Although they were still unfinished, with His Majesty here, the officials below Jiuqing still did not dare to stay any longer. They threw the last piece of dried fruit on the plate into their mouths, drank the last sip of coconut juice, and reluctantly disembarked.
Calm returned on the deck.
Liu Chan looked at Zhuge Liang and then at Wei Ba, and from time to time he stuck out the tip of his tongue and licked his lips. He was not satisfied with the story and wanted to ask Wei Ba again, but Zhuge Liang was nearby and he did not dare to be too presumptuous, so he had to be obedient.
He stood aside. There were a lot of people just now, and the father-in-law gave him face. Now there are not many people. Who knows that the father-in-law will not teach him a lesson?
Wei Ba and Li Yan stood aside, chatting incessantly. Wei Ba was worried and would leave Chengdu soon, but Li Yan had not yet arrived. Should he stay in Chengdu to compete with Zhuge Liang, or should he go?
Guanzhong, he hasn't made the final decision yet.
Zhuge Liang's eyes were slightly closed, his hands were folded on his chest, rising and falling with his breathing, and he looked as if he was sleeping. Originally, the lounge chair was used for leisure, basking in the spring sunshine and blowing the cool spring breeze.
The recliner rocked back and forth, as if returning to the cradle time, and it was easy for people to relax. But Zhuge Liang could not do this. He slept on the recliner, motionless.
After a long time, Zhuge Liang opened his eyes and sat up slowly.
"Ziyu."
Wei Ba, who was chatting with Li Yan, heard this, exchanged a look with Li Yan, and walked over quickly.
"What are your orders, Prime Minister?"
Zhuge Liang waved his hand: "I have a few questions, can you answer them for me?"
"I try my best."
"That Alex... Shanda ascended the throne at the age of twenty and fought for thirteen years. Then what?"
Liu Chan's eyes lit up. He was just about to listen to a story, but he didn't expect the Prime Minister to initiate the conversation first. This is really rare.
Wei Ba was silent for a moment and said calmly: "He died of illness and his empire fell into pieces."
"Oh." Zhuge Liang nodded gently, and then showed a smile like that.
Wei Ba saw it in his eyes and did not argue. After a moment, he added: "He is like a shooting star. Although it crosses the sky for a short time, it is very dazzling. Just like Huo Qubing, the hussar general of my Han Dynasty.
.Although he died young, he left his name in history and is indelible.”
The smile on Zhuge Liang's face froze and slowly disappeared.
Wei Ba remained calm and continued: "Alexander built a city in the south of the Mediterranean, named Alexander, and collected a large number of books along the Mediterranean coast for thousands of years. It is still a temple in the minds of Western scholars."
Zhuge Liang's eyes slowly shrank.
Wei Ba smiled slightly and continued: "Alexander's achievements are related to his teacher Aristotle. Aristotle is the master of Western academics at present, and his influence is similar to Confucius in our Chinese civilization.
But in my opinion, he is far worse than that."
Zhuge Liang remained silent.
Wei Ba sighed softly: "Prime Minister, in fact, in my opinion, you have the best chance of becoming a sage like Aristotle."
"How dare I ask for such a saint? If I can fulfill the last wish entrusted by the late emperor, I will be satisfied." Zhuge Liang interrupted Wei Ba and sighed: "Unfortunately, I can't even do this. I can only wait for someone to come.
Already."
Wei Ba didn't say anything else. He glanced at Zhuge Liang, gave a salute, and slowly stepped aside. When Zhuge Liang asked about Alexander, he knew what the wily prime minister had in mind, but he was already prepared, so he said so.
Such words were enough to touch the softest place in Zhuge Liang's heart.
What do scholars think about? Establishing virtue, meritorious service, and reputation.
Zhuge Liang is also a scholar. He does not seek wealth or enjoyment, so does he have no desires? Of course not. From the immediate perspective, what he seeks is to be worthy of the late emperor. Looking from a distance, what he seeks is to leave a name in history.
Historically, he did it. Even if he is not deified by the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, he is still a role model in the hearts of scholars. Not many people who travel to Sichuan know about Liu Bei's Huiling, but how many of them have never heard of Wuhou Temple?
Wei Ba said, Aristotle is similar to Confucius, and you have a chance to become a sage like Aristotle who will be famous throughout the ages. The admiration and regret in his words are beyond words. Zhuge Liang has a city, no matter how prejudiced he is against Wei Ba.
, I couldn’t help but feel a little sad when I heard this sentence.
A battle of words had just begun, but it soon ended without any problem.
Because Zhuge Liang has no fighting spirit.
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Luoyang, General's Mansion.
Sima Yi danced his sword in the courtyard, circling back and forth, his movements slow and calm.
There was a burst of hurried footsteps in the backyard. Sima Yi frowned, stopped his move, returned the sword to the sheath, and handed it to the guard on the side. As soon as he put down his rolled-up sleeves, his wife Zhang Chunhua appeared at the door, with a sullen face, and said
Looked at him silently.
Sima Yi sighed silently, then smiled again and walked forward quickly: "Where are you going, madam?"
"Go pick up my son." Zhang Chunhua's face was as cold as frost, and his eyes were like lightning, as if he wanted to poke into Sima Yi's face.
