Chapter 7 Chapter 6: The cypress on the Qingling Mausoleum, the stone in the Leilei Jianjian——Stand firm, the strength of the shoulders

"The next question is to choose one of the two." Zhao Zhi picked up my historical manuscript casually, patted it on the palm of his hand and said, "I intend to show you what happened in Jiange: the story between Zhong Hui and Jiang Wei. Dynasty perishes Finally, there was at least one other man who wanted to rekindle the extinguished flame, and he did not hesitate to compromise and flatter. I think this will help you understand Jiang Boyue better. He may be the last hero of the Han Dynasty. Another option is, "Zhao Zhi raised his face and paused, "Either you follow me to meet Zhuge Kongming? It's very strange that I dreamed of him last night. For Master Nightmare, dreaming is a frightening thing. Because only the uncontrollable It is the 'dream', I don't know when it will start, when it will end, and I don't know what I will face in the next moment. For many years, I have had the habit of restricting 'dreams', but last night, I dreamed that Zhuge Kongming was wandering in the Taimiao. Enduring sad eyes... I can't bear it. I can't bear it." He rubbed his face with his hands, "After waking up, I thought, I need to find some time to visit him. If possible, talk to him about the subjugation of the country. Speaking of which," his eyes pierced through his fingers, looking straight at me, "historical writers, meeting you made me more and more courageous, and maybe before I kill myself, there will be a nightmare in the world The teacher attacked me because I violated the rules. At that time," the smile was faint, and it seemed that it was not all a joke, "would you be on my side?"

"What about this side and that side. What happened in your 'demon' den has nothing to do with me." I deliberately left it out. "This attitude..." He was dumb for a while, and the corners of his lips raised slightly, "It's expected. Human beings are really an unpredictable species. Forget it, tell me your answer." His reaction was beyond my expectation.He seemed to be rather dejected by my nasty answer.Wanting to make some corrections, but unable to save face for a while, he just said sullenly: "As you please." "Chengzuo," he rarely called me with "words", "well, satisfy your curiosity about 'Prime Minister Zhuge'. Sometimes I really doubt that you want to write a "Book of Shu" as Kong Ming's doujinshi." I can't understand the term "Dourenzhi" at all, and Zhao Zhi's face is full of half-smiles, helpless.

"Close your eyes..." "Is that all right?" "It's really urgent. That's enough." As he said, he patted my head as if he was trying to comfort a anxious child.This action makes me feel that he is trying to erase the embarrassment just now. I open my eyes.It is very strange that I am neither in the prime minister's mansion, nor is there any trace of the prime minister as far as I can see.At this time, he is a pure air flow, and even his body does not exist!The rushing water of the river pierced me, whizzing eastward.Zhao Zhi was like a light jellyfish swaying in the river, and said with a smile: "Only by starting from the end, can the past be sorted out, otherwise everything is just water without roots and trees without roots. Chen Shou, although he is looked up to, we must remember Simply looking up is not your goal."

Are you reminding me again? I snorted, "What kind of endpoint is in this icy cold water?" "It depends on what kind of water it is and where it flows." Zhao Zhi smiled secretly, and floated to hold my arm.With this help, I am a person who can be touched again.We passed through a variety of fish, Zhao Zhi lifted me out of the water, I took a deep breath, and saw a tall mountain city not far away. "That is?" "Be careful!" He pulled me down! Just right, a building boat galloped past my scalp.Just blurted out the word "thank you", and realized that I was fooled.I am just a ray of wind and a band of water intervening in this time and space, and it doesn't matter if I get hit.

"hateful……" "It's so boring." He pointed to the front, "That's Baidi City." He actually said the name of this place in such a simple and plain tone——Baidi!The place where the late emperor died! "Just passed by, could it be...?" "It is Zhuge Kongming's ship." The forty-three-year-old prime minister was in a hurry to go to the mountain city to meet the aged emperor who had returned from a major defeat.This is February in the third year of Zhangwu (223 AD). "Hey—take me to have a look!" "Why don't you enjoy a refreshing river bath?" He took time off, "I guarantee you will arrive at Yong'an Palace one step earlier than Kong Ming."

"I mean, I want to see the prime minister on board." I asked directly. "I really can't help it." He smiled indulgently, and with a wave of his hand, we have landed firmly in the building: next to Prime Minister Zhuge! "Be careful." He reminded again, "Don't be obsessed with details blindly. Later generations hope to read the heart and character of the characters from your history books. The bridge of the soul, don't be too lazy to describe him: Zhuge Kongming, how handsome... Cough, it seems that he didn't listen at all. Are you stupid?" He spread his five fingers and waved in front of my face, and I opened his hand: " Unnecessary."

At this time, the prime minister was supporting his stomach with one hand and writing with the other, slowly writing a copy of the case, which was about re-alliance with Jiangdong.The Jiangdong regime has been juggling "rope walking" between Han and Wei for many years in order to maximize its own interests. Because it was unwilling to surrender to Cao Wei and bow down to the hostages, Sun Quan offered to lift the agreement in the second year of Zhang Wu. The state of war in the Han Dynasty was repaired by sending envoys; and the Han Dynasty also ordered the Taizhong doctor Zong Wei to return and negotiate.Zhao Zhi sat on the side of the boat and started talking with me.

"I can read most people's minds." As usual, he cut into the topic with a self-confident attitude, "So for a long time, my life was really boring. Chen Shou, you may not have imagined that I committed suicide many times when I was young. Success. Until I met this person," he smiled and raised his chin to the prime minister, "it's not that he couldn't see what he was thinking, but this kind of insight is meaningless. It's too messy. It's unbelievable that a person can Can accommodate so many emotions and take on so many things at the same time. Facing him, it is like a layman facing the various mechanical diagrams he drew: wooden cows, flowing horses, continuous crossbows and Yuanrong, etc., feel at a loss. I don’t know which one Which one comes first, which one comes last, and which one is more important, its relationship, operation, and status cannot be understood by the power of a nightmare master. The amazing thing is that Zhuge Kongming is really a skilled craftsman when dealing with the various things in his heart. I feel that he seldom hesitates and hesitates, as if he has already grasped the ending before he starts, as if Pao Ding is dissecting a cow, and Zhinu is embroidering heavenly clothes. People who write history, can you detect it? Always exert stability and warmth to the outside world Zhuge Kongming, in his own right, may also be a terrible person? Compared with Zihuan, he has no willful and personal impulse; It makes people feel 'unreal', he is too..." Zhao Zhi considered his words, "Harsh."

