Outside the gate of Chang'an City Palace.

In the evening, Zhuge Liang was holding a prisoner sacrifice ceremony on the stage, and the audience was crowded, and the people of Chang'an wanted to see the demeanor of this Han prime minister.

Zhuge Liang looked at Sima Yi, who was kneeling on the stage, also full of white hair, and suddenly felt unbearable in his heart, stepped forward, and sighed: "Zhongda, you and I have been at war for several years, and we know each other and cherish each other. If it weren't for the troubled times, you and I would like to return to the mountains and forests with you, stroking the piano and howling, and writing poems in the clear stream. But now that this has come to this, what do you say? ”

Sima Yi lowered his head and sighed: "There is something strange in the sky, you are not dead, you cheated to death to earn me, I made a wrong step and a wrong step, it was not my mistake, is it not the will of God?" Everyone sighed when they heard this, Sima Yi raised his head and said: "Sima has been favored by the emperor and assisted by three generations, although the will of heaven is difficult to disobey, dare not serve his life?" However, I have been in the state for several years, without kindness to the people, no merits to pay the soldiers, and the border has been fighting for several years, the people have harassed, and tens of thousands of soldiers have sacrificed their lives in the wilderness, how can I bear it? Everyone was in tears when they heard it.

Sima Yi sighed and said: "This matter has come to this, the blame lies with the boss, my father and son..." Sima Yi smiled with relief: "My father and son are three, and there is only one death to thank the country!" May the prime minister be lenient and kind to all the relatives of the people. After speaking, Sima Yi bowed on the ground, raised his head and said: "Prime Minister God blesses, I hope to stop the war as soon as possible and return peace to the people, then Yi can also smile in the sky." ”

Zhuge Liang felt even more sad when he heard it, but the law was not merciful. Zhuge Liang nodded slightly, turned his back, and closed his eyes with tears. Gently shake the feather fan and put it down.

"Slash~"

Behind the remnant sun is like blood.

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