Picked up a copy of Romance of the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 901
Yankang for 19 years.

In Zhuoxian County, Youzhou, Huanglong came out of the well.

Another year of cold winter, Luo County has ushered in an unprecedented heavy snowfall. Luo County has not had such a heavy snowfall for a long time. According to those who are interested, this is because of the unparalleled kindness of the emperor, which makes the heavens auspicious. Fuze Dahan, for some reason, Liu Xi also likes to listen to these nonsense more and more, and even rewarded a few literati who forcibly compared this heavy snow to the merits of the emperor.

Even with such heavy snow, some people still couldn't sit still.

In the white world, Liu Bei sat blankly in the courtyard. In the white world, he was wearing a scarlet robe. The robe seemed to be burning with flames, and it was embroidered with big pythons with teeth and claws, as well as grains. What the Son of Heaven bestowed upon him was that he himself was a member of the clan and had made great achievements, so he could afford to wear such clothes.

Sitting alone in the courtyard, holding a cup of hot wine, Liu Bei looked around and made sure that there was no one there, so he took a sip happily, raised his head in enjoyment, and exhaled a thick mist. With the sound of footsteps, he quickly hid the wine cup under his long sleeves, and looked at the door vigilantly. The door was opened, but it was a servant of the family. He patted the snowflakes on his body and walked into the courtyard.

He raised his head and saw Liu Bei in front of him. He was startled immediately, and hurriedly leaned over to meet him. When Liu Bei saw that it was him, he picked up the wine cup. The servant smelled the wine and said in a panic: "Sikong My lord, the young Patriarch has explained that you are not allowed to drink alcohol. The imperial physician also said that at your age, it is best not to drink alcohol."

"You bastard, if Xiu wants to scare me with that kid, will I be afraid of my own son? Even if he is in front of me, I will still drink it!" Liu Bei shouted angrily, and the servant sighed a little helplessly. , was about to leave, but Liu Bei suddenly said: "If you dare to tell Chan'er about my drinking, I will kill you!"

"I don't dare!", the servant was terrified and said hastily, Liu Bei waved his hand, and then he walked out of the courtyard slowly,
Sitting comfortably in the courtyard, Liu Bei took another sip of wine, wiped the corners of his mouth, with a smile on his face. He didn't like these servants very much. Those who followed him and served him at first were all After leaving, the last person, the driver who used to drive for him, also passed away last month. These newcomers were all arranged by Chan'er for him, but he didn't like it at all.

When people get old, they will always feel nostalgic.

Liu Bei often thinks of many people, especially in such a snowy day. He always thinks of Cao Cao. He still remembers the first time they met. He tried his best, but he found the extraordinaryness of the other party. He still remembered that domineering figure, pointing at himself, and said: "The best minister in the world should be Fucking and Jun Er."

Liu Bei's family background is not high, he said he was from the clan, but in fact he came from the lowest level, like Cao Cao, who was often scolded as an eunuch, but he was received by Emperor Xiaokang back then, and he was personally appointed as a county captain, which is not light. Even Sun Jian said that he was born at the bottom, but when he first joined the Southern Army, he became a military commander, and two years later he became a school lieutenant.

He was different. Back then, he pestered Hezhou Mu Luzhi with a shameless face. He started from the bottom official. He served as the prison gate in Hezhou. Hahaha, this is just a position of gatekeeper, thankless, and extremely Humble, at that time Duke Lu was in urgent need of low-level officials, but few of his disciples were willing to take up these positions, because they were afraid of tarnishing their reputation, but Liu Bei was the only one who was willing to accept them.

After two years as a Li prison gate, he was promoted to the position of Tian Dian, and then became a county official. Along the way, he worked diligently for the government and gained the hearts of the people. That's why Lu Zhi valued him and gave him a chance to go to Luoyang. , the opportunity to participate in the assessment.

Thinking of this, Liu Bei couldn't help laughing again.

For more than 50 years, he has worked hard and worked hard, from the bottom of Guishou to the position of the third prince of the dynasty. This experience is enough to make him stand out from the crowd. Liu Bei is very satisfied. He is like telling his mother who loves him the most, her son With great promise, he is no longer the ranger of the past, and will no longer be looked down upon by everyone, but ah, it has been more than 40 years since his mother passed away, and he can't remember his mother's face when he parted.

He also wanted to tell Shijun that he didn't embarrass him, and he was probably his most proud student. However, Shijun had been away for more than 20 years, and even his senior brother, Gongsun Zan, had been away for a long, long time.

Liu Bei stood up, he needed someone to talk to, an acquaintance.

With the support of the servants, Liu Bei tremblingly got into the carriage. The coachman turned his head and asked respectfully, "Sikong? Where are we going?"

"Go to Chan'er's mansion." Liu Bei said, the coachman drove towards Liu Chan's mansion. Sitting in the carriage, Liu Bei rolled up the curtain and looked at Luo County. Luo County was still very lively. Not intimidated by the heavy snow, the merchants were still operating as usual, with people coming and going, Liu Bei just looked at these people dullly and disgustedly, and quickly rolled up the curtains.