That's right, Yan Ru Qiushuang, when I was sorting out the stories of the prime minister, I also thought many times that the prime minister belonged to the autumn of chills, and belonged to the golden sound of the sword and axe.So on the one hand, I agreed with the guess that "the prime minister (maybe) is a terrible person", and said to Zhao Zhi: "As far as I know, within the state, officials and people respect and fear the prime minister. Many people think that the prime minister is a The sublime and majestic idol existence"; on the other hand, I raised an objection, "But Zhao Zhi, haven't you discovered the real and passionate side of the Prime Minister?"

"for example?" "For example..." I suddenly laughed, "Calling you Zhao Lang? Haha!" "Ai, ai!" Zhao Zhi wrinkled his face, protesting that I was making an issue out of him, "That's because he was accommodating my preferences, Kong Ming is very considerate." "I don't think so." I smiled, "If you can give me a pen and paper, I will write something silently for you to read." Zhao Zhi, who can easily grasp various resources, is not like me. If you pay attention, you will miss a lot of valuable information. Zhao Zhi not only provided me with a pen and paper, but also moved a small table and a comfortable seat.At first glance, it looks like they are in the same boat, the prime minister sits at the top and immerses himself in reviewing the documents; I sit at the bottom, spreading the bamboo and silk... It really looks like I am one of his subordinate officials. "Don't let your imagination run wild." Zhao Zhi interrupted my thoughts with a sneer. "Well, who is not interested?" I muttered, and wrote 31 characters: "I have received great favors from the Eastern Dynasty, and I am dependent on my children. I am also a son of Qiao Liangqi, and I feel sorry for him. Seeing what he has done with the bright utensils, feel runny."

"Looks familiar." Zhao Zhi said. This is a letter from the prime minister to his elder brother Zhuge Jin in Jiangdong.It means: "I have received the rich courtesy from Jiangdong, and I have sincere gratitude to the children of the Sun family. The grandson Qiao [Song] was an outstanding talent, and he died young. How can it not be sad? Seeing the utensils he gave in the past, I have Feeling in my heart, tears stained my clothes." "Yiyi, sorrowful, and runny." I repeated these words several times in my lips, and asked Zhao Zhi, "Are you still indifferent?" "you mean……?" "The prime minister is a 'Jian'an native' after all." "Oh, a new concept." He had a "willing to hear more" expression. "That's out of the question." I put down my pen and raised my head slightly, "I think, the shining three-pointer must thank its mother - the late Han Dynasty, 'Jian'an' romantic. What kind of year is 'Jian'an'? Li Beng Is the music bad and the people miserable? Not only that. While overthrowing the order, it establishes another kind of rule, which is more powerful in creating than destructive. It makes people discover that life has richer connotations and more choices: big Traitor, great good, great evil, and great virtue, it turns out that individuals also have the opportunity to participate in the construction and even influence the construction of this vast world. It makes the dignity and power of a single life rare, and it is because of this, Zhao Zhi, that we can see the dark night sky The shining stars in the city. The "people in Jian'an" I'm talking about generally have the following commonality: looking outward, pursuing grand and immortal achievements in order to achieve self-realization, and for this purpose, they will not hesitate to use every type of talent, bright or not. Regardless of whether they are evil or evil, it is their most urgent request not to let their names rot and become unknown along with their bodies; Morning dew, the past has been a lot of suffering' sigh, this is the soft corner that the strongest heart also keeps, it is painful for the separation of friendship and the half-way death of life, wanting to grasp all the cherished things, but knowingly No matter how hard you try, you can't catch it... The inner ephemerality and sense of powerlessness motivate the outside to fight hard, and achieve the infinite within the finite...Zhao Zhi, you who lack the sense of urgency of death are reading "Yi Yi" and "Sorrowful" , It may be difficult to resonate when reading that the prime minister shed tears for the death of a young friend. Is this luck or misfortune?" "I used to think it was luck." Zhao Zhi replied, "Recently, I feel more and more that it is a great misfortune. Maybe death is really a great gift from heaven to mortals." He raised his eyes sadly, and said softly, "Soon. Soon We can then witness a complete death, grief, affection and... gritty responsibility." Baidi City is close at hand. The following is the death of Zhao Lie that I described in "The First Lord's Biography": "The First Lord was dying, and he entrusted Gu Yuyu to the Prime Minister, and the Minister ordered Li Yan to be his deputy. In the fourth month of summer, Guisi, the First Lord died in Yong'an Palace, at the age of six. Thirteen." Zhao Zhi was very dissatisfied with such a simple record.I told him that according to the history book style created by Shi Qian, the same event will be shown in the biographies of different participants. "Okay, how