The Three Kingdoms of the Widow

Zhuge Liang's boat arrived at Baqiu first, and when he learned that the coffin had gone to Wuhu, he chased to Wuhu again. As soon as he arrived at the destination, Zhuge Liang took people straight to the mourning hall.

Many people came to express their condolences. Apart from famous figures in Jiangdong, there were also passers-by who paid tribute to Zhou Yu from a distance outside the mourning hall.

This kind of environment where people are wearing white mourning and mourning is very easy to infect people. Zhuge Liang looked at the people with mourning faces and thought of how high-spirited these people were when they first arrived in Jiangdong. The only difference was that Zhou Yu passed away.

Senior Sister Zhou.

Zhuge Liang shed tears and stepped over the threshold.

The person at the door was alarmed: "Who is it?"

"Uncle Liu Huang, Mu of Jingzhou, specially ordered Liang to pay his respects."

Now there is no one in Jiangdong who does not know Zhuge Liang. It is not uncommon for an alliance to send people to pay homage. Zhuge Liang and Zhao Yun walked to the lobby smoothly.

The big black-painted coffin with tung oil was really dazzling, and Zhou Yu was lying in it. Zhuge Liang recalled bit by bit: In the present world, the senior sisters who loved them often cleaned up the mess for them. It was still up to Zhou Yu and Guo Jia to settle the matter. The punishment given by the school was also canceled by these two people after a lot of effort. Once something happened, the first reaction was to find Zhou Yu. The gentle senior sister Zhou always protects her shortcomings. Of course, Senior Sister Guo also protects her shortcomings, but she can't escape being reprimanded by Guo Jia.As for coming to this world...it was all caused by myself...Senior Sister Zhou didn't pursue it.Therefore, Senior Sister Zhou is a good person, both sides are masters, but Senior Sister Zhou never thought of harming herself, on the contrary, she was quite aggressive, from Jiangxia, Nanjun, all the way to Jingzhou.

From then on, no one would let him go, except for Zhao Yun, there was no one who could ridicule without scruples or even tease him maliciously.

The Sun Liu alliance is about to collapse, right?Although Zhou Yu is the one who is least afraid of the disintegration of the alliance, her existence always maintains the alliance in turn.God knows how long the alliance would last if it weren't for the fact that everyone opposed the dismantling of the alliance in order to oppose Zhou Yu.

Now that those who oppose for the sake of opposition are gone, how long can those who support this alliance last?

Everything in the future will probably have to be faced by oneself.

Zhuge Liang put his hands on the ground and cried bitterly: "Senior Sister..."

Next to him is Sun Quan, and behind him is a small bridge with three children.Zhuge Liang didn't seem to see them, and these ignored people didn't seem to be in the mood to care about them.

Zhao Yun stepped forward, unfolded the sacrificial rite, and held it for Zhuge Liang, reminding her not to forget who she is and what she came here for.

Zhuge Liang choked with sobs, unable to grasp the silk scroll with trembling hands.

Zhao Yun sighed: "Shall I read it for you?"

Huo Gongjin, don't be hurt forever.Beautiful for guests and friends, good for teachers and teachers. ...

Zhao Yun tried to read faster, Zhuge Liang's mood was a little bit wrong, and she cried more and more.After a few lines of sacrificial rites, even Zhao Yun, who is as slow as Zhao Yun, can tell that Zhuge Liang is not copying the contents of Romance, she is really commemorating Senior Sister Zhou.

But Zhao Yun still underestimated Zhuge Liang's emotions.

When Zhao Yun read "teaching righteousness and truth, clarifying the truth. Thinking quietly and quietly, and cultivating rituals elegantly", Zhuge Liang suddenly rushed to Zhou Yu's coffin, and cried loudly while bumping his forehead against the coffin: "Senior sister... Senior sister... you Leave us..."

Zhao Yun couldn't read anymore, so she hurried forward, grabbed Zhuge Liang, and whispered in her ear: "Little pig! What are you doing! There are so many people watching here!"

A crisp child's voice rang out from the side, accompanied by a small hand passing a silk handkerchief: "Mr. Kong Ming, my mother asks for your condolences."

Zhuge Liang raised his teary eyes to see that it was Zhou Yu's daughter, Zhou Qing.

Zhuge Liang sobbed and took the handkerchief from the little girl's hand: "For me...thank you...thank you madam..."

But when he turned his head, Zhuge Liang continued to cry loudly, and had a tendency to twitch.

