Tian Yan

Cao Zhi didn't wait for Yang Xiu's return, only waited for Yang Xiu's coffin.The coffin was temporarily nailed with wooden boards on the road. Although Yang Xiu died, he was not formally convicted after all, and his identity was the son of the former Grand Tutor Yang Biao, so he had to leave a whole body behind.

Since Yang Biao had already passed away, once Yang Xiu died, the Yang family's strength was about to be exhausted.Regarding Yang Xiu's death, the imperial court did not take any action for a long time, and the Yang family did not dare to say a word, for fear of waking up and disasters would come, and the whole family would be in danger.

The thin coffin that stored Yang Xiu's body was parked in the atrium. The Yang family didn't dare to stay there, and they didn't even have time to change the coffin, so they decided to bury it at night.

While he was busy, there was a sudden commotion outside the house.The Yang family was taken aback, thinking it was officers and soldiers who came to arrest him, but when they saw that it was Cao Zhi, they couldn't help feeling sad, and suddenly knelt down on the ground.

Cao Zhi was also heartbroken, and after a few words of persuasion, he was not persuaded. He raised his eyes and saw Yang Xiu's leaky coffin again, and couldn't help but burst into tears.Cao Zhi stepped forward silently, and regardless of the bad smell, he put his forehead on the coffin and hugged him tightly.

"Your Highness..." Cui Yan, who followed, felt that something was wrong, thought for a while and withdrew his hand.

The dead are long gone, and the living are sad.

"It's sad for Dezu, it's painful for Dezu..." Rao is a talented man like Cao Zhi, and now he can only utter such a straightforward sob.

Yang Xiu, inferior to him in talent, inferior in appearance, and even inferior in status, he would introduce Yang Xiu as his confidant only because of that night.

That night, all the people in the whole country shouted long live on the mountain, and there were lanterns and festoons everywhere. Only Yang Xiu, who was dressed in plain clothes, accompanied him on the top of the mountain all night reciting poems and drinking wine all night.

That night was the founding day of Wei State and also the anniversary of Bian's death.

Everyone in the world says that Yang Xiu is cunning and scheming, but only Cao Zhi knows that the most valuable thing about Yang Xiu is that he has a rare conscience in this chaotic world.

Just this conscience is better than thousands of pious hypocrites.

Now that he is dead, his conscience is also dead, leaving only a dirty skin to rot together with this chaotic world.

Cao Zhi suddenly felt a sense of emptiness, and his five fingers tightly clasped the coffin where Yang Xiu was buried, his nails were about to split, but he seemed unable to grasp anything.

——Zijian, do you know what it feels like to be hungry?

——Zijian, I am standing on an empty battlefield, no, it is a battlefield without a living person.The blood of the enemy and the people of Wei are all red and stained, I can't tell them apart...

——Zijian, Your Majesty's martial arts can level the world, and the benevolence of governing the world, I hope it's...you, Zijian!

Cao Zhi shook his head, shaking his head where Yang Xiu could no longer see.

I'm sorry Dezu, if this world ruins you, it will ruin me sooner or later, I... can't sit still.

After wiping away his tears, Cao Zhi looked up solemnly, and with a wave of his sleeves, he blocked Yang Xiu's thin coffin behind him.

"De Zu is my good friend and confidant, I should let him be buried in glory."

Cui Yan sighed silently, although he knew that Cao Zhi's actions were inappropriate, but in such a situation, he could not speak out to dissuade him.

In fact, deep down in his heart, why didn't he hope that he could cry for his own heart like Cao Zhi did.

Forget it, forget it... Cui Yan turned around and left the Yang Mansion, the thin spring sun shone on him like ice and snow.

The next day at the court meeting, as usual, a round of rewards will be given according to the military exploits in the Battle of Hanzhong, and all the dead and alive will be rewarded, except that Yang Xiu's matter is not mentioned.

Anyone with a discerning eye could tell right away that Yang Xiu's matter seemed to be going nowhere.

"Your Majesty, regarding the newly revised law..."

