Nineteen years of Yankang.

Zhuo County, Youzhou, the well out of the Yellow Dragon.

It's another year of cold winter, but the county is ushered in a heavy snow in the future, there has been no such snow in the county for a long time, in the mouth of those who have a heart, this is because of the kindness of the Son of Heaven, so that the sky is auspicious, blessed Han, I don't know why, Liu Xi is also more and more like to listen to these nonsense, and even rewarded a few writers who forcibly compared the snow to the merit of the Son of Heaven.

Even though the snow is so heavy, there are still people who can't sit still.

In the white world, Liu Bei sat in the courtyard blankly, in a white world, he was wearing a red robe, the robe seemed to be burning with flames, and embroidered with a big python with teeth and claws, as well as grain, which was rewarded by the Son of Heaven, he himself was a clan, and he had great merit, he could afford to wear such clothes.

Sitting alone in the courtyard, holding a blazing wine, Liu Bei looked around, made sure that there was no one, then he took a sip happily, raised his head quite enjoyably, exhaled a mouthful of thick fog, suddenly heard footsteps, he hurriedly hid the wine cup under the long sleeves, and looked at the door vigilantly, the door was opened, but it was a slave at home, he patted the snowflakes on his body, and walked into the courtyard.

Raising his head, he was shocked when he saw Liu Bei in front of him, and hurriedly attached himself to meet him, Liu Bei saw that it was him, so he picked up the wine cup, and the slave smelled the wine, and said in a panic: "Sikong Gong, the young master has explained, you can't let you drink, some time ago, the imperial doctor also said, at your age, it's best not to drink..."

"Bastard, Xiu wants to scare me with that kid, will I be afraid of my own son? He is right in front of me, and I will drink it too! Liu Bei shouted angrily, the slave was a little helpless, sighed, and was about to leave, but Liu Bei suddenly said: "If you dare to tell Chan'er about my drinking, the old man wants your life!" ”

"Don't dare!" , The servant was frightened, and hurriedly said, Liu Bei waved his hand, and he slowly walked out of the courtyard.

Sitting comfortably in the courtyard, Liu Bei took another sip of wine, wiped the corners of his mouth, and smiled on his face, he didn't like these slaves very much, the people who followed him and served him at the beginning, all left, and the last person, that is, the royal who drove for him in the past, also passed away last month, these newcomers, all of them were arranged for him by Zen, but he didn't like it at all.

When people get old, they will always be very nostalgic.

Liu Bei often thinks of many people, especially on such a snowy day, he always thinks of Cao Cao, and remembers the first time they met, the two began to fight openly and secretly, in order to seize the right to govern in Sanhan, the two tried their best, but they both found each other's extraordinary, and remembered the domineering figure, pointed to himself, and said: "The world's capable ministers, should be the number of Cao and Jun Er." ”

Liu Bei's background is not high, he said that he was a clan, but in fact, he came out of the bottom, like Cao Cao, who was often scolded as a eunuch, but he was received by Emperor Xiaokang back then, and was personally appointed as a county lieutenant, which is not light, even Sun Jian also said that he was born at the bottom, but when he first entered the Southern Army, he became a military Sima, and two years later he became a school captain.

He was different, back then, he was pestering Hezhou Mu Lu Zhi with a dead face, starting from the lowest official, he served as a prison guard in Hezhou... Hahaha, this is just a gatekeeper position, thankless, and extremely humble, at that time, Duke Lu urgently needed low-level officials, among his disciples, few people were willing to hold these positions, they were afraid of tarnishing their reputation, but he Liu Bei was the only one willing to accept.

After being a prisoner for two years, he was promoted to the position of Tian Dian, and became a county official, along the way, he was diligent in politics and won the hearts of the people, Lu Zhi valued him and gave him a chance to go to Luoyang and participate in the assessment.

Thinking of this, Liu Bei couldn't help but laugh again.

For more than 50 years, he has worked hard and complained, from the lowest Qiantou to the position of the third prince of the dynasty, it is this experience, it is enough to be proud of the group, Liu Bei is very satisfied, he is very much like telling his mother who loves him the most, her son has a great future, no longer the former ranger, will no longer be looked down upon by everyone, but ah, it has been more than 40 years since the death of the mother, and he can't remember the difference between the faces of the mother.

He also wanted to tell Shi Jun that he didn't embarrass him, and he was probably the most proud protégé of his old man, but Shi Jun had been away for more than 20 years, and even his senior brother, Gongsun Zhan, had left for a long, long time.

Liu Bei stood up, he needed someone to talk to, he needed an acquaintance.

With the support of the slaves, Liu Bei got into the carriage tremblingly, and the coachman turned around and asked respectfully, "Sikong?" Where are we going? ”

"Go to Chan'er's house...", Liu Bei said, even if the coachman drove towards Liu Chan's mansion, sitting in the carriage, Liu Bei rolled up the curtain, looking at Luo County, Luo County is still very lively, the people were not frightened because of this heavy snow, the merchants were still open as usual, people came and went, Liu Bei just looked at these people with sluggishness and disgust, and soon rolled up the curtain.

