Chapter 348

"My Lord, don't cry! My Lord, don't worry!"

"Military advisor, how can I not cry, how can I not worry?"

"My Lord, I already have a countermeasure. In this Netherworld, Wei, Shu, and Wu stand in a tripod. Now Wei is strong, with our Shu's military strength, I fear it's hard to resist alone. For the current plan, we should join forces with Wu to resist Cao."

"Since we are to join forces to resist Cao, then we must quickly send an envoy?"

"My Lord, don't worry, I sent an envoy ten days ago, I think there will be results in these few days."

"Oh. Then I can rest assured. Hmm, what is this, so fragrant!"

The crying man stopped crying, he smelled the fish aroma coming from outside the big tent.

Zhuge Buliang's old face tightened. Damn, forgot to tell Zhang Xingyu to send the grilled fish later.

"Military advisor, I haven't eaten with you for a long time, why don't you eat with me in the tent today!" The crying man said.

"As you command!" Zhuge Buliang's mouth twitched.

Outside the big tent, Zhang Xingyu happily put away the autographs of the five divine generals.

At this moment, he finally figured out the identities of these five divine generals.

Beautiful bearded general, Zhang Fei.

Leopard head and round eyes, Guan Yu.

White armor, Ma Chao.

Silver armor, Zhao Yun.

Only an old general Huang Zhong, whose name and image were completely consistent.

Rare. Finally met one whose name and image were consistent.

He picked up the tray and walked into the main military tent.

In the center of the big tent, behind the commander's desk, sat a middle-aged man who was eight feet tall, face like jade, wearing a golden crown, and clad in a crane cloak.

Liu Bei, Liu Xuande.

Although this guy's image was swapped with Zhuge Buliang's, Zhang Xingyu saw through his identity at a glance.

This logic is actually very simple.

In this main military tent, besides the King of Shu, Liu Bei, who else would dare to sit on the commander's seat and let the military advisor Zhuge Buliang serve on the side?

As soon as Zhang Xingyu entered the main tent, Liu Bei's eyes never left the tray in his hand.

"Quick, quick, bring it up!" Liu Bei's appetite was whetted, and he swallowed his saliva wildly.

As soon as the grilled fish was sent to the desk, he couldn't wait to pick up his chopsticks.

"Hmm! Delicious!"

Liu Bei moved his chopsticks like flying, and in less than five minutes, a three-catty grilled fish was left with only a bare skeleton.

Liu Bei licked the fish oil on the tips of his chopsticks, and only then reluctantly put down the chopsticks in his hand.

He touched his long beard embarrassedly: "Military advisor, sorry! This fish was really too delicious. I couldn't help myself, and ate it all."

Then, he looked at Zhang Xingyu: "Who is that? Go grill a few more, I want to eat with the military advisor!"

Zhuge Buliang spat out a mouthful of old blood: "My Lord, just this one, there are no more. This Yin-Yang Fish, I waited for ten years by the river to catch it."

"This... Military advisor, I'm really sorry. How about next time, next time I'll have someone catch one and invite you to eat!"

Zhang Xingyu put away the bowls and chopsticks and was about to lift his leg to leave the tent, when he heard a shout from outside the tent: "Report! Lord Jian Yong is back from Jiangdong."

"Quick, announce him!"

Hearing that the envoy was back from Jiangdong, Liu Bei couldn't care about his shame, and stood up from behind the commander's desk with a swoosh.

A moment later, the tent door was lifted, and a man in green clothes and a green hat walked in from outside the tent.

The man walked into the tent, first bowed to Liu Bei: "Subject Jian Yong pays respects to the King!"

After paying respects to Liu Bei, he bowed to Zhuge Buliang, and only then did Jian Yong slowly open his mouth: "King, military advisor, big, big trouble!"

"What's wrong?" Liu Bei heard this and walked out from behind the desk anxiously.

"Report, report King. Jiangdong does, does not, agree..." Jian Yong stammered, unable to speak clearly for a while.

"Alas. Jian, my dear subject, you are really going to worry me to death!" Liu Bei heard this and almost worried himself into a heart attack.

At this time, Zhuge Buliang walked out and said softly to Jian Yong: "Jian Yong, don't worry, use gestures to speak."

"Yes, yes. Jiangdong does not, agree to form an alliance, un, unless..."

"Unless what?" Zhuge Buliang asked for Liu Bei.

