When everyone heard this, they all looked sideways, and saw that it was a lazy young man who was yawning with his mouth wide open. With just one glance, everyone turned their heads and turned a blind eye. Although this boy was rude in his words, he was a man with a knife, and he did not seem to have a good way, not to mention that there was a big man sitting next to him! The man had a black face and a black beard, and his face was cold and stiff, as if someone owed him two hundred taels of silver. In short, they are not good stubbles and the kind of people who can't be provoked.

The storyteller naturally didn't want to provoke, gently opened the folding fan, and said to himself: "Words continue with the preface-" When Xiao Fangzi heard this, he spat and spat on the ground, and his heart was very angry. It's not going well these days, even if you talk about a book, you don't like to listen to it, it's unlucky, it's bad luck for eight lifetimes!

...... Kong Mingtun's soldiers were five zhang yuan, and Sima Yi thought that his beard was burned and he was embarrassed, so he finally shrank in Dazhai and couldn't come out. The Shu soldiers failed to fight several times, and even scolded in front of the village, all the way from the grandchildren to the eighteenth generation of the ancestors, and the Wei soldiers did not scold one, and finally their voices were hoarse, so they had to take their mouths. In fact, Wei Bing was also quite angry, standing at the door of the house and pointing his nose and scolding the street, and everyone had a fire, but Sima Coward's cowardly had an order: he was not allowed to return the mouth, and he was also forced to cut off his tongue, and he was not allowed to go out, and he had no choice but to swallow his anger and admit it, and spit out the door again and again. Seeing that the two sides were deadlocked, who was Kong Ming? In an instant, he came up with another plan.

It is said that Sima Yi was discussing with the generals in the tent about the strategy of retreating, and overheard a report from the account that the prime minister of Shu had something to deliver. It was a large box, covered with splendid embroidery, and there was a letter. Huh? What does this mean? Why is this book a great gift? Sima Yi was suspicious and couldn't help but copy the envelope. You must read the letter first, and there is a sinister mechanism in the box, so you must not guard against it! Sima Yi looked at it carefully, and the generals saw that the face of the Metropolitan Governor had turned from white to red, and from red to black, and the bottom of the pot was burned! The generals were surprised and surprised, and no one dared to ask, so they only exchanged heads and ears there, and their imaginations flowed.

"Slow! The governor didn't dare to open the box in public, could it be that there was a ghost in his heart?" said a general. The generals echoed one after another: "This makes sense, most of the governors can't be swallowed alone, take it apart to see what kind of treasure it is, and it will be beneficial to share it with everyone." Sima Yi was furious, and shouted again: "Who is leading the trouble? Someone is coming, push it out and behead it!" The generals were shocked, raised their hands one after another, and identified them together: "It's him!" The general weakened his knees, knelt on the ground and cried: "Father spares his life!" Sima Yi fixed his eyes and saw that it was his precious son Sima Zhao who was kneeling! He couldn't help frowning and said: "Xiao Zhao, why are you so ignorant? It disappointed the old man so much." Sima Zhao raised his teary eyes: "I-"

"Military orders are like mountains, how can they be repeated!" A general next to him awe-inspiring and righteous. Sima Zhao turned his head, and it turned out to be his dear eldest brother Sima Shi, who was looking at himself with a sneer. Sima Zhao said angrily with tears: "You-" Sima Shi comforted gently: "Zhao, it's not that the eldest brother is ruthless, as the saying goes, there are no fathers and sons on the battlefield, and brothers in fights, you can go with peace of mind, and I will take care of the brothers and sisters for you one by one!" Sima Zhao was so angry that he was about to vomit blood, and he couldn't speak for a while.

"Push it out, cut it-" Sima Yi's words had already been spoken, and it was difficult to collect the water, so he said helplessly with tears. "Slow down, I have something to say!" Sima Zhao saw that he couldn't speak anymore and was dead, and hurriedly shouted. Sima Yi was overjoyed when he heard this, and said in his heart, this is right, you kid called twice, so that the father could get off the donkey. When he was young, the old Sima drank his own soldiers, and Sima Zhao stepped forward and whispered in his ear: "Father doesn't know, my son is not a believer, the preface is really well-intentioned, and he admonishes each other with death." Sima Yi made his ears itch strangely, and said annoyedly: "Big statement, say it directly!" Sima Zhao said respectfully: "Yes." Immediately, his face turned grim, and he looked around and said loudly: "Zhuge Liang is scheming, I expect that there must be fraud in this matter! If he is tempted by money and property to instigate my generals to lose peace, if he rashly accepts bribes, it will inevitably cause our army's morale to fluctuate, and the war situation will be unfavorable." Therefore, it is true that the public is selfless, loyal and courageous, and the earth and the sky can be seen!