"These young people who have nothing to do... Hmph...", Lao Sikong snorted dissatisfiedly, when he finished complaining about today's young people, the carriage had come to Liu Chan's mansion, and the servants in the mansion hurriedly led the carriage into the mansion, and the servants supported Liu Bei and got off the carriage, and now the Liu family's mansion can be described as extraordinarily luxurious, and there are thousands of servants in the mansion alone.

"Where's Zen?" , Liu Bei asked.

"The young master has not returned home yet...", the steward stepped forward with a smile to talk, Liu Bei looked at this person, but he felt a little familiar, Liu Bei looked at him for a long time, and then shouted: "You are the kid of the Wang family!" Wang Erlang couldn't help but be overjoyed when he saw that Liu Bei recognized him, and hurriedly bowed again, saying: "It's me, my father had the honor to receive the princes in the past..."

"Hahaha, I remember, I remember, your father, his craftsmanship is a must in Ruxian County..."

"At that time, we had to go to your father's place every day and have a beautiful meal...", Liu Bei couldn't stop when he opened his mouth, and Wang Erlang didn't dare to interrupt, so he could only stand in the courtyard, nodding his head constantly, the two were chatting, but Sun came out when he heard the words, and shouted with a smile: "Father? When did you come? Don't come into the house when you come? ”

Liu Bei glanced at Sun's abdomen, sighed, and said nothing.

Sun is also a little embarrassed, this has been married to Liu Chan for several years, but he has never been pregnant, although Liu Bei did not say anything, but Sun still felt a little shameless in the face of this old man, Liu Bei did not blame her, nodded and said: "Then go into the house first...", Wang Erlang helped him and slowly walked into the house, Liu Bei once again told the story of the three princes drinking porridge in the past.

"At that time, my father didn't know the identity of the princes, and he often complained to me, saying that Cao Gong was the most picky, never paid money, and had to pit Liu Gong every time...", Wang Erlang bent down and said.

"Hahaha, that's, there is no more shameless person than him, he invited me to drink porridge for five or six years, but he never paid a penny!" , Liu Bei shouted with a smile, and suddenly, his face sank, and he didn't know what he remembered, so he fell silent.

"Sikong Gong, if there is a chance, I will make another bowl for Gong!" , Wang Erlang patted his chest and said, Liu Bei smiled and nodded. After waiting for a long time, Liu Chan hurriedly returned to the mansion, patting the snowflakes on his body, Liu Chan complained and entered the door, "Father, how many times have I told you, you just move here and live, you have to be so troublesome!" ”

"Alas... You also have your own home, how can I stay here... I also have my own home..."

"Okay, the people I sent to take care of you are still obedient?"

"Hmm..."

"What about you.... Are things going well? ”

"Hmm."

Father and son asked and answered, followed by a long period of silence.

Liu Bei got into the carriage again, he left here in a hurry, ignoring Liu Chan's retention, the coachman turned back again and asked, "Sikong, where are we going?" ”

Liu Bei was stunned, yes, where to go, who to find... Yuan Shao is gone, Gongsun Chan is gone, Cao Cao is gone, Xing Ziang is gone, Hua Xiong is gone, Guo Jia is gone, Sun Jian is gone... All gone... All gone... Why is the old man still alive?

"Take a trip... Martyr's Hall. ”

Living on crutches, walking in the Hall of Houde, his eyes swept over one old friend after another, Liu Bei was already in tears, his fingers touched the spiritual position in front of him, wiping his tears, Liu Bei shed tears, pointed at everyone and scolded: "You are not kind!" Not kind! Why do you want to leave the old man alone? But you're all talking and laughing together? It's not kind! Isn't that kind!! ”

"Bang...", listening to the sound in the martyr's hall, the soldiers stationed here hurriedly rushed in, only to see that Sikong had fallen to the ground, the soldiers were shocked, hurriedly picked up Sikong, got into the carriage, and rushed to his mansion, and called the imperial doctor, called Liu Chan.

When Liu Chan came, Liu Bei had been in a coma for more than an hour, and no matter how he cried and called, he never woke up.

This incident also alarmed the Son of Heaven, and the Son of Heaven sent people to visit Lao Sikong.

After being in a coma for a whole day, Lao Sikong slowly opened his eyes, and everyone was happy, but Lao Sikong was sullen and didn't say a word.

"Get me a bowl of porridge...", Liu Bei ordered.

Liu Chan didn't dare to delay, seeing his father wake up, he was already ecstatic, and hurriedly found Wang Erlang, asked him to do his old job again, made a bowl of authentic Wang's millet porridge, and sent it to Liu Bei, Liu Bei at this moment, has barely been able to sit up, he struggled, insisted on drinking outside, Liu Chan persuaded hard, but he couldn't persuade this stubborn old man.

Finally, the group supported him, came to the courtyard, picked up Wang Erlang's proud work, and Liu Bei took a big bite full of hope.

"Father... Why don't you eat it? What does it taste like? ”

Liu Bei looked blankly into the distance, "The taste is not right...."

The porridge was knocked over on the ground, and Lao Sikong looked up at the sky, gradually losing all the look in his eyes, and his whole body gradually became cold, and he no longer had any life.

"Father!!" , Liu Chan knelt on the ground, screaming in pain, and he cried.

And they all began to cry.

In this white world, Lao Sikong sat in his place like that, like a blooming flower, like a burning fire, releasing that huge heat to the world all the time.

19th year of Yankang, December.

Sikong Liu Bei, passed away.