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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