第280部分(第1/7 页)

st　garb；　turban；　feather　fan；　white　robe　of　Taoist　cut　bound　with　a　black　girdle。　The　countenance　of　the　figure　was　as　refined　as　jade；　the　lips　a　deep　red　and　the　eyes　clear。　The　figure　moved　with　the　calm　serenity　of　a　god。

〃Who　are　you；　Sir？〃　asked　Zhong　Hui；　rising。

〃Out　of　gratitude　for　your　kindly　visit　this　morning；　I　would　make　a　munication。　Though　the　Hans　have　declined　and　the　mandate　of　the　Eternal　cannot　be　disobeyed；　yet　the　people　of　the　west；　exposed　to　the　inevitable　miseries　of　war；　are　to　be　pitied。　After　you　have　passed　the　frontier；　do　not　slay　ruthlessly。〃

Then　the　figure　disappeared　with　a　flick　of　the　sleeves　of　its　robe；　nor　would　it　stay　to　answer　any　questions。

Zhong　Hui　awoke　and　knew　that　he　had　been　dreaming；　but　he　felt　that　the　spirit　of　Zhuge　Liang　the　Martial　Lord　had　visited　him；　and　he　was　astonished。

He　issued　an　order　that　the　leading　division　of　his　army　should　bear　a　white　flag　with　six　words　plainly　written　thereon；　Secure　the　state；　fort　the　people　；　so　that　all　might　know　that　no　violence　was　to　be　feared。　If　anyone　was　slain　wantonly；　then　the　offender　should　pay　with　his　own　life。　This　tender　care　was　greatly　appreciated；　so　that　the　invaders　were　weled　in　every　step。　Zhong　Hui　soothed　the　people；　and　they　suffered　no　injury。

Those　phantom　armies　circling　in　the　gleam

Moved　Zhong　Hui　to　sacrifice　at　Zhuge　Liang's　tomb；

For　the　Lius　had　Zhuge　Liang　wrought　unto　the　end；

Though　dead；　he　would　the　Han　people　still　defend。

Jiang　Wei　at　Tazhong　heard　of　the　invasion　and　wrote　to　his　three　generals………Zhang　Yi；　Liao　Hua；　and　Dong　Jue………to　march　against　the　enemy；　while　he　prepared　to　repulse　them　if　they　came　to　his　station。

Soon　they　came；　and　he　went　o