"Let's go, of course you said that, stupid bird," Yaqin also smiled.

"Okay, anyway, I have completed three seals. This is the right time to take a good rest. Anyway, there is enough time. Let's go together," Jian Yumei said to them.

Xueer and Yaqin cheered.

Grandma smiled. Looking at these two girls, grandma seemed to be younger herself now.

Although she looks so young.

At this moment, Jian Yumei thought of the couplet about Dongting Lake, which leads to Wu Gorge in the north and Xiaoxiang in the south.

Unexpectedly, we would soon be heading north to Wu Gorge.

Jian Yumei and others boarded the passenger ship to Chongqing, and they headed west.

Jian Yumei was on the passenger ship when she suddenly remembered Du Fu's poems.

Thinking of the feeling of caring about the country and the people.

I don't know why, but Jian Yumei recently read Fan Zhongyan's articles, Du Fu's poems, and so many quotations from literati throughout the ages. He is very proud of what he has done.

In the past, he only did it with excitement. Now, he felt even more that what he did was very just and legitimate.

He was even more confident.

This passenger ship was heading west. Jian Yumei sighed as she remembered that Du Fu had wandered here from Bashu.

Because it was a tragedy of a national era.

Jian Yumei talked to everyone all the way up the river.

Jian Yumei set out from Hunan with them and went up the river.

When the boat was walking on the river, Jian Yumei saw the red sun on both sides always rising and setting among the reeds. The river was vast, and suddenly she felt a lot of emotions.

"What are you thinking about?" Yaqin asked him.

"I remembered a lot. I remember many ancient poems about wandering on the Yangtze River. At this time, on the Chu River, I felt deeply," Jian Yumei said.

"The poems by Du Fu and Li Bai you mentioned, 'Flying to the Sky under the Moon' and 'The Moon Surges in the River', aren't they very touching," Yaqin said.

"The past events of thousands of years in China seem to be in one river and one river, and there are many stories about the Yangtze River in many dynasties," Jian Yumei said.

"Well, yes, 'The river flows day and night,' and also, 'The Yangtze River rolls eastward, and the waves wash away the heroes. Right and wrong, success and failure are all gone, but the green mountains are still there, and the sunset is red several times.' There is a lot of water in this Yangtze River.

Heroes have passed by, many talented men and beautiful women have passed by, no wonder you feel emotional," Yaqin said.

"Well, everything at this moment is so beautiful and spectacular," Jian Yumei looked at the red sunset.

Dusk is rising on the river.

They walked past the red cliff and saw the big Taoist talisman on the stone wall, and Jian Yumei felt moved.

"What is that," Xueer asked.

At this moment, the passenger ship is moving slowly.

"That was a Taoist talisman that sealed a group of ghosts. During the Chibi War, many war dead died there, so later people carved a big Taoist talisman there to seal those wronged souls so that they would no longer cause trouble," Jian

Yu Mei said.

"Hey, they are so pitiful. They were driven here to die and were sealed here after death," Xue'er said.

"Actually, many people have been saved. It's just that some people with great resentment are sealed here. The master who made that Taoist talisman is actually very humane," Jian Yumei said.

At this moment, looking at the huge Taoist talisman, Jian Yumei seemed to have seen those scenes.

In those scenes, the sky was full of blood and fire, there were killing sounds everywhere, death everywhere, and burning warships everywhere.

Thick smoke obscured the sun, and everything was so cruel.

In those battlefields, all the heroes seen in the drama appeared there.

It's just those soldiers who struggled in the fire, squirmed in the pool of blood, and choked to death in the water.

Jian Yumei closed his eyes. He knew that scenes like this often appeared. Throughout history, there were many such past events, but the Chibi War of the Three Kingdoms was particularly tragic. It was just a heroic story.

That night, Jian Yumei's ship docked at Red Cliff.

When the bright moon rose, Jian Yumei couldn't sleep, so he walked out of the cabin.

The bright moon poured down on the river, everything was like a dream.

