Tian Yan

Sima Yi twisted a bit, but this posture looked more like a refusal or a welcome.

Cao Cao was not in a hurry, he just pressed his waist and eyes through his underwear.

It's not the strength of the massage, but the pressure, all the force is on the acupuncture points, and it only takes a moment for the sore feeling to gradually rise up, making the whole lower body lose strength.

Sima Yi gritted his teeth, the suppressed moan escaped from the corner of his mouth.

Cao Cao said indifferently: "I'll loosen your bones for you. It's okay to play hard once or twice. If you play too much, it will be boring."

Beads of sweat appeared on Sima Yi's forehead, and his breathing suppressed the pain.

"Have you ever inquired about ghosts?"

"Ah."

"Who told you that?"

"Fourth Highness, Cao Zhi."

Cao Cao gave a meaningful "Oh": "This kid's mouth is broken, and his skin is itchy."

Sima Yi said nothing, just turned his head and looked at him quietly.

Listening to Cao Cao's words just now, there was obviously a teasing tone, as if pampering, not as if he was really angry with Cao Zhi.

It seems that Cao Cao's favorite son now should be Cao Zhi.

However, this Cao Zhi usually doesn't stick to trifles, and doesn't seem to care much about court affairs. He likes to recite poems with three or five literati and poets every day, and he doesn't seem to be a talent for governing the country.

The seat of the prince should not be his turn.

Now that Cao Ang and Cao Chong are dead, among Cao Cao's sons, the oldest is Cao Pi, but there is a third son, Cao Zhang, who has led the army for several years and has a high prestige in the army. He seems to be quite ambitious for the crown prince.

Or, it is determined to win.

"I would like to congratulate Your Majesty."

Cao Cao raised his eyebrows, and his subordinates relaxed their strength now, and stroked his bare back one by one: "What do you like?"

"Just now, according to the Nanjun battle report, the defender Cao Ren has lost his defense and has already abandoned the city."

Cao Cao paused for a moment, and turned to anger: "What joy is this! I have lost Chibi, and the army retreated and ordered him to stick to it for a month, and he just sticks to it!"

"Your Majesty, you know that Nanjun was lost to Liu Bei."

This time, the army of Wei State went south and suppressed the border with an army of 80.

But it has always been easier to help each other in adversity, and to share weal and woe.

"Okay, one Nanjun can disturb the restlessness of two families."

"Your Majesty is wise." Sima Yi lowered his eyes, but was suddenly pulled up by Cao Cao, and sat on his lap in a bound posture.

"You can guess my mind so thoroughly, you are the second."

"Who was the first one?"

"Ghost." Cao Cao laughed, "During the previous dynasty, the victory at Guandu was like a miracle."

The previous moment was still tense, but at this moment, he actually talked to him about the past in a friendly manner. This Cao Cao is really elusive.

The world praises it, saying that the sage loves talents, which is comparable to the ancient Zhou Gong spit and nourish.

People in the world are also belittling, whispering that the current sage is really a hero rather than a hero, with a weird personality and suspicion.

But Cao Cao has a famous saying.

— No matter what the world says, I am still me.I just laugh at you, you all misunderstood me, Cao Cao.

Sima Yi knew that it was this kind of broad-mindedness that a generation of kings did.

This is a height that he will never be able to reach.

People are born with a fear of the strong, but hidden under the fear is an almost persistent yearning.

Sima Yi admits that he has always been pretentious, and he wants to be like Cao Cao, who looks down on rivers and mountains and wants the world to return to his heart.

But Cao Cao trampled his ambition and dignity under his feet, making him hate to the end, leaving only a lingering sense of shame.

Then don't force it, he is Sima Yi, stealing the sky and changing the sun, so what if it's insidious!

Sima Yi smiled, the corners of his eyes raised slightly: "Your Majesty, you can tell me about that past."

Cao Cao played with his sharp chin: "You want to know? That has nothing to do with you."

"I just want to learn from you, so that His Majesty can see me and like me a little bit."

Cao Cao paused for a moment, then laughed loudly, hugged him tightly, and teased the bright red [breast] [tip] with his lips.

"Don't imitate him, people love you so much that you want to kill them."

"You just need to lie down obediently."

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Extra Story - Cao Guo has a country but no home

The night before Guo Jia left, it was already late at night, and Cao Cao was still awake.

The housekeeper lingered for a long time, and knocked on the door tentatively: "Master, are you asleep?"

There was no response from the room, but the lamp oil hadn't burned out yet.The butler carefully opened the door, ready to extinguish the candles for him.