did you write "The Biography of Li Yan"?" he asked. "It's not that big of a difference." I smiled and said, "'Three years, the first master fell ill, Yan and Zhuge Liang received the edict to assist the young master'." "What about "Biography of the Empress"?" "Ah... "The Biography of the Empress" does not need to write this. The Empress did not come to Yong'an Palace." "Could it be that you will write a few words in the biographies of Liu Li and Liu Yong?" These two princes made a special trip from Chengdu to pay their respects to their father. "Neither. To be honest, I reluctantly wrote biographies for them because I had to write them." ——According to the usual practice, concubines and clan children always occupy a place in history books. "Wow! I have learned my straightforwardness." Zhao Zhi laughed, "Don't go around in circles. Here." He stretched out his hand, rather than directly stealing my thoughts or obtaining the manuscript of historical biography out of thin air, to express his support for "writing history" people" respect. While handing him a piece of cocoon paper with "The Biography of Zhuge Liang" written on it, my thoughts also drifted back to the Yong'an Palace in the daytime: Today—in this time and space brought by Zhao Zhi, it is exactly April 24, that is, The day of Emperor Zhaolie's death.I witnessed with my own eyes a grand event passed down by word of mouth in the Han Dynasty for many years: Baidi Tuogu.Contrary to previous assumptions, the emperor died of illness in a sunny afternoon instead of a gloomy night. He loudly ordered his servants to roll up the tents, set up the chessboard and ordered Zhuge Liang and Li Yan to come.Seeing the emperor in such a radiant spirit, both Li Yan and Prime Minister Zhuge were taken aback: the former immediately beamed with joy, while the latter showed a warm smile after a momentary, imperceptible frown.The prime minister was asked to sit on the side of the couch and play chess with the emperor, while Hu Shangshuling on the bed watched the battle with his hands on his knees, full of interest.Black and white pieces are intertwined. In the first round, the emperor won four eyes, and in the second round, the prime minister won one eye. According to Zhao Zhi, "both sides are very cautious" in the third round of the decisive victory. In the middle of the game, Zhao Lie asked casually: " Kong Ming is still copying pre-Qin classics?" "yes." "Or the original ones?" "Yes. "Shenzi", "Hanfeizi", "Guanzi", "Six Secret Teachings" and so on." Prime Minister Zhuge had copied all these books for the Empress before, hoping that the Empress would benefit from them, but unexpectedly sent them back to Chengdu All was lost on the road, so he started transcribing all over again. "I think the prince should read "Hanshu" and "Book of Rites" more." "The prince is extremely lenient and courteous." "Oh? Kong Ming is saying that Chan'er is still lacking in contingency and magic?" "'My life has a limit, but my knowledge has no limit'." Prime Minister Zhuge quoted a sentence from Zhuangzi to answer, but the meaning was completely opposite.The original meaning of Zhuangzi is: how stupid it is to pursue infinite knowledge with a limited life; the prime minister returns with a positive attitude, which means that the future master can still strive for more refinement. The emperor smiled noncommittally, and said with a son: "A few days ago, She Wenxiong (Yuan) chatted with me, and talked about Kong Ming. You praised Chan'er's intelligence and thought it far exceeded the expectations of your subjects. This is Words from the heart, or words of praise?" "Every word from the bottom of my heart." He replied with a smile. "The country can't afford to suffer any more... I have been thinking recently that there must be a strong person: a rock-like will, a steel-like sharpness, a Taishan-like stability, a thunder and lightning, and a sun and moon. Come and support the country so it can survive and go further..." "The prince will live up to His Majesty's expectations." "He is still far behind. Would you like to assist him? Support him like you have assisted me?" The emperor's eyes were piercing. It will definitely be able to stabilize the country and achieve great things. If you are "A Dou" - the change of title is very intriguing. This is the nickname of the queen master. "I can assist him, please assist him well; if not," a chess piece "slapped" down, "Prime Minister, you might as well take his place and make yourself the master of Chengdu." "Snapped"……! It was the sound of chess pieces falling between Prime Minister Zhuge's fingers. I noticed that Li Yan's back was wet with sweat, and he barely moved. "Are you...are you doubting the minister?" Wan didn't expect the Prime Minister to ask this question directly, and at the same time he picked up the chess piece again. "No," the emperor also directly denied it, "I am asking you to be alone." He glanced at Li Yan, "Oh, there is Zhengfang (the word Li Yan)." Li Yan knelt down. Prime Minister Zhuge also knelt down, gently put a piece on the chessboard, and said softly: "I dare to exhaust my strength, serve the festival of loyalty, and then die!" "I have told the prince to treat the prime minister like a father." The emperor struggled to speak, but every word was very clear, "I also did it to the king of Lu (Liu