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    "...In the midsummer of 195 AD, Cao Cao went deep alone, attacked Yuan Shao's granary Wuchao, and defeated Yuan Shao's main force in the ensuing war, beheading nearly 70,000. At the same time, Cao Sheng also From eastern Liaoning to Jizhou, attacking cities and territories along the way, it is unstoppable.

    "The two sides attacked Yuan Shao's remnants and successfully joined forces in Guangping County, Jizhou. Yuan Shao knew that the situation was over and killed himself in the army. During the melee, Cao Cao obtained Yuan Shao's head; and Cao Sheng captured Yuan Shao's second son .

    "At that time, Cao Sheng had 40,000 elite soldiers, and his army was neat and tidy. When he drove his horse forward, both cavalry and infantry gave way for him, and he shouted long live. Cao Sheng was so loved by his subordinates. to the point of.

    "Cao Cao's subordinates changed their faces when they saw this, thinking that there was going to be a battle between brothers. Only Cao Cao himself did not change his face and took the initiative to welcome the second brother into the account, and the two talked. After three days and three nights, the famous 'one dynasty, two politics' policy was finally discussed:

    "First, within 60 years, Liaodong, the outer islands of the Great Wall and the islands on the sea will maintain the original decree and have the power to independently appoint officials.

    "Secondly, those who hold the positions of ministers and county governors in the Central Plains must have two years of exchange experience in the South Island or Liaodong; Those with the above official positions must also have a two-year resume in the Central Plains.

    "Thirdly, within a hundred years, the heirs of Cao Cao and Cao Sheng must complete six years of education in both places before they can take charge of the government.

    "'After the Guangping meeting, Cao Sheng invited Cao Cao and his civil and military ministers more than 30 people to travel north to Liaodong. After Cao Cao returned to the Central Plains, he officially announced the 'one dynasty, two politics' in 196 Policy, Cao Cao made himself Duke of Wei, and made Cao Sheng as Wei Beihou, historically known as Er Cao's return to Wei.

    "In the next few years, Jingzhou, Yangzhou, and Yizhou were conquered successively. Cao Yu led the officials and people of Jiaozhou to cooperate with each other, and completed the strategic layout of 'Three Cao to Wei', and the land of China was once again unified.

    "In AD 205, under the persuasion of civil and military officials, the thirty-five-year-old Cao Ang became emperor and changed the country's name to Wei. He grew up and lived in the grasslands, just like before Cao Ang ascended the throne. Until the death of Taigong Cao Song, the second Cao settled down in Luoyang, the capital of the country, and gradually transferred his power to the younger generation.

    "In May 220 AD, brothers Cao Cao and Cao Sheng died in Luoyang Palace, ending their hard and glorious life."

    —"General History of China that Middle School Students Must Know"

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    It is time for Cao Cao to return to the light. With white hair and beard, he looked very awake, and he didn't look like he had a low-grade fever for three months. He sat cross-legged on the couch, his skeleton still strong, even with age spots on his face. His sharp eyes were like a dying tiger, and a casual sweep made the maids in the whole room shiver.

    "The old injury on the right arm hurts again." Cao Cao said.

     Concubine Bian hurriedly knelt forward and wiped his armpits for him. Cao Cao impatiently flung it away without wiping it twice.

    Bian's face became terrified, even though she was the most honorable woman in the palace after the Queen Mother Ding left, but in front of Cao Cao's anger, she was still like a duckweed without a foundation.

      Ah Sheng, who was wearing dark-patterned Tsing Yi, sat on the edge of the couch and slowly applied cold compresses to the scar on Cao Cao's armpit.

    Cao Cao hummed twice. He has become more and more irritable since he fell ill, and it is only when he faces Ding Shi and Ah Sheng that he will have a good face - oh, no, Ding Shi passed away the year before, and now there is only one Ah Sheng left.

      I'm in charge. I don't want to, but I'm going to walk ahead of you."

      The emperor Mianliu on the top of his head swayed for a while, and his court clothes were even more awkward.

    "Father, don't leave me behind." The emperor in his forties burst into tears.

    Cao Cao sighed, pulled Ah Sheng again and said, "You have to be optimistic about Ah Ang, this mountain and river, I am not at ease after all."

    A Sheng lowered her eyes, her hair was all white, but her face remained the same as it was twenty years ago, with only fine crow's feet at the corners of her eyes. In the twilight of her life, the years have taken special care of her.

    "Aang has been in power for fifteen years, you and I have already explained what should have been explained, and he has not done a bad job." Asheng backhanded his brother's wrinkled hand, "And I'm also at this age, brother Huang Quan walk slowly on the road, maybe I can catch up with you."

    "Hahaha, cough, cough, haha," Cao Cao laughed until he coughed, "Okay, then I'll walk slower."

    After speaking for a while, Cao Cao's spirit gradually went down. When Mrs Bian served him to lie down, all the children who lived outside the palace also came. The son, daughter, granddaughter, grandson, etc. knelt down all over the room, which was quite spectacular. However, Cao Cao didn't have the energy to tell the past one by one, and only pointed his index finger to the emperor and prince at the front.

    "You have a good life to support your second uncle. After she dies, she will enjoy incense with me. The funeral ceremony should be simple, not seal or tree, and do not disturb the people."

    After saying these two sentences, he lowered his hands and dozed off with eyelids. After sleeping for a while, he lost his breath.