A thin blade was cold, without even the sound of the wind, it was inserted straight into the door frame at the butler's hand.

The butler was so frightened that his knees gave way, he saw Cao Cao sitting on the edge of the couch in obscene clothes, staring at him eeriely.

"Master, I, I, I..."

"What's the matter?"

"Master Guo, he..."

"Why hasn't he left yet?"

"Didn't leave." The housekeeper was worried, and looked at Cao Cao's face, "I have been standing outside the door, my face is frozen blue."

Cao Cao frowned, and the housekeeper took advantage of the situation: "Master Guo, he will leave for Wuhuan tomorrow morning. It's not early today, and he will leave in a while."

"That's the best." Cao Cao lay down on his back, "Hey, turn off the light."

"Yes."

The housekeeper bowed his head, silently extinguished the lamp and exited, leaving only a room of indissoluble darkness.

The night that seemed to drown him, poured towards him like ink from all directions, suffocating his chest like a boulder.

Knowing that the walls of Prince Wei's mansion are very high, the man was determined not to see the lights in the inner room, so he asked someone to put out the lights, hoping that he could just leave like this.

After all this, he still couldn't bear to see the man suffer.

Even if we say goodbye tomorrow, maybe we will never see each other again.

Cao Cao closed his eyes, only to feel that his brain was confused, full of fragments of those fragments in the temple during the day.

"The Son of Heaven is sick, and the King of Wei has been in charge for many years. Now that the princes have risen together, they all think that the royal family is in decline, and there is no one in the world to correct their name, so they have been fighting endlessly for years. Your Majesty, please abdicate and pass it on to the King of Wei."

Then, all the ministers knelt down in unison, with blackness pressing down on their backs.

Cao Cao didn't know when Guo Jia contacted the ministers, but he was able to hide it from him and openly made such a show in the court.

It's no problem for him to waste a man and stand on his own, but if his name is not correct, his words will not go well.In this way, the hearts of the people will be hard to return, and it will not last long after all.

Cao Cao remembered that he was furious at the court, but that anger was not acting, he only knew that there was a bitterness in his heart, which penetrated into the internal organs.

——In all the world, you are the only one who understands my thoughts best.

——Feng Xiao, know me.

Now that Guo Fengxiao is standing at the bottom of the steps, well-dressed, his lacquered eyes are like shattered stars, but it is not the look he is familiar with.

Cao Cao felt a little chilled in his heart. When did his Fengxiao, the Fengxiao who had always been exhaustive but could ignore the flames of war, become so difficult?

Do you know that by doing this, you have pushed me into the position of a traitor and traitor?

And what chilled him the most was that Guo Jia never mentioned this matter to him.

The cowardly emperor was still trembling behind him, unable to speak a word.

Cao Cao sneered, at a certain moment, he really wanted to kick the little emperor off and sit in that seat by himself.

In this way, if your wish is fulfilled, can you and I...

Persevere?

Cao Cao turned over, and the big carved wooden bed creaked, almost dispersing the drowsiness he had finally gathered.

There were several barking dogs outside the door, which made him even more restless.

Guo Jia has a small problem. He is afraid of dogs and hides when he sees them.

Simply go to see if the person is still there, if so, I'm good at it.

Cao Cao put on his clothes and sat up, without disturbing the housekeeper, he put on his shoes and opened the door.

no one……

Cao Cao exhaled, not knowing whether he was glad or disappointed.

"King Wei."

Cao Cao's back froze on the spot, and he turned around slowly, and sure enough, he saw a person standing under the moon, perhaps because of the moonlight, even his face turned pale.

"Why should King Wei hide from me? Anyway, if we say goodbye tonight, we will never see each other again."

Cao Cao suddenly turned around, approached him a few steps, and pulled up his collar: "You also know, then why are you...the throne is so important, you go and sit on it!"

Guo Jia struggled a bit, but Cao Cao grabbed him even tighter.In the dead of night, the alley was silent, and the voice sounded particularly piercing.

"King Wei, whisper..."

"I don't want to keep quiet! You know how to restrain yourself so much, you are bewitched today!"

"King Wei, you should have ascended to the throne long ago! You and I have been planning painstakingly for these years, and conquering Lu Bu and Yuan Shao is not for the sake of peace in the world!"

"Nonsense, who told you to come out? Who told you to come out at this time?"

"Don't let it stop, and you will suffer from it! King Wei, you know that the treasury has long been empty, and the princes don't pay taxes and donate food. Instead, they conscript soldiers and fight for years. It's all because of the decline of the royal family, and no one can rectify their names!"

