholeheartedly.
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Little did Zhuge Liang know that on the other side of the cell, a prison guard had already known everything that happened in the cell through the hole in the wall.
"Quickly, go and report to Your Majesty that Zhuge Liang really strangled his brother to death."
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In the main hall, Yan Liang stretched his waist and walked lazily into the main hall for discussion.
Last night, he continued to conquer the Chen family for a long time. When he woke up this morning, he looked glorious and full of energy.
Yan Liang had just sat down and was listening to the ministers reporting on recent military and political events when someone from Tianlao sent a report saying that Zhuge Liang had strangled his brother to death last night in order to fight for food.
As soon as these words came out, all the ministers in the hall were horrified.
It was surprising enough that Zhuge Liang cut off his brother's hand in order to escape for his life, but no one expected that Zhuge Liang would do such a cruel thing as killing his brother in order to fight for food.
"I didn't expect that Zhuge Liang was such a person. I have been classmates with such a person for many years. It is really a shame." Pang Tong said with emotion.
Yan Liang only sneered, he had already expected what Zhuge Liang did.
He knows that the more they talk about benevolence, justice and morality, and the sanctimonious people of the country, the darker their hearts will be.
Because these sanctimonious people have used moral sheepskin to disguise themselves for many years, suppressing their true nature. Once the disguise is torn away, they will be most likely to do things worse than animals after being suppressed for a long time.
Liu Bei and Zhuge Liang are both this kind of people. It is not surprising that such people would sacrifice their wives and children and kill their fathers and brothers in order to survive.