"Zi Yuan is back?" Sima Yi shook his head: "Then there's no need to pick him up, how could he..."
"My son's leg is broken and he has difficulty walking. If I don't pick him up, who will pick him up? Besides me, a mother, who else remembers him?"
Sima Yi was speechless for a moment, and then he was overjoyed. "Zi Shang is back?"
"I just received the news that he has arrived in Luoyang." Zhang Chunhua's eyes filled with tears: "It turns out you still remember him. I thought you had forgotten him."
"Madam, how could I forget?" Sima Yi couldn't laugh or cry: "If I hadn't written to Zhuge Liang, Li Yan begged for mercy, and sent a large ransom, how could they have put the son back? Madam, you rest at home, I'll go
Just take it."
"You are a majestic general, how can you condescend to pick up your son? Let me go." Zhang Chunhua said sarcastically, brushing Sima Yi's hand away and striding towards the front yard. Sima Yi shook his head helplessly and followed
He went up. He knew that his wife had always been worried about Sima Zhao being injured and captured, and had been looking forward to Sima Zhao being redeemed. Now that he was in Luoyang, she would definitely not be able to hold it back and had to go and pick him up in person.
Sima Yi immediately arranged a car and left Luoyang City with his wife. At Qianqiu Pavilion in the south of the city, they met Sima Zhao, who was dusty and thin.
As soon as he saw Sima Zhao, Zhang Chunhua burst into tears. He grabbed Sima Yi and cursed loudly. If Sima Zhao hadn't hugged him, Sima Yi would have been beaten several times. He finally managed to pull Zhang Chunhua away. Sima Yi pointed at Sima Zhao's leg in surprise: "
Son, you..."
Both of Sima Zhao's legs were broken and were amputated at the knees. This situation was a big surprise to Sima Yi. He originally received the information that Sima Zhao had broken one of his legs.
"Father, it doesn't matter if your leg is broken, as long as it's not broken here." Sima Zhao smiled faintly and pointed to his temple.
Sima Yi sighed, turned around, and bent down. Sima Zhao was taken aback and said quickly: "Father, no."
"It's my incompetence that made you fall into the enemy camp and suffer so much. I should carry you for a while." Sima Yi turned his back to Sima Zhao and said with a faint smile: "Besides, I didn't miss you when you were a kid.
Turning my back on you, just think of it as reliving the past."
Sima Zhao's eyes dimmed and he leaned over Sima Yi's back. His hand went around Sima Yi's neck, and a few drops of warm liquid dripped on the back of his hand. Sima Zhao could no longer control his emotions and lay on his back.
Sima Yi sobbed on his back.
Sima Yi carried Sima Zhao on his back and walked slowly towards his carriage. He was old and not as strong as he was when he was young, but it was not difficult at all to carry Sima Zhao. Sima Zhao was not only skinny, but also lost two legs and was slightly
Even an old man like him could carry it easily. But he felt like there was a mountain on his back, making it difficult for him to move.
A cripple, no matter how good his brain is, what future can he have? Sima Zhao's life is ruined. And all of this was ruined in his hands. If he had not been defeated by Wei Ba, how could Sima Zhao have fallen into this situation?
This is the field.
Guilt and self-blame filled Sima Yi's heart. He carried Sima Zhao on his back and walked step by step to his carriage. He carefully put Sima Zhao on and climbed into the carriage.
Sima Zhao had already wiped away his tears. He stretched out his hand to help Sima Yi up and said softly: "Father, have you heard about Wei Ba's Liaodong plan?"
Sima Yi nodded. Wei Ba was explaining the general situation of the world on the giant ship. This matter had already reached Luoyang and reached his ears. However, he did not know much about the specific content. His spies could not visit the scene in person.
, can’t hear too much detail.
"The Shu Han Dynasty re-evaluated the military achievements of Bingzhou and Jingzhou, and Wei Ba was the biggest beneficiary." Sima Zhao said slowly: "He was promoted to General of Chariots and Cavalry, and was fully responsible for the expedition plan to Liaodong. In addition, General Li Yan came out of Guanzhong,
There may be plans to attack the state in the near future."
Sima Yi frowned slightly: "Li Yan sent troops to annex the state, is it a containment? Does Lu Xun also want to send troops to Yanyu?"
"It should be." Sima Zhao nodded slightly: "The Shu Han put up such a formation with the obvious intention of being surrounded on three sides and making our army exhausted. The three armies are coming one after another. In less than two years, we will be exhausted.
.When Wei Ba comes out of Liaodong, our army will be defeated."
"Then...they sent you back to persuade you to surrender?"
Sima Zhao stared into Sima Yi's eyes and nodded silently.
Sima Yi stroked Che Shi and breathed out slowly: "What are the conditions?"
"Remove the title of Emperor, retain the title of King of Wei, and choose either Qiao County or Wei County."
"Whose decision was this? Zhuge Liang or Li Yan?"
"I don't know." Sima Zhao shook his head: "The person who conveyed this news to me is the new Dahonglu Fei Yi. If your Majesty is willing to accept this condition and agree to negotiate, he will be the chief envoy of the Shu Han."
Sima Yi laughed and dismissed it.
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