Although the sacrificial temple house in Gaoling has withstood years of wind, frost, rain and snow, it still looks very majestic.

The heavy temple gate, the green moss marks on the stone street, and the high spiritual throne of the late king all made Yu Jin feel lost.

He quietly looked at everything in the temple, and suddenly caught a glimpse of the murals that had been added not long ago on the wall.

The people in the painting are people in battle.

There are enemies, there are colleagues, and there is also oneself who is kneeling on the ground.

The content of the mural is that when Guan Yu flooded the Seventh Army, Pang De would rather die than surrender, while he knelt down and begged for mercy...

Unexpectedly, he would suffer such humiliation again in front of the late king. Yu Jin's lips could not help but begin to tremble.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, why are you doing this... If you want this old minister to die, why bother with all the tricks!"

Yu Jin grinned bitterly, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he fell to the ground!

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty..."

Yu Jin finally raised his eyes and glanced at Cao Cao's spiritual throne.

"Jin... I'm sorry for you..., Jin, I'm here to find you..."

Although spring has arrived, the north wind blowing into Luoyang is still so cold.

In the residence of Marquis Yishou Ting, Yu Gui carefully read the letter sent from Ye County.

This is my father's suicide note...

[Note 3: "Three Kingdoms·Wei Shujiu": "...the mausoleum is painted with Guan Yu defeated in battle, Pang De angry, forbidden to surrender. Forbidden to see, ashamed and sick."]

Yu Gui seemed to be in disbelief. He opened the envelope tremblingly and looked at the familiar strokes in the letter. The strokes were like knives and swords, engraved on the apex of his heart, which was painful.

"When I think about this life, I have no nostalgia for my son. I have no regrets in my heart and will devote myself to serving the country...

Yu Jin Yu Wen Ze, the last writing..."

Yu Gui looked at the last piece of paper. After a long time, he finally felt so sad that he fell to the ground and cried bitterly.

Why, when I had just reunited with my father, and what I had been searching for for so many years before I finally found and obtained, why was it so quickly taken away by heaven?

"Why......"

Yu Gui, who had always been deep, elegant, gentle and modest, was like a tiger escaping from its cage, roaring crazily.

Yu Jin, a famous military general throughout his life, and later a prisoner who received mixed reputations, finally passed away in the mourning temple of the Wei Dynasty.

Perhaps, this is the best destination for him.

It started in Wei and ended in Wei.

"...

The hearts of the seven armies are all fierce, and the generals will soar with wings in the tiger's pocket.

The Jingyi can sweep across the sky, and Baidi City is as high as a wall.

The fodder and horses feed in the morning and want to fight, and the sound of thunder hits the sun in the Yin Mountains.

It has been rainy and gloomy for more than ten days, and the Han River overflowed and rose into the sky.

...

Don't you want to run around when you are poor? Looking around is as vast as the sea.

The turtles sing and the fish leap in fear. Who dares to fight if the enemy comes?

Invited to see the large ship carrying flags and drums, I heard it was Guan Yunchang.

...

The general has betrayed his friends in the past, but if this is prosperous, he can still survive.

Although the cycle of revenge is provided by God, the only thing a strong man cherishes is fame.

Cao Ma had known each other for thirty years, but when faced with danger, he could not catch up with Pang Mingxian.

When he came back, his head was white and haggard, and his head was sobbing with tears, which was particularly pitiful.

How weird is Gao Ling's portrait? It makes people feel ashamed and sad.

The masters of Feishui are the most brave in the world, and the success or failure of a hero is accidental."

Thousands of years later, future generations said so.
Chapter completed!