Yinhou of the Three Kingdoms

Cao Cao tried to breathe out, tremblingly picked up the jade seal representing the imperial court and handed it to Prince Cao Ang.

but……

When Cao Ang came to Cao Cao, Cao Cao was already dead. With a sore nose, he took Fang Yuxi and gently put down Cao Cao's arm.

"Your Majesty... is dead..."

The old eunuch wailed after receiving Cao Ang's signal.

"His Majesty……"

Everyone fell to their knees, weeping bitterly.

Cao Ang turned around and put the jade seal into the brocade box, but there was a letter lying inside. On the cover of the letter was written Ang Qinqi, which was obviously written by Cao Cao before.

"Ningwu...the moonlit night on the 24th floor..." When Cao Ang opened the letter, an inexplicable expression appeared on his face.

The first thousand 280 chapters and seven chapters of Ning Rong's return

In the 27th year of Wei Dynasty, it has been four years since Cao Ang ascended the throne.

Four years is a long time for secular people, but it is fleeting for Cao Ang.

Standing on the main hall of Taiji Palace, looking down at everything in this empire, thinking of the life-and-death struggle of the past four years.

Familiar figures fell in that struggle after all.

The struggle for imperial power and the change of the throne have been bloody since ancient times.

Sima Yi, who endured the humiliation, was executed by the whole family, not because Sima Yi colluded with Liu Bei, but because the Sima family's ambitions were beyond the tolerance of the emperor.

Chen Qun chose to hang himself on the second day after Qin Wang Cao Zhi was put under house arrest. Obviously he didn't want to hurt the Yingchuan Chen family.

And those who were attached to Qin Wang Cao Zhi and Zhao Wang Cao Pi were either demoted or exiled from the center of power.

Worth it!

Cao Ang's sigh lingered for a long time in the empty hall.

Four years!

It took him four full years to control everything in this empire in his own hands.

As for Cao Zhi and other factions, it is no longer important, because for Cao Zhi, a loser who lost his freedom, he can only write more popular poems and songs in the clan mansion for the rest of his life.

but……

As long as he is still alive, these poems will never be spread, because he must make the world forget the existence of Cao Zhi.

However, his own life and death did not mean much to Cao Ang.

Being alive, he might be able to show his mind to the officials.

"The weather today is extremely bright!"

Cao Ang finally breathed a sigh of relief, and said in a rather relaxed manner.

"There is nothing wrong with saying that the emperor and the courtiers are the same!"

No one paid attention to Cao Ang's murmurs, only his cheerful eyebrows kept twitching.

"Your Majesty~"

The eunuch guarding the entrance of the main hall glanced at the sun outside, and called to Cao Ang inside the hall.

"Your Majesty, the time has come. Today is the day when Ninghou's class teacher returns to the pilgrimage!"

Cao Ang looked over with awe-inspiring eyes, and the eunuch's heart trembled, but he still spoke boldly and cautiously.

"Master is coming back..."

Cao Ang raised his eyebrows, with a bit of joy on his face.

The master went to the Western Regions back then, and it was Sima Yi, the governor of Liangzhou, who fell into it, but Sima Yi still fell into the trough of the master.

Although it was Cao Cao who sent his master to the Western Regions, he did not expect that the master had already shed a trick.

That's right!

It was the blank paper, and it was precisely because of the blank paper with no writing on it that Chen Qun, an effective adviser under Cao Zhi's command, fell into the urn by mistake.

A piece of white paper caused everyone to jump up and down, and the shocked people did not dare to act rashly, but in the end it gave him the opportunity to lay out the palace.

"Go! Get out of the palace!"

For more than four years, Chang'an City has already been changed.

It took Ning Rong four years to pacify the Western Regions and open up the Silk Road again.

But he spent four years sorting out the whole world, and all the civil and military officials in the court were new faces.

……

outside the city gate.

Ning Rong stood on the carriage, looking at Chang'an City.

"came back!"

Thousands of words, but finally just murmured these three words.

"Yeah! Finally returned!"

Zhao Yun on the side also sighed with vicissitudes of life.

After eating sand for four years, it added a bit of fortitude and vicissitudes to the heroic general back then.

"That guy Guo Fengxiao is still dead!"

Ning Rong's eyes were moist, remembering the grief he felt when he heard the news, but now his mood is much calmer.

"Guo Junshi died in the second year of His Majesty's ascension to the throne. Guo Yi sent a letter saying that Guo Junshi fell asleep drunk the night before his death!"

Zhou Buyi breathed calmly, and said word by word, four years of arduous experience, after all, he honed his golden sand.

"Hey! Guo Fengxiao is open-minded and addicted to alcohol. In order to let him live for a few more years, the old man worked hard, but...he died well!"

Ning Rong somewhat understood Guo Jia's mentality. Once upon a time, they pointed out the country and made it so heroic that they felt uncomfortable.