He said it righteously, and all the generals disagreed. Just now, he echoed and almost harmed him, but at this time, he changed his tone and secretly said that you are selfish, let him talk nonsense, and ask heaven and earth to testify to him. The atmosphere in the tent was quiet and embarrassing for a while, and I saw Sima Shi suddenly step forward, and shouted with tears in his eyes: "Brother Zhao is bitter and lonely, it was because my brother misunderstood you, and almost killed my brother's surname, I am really ashamed of my eldest brother!" Sima Zhao was stunned, and then tears burst out of his eyes, and he choked up: "My brother still loves me, and my brother still mistakenly thinks that you want my life wholeheartedly! Big brother-" Sima Shi cried out in tears, brother, and said in his heart, Big Brother hurts you for bullshit! Knowing that you can't die this time, it's better to sell it now. The two brothers each took a few steps, hugged their heads and cried, and the gloom in the tent suddenly rose, and their eyes fell to the ground.

Sima Yi looked at the box and then at the two sons, feeling very embarrassed. This Xiao Zhao speculated wildly, he had no head and no brains, and the master was ashamed of himself, and he didn't know what was in the box but he was ashamed of his father to death! Keeping his face or dying? It's really hard to decide, no matter what, it's okay, but it's good to see the brothers go on a blind date and the father and son reunite. After a while, Xiao Zhao left the master well, and the mysterious box was finally opened. Sima Yi covered his face with his hands and peeked through the cracks. All the generals were satisfied, and they all looked at each other. It didn't matter if it looked at it, everyone was stunned, why? The box was neither gold nor silver jewelry, nor a severed human head, but it was neatly folded.

How can you be beautiful in a beautiful dress?

Colorful green placancy, red, white and white folded skirt, the neckline is exposed, the small shoes are tight, and the underwear and underwear are very demonic.

The women looked at each other, and no one could figure it out. Didn't Zhuge Kongming convey love with things? I didn't expect Sima Zhongda to have such an example. Sima Zhao looked at it again and again, touched it again and again, and finally said: "Yes, the workmanship is very good! Why don't you take it back for me, and divide it between the three wives and four concubines." In a blink of an eye, he looked at the eldest brother's unkind face, and changed his words: "The younger brother is just joking, this thing is from the sister-in-law of Angelica!" Sima Shi's face eased, and he said: "The eldest brother has many daughters-in-law, how can he be partial to your sister-in-law?" Sima Zhao said with a straight face: "How can the eldest brother say badly, the brother is precisely because he has many daughters-in-law, so it is not good to take it back, don't say it, just accept it!" Sima Shi hesitated: "This, is it appropriate?" I have always cared about my younger brother and sister, and you don't know it. Sima Zhao said dumbfoundedly: "I said, which one do you care about?" This has to be made clear, so that I don't have to go back and mumble in my heart." Sima Shi was stunned: "Don't you really know?

"Shut up!" Sima Yi roared angrily, and then sighed: "Don't rob it, this dress is for me to wear." The generals asked in unison, "How do you say this?" Sima Yi snorted coldly: "The letter has already made it very clear. The generals were so surprised that they asked the governor again and said nothing. The letter was torn up to him a long time ago, he understood, and he didn't care whether others understood it or not, it was very unrighteous. It is said that this matter almost became a mystery case for the ages, but fortunately, the person who sent the letter had more eyes, peeked at it secretly, and secretly wrote it down, so that the content of the letter could be circulated later. If you ask what the Wuhou book means, you officials and listen well-

A wake woke up, and everyone listened. But Xiao Fangzi lay on the table and fell asleep, not knowing the north, south, east and west.

"A poem in the letter, a poem: the dignified Sima Dadu, a resentful woman who guards the deep boudoir. The two birds are still divided into male and female, and who of the three armies does not distinguish between male and female? Flushed and try women's makeup, I don't know if the old woman agrees?"

When the words fell, everyone laughed, but the two over there couldn't sleep or sit, and it was difficult to laugh.

The gentleman glanced at it, and continued—

Beautifully sent, viciously spoken. The ancients said that a soldier can be killed but not humiliated, and Sima Zhongda can't bear it. But if it becomes a big thing, you have to endure it, don't you spit on your face and do it yourself? Why don't you want to be humiliated by your crotch? Sima Yi couldn't bear it anymore, but he still endured it. endure it, but he is so angry that he can't eat, can't sleep, and suffers for half the night, and finally comes up with a plan. What's the plan? Since he had no choice but to accept red makeup, then he would return a little color!

