Hearing that the man said that it was Mr. Zhuge who died, Liu Bei's eyes were dark, and he almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, Guan Yu and Zhang Fei supported them left and right, only to hear Liu Bei tremble and say: "Fellow, the Mr. Zhuge you said is named Zhuge Liang?"

The man said: "Only Kong Ming here is called Mr. Zhuge . ”

Liu Bei suddenly burst into tears: "Xu Shu is newly mourned, and it was hard to find Zhuge Liang, but he also died!

Duan Dahu was puzzled: How could Zhuge Liang die now?

Historically, he was a man of the hour with one hand.

"Big brother, don't cry yet, since we are here, let's go to the gentleman's house to find out, maybe Zhuge Liang just fainted from a moment of illness, maybe there is still help. Duan Dahu said.

Liu Bei suddenly came to his senses, "Yes, Brother Xian, you are a good general, and you are the blood of the Dragon Emperor." Heaven can't just end my life, let's go and see. ”

Just as the ferry had arrived, the four of them got on board. Duan Dahu grew up in the north, at this time, only to see the long sky and distant waves, all the eyes are blue, the distant mountain peaks are verdant, standing in the waves, can't help but feel happy.

The boat floated with the wind, and I didn't realize that it had been more than ten miles from the shore, only to see a flat boat dozens of zhang away parked in the lake, a fisherman sitting on the bow of the boat fishing, and there was a child in the stern. Guan Yu pointed to the fishing boat and said: "The smoke is vast, and fishing alone with a rod is really like an ink landscape." ”

Zhang Fei asked, "What is ink landscape?"

Liu Bei said: "I don't understand this? That is a landscape picture drawn with only black ink and no color." ”

Duan Dahu didn't have time to chat with them, the mountains and waters in front of him were green, the sky was blue and cloudy, the sunset was orange and yellow, and the sunset was pink, and he was intoxicated. Guan Yu saw that the fisherman was still sitting upright on the bow of the boat, and the fishing rod and fishing line were not moving. Huang Rong smiled: "This person is patient. ”

A light breeze blew, the water waves hit the bow of the boat, and suddenly a desolate song floated on the lake: "The peacock flies southeast, wandering for five miles." Thirteen can weave, fourteen learn tailoring, fifteen play gonghou, sixteen recite poetry books. Seventeen is a gentleman's wife, and her heart is always bitter and sad. The gentleman is a government official, and he keeps the festival unswervingly, and the concubines leave empty rooms, and they often see each other. The rooster crows into the weaving, and the night does not stop. Five horses were broken in three days, and the adults were too late. If it is not for the weaving to be late, it is difficult for the wife of the Jun family to do it! The concubine is unbearable to drive, and there is nothing to be done, so the white grandmother can be sent back in time. ”

Liu Bei listened to the singing, stunned. Guan Yu asked, "What's the matter, big brother?" Liu Bei said: "This is a famous song, called it." Unexpectedly, but at this time, I heard a fisherman singing, and it seems that this person must be extraordinary. ”

He instructed the boatman, "Let's go, let's go and have a look." ”

A few people paddled over, and saw that the fisherman had also collected his rod and rowed the boat. When the two boats were a few feet apart, the fisherman said: "I like to meet a good guest on the lake, but I don't know where it comes from?" Liu Bei listened to his elegant conversation, and his heart was even more secretly surprised, and replied: "A few of our brothers came from Xinye City, I'm afraid that we will disturb the elders." The fisherman smiled and said: "It is rare for guests to meet, and they can meet in the water on this poor mountain and remote lake, and they are more open-minded." But I don't know where they're going?"

"A few of us are about to go to Mr. Zhuge Villa. Guan Yu said.

Only then did the fisherman turn his head and turn his face to them, only to see an old man. He didn't move, and said, "Don't the distinguished guests know that Zhuge Liang is dead?"

Liu Bei said: "I heard passers-by mention it, but since I came here and my husband died early, let's go and pay our respects." At that moment, Liu Bei informed the old man of their lives.

"In that case, please come with me. The old man said, slowly shaking the pulp. On the shore of the lake, the boat is moored on a bluestone pier. When I came ashore, I saw a large bamboo forest, which grew densely and spread in the wind. After walking for two miles, I saw that the pavilions in front of me were connected, it was actually a big courtyard, and after crossing a big stone bridge, the four of them looked at each other, and they didn't expect that Zhuge Liang lived in such a magnificent mansion.

Duan Dahu remembered that day in the thatched house, Zhuge Liang and an ugly girl got married, and he only felt like yesterday.

Before the four of them reached the door, they saw a junior in his early twenties come to greet them, followed by five or six servants. That Hou Sheng said: "In the next is Zhuge Liang's brother Zhuge Jun, who learned that four distinguished guests were coming, and he was here to marry. The four of them bowed their hands.

Duan Dahu saw that he was wearing a white robe, and his body and face were very similar to Zhuge Liang.

"I don't know where Mr. Zhuge coffin stopped, let's go and pay our respects first. Liu Bei said.

"Then there is a distinguished guest, please come with me. Zhuge took the lead in leading the way.

A few people while talking, while walking into the inner hall, a few people see that the village is beautifully furnished, carved beams and painted buildings, extremely poor and ingenious, than the simple and majestic courtyard in the north is another atmosphere.

It's just that at this time, Zhuang is crying and crying, wearing white pickaxe clothes, but the atmosphere is also very heavy. There is a coffin parked in the center of the inner hall, which seems to be Zhuge Liang's coffin. There was a person kneeling in front of the coffin, it was Huang Yueying. Duan Dahu saw that he was dressed in white, his tears had not dried, his appearance was haggard, and he was also sad.

He walked over and arched his hand, "Ugly girl, I'm here, you...... You mourn and change. ”

Huang Yueying half-got up and gave a salute, and said, "Thank you for coming, the surviving person is polite." ”

Duan Dahu hurriedly said: "The girl doesn't have to be polite. He secretly looked at her, and although she looked sad, she was very calm, and did not look like a woman with a dead husband.

At the moment, everyone has hung up, Liu Guanzhang and the three have never seen Zhuge Liang, but this time they are also deeply affectionate. However, Liu Bei snorted and cried, as if he was crying sadder than other relatives and friends, and the group of people he led also cried.

Duan Dahu gently looked around the coffin, only to see that the lid of the coffin was empty, and he secretly thought in his heart: I don't know if it's Zhuge Liang inside?

At that moment, he suddenly stretched out a palm and hit the lid of the coffin, the lid slipped off, and there was a person lying inside Zhuge Liang. I saw that his face was pale, and he couldn't feel any livelihood, and anyone who looked at it would have been dead for a long time.

Huang Yueying's face changed color: "Duan Shaoxia, what do you want?"

Duan Dahu sneered: "I really haven't seen Brother Kong Ming for many days, and I am so worried that I want to see him for the last time." He said this quite wisely, and Huang Yueying couldn't say anything, so she said loudly:

"My husband is newly mourned, thanks to all of you friends who came to pay their respects, today and now, let him be buried in peace. ”

A group of farmers poured in, banging and riveting the coffin. The suona hands puffed up and their cheeks blew, and everyone carried the coffin to the outside of the village. Huang Yueying sprinkled paper money as she walked, and cried loudly.