Yong) and the king of Liang (Liu Li)... the same ... Confession." The prime minister cried, not silent tears, but choked tears.He cried and said, "Call me...how can I repay you, why should I repay you!" "If you are really grateful, Kong Ming... well, you know what to do...you are such... such a smart person. Alas, Prime Minister, I wanted, I wanted to..." The voice faded away, until it disappeared.Before the end of the game, the hand holding the son was loose. Although helpless, the emperor died peacefully. This is "the first emperor's entrepreneurship was not halfway, but the middle way collapsed". The opening chapter of "Teacher's Biao" suddenly stood out in my heart. The world is just a game of chess, and the fighting between black and white is left to the living.But now, in the first year of Yanxing, where I live, the chess of the Han Kingdom has been played. I blinked and wiped away the moisture that suddenly seeped out of my eyes, Zhao Zhi silently returned the cocoon paper to me with a rather complicated expression, as if he wanted to persuade me but didn't know how to say it. "Still not satisfied?" I broke the silence. "It's so simple..." Indeed, even in "The Biography of Zhuge Liang", the length of Tuogu's text is less than a hundred characters. It only records a few conversations between the former master and the prime minister, which is like a rough outline. "If it was written by Sima Qian, it would be a different situation." Zhao Zhi said. "Could Master Zhao Yan want to draw Tai Shiling from the former Han Dynasty to write "Three Kingdoms"?" I laughed, "I'm not Shi Qian. I don't have the amazing talent to write history into a lively drama, so I also gave up on Xiang Shiqian. The direction of the effort. Try to use simple writing style to complete a letter of history, instead of imitating the exaggeration and perfunctory of Taishi Ling... This is my ambition of Chen Shou." "It seems that I have found my own path." Zhao Zhi smiled, "However, don't you think that this sloppy writing will cause many doubts in future generations? They must believe that what you wrote is the truth, but they will definitely guess, or even guess. Maliciously guessing what kind of secrets are hidden behind the truth. For example, the phrase 'If you are not talented, you can take it yourself'..." He played with the former master's words, "Will some people think this is Zhao Lie's suspicion and temptation of Kong Ming? Kong Ming's first reaction was also trepidation." "It's not out of trepidation," I objected. "Oh?" "It's...sad." Prime Minister Zhuge's trembling voice could not be forgotten, "Are you...are you doubting your minister?" This is not a worry about your own power, status or even your life, but a worry about whether you can start well and end well. nostalgia.Fortunately, the Former Lord did not disappoint the prime minister, and the prime minister also rewarded him with loyalty and diligence for the next twelve years. "The benevolent sees benevolence, the wise sees wisdom, the magnanimous sees magnanimity, the loyal sees loyalty, maybe there will be cowardly people who see cowardice, and treacherous people who see treachery. Zhao Zhi, I can't force what people think later, just like you can't ask How do I write it. What I still need to do is to add a comment. The historical commentary after "The Biography of the First Lord" is the best place to put it." "And the whole country entrusted to Zhuge Liang, with the same mind and mind, the sincerity of the monarch and his ministers, and the prosperity of the past and the present." It’s really a beautiful example from ancient times to the present.) ——In this way, sail away from Baidi City, turn over "Zhang Wu" gently, and usher in the first reign of the post-lord dynasty: "Jianxing". Jianxing, Yanxi, Jingyao, and Yanxing, these are the four reign names used by the emperor for 42 years since he succeeded to the throne.Among the outlines I have listed, "Lite" accounts for the largest proportion.Zhao Zhi once asked me why I focused my writing on the year name that was farthest from me and almost passed me: I was born in the eleventh year of Jianxing (AD 233), and it was replaced by Yanxi four years later .This is actually a good explanation, people are willing to spend more energy on things they love.The decline of the country day by day makes the "golden days of the past" in memory, whether real or illusory, infinitely more charming.I would like to believe that "Jianxing" contains everything that is the most jubilant, powerful, and glorious in the Han Kingdom.After returning from Baidi, I have always endured the calmness on the outside of Chengdu and the emptiness and humbleness on the inside... Deng Ai, who accepted the surrender of the queen lord, seemed to be the lord of the city, and the capital of Han State also became the county of Wei State.Deng Ai led the personal guards to garrison the palace, demanding that the former officials of the Han Dynasty treat him with respect and respect, and their arrogance was beyond words.I once hoped that Mr. Qiao would speak up and win more face for the lord, but Mr. Qiao has been depressed for the past few days: it is easy to talk about surrender and think about it in your heart. Once it happens, you will know how shameful it is. choice.It is estimated that the husband is also suffering from a torment