However, he said that Zhuge Liang sat firmly in the army, and he was angry with Sima Yi's veteran. Suddenly, the messenger returned and said: "Sima Yi accepted the letter calmly, tried it on the spot to express his satisfaction, and wrote a letter back. When Kong Ming heard this, he looked up to the sky and sighed: "If people are shameless, the world is invincible, and they are in vain to put on a blank coat and make empty calculations." The reply is also a poem, a poem: The old man is old and his heart is not old, and men and women are called by others. I can eat ten bowls a day, and I am ready to consume it with you! A pair of small belly and chicken intestines, and go to bed after sitting in the car. If you want to divide the victory and defeat, not on the battlefield or in the grave, if you want to ask who is crying, I will burn paper to you.

No, there is a blank space in the back, obviously not making up the number of words. Is this also called poetry? At best, it is at the level of soy sauce, and the most infuriating thing is that there is a beginning and no end, and this kind of crooked sentence is also taken? Zhuge Liang didn't know that this was Sima Yi's work of thinking hard in the middle of the night, grinding a bald brush, and spending countless manuscripts and papers, and immediately vomited a mouthful of blood and fell ill with anger. If you want to say that anyone doesn't have three disasters and eight tribulations, it's not a big deal to get a disease, but unexpectedly, Kong Ming's illness is really caused by overwork and fire, so he has never been cured, vomiting blood every day, and the high fever does not go away. Ladies and gentlemen, Wuhou's illness has led to the section of "Wuzhang Yuan Zhuge Xing", and listen to me carefully......

Xiao Fangzi shivered and raised his head in a daze. It was already early afternoon, and the sun was shining through the roof and speckled on the table. The wind is warm and warm, and it is a good time to hit the road. Rubbing his eyes, taking a sip of herbal tea, stretching his waist, turning his head and saying, "Old Xue, let's go!" Xue Wanli said impatiently: "Wait for a while, and then leave after listening!" Xiao Fangzi said disdainfully: "What's so good? The storyteller's spirits became more and more invigorated, and he was like a river for a while, and he talked endlessly.

Xiao Fangzi pursed his mouth and rewarded him with a roll of his eyes: "I'm an expert in listening to books, look at what this person said? Just listening to his mother-in-law and mother talk about the old man back and forth, it's annoying to death!" Boss Fang listened to the Three Kingdoms thousands of times, and Zhao Zilong, Guan Yunchang and other military generals listened to it very well, and they didn't listen to Wenchen and the king. Sima doesn't listen to any aunt, of course, Zhuge Liang can listen to it, but this person is a half-human and half-god, and there are many places that he can't understand. Listen, it's all about to tell him to die—

The gentleman's face was pale and unscatimonious, and he was excited, and the more he looked at it, the more unpleasant he became, and the more he listened, the more angry he became. At this time, Zhuge Liang had really said that he had gone to the sky, and his husband had tears in his eyes and his voice was excited: "Wuhou has done his best all his life, and he has worked hard and exhausted, and he is really famous in history and glorious through the ages! Later generations with thousands of poems to sing, to the work of the Ministry of Du Gong is the most widely spread, now said that the contemptible people and you recite it, in order to cherish the eternal loyalty to the Marquis!"

Where to find the prime minister's ancestral hall, Parsons outside Jinguan City.

The green grass is from the spring, and the yellow oriole is hollow and has a good sound.

Three times to worry about the world, two dynasties to help the old ministers.

Die before leaving the school, and the hero will be full of tears!

The voice is generous and sad, and the tone is slow and long. Everyone couldn't help but chant along, and when they reached the last sentence, they were already recited in unison. As soon as the words fell, the gentleman closed his eyes and sighed, and the listener sighed. Of course, there are still two alternatives, Xue Wan was expressionless and did not speak, and Xiao Fangzi turned his head with a stupid expression. The storyteller opened his eyes and raised his eyebrows: "The past can still be recalled, how can my generation forget, men should be self-reliant! Nowadays, the government and government are gradually declining, chaos has been born, there are annihilators and chaotic parties inside, and there are people in the east and west, plus famine and natural disasters and people are trapped, and the land of our Shenzhou is in dire straits! Since the words of the Marquis of Wu are reprimanded, the people of Li should be remembered!

The waking wood regained and the applause was thunderous. The storyteller's tone changed: "Contemptible people are not good at learning and art, their words are poor, and if they are inappropriate, please ask Haihan." Poor and sour, shy in the middle of the road, I hope you can help one or two, and I am very grateful. After saying that, he put away the folding fan, and his eyes swept over the audience.

