Being a tour guide for historical celebrities, the motherland is amazed again

"Hmm? Could it be that the lord's ancestral hall was preserved because of me?" Zhuge Liang looked puzzled.

He didn't know that in later generations, his fame would surpass Liu Bei's.

After leaving the Wuhou Temple, Su Jiahe took the group to the Du Fu Thatched Cottage next door.

"Where is this place?" Zhuge Liang asked.

"This is the former residence of a poet five hundred years later who wrote many poems praising your achievements."

Several people walked into an exhibition hall and saw black stone tablets displayed on the exhibition stand, engraved with famous poems from Du Fu's life.

"His achievements covered three kingdoms, and his name was made by the Eight Diagrams Formation. The river flows but the stones do not move, leaving behind regrets for not conquering Wu."

"Where can I find the Prime Minister's shrine? Outside Jinguan City stand dense cypresses. The green grass on the steps reflects the beauty of spring, and through the leaves the orioles sing their sweet songs. He visited me three times to seek advice on state affairs, and he helped the old ministers of two dynasties. He died before he could achieve his goal, leaving heroes with tears."

"Zhuge's name is known throughout the universe, and his portrait as a patriarch remains awe-inspiring. He orchestrated the division of the country into three kingdoms, a mere feather in the clouds of eternity. Yi and Lu are his equals, while Xiao and Cao are his equals. The Han dynasty has shifted, and its restoration is impossible. I am determined to sacrifice myself for the military service."

As Su Jiahe walked, he read the poems on the stone tablet to Zhuge Liang.

"I failed in the Northern Expedition and was unable to return to the old capital to repay the emperor's kindness. I am really ashamed that later generations respect me so much." Zhuge Liang sighed with his head down.

"Prime Minister, do you know? In the eyes of future generations, Shu Han is the most romantic dynasty." Su Jiahe said.

"Most romantic? Why?"

"People don't care about your success or failure. On the contrary, a group of people, knowing that the odds of success are slim, have fought bravely for a promise, a dream, and sacrificed their lives for their country. The king does not doubt his subjects, and the subjects do not doubt their king. This is loyalty!"

"Loyalty and righteousness?" Zhuge Liang walked out of the exhibition hall, looked at the distant sky, and nodded slightly. "Indeed, life is nothing more than 'loyalty and righteousness'."

After visiting Du Fu's Thatched Cottage, it was already late. Seeing that Zhuge Liang looked a little tired, Su Jiahe hurriedly took them back to the hotel to rest.

"Prime Minister, are you okay?" Su Jiahe asked with concern.

"I'm fine." Zhuge Liang walked into the guest room, sat on the chair, stroked his chest, and his breathing calmed down.

"Husband, are you tired today?" Huang Yueying hurriedly took a bottle of water.

After half an hour, Zhuge Liang's strength gradually recovered, and Su Jiahe took everyone downstairs to eat.

As night falls, the city is brightly lit and bustling with people.

"The Shu land in later generations is so prosperous and lively." Zhuge Liang was mesmerized by the night view of the street through the restaurant glass.

"Jinguan City's nightlife is famous throughout the country. I'll take the Prime Minister and his wife for a stroll down the street later."

After dinner, a few people strolled on the sidewalk in the city center. There were many hawkers on both sides, and many men and women in beautiful clothes sat in groups of three or five in small shops or gathered in front of stalls.

"Sister Su, the nights here are more lively than those in Bohai City, and people seem to be living a leisurely life." He Shuangqing looked around curiously.

"Yes, there has been a saying since ancient times that 'one should not go to Sichuan when young'. People in Sichuan are relatively good at enjoying life." Su Jiahe said to everyone.

"Good, good," Zhuge Liang said with a pleased smile. "Our ancestors overcame difficulties and paved the way for the future generations, wasn't it all for the sake of ensuring that future generations could live and work in peace and contentment, and have no worries about food and clothing?"

The few of them chatted as they walked, and unknowingly arrived at Taikoo Li Plaza.

"Miss Su, what are those people doing?" Zhuge Liang suddenly pointed at a group of people and asked.

Su Jiahe looked in the direction Zhuge Liang pointed, and saw a group of people dressed in very unique styles, walking down the street for photos in the square.

One of them was a young man with fair skin and thin figure, wearing a slim-fitting top, black shorts, a pair of long Martin boots, and sunglasses, and walking on the catwalk with a slightly seductive manner.

There was also a tall, long-haired beauty wearing a very cool golden dress and walking confidently in the middle with her long legs. A group of people around her were carrying cameras and following her closely to take pictures.

There was even a prankster who put on a coat that was several sizes larger than himself and hid his head in the collar. From a distance, you really looked like a headless man walking on the street.

"Prime Minister, the future is a very tolerant world. Some people like to dress differently from others," Su Jiahe explained. "This square is where these people often gather and hang out."

"These people... are celebrities, right?" Zhuge Liang stared at the group of people and took a long time to come up with this word.

After hearing what Zhuge Liang said, Su Jiahe almost burst out laughing.

Most of the famous scholars in the Wei and Jin Dynasties were unrestrained, cynical and unique people. They expressed their dissatisfaction with the world through bizarre behavior.

It seems appropriate to describe that group of people as "celebrities".

Suddenly, two girls wearing Hanfu came from the opposite direction. They were dressed very elegantly, with their hair full of pearls and jade, and their jewelry jingled as they walked.

"Huh? There are other ancient people here?" Zhuge Liang was shocked.

"They are not ancient people, they just wore ancient clothes. Nowadays, wearing ancient costumes is a fashion," said Su Jiahe.

"There are really hundreds of schools of thought in later generations." Zhuge Liang stroked his beard and laughed heartily a few times.

Others, wearing heavy makeup, sang and danced in front of selfie sticks around the square.

"What are they doing?" Zhuge Liang asked.

"Prime Minister, these people are doing a live broadcast, which is..." Su Jiahe was speechless for a moment, not knowing how to explain to people who lived 1,700 years ago.

"To put it simply, one person performs in front of a mobile phone, and people all over the world can watch it through their phones," said He Shuangqing.

"Yes, that's about right."

"Ah? This is incredible." Zhuge Liang said in amazement, "How did they manage to get everyone to see it?"

"That's the power of the Internet, but it's too complicated to explain."

"It seems that the later generations are much smarter than the previous generations." Huang Yueying sighed.

"That can't be said. After all, things created by later generations are based on the foundations of their predecessors."

As the night deepened, the temperature dropped sharply. Su Jiahe was worried that Zhuge Liang might catch a cold, so she took everyone back to the hotel.

"This little black box is so magical." Zhuge Liang sat on the chair, concentrating on studying the mobile phone in his hand.

"Prime Minister, don't underestimate this thing because it looks magical. It's actually very easy to learn." Su Jiahe sat opposite Zhuge Liang and instructed him on how to use various software.

This mobile phone has been used by many tourists. With the help of big data, almost all software pushes historical content.

"I never thought that people from all over the world could discuss the past and present together through this small box." Zhuge Liang was deeply shocked as he looked at the screen.

"Husband, look, you are mentioned here." Huang Yueying reached out and clicked on a post. Zhuge Liang took a look at the title and was stunned.

"If Zhuge Liang were given unlimited instant noodles, would he succeed in the Northern Expedition?"

"What does it mean?"