"These young people who have nothing to do." Old Sikong snorted dissatisfiedly. When he finished complaining about today's young people, the carriage had already arrived at Liu Chan's mansion, and the servants in the mansion hurriedly led the carriage into the mansion. The servants Supporting him, he took Liu Bei out of the carriage. Today's Liu Family Mansion is extraordinarily luxurious. There are thousands of servants in the mansion alone.

"Where is Chan'er?" Liu Bei asked.

"Young Patriarch has not yet returned home", the steward stepped forward to talk with a smile, Liu Bei looked at this person, but felt a little familiar, Liu Bei looked at him for a long time, and then called out: "You are the boy of the Wang family!!", Wang Erlang Seeing that Liu Bei had recognized him, he couldn't help being overjoyed, and hurriedly bowed again, saying, "It's me, my father had the honor to receive the princes in the past."

"Hahaha, I remember, I remember, your father, his craftsmanship is the best in Luo County."

"At that time, we had to go to your father's place every day to have a delicious meal." Liu Bei couldn't stop when he opened his mouth, and Wang Erlang didn't dare to interrupt, so he could only stand in the courtyard and keep talking. Nodding their heads, the two were chatting, but Mrs. Sun came out after hearing the words, and shouted with a smile: "Father? When did you come? You don't come into the house when you come?"

Liu Bei glanced at Sun's abdomen, sighed, and said nothing.

Mrs. Sun was also a little embarrassed. She had been married to Liu Chan for several years, but she had never conceived. Although Liu Bei didn't say anything, Mrs. Sun still felt a little shameless facing the old man. Liu Bei didn't blame her, nodded and said: "Then let's go into the house." Wang Erlang supported him, and walked slowly into the house. Liu Bei once again told the story of the old Sangong drinking porridge in disguise.

"At that time, my father didn't know the identities of the princes, and he often complained to me, saying that Cao Gong was the most stingy, never gave money, and would cheat Liu Gong every time," Wang Erlang said while bending over.

"Hahaha, that's right, there is no one more shameless than him. He has treated me to porridge for five or six years, but he has never paid a single penny!" Liu Bei shouted with a smile. Thinking of something, fell silent.

"Mr. Sikong, if there is a chance, I will make another bowl for you!" Wang Erlang said, patting his chest, and Liu Bei nodded with a smile.After waiting for a long time, Liu Chan returned to the mansion in a hurry, patting the snowflakes on his body, Liu Chan complained and entered the door, "Father, how many times have I told you that you just need to move here. It has to be so troublesome!"

"Hey, you also have your own home, how can I stay here...I also have my own home."

"Okay, the person I sent to take care of you, is he still obedient?"

"Um"

"What about you. Is everything going well?"

"Ah."

The father and son asked and answered, followed by a long silence.

Liu Bei got on the carriage again, and he left in a hurry, ignoring Liu Chan's persuasion, the coachman turned his head again and asked, "Sikong, where are we going?"

Liu Bei was taken aback, yes, where are we going, who are we going to? Yes. Why is the old man still alive?
"Go to Zhonglie Hall."

Living on crutches, walking in the Hall of Houde, his eyes glanced at one old friend after another, Liu Bei's eyes were already filled with tears, his fingers stroked the spiritual tablet in front of him, and wiped away the tears, Liu Bei was crying, pointing at everyone and cursing: " You are not kind! You are not kind! Why did you leave the old man alone? You are all talking and laughing together? You are not kind! You are not kind!!!”

"Bang", hearing the sound in Zhonglie Hall, the soldiers stationed here rushed in, and saw that Sikong had fallen on the ground. The soldiers were shocked, and hurriedly picked up Sikong, got on the carriage, and drove away. Going to his mansion, he called the imperial physician and called Liu Chan.

When Liu Chan came, Liu Bei had been in a coma for more than an hour. No matter how he cried and called, he never woke up.

This incident also alarmed the emperor, who sent people to visit Lao Sikong.

After being in a coma for a whole day, Old Sikong slowly opened his eyes. Everyone jumped up and down with joy, but Old Sikong was depressed and didn't say a word.

"Get me a bowl of porridge." Liu Bei ordered.

Liu Chan didn't dare to delay. Seeing his father waking up, he was already ecstatic. He hurriedly found Wang Erlang and asked him to start his old business again. He made a bowl of authentic Wang's millet porridge and sent it to Liu Bei. In front of him, Liu Bei could barely sit up at this moment, he was struggling and insisted on drinking outside, Liu Chan tried hard to persuade him, but he couldn't persuade this stubborn old man.

Finally, a group of people supported him, came to the courtyard, picked up Wang Erlang's proud work, and Liu Bei took a big mouth full of hope.

"Father, why don't you eat it? How does it taste?"

Liu Bei looked at the distance blankly, "The taste is not right."

The meat porridge was overturned on the ground, and old Sikong looked up at the sky, his eyes gradually lost all expression, his whole body gradually became cold, and he was no longer alive.

"Father!!!", Liu Chan fell to his knees on the ground, yelling in pain, and he burst into tears.

Everyone also cried.

In this white-capped world, old Sikong just sat in his position, like a cluster of blooming flowers, like a mass of burning fire, releasing that huge blazing heat to the world all the time.

The 19th year of Yankang, December.

Sikong Liu Bei, died.

(End of this chapter)