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Chapter 242 Angrily asking Lang for the moon

Ma Su's surrender quickly aroused strong reaction from all parties, and almost everyone's eyes were focused on Zhuge Liang to see how he dealt with Ma Su. Wei Ba was also watching, seeing how Zhuge Liang handled this crisis. Since his rebirth, he has been meditating alone.

It became his habit, and he liked to guess his opponents from different angles and analyze the motivations behind his actions.

In history, Ma Su died. Some people say that he deserved his guilt, but that he did not listen to Wang Ping's advice and lost Jieting, which led to Zhuge Liang's first Northern Expedition failure. Some people say that he was indeed guilty, but he would not die.

Zhuge Liang killed him to find a scapegoat for his fault.

Such quarrels have never stopped. They are left to talk to future generations, so they have a lot of fun. But the real reason is probably only Zhuge Liang himself knows.

History has changed now, but the matter of Ma Su is similar. Ma Su's mistakes broke the bankruptcy of Zhuge Liang's plan to encircle and annihilate Zhang He at Mumen, which directly led to the failure of the Northern Expedition on the main battlefield of Longyou, and also made Zhuge Liang the main general become

But just in terms of responsibility, as Zhao Guang said, Ma Su did not die. Compared with Zhang Yi, who was once captured and exiled in Eastern Wu for more than ten years, his responsibility was much smaller.

If the descendants can recover, Ma Su has no reason to die. As for his desertion, it is not a problem. If Zhuge Liang wants to forgive him, this crime is not a crime at all.

However, Wei Ba saw some clues from Zhuge Liang's actions. Zhuge Liang handled Ma Su with such a big fanfare and did not give him a chance to appeal. He could think that he had the intention to kill Ma Su. As for whether he felt that Ma Su was enough to be a death sentence, or was it something else.

The reason is hard to say.

After all, no matter how much he thinks about it, it is not Zhuge Liang himself.

Of course, he didn't care what Zhuge Liang thought, what he cared about was what Zhuge Liang would do.

Ma Su is a great clan in Xiangyang and the best among the younger generation of Jingxiang people. He not only comes from a famous family, has extraordinary talents, but also has a very close relationship with the Jingxiang faction. Xiang Lang is the prime minister and the eldest son of the prime minister, but also is excluded.

The prime minister and historian dared to take risks to hide him, which is a clear proof. If Zhuge Liang killed him, he would inevitably cause disintegration among the people of Jingxiang and self-harm.

But if Ma Su is not dealt with, he will have to face doubts that are not Jingxiang. Those people are not pursuing Ma Su's defeat, but Zhuge Liang is not aware of people. He knows that the late emperor Liu Bei said that Ma Su cannot be reused, but he still violates the public.

Reused. If Ma Su wins a battle, this can certainly prove that Liu Bei is wrong and no one dares to say anything. But now Ma Su is defeated, which proves the wisdom of the late emperor. If Zhuge Liang still shelters Ma Su, wouldn't he deliberately want to get along with the late emperor

awkward?

Extravagant line has always been a trump card that is invincible in political struggles. No matter how strong Zhuge Liang is, he still has to be more concerned about the sign of the late emperor Liu Bei.

Whether to deal with Ma Su has exceeded the scope of rewarding merits and achievements, but the question of whether to take the late emperor seriously.

For Zhuge Liang, there is actually no favorable choice, only the difference between large losses and small losses. The two evils are the least, and he is hesitating, which means he is also weighing. One end is his prestige, and the other end is Ma Su

life.

...

Ma Su sat on the weeds, his cheeks were already thin and deep, his cheekbones were raised, his eyes were also sinking, and there was a little more uneasiness and confusion in his eyes. He had been in the baggage camp for three days, short

In the past three days, his confidence was completely wiped out.

He had an ominous premonition.

He may not only not know himself, but also Zhuge Liang, as Xiang Lang said.

Since his defeat, he has been constantly reflecting and has a clearer understanding of his abilities. This understanding contains painful hope. But now, his hope is slowly sinking. As Zhuge Liang's side

A confidant, a confidant who participated in countless plans, knew what this silence represents.

He suddenly realized that his reflections became meaningless. For a dead person, what's the use of how many truths he knew?

Am I going to die? Ma Su felt incredible and was in a dream.

Yes, I'm going to die, although that has nothing to do with defeat.

But I am only thirty-nine years old, and it is the time to make great achievements.

So what?

Several voices quarreled repeatedly in Ma Su's mind, which made him feel a splitting headache and his eyes blurred. Just as he was not able to accuse Ruo's mind like he thought he could not calm down in the face of death.

Suddenly, his eyes turned black and there was a thunder in his ears. Ma Su was shocked, his body leaned back, and suddenly he stretched straight.

"Young Chang?" Zhuge Liang stood in front of Ma Su, wrapped in a cloak, revealing only half of his face. Looking at Ma Su who was standing in a state of disheveled shape and in a daze, Zhuge Liang's eyes were complicated.

"Prime Minister... Prime Minister?" Ma Su was overjoyed and quickly turned over and fell to the ground. Before he could speak, tears fell down. He crawled forward, hugged Zhuge Liang's legs, and touched Zhuge Liang's shoes with his forehead, crying: "Prime Minister, I

Sorry, Prime Minister, I am embarrassed by the Prime Minister.”

