The Nameless of the Common Clans

Half a month passed by in a flash, and Cao Cao never showed up, which made Chen Mo couldn't help but curse in his heart.

"What do you want to compete with today?" Chen Mo was looking at the bamboo slips of the Xun family. When he heard footsteps, he asked directly without looking up.

The only one in this military camp who dared to come to him without notification was Cao Ang.

"I came here today to say goodbye to my uncle. I would like to thank my uncle for his teachings during these days. I will keep them in my heart for the rest of my life and will not dare to look back." Cao Ang bowed to Chen Mo and said.

Chen Mo put down the bamboo slips and raised his head to look at Cao Ang. Although it was only half a month old, Cao Ang's body was a little less childish, but a little more tenacious temperament honed in the military, and his expression was a little less arrogant.

"That's fine. After all, you are still young. It is not appropriate to stay in the military camp all the time. Go back and tell your father that this relationship cannot be settled in one or two meals." Chen Mo waved while reading the bamboo slips.

Cao Ang had a strange feeling when someone who was a few years older than him called him young. However, he was convinced by Chen Mo's ability, but he was also a little curious: "Uncle, after a teacher has taught a disciple, he shouldn't ask the disciple Did you learn anything?"

"First of all, I'm not your teacher, this is none of my business." Chen Mo raised his head, looked at Cao Ang and smiled: "Secondly, I think there should be no shortage of people to tell you. What I said is probably what they said. It’s the same, so there’s no need to waste time. As for knowledge, everyone has knowledge in the world. The same knowledge, but everyone learns different things. This is the Tao. The Tao can be taught but cannot be practiced. If I teach you, that is My way, not yours, understand?”

"I seem to understand." Cao Ang thought seriously.

"Take your time, life is long, there will always be a day when you understand, and I can teach you. I have taught you these days, and the rest is up to you." After Chen Mo finished speaking, he ignored him and continued Looking at his own book, it is not always possible to see the experiences recorded by the sages of the Xun family. Now the bamboo slips are almost engraved. Next, if there is time, Chen Mo wants to settle down and sort out those things. It is a book that you can read carefully in the future and can also be passed on to future generations. This can be regarded as the heritage of the Chen family.

"Farewell, nephew." Cao Ang bowed to Chen Mo, but this salute was not as polite as it was at first, but sincere.

"This child will become a great person in the future!" Looking at Cao Ang's leaving figure, Chen Mo closed the bamboo slips, walked out of the tent, and said to Dalang with a smile.

"Actually... you're not that old either." Dalang turned his head and looked at Chen Mo and said.

"I'm four years older than him." Chen Mo glanced at Dalang and said, "And sometimes, people shouldn't be distinguished by age."

"What's the point? Height?" Dalang straightened his brother, who was half a head taller than Chen Mo.

Chen Mo: "..."

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On the other side, after Cao Ang left the military camp, he went straight back to Cao Mansion.

"Has my son been wronged?" Before Cao Cao could react, Ding, who came after hearing the news, had already pulled Cao Ang over, looked at Cao Ang carefully, and said angrily: "My son has lost a lot of weight, so is Chen Mo treating me harshly?" Son?"

"Uncle has never treated me harshly." Dalang shook his head: "Mom, don't worry."

"I have lost weight, but I am also much more muscular. I look more like a man." Cao Cao looked at Cao Ang's demeanor and couldn't help but smile: "It seems that my wise brother has worked hard."

"He is not much older than Ang." Ding frowned and said, "What can you teach my son?"

"In terms of talent, my wise brother is no worse than Ang'er." Cao Cao glanced at his woman, shook his head and said, "Moreover, he has suffered hardships since he was a child and has never given up. For this reason, most people in the world are not as good as him. "

"That's right." Ding wanted to retort, but Cao Ang already nodded and said, "Although my uncle is not old, his talent is ten times better than mine."

"Tell me, what have you learned from me these days?" Cao Cao waved his hand to signal Ding not to say anything, looked at Cao Ang and said with a smile.

Cao Ang immediately told everything he had experienced in the past half month, including his own inner feelings.

For Cao Ang, the most precious thing may not be what Chen Mo taught him, but training with a group of soldiers in the military camp, eating together, living together, the kind of friendship and trust between soldiers, and the kind of being treated as a The feeling of being part of a whole was something Cao Ang had never experienced before.

Although he is the eldest son of Cao Cao, since he was a child, Cao Cao has mostly made friends with foreign countries or worked for his official career. Although Ding regarded him as his own son, Cao Ang still felt a sense of alienation. As for the servants and maids at home, they were very respectful to Cao Ang. , but the feeling of alienation is even greater.

Rather than saying that Chen Mo taught him, it was better to say that the military camp taught him how to integrate into a group.

"This method is not bad. I didn't expect Ang'er to have such a big change." Cao Ang went down to rest, and Ding sat next to Cao Cao and said in surprise.

"That's true, but Madam missed one thing. If my good brother doesn't keep his head high and steady, he won't be so obedient." Cao Cao said with a smile: "Besides, my good brother can do this, but if I If you do it, you will get twice the result with half the effort.”