Zhao Yun had no choice but to drag Zhuge Liang outside, after all, it would be troublesome if he fainted inside.

The people who arranged the mourning hall did a lot of preparation work, and specially prepared a separate room for people like Zhuge Liang to rest.

As a result, Zhuge Liang let go of the arm around Zhao Yun's neck as soon as the person who arranged it left.

"Little pig, are you alright?" Zhao Yun was very surprised.

"I'm fine now, I'll wake up as soon as you pull me up."

"Then you look like you fainted!"

"Nonsense! How can I get out if I don't faint? Someone has something to tell me."

"What?"

Zhuge Liang showed Zhao Yun the handkerchief that Zhou Qing handed her hidden in the sleeve of the drooping beard, "Look for yourself."

Three purple flowers were embroidered on the folded handkerchief, which Zhao Yun couldn't recognize. It looked like a chrysanthemum: "What is this? A chrysanthemum?"

"It's from the Compositae family, and it's called Aster."

"so what?"

"Wan Yin same night means night, and Sanduo means third watch. This is an appointment for us to meet. Someone has something to tell us, but it's inconvenient to say it directly, so we need to avoid people's eyes and ears."

Zhao Yun looked at Zhuge Liang like he was looking at an alien: "Little pig, are you healthy? What can these three purple chrysanthemums prove? Are you thinking too much? Maybe someone likes this kind of flower and embroidered it on the handkerchief Woolen cloth?"

"Then please tell me who likes to write with rouge on the handkerchief?" Zhuge Liang said solemnly, unfolding the folded handkerchief, Zhao Yun was a little dumbfounded—there was "come" written in rouge on it.

"If it wasn't for this word, I wouldn't have thought of the hidden meaning of the embroidery pattern, but it would be different with this word. Have you ever seen someone invite someone as a guest without specifying the time?"

"Then why don't you tell me the location?"

"I'm afraid that others will find out, what should I do if the time comes to wait for the rabbits to catch them all?"

"Then why tell the time?"

"The meeting time is late at night, I'm afraid you went to bed too early!"

"Why do you want to talk about it in such a secret?"

"Then I don't know, I'm not a god!"

"This..." Zhao Yun pointed to the handkerchief as if he suddenly remembered something, "Is this given to you by Senior Sister Zhou's daughter, did she say that her mother asked her to give it?"

"correct."

"It can't be that Xiaoqiao wants to elope with you!" Zhao Yun exclaimed.

Zhuge Liang picked up a pot on the low table and threw it over: "Believe it or not, I'll beat you to death! What nonsense! Do you think that everyone in this world is as immoral as Zhu Bian!"

At night, Zhuge Liang and Zhao Yun stayed where they were, and at midnight, someone knocked on the door.Zhao Yun opened the door, and it turned out to be Zhou Qing.

The little girl wore a black cloak over the sackcloth, which was tightly wrapped and inconspicuous in the night.

"Mr. Kong Ming? My mother invites you to go." At such a young age, Zhao Yun didn't panic at all, thinking of his goddaughter Zhuge Jin, wondering if children mature early in troubled times.

Zhuge Liang nodded, Zhao Yun wanted to follow, but was stopped.

Zhuge Liang looked at Zhao Yun: "Zhao Xiaoyun, don't go, just stay here."

"But what if..."

"It took such a lot of trouble, but it was not used to deal with me. If I haven't come back at dawn, you can go directly to the important person of Marquis Wu."

Zhao Yun nodded, Zhuge Liang didn't trust him completely.

Zhuge Liang followed Zhou Qing around and walked into a dark room.

"Where is Madam?"

Suddenly the lights exploded, and Zhuge Liang saw clearly the beauty who was standing beside the bronze tree lighting up the lights one by one.

"Mrs. Xiaoqiao?"

"It's me. Please sit down, sir."

After the guests and hosts were seated, Xiaoqiao cut to the chase: "Today, I would like to ask my husband for advice."

Even Zhuge Liang didn't think of it: "Madam, what do you want to ask me?"

Xiaoqiao talked about Zhou Yu's last wish, and said that now the ashes are in the hands of Sun Quan.

"It's already impossible to steal it out. The lord sent his confidants to guard it day and night. Is there any way for the lord to send it back by himself?"

It turned out that when I cried for my senior sister, she was not in the coffin, Zhuge Liang thought.

"Listening to Madam, this is difficult."