that others cannot imagine.As a disciple, I didn't go to visit him, because I didn't want to see his bleak and weak appearance. Similarly, I couldn't live in this humiliating and indignant Chengdu with peace of mind, supporting myself not to escape, not to go crazy, not to hate, not to give up The one...is "Jianxing", a figure in the depths of the clouds and under the brilliant sunset. "If the prime minister is here, it must not be the case." I don't know how many times he said this "what if", Zhao Zhi laughed in response. "Deng Ai wrote a letter to the Wei Dynasty, requesting arbitrary power in Chengdu." He handed me a wine gourd, "What do you think about this?" "I have no opinion." I pushed away the wine, "I'm tired." Why do I have to bear this?Put all the happy and sad things on the cutting board like slaughtering pigs and sheep, cut them apart, and analyze... In fact, the pain and love of the skin are unspeakable, and many times I am as powerless as insects and ants.If I hadn't met Zhao Zhi, I would never have made such high demands on the "history revision" that I am interested in. Then I would be able to enjoy the satisfaction of the mediocre. "You think too much about yourself." Suddenly Zhao Zhi said.Peep into my thoughts again!I was about to get angry, but he waved his hand, "I'm sorry. You said you were tired, so I just read it directly. Chen Shou," his expression turned serious, "At first, it was only to fulfill the agreement with Kong Ming. I found you to help compile history. ;Later, I gradually discovered Kong Ming’s intentions. Between the teacher and the historian, and between me and you, the help is mutual. Many things that Kong Ming didn’t tell me are all told by you. It’s not that I demand your writing, it’s you There is a strong demand in your heart. But you think too much about yourself." He repeated, "When you invest in a grand and immortal cause, the first awareness you must have is to abandon yourself. Breathing, eating, sleeping...all for it Do you remember? I said that sometimes Kong Ming was 'unreal', and you refuted me by saying that he was full of passion—it is undeniable, he is indeed a native of Jian'an, but why did Kong Ming and his son who is also a native of Jian'an Huan is so different? Have you ever thought about it?" Questions about the prime minister pulled me out of my depression for a while. "Could it be..." My heart sank heavily, "You mean that he was enlightened and really abandoned himself? Can I understand this as the prime minister asking himself to be a piece of support and promotion of the country' Tools', but would rather abandon the tastes, desires, likes and dislikes of individual 'people'... Wouldn't that be too cruel?" I murmured. "Extremely cruel. But it is also the best and almost the only choice. Kong Ming took this step without hesitation." Zhao Zhi said lightly, "You know the situation in the first year of Jianxing in the Shu Han Dynasty better than I do." , Sun and Wu at both ends of the mouse; the rebellion of Hanjia prefect Huang Yuan had just been quelled internally, Nanzhong Qushuai colluded with Jiangdong, and three of the four counties in the southwest fell into the hands of the rebels. Only Yongchang struggled to support; on the throne was The new monarch, who was only seventeen years old, was at this time—Prime Minister Zhuge was appointed Marquis of Wuxiang and opened a mansion to manage affairs. "There is one thing you may not know," he continued, "about whether to open the mansion. There were two completely different voices in the temple. The faction headed by Li Miao firmly opposed it. Because the position of prime minister previously held by Kong Ming had limited real power. , the real power is concentrated in Shangshutai; once the government is opened, it means that Shangshutai exists in name only, and Shangshuling Li Yan certainly does not want to see this situation, but he did not openly resist." Zhao Zhi's lips curled up with a sneer, "On the one hand, it's because Kong Ming once had a heart-to-heart talk with him about Dadan. The overall situation of the country requires the prime minister's mansion to be better than Shang Shutai; the more important reason is that Li Yan is eager to control the military power inside and outside. I guess Kong Ming gave Li Zhengfang some kind of promise..." "Wait. Guess?" I was startled. "Don't you know the details? Can't choose the right time to see it? Isn't voyeurism just your forte?" Zhao Zhi listened to my last "compliment" and said, "I'm not interested in watching it. I'm not curious. If an outstanding nightmare master like me is too curious, he will inevitably run around and be busy all day long. What's more... ..." In an instant, his indifferent face was covered by a layer of melancholy sadness, "It's better to leave some private space for Kongming. Have you heard such an episode? The regular house in Yizhou found out that Zhu Bao, the prefect of Cangyang, intended to rebel, so he Zhu Bao was arrested, interrogated, and executed. Zhu Bao became angry, attacked and killed Chang Fang, and bit him back, accusing him of plotting rebellion. Under the rule of Zhu Bao. Kong Ming knew the truth, and in order to appease Zhu Bao, he sacrificed Chang Fang’s family. This sacrifice did not make Zhu Bao change his mind, and soon, Zang Cang County openly rebelled.” Having said