Tian Yan

Although it was almost the end of the year, under Cao Cao's insistence, Xun Yu's funeral was held in a grand manner.He was buried with the ceremony of a prince, and his posthumous title was Jinghou.

A person's death is like a lamp being extinguished, and no matter how humble a gentleman was before he was alive, he will be nothing more than a handful of loess after a hundred years.Cao Cao spent half his life in the army, and he was not a person who could not let go of life and death. He also knew that Xun Yu would not value these things.But now that the prime minister's position is vacant, the more he shows respect for the late prime minister, the more he will let those impatient people show their feet.

The funeral ceremony, plus the three-month mourning period, will be safe and secure at the end of the year.

Cao Cao said that the prime minister would not choose a new prime minister before the end of the mourning period, so all the officials were silent in tacit understanding, but they had some considerations in secret.

Now that Cao Cao's Spring and Autumn Period has passed, the new prime minister will largely reflect the candidate for the crown prince, and all qualified heirs and their party members all want to push their own people to this position.

Sure enough, Cao Cao did not break his promise. On the 28th day of the twelfth lunar month, he called Sima Yi to eat at Cao Pi's mansion.

Cao Pi Mansion is no stranger to Sima Yi, and the flowers and trees here are all the same as before.Sima Yi noticed that the red plum tree they had planted together when he first entered Cao Pi's residence had grown into a tree of red clouds now.

"It's easy to add flowers to the icing on the cake, but it's hard to keep the cold alone." Sima Yi still remembers what Cao Pi said while holding his hand, under the newly planted plum tree, "Zhongda, I know that my writing is not as good as Cao Zhiwu's and Cao Zhang's. Xian is even worse than elder brother. I just want to be like this plum blossom, not to compete with others, but to bloom a few flowers for myself in winter nights, and I will not waste my life as a human being."

Now the plum blossoms are already in full bloom, red like blood, showing their sharpness to their heart's content in this winter when all the flowers are gone.

Cao Pi, is this what you want?

Sima Yi stopped under the plum tree, even though he knew it was inappropriate, he still stopped.

"Why, do you like plum blossoms?"

There was a soft sound of clothes behind him, Cao Cao reached out and broke off a branch of red plum, the flower was still covered with snow, it was really crystal clear.

Sima Yi lowered his eyelids: "I don't like it."

"Oh?" Cao Cao looked at him thoughtfully, "Why?"

"If this flower blooms in spring, it's not unusual. It's just because it blooms in winter when all the flowers are decaying, that's why Gao Jie's name has been aroused."

Cao Cao laughed: "Your words are wrong. If you can't endure the bitter cold, how can you last until this season to bloom. Based on this alone, it can afford my liking."

Hearing this, Sima Yi stared at Cao Cao in a daze, Cao Cao pondered for a while, and looked away uncomfortably.

"My son-in-law pays respects to his father."

Cao Pi dragged his sick body to greet him, Cao Cao hurriedly asked someone to help him up: "It's just a family banquet, I didn't bring those many people here, they are all my own people, there is no need to be formal."

This time when Cao Pi came back from injury, he also reached an agreement with the state of Wu to lead the construction of canals, which can be described as a great achievement and a bitter plan.Sima Yi could feel that Cao Cao's attitude towards Cao Pi changed a lot when he came in.Naturally, Cao Pi is also very keen, he hits the snake and goes up the pole, doing his best in humility, filial piety and fraternity.

"Yes." Cao Pi stood up, glanced at Sima Yi out of the corner of his eye, and quickly looked away, "Father, please."

Cao Cao once mentioned to him indifferently that Cao Pi called his name when he was ill, but this time he brought him to a family banquet, obviously out of intention to embarrass him.

It's just that Cao Cao didn't know at all who killed Cao Chong, who planted it on him, and who it was. He had cut off the memories and love between them long ago.

He can draw a clear line with Cao Pi, but he can't.He hated Cao Pi, but the reason for his hatred could never be made public.In Cao Cao's eyes, he was the one who was forced to separate from Cao Pi and was forced to suffer all kinds of humiliation. There should always be reluctance and unwillingness between him and Cao Pi, but there should be no hatred.

Thinking of this, Sima Yi smiled slightly. Since in Cao Cao's eyes, all his behaviors of estrangement from Cao Pi are just acting, so it's better to go along with the flow and have something with Cao Pi.What kind of person is Cao Cao, he would rather teach me to betray the world, don't teach the world to betray me, even if it is something he doesn't want, he would rather smash it himself than tolerate it falling into the hands of others.

Cao Pi doesn't like to drink, but the wine in the house is good, the taste is clear, and it turns sweet.Sima Yi drank a few more glasses, stepped forward with the strength of the wine, and insisted on toasting Cao Pi.

Cao Pi looked at him a little surprised, and pushed him with his hand: "Master Sima, I... I have not recovered from the knife wound, so I cannot drink alcohol."

"Lord Sima?" Sima Yi sneered, and looked in Cao Cao's direction, "How did I hear that someone called me Zhongda because he was sick and said something stupid?"

Cao Pi's complexion suddenly turned cold, and he put the wine bottle on the table: "You drank too much."

Sima Yi straightened his neck and looked directly at Cao Pi: "Your Highness, it is easy to add flowers to the icing on the cake, but it is difficult to keep the cold alone. When I was there last year, the tree hadn't grown yet, but it bloomed this year. Why don't you cut a few branches and put them here? It's easy to please." Luck."

Cao Pi peeked at Cao Cao, and saw that Cao Cao also put down his wine glass with a smile on his face, but his eyes were cold, which made him feel cold to the marrow.

"Sima Yi, you don't know how to live or die!" Cao Pi warned in a low voice, then raised his voice again, "The wine in the house is a bit strong, Mr. Sima is probably drunk, why don't you go to the guest room to rest first."

After saying that, he stepped forward to help Sima Yi. It seemed to be a support, but secretly he used his strength, and he couldn't help but drag him out.

When Sima Yi was touched by him, an unknown fire ignited in his heart. He struggled hard, but unexpectedly touched the unhealed wound on Cao Pi's chest.Cao Pi grunted and squatted on the ground in pain.

"you……"

"Pi'er!" Cao Cao was also taken aback, and stood up from his seat to look at Cao Pi's injuries.

Sima Yi stood on the spot, his heart should have been jumping with joy, but the next moment it was full of sadness.

He was not happy, seeing Cao Pi's face full of pain under his hands, and seeing Cao Cao lose his composure because of what he had done, he couldn't be happy at all.

Disaster, when can he only rely on this term to get back what he wants.What a simple dream he once had, but to assist Cao Pi to make contributions and stand side by side to enjoy the years that only belonged to the two of them.It's just that everything has changed since that day. Now they have ambitions instead of dreams.

"I don't go to the guest room. I saw it when I passed by just now. The room I lived in didn't even change the door lock..."

When people use emotion as a weapon, it is when the relationship dies completely.Before Sima Yi realized it, tears had flowed down his face.

Those tears successfully angered Cao Cao, only to hear Cao Cao shout: "Tie him up and lock him up!"

At the moment when he was thrown into the dark room, Sima Yi finally couldn't bear it anymore, let the sob escape from his throat, and then he couldn't stop it.

It is easy to add icing on the cake, but difficult to keep it cold.

The red plums on the branches are falling, the blood-like color is slowly withering before the next spring.

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