"Cao Mengde! What did you say?"

Someone stood up in panic and kicked several cases in the corner. He shouted loudly at Cao Cao at the door. He waved his hands to touch the weapons on his waist. He suddenly realized that he had been invited and stopped after two steps. However, he was not the only one who stood up alone. Dong Cheng escorted the emperor over and experienced several bloody battles. When he heard the news, his figure shook.

Cao Cao went straight over and walked to everyone, his eyes swept over sad or angry faces, "I know that some of you suspect that Your Majesty was killed by me, Cao Mengde, but think about it, Yuan Benchu, who is the fourth generation and the third generation, does not come, and Liu Jingsheng from Jingzhou is the royal relative? He doesn't come either, Wang Kuang from Hanoi is not here, right? Only I am here..." Sheng took a breath, his fist suddenly hit the wall, and his voice rose: "...Is it because I came to kill the emperor? Who was the first to spend all the money to save the king? And who insisted on pursuing the chasing of Xu Rong when Dong Zhe took His Majesty to move the capital to Chang'an, and almost died?"

"Think about it carefully..." His tone slowed down and looked at the dozens of people in the room, Shizhong Taichung, Shangshuo, Sikong Zhang Xi, General Dong Cheng of Wei, Zhijinwu Fuwan... and so on.

He said, "...... Why should I, Cao Cao, do such a thankless thing?"

The fire swayed, illuminating the figures of silent ministers. On the side of everyone, the gray-haired Grand Marshal Yang Biao lowered his eyes, stared at the table, and spoke slowly: "Cao Yanzhou's self-defense words are indeed reasonable and well-founded. All ministers might as well calm down first."

"That's Your Majesty... Why am I calm!" Dong Cheng couldn't help but walk forward a few steps. The soldiers around him pulled out half of the blade and forced him over. He had to retreat and look at Cao Cao opposite him: "Where is the assassin? You said it's not your Majesty you killed, who can testify for you? What's the point of bringing this little baby here?"

After several questions in a row, Cao Cao waved his hand and asked the guard to retreat. "When the assassin was captured, he committed suicide. As for whom he testified for me..." He clapped his hands, and Ren Hongchang, who was waiting outside the door, walked in. She was the imperial chief in the palace. Most people had met one or two times, so they naturally recognized him.

"Hongchang has seen you all." At this time, the woman restrained her original charm and saluted everyone with