Spoiling History: Starting from the Three Kingdoms

Another loyal man!

Huang Yueying's body went limp and was supported by Kong Ming.

I understand that it can still be remedied... Huang Yueying leaned on Kong Ming's shoulder and murmured softly, with a look of sorrow on her face:

I just don't know what Siyuan was thinking when he died in the battle? I don't know if I have ever seen Shang'er?

I'll see you. Kong Ming replied warmly, holding his wife's hands to comfort her: This time we will let the children be born early, and we will not let them suffer from the military disaster.

No one bothered them, and later generations respected Kong Ming, but these could not complete the family.

Zhang Fei thought of his unborn daughter and his grandson who died in a heroic battle that he had never thought of before.

Liu Bei also remembered that his grandson, the King of the North, had a strong personality and was very similar to his own.

Make sure these things don't happen again.

[Behind the Wuhou Temple is the Sanyi Temple. It was first located in Chengdu and later moved here as a whole. This temple is to commemorate the sworn brotherhood between Liu Guan and Zhang Zhang.

In fact, from the inside of the temple, you can see that it is not the same style as the previous Zhaolie Temple. The typical one is the statue of Zhang Fei, with a leopard head, eyes and beard like steel needles, which is very different from the ugly face in Zhaolie Temple.

The most interesting thing about this temple is the Holy Tongzhen plaque directly above the temple. Pay attention to the inscription on this plaque. 】

The light curtain continued to explain, dispersing the mournful atmosphere in the hall.

Liu Bei cheered up and read out the words on the light screen:

Disciples with surnames in the boot and shoe industry... established?

Liu Bei laughed out loud: Look at what this means, is it actually a colleague from later generations who gave me a plaque?

[As we all know, one of the most obvious labels of the emperor's uncle is that he weaves mats and sells shoes, so he is also regarded as the founder of the boots and shoes industry.

This plaque was made by businessmen in the boot and shoe industry during the Daoguang period, and it has a history of more than 170 years. 】

Zhang Fei suddenly remembered: The guy named Zhang Fei Beef is a beef seller? Why don't you respect me as the founder of meat selling?

It's not because my eldest brother is always said to be a mat weaver and shoe seller. Guan Yu said:

Third brother, when you were at Dangyang Bridge, you shouted that I am Zhang Yide, the butcher of Zhuo County. I wonder if you now have a plaque.

Zhang Fei imagined it and quickly shook his head: Forget it, forget it, it's okay if you don't want it.

The atmosphere in the hall finally became lively again.

[Through Sanyi Temple and the red wall road behind it, the final destination is Huiling, the true tomb of Emperor Zhaolie of the Han Dynasty. 】

As the picture walks through the long passage, Hui Ling's true body also appears in the picture. This is a small cemetery, and a simple tombstone indicates the name of the owner here.

The tomb of Emperor Zhaolie of the Han Dynasty. Liu Bei read out his tombstone. This feeling was very strange.

The scenery here is very beautiful. Zhang Fei glanced at the screen and then at his elder brother:

It just feels weird to see your grave with my eldest brother.

Same feeling. Everyone expressed their opinions one after another.

[But speaking of Liu Bei, this trip is a bit late. 】

The light screen slowly moves down, and you can see some bouquets of flowers placed in front of Liu Bei's tombstone.

[In June, many tourists traveled thousands of miles to come here to pay homage to Liu Bei. Many people even specially laid flowers to commemorate the 1,800th anniversary of Liu Bei’s death.

The owner of UP only learned about it when he came to visit. He was very ashamed, so he came again the next day and specially made a bouquet of flowers. 】

In the light curtain, you can see the young man placing a wrapped bouquet in front of Liu Bei's tombstone and bowing solemnly.

Liu Bei could even hear this junior chanting something while worshiping:

Uncle Emperor, Uncle Emperor, if I tell you how much I offended you during the Battle of Yiling, just think of me as a fart. A great man will never remember the faults of a villain.

Liu Bei didn't know whether to laugh or cry: I'm not a petty person. I just say whatever I say. So what.

But thinking about this battle was somewhat sad. So many generals who could have become the pillars of the Han Dynasty were destroyed by themselves in this fire.

