夷陵之戰慘敗後，劉備退守白帝城，身心俱疲，病情日漸惡化。臨終前，他召來諸葛亮與群臣，在永安宮完成震撼千古的「白帝城託孤」，將蜀漢未來託付給丞相。一代仁君的人生，也在無盡遺憾中畫下句點。
Defeated at Yiling, Liu Bei withdrew to White Emperor City, where illness gradually consumed him. Realizing that his life was nearing its end, he summoned Zhuge Liang and the leading ministers to Yong’an Palace, entrusting the future of Shu Han to his most trusted adviser. This unforgettable farewell became one of the most moving moments in the Romance of the Three Kingdoms.

中文

白帝城外，江水依舊奔流。

然而，昔日意氣風發的蜀漢皇帝，如今卻只能靜靜躺在永安宮內。

夷陵一戰，蜀軍元氣大傷。

數十萬精兵損失殆盡，文武將領死傷無數。

劉備一路退至白帝城，身心俱疲。

望著窗外滾滾長江，他久久沒有說話。

那一年，他已六十三歲。

一生顛沛流離，從織席販履，到桃園結義；從三顧茅廬，到建立蜀漢。

他曾以為，自己終能重振漢室。

然而，一場夷陵大敗，卻讓多年心血幾乎付諸流水。

病情一天比一天沉重。

御醫雖竭盡全力施治，仍無法挽回。

劉備知道，自己的時間已經不多了。

他立即下令：

「速召孔明入白帝城。」

數日後，諸葛亮風塵僕僕趕到永安宮。

當他步入寢殿，看見劉備憔悴的面容，不禁紅了眼眶。

君臣相對，一時無言。

沉默良久，劉備輕聲說道：

「孔明，朕負了天下，也負了你。」

諸葛亮連忙伏地。

「皆臣無能，未能替陛下分憂。」

劉備輕輕搖頭。

「夷陵之敗，全因朕一意孤行，不聽忠言。」

這是他第一次，坦然承認自己的錯誤。

接著，他命人帶來皇太子劉禪。

年幼的劉禪跪在父親榻前，早已淚流滿面。

劉備拉著兒子的手，又望向諸葛亮。

緩緩說出流傳千古的一段話。

「君才十倍曹丕，必能安國，終定大事。」

「若嗣子可輔，則輔之。」

「如其不才，君可自取。」

此言一出，滿殿群臣無不震驚。

諸葛亮更是伏地痛哭。

「臣敢不竭股肱之力，效忠貞之節，繼之以死！」

一句誓言，震撼古今。

他深知，這並非皇帝試探，而是真正的託付。

劉備又將李嚴召至榻前。

命他與諸葛亮共同輔政，協助劉禪治理國家。

隨後，又反覆叮囑太子。

「事丞相如父。」

短短五字，承載著一位父親最後的心願。

夜深了。

群臣默默守在殿外。

永安宮內，只剩燭火輕輕搖曳。

劉備望著宮殿屋頂，思緒回到許多年前。

桃園之中。

關羽、張飛站在身旁。

三人舉杯盟誓。

「不求同年同月同日生，但求同年同月同日死。」

如今，兩位兄弟早已先行一步。

自己也即將與他們重逢。

想到這裡，劉備露出一絲久違的微笑。

建興元年四月。

劉備病逝永安宮。

享年六十三歲。

消息傳出，白帝城內外一片哀號。

百官伏地痛哭。

百姓自發披麻戴孝，送別這位一生以仁義待人的皇帝。

諸葛亮親自主持喪事。

望著靈柩，他久久沒有離去。

從隆中對開始，到赤壁聯盟、入蜀建國，再到白帝託孤。

二十餘年的君臣情誼，至此畫下句點。

然而，真正屬於諸葛亮的人生，也才正要開始。

他將獨自肩負蜀漢的未來。

也將完成對先帝許下的那一句承諾。

「鞠躬盡瘁，死而後已。」

English Version

White Emperor City stood quietly beside the mighty Yangtze River.

Within Yong’an Palace, Emperor Liu Bei lay seriously ill.

The disastrous defeat at Yiling had broken not only Shu Han’s army but also the spirit of the emperor himself.

The dream that had guided him for decades now seemed painfully distant.

At sixty-three years of age, Liu Bei reflected upon an extraordinary life.

From a humble seller of straw sandals, he had become the founder of an empire.

He had sworn brotherhood with Guan Yu and Zhang Fei, sought Zhuge Liang’s wisdom through three personal visits, and finally established Shu Han in the name of restoring the Han dynasty.

Yet one decision—the campaign against Eastern Wu—had nearly destroyed everything.

His health worsened with each passing day.

Recognizing the inevitable, Liu Bei ordered that Zhuge Liang be summoned immediately.

After traveling without rest, Zhuge Liang finally arrived at White Emperor City.

Seeing his emperor weakened beyond recognition, he struggled to contain his grief.

For a long moment, neither man spoke.

Finally, Liu Bei broke the silence.

“I have failed the empire… and I have failed you.”

Zhuge Liang immediately knelt.

“The fault is mine, Your Majesty.”

Liu Bei gently shook his head.

“No. The defeat at Yiling came because I ignored wise counsel.”

It was a rare confession from a ruler whose entire life had been shaped by determination.

Soon afterward, Crown Prince Liu Shan was brought before the imperial bed.

Holding his son’s hand, Liu Bei turned toward Zhuge Liang and spoke the words that would become one of the greatest moments in Chinese history.

“Your abilities surpass those of Cao Pi many times over. You can certainly secure the state.”

“If my son proves worthy, support him.”

“If he proves incapable… then you should assume responsibility yourself.”

Every official in the chamber stood stunned.

Zhuge Liang burst into tears.

He pledged absolute loyalty until his final breath, promising never to betray the emperor’s trust.

Liu Bei then appointed Li Yan to assist Zhuge Liang in governing the kingdom.

Finally, he instructed the young crown prince with simple but unforgettable words.

“Treat the Chancellor as you would your own father.”

As night settled over White Emperor City, silence filled the palace.

Liu Bei closed his eyes and remembered another spring many years before.

The Peach Garden.

Guan Yu.

Zhang Fei.

Three brothers united by honor rather than blood.

A faint smile appeared on his face.

Soon, he believed, they would meet once again.

In the fourth month of Jianxing’s first year, Liu Bei passed away peacefully within Yong’an Palace.

His death plunged Shu Han into mourning.

Citizens wept openly.

Officials bowed before the coffin in silence.

Zhuge Liang remained beside his emperor until the very end.

The partnership that had changed the course of history had come to its conclusion.

Now, the burden of preserving Shu Han rested upon one man alone.

He would spend the remainder of his life fulfilling the promise made beside Liu Bei’s bed—

to devote everything he possessed until death itself.