Spoiling History: Starting from the Three Kingdoms

"In this future generation, I will be asked to be Liu Bei's son?"

Li Shimin twisted his eyebrows, feeling that everyone in the future generation was crazy.

"The people of future generations are just talking nonsense, so you don't need to care."

Changsun Wuji quickly comforted him:

"And this future generation does not choose other emperors, not even Han Bai, etc., this shows that future generations are convinced of everyone's martial arts!"

Only by saying this did Li Shimin not mind too much.

Immediately he shook his head and sighed: "Wuhou's Northern Expedition, isn't he following Sun Wu's plan to destroy Chu?"

"To harass an army of 100,000 with ten thousand troops, and to exchange food and fodder for a thousand people for the enemy's ten thousand people. Even though Cao Wei has ten times the land, it will be difficult to sustain it."

"Best wishes to you all." Changsun Wuji took advantage of every opportunity.

"But the theory of time travel in later generations is quite interesting..." Li Shimin put on an interested expression:

"If I can be the commander-in-chief of the Wei army and lead the army in a majestic formation to fight against the righteous banner of Marquis Wu, I think it will be a happy life!"

Fang Xuanling and Du Ruhui's eyelids twitched, "Your Majesty, that's not what you just said."

But then Li Shimin shook his head:

"That's not right. It's so disgusting to do that to Sima Yi."

Fang and Du felt a little relieved when they heard the Emperor of Tang Dynasty command:

"Transcribe the words about instant noodles, hair dryers and so on just now and give them to the Imperial College students to see if they can inspire you."

"Let's just say...well, I accidentally learned it from the ancient books of the sages."

This is also the part that Li Shimin is most interested in:

What kind of rocket pilots and what kind of divine aircraft carriers, they sound very powerful!

But what is a nuclear bomb? Can the core of the fruit be used as a weapon?

Then Li Shimin also saw and heard that the music on the light screen became softer.

An emperor with fleshy cheeks walked like a puppet in a grand funeral procession. Li Shimin understood that this should be the funeral of Zhuge Wuhou rehearsed by later generations.

Li Shimin listened carefully. The soundtrack for such a funeral was the voice of a man singing softly:

[Reading poetry and books to cultivate virtue and self-cultivation, looking up and looking down at Tao Lue's chest

He never forgets to worry about his country, but his blood is in the mountains and forests

The phoenix is ​​flying, the phoenix is ​​thinking high, and it is long in silence when the world is in chaos]

In Gong'an County, Pang Tong was silent. He thought of his former life of studying and living in seclusion in Nanyang.

At that time, he, Kong Ming and the "Four Friends of Nanyang" were all idlers. Kong Ming was worried about the power of the country, and he, Pang Tongzang, was not a hero in the world.

In the past few years, they have turned from outsiders into insiders.

[The thatched cottage has been visited three times, and I have been discussing extensively. I have met a close friend in half my life, and I am deeply moved by stinging people.

In the Ming Dynasty, I went with you with my sword and went to conquer the dust with my feather fan and silk scarf.

The dragon is coming, the wind and clouds are meeting, and the roar is soothing]

Liu Bei raised his head and listened carefully, memorizing these words in his heart.

Later generations believed that he, Liu Bei, was Kong Ming's confidant, but he was furious at Yiling and cut off Kong Ming's retreat.

If there was no funeral in Yiling, why would Kong Ming have to work so hard?

Liu Bei's heart tightened.

【Go back, come back, my long-cherished wish, to be a villager for the rest of my life

The breeze and the bright moon are in my arms, and the apes and cranes listen to me playing the piano again]

Huang Yueying leaned on her husband's shoulder and said nothing.

Kong Ming understood in his heart, patted his wife's hand and promised in a low voice:

"I will not die early, I will return to Nanyang."

[Youwei Ge, also known as Wolong Yin, is Zhangyu UP’s favorite Lao Sanguo episode.

The prelude outlines the life and ideals of the prime minister who lives in seclusion in Nanjun. He is self-sufficient and does not seek publicity, but he is also worried about the world and has great ambitions.

This contradictory mentality is the true connotation of the name Wolong.