[Huiling is not big, but it is quiet, and even if it is not the anniversary of Liu Bei's death, there are always people worshiping him. He is already the most honorable among the three monarchs of the Three Kingdoms. 】

Everyone pricked up their ears, what do you mean? Is there anything unseemly?

[Because it was also this year that Cao Cao’s tomb was officially open to the public for tours, and then this year some netizens went to Cao Cao’s tomb to recite the Essay on Pleading Against Thieves. I wonder what Boss Cao in the coffin felt after hearing this.

Sun Quan's tomb is located in the Ming Xiaoling Scenic Area in Nanjing. Many netizens have visited it before, but they have basically done it all. For example, they say that eight hundred tigers marched across the river, and one hundred thousand Wu soldiers fought back in fear. It can only be said that it is murder and heart-breaking. 】

This...can you still play like this?

Zhang Fei laughed out loud, patted the table and said: Hahaha, that's not enough. We should also list all the bad things Cao Cao did after the Battle of Guandu.

Liu Bei even didn't expect: Is Cao Cao's tomb open to the public? Will future generations turn the tomb into a place for tourists and rest?

In comparison, his Huiling is indeed decent.

[The tour of Wuhou Temple is over, but of course the memory left by the Shu Han Dynasty to Chengdu is not just that.

For example, Jinli is also part of the Wuhou Temple Scenic Area, and its name is related to Zhuge Liang's vigorous development of Shu Brocade.

Another example is that the art elements in Chengdu subway stations all have the shadow of Shu Han, such as the Prime Minister's feather fan, the Prime Minister's portrait and life story.

The significance of Shuhan to Chengdu can also be seen in the museum. 】

It seemed that the video was about to end, and the screen switching in the light screen had become faster. When the camera turned, a delicate alley appeared, full of tourists and busy merchants.

The scene turns again, deep underground, in a brightly lit underground palace. There are colorful pictures on the walls, with Kong Ming's portrait on them, as well as a huge feather fan made of unknown materials, and Kong Ming's hand. Nothing different.

The screen turned again, and everyone could see the name of this huge building: Sichuan Museum.

The light curtain continued to move forward into this building, where the history of Sichuan was arranged in order of years. Liu Bei and Kongming could see that some of the ordinary things they had seen were placed here for people to visit.

[The history of Chengdu is also simple and clear: During the Qin Dynasty, Li Bing and his son built Dujiangyan, making this place a land of abundance.

At the end of the Han Dynasty, the prime minister governed Shu, knowing that it was impossible to do anything but doing it, and injecting a tenacious and unyielding spirit into the place.

After the Anshi Rebellion, Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty fled here to take refuge. He promoted Shu County to Chengdu Prefecture and became Nanjing.

After the Huangchao Uprising before the fall of the Tang Dynasty, Emperor Xizong of the Tang Dynasty also fled here to seek refuge in the country.

When the Mongolian and Qing armies entered Sichuan, they encountered stubborn resistance from the Bashu people.

During the Anti-Japanese War, three million Sichuan troops came out to save the country, and hundreds of thousands died for the country. This is a city that has never let down its prime minister. 】

Everyone in the hall watched the flashes of light on the light screen in silence, until the light screen lens slowed down near the place called Sichuan Army.

There are moving pictures at this booth to show everyone a completely different war: there are no horses, but steel chariots, flaming short guns, iron birds that fly in the air and seem to be controlled by humans, and the battlefield that seems to last forever. Earth-shattering explosions are happening.

This is a hell-like battlefield that they can hardly imagine, but on such a battlefield there is a group of heroic people, paving the road with their lives, fighting to the death to defeat those alien races!

Jiang Wan and Ma Liang were already stunned, but Huang Yueying had already recovered her mood and slowly traced a few things around the booth with paper and pen.

[This issue ends here, so see you in the next issue The Fire of Yiling, the Extinguished Soul of Ji Han~]

Chang'an, Ganlu Hall.

Bang! A foot-washing bucket carrying a little ice water flew out of the front door.

The servants looked around and wondered why the Tang Dynasty king was so angry.

It would have been too long if I wrote it any more. I actually finished it yesterday, but the ending was too fast and I couldn’t be satisfied with it, so I posted it late. I’m sorry to everyone.