Wang Baoyu didn't speak again, there was no way to distinguish right from wrong in the affairs of the battlefield, if it weren't for each master, maybe Li Dian could also become friends with Fan Jinqiang.

Li Dian stayed for a moment, and then left with heavy steps, constantly looking back at Zhou Yu's coffin, with a gloomy expression. A few months later, Li Dian died of illness at home, and he was also very young, like Zhou Yu, he was thirty-six years old. It can also be seen that the medical level at that time was low, and the diseases of these generals can be cured today.

Not long after Li Dian left, another person ran in, ragged and with messy hair. When he ran past Wang Baoyu, the wind he brought over was sour and stinky, and the smoke made people dizzy.

This person cried when he knocked down Zhou Yu's coffin, but this cry was really ugly, the scream was piercing, and it was high and low, and everyone couldn't help covering their ears for a while, and even Xiao Qiao flashed to the side.

Who is it? is so dirty and messy, there is only Pang Tong. Pang Tong was going to the countryside to investigate, and when he heard the news of Zhou Yu's death, he immediately rushed back, and he didn't care about cleaning himself, so he ran to worship Zhou Yu.

The relationship between Pang Tong and Zhou Yu can be described as unusual, Zhou Yu is not only the leader of Pang Tong, but also a nobleman and even a confidant of Pang Tong.

Pang Tong is often despised and ridiculed by people because of his ugly appearance and uninhibited behavior, but Zhou Yu respects him very much, at least he never covers his nose in front of him.

Thinking of Zhou Yu's kindness to him, Pang Tong's heart was like a knife, his snot was a handful of tears, he cried to death several times, and his heart was pinched and swollen, and then he was pulled aside by everyone.

Pang Tong is ugly, and people don't know how to dress up, and everyone doesn't have a good impression of him, even a person like Lu Su who has a heart doesn't disdain to associate with him, and the phenomenon of judging people by their appearance was particularly prominent at that time.

Pang Tong has long been accustomed to it, regardless of the image, he sat on the ground with his head down, thinking of the past, and patted his legs sadly and howled a few times. The smell was unpleasant, the sound was unpleasant, and the face was ugly, and soon, everyone dodged with disgust, and gave Pang Tong a five-square-meter area around him.

As soon as Pang Tong was quiet here, he heard someone outside the door shouting: "Zhuge Kongming has arrived!" ”

As soon as he heard this shout, Lu Su hurriedly greeted him, and on a certain Cheng dù, Lu Su and Zhuge Liang had a certain consensus, that is, Jiangdong and Liu Bei's side, light yì could not start a war, after all, the combined forces of the two sides were not as good as Cao Cao.

Accompanied by Lu Su, Zhuge Liang walked into the courtyard with a heavy pace, dressed in white and snow, which was particularly eye-catching in the night, and his chic Cheng dù was by no means inferior to Zhou Yu.

Xiao Qiao didn't wear glasses, and almost took Zhuge Liang for Zhou Yu again, his eyes were obsessed, and a smile hung on the corner of his mouth.

"This is Mr. Kong Ming." Wang Baoyu couldn't help but remind in a low voice.

Xiao Qiao lowered his head again and didn't say a word.

Zhuge Liang came to Zhou Yu's coffin, looked straight at the cold coffin, his face was sad, and he silently communicated with the person in the coffin for the last time.

After a long time, Zhuge Liang seemed to come back to his senses, fell to his knees with a puff, and cried out loudly, "Gongjin, it's too late to shine!" I never thought you would go so early! ”

This sentence spoke to the sore spot of the people present, who did not regret Zhou Yu's untimely death, and there was a cry in the house.

Zhuge Liang shook his head on the ground and choked up: "Gong Jin, why did you leave early, Liang felt lonely!" Gongjin, why don't you wait for me! ”

"Hmph, kill my lord, but come here to pretend to be amorous." Pang Tong snorted.

"Lao Pang, I think Mr. Kong Ming is revealing his true feelings, and a layman like you can't understand it." Wang Baoyu couldn't help but speak to Zhuge Liang.

"Since Kong Ming wants to follow, I can help." Pang Tong glanced at Wang Baoyu, but his eyes were fixed on Zhuge Liang, and he wanted to kill Zhuge Liang with his eyes.

"Cut, then you can wake up Zhou Yu? You are also less hypocritical, if you employees had persuaded Zhou Yu more on weekdays, he would not have left so early. Now it's useless to sprinkle all the fire on Mr. Kong Ming! Wang Baoyu's face was full of disdain, and Pang Tong snorted and didn't say anything.

Surrounded by Jiangdong's Wenchen military generals, everyone's eyes are similar to Pang Tong, it is conceivable that if Lu Su had not become the governor of the capital, Zhuge Liang would have come and gone, and it would be difficult to give Zhou Yu a funeral.

Zhuge Liang solemnly bowed nine times, then got up, took a pot of wine, poured it in front of the coffin, and prayed with tears: "Woo Hu Gongjin, unfortunately died; Heaven and earth are sad, and heroes are sad; I am really painful, and I serve wine; If you have a spirit, please taste it; Gong Jin and I were originally confidants; Now that you are gone, the sound of the piano is desolate; When I wanted to be you, I was heroic and ......"

Zhuge Liang's sacrificial text, full of 1,000 words, not only said his feelings of sympathy with Zhou Yu, but also summarized Zhou Yu's life, the export is a chapter, the rhetoric is beautiful, it can be called a masterpiece of the world, highlighting Zhuge Liang's outstanding talent.

Everyone was attracted by Zhuge Liang's sacrificial text, and the scene was surprisingly quiet for a while, and after Zhuge Liang finished speaking, he suddenly burst into tears and cried. Then, he actually threw himself on Zhou Yu's coffin, stroked the coffin, and continued to cry, the scene was infected again, and everyone cried again.

Xiao Qiao cried incessantly, although she tried her best to remind herself that this was Zhuge Liang, not her dead husband Zhou Yu, the love was too complicated, her eyes rolled and she fainted.

Lu Su hurriedly sent someone to help his wife to the inner room to rest for a while, and then couldn't help sighing: "I didn't expect Kong Ming to be so amorous!" ”

Finally, a few people stepped forward and pulled down Zhuge Liang, who was crying like a tearful person. Zhuge Liang saw Wang Baoyu and nodded slightly, meaning that Wang Baoyu could come to visit Zhou Yu, he was affectionate and righteous, and he did a good job, of course, he didn't know, but Wang Baoyu came because he was worried about his safety.

Wang Baoyu's eyes were more thief, and by the candle flame, he seemed to see Zhuge Liang's palm, as if a rune pattern was drawn.

Wang Baoyu's heart suddenly chuckled, and a chill felt in his heart, and he couldn't help but think of a folk legend he heard in modern times. Zhou Yu was originally lying in the coffin and pretending to be dead, but Zhuge Liang, who came to pay his filial piety, was bombarded to death in the coffin with five thunder palms.

If this is true, Zhuge Liang is too unkind, you can not come, if you harm Zhou Yu like this, you will definitely be punished by God.

However, Wang Baoyu thought about it, and it didn't seem right, because Zhou Yu had met him before he died, and it was clear that his life was dying, and he should not live now.

With a complicated mood, Wang Baoyu couldn't help but ask Zhuge Liang in a low voice: "Sir, what is the talisman you drew in your hand?" It won't be five thunder palms! ”

Zhuge Liang was also stunned, he didn't expect him to be so careful, but he was still discovered by Wang Baoyu, he was not an outsider in the first place, Zhuge Liang did not hide it and whispered: "This is indeed the five thunder cactus recorded in "Qimen Dunjia". ”