"You Chang, get up, get up quickly." Zhuge Liang bent down, his voice choked. He waved, and a personal soldier came over, put a few, spread two mats, and someone put wine and meat on it.

Always, sit!"

Ma Su's face gradually became pale when he looked at Zhuge Liang, raised his face, sighed a long time, sat by the side of the table, and slowly wiped his hands with the hem of his clothes. He wiped very carefully,

It was not until the dirt on my hands was wiped off and my skin turned red that I picked up the chopsticks and ate the dishes bite by bit.

As he ate, tears poured out, wetting his front.

Zhuge Liang sat opposite him and looked at him silently.

Ma Su ate a lot, almost ate a large pot of meat on the table, then picked up a wine spoon, carefully scooped the wine into the wine glass, and drank it in small mouthfuls. As the glass of wine was eaten,

His face began to rosy, and his eyes became much more relaxed.

After he finished eating and drinking, someone came to clean up the case himself. Ma Su looked at him motionlessly, holding a knife in his hand in front of him.

A knife that cuts flesh.

"Prime Minister, these days... aren't it easy?"

Zhuge Liang nodded.

"Many people are attacking the Prime Minister for employing unknown people and nepotism?"

Zhuge Liang nodded.

"If I die, all the criticism of the Prime Minister will disappear?"

Zhuge Liang frowned and sighed: "It's not that easy, but it will be much better."

"I understand." Ma Su bowed slightly: "In this way, my wife and children will be entrusted to the Prime Minister."

"Don't worry when I'm young." Zhuge Liang owed to return the gift, stood up, looked at Ma Su deeply, lowered his head, and slowly walked out.

Ma Su watched Zhuge Liang's figure wrapped in a cloak gradually disappear outside the door, lowered his head, looked at the knife in his hand, rubbed the blade with his fingers, felt the coldness of the blade, the red wine on his face had not dissipated, but his eyes were full of

Self-deprecating.

A burst of rapid footsteps sounded, Ma Su was shocked and hid the knife in his sleeve. He had just hid it, and Xiang Lang walked in quickly. He circled around Ma Su twice, and finally stood in front of Ma Su, shouting sternly

He said: "Did you decide?"

Ma Su nodded. Before he could understand, Xiang Lang waved his broad palm and slapped Ma Su with a "splash".

"Damn it!"

Ma Su was dizzy by Xiang Lang's slap. All the calmness and calmness were slapped out of the sky. In an instant, he burst into tears, cried to the ground, crying in vain. The knife was from his sleeve

It fell out and fell on the grass in front of Xiang Lang's feet.

Xiang Lang took a deep breath, bent down, picked up the knife, looked carefully, and stared at Ma Su fiercely: "Boy, if you must die, wait until I come back to die."

"Xiang Gong, I don't want to die, I don't want to die." Ma Su cried, "But... but I have to die, I have to die."

"As long as you don't want to die, you can never die." Xiang Lang changed his former image as a gentle elder and became a hideous person. He looked like a ferocious person under the dim light. He grabbed Ma Su's collar and roared in a low voice.

He said: "Did you hear it clearly?"

"I..." Ma Su looked at Xiang Lang, believing and skeptical: "Can Xiang Gong save me?"

"I don't know if it can, but I have to try it." Xiang Lang gasped and paced back and forth twice anxiously. "I didn't want to do this, but now I have to give up my promise.

Old Zhang went to try it out, and you can't watch your boy suffer for others, and you die inexplicably."

"But Xiang Gong..." Ma Su understood Xiang Lang's meaning and hurriedly said, "If the Prime Minister finds out, how can Xiang Gong deal with it?"

"Hmph!" Xiang Lang snorted disdainfully: "From the day you came to me, I have not expected any good results. However, it is not so easy for him to deal with me. I, Xiang Lang

Although I have never read any books, I have walked more bridges than you have walked, and I have eaten more salt than rice. Although I can't sit in the world and give guidance to the country, I still have the situation in front of me.

You can see clearly. But you kid, don’t just know how to put your head in the sky, pay more attention to your feet, do you hear it?"

Ma Su seems to understand but not understand.

Xiang Lang explained a few more words and turned around and left. After leaving the door, Yang Yi stood by and served with a bitter face. He could hear clearly what Xiang Lang and Ma Su said just now, and his heart was so regretful that he was so blue.

If he had known that this old man would do such a thing today, he should have stayed away earlier to avoid getting angry.

"Mr. Wei, you heard what I said just now?"

"This..." Yang Yi didn't know how to answer, but under Xiang Lang's stare, he had to nod and said, "I heard some."

"Okay, I won't make things difficult for you." Xiang Lang glanced at Yang Yi: "I only need one request, Ma Su cannot die with you. If you want to die, you must die openly. Can the punishment of the righteous canon be achieved?"

"This..." Yang Yi suddenly felt cold sweat.

Xiang Lang's eyes slanted, murderous intent, and he snorted coldly in a long voice: "Hmm?"

Yang Yi shrank his neck and replied weakly: "Here."

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