Spoiler History: Starting from the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 117

In the screen of the light curtain, a large flag with the word "Han" painted on it slowly fell to the ground.

During the rotation of the sun and the moon, the Han flag that fell on the ground aged rapidly, and finally decayed into dust and never appeared again.

The lens of the light curtain was also pulled up at this time, and they flew back to Chengdu with everyone.

What kind of Jinguan City is this?There are salt wells in every household, and orange groves in every household. There are rows of shops outside, and there are as many exquisite goods as stars.

Men and women dressed in costumes are crowded with people, and at the edge of the city, brocade ladies are putting the woven brocades in the river for rinsing. These brocades, which are worth a thousand dollars, reflect the river in all its colors, just like the Jinjiang River.

And following the narration, a high-spirited young man left Shu in high spirits, and in a blink of an eye, he turned into an old man wearing a torture tool with a calm expression.

The switching of the screen is also faster, until tall buildings begin to appear, and in a small workshop, a craftsman is making a feather fan.

Maybe it was the wind, a feather rolled up by a breeze, flew into the sky, saw the hustle and bustle of Jinli, saw the endless tourists in Wuhou Temple, saw the statue of the tea ancestor in a tea garden, saw a differently dressed The old man is telling the children the history of the alliance between the ancestors and Zhuge Liang.

This piece of feather gradually rises with the breeze, and finally disappears in the clouds.

A line of poetry on the light curtain also slowly appeared:

Zhuge's name hangs down to the universe, a feather in the sky through the ages.

Everyone was speechless for a while. Although they had seen the light curtain method before, the content of this paragraph still fascinated them.

"It seems that more than 1000 years have really passed by." Pang Tong murmured.

Zhang Fei leaned over with his big head: "Mr. Pang, it's a pity that you didn't see the Wuhou Temple we saw a few times ago."

"What do you think when you see the Wuhou Temple of the military division now?"

Pang Tong snorted and threw the back of Zhang Fei's head.

Zhang Fei scratched his head, thinking that this military commander Pang was really uncomfortable, so if he envied him, he would envy him, what's the shame?

Their military generals are very envious of this, and they all plan to earn a temple by themselves. Why is this military master Pang not happy at all?
So Zhang Fei decided to encourage him:
"Mr. Pang, you are as famous as Mr. Zhuge! Not to mention earning a temple, at least you must be able to accompany my elder brother to worship?"

"Yide!" Liu Bei watched Pang Tong's face turn red gradually, stopped him decisively, and asked a question:
"If the text on the light curtain is really Li Shimin, he should be very anxious now, right?"

[What is the purpose of human life?The prime minister said: I will do my best and die.

He not only said it, but he did it, and we miss him to this day.

When the modern poet Zang Kejia remembered Mr. Lu Xun, he summed up the life choices and endings of the two kinds of people in concise language.

His poems are still appropriate to evaluate the prime minister:

People who live better for the sake of the majority will always be remembered by the people, and the masses will lift him up very high.

So that's all for this issue of ours, pay attention, like and don't get lost, next issue notice:
"Soldiers out of Qishan! "】

〖All over the world, it is said that the Qing Festival is dedicated, and people's hearts have their own stele of Marquis Wu.

In the novel, the prime minister is surrounded by a group of rookies, and the prime minister is awesome and beats everyone up; the prime minister in history is more modest, surrounded by big bosses, and he beats everyone carefully.

It was pretty much the same when the prime minister was in the Northern Expedition, happy to spend [-] on the east front, and be careful to fight Wuhou on the west.

The Prime Minister is not only a role model for my generation, but also a source of happiness for my generation. Now I only need to say "Is this the villager Zhuge?" to make me laugh.

In fact, looking at it overall, the prime minister is not good at everything. What is amazing is that the prime minister is still willing to learn and research, and let the favor fall on the common people, which is very powerful!
The prime minister set up General Jin Zhonglang, the captain of the Yan School, to make technological innovations so that the people can make money; Prime Minister Cao set up the captain of the Mojin School, General Faqiu Zhonglang, and chose to dig the grave of the old Liu family ancestors directly.

Hey, it would be great if the Prime Minister met Jiang Wei sooner. Jiang Wei only met the Prime Minister after he grew up. He learned martial arts but didn't learn martial arts.

The Prime Minister has always been like this, you can think that he is not great, but those people you think are great, all think that the Prime Minister is great!
When the prime minister was there, he didn't notice the difference.After the prime minister, there is no comparison; there is no one who has governed Shu for thousands of years since then, and there is no one who is as deeply rooted in the hearts of the prime minister.

A teacher with a real name in the world, who can stand among the best in a thousand years?

The prime minister really spent his whole life to realize an unattainable dream.

The prime minister had never seen the prosperity of the Han Dynasty, and spent his whole life rejuvenating the Han Dynasty; Jiang Wei had never met the late emperor, but also spent his whole life guarding the late emperor's foundation.

The next issue is coming soon! 〗

Ganlu Temple.

"I wish I could kill these scoundrels myself!"

Li Shimin's eyes were already red. If Changsun Wuji hadn't hugged his waist, maybe the chessboard and table would suffer again.

Du Ruhui looked at the light curtain on the left and His Majesty on the right, wondering:
"Everyone asked about the unworthiness of the descendants of the ministers, but this matter?"

Speaking of this, Li Shimin's eyes turned red again:

"Xuanzong fled, and Chang'an fell; Xizong fled again, Huang Chao rose, and Tang Dynasty was destroyed!!!"

"Chang'an fell twice, and the emperor fled twice. What's the face of sitting on the throne to face the people of the world!"