this, Zhao Zhi stopped, "Can you believe this kind of thing?" "No." I said resolutely, "How could the prime minister kill good people just to please evil people!" "A sonorous and powerful answer. Yes, I am willing to think so, so..." Zhao Zhi said, "I really want to confirm the authenticity of this matter, but I lack the courage to do so." "You're afraid." "Ok." "Afraid it's true?" "Very scary." Zhao Zhi rubbed his forehead, "Even if it's true, there are good reasons why he had to do this, but emotionally speaking, it's still hard to accept. Presumably you won't write this rumor into the history books?" "Of course." I urged, "Go ahead. Tell me something about the prime minister, and as a feedback, I will tell you some information that you will never have access to." "Never be able to touch?" Zhao Zhi raised his eyebrows in disbelief, then clapped his hands and laughed like a happy child, "Okay! It's a deal." He opened his palm again, and there was smoke in his palm: This can show me that a certain It is really the most suitable trick for him to communicate with me. A cloud of smoke gathered at the main gate of the prime minister's mansion, which was wide and plain.After Zhao Zhi led my gaze through layers of corridors and gates, I saw many people walking here.Zhao Zhi sent their names to my ears one by one: "Wang Lian Wang Wenyi, Xiang Lang Xiang Juda, Jiang Wan Jiang Gongyan, Zhang Yi Zhang Junsi, Dong Yun Dong Xiuzhao, Yang Yi Yang Weigong, Yang Xi Yang Wenran... Hey! "Suddenly he burst out laughing, "Chen Shou, isn't that Qiao Yunnan?" It really is Mr.I have never seen Mr. Qiao so young. He wears a white cloth robe, which is too short. Whenever he walks fast, his bare feet will appear. Once he stops, the husband will habitually He grabbed the robe tightly, as if trying to lengthen it. "It's so cramped." I couldn't help but sigh. "It's the first time to visit such a big man as Prime Minister Zhuge, how can you not be cramped?" Zhao Zhi pointed at the gentleman's way of dodging to avoid the officials in the mansion, "But it's really not the same kind of person. Chen Shou, if you were born in your early thirties In 2010, he will be one of the people who laughed at Qiao Yunnan, haha!" Many officials, after passing by Mr., covered their mouths and laughed.Xiang Lang led Mr. Qiao into the main hall, when the prime minister raised his head from behind a pile of papers. "Brazil Qiao Zhou is here." Xiang Lang introduced the name and place of origin according to the rules. "Prime Minister..." The gentleman was so nervous that his voice was dry. Seeing this, the small officials and waiters who were copying the papers and tidying up the cabinets couldn't help laughing.The prime minister glanced around, and they stopped their rude behavior. "Yunnan is from Xichong, right?" Prime Minister Zhuge said gently, "Sun De (Li Fuzhi) came to see me once before he moved to the prefect of Brazil. When he talked about the scenery of Xichong, he was full of praise. He would rather be the head of Xichong for the rest of his life. Sun De also talked to me about Yunan in particular, saying that you are the number one scholar in the local area." "Master Li...that's amazing." The gentleman still couldn't relax completely. "Sun De never complimented others easily. Do you still remember Juda?" He turned to Lang, "He would never admit that my paintings are better than his." "That's right. Before he left, Master Li left a painting title for the Prime Minister? He said that when he returned to Beijing to report his duties a year later, he would bring back a painting with the same title and compete with the Prime Minister." "Haha! Remember to remind me of this after two months. Otherwise, I will have to hand him a blank sheet of paper." It is almost hard to believe that this is Zhuge Liang in the early years of Jianxing!When domestic and foreign coercion, and stormy weather, he was so leisurely and calm; if it weren't for the hundreds of anecdotes piled up beside him, people would have suspected that he was "chic, good at talking...not preoccupied with state affairs" like Liu Yan. "The scattered officials. "Yun Nan is especially good at the Six Classics?" The prime minister once again focused his attention on Mr. Qiao. "It's just a little dabble." "Are you also good at astronomy?" "It's all little tricks." "Astronomy..." The prime minister smiled and said, "Many people think this is the most profound topic in the world, and they have devoted their whole lives to it, but Yun Nan regards it as a 'small skill'?" "This... is Zhou's slip of the tongue." "No, no." The Prime Minister shook his hand, "People who look up to the sky often accidentally fall into the trap on the ground. Instead of paying attention to the distant sky, it's better to do something down-to-earth. Will Yun Nan help me?" Mr. Qiao was flattered by this sudden invitation. "The prime minister has an assignment, Zhou, Zhou...willing to do the work of a dog and a horse." He even stuttered a little. "Juda proposed an imperial edict to encourage students to engage in Yunnan." Zhuge Cheng made the appointment immediately. This was Mr. Qiao's first official position. With this sentence, I ended my first conversation with Mr. Qiao; it can be seen that when Mr. Qiao walked out of the main hall, he was full of joy and enthusiasm. "There is one thing that Qiao Yunnan