    A Sheng sat on the couch and stared at his brother's peaceful face. She didn't speak, and no one dared to speak first. Slowly, the spacious bedroom filled with a chill that seemed to be absent. Princess Tai'an, who had a big belly, couldn't help but shivered. She was immediately frightened by her behavior, and looked up at Cao Sheng pitifully.

    A Sheng put his index finger on Cao Cao's carotid artery, not to mention his pulse, his skin started to cool.

    The bedroom was in chaos. Several of Cao Cao's sons took the lead in crying. The cries of "father" and "grandfather" came one after another, mixed with the tender cries of young children who knew nothing about it. The voice reached outside the screen, and the ministers who had been prepared for a long time also began to cry. The one who cried the most was Xiahou Dun, who was out of breath and his voice was deformed.

    A Sheng went to the corner and pulled up Princess Tai'an, the only pregnant woman in the arena.

    She was prescient. The palace maid and the guards were hurriedly removing all the festive ornaments, hanging white silk and mourning clothes. There were relatives with foreign surnames who came in to see the remains, and they came and went several times and almost squeezed Tai'an with a big belly.

    After finally waiting for Cao Ang to calm down, he ordered someone to send his pregnant daughter to the Queen's Palace with red eyes. Ah Sheng's sleeves were already wrinkled.

    "Let the hospital—" As soon as Ah Sheng started his head, he closed his mouth. Because Cao Ang also thought of it at the same time.

    "Let the medical hall give the girls a soothing soup."

    A Sheng patted his eldest nephew on the shoulder. "What's there to worry about?"

    Cao Ang tried his best to make a smile, but he still failed. Suddenly, the emperor lowered his head and said "Huh": "Second uncle, your jade is broken."

    A Sheng looked down and saw that it was not broken. The middle of the white jade was cracked, and it was completely broken into two pieces when he touched it.

    "This jade has been around for a long time. I heard that it is still the second uncle's longevity jade. I just don't know which one does not have eyes..."

    "There are some origins." Ah Sheng said, "But people will die, and jade will be damaged. Isn't it natural?"

    A Sheng put the space jade that was broken in two into Cao Ang's hands, and then stepped out of the hall door. Outside is the beautiful scenery of early summer, the sunset and the moon rise, and the warm wind brings fragrance. And the time left for her was only enough for her to return to her palace and change into her clothes.

    Cao Ang, who was going to stay up all night for a wake-up call and fight with the ministers all night about the scale of his father's funeral, was in a bad mood when he received A Sheng's letter.

    "What did Duke Zhonghua say?" The old minister Guo Jia was the first to notice that the emperor's face was very ugly.

    "Second uncle said...the dead are the greatest, and the father's last words are what...the way to do it..."

    The ministers breathed a sigh of relief and handed over unanimously: "Prince Zhonghua is still considerate to the people, this is the old saying."

    The emperor's voice trembled: "Second uncle also said...after she dies...she will be thrown into ashes in the upper reaches of the river...only the clothes and books will be buried in the tomb...and it must be done according to her last words..."

    Even Guo Jia, Zhou Yu, Zhuge Liang, etc., who had the fastest brains, took several seconds to realize the implied meaning of these words. A few wise men embraced the emperor and ran to the palace where Ah Sheng lived.

    The palace gate has been locked, and all the palace maids are kneeling outside the palace wall, afraid to speak. Even close Ru Luo Chi and Yan Wen were kicked out, which meant that no one was left inside.

    Cao Ang is going crazy.

    "Break the door! Smash it! Second uncle, second uncle! I have lost my father, you can stay with me for a while... Don't be so cruel! I... I can't bear it all at once Yeah..."

    The emperor's cry stopped abruptly when the door was smashed.

    The huge jujube tree in the courtyard has bloomed, and the yellow color of the tree is peaceful and elegant under the reflection of the palace lanterns. Under the tree, a woman with a high bun and a red and black dress was dancing slowly. The gesture of raising his hands and feet, like the most orthodox "Da Shao", is stable and simple. Note [1]

    I haven't seen her in women's clothes for a long time, goodbye can still be amazing. Even the white hair on her head turned back to black in silent dancing, and all the wrinkles around her eyes disappeared.

    Her movements became lighter and lighter, gradually changing from the slow-motion "Da Shao" to the intense "Da Wu". Red embroidered shoes tread and spin on the bluestone slab covered with jujube flowers.

    "Second uncle..." Cao Ang murmured and walked towards the girl. The aroma of jujube flowers enveloped him, making him feel as if he had entered a mysterious fantasy.

    However, just this part of the journey, the alluring girl has become a lovely girl, not as tall as Cao Ang's chest.

    She couldn't dance, half of the skirt was dragging on the ground, and the sleeves were too long and pressed her hand. The adult clothes hindered her movement, like a net that bound her freedom.

    So she stopped dancing and watched Cao Ang kneel down and look at her.

    “Second Uncle…”

    A Sheng stretched out a small hand and pressed it on his nephew's forehead: "Aang, being an emperor must be rational. If you feel bitter, be kind in private."

    “Second Uncle…”

    The little hand pressing on the emperor's forehead became smaller and slowly slid down. In the end, only a dead baby with blue skin remained in the brocade dress.

    Return everything I borrowed from the world.

    [End of text]

    Note 1: Dashao is the music and dance of the Shun period, and Dawu is said to be the music and dance of Zhou Wuwang.

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