He pulled out the precious sword hanging on the wall, pulled it out of the sheath abruptly, and slashed the sword on the couch, so that he vented his anger a little.

Don't die!This news was so unexpected that even Fang Xuanling, who was so good at nourishing Qi, opened his eyes wide.

Changsun Wuji even grabbed Li Shimin's cuff and asked:
"Does everyone know what time the Yellow Nest is?"

"I don't know." Li Shimin was also very discouraged when he mentioned this. The light curtain said casually at the time, and he could only be sure that it was after Xuanzong.

Fang Xuanling has already pulled out the paper on the other side and started to calculate:
It has been ... 360 years since the death of the Shu Han, and according to the light curtain, the Anshi Rebellion was 490 years after the death of the Shu Han.

Then they are now away from the Anshi Rebellion... 120 years!
Changsun Wuji's breathing became somewhat disordered:

"Everyone is said to be an emperor through the ages, and my Tang Dynasty is praised for its vast territory. With such martial arts and martial arts, Fuze is only a hundred years old?"

"Why worry about the auxiliary machine?" At this time, Li Shimin had calmed down.

As an excellent commander, Li Shimin never lets anger dominate his emotions, and his decisions are concise and to the point
"Create a prosperous world first, and then figure out a way to break the situation of the rebellion a hundred years later!"

The proud emperor carefully held up a map with both hands, which was drawn by Fang Xuanling imitating the image on the light curtain just now.

It was entrusted in Li Shimin's hands with great care, like a supreme treasure:
"Today we know how big the world is! The calamity of descendants, the chaos of Anshi, everything is a funeral!"

"Now, let Xuezhen be ashamed of the Wei River and build a sea-going ship!"

For Li Shimin, the world has become extremely clear in his eyes at this moment.

Since a country of thousands of miles can be blessed for a hundred years, what about twenty thousand miles?What about thirty thousand miles?

And how does the Anshi Rebellion compare with the invasion of the Japanese slave country in later generations?

How about being surrounded by wolves in the future?

Take advantage of this magical opportunity to map the supreme prosperity of the Tang Dynasty!
Du Ruhui was very pleased:

"Everyone is a pragmatic king."

……

Public Security County Government.

Liu Bei came back holding a box with some distress.

Every time before listening to the light curtain, everyone will actually prepare gifts in private.

But often after the light curtain finished speaking, they all felt that the gift was inappropriate.

It was the same this time, he stuffed a prepared landscape painting back under the table, and Liu Bei carried the box from the back hall.

With a face full of pain, he sent the box to the old location, and prayed to send it away.

Everyone also breathed a sigh of relief, which meant that there was no need to think about what to send.

Then just wait.

Ma Liang stretched his wrist, usually it was time for rest, and he could also think about what to eat later.

I marveled in my heart that the bamboo awl hard pen is really easy to use, and then I looked up and met Kong Ming's eyes.

"Ji Chang, how is life in Wuxi Man in Wuling County?"

Ma Liang thought for a while and concluded:
"No production, less salt and iron, good at building small boats, and its people are honest and simple."

The summary was fragmentary, but Kong Ming understood the meaning:
Nothing but strength.

The land in the south is poor, and if there is a lack of salt and iron, even arable land will become a problem.

Kong Ming nodded, and changed the subject:

"If the Wuling matter is over, would you like to go to Jiangdong to contact Shanyue?"

Ma Liang's heart beat two minutes faster, and he nodded after thinking about it for a while:
"willing!"

Liu Bei understood Kong Ming's meaning instantly, and said with a smile:

"Jiangdong has no way, plunders the mountains and becomes a slave to the powerful, and should support one or two, so as to prevent him from being always bullied by the Jiangdong rich."

Didn't Sun Quan, the descendant of Yiling, still support Nanzhong Yongkai with dirty hands and feet?Then, adhering to the courtesy and reciprocity, it is not impossible for Liu Bei to support Shanyue to resist the wealthy family.

Kong Ming sighed in a low voice:

"Looking at the word people of later generations, I feel a lot of emotion."

"It's probably not because of Ji Han's name that the lord can pass on his name to future generations, but because of the lord's benevolence."

"Everyone in the class has something to say, do good deeds with sincerity, the hearts of the people are pleasing and God's will is obtained."

"Isn't the lord not pleasing the hearts of the people today and gaining the will of the future?"

Liu Bei himself also had a feeling, saying:
"Xunzi said: When the common people fear the government, the gentleman will not be in the position."

"Under Cao's rule, the rebellion continued. Isn't it true that the people were oppressed by brute force, and the people were not humiliated by it?"

Changing into a comfortable posture, Liu Bei put a smile on his face and said:
"Before that, I thought that later generations spoke of me because I was Emperor Zhaolie."

"Now I know that the light curtain is talking about me because I am Brother Yun, the Lord of Kong Ming."

"Why do you say that, brother?" Guan Yu heard a loud voice:

"If there is no big brother, it is better to go back to Hedong and sell mung beans in this troubled world!"

Kong Ming also laughed and said:
"If there is no lord, Liang is willing to work in Nanyang and spend his whole life."

Zhang Fei said loudly:
"Me too!"

At this moment, the light curtain slowly opened again, and Liu Bei was inexplicably relieved when he saw the similar pictures and texts as before.

[Thump, thump, thump, thank you again for your money, you actually gave me a Shu brocade!
But... I can't use it to cut clothes hahahaha.

But this thing is worthy of being used by the prime minister to raise military expenses. It is impossible to refuse such a thing in ancient times.

If we travel across with this thing in our arms, won't we have to worry about food and drink? 】

(End of this chapter)