"Unexpectedly, Guo Jijiu is still a benevolent man with the world in mind." Cao Cao sneered, and pinched his chin with his backhand, "The words are really nice."

"It's also because you are Cao Mengde, the master I wholeheartedly believe in."

The next moment, Cao Cao's lips were sealed, and they moved aggressively, sucking the air out of their lungs.

Guo Jia was breathing hard, but Cao Cao stretched out his hand and covered his nose forcefully.

The feeling of suffocation sucked him in overwhelmingly, Guo Jia only felt dizzy in his head, and his body was limp in Cao Cao's arms.

Embracing under the moon, a fatal kiss.

I don't know how long it took for the two to separate, Guo Jia only felt that his eyes were dark, and he stood firm by leaning on the wall.

"There are wild dogs on the road, I'll take you back."

Guo Jia waved his hand at him and said no.

"King Wei," before he left, he didn't turn his head, but just stood still silently, "King Wei is a man who does great things, he must learn to abandon his son."

"Then you are really wrong. In this life alone, you will never learn to have a country without a home."

Guo Jia smiled in a low voice, his laughter was especially clear in the middle of the night.

"Unfortunately in this chaotic world... I can't help myself..."

Three months later, Wuhuan was victorious, and the first snow was falling in Xuchang City.

Cao Cao held the hand stove in his hand, flipping through a memorial in boredom.

Guo Jia's words have always been fulfilled, and the situation between the government and the opposition is deteriorating, and there is often a feeling that the tail is too big to let go.

No matter how powerful he is, he is still just a prince with a different surname. The princes of the world are self-appointed, and they regard the emperor's life as a laughing stock, and they cannot operate normally at all.

Today, a strong force is needed to rectify names and stop disputes.

Cao Cao knew that the time had come, and he just waited for his teacher to become famous.

A soldier came in and handed over a roll of battle reports, the black ribbons on it were dazzling.

"King Wei, our army was ambushed by our own side, sacrifice to him..."

Cao Cao's eyes were straightened, his hands were numb from the cold, the battle report fell to the ground with a thud, and a piece of yellow silk fell out.

Cao Cao picked up the yellow silk, squeezed it in his hand, and turned to look at the battle report.

Wuhuan was victorious, and [-] Wuhuan troops were incorporated. When the troops returned to the station, they passed along the Liucheng Road. They were ambushed by their own side and lost most of them.Guo Jia, the leader, was shot by several arrows and died on the spot.

Of course Cao Cao knew that this was all nonsense, an ambush?People who are ambushed will leave letters to themselves in advance?

"Which side ambushed them?"

"Look at the flag, it's Master Wang!"

"Nonsense, how could it be Master Wang!" Cao Cao clapped the case, "Master Wang is under my command, when did he move?"

The soldier bowed his head and remained silent.

Cao Cao dropped the battle report, unfolded the yellow silk in his hand, and accidentally tore it in half with too much force.

The soldier was startled and peeped, but fortunately there were only two lines of writing on the silk, which did not hinder reading.

"The son of heaven is narrow-minded, and cannot tolerate Jia's previous actions of persuading him to advance. He united with Prime Minister Bian to use the king's teacher to mutilate loyal soldiers and weaken the power of the prime minister."

"If so, the teacher is famous."

Signed a "Guo", nameless.

There is Guo Wujia.

There is a country without a home.

Cao Cao sat down slumped, dropped the yellow silk from his hand, and swayed to the ground.

Okay, okay, it really is Guo Fengxiao, and he won't leave him the slightest retreat.

Even the starry thoughts must be completely cut off.

Cao Cao ignored the amazed eyes of the ordering sergeant, and slowly got up.

Walking out of the main hall and stepping on the steps made of white marble, you can see mountains and rivers in the distance, whistling and flying, like a grand ceremony.

This is his world, and only mountains and rivers remain forever.

The snow was blindingly white, and Cao Cao raised his hand to cover his eyes, feeling warm liquid flowing from between his fingers.

When I looked again, there was only a palm of emptiness left.

"Meng De, why are you crying?"

Cao Cao raised his head suddenly, there was no one around, only Xueluo was silent.

"Nonsense, why would I cry?"

Cao Cao rubbed his hands, and the snow flakes all over his shoulders did not shake off, and he just turned back step by step in the footsteps of the previous one.

At the end of the footprints, there is the throne that symbolizes the supreme power, luxurious and lonely.

Once the sky is jealous, don't teach the iron hoof to kill the common people.

If you are ruthless, don't let it go.