Everyone turned back to drink tea, turned around and chatted, and ignored them as if they hadn't seen each other. Originally, I was also passing by, and I didn't come here specifically, I met in Pingshui, and I will give you face by listening to it, and I would like to collect money if I slapped him on the court, and I still have to collect money? Suddenly, one person said: "Go, give money!" Everyone heard the sound and looked at it, and it turned out to be the bearded man. The young man on the side frowned and replied: "You see that no one will give it, so you are blind here!" The big man reprimanded: "How can you do it if you don't give money? Hey, you are shameless, I still want it!" As soon as these words came out, everyone was furious! What you gave you was nonsense! Saying that he had asked for a favor now, but even others scolded him, he really didn't look at things! Two strange people are generally hateful! But seeing that little shameless person carrying his face to reward the copper plate, if he didn't give a reward to his own family, wouldn't it be——

When he was young, there were seventy-seven, eighty-eight and dozens of copper coins on the table, and the storyteller smiled and thanked him, and put away his bags. It's over. It's time to hit the road, too. Everyone gradually got up and walked out of the roadside tea shed. The gentleman lowered his head and packed his luggage, and suddenly groaned, "No one has died?" Why is it so difficult to open your face?" Xue Wanli was about to lead the horse with a gloomy face, but he stopped in horror when he heard the words: "What does Mr. mean?"

"The words are unintentional, but the listener is intentional. "The gentleman doesn't look up. Xue Wanli was silent for a moment, and then said: "The foolish heart is disturbed, and I haven't understood it for a few times, so I ask Mr. for advice." The gentleman bowed his head and did not answer, and repeated: "Life is a big dream, half-asleep." The deceased has no dreams, no sorrows and joys, and is disturbed and thoughtful. ”

"Good bitterness, good bitterness!" Xue Wanli stood stunned on the spot, wandering outside. Xiao Fangzi led the horse and shouted: "Old Xue, let's go!" Shaoqing saw that he ignored him, and ran over angrily: "Fool! Are you stupid again?" Mr. packed his bags and was about to go, Xue Wanli hurriedly stopped him, and said respectfully: "Mr. Gaojian, Xue is teachable." The gentleman smiled silently. Xiao Fangzi was surprised and surprised when he saw this: "Old Xue, what did you two say?" Xue Wanli ignored it, and said: "Xue still has something unclear, sir——"

"After the fact, why did Cheng ask about the future?"

Xue Wanli was stunned when he heard this, and immediately said movingly: "The road ahead is unpredictable, where to go? Mr. smiled: "He knows in his heart, why do you ask this?" Xue Wanli was shocked again, and his face was respectful: "My mind is chaotic, and it is difficult to decide where to stay, so please ask Mr. to untie my knot." "Say goodbye, give me a deep salute. Seeing that the two of them were vague and vague, Xiao Fangzi had long been suspicious, and he was secretly wary when he looked at it again and again: "The rude old Xue actually said it politely, and the storyteller smiled and pretended to be profound, these two people are ordinary Shinto, and it must be no good thing!" He muttered in his heart, and the storyteller only smiled and said nothing, making a solemn appearance.

Xue Wanli waited for a moment, and when he saw that Mr. had no intention of speaking, he hurriedly said, "Xiao Fangzi, quickly get the money." ”

After a while, Xiao Fangzi found a corner of broken silver and reluctantly handed it over.

The gentleman did not lift his eyelids, and looked at him as if he were nothing.

Xiao Fangzi felt slightly strange, scratched his head and took out a piece of silver and handed it over, muttering: "The appetite is quite big, this is finally done?"

The gentleman remained silent and regarded it as dung.

Xiao Fangzi is wonderful, is there anyone in the world who doesn't love money? Is this person a fairy or a fool? He angrily took out a whole ingot of silver and held it up, sneering again and again on his face, just wanting to explore the depths. The gentleman copied it, smiled and put it in his arms, and floated away from the two. Let's learn a long lesson, there is no scammer in the world who doesn't want money, and he doesn't want money for a while just to deceive you more. Xiao Fangzi was stunned on the spot, shouting in his heart that he was deceived, and he stomped his feet and regretted it. Xue Wanli was also unexpected, but when he saw that Mr. was going farther and farther away from the southeast, he hurriedly raised his voice and called: "Sir-"

Mr. is on the road, and he doesn't look back when he goes forward, but the north wind lives up to his expectations and faintly sends a message.

"The earth is cloudy, and the wood is water. ”

It seems to be a mystery and a mystery, and the words do not reach the meaning. Xiao Fangzi was puzzled, and his heart said that this liar has a lot of tricks, and he is really a Shinto! Although this question is difficult to solve, Xue Wanli already has the answer in his heart, so he only bowed his head and thought about it for a while, and knew its meaning for a moment: "Wonderful, wonderful!" Xue Wanli laughed, laughed, laughed loudly, showed his face and smiled, and swept away his sad complexion. Xiao Fangzi was stunned! Even he couldn't make him laugh in every possible way, how could that person laugh out when he said a word? Strange things, this silver is worth it! But I don't know.

The storyteller, who is sacred?

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