Collection of Huaxia: the beginning of the inventory of the top ten ancient figures

Cao Cao looked at Ji Dong, and then at Luoyang City. He closed his eyes, and when he opened his eyes, he found that he was back in the small courtyard again, but there was no figure of Lin Yi beside him. He felt a little frightened .

"Sir?! Sir!" Cao Cao looked around and called to Ji Dong.

"Sir, when will Cao Cao see you again?"

"gentlemen?!"

Cao Cao found Ji Dong's trace, and then stopped his voice. The guards outside heard his shout and came in. Cao Cao waved his hand to indicate that he was fine.

He knew that perhaps only 11 years later would he see Ji Dong again.

Cao Cao's years passed by, but only a few seconds passed in the live broadcast.

As soon as the screen turned, a palace appeared in front of my eyes. The camera zoomed in. Between the heavy curtains, two people stood together, talking in a low voice.

Of these two people, one was quite old with a medicine bag, and the other was middle-aged in luxurious clothes. The sound of their conversation entered the ears of the audience.

"How is father?"

"Wei Wang, alas" the doctor shook his head, "I'm incompetent, the king of Wei suffers from severe wind pains, and in recent years he has repeatedly conscripted himself. Even if he hangs himself with herbs, it's only two days. This old man is incompetent."

Cao Pi waved his hand, sighed, and told the doctor to leave.

The camera follows Cao Pi into the heavy curtains. In the center of the deepest part of the curtains, there is a large carved bed. There are men and women standing beside the bed, with sadness on every face.

These people are all relatives of Cao Cao.

And lying on the bed, his face was pale and ashamed, who else could it be except Cao Cao.

The contrast between Cao Cao in the last second and the next second is too great, and the audience can't help but sigh.

"Oh, it's too late for a hero."

"It's really a hero's twilight. Cao Cao has suffered all these years and all the retribution has reached his old age."

"Oh, it's really heartbreaking to watch."

"Cao Cao in his later years is really distressing."

"Ugh."

In the picture, Cao Cao's face seems to be a different person from the previous one. At this moment, his eyes are cloudy, his lips are dry and slightly opened, and his chest does not rise and fall much, as if he is holding a breath.

He closed his eyes from time to time, sighing from his mouth as if he was tired.

Cao Pi moved to Cao Cao's side, listened to Cao Cao's murmuring voice, and then looked up at the people around him.

"Who is the sir that father said?"

Jia Xu and other counselors were also present, Jia Xu shook his head and said, "Occasionally I heard Wei Wang mention it, but I have never seen this person before. Could it be that he was a filial piety in the past?"

Jiang Ji frowned, expressing his denial. "Feng Xiao is a genius, although my lord feels pity for Feng Xiao's early death, but he never mentioned it to us before. I think this gentleman is someone else."

Cao Ren was puzzled.

"I sent troops to search for a long time, but there was no news."

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay. When the atmosphere was gloomy, Cao Cao suddenly opened his eyes. He took a deep breath, looked outside, and the turbidity in his eyes dissipated a lot.

His tone was weak, and he said softly:
"Help, help me up."

This change of Cao Cao surprised everyone, Cao Pi hurriedly helped Cao Cao to sit up, his eyes were full of joy.

"Father?!"

Cao Cao's condition was not very good before, but now seeing that Cao Cao still has the strength to speak, Cao Pi was very happy.

Cao Cao was supported by Cao Pi to sit up, he tilted his head and looked out the door, then at the people in the room, and said, "Everyone go out."

Cao Pi was taken aback, looked into Cao Cao's eyes, then withdrew his hand, looked at the people around him and said, "Father, let us all go out."

Jia Xu thought for a moment, looked at Cao Cao, waved his hand without saying a word, and said, "Since my lord said so, let's all go out."

The others nodded, and then walked out under the leadership of Cao Pi and Jia Xu.

After everyone disappeared, a figure stepped out from the heavy curtains.

When Cao Cao saw this person, the cloudiness in his eyes disappeared instantly.

"gentlemen!"

Standing in front of Cao Cao, Lin Yi gently cupped his hands towards Cao Cao.

"King Wei."

Cao Cao smiled weakly, and said softly: "After all, I couldn't escape Mr.'s prediction."

Ji Dong sighed softly and did not speak.

"Cao, now he is a candle in the wind, and he will die at any moment. Sir, I still remember that I promised Cao in the past, every time we meet, I will let Cao" Cao Cao said every word very slowly, very slowly , as if squeezed out of the throat.

"ask a question."

Ji Dong nodded and said, "I never forget."

Cao Cao looked at Ji Dong and wanted to smile, but he couldn't.

"I have something to ask, sir." Cao Cao said, he looked at Ji Dong and wanted to raise his hand, but he didn't have the strength to support him to raise it.

"I want to see the future generations, the future generations after nine years from 160."

Ji Dong walked to Cao Cao's side, looking at Cao Cao who was about to die, there were only countless sighs in his eyes.

"nature."

With a wave of Lin Yi's hand, Cao Cao saw a prosperous Tang Dynasty.

In the picture in front of him, a long street is displayed in front of Cao Cao. There are towering towers on the long street. Long silks and satins tied to the corners of the pavilions float up and down with the wind. People are walking in the street in light clothes. A group of foreign merchants walked in.

Cao Cao stared at this bustling scene, which made him dizzy.

"Okay, that's great."

Cao Cao said softly, a tear slowly fell from the corner of his eye.

The audience also fell silent. They looked at Cao Cao and sighed heavily in their hearts.

At this moment, they have completely fallen into Cao Cao's perspective, feeling that they are getting old, but seeing such a scene in the future generations, they only feel sour in their hearts.

Seeing all the flowers in Chang'an in one day, with the help of Lin Yi, Cao Cao saw all the prosperous scenes of Chang'an.

When he closed his eyes, he seemed to see something else.

The scene of Chang'an disappeared, and several people sat by Cao Cao's bed.

"My lord, here are some recent things about Soochow that I have sorted out. Please take a look." An extremely familiar voice sounded from his ear. Cao Cao looked over and saw Xun Yu's face. His tears gradually pooled in his eyes.

"Wen Ruo." Cao Cao murmured, he turned his head to look at Xun Yu, the man in the gray robe was looking down at Cao Cao.

"My lord, you can only open this kit in times of crisis." The man handed over a kit. Cao Cao looked at him and murmured, "Gongda."

The tears in his eyes persistently refused to fall, spinning in his eye sockets.

"My lord, don't worry, with me around, no one will dare to hurt you!" said a strong man next to him.

Cao Cao looked up, looked at his hazy face, and called out his name accurately.

"Dian Wei."

"Mr. Cao, Guan is really ashamed to be loved by Mr. Cao."

Cao Cao looked towards the place where the voice came from, Guan Yu was standing opposite him, smiling with folded arms.

"Yun Chang." He said.

The water in his eyes flickered, but did not fall.

"Lord."

"Lord!"

"Lord!"

A figure appeared beside him, and everyone saluted him. Cao Cao raised his hand vigorously, wanting to touch those people.

He squinted his eyes, tears stubbornly unwilling to flow down.

"Lord!"

After pausing the hand stretched forward, Cao Cao turned his head to look at the person beside him.

The person beside him was wearing a long gown, his body looked a little frail, his eyes were gentle, and he was still young.

"Feng Xiao!"

Cao Cao cried out, and tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.