At this moment, Jian Yumei saw a person standing on the cliff from a distance.

Jian Yumei thought it was a living person, and he thought, who is standing there in the middle of the night, who seems to be enjoying himself.

But soon, he was surprised to find that the man had no shadow in the moonlight.

Because his figure had a shadow under the moonlight, Jian Yumei accidentally saw that person from a distance, but there was no shadow.

Then he is no longer a human being.

Jian Yumei thought in surprise.

He slowly approached.

When he got closer, he realized that the man was actually dressed in ancient costume.

I saw that his hair was long and draped over his shoulders, and his body was fully armored.

He held a halberd in his hand.

I saw him looking at the bright moon, "The stars are sparse in the moon, the crows and magpies are flying south, and there are three branches around the branches. There are no branches to rely on."

As he sang, he raised his halberd and waved it there.

Jian Yumei knew that it was undoubtedly Cao Mengde.

When Cao Mengde disembarked from the warship, on a bright moon night, he sang the lyrics of the song in front of the civil and military officials.

The scene at that time seemed to be still in front of Jian Yumei.

But at this moment, Cao Mengde was filled with endless sorrow.

"My fellow soldiers, you are buried here. I, Meng De, feel endless guilt. I wish you could be reborn. I would take you with me to destroy Jiangdong and unify the world. However, it backfired. What a tragedy," Cao Cao sighed there.

Then he raised his halberd and sang there, "Life is short, and there are not many days left. It is sad for the brave man, his songs are in vain,"

Listening to this desolate song, Jian Yumei seemed to be crying.

A few years ago, he was a newborn calf who was not afraid of tigers, but now that he has experienced these things, Jian Yumei feels that he can vaguely understand Cao Cao's mood.

Sometimes, not all one person can achieve.

Being able to do it is just a dream, but the world is ruthless and fortunes fluctuate. Even a hero may defeat Maicheng. Even with Meng De's courage, Guan Gong must be allowed to capture and release Cao. Jian Yumei thought about this, and Very emotional.

Jian Yumei didn't bother him and let him do his best there.

But at this moment, Jian Yumei suddenly saw more people.

That Cao Cao seemed to have sensed their arrival, and he quietly escaped.

Jian Yumei thought that Cao Cao was very wise now and did not fight these people to the death. Maybe he knew that what he was powerful about back then was his momentum and strategy with millions of troops. If he wanted to fight hard, these people were more skilled. Let's get together.

Jian Yumei saw a group of people walking over.

"Brother, this is Chibi. This is where our battlefield was," said a big black man.

Jian Yumei was hiding in the dark. When he saw these people, there was no trace of them.

Among these people, one has a white face with Chinese characters and drooped ears, and the other has a feather fan and a turban. He looks like a Confucian or a Taoist, but the sharpness in his eyes is like a soldier.

Beside them, behind them, was a big man with a red face. He was dressed in green robes, and in his hand was a Qinglong Yanyue Sword with a cold light shining brightly.

The red-faced man was talking to another black-faced man. The black-faced man was holding a spear eight feet long in his hand.

A few of them came to the cliff.

Seeing the Taoist talisman, the white-faced man sighed, "The battle was so brutal that day, and it will still leave traces after thousands of years."

"Lord, it's everyone's destiny. The so-called time is destiny. If you don't do it on the day, what will happen? If you do it, how can you know the joys and sorrows of the eternity?" The man with the feather fan and scarf also sighed.

"Yes, that day I was eight feet long with a spear, and Zhang Yide from Yan was here. Throughout the ages, the glory is still there, hahaha," said the black-faced man.

"Third brother, you are so cool, but after all, the conflict between the Three Kingdoms caused so many innocent people to die. During the Eastern Han Dynasty, nine out of every ten households were wiped out, and many of the survivors fled to other places. The cities and villages were so horribly desolate. That was not what they looked like in the prosperous times. said the red-faced man.

Jian Yumei knew that these were Liu Bei, Guan Yu, Zhang Fei and Kong Ming.
Chapter completed!