Zhuge Liang fingiu a morte? Então eu vou construir o Shu Han mais forte!
No quarto ano de Jianxing, no ano anterior à Expedição ao Norte de Zhuge Liang! Repentinamente... morreu? Se o Chanceler já partiu, esta Shu Han não está sob meu comando, Yang Yi? Diretamente estabele
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In the year 226, the Northern Expedition of Shu Han was imminent.
Within the capital city of Shu, in the office of the Chief Clerk to the Prime Minister—
"Chief Clerk! Chief Clerk!" An urgent and pressing cry echoed from outside the courtyard, prompting Yang Yi to look up.
Bang!
The door was suddenly flung open. The newcomer wore a dark blue long robe and an official cap, his brows furrowed and his expression grave from the moment he entered.
This man was none other than Zhao Li, a trusted retainer of Yang Yi’s household.
"My lord, the Prime Minister has passed away!"
Disbelief and shock were written across Zhao Li’s face, equally stunned by the news he bore.
"What did you say?!"
Yang Yi froze, his brush halting mid-air.
Zhao Li swallowed hard, repeating:
"The Prime Minister has died—he breathed his last at dawn!"
"Since the grand court debate two days ago, the Prime Minister caught a chill and has not left his residence!"
"I received word and even went to his manor to confirm—the news is beyond doubt."
Zhuge Liang has died?!
Yang Yi felt the world spinning around him.
It was only the fourth year of the Jianxing era—Zhuge Liang was to marshal his forces in Hanzhong and begin the Northern Expedition in the fifth year. Even if his death was fated, it should have been seven years hence! For Zhuge Liang to die before even launching this year's campaign—it made no sense!
Yang Yi’s thoughts race