"Sir, please don't refuse. The governor is here, and Mr. Chang Zan has a plan to hide and disappear, and he is cited as a confidant. Now, we can only rely on the sir!"

Zhuge Liang felt very embarrassed: "Madam even asked General Lu Meng and General Lu Xun, and they have no good plan. How could I come up with it in a short time? Besides, if the plan is not used well, if Wuhou finds out, the emperor will also be wrong." Blame me for being troublesome."

"Sir!" Xiaoqiao stood up, "Could it be that Mr. is willing to sell it for a price?"

"No such intention." Zhuge Liang felt very wronged.

Xiaoqiao thought for a while, bit his lower lip, as if he had finally made up his mind: "I also know that this matter is risky. If this is the case, I won't make my husband's work in vain. I...will pay the price."

Zhuge Liang's complexion changed: "What do you mean Ma'am? It seems that I only helped out to take advantage of Madam. If that's the case, Madam can find a way by herself, I don't care." After speaking, Zhuge Liang got up to leave.

"Mr. stay!"

Zhuge Liang ignored it.

"Sir, don't you want to hear what the price is?"

Zhuge Liang said in his heart that I don't want to know...

"Sir, don't you hear the name of Pang Tong and Pang Shiyuan! My concubine is willing to exchange it!"

Zhuge Liang stopped and turned around: "Mr. Fengchu?!"

Pang Tong is now Zhou Yu's subordinate, and he planned to reuse him, but before he could be promoted, Zhou Yu passed away.

Zhuge Liang had been thinking about this matter since Xu Shu left, but when he thought of Zhou Yu, he felt that it was not easy to handle. It is impossible for Zhou Yu not to know Pang Tong's ability, and it is impossible not to be wary of Liu Bei poaching talents away.

But Zhuge Liang still tried. She wrote a letter to her second sister, hoping that the second sister who married into the Pang family would have the opportunity to help her pass the letter to Pang Tong.

Unexpectedly, Xiaoqiao proposed it now.

"If you help me, sir, I will have a way to make Pang Shiyuan go to Jiangdong and stay in Jingzhou." Xiaoqiao has a plan in his mind.

Zhuge Liang sighed: "Ma'am, are you helping Zhou Dudu or harming Zhou Dudu? Zhou Dudu tried his best to bring Pang Shiyuan under his command just for him to help govern Jiangdong one day. Now you push out the talents you have found so hard , wouldn’t you let down Governor Zhou’s painstaking efforts that day?”

"The governor has worked so hard for Jiangdong, what good is it? It is Jiangdong people who are sorry for the governor, not the governor who is sorry for Jiangdong! Now, the governor is dead, Jiangdong is good or bad, it has nothing to do with the governor. Jiangdong without the governor , what else can I cherish?"

Zhuge Liang has nothing to say, women are not easy to provoke when they are paranoid, and there is a ready-made example in front of them.

Lightly waving the feather fan and thinking for a while, Zhuge Liang slowly said: "The general idea is definitely useless to Wuhou... Even if someone tries to persuade him, he will definitely not listen to it...In this case, it is better to take a sideways approach. The idea? People can't say it, let the strange power and chaos say it..."

Xiaoqiao's eyes lit up: "Please tell me clearly, sir!"

"When Lord Lingxian was alive, Marquis Wu did not show much. It can be seen that he is still quite afraid of Lord Lingxian. Then let Lord Lingxian and Zhou Dudu show their affection every day, and let him realize two things. Things: First, he tried hard to dismantle it for a long time, but the result was ineffective; second, if he provoked the heroic spirit, he might hurt himself. If he is so frightened, he may send it back. However, it must be something that only he can understand. It’s the kind of scene that immediately reminds me of what’s going on.”

"Can you tell me more about it, sir?"

"Well... did Sun Tuni ever give anything to the governor?"

Xiaoqiao tried his best to remember: "This... This is not much... It's not as good as the master gave me more... Well, there is a flute! But it was burned during the Battle of Chibi..."

"What else? Books, pens, ink, weapons, war equipment, horses, everything counts!"

"Ah!" Xiaoqiao suddenly remembered, "Horse! The former lord gave the governor a white horse! He himself rode a red-maned horse!"

"Great! This is it!" Zhuge Liang was also very excited.

"But...the two horses...are dead...they have been dead for several years...When the white horse died, the governor was still very sad."

"It's okay! It doesn't matter!" Zhuge Liang came to a conclusion decisively. "Madam, can you find two similar horses? They don't have to be exactly the same, just about the same."