"Un, unless we, we offer the divine object Yin, Yin-Yang Fish." Jian Yong finally finished speaking.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead, and then breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Yin-Yang Fish?"

Liu Bei and Zhuge Buliang looked at each other, then looked at each other in dismay.

At this moment, Liu Bei wished he could slap himself: "Why was my mouth so greedy. If I hadn't eaten that fish just now, maybe there would still be a chance to form an alliance with Eastern Wu."

Zhuge Buliang also wished he could slap himself: "Why didn't I let that brat raise the fish for a few more days. If this fish hadn't been grilled, then the matter of the Wu-Shu alliance would have been a matter of course."

Thinking of this, Zhuge Buliang cast his gaze toward Zhang Xingyu at the entrance of the main tent.

Zhang Xingyu felt his scalp tingle from his gaze. Zhuge Buliang's look at him was exactly the same as when he saw the grilled Yin-Yang Fish just now.

This old brat, he wouldn't want to send me away as a Yin-Yang Fish, would he?

However, the premise is that he must be able to turn me into a Yin-Yang Fish. Although I have the divine ability to transform into a fish myself, I haven't revealed it to him yet.

Zhang Xingyu was feeling uneasy, when a crisp sound of a slap came to his ears.

He looked up and saw Liu Bei slapping his thigh with a palm.

Liu Bei finished slapping himself, then looked at Zhuge Buliang pitifully: "Military advisor, it's all my fault for being greedy. Now, now what should we do?"

Seeing tears flowing from the corners of Liu Bei's eyes, Zhuge Buliang comforted him softly.

"My Lord, don't worry! My Lord, don't cry!"

"Military advisor, how can I not worry, how can I not cry?"

"My Lord, I already have a countermeasure. This time, I will personally go to Eastern Wu, and I will definitely persuade the King of Wu to agree to form an alliance."

"But, but, they want the Yin-Yang Fish. That fish was eaten by me."

"My Lord, don't worry, there will be Yin-Yang Fish, and the alliance will definitely be successful."

"Oh! Then I'll have to trouble you, military advisor!"

Liu Bei wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and finally stopped asking.

Since Zhuge Buliang said there would be Yin-Yang Fish, then there must be Yin-Yang Fish.

Since Zhuge Buliang said the alliance would be successful, then it must be successful.

Because, ever since he visited the thatched cottage three times to invite Zhuge Buliang down the mountain, everything Zhuge Buliang had said had come true.

In his heart, Zhuge Buliang was his reliance, and in his heart, Zhuge Buliang was a god who could do anything.

Zhuge Buliang was very satisfied with Liu Bei's expression.

He bowed to Liu Bei and said: "My Lord, please rest assured, I will leave for Jiangdong immediately. My Lord, just wait here for my good news!"

Liu Bei stepped forward and pulled his arm: "Thank you, military advisor! I'll have to trouble you, military advisor! Military advisor, can I send my second and third brothers to accompany you? They are the bravest in the three armies, and they will definitely be able to protect you and return safely!"

"No need. The second and third generals command the troops, and they should stay by your side. I am going to Jiangdong this time, and I only need a small boat and a boy to accompany me."

"Not appropriate, not appropriate. The military advisor is the pillar of my Shu Kingdom, and there must be no mistakes. This time, I will send Zilong to accompany and protect the military advisor, to ensure everything is safe."

Zhuge Buliang saw that Liu Bei insisted, so he didn't refuse again. Zhao Yun was Liu Bei's guard commander, and Liu Bei sending him was both an honor and a favor. What the Lord gives, one cannot refuse. So he had no choice but to agree.

Liu Bei saw Zhuge Buliang agree, and only then slowly loosened his grip on Zhuge Liang's arm.

His big hand was very powerful, and Zhuge Buliang estimated that his arm had been bruised by his Lord.

However, he was still very grateful to Liu Bei. Isn't this the best proof that the Lord relies on him?

He bowed to Liu Bei again, showing a look of gratitude.

"My Lord treats me with kindness as heavy as a mountain. Even if I were to die, I couldn't repay my Lord's great kindness. My Lord, I'm going now!"

Liu Bei stepped forward, and the monarch and subject performed another great play of a wise monarch and respectful subject.

After the play, the two held hands and walked out of the main tent side by side.

Zhang Xingyu was about to express his feelings, when Zhuge Buliang's shout came to his ears: "Zhang Xingyu, what are you still standing there for? Hurry back and prepare. In a quarter of an hour, we depart immediately!"