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And；　reading　them；　the　tears　unconscious　fall。

Now　in　past　days；　mander　Liao　Li　in　Changshui　had　a　high　opinion　of　his　own　abilities　and　thought　himself　perfectly　fitted　to　be　Zhuge　Liang's　second。　So　he　neglected　the　duties　of　his　proper　post；　showed　discontent　and　indiscipline；　and　was　constantly　slandering　the　minister。　Thereupon　Zhuge　Liang　degraded　him　and　transferred　him　to　Minshan。

When　Liao　Li　heard　of　Zhuge　Liang's　death；　he　shed　tears　and　said；　〃Then；　after　all；　I　shall　remain　a　barbarian！〃

Li　Yan　also　grieved　deeply　at　the　sad　tidings；　for　he　had　always　hoped　that　Zhuge　Liang　would　restore　him　to　office　and　so　give　him　the　opportunity　of　repairing　his　former　faults。　After　Zhuge　Liang　had　died；　he　thought　there　was　no　hope　of　reemployment；　and　so　he　died。

Another　poet；　Yuan　Weizhi；　also　wrote　in　praise　of　the　great　adviser。

He　fought　disorder；　helped　a　weak　king；

Most　zealously　he　kept　his　master's　son。

In　state…craft　he　excelled　Guan　Zhong；　Yue　Yi；

In　war…craft　he　overpassed　Wu　Qi；　Sun　Zi。

With　awe　the　court　his　war　memorials　heard；

With　majesty　his　Eight　Arrays　were　planned。

Virtue　and　wisdom　both　filled　in　his　heart；

For　thousand　autumns；　his　fame　would　still　stay。

Heaven　grieved　and　earth　mourned　on　the　night　of　Zhuge　Liang's　death。　Even　the　moon　was　dimmed；　as　Zhuge　Liang's　soul　returned　to　Heaven。

As　the　late　mander　had　directed；　Jiang　Wei　and　Yang　Yi　forbade　the　mourning　of　his　death。　His　body　was　placed　in　the　coffer　as　he　had　wished；　and　three　hundred　of　his　trusted　leaders　and　soldiers　were　appointed　to　watch　it。

Secret　orders　were　given　to　Wei　Yan　to　mand　the　rearguard；　and　then；　one　by　one；　the　camps　were　broken　up　and　the　army　began　it