Chapter 870: Regret (Plus More, Ask for a Monthly Pass!) )
Although the intention was still unfinished, but with Bixia here, the officials below Jiuqing still didn't dare to stay longer, threw a piece of dried fruit in Zuihou on the plate, drank a mouthful of coconut water, and reluctantly got off the boat.
Calm returned to the deck.
Liu Chan looked at Zhuge Liang and then at Wei Ba, stretching out the tip of his tongue and licking his lips from time to time. He hadn't listened to the story yet, and he wanted to ask Wei Ba again, but Zhuge Liang was on the side, and he didn't dare to be too presumptuous, so he had to stand aside obediently. There were a lot of people just now, and the father gave him face, but now there are few people, so do you know that the father will not teach him a lesson?
Wei Ba and Li Yan stood aside, gossiping without a word. Wei Ba's mind is over, and he will leave Chengdu soon, but Li Yan has not yet settled. Whether to stay in Chengdu to compete with Zhuge Liang or go to Guanzhong, he has not yet made a decision to zuihou.
Zhuge Liang's eyes closed slightly, his hands crossed, hugged his chest, and fell down with his breathing, looking as if he was asleep. Originally, the recliner was used for leisure, basking in the spring sun, blowing the cold spring breeze, as the recliner swayed back and forth, as if returning to the cradle time, it was easy for people to relax. But Zhuge Liang couldn't do this. He slept in a recliner, motionless.
After a long time, Zhuge Liang opened his eyes and slowly sat up.
"Ziyu."
Wei Ba, who was chatting with Li Yan, listened, exchanged a look with Li Yan, and walked over quickly.
"What does the Prime Minister command?"
Zhuge Liang waved his hand: "I have a few questions, can you answer them for me?" ”
"I do my best."
"That Alex...... Shanda ascended the throne at the age of 20 and fought for 13 years. And then what? ”
Liu Chan's eyes lit up. He was about to hear the story, but he didn't expect the prime minister to provoke this talk first. That's a rarity.
Wei Ba was silent for a moment, and said lightly: "He died of illness, and his empire was torn apart. ”
"Oh." Zhuge Liang nodded slightly, and then showed a smile that was the same.
Wei Ba saw it in his eyes, and he didn't distinguish it, and after a while, he said again: "He is like a meteor, although the time to cross the sky is very short, but it is very dazzling. It's like my big Han's hussar general Huo Quai. Although he died young. But it has left a name in history and is indelible. ”
The smile on Zhuge Liang's face stiffened and slowly disappeared.
Wei Ba remained silent, and continued: "Alexander has built a city in the southern Mediterranean. His name was Alexander. A large collection of books dating back thousands of years on the Mediterranean coast. It is still a temple in the minds of Western scholars. ”
Zhuge Liang's eyes slowly shrank.
Wei Ba smiled slightly, and then continued: "Alexander's achievement is related to his teacher Aristotle. Aristotle is the epitome of Western scholarship. His influence is similar to that of Confucius in my Chinese civilization, but in my opinion, he is far from it. ”
Zhuge Liang was silent.
Wei Ba sighed softly: "Prime Minister, in fact, in my opinion, you had the best chance of becoming a sage like Aristotle. ”
"Such a sage, how dare I ask for extravagance, if I can fulfill the last wish entrusted by the emperor, I will be satisfied." Zhuge Liang interrupted Wei Ba's words and sighed: "It's a pity that I haven't even been able to do this, so I can only wait for someone to come." ”
Wei Ba didn't say anything more. He glanced at Zhuge Liang, gave a salute, and slowly stepped aside. Zhuge Liang opened his mouth to ask about Alexander, and he knew what the scheming prime minister had in mind, but he had been prepared, so saying such a word was enough to touch the softest place in Zhuge Liang's heart.
What do people think? Virtue, meritorious service, and speech.
Zhuge Liang is also a scholar, he doesn't seek wealth or enjoyment, so does he have no desires? Of course not. From the front of him, what he is asking for is worthy of the first emperor, and looking into the distance, what he is asking for is to leave a name in history.
Historically, he did. Even without the apotheosis of the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, he is also a model in the hearts of readers. Few people who travel to Sichuan know about Liu Bei's Huiling, but how many have not heard of Wuhou Temple?
Wei Ba said that Aristotle is similar to Confucius, and you would have had the opportunity to become a sage like Aristotle. The admiration and regret in the words are overflowing. Zhuge Liang has a city government, no matter how much he has prejudices about Wei Ba, he can't help but feel a little sad when he hears this.
A battle of words had just begun, and it was soon over.
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 composed.
There was a rush of footsteps in the backyard, Sima Yi frowned, retracted his momentum, put the sword into the sheath, and handed it to the guards on the side. As soon as he put down his rolled up sleeves, his wife Zhang Chunhua appeared at the door, looked at him with a calm face and said nothing.
Sima Yi sighed silently, then smiled again, and walked forward quickly: "Where is Madame?" ”
"Go pick up my son." Zhang Chunhua's face was like frost, and his eyes were like electricity, as if he was about to poke into Sima Yi's face.