probably never told you." Zhao Zhi said to me mischievously, "In the 12th year of Jianxing (AD 234) when the news of Kong Ming's death in the Wuzhangyuan Army reached Chengdu, Qiao Yun Nan immediately dressed lightly and traveled thousands of miles to the funeral; as soon as he left the city gate, the emperor issued an imperial decree forbidding all officials to leave the capital to pay his respects; therefore, only Qiao Zhou among the officials in the capital sent Prime Minister Zhuge on his last journey." I couldn't imagine that Mr. Qiao, who is prudent, would be so impulsive and willful.But for that person, doing such a thing is logical and satisfying. "If I were Mr. Qiao, I would do the same." I said, "After seeing their conversation, I can understand Mr.'s behavior." —— Encouraging students to take up a not very prominent official position, and the prime minister doesn't think much of it Mr. Qiao: Zhao Zhi also confirmed this point. The Prime Minister has no personal relationship with Mr. Qiao. After the first meeting, the two of them never chatted alone; but that one time... was enough.At least in that short, intimate time, the prime minister of the Han Dynasty, Wuxiang Hou Zhuge Liang, made "you" feel that you are a "person" who is valued, trusted, and entrusted, and that you are qualified and so lucky to be able to be with him. Toward the same direction, work hard for the same goal! "Strategy is in the tent, I am not as far away as Zichu! If you lift the drum, meet the army, and make the people happy and brave, you should discuss it with others." Zhao Zhi said this at the right time.This is what the Prime Minister and the First Master said when discussing Liu Ba. It means: I am far behind Liu Zichu when it comes to strategizing and winning thousands of miles; I don't think I'm doing too badly. "Kong Ming is very self-aware, isn't he?" "Really charming..." "Don't rush to praise, there is still a small end to the matter that you haven't seen yet." Zhao Zhi lifted his palm up.It was still the main hall of the Prime Minister's Mansion, Mr. Qiao's back had just disappeared at the door, and the petty officials in the hall began to laugh secretly again.This time, it was Xiang Lang who stopped them with a harsh cough. "The prime minister, please pursue frivolous people according to the law." Xiang Lang made this request directly. The clerk and I were both taken aback. "Sometimes Xiang Juda is more serious than Dong Youzai (and)." Zhao Zhi interjected.In order to discuss certain disagreements, Dong He had argued with Prime Minister Zhuge ten times before and after, which can be regarded as a record. "According to what law?" The prime minister asked with a smile. "Lack of frugality in words and deeds." "I can't help laughing, let alone them?" This was Prime Minister Zhuge's answer, and he raised his hand after saying that, "I'll trouble Juda to arrange the carriages and horses, it's time to see Mr. Du Guofu (micro)." Zhao Zhi exhaled lightly, the green smoke scattered from his palm, he picked up a pen and handed it to me. "do what?" "Aren't you going to write it down? Isn't it interesting to say, 'I can't stand alone, I can't stand the situation'?" Zhao Zhidao said, "The foundation of creating a character with words lies in the details, and direct quotations can best describe the person. Just from this One sentence can infer part of Kong Ming's character and attitude. He takes himself as a "rule" and "model". Overstepping the rules, at least not overstepping the rules—is this the logic? Erasure of his faults lightly. In the face of most innocuous situations, Kong Ming is willing to show tolerance. He knows very well when to use strict laws to restrain people and make them self-conscious ;When should we use a relaxed atmosphere to appease and make people happy; this sentence contains a humorous sentiment, and I think it is also Kong Ming's pursuit..." "Pursuit?" I grabbed the word, "Shouldn't 'witty' come naturally?" "So you think Kong Ming's nature is 'witty'?" "Uh..." I was stumped for a moment, "Maybe a part, a small part... is like this." I was not confident when I said it. 不料赵直却点点头：“确实有一小部分是。然而，在孔明性格里占主导地位的应该是谨慎、周密、认真以至过分认真吧？所谓'物以类聚，人以群分'，从单纯脾性相投的角度来看，法正与庞统都是刘玄德的好朋友，孔明却难以做到他二人的程度。” “对成就大业来说，君臣知遇比朋友相投重要得多！” “通常局面下你说的没错。可碰上特别的事时，好朋友比得力臣子更能左右事态发展。所以孔明才会在昭烈皇帝战争溃败后叹息：倘若法孝直（正）在，必能劝阻主上东征。你要承认法正能做到许多孔明做不到的事，可惜法正英年早逝，建兴初年能与孔明分担重量——不独具体事务之重，还有心理的重压——的人，实在少之又少。对孔明而言，：国家既是行政实体，又是一个沉重的理想。”赵直叹息起来，“当此之时，孔明的谨小慎微到了登峰造极的境地，他只是不肯叫人看见。不是说他为了某些目的、强迫自身或'宽容'、或'严肃'、或'诙谐'、或'犀利'，我没有说这些出于伪装，它们全是他真性情的真流露；然则与此同时，他在控制每一情绪、表征的'量'与'度'，拿捏分寸，使之不愠不火、恰到好处。陈寿你看出来了吗？虽然无法使每个人满意，可丞相”——换上这官称时，赵直脸上流露出钦敬、感念之色，“在尽力使大多数、哦……绝大多数人满意。'权倾一国'未必是褒义词，而他坦然受之。因为，在某种意义上，诸葛丞相便是汉国，至少是国家最骄傲、强大的……灵魂。” “因此我笔下的历史都围绕着丞相来铺展、运转，也没什么不对。” “我想你会用满满一部蜀书来使后人知道诸葛亮之于汉国的意义。看看吧！”赵直抖抖一叠茧纸，“有多少人因为他的一句赞叹而厕身你笔下。倘使孔明知道你这么写史，怕是要心怀怏怏了；我却很喜欢这种写法，无论怎么说，你有能力地依凭某一规律，建筑出蜀汉的夜空：德在北辰，众星拱之。”他随意一勾食指，窗格随之洞开。夜光流入斗室，凛冽寒气使我紧了紧衣，同时被一种神秘的力吸引着走向窗前。赵直跃坐在窗台上，星光勾勒出他秀媚的侧脸，他指向辽远天幕，道：“那便是北辰帝星！” 熠熠星光使我眼里忽然生出潮意：“丞相亮”、“丞相亮”……这是我多少次在史书里重复的字眼，每写一次，心里便多一分勇气与暖意。在赵直开口嘲笑我之前，我拭去泪水：“轮到我来告诉你些事了。” “果真有我永远触及不到的领域？” "certainly." “说说看？”他一副随时找茬的样。 “先帮忙弄点吃的来。”我笑道，“白天吃的少，都饿花眼了。” “喂——你竟敢……”赵直很恼怒于被当成厮仆来使唤。 “饿着肚子怎么讲故事？快去快回！可别拿丸散膏丹什么的来充数，要正常人的食物。”我厚颜无耻地补了一句，“最好有点酒。” “可恶！”毕竟是倾听欲与好奇心压倒了魇师的“尊严”，赵直越窗而去，须臾不见。半柱香的工夫后，他拎着个食盒回来了。里面东西不多，却异常精致：一盘蒸饼、一碟鱼脍，一碟渍肉，一碟鲜菱藕，一小碗菜羹和一碗豆粥，难得的是时值半夜，它们全都热气腾腾。这些入口鲜美的饭菜令我顾不得风度，几下子就吃了个七七八八。 “你看你。”赵直慢条斯理地说，“这么吃真是暴殄天物。鱼脍是松江鲈鱼，渍肉是新宰的小牛在好酒中浸了一天再调上肉酱、梅子浆和香醋，别小瞧那饼，面是用牛羊骨髓炼的脂膏加上蜂蜜和成的，莼菜羹和豆粥则是一刻前才出锅的。”他顿了顿，“怎么样，孙皓的夜宵味道如何？” 望见我愕然的表情，赵直哈哈大笑：“别为他担心，这种东西他们每个时辰要预备两份，'皇帝陛下'不吃就倒掉——当然十次有九次是倒掉的。” “竟如此奢侈！”我有些愤愤。 赵直一哂：“宵夜而已。考虑到你的心理承受能力，我没带他的正餐来，像什么人奶喂大的乳猪啊，蜜渍的活老鼠崽儿啊，还有……” “好了好了。”我几欲作呕，挥手打断他，“总之有劳了。——喏。”从怀里摸出个钱币扔给他。 “这……？”赵直耸耸肩，“别以为一个钱就能打发我。” “想到哪去了？你真是白痴吗？”我敲着几面，“看清楚那是什么。” 这是一枚标准的直百五铢钱：汉国发行的最大面值的钱币。赵直虽然认得这东西，估计从未使用过，拥有出神入化的力量的他，当然与贫苦无缘。像是意识到我存心在这枚钱币上做文章，赵直静静等待着。 “本来这个小东西，是佣工三天的薪水，可以买一石米，供一个壮丁吃上二十天，可是现在汉国亡了……它已经完全是废物了。赵直，你知道正常人的生活方式么？”不知不觉间，我说话也渐渐像赵直般的迂回，“任何正常人都不可能生产出自己需要的一切物资，所以其生活不外乎用劳动换取钱财，再用钱财购买他无法生产的各种物品。正是这买卖交流时使用的小小钱币，差点让新生的汉国灭亡，对此问题的解决，也成了诸葛丞相一生里最伟大、亦最不显眼的成就。其实，这个问题早在先帝刚刚平定蜀中时就出现了。攻克成都前，先帝为了激励士气，许诺破城后大赏三军。兑现完这个诺言后他发现，府库里剩余的财物寥寥无几。这时，新投降的刘巴给先帝出了个主意……” “刘巴？！”赵直一半是惊诧、一半是高兴他终于能插上话了，“怎么会是他？我一直不喜欢这家伙。” “咱俩又一次殊途同归。很少有人意识到，刘巴这个建议几乎毁了整个汉国。你继续听着。”我笑了，从容道，“他的建议分三步，一是官府硬性规定物价；二是铸造重量、大小与五铢钱相等，面值却相当于一百个五铢钱的大钱；三是设立官市，按照规定物价用这些大钱从百姓手里购买实物。这办法确实有效，数月之间，府库充盈。可从本质上看，这是不折不扣的饮鸩止渴。” “有这么厉害？”赵直不理解。 “当心眼珠子掉下来，我知道，某些我眼里的常识在你看来，等同于天书。”只有这时才能尽情抖一抖“正常人”的威风，“乍一看，官府用最快速度敛聚了大量物资，保证了日常用度，也没有引起什么大乱子，所以这是个好主意，对么？” "yes." “先帝也这么想，不得不说，他治理民政之才很有限，所以才欣然喝下这杯毒酒。赵直，'钱'所以能买东西，是因为铸钱的'铜'本身也是有用之物。用一般的钱进行买卖实质上还是等值交换，这一点你能理解吗？” “理解。”他听得入神。 我指指他手里的直百大钱：“可这个玩意儿，照铜片的实用价值来算，根本值不了一石米。它之能换到一石米，是因为这个……”我示意赵直把钱翻过来，指给他看背面一个小小的“为”字，“这是诸葛丞相亲手所书。从字面上看是说这枚钱的铸造地是犍为，实际上是一种担保，是政府对钱币购买力的担保。换句话说，依靠官府的强制力，它才能在市面上流通。有了国家的强力后盾，这么个成本仅值一升米的铜片片就能换一石米，这样的好买卖赵直你愿不愿意干？” "certainly." “可怕的是执政者被这最自然的反应蒙蔽住了，完全没考虑后果。因为这个买卖实在太赚，这种成本甚微的货币铸造量就容易失控。这导致老百姓手里充斥着越来越多的不值什么的钱币，物资则越来越多地被流入官府，钱多物少的结果是……” “物价上涨。”赵直做出了个正确的判断。 “没错。这也意味着百姓手里的钱事实上变少了，两者差额正是被政府无偿掠夺的部分。”我耐心地解释，“当大钱发行量渐渐超过物资生产量时，掠夺将使百姓日益贫困，而贫困达到一定限度就会导致……” “国家崩溃。”赵直脱口而出。 “不错”，我赞许道，“这种例子先前不是没有。王莽就是因为连年发动战争造成国库空虚，因而用这个办法来掠夺民财，最终民怨四起、国破家亡。董卓也滥发过不足值的小钱，以至关中民生凋敝。先帝刚入川时人心未稳，一旦在民生问题上再出乱子……” 赵直听得毛骨悚然：“没想到这法子这么毒辣，好不容易打下的江山，差点就毁于一旦。刘巴可真毒。后来呢，后来是怎么解决的？”他急切地问。 “天知道是刘巴故意使坏还是能力不足。不过能把馊主意变成好主意的，也只有丞相了。”我自豪地一笑，“丞相行事的特点是务实，总能最大限度地利用既成状况。问题的解决正在建兴初年。他最后的选择不是单纯停发、回收直百钱以挽回不良影响，而是采用更积极的政策，以直百钱代替五铢钱。” “代替？” “是啊，只要保证能买到同样多的东西，拿一百个五铢钱去和拿一个直百钱去是没什么区别的吧？” “哈哈，拿一个去还方便呢。” “要做到这点，需要两个条件。第一也是大前提，是良好的政治信誉与民望。辖下民众要认同发行者的信誉，才会在纯民间交易时也乐于接受、使用这种钱币。只有如此，直百钱才能真正进入人们的生活而不是停留在官府的帐面上。” 赵直舒了口气：“这不用担心。要说民望，昭烈和孔明怕是三国第一。” “第二条才是难点。”我继续道，“就是要维持直百钱的良性运转。首先，要公平交易、有入有出。官府不能认为直百钱不值钱，在用它征购物资的同时也要允许百姓用它购买官物、交纳赋税，这个说来容易，具体执行起来还真要花不少力气；其次，要算好发行量。先前铸造足值的钱，官府不用考虑数量问题，因为民间自有调整方法——钱若多了，人们就将钱铸成相应的金属器物；钱若少了，不足的部分就用以物易物的交易来补足。而铸直百钱的话，一旦过多，恶果便很明显，倘若过少，又起不到什么作用。所以必须经过精确的计算，判断出在一段时间内，市场上需要多少五铢钱，然后再把其中一部分按比例换成直百钱。” “这……这要怎么算？”赵直一副头大的表情。 “这个说起来就复杂多了，根本无法精确统计。大概是要综合各地主管市场贸易的官员上报的税收数据、各地人口、商贸活跃度乃至年成丰欠等多方面要素来估算。” “你是说这些都是他……？” “对，数据统计或可假手他人，大部分比对工作与最终决策却无人可以仰赖。”我心里涌起一阵莫名的内疚，“在这方面能帮助他的人太少了。这项工作一直在消耗他的精力和……生命。所以，赵直啊，当你给我看见那个接人待物、意气自若的诸葛丞相时，我是那么吃惊，难以想象他身兼名士与实干家这两种截然不同的内涵。不过再向深处想一想、想想你所说的，他有觉悟使自己成为……工具，便能了解为什么他可以、也必须承担这样的沉重与繁复。无论对人、对事，只要有利于汉国，他就去做，他令人咤舌的各方面才干亦在实干的过程里显现，各个领域的才能之士所知道与仰望的，都只是他一部分能力、兴许只是微小的一部分……这个人啊，赵直，真是上天赐给汉国的，使国家在萧瑟、挫败之时，仍然坚定不移地保有光与希望，就像他名字蕴涵的一样。唉……丞相在时不觉得什么，他不在了，才发现真的没人能与他相比。” 我与赵直沉默了好一会儿。 “对于直百钱，我还有点不明白。”赵直声音低沉，“这样做的意义是什么？直接恢复铸造足值的五铢钱不成么？” 无比自豪的情绪激荡在胸口，我朗声回答：“你知道吗？三个国家里，魏根本没有铸钱，一直维持着以物换物的交易模式；吴仿照我们汉国铸造大钱，可他们全无丞相的才能与控制力，因此吴境的大钱和王莽、董卓一样，是不折不扣的掠夺。因为运作良好，我国钱币的信誉超越了国境，在贸易活动里成为天下的商人与百姓都乐于接受的保值货币，你去魏国、吴国看看吧，天下都流传着我汉国的直百钱！这也意味着，我们一枚大钱在边贸中出境，就换来了一石粮食；同时，铸造一枚大钱，也节省了铸造等值五铢钱的一斤多铜和相应的人力；而二斤铜，就足以铸造一把威震天下、一发十矢的神弩！” 赵直怔住了。 “这些，我当时竟然一点不懂……”前所未有的，他声音里带上了一丝悔恨，这天下第一的魇师低下头，用力捏紧了拳像在克制着什么。 我理解地拍拍他肩膀：“没关系，燕雀安知鸿鹄之志。”本来一句讽刺的话，此时是再好不过的安慰。赵直却未能放松下来，他喃喃、而后大喊：“陈寿，你不知道……不知道！那时我就微笑看着这一切在眼前发生，看着一个创痍满目的国家在我眼前逐渐恢复、强大，我却根本没有意识到这一切、一切……真正的伟大之处及其……代价。那时，看着他埋首在案牍之间时，我所感到的，竟是……是嘲笑啊。真该死！我居然……嘲笑他！” “像普通人一样说出来是不是好多了？”我按住他的手。这一刻再没有什么魇师与史家，只有两个朋友在畅谈与感受过去的遗憾。 灭亡汉国的第一“功臣”邓艾在成都越发恣肆、放纵，赵直几乎每天都会带来他居功自傲、为所欲为的消息。对邓艾与曹魏来说，这无疑是最快乐的冬天。可面对巨大的功业却不知收敛，无论魇师或史家都能看出这是取祸之道。“狡兔死，走狗烹；飞鸟尽，良弓藏。”真说不清我这议论是否有咬牙切齿、幸灾乐祸之嫌，“看来邓艾也需要读读史书。功劳越大，自身处境便越危险；身处险境还飞扬跋扈、洋洋得意，再愚蠢不过……呼，国家竟被这个愚夫倾覆，真不甘。” “不甘者大有人在，愤懑的亦不只你一个。”赵直笑了。 “国之旧臣估计人人都愤懑不已！”我说。 “蜀汉以外的人，更看他不顺眼哩。” “哦？谁？” “钟会。”赵直悠然道，“姜伯约俨然已成了钟会的心腹。钟、姜二人，都从年轻时便受到明眼人的推崇，遍观三国后期——你知道我指的是孔明辞世之后，他们也算是新生代里少有的才俊之士。他俩情投意合也是自然而然的。” “情投意合？”我哽了一下，不大敢相信地说，“纵然国破家亡，无法勉强姜维独力支撑，可他至少该保有一点节气罢！上午归降，下午便与敌人觥筹交错，九泉之下，有何面目去见丞相？！”他可是被丞相另眼相待、委以重任的人呵。 “干戈玉帛，向来只一线之隔。”赵直这话充满嘲讽，“此时与邓艾一同享乐欢宴的，不正是后主陛下吗？有时'谯先生'也会作陪吧！” “你——！”羞愤之情更甚恼怒，我无法否认赵直的话，“这……这都是无奈之事。归降是为了保一方平安，若不这么做，屈膝称臣还有何意义？赵直你难道要陛下死于敌手？” “我没有这么说。因为对刘禅兴趣不大，”他“大不敬”地呼出后主的名讳，然而这已不是忌讳：失去国家的帝王，还剩什么？“我不够了解他，不知他究竟是聪明之至抑或愚昧之极，可他资质如何，也都没所谓了。” “时局到了这一步，只能……接受。” “姜伯约却没打算一味接受。”赵直忽然把话题转回，“最近我时不时会溜去剑阁。姜维、钟会这两个小兔崽子真像狼狈为奸的一对……唔，坏人。哈哈！很简单很妥当的词——坏人。钟会奋勇争胜，本想夺取蜀首功，不料邓艾那不要命的老匹夫卷个毯子就从江油摩天岭滚下去，直逼成都，迫降后主……煮熟的鸭子就这么飞了，钟会与姜维成日嘀嘀咕咕，四成时间在骂邓艾；另四成时间在算计怎么把这位胆大包天、愚不可及的同僚拽下马……”他停住了。 我只好问：“还有两成时间呢？” “你猜呢？写史的人。” “……分赃吗？” “没错！”赵直大笑，“利益。'名'也是'利'的一种，千百年来世人行事，大多无非一个'利'字。钟会给了姜维诸多许诺，除了官职、前途与钱财以外，还有一颗人头。” “这下可猜不到了。”我在赵直发问前摇摇手，“我不知道姜维有什么仇家。” “没志气。这个'仇家'的名字你不但听过，还同样想杀他而后快，能使人恨他恨到这地步，也是人才啊！”赵直吐出两个字：“黄皓。” 黄皓，一个宦官的名字。 魇师说得没错。我虽是个手无缚鸡之力的书生，也愿以仁恕之道处事，可这个人——黄皓，若有三尺青锋在手，我确实恨不能断他头颅，悬诸国门！我刹那的激愤令赵直呵呵失笑，道：“从未与他打过交道吧？怎么恨成这个样子？黄皓啊，多少人想杀他。姜维十年前就动过这个念头，一番慷慨激烈的陈辞后，后主出面和稀泥，叫出黄皓来说：你给姜将军赔个不是，你们别闹了。又对姜伯约说：你也是，黄皓只是个阉人，你与他计较什么。结果姜维反倒因为怕被黄皓报复，远避沓中。甘陵王——后主的亲弟刘永，也屡屡怒斥黄皓，想把他赶出宫闱，可不但未能如愿，自己反遭谗害，十几年不得入朝。最近邓艾也打算斩了他，算是做一件大快人心之事。可黄皓不还好端端活着吗？他买通了邓艾身边的人，为他把好话说尽，又躲过一死。这个人，”赵直又一次道，“还真是个人才，哈哈！你以为呢？” “我……”我蹙起眉，纷乱的思绪需要稍做整理才好讲述，“赵直，我记得你曾带我去看过发生在中平六年（公元１89年）的宫廷政变：青年袁绍以士人首领的身份带领中央禁军杀掉了宫里能见到的所有宦官。” “当然记得。那可是相当血腥的一幕。宦官们一个接一个死于如狼似虎的禁军刀下，年幼者亦不能幸免。红了眼的官兵追砍每一个没有胡须的人，一些没蓄须的正常男子不顾尊严，忙不迭脱下裤子表明正身。话说陈寿，倘若刘玄德身处当时，他会……” “咳！咳！”我用剧烈的咳嗽制止了赵直恶趣味的假设，“看着众多宦官被杀，