Zhuge Liang's Journey to Dominate the World: Starting from Another World

"The willow head on the moon, after about dusk."

"What a beautiful poem, what a beautiful imagery..."

"Who wrote this? It's so fitting for the occasion..."

A group of men and women were gathered together discussing...

Just as the group was immersed in the imagery of the poem, a tall, imposing man wearing a silver mask quietly approached.

"Tonight, on the Lantern Festival, the moon and lanterns remain the same. But the one from my dreams is nowhere to be seen; I wander alone, spear in hand!"

"it is good!"

"That was a perfect catch! A perfect blend of softness and strength, absolutely brilliant..."

A group of people cheered in unison.

The silver-masked man's voice was gentle and magnetic, which made Tie Yuanzhu's heart flutter.

She glanced sideways, her eyes meeting those of the silver-masked man, and her heart pounded uncontrollably.

“Brother Crown Prince, I want to go and meet him!” Tie Yuanzhu said, and walked towards the man.

"This young master's poetic talent is truly admirable. I wonder if he could compose another poem for me on the spot?"

"This... the Prime Minister didn't teach me!" the silver-masked man muttered, glancing in one direction every now and then.

All of this was observed by Kongming, who was not far away. The silver-masked man was none other than Zhao Yun, whom Kongming had instigated to go.

Zhao Yun was handsome and dashing. Although he wore a mask, his extraordinary qualities were immediately apparent. Which young woman wouldn't be captivated by him? This was also part of Zhuge Liang's strategy of using a handsome man to win over the hearts of women...

"The ospreys cry 'guan guan' on the river's islet. A fair maiden, a gentleman's ideal..."

In a moment of quick thinking, Zhao Yun finally recited a poem from the pre-Qin period that praised women, albeit in a stiff and awkward manner.

As he finished speaking, there was a moment of silence, followed by even more enthusiastic applause and shouts.

Upon hearing this, Tie Yuanzhu blushed. She hadn't expected the other party to be so direct, and a strange feeling welled up in her heart.

She parted her lips slightly, her voice tinged with shyness and anticipation: "Young master, you are truly exceptionally talented, I admire you greatly. Would you be willing to join me in appreciating the lanterns and reciting poetry, to share this beautiful evening?"

Sweat beaded on Zhao Yun's forehead, and he glanced at Kongming again without making a sound.

The latter nodded slightly to him, and Zhao Yun already regretted his past actions. He had never been afraid of killing enemies on the battlefield, but when he faced a woman, he appeared clumsy and awkward.

He smiled bitterly to himself; this was the Prime Minister's order, yet he had no choice but to bite the bullet and comply.

Zhao Yun gently clasped his hands in a fist salute, trying to make his voice sound as natural as possible: "It is difficult to refuse the young lady's kind invitation, so I will gladly oblige."

After saying that, he subtly adjusted his breathing, trying to calm his inner unease.

The two walked side by side, weaving through the colorful lights. The streets under the night sky were bathed in soft light, adding a touch of romance and warmth.

Women are always easily influenced by these things.

Tie Yuanzhu would occasionally steal glances at the handsome man beside her.

"Young master, would you be willing to see my appearance?"

"This……"

Zhao Yun hesitated, saying that according to the rules here, once he agreed, he would also have to show his true face to people.

Before he could react, Tie Yuanzhu had already removed her exquisite mask, revealing a handsome face close to Zhao Yun's.

"do I look good?"

Tie Yuanzhu blinked her beautiful eyes and asked expectantly.

"nice!"

"Young master, it's your turn!"

"I...I'm ugly..." Zhao Yun stammered.

"Even if it's ugly, I'll still look!"

As Tie Yuanzhu spoke, she reached out and ripped off Zhao Yun's mask. It has to be said, women from the grasslands are incredibly bold! Let's try someone else…

Zhao Yun's mask slipped off, revealing a lean yet resolute face with sword-like eyebrows, bright eyes, and a straight nose. Although he could not be described as having the looks of Pan An, he possessed an extraordinary heroic spirit that inspired both awe and a sense of peace.

"Please excuse my poor appearance, young lady!"

Tie Yuanzhu smiled mischievously, her smile as bright as a flower blooming in spring.

"Young master, you are even more handsome than I imagined."

Zhao Yun felt a little embarrassed by what was said, so he coughed lightly, trying to ease the sudden awkward atmosphere.

"You flatter me, young lady. I am but a rough man. I am fortunate that you do not mind my humble opinion and are willing to enjoy the lanterns with me."

As Zhao Yun spoke, he rubbed the sweat from his palms and continued his stroll with Tie Yuanzhu amidst the dim lights...

Kongming stood at a distance, holding a feather fan, a strange smile playing on his lips, before walking toward the Crown Prince of the Great Yuan.

"I wonder if the Crown Prince's poison from the silkworm has recurred recently?"

Upon hearing this, the Crown Prince of the Great Yuan Dynasty's expression changed slightly, clearly wary of Kongming's sudden question. He stared at Kongming and asked, "Who are you?"

"Your Highness, rest assured, I am not the villain who ordered the poisoning!" Kongming said, shaking his feather fan.

"You...you are Zhuge Kongming?"

Temujincheng glanced at the feather fan in Kongming's hand, a hint of disbelief flashing in his eyes. He thought to himself that this scoundrel was so bold as to come to the Great Yuan Imperial City again.

However, after a slight pause, he quickly stepped forward to perform the kneeling ceremony.

However, Kongming gently waved his feather fan, and a gentle force stopped him, then subtly planted a sorcery curse into his body.

"Your Highness, there is no need for such formalities. I have come here not only to re-examine the cold poison in Your Highness's body, but also to discuss important matters with you."

Upon hearing this, Temujin was immediately startled. "My benefactor, could it be that the cold poison in my body has not yet been cured?"

"Last time, in my haste to treat His Highness the Crown Prince, I forgot to tell the Emperor of the Great Yuan that one of my treatments can temporarily suppress this poison for two years. This poison is exceptionally potent and cannot be cured in a day! Your Highness, please take a look at your chest to see if there is any remaining poison about to take effect!"

Upon hearing this, Temujin was greatly alarmed. He hurriedly pulled open his clothes and saw a faint, eerie light emanating from his chest, which seemed to be spreading outwards.

Temujincheng's mask trembled slightly as his facial muscles twitched.

Kongming waved his feather fan, staring at the face behind Temujin's mask, and thought to himself, if this person is as ruthless as his father, then he wouldn't mind using some tricks.

Kongming was secretly calculating in his heart, but his face remained calm as he continued, "However, Your Highness, rest assured, now that I am here, I can ensure that Your Highness is at ease!"

Upon hearing this, Temujin was overjoyed. Although he had some doubts, he dared not risk his life, as he had personally experienced the power of the Ice Silkworm's poison.

Then he looked at Kongming with some apprehension, "Thank you for saving my life, my benefactor. I wonder what important matter you wish to discuss with me, Master Zhuge? I will do my utmost to help you with anything I can do."

"Hahaha...Easy! Then this immortal master will see how you perform!" Kongming replied with a forced smile, waving his feather fan.

I saved this guy's life before, but in return, he was relentlessly hunted down by the Emperor of Yuan. This time, it's time to reap some interest.

The Gu he secretly planted on Tie Mujincheng was actually the same thing he used to subdue the three Ruan brothers. It was terrifying enough to kill anyone, but any cultivator could easily remove it.

However, due to his preconceived notions, Temujincheng was convinced that this was the residual poison of the Cold Silkworm.

Kongming's actions made him even more hesitant to act rashly, after all, the power of this cold poison was something even the three major sects were helpless against...