"Ziyuan is back?" Sima Yi shook his head: "Then there's no need to pick it up, how can there be ......?"
"My son has a broken leg and is unable to walk, if I don't pick it up, who will? Who else remembers him but me, a mother? ”
Sima Yi was speechless for a moment, and then ecstatic. "Zishang is back?"
"I just received the news that the person has arrived in Luoyang." Zhang Chunhua's eyes were filled with tears: "It turns out that you still remember him, I thought you had forgotten him." ”
"Madame, how can I forget." Sima Yi couldn't cry or laugh: "If I hadn't written to Zhuge Liang and Li Yan to plead and send a large ransom, would they have been able to put Zishang back?" Madam, you rest at home, and I'll pick you up. ”
"You are a dignified general, how can you deign to pick up your son, or let me go." Zhang Chunhua said sarcastically, brushed Sima Yi's hand away, and strode towards the front yard. Sima Yi shook his head helplessly and followed. He knew that his wife had been worried about Sima Zhao's injury and capture, and had been looking forward to Sima Zhao being redeemed, and now that she was in Luoyang, she would definitely not be able to hold back, so she had to pick it up in person.
Sima Yi immediately arranged a car and went out of Luoyang City with his wife, and in the Qianqiu Pavilion in the south of the city, they waited for Sima Zhao, who was dusty and thin.
As soon as he saw Sima Zhao, Zhang Chunhua burst into tears, grabbed Sima Yi and scolded him, if it wasn't for Sima Zhao hugging him, Sima Yi would have to take a few beatings. It was easy to pull Zhang Chunhua away, and Sima Yi pointed to Sima Zhao's leg in surprise: "Zishang, you ......"
Both of Sima Zhao's legs were broken and amputated from his knees. This situation was a big surprise to Sima Yi, and the information he originally received was that Sima Zhao had broken a leg.
"Father, it's okay if your leg is broken, as long as it's not broken here." Sima Zhao smiled faintly and pointed to his temple.
Sima Yi let out a long sigh, turned around, and bent down. Sima Zhao was taken aback, and hurriedly said, "Father, no." ”
"It was my incompetence that made you fall into the enemy camp and suffer so much. I should recite you a paragraph. Sima Yi turned his back to Sima Zhao and said with a faint smile: "Besides, I didn't carry you less when you were a child." Let's relive the old days. ”
Sima Zhao's eyes darkened, and he leaned down on 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 couldn't control his emotions anymore, and lay on Sima Yi's back and sobbed.
Sima Yi carried Sima Zhao on his back and slowly walked towards his carriage. He is old, not as strong as when he was young, but it is not difficult to carry Sima Zhao on his back at all. Sima Zhao was not only skinny, but also lost two legs, so light that even an old man like him could easily carry it. But he felt that there was a mountain on his back, and he could not move an inch.
A cripple, no matter how good his brain is, what good can he do? Sima Zhao's life is ruined. And all of this was destroyed in his hands, if he hadn't been defeated by Wei Ba, how could Sima Zhao have fallen to this step.
Guilt and self-blame filled Sima Yi's heart, he carried Sima Zhao on his back, came to his carriage step by step, carefully put Sima Zhao on it, and climbed into the car again.
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 of Wei Ba's Liaodong Jihua?" ”
Sima Yi nodded. Wei Ba explained the general trend of the world on the giant ship, and this matter had already reached Luoyang and reached his ears. However, he didn't know much about the specifics. His spies were unable to be there in person and could not hear much detail.
"Shu Han re-evaluated the merits of Bingzhou and Jingzhou, and Wei Ba was the biggest beneficiary." Sima Zhao said slowly: "He was promoted to the general of the chariot cavalry, and he was fully responsible for the expedition to Jihua in Liaodong. In addition, the general Li Yan went out of the town of Guanzhong, and there may be an attack on Jihua in the near future. ”
Sima Yi's eyebrows frowned slightly: "Li Yan sent troops to merge the state, is it containment?" Is Lu Xun also going to send troops? ”
"It should be." Sima Zhao bowed slightly: "Shu Han's intention in putting on such a formation is obvious, that is, to surround it on three sides and make our army tired of coping." The three-way army, one after another, will not take two years, and we will be exhausted. When the time comes, Wei Ba will leave Liaodong, and our army will be defeated. ”
"That'...... They sent you back, did they persuade you to surrender? ”
Sima Zhao stared at Sima Yi's eyes and nodded silently.
Sima Yi stroked Che Shi and slowly exhaled: "What about the conditions?" ”
"Go to the emperor's title, retain the title of King of Wei, and choose one of them."
"Whose decision is this? Zhuge Liang or Li Yan? ”
"I don't know." Sima Zhao shook his head: "The one who conveyed this news to me was the new Great Honglu Fei Yi. If Bixia is willing to accept this condition and agree to negotiate, he will be the mastermind of Shu Han. ”
Sima Yi laughed and dismissed...... (To be continued......)
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