"Sir, are you joking? This is Jiangdong! Don't have two horses yet? It's not Luoyang!"

Ma'am, don't complain about Luoyang at this time, okay? It's very pitiful that people have been burned... Zhuge Liang thought.

Therefore, for several consecutive mornings, people in Wuhu could often see a pure white horse and a red horse pacing intimately along the riverside of Wuhu in the mist, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, neck-to-neck neighing, every day Every time, he followed a fixed route to a small forest and disappeared.Those with good deeds even chased after them to find out, but they really disappeared without a trace.

It is like this every day, so people say that this is the appearance of gods, and some say that it is the appearance of heavenly horses.

And several veteran ministers who had assisted Sun Ce thought of something else at the same time.

The news quickly reached Sun Quan.

Sun Quan personally watched it once.

Zhang Zhao and others jointly made an admonition.

Sun Quan thought about it for a few more days.

These days, the legend about the god horse has become more and more fierce.

Sun Quan finally gave up.

After the funeral is over, Zhou Yu's coffin will continue to return to Lujiang, and Zhuge Liang will also return to Jingzhou.

Xiaoqiao sent Zhuge Liang farewell with Zhou Yu's urn in his arms: "Thank you, sir. Now the governor can get his wish."

"Ma'am, are you sure that this is indeed the ashes of Master...uh, Captain Zhou?"

Xiaoqiao smiled: "At the beginning, my lord was afraid that someone would change it secretly, so he ordered someone to seal the jar with wax as soon as he got it. Now the jar has not changed, and the wax seal is the same as that day. There must be no mistakes. Let 'God Horse' make trouble for a few more days."

"Madam mighty." Zhuge Liang said sincerely.

"Please come back, sir. I will do what I say. Pang Shiyuan will definitely go to Jingzhou after three months. Don't doubt it, sir."

"It's all up to Madam."

Let it go.

Zhuge Liang walked up to Zhao Yun: "Why are you in a daze, Zhao Xiaoyun, let's sail."

"I still can't figure it out, how did you let those two horses follow a fixed route? No one is watching!"

"Speaking of which, you have to thank Sima?"

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""Book of Jin·Wu Di Ji" says... oh, Emperor Wu is the grandson of Sima, if there is no change in history. It says that there are too many beauties in the harem of Emperor Wu, so he drives a sheep cart every day. Wherever the car is parked, he will come Fortunately, in order to keep the sheep carts, Hu Guipin secretly ordered the maids to sprinkle the ground with salt water, and planted dewy bamboo leaves around the palace. Whenever the sheep carts passed by her palace, the sheep would lick the ground. The same is true for horses. It’s the truth, it’s summer again, so the horses also need to be supplemented with salt, okay? I let someone sprinkle salt water on a fixed route, it’s as simple as that.”

"Then go to the grove and disappear?"

"Have you forgotten my gossip array? It's not easy to trap a horse, but it's not difficult to trap a few curious people."

"Oh...Little Pig, there is something I wanted to tell you a long time ago."

"Huh? If you are complimenting me, you can say it quickly."

"'Kong Ming has a wonderful plan to secure the world, only using his wife and not soldiers.'"

After Zhao Yun finished speaking, he ran away in a hurry.

Zhuge Liang took out the copper seal in his sleeve from behind, and smashed it out unceremoniously.

The author has something to say:

The sacrificial text is nonsense, the author is unwilling to copy the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, so he made it up...

Aster flowers are actually distributed in Northeast Hebei and other places... People in Jiangnan may not be very familiar... But Dudu Zhou was originally from Sanhe University of Technology, in the north, so she knew this kind of flower and told Xiaoqiao that it was possible.

Sun Ce is indeed a person who does not believe in evil, but Sun Quan witnessed the early death of his eldest brother, and may be somewhat in awe of gods and the like, so Zhuge Liang's strategy will be easy to use.Moreover, although Sun Quan also likes Zhou Yu, his liking is still not free. For him, the meaning of Jiangshan must be far greater than Zhou Yu, so after weighing the pros and cons, he will rationally give up Zhou Yu's ashes. ——I still don't love deeply enough...

"Kong Ming's ingenious plan to secure the world, only use his wife and not soldiers" This is the ridicule of Mao Zonggang in the Romance of the Three Kingdoms in the Qing Dynasty.

Zhao Xiaoyun is really miserable, in the future Zhuge Liang will always throw her whatever he has in his hands...