"Your Majesty, my servants are here to ask for the merits of Yang Xiu!" Cao Pi's words were interrupted, and Cao Zhi squeezed forward holding the wat board, with his head raised and his eyes open, his expression could not hide his sadness.

"Oh?" Cao Cao raised his hand to silence the voices in the hall, "Tell me, what merits does he have?"

Cao Zhi turned his head slightly and looked around the hall. Some people sneered, some bowed their heads in silence, and some even looked curious.

Obviously everyone has such a question in their hearts, but no one dares to ask him with him. The world is so cold, that's probably the case.

"During his tenure, Yang Xiu fulfilled his duties and kept his granary empty. This is the first merit; he was honest and honest, and he did not show favoritism. This is the second merit." Three merits!"

As soon as this statement was made, the hall was silent, only the heavier breathing of some people could be heard.

Cao Cao looked at Cao Zhi and said nothing, and stretched out two fingers from the robe, stroking the black wood armrest in the palm of his hand.

"Cao Zhi, who told you that Yang Xiu spoke directly to you?"

Cui Yan pulled up his sleeves and silently wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"The minister simply said it bluntly," Cao Zhi said with a wry smile, "Yang Xiu told his son before he left that His Majesty's ambitions are not extinguished, but the treasury is no longer enough to pay for the successive years of war. Your Majesty's trip must be with Shu He knew that he could not disobey His Majesty, so he could only blow up the plank road with his body to prevent the next war that would hurt both sides."

"Oh..." Cao Cao smiled slightly, "According to what you said, I'm just like King Zhou who refuses to listen to loyal advice and insists on admonishing loyal ministers to death?"

Cao Zhi gritted his teeth: "Your Majesty is a wise king, but Yang Xiu's loyalty to the king is obvious! Why did he die in a foreign land without even a single posthumous fame?"

Cao Cao slowly restrained the smile on his face: "Cao Zhi, knowing without speaking is disloyalty, and saying without knowing is shameless, do you understand this truth?"

"Hahahaha!" Cao Zhi laughed back after being scolded, "Your Majesty doesn't want to mention this matter, so I won't mention it there! My son wrote a Fu last night, and there is a section that feels very good, so I will share it with you here!"

Cao Zhizhi is very talented, and he often entertains with Fu in court on weekdays, which is very popular with Cao Cao.But this time, everyone can smell the smoke.

Before Cao Cao agreed, Cao Zhi began to chant to himself:

There is a different way to hate people and gods, and it is wrong to resent the prime of life.Resisting the sleeves of robes to cover up tears, the waves of tears streaming down the lapel.The mourning party will never die, and the mourning will go to a foreign land after passing away.There is no slight affection to emulate love, and I present the bright pendant of the south of the Yangtze River.Although latent in the Taiyin, always focus on the king.Suddenly don't realize what he's giving up, and he's blinded by the night.

"It's a different way to hate people and gods, and to complain about what is wrong in the prime of life... Is there no mercy to imitate love, and offer the bright pendant of the south of the Yangtze River?" Cao Cao stood up from his seat, walked slowly a few steps with a sneer, "he What is dedicated to me is not Ming Dang from Jiangnan, open your eyes and see for yourself!"

After speaking, he threw a bloody red object from his sleeve, and smashed it hard on Cao Zhi's head, smashing him to the ground immediately.

Cao Zhi shook, and Cao Pi quickly stepped forward to support him, and looked down at the ground, it turned out to be the blood sandalwood fan from Shuzhong.

Cao Pi trembled in shock: "This..."

"Hmph!" Cao Cao flicked his sleeves, and sat down angrily, "Nizi, it's a shame!"

Cao Zhi clutched his forehead, bright red blood gushed out from between his fingers, flowing meanderingly all over his face.Still wanting to refute something in a hurry, but Cao Pi covered his mouth firmly with one hand: "Father, brother Zhi is injured, I will take him to deal with it first..."

Cao Cao frowned and nodded, acquiescing.

Cao Zhi was still struggling, but Cao Pi ignored him and dragged him out with half a hug and half a hug.