The relics of the temple are green and falling, and the grass and trees of the empty mountain are long.

I still heard that I would resign from the Lord and no longer lie in Nanyang.

Du Gong Department half a lifetime of displacement, and finally in Shu to find a thatched cottage to settle down, idle to the Wuhou Temple to worship and pay respects, but see the mural in the temple down, pine and cypress Sensen, the empty mountain outside the temple is quiet, the grass and trees in front of the steps are long, then there is a feeling, write this poem that is famous for the ages: Wuhou Temple.

Since ancient times, heroes have cherished each other.

Du Gongbu worries about the country and the people all his life, and he has not been able to show his ambitions when he is old, with a melancholy mood to hang the Wuhou Temple, the mountain wind whimpers, and the trees are sad, and he suddenly feels that the past is vivid, and he is embarrassed.

The power covers three countries, and the name becomes an eight-array map.

The river does not turn, and the hatred is lost.

Du Gongbu's lifelong dream is to be like Zhuge Kongming, to serve the country and the people, and to do his best, but he was born at the wrong time and left regrets in vain.

He died before he left the school, which made the hero cry.

Zhuge Kongming's regret is also the regret of the Shu people.

Later generations also have many poems to commemorate the memory of Zhuge Wuhou, the poet Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty, the official to the second grade, also wrote: Mr. obscure in the mountains and forests, three times that the holy lord is looking for. When the fish goes to Nanyang to get water, the dragon flies to the sky and the Han is Lin. Tuo Gu is not only courteous, but also loyal to the country. The list of teachers before and after is there, which makes people see tears at a glance.

It is that there are many literati and writers who write immortal chapters, and later generations will miss and revere Zhuge Kongming more and more.

This Wuhou temple was built in this wilderness, presumably a person who greatly revered Zhuge Kongming funded the construction, maybe he wanted Zhuge Wuhou to sleep in the green water and green mountains, and see what this peaceful and prosperous world looks like.

Judging by the width of the road, it can be seen that when this temple was first built, it was not visited by many tourists, but because it was in disrepair, it looked extremely desolate.

The temple is not big, and the courtyard is double.

The front yard is barren, but the back yard is comfortable and clean, the corners of the walls are full of firewood, and the water tank under the eaves of the temple is also full of water.

Apparently it was guarded and inhabited in this temple.

The temple door was ajar, and Xuanyuan not only stepped into the temple gate, but he heard someone sigh: "Alas, are you planning to starve me to death before you give up?" Can't you change your gambling habit when you see people for the time being? ”

The voice was cold, but listening to the tone, the person who spoke was not only extremely familiar with Xuanyuan, but when he spoke, he paused many times, and his middle qi seemed to be insufficient.

Xuanyuan not only laughed, but also picked up the wine and roast chicken in his hand and shook it at the man, and said, "Isn't this here, don't worry, you won't die of hunger." ”

As the voice spoke, I saw a gray-clothed Taoist man lying on an old wooden couch in the temple room, his face was slightly pale, and he seemed to be weak even when he sat up, and it seemed that this Taoist person was either injured or sick.

He took the wine and food in Xuanyuan Bu's hand, and ate it himself, he ate a few mouthfuls of roast chicken, drank a big sip of wine, and then took a few breaths.

Xuanyuan not only said disdainfully: "You eat and drink slowly, be careful of choking to death, and no one will rob you, don't act like a starving ghost reincarnated." “

The gray-clothed Taoist snorted coldly: "You have already eaten and drunk enough in the city, of course you won't rob it, you are hungry here for a long time like me......"

Xuanyuan not only scratched his head, but seemed to feel a little embarrassed, he smiled and said, "I've eaten and drunk enough, but I didn't deliberately delay the time to come back, you must not guess who I met in the city?" “

"What the hell are you?" The gray-clothed man didn't raise his head, and replied angrily.

"Almost, he was supposed to be a ghost long ago, but he preferred to sit in the restaurant and drink, so I couldn't figure it out." Xuanyuan didn't just seem to be deliberately satisfying the appetite of the gray-clothed Taoist.

"Oh." It's a pity that the gray-clothed Taoist was not fooled, and only said lightly.

"A batch of red goods worth 100,000 taels of gold, fourteen dart masters with good martial arts, encountered an accident overnight, the dart was lost, and he was the only one left to come back alive, don't you say strange?" Xuanyuan not only said but also peeked at the gray-clothed Taoist to see if he was moved.

There was no expression on the gray cloth's face, but the action of eating meat and drinking wine stopped unconsciously.