No matter how good Cao Cao is at running the army, his prestige is naturally halved in front of his own son. Even if he can suppress his son in all aspects like Chen Mo, Cao Ang probably won't be as obedient as Chen Mo. This is the tragedy of being an old man. .

"By the way, father." Cao Ang, who had left, came back, looked at Cao Cao and said, "When we left the camp, my uncle once said that this favor cannot be resolved in one or two meals."

When Cao Cao heard this, he nodded in amusement: "As my father knows, you can go and rest. Don't be too tired."

"Yes!" Cao Ang bowed and turned away.

"My son seems..." Looking at Cao Ang's back, Mrs. Ding said uncertainly: "He has grown up a lot. It's only been half a month. Is Chen Mo really so capable?"

"Taking advantage of the situation is his strength. My son is already outstanding. If he has another three to five years, he may not be worse than my brother." Cao Cao said proudly. Cao Ang was his most proud son.

"No matter what, this matter cannot be dealt with hastily. I should thank him well." Mrs. Ding smiled.

"This matter will be dealt with." Cao Cao nodded and smiled.

At this time, a servant hurried in and bowed to Cao Cao and said: "Master, there is an invitation from the Yuan family outside the door, saying that there is an important matter to discuss."

"Important matter?" Cao Cao was startled when he heard it, and then looked at Mrs. Ding and said: "Madam, please take care of the thank you."

"Husband, go by yourself." Mrs. Ding nodded.

Cao Cao immediately changed his clothes and followed the servant of the Yuan family out, but what surprised Cao Cao was that the direction they were going this time was not the Yuan family mansion.

"Where are you going?" Cao Cao frowned and looked at the servant.

"Reporting to the general, the two young masters have been invited to the general's mansion." The servant bowed.

"The general's mansion?" Cao Cao frowned when he heard it, and instinctively felt something was wrong. The emperor was preparing a new army in order to divide He Jin's power. At this time, as one of the eight lieutenants of Xiyuan, shouldn't he avoid suspicion and put aside his relationship with He Jin?

Cao Cao stopped and his eyes on the servant became cold.

"General Cao?" The servant looked at Cao Cao in confusion.

"Who are you from? How dare you harm me?" Cao Cao looked at the servant, his hand already on the sword at his waist.

The servant was startled, and knelt down in front of Cao Cao with a thud, saying, "General Cao, I am a servant of the Yuan family. This time, it was the invitation of the eldest son, so I dare not say a single word of falsehood."

"Benchu ​​asked me to go to the general's mansion?" Cao Cao sneered.

"That's right." The servant didn't know what taboo he had violated, and bowed to Cao Cao and said, "Someone came to the palace today, and then the general's people came. The eldest son ordered me to invite General Cao to go to the general's mansion."

Cao Cao stared at the servant carefully, and saw that he didn't seem to be lying, and his heart sank. At this time, someone came from the palace, and then Yuan Shao, the lieutenant of the central army, ran to He Jin... Cao Cao suddenly didn't dare to think about it anymore.

"Let's go!" After thinking for a moment, Cao Cao said to the servant, "If I know that you deceived me, I will definitely cut off your head!"

The servants responded repeatedly and continued to take Cao Cao to the general's mansion.

Soon, they arrived at the General's Mansion, but found that the outside of the General's Mansion was relaxed and the inside was tight. After reporting his name and being invited in, he saw that there were many more guards in the General's Mansion than usual. Cao Cao was taken directly to the main hall. There were two teams of people guarding around the main hall, which was like an iron barrel around the whole main hall.

"Meng De is here!" After the announcement, Cao Cao was quickly welcomed in, but found that there were many people in the General's Mansion today. Xia Mou, Feng Fang, and Zhao Rong, who were also the Eight Captains of Xiyuan, were on the list. In addition to himself and Yuan Shao, among the Eight Captains of Xiyuan, only Chen Mo had not arrived except Jian Shuo.

In addition, there were also Wu Qiong, the captain of the city gate, and He Yong, the marquis of the northern army. Cao Cao was shocked to find that more than half of the officers and officers in charge of the military power in Luoyang City had come. What were they doing?

"Cao... I pay my respects to the general!" Although he didn't know what happened, it was obviously not the time to ask. Cao Cao saluted He Jin, and then He Jin waved to him to take a seat, kneeling down where Yuan Shao and Yuan Shu were attacking.

"What happened?" Cao Cao sat next to Yuan Shu and asked in a low voice.

"Today, a confidant of the queen came to the palace to report that His Majesty suddenly fainted yesterday and has not woken up yet. According to the imperial physician, His Majesty is afraid..." Yuan Shu glanced at He Jin and explained in a low voice.

Yuan Shu didn't finish, but the meaning was already very clear. The emperor had been ill for a long time, which was no secret in Luoyang, but no one knew the details. There was even news that the emperor suddenly fainted before, but he woke up soon, but this time, he has not woken up yet.

Cao Cao felt heavy-hearted. Although the court seemed peaceful now, the dispute between the generals and the eunuchs had intensified with the establishment of the Eight Schools of Xiyuan. As long as the emperor was alive, he could still suppress all parties. But if the emperor was gone, what would the consequences be? Cao Cao looked at He Jin and suddenly felt bitter in his heart. Would the fate of the Han Dynasty ultimately escape the control of the foreign relatives?