"Sir, you said that you still like the bamboo forest grass house in Wollongong the most, Qianji took you home," Qianji carried Zhuge Liang's ashes in his arms, and walked laboriously on the forest path leading to Wollongong

"Go and bring me tea."

"People call it a thousand machines, a thousand machines"

"Okay, the machine, that's it, the machine"

"Who calls the door outside the door?"

"Sir, what is it said that the left general Jingzhou Mu Liu Bei"

"Oh, then I'll go to sleep first, and you go and tell them that the gentleman is not at home."

"The machine is coming, people can go"

"Gone, but they said they would come back to visit Mr. Also, my name is Qianji Qianji."

"Okay, that's it, machine."

Qianji looked at the familiar scenery in front of him, and recalled in his mind the bits and pieces that happened around Zhuge Liang, letting the tears fall

"Sir, when you get home, you sit down for a while, and Qianji will make tea for you" Pushing open the dusty door and coming to the bamboo house covered with cobwebs, Qianji put Zhuge Liang's ashes on the chair upright, wiped the sweat on his forehead, and said

"Sir, the tea is good, I haven't been home for many years, the tandoor has collapsed, this is what I cooked outside with firewood, you can just take it," said after half an hour, Qian Ji held a bowl of tea in his hand, gently put it on the table, and said to the empty bamboo house

"Sir, you said, if you didn't go out of the mountain to follow that Liu Bei, what would we be like now?" Qianji held Zhuge Liang's urn, walked into a bamboo forest, slowly put the urn on the ground, picked up a hoe and dug on the ground

"Maybe Sister Huang will be your daughter-in-law, maybe Qianji will also have one more playmate," Qianji hoeed a few times, raised his little hand to wipe the sweat on his forehead, and muttered there

"Sir, Sister Huang, I haven't bought candy for me for many years," Qianji blushed and dug Zhuge Liang's grave there with a hint of remembrance and longing in his eyes

"Okay, the scenery here is very good, sir, Qianji's vision is okay, let's see if you like it or not," an hour later, Qianji looked at the mud puddle under his feet and smiled at the urn on the side

"Sir, there is a sentence that Qianji has always wanted to say to you Actually, I really want to call you father Qianji has been raising and teaching me for so many years The only thing Qianji has done for Mr. is to build a grave for Mr. today Qianji pressed the last handful of soil to Zhuge Liang's grave and half-leaned on the tombstone made of small wooden planks and muttered

"Sir, Qianji, let's have a drink with you today" Looking up for a long time, Qianji took out two bottles of wine from his small back, picked up one bottle, took a sip, and casually put the other bottle in front of Zhuge Liang's grave

"Father, can Qianji be called Zhuge Qianji?" Qianji said, two black blood stains gushed out of his nose, and a small sign slowly fell out of his arms, which read, "The Tomb of Zhuge Qianji"

A gust of wind blew and made the bamboo forest rattle, as if it was answering Zhuge Qianji's question

"Father, son, come to accompany you," a smile appeared on Qianji's face, slowly, slowly, and no longer breathless

A few days later, two newly renovated tombs appeared side by side in the bamboo forest, and the tombstones carved from bluestone were written "Zhuge Wolong's Tomb" and "Zhuge Qianji's Tomb" respectively.

"Kong Ming, the old man has traveled and will come to see you next year," Sima Hui stood at the bow of the boat, looking at the direction of Wollongong in the thick fog, and sighed lightly

"Meng Huo" Ten miles outside Hanzhong City, in front of Meng Huo's grave Zhu Rong stroked the tombstone and whispered with tears in his eyes

The tombstone of the "Tomb of the Warrior Meng Huo" is engraved on the tablet, which was carefully carved by Guan Zheng personally arranged by the stonemasons, If it were not for Meng Huo's desperate attempt to drag the counterattack of the three roads in Hanzhong, Wei Yan's desire to seize the city would have become a mirror

"Let's go back," Guan Zheng squatted down and gently stroked Zhu Rong's back

"I don't know, it turns out that he cares so much about the title of this warrior," Zhu Rong turned around and lay on Guan Zheng's shoulder, sobbing

"There is always one thing that a man will make him risk his life to care," Guan Zheng hugged Zhu Rong tightly and whispered in her ear

A few days later, Guan Zheng rushed to report to Sun Quan for 800 miles, and the entire Xichuan had become Jiangdong's bag

"Okay, good, Zhengfang really lives up to his lonely hopes, good, good fight," Sun Quan said excitedly to the ministers in the main hall with the good news in his hand

Unlike Sun Quan, Cao Cao angrily threw the newspaper in his hand on the ground and roared: "It's okay now, Jiangdong Sun Quan first occupies Jingzhou and then Yizhou, who dares to tell me that one day he will not come to take Yanzhou."

"Duke Wei is angry, Sun Quan has even taken the land of two states, I am afraid that if I want to send troops to invade the territory, I will not be able to catch it Right now, Duke Wei has just ascended the throne It is the time to recruit talents When the people are resting, there are clouds Those who win the hearts of the people win the world The most important thing for Duke Wei at this time is not to care about how much land Sun Quan occupies But how many more people and a few acres of land under the rule of Duke Wei "It was the writer Sima Yi who spoke Not long ago, he officially became the master of Gongzi Cao Pi

"Sima Yi, do you think that I, Cao Mengde, want to retreat from that Jiangdong child," Cao Cao turned around angrily and pointed at Sima Yi

"Under the rule of Duke Wei, the soldiers and the people have long been overwhelmed At this time, Duke Wei has just won the title of His Majesty, and it is a good time to invite the hearts of the people After three or five or seven years, when the warehouse of grain and grass under the command of Duke Wei is full of one million, it is the best time to compete with that Sun Quan, "Sima Yi folded his hands and bent down to continue to persuade Cao Cao

"If I raise troops, who dares to say half a word" Cao Cao's eyes suddenly appeared

"Openly dare not speak, secretly, Duke Wei will definitely have a reputation for being a reckless soldier, and at that time, the Wei citizens will lose their hearts, and what can they talk about dominating the world," Sima Yi straightened up when he heard this, and said without giving in

"Hahahaha, Zhongda, it's just a joke, I'm a good student, teach Pi'er, please," Cao Cao looked at Sima Yi for a long time, laughed, patted him on the shoulder, and said

"Master, what my father said, don't take it to heart" After Cao Cao left, Cao Pi hurriedly stepped forward to comfort Sima Yi, there was a gully in his chest, and he had a good plan in his heart This is Cao Pi's evaluation of Sima Yi

"Childe, what Duke Wei said, you should remember every word," Sima Yi looked at Cao Pi and said in a deep voice

"Remember," Cao Pi looked at Sima Yi, a little unsure whether what this master said was true or false

"What the son lacks is only Cao Gong's domineering spirit that overlooks the world," Sima Yi smiled and encouraged Cao Pidao

"Domineering" Cao Pi stood in place, as if he had comprehended, and even Sima Yi said goodbye and left, without knowing it