Xuanyuan not only laughed secretly, and continued: "He looks like he has been drunk for several days, but in that restaurant, he asked for a pot of wine, but he didn't drink it in a sip, and finally gave the pot of wine to a man named Hanako......"

Xuanyuan not only deliberately stopped, peeked at the gray-clothed Taoist, and saw that the gray-clothed Taoist was still unmoved, he snorted coldly, and deliberately sighed: "What's even stranger is that it is a person named Hanako who shouldn't have appeared there at all, such a strange two people, they would actually sit together and drink, I can't figure it out, I can't figure it out." ”

The gray-clothed Taoist finally raised his eyes and stared at Xuanyuan Buguang, and said coldly with a straight face: "You don't need to deliberately hang my appetite, I know that the person you are talking about is Tang Xiaotian, the new chief dart head of the Evergreen Dart Bureau, what does it have to do with you whether he should die or not?" Why do you use him as a shield, although I am complaining that you came back late, but I am not angry, because instead I went out to buy wine and meat, I am afraid that I will come back later than you. ”

After the gray-clothed Taoist finished speaking, he couldn't help but smile, as if he felt that this was not in line with his style all along, and then he put on a straight face and no longer looked at Xuanyuan.

Xuanyuan not only snatched the wine jar from the gray-clothed Taoist, but also poured a sigh of relief from his neck, stretched out his sleeves and wiped it on his mouth, burped with satisfaction, and said with a smile: "Why don't you ask who the person who drank with Tang Xiaotian is called Hanako?" ”

The gray-clothed Taoist sneered: "If you call Huazi, you will call Huazi, will it still be the leader of the beggar gang." ”

"Although he is not the leader of the beggar gang, his status is not much lower than that of the leader of the beggar gang." Xuanyuan not only seemed to want to hang the appetite of the gray-clothed Taoist to the end.

"I don't want to know if you like to talk about it or not." The gray-clothed Taoist man nibbled a piece of roast chicken, and then pinched the chicken with his thumb and forefinger and put it in his mouth to chew carefully.

Xuanyuan not only slowly paced to the gray-clothed Taoist, but also sat down on the wooden couch, and said slowly: "This is called Hanako, who should have been the left protector of the beggar gang, but he has a more prominent identity. ”

"Elder Wei? What else does he have? The gray-clothed Taoist swallowed the roast chicken, and finally showed a little interest.

"The world's first thief!" Xuanyuan didn't just say word by word.

"Poof......" The wine that the gray-clothed Taoist was drinking into his mouth squirted out, and he turned his head to stare at Xuanyuan, as if wondering if this person was going crazy.

Not only did Regulus glare, but he also glared at him, trying to make a look that he hadn't gone crazy at all.

The two of you are glaring at me like this, and I am staring at you, for a long time, the gray-clothed Taoist seems to have figured out what Xuanyuan means.

"You mean to say that Sikong Jieyue is pestering Tang Xiaotian by pretending to be Elder Wei?" The gray-clothed Taoist looked incredulous.

"Well, it's a fake." Xuanyuan nodded and smiled.

"But why did he pretend to be Elder Wei to approach Tang Xiaotian, could it be that he had already discovered something?" The gray-clothed Taoist seemed to be talking to himself.

"Why don't you ask him yourself?" Xuanyuan smiled mysteriously.

The gray-clothed Taoist looked up at the outside of the courtyard, as if puzzled: "Could it be that he came with you?" ”

Xuanyuan laughed and said, "It's coming, it's just that people don't only drink like us, and he probably likes to lie on the eaves and drink the wind." ”

"Are you sure you're not mistaken?" The gray-clothed Taoist reconfirmed.

"I didn't even look at it, how could I be wrong, but I couldn't hear it wrong, although he boasted that he was the best in the world, but my ears were born a hundred times more sensitive than ordinary people, I don't need to look back, I also know that someone is secretly following, except for him, who can be so close to me?" Xuanyuan not only mentioned his ear power, but couldn't help but feel a burst of pride.

Sikong Jieyue on the eaves of the courtyard wanted to slap himself hard, but he forgot about this one.

Xuanyuan is not only addicted to gambling all his life, but naturally has his advantages, ordinary people can hear the sound and distinguish the position, and a master like him can even hear the points of the dice.

The gray-clothed Taoist looked at Sikong Jieyue's hiding place, and said coldly: "Since the old people are reunited, why don't you come in and have a drink?" ”

"Hahaha, I can't imagine that the Bashan swordsman Liu Yunfei is seriously injured and dares to treat guests with wine, admire and admire ......"

As soon as the words fell, Sikong Jieyue, who was still dressed as a beggar, had already flashed and fell, standing leisurely in the courtyard with his hands in his hands.