Follow General Cao to mix the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 810
"I wake up in the middle of the night and feel a little sick. I will drink porridge and sweat tomorrow, and I will eat angelica soup!"

In the magnificent Tongque Taichung, Cao Cao’s last words, which were once a hero, were unfolded with such a homely sigh. Starting from his uncle Jian Tu, the eunuch who died as a lieutenant in the north, he has been fighting all his life, and he has defeated many opponents. At the end of his life, after surviving the night, enjoying a bowl of porridge and a bowl of angelica soup made him feel a great sense of victory.

Looking at the lord who was leaning on the pillow on the couch, each of Cao Wei's important ministers couldn't help sighing with emotion, and lowered their heads heavily. Even Cao Pi himself seemed to have a little more sincere mourning, his face become sad.

This is also the charm of being a king. Even if he burns to the end of his life, dozens of important ministers and heroes are all quietly waiting for Cao Cao like a nagging old man, recalling his glory time and time again.

However, the old man's cunning was also revealed, knowing that this was his last chance to command his ministers. Even though he was leaning on the couch, showing his old age, he seemed to be going away at any time, but in the rambling every sentence, Cao Cao just wanted to He didn't mention the arrangements of the Cao Wei Kingdom and the entire empire after he left, but just kept explaining trivial funeral affairs.

Time passed by every minute and every second, listening to his excited words, his breathing seemed to be a little weaker, and the important officials couldn't help but become anxious. They were absent-minded about these trivial matters, but they dared not stop listening with every sentence.

Especially Cao Pi, who has maintained his obedience for half of his life, his image of benevolence and filial piety seems to be unstoppable. With his fists clenched, his body trembles uncontrollably. With his head lowered, no one can see his face clearly. Those who are close can faintly hear the gnashing of teeth.

However, Cao Cao's rambling voice still echoed in the empty hall.

"I have a head ailment. After I die, I should wrap my turban first, and then put the crown on me! My old clothes are on the Bronze Sparrow Terrace, and I will take a room to fill them up. If they can't fit, I will distribute them to your nephews and keep them as souvenirs." Bar!"

"There are also my wives and concubines. They are all poor people! After I go, my son will set up the Tongque Terrace! Don't let me go, the Nanxiang I collected will be distributed to concubines and maidservants, and I can also let them learn to weave straw shoes and sell them to maintain livelihood!"

"I, Cao Mengde, have no regrets and no regrets in my life. All the nobles call me Cao Mengde a traitor of the Han! But until I die, I will still be a minister of the great Han. If I don't hold a halberd and wear a strong man, how many people are called emperors in the world like Yuan Gonglu? "

"However, I follow my heart for the public, but all the thieves in the world are roaring, and they regard me as their enemy. In addition, the world is not safe and the treasury is empty. Therefore, after my death, no gold and silver will be placed in the mausoleum. 72 coffins will be released, and they will be buried in various places near Yecheng. place! Don't let anyone know!"

"In addition, when I die, I should be as if I was alive. I will feed me on the Tongque Terrace. On the fifteenth day of the lunar new year, don't forget to wait for the Tongque Terrace and forget my Xiling Tomb Field. I should know...

How to arrange for my little wife, the pile of old clothes I left behind will be distributed to my brothers and nephews, I am afraid of starvation when I die, and prepare food for him when I am in a hurry, and I have a headache, so I wear a hat for myself Remember to wrap your headscarf first.

The most important thing is that I have dug out a lot of ancient tombs in my life. I saw with my own eyes that the bones of ancient officials were dug out and thrown away casually. Divide it into 72 coffins and find a place to bury it everywhere. Don't let a lot of my mother's enemies know where I am buried, and then plan it for me!

After some details, it was like the last words of an ordinary landlord and old man, feeling stingy, the ministers who listened to it were anxious but felt funny at the same time, but Cao Pi, who was standing by the bed with his hands tied in front of him, was always frowning anxiously Locked tightly, Cao Cao has some clothes left, his father's concubine, old clothes, he doesn't even care about how to bury him. All he cares about is the ownership of this huge empire.

He, Cao Pi Cao Zihuan, the eldest son of Cao Wei, wants to inherit this great cause!

But no matter what he said, he couldn't ask it out!

Fortunately, just when Cao Pi was so anxious that sweat was dripping from his forehead, Jia Xu, who he had always regarded as an enemy, spoke before Sima Yi, his number one old-fashioned confidant, interrupted Cao Cao's arrangements for his usual routine. If it is a set of bowls and iron pans, he will hold his fists heavily.

"King Wei, the world is still uncertain, and I hope that the king will put the public first!"

Cao Pi heard this sentence as if he heard the sound of heaven.

It's finally here!Even if a hero is like Cao Cao, he can't help but sigh deeply. Once the handover of power is explained, even if he hasn't died for a while, his era of heroism can be regarded as the death of him first!This is the cruelty of rights.

However, after taking a deep breath, Cao Cao stopped arranging trivial matters, and even suddenly, his voice became much louder.

"After I go, I will be succeeded by the eldest son Cao Pi! You will support him to succeed the throne of Wei, and serve him as you serve me! Remember!"

Once again, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up!His cheeks twitched a few more times, as cool as Cao Pi, and then he regained that sad look, but he just adjusted his facial expression, and Cao Cao's next words made him froze uncontrollably.

"My son-in-law, Wang Tuqiu, is diligent and public. When I went to war in the Central Plains, he was the only one who conquered the barbarians and resettled the Huchen in the northern border, so that I would not have to worry about the flames of the war. The most important thing is that my third son, Cao Zhang, is loose and unrestrained in nature, but his heart is also sincere, and I entrust him with the Western Regions!"

"The world is still undecided. There are still two thieves, Sun and Liu, who are arrogant in Yunei. Forget that my son-in-law is united. On the way, I beg Ziwen to destroy his Shu Han and Liu thieves, and Zihuan to attack Wu Zhong Sun's thieves. The season when the world returns to unity, don't forget to sacrifice to Nai Weng, remember ! Remember!"

This legacy almost did not change the current political territory of the empire, but it frustrated Cao Pi's expectations. What he wanted was the entire northern country, which was divided according to Cao Cao's inheritance. From a legal point of view, Cao Wei was divided into three parts. , Cao Zhang and Wang Hou stood up against him.

"I will obey your orders!"

As Cao Cao's words fell, the officials knelt down to make the promise neatly, but their hearts were heavy. Cao Pi didn't react until the ministers had already knelt down, and then hurriedly knelt down to make the promise.

This time, after thoroughly explaining the funeral, Cao Cao finally showed a particularly tired expression, and waved his hand impatiently.

"You wait!"

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Right is the elixir of youth, what I said is really very appropriate. After explaining the funeral in the morning, there is no worry, and after handing over the rights, Cao Cao will not survive the next midnight. In Taichung, the piercing sound of wailing suddenly filled the air, and a moment later, the extremely long death knell shook the entire city of Ye!

It is no wonder that Cao Cao trusted Xu Chu so much in his life. Many clan generals, even Cao Ren, Xia Houdun and others are already busy with the transfer of power from the old to the new. Amidst the cries of the wives and concubines, they hummed the battle songs of the Central Plains softly.

The buzzing bells, the sound of the turbulent waves of the Yellow River not far away, and the desolate singing, seem to be ringing together to draw an end to an era.
(End of this chapter)