Everyone in Zhongque knows that after visiting the thatched cottage three times, the prime minister stepped onto the stage of history, and the teacher who worked hard in Nanyang finally "meeted the dragon and the clouds".

The back part is a progression of emotions, and the harmony of the female voice seems like Huang Yueying is encouraging her husband to seek peace and prosperity for the people.

It seems to be the complicated mentality we have towards the prime minister for thousands of years:

So what if it’s hard to find for days? So what if the plan succeeds or fails? Just work hard!

And in the end it’s a pity for all of us:

I really hope that the Prime Minister can realize his ambition, live in seclusion in Nanyang again in his later years, and enjoy the peaceful life he has created. 】

Kong Ming could feel his wife holding his hand and tightening it by three points.

Gently stroking his back to express comfort, Kong Ming praised:

"Good songs, good tunes. It should be an elegant thing to sing while playing the piano when the light is free."

Zhang Fei doesn’t know much about music, but he might as well have discovered a new goal:

"Returning to Nanyang to farm? What's the difficulty? Just leave this matter to my second brother!"

Guan Yu nodded seriously with a solemn expression. This posture seemed to be as important as retaking Nanyang as restoring the Han Dynasty.

Kong Ming shook his head and laughed. Although he really wanted to say that he now knew how big the world was, he actually wanted to see the Great Qin, the Wonu Kingdom, and Ceylon, the country of gems.

But since Zhang Fei said this, Kong Ming could only nod:

"Then thank Yunchang first!"

[The Prime Minister left a legacy before his death:

I will be buried in Dingjun Mountain, with the mountain as a tomb. The coffin can be placed in the tomb. As for the burial, I only need to put the clothes I usually wear, and there is no need for any burial objects.

Liu Chan finally complied with his father-in-law's last wish and stayed out of court for three days to mourn the prime minister before being buried in Dingjun Mountain.

After the death of the prime minister, various places in Sichuan requested to build temples, but Ji Han inherited the Han tradition because there was no such precedent and they were not allowed.

Therefore, people burned paper for the Prime Minister on the roadside during festivals.

On the eve of the destruction of the country in the sixth year of Jingyao, Liu Chan missed his father-in-law again, so he ordered the construction of an ancestral hall at the prime minister's tomb in Dingjun Mountain. This was also the first Wuhou Temple.

In the same year, when Zhong Hui passed by Dingjun Mountain when he was conquering Shu, he specifically ordered not to cut firewood near the Prime Minister's Ancestral Hall. He was the first person to protect the Prime Minister's tomb.

The prime minister's suicide note at that time was also left to Liu Chan. It said clearly:

I have been relying on my salary for so many years. My family in Chengdu still has 800 mulberry trees and 15 hectares of fields, which is enough to survive. If the family still has more money, then the Zhuge family has failed the country.

Liu Chan's eulogy to the prime minister was also very moving. He recalled his past assisting him and his achievements in going out to Qishan. He lamented that the prime minister left too early, and finally gave him a seal ribbon and the posthumous title Zhongwu.

The posthumous title of Zhongwu has become the highest praise for ministers. Most of us who later received this posthumous title are familiar with it, such as Wei Chi Jingde, the beloved general of Erfeng, Guo Ziyi who saved the face of the Tang Dynasty, Han Shizhong, the face of the Southern Song Dynasty, and Yue Yue, the backbone of the Song Dynasty. Wu Mu et al.

We are all familiar with what happened later. Zhuge Zhan was taken into the palace to be raised by Liu Chan and entrusted with important responsibilities.

In the end, Zhuge Zhan and Zhuge Shang both died for their country.

Maybe you think the Prime Minister is nothing, but almost everyone you think is powerful thinks that the Prime Minister is very powerful.

Almost all literati and poets in history, such as Li Taibai, Du Gongbu, Liu Yuxi, Bai Juyi, Su Shi, Lu You, Xin Qiji, etc., have sung the name of the prime minister for thousands of years.

Will the name of the Prime Minister continue to be sung? I think it will.

Du Gongbu has two poems that put it very well:

Er Cao's body and name are both destroyed, and the eternal flow of rivers will not be wasted. 】

"What a poem!"

Even if he is as slow as Zhang Fei, he can still be convinced in one second.

"This Du Gongbu who likes military advisors is really awesome!"

Pang Tong also liked:

"It is indeed a good poem. Kongming is like the Yellow River, which will be remembered and praised by people even after thousands of years have passed."

It would be great if I had this kind of treatment. Pang Tong added in his mind.

Jian Yong hit the nail on the head and said:

"Princes, generals and ministers all seek to rest with the country."

"Now it seems that Yun Chang and Kong Ming have 'satisfied with the Han Dynasty'!"

"The Han Dynasty has been around for thousands of years, and it has been recited for thousands of years. The Han Dynasty has been around for thousands of years, and the name of Yun Chang has been recited for thousands of years. The name of Kongming, Zhongwu, has been recited for thousands of years!"

Thousands of years! Everyone couldn't help but feel a little dazed for a moment.

Zhang Fei suddenly remembered what another second brother said:

"Although the body is dead, the name can be hung on bamboo and silk!"

Zhang Fei became even more envious. Compared with this, Ma Leming immediately looked even less impressive.

Huang Zhong and Wei Yan also made up their minds silently.

Make meritorious service, build a temple, pass it on for thousands of years, and spread the name of Han Dynasty!

Liu Bei smiled slightly:

The embodiment of eternal wisdom, I am Liu Bei’s prime minister!

The Great Demon-Conquering Emperor of the Three Realms, Guan Shengdijun, is my second brother, Liu Bei!

I, Liu Bei, have defeated Sun Cao too many times in my life in the light curtain!

At this moment, the screen on the light screen turned and returned to the Wuhou Temple they had seen before.

I saw a group of teenagers in school uniforms, led by a teacher who looked like a teacher, touring the Wuhou Temple.

Children cannot understand the significance of this place, but it does not prevent them from becoming familiar with Zhuge Liang here.

Maybe someone is reciting it out of boredom, or maybe a young man inspired it.

At first there were just a few people, but later the teenagers began to recite the instructions for becoming a teacher in unison:

"The late emperor's business was not half completed when the middle path collapsed... The close virtuous ministers and the distant villains are the reason why the late Han Dynasty prospered..."

"I am a commoner, and I work hard in Nanyang...Since I was appointed, I have been lamenting all night, fearing that the entrustment will not be effective...Now I have to stay away. I shed tears in front of me, and I don't know what to say."

The recitation became louder and louder, and tourists from Wuhou Temple also joined in. After finally reciting, the tourists spontaneously applauded and played.

Everyone present quickly dispersed.

When Kong Ming saw this scene, he finally burst into tears.

[Someone once asked, if you could write a letter to the Prime Minister, what would you say?

Some people say, I just want to tell the Prime Minister not to be so tired. What's the harm in leaving small things to others?

Some people say they want to thank the Prime Minister. His articles and deeds gave me strength at a certain stage in my life.

So young people with these ideas came to Wuhou Temple from all over the world.

Of course, I, the father-in-law, also have something to say about those successors who have been entrusted by the Prime Minister with their funeral arrangements.

Liu Adou may have disappointed the prime minister in the end, but fortunately, only a piece of rotten wood was left in the Wuhou Temple.

Although Zhuge Zhan lacked fatherly love and made some mistakes in his actions, he ultimately protected Ji Han's dignity.

Jiang Gongyan was called the mainstay after you, but he had the same problem of dying young like you.

As for Jiang Boyue, you didn't see his stubbornness when you were alive. He made nine expeditions to the Central Plains in order to make the sun and moon regain their sight. Over the course of thousands of years, no one knows that it was he who brought Ji Han to an honorable end.

Prime Minister, in this life, I have used my life to repay Liu Bei for his kindness in knowing me, and also repay Liu Chan for his kindness in delegating power.

Failure may always run through life, but you use your life to burn a monument that can transcend time.

The people of China, there are so many people who take you as a role model, and the Wuhou Temple will still be standing in a thousand years.

Prime Minister, even if a thousand years pass, there will still be people who miss you like I do. 】

I wrote a chapter last night, but it didn’t feel right, so I deleted it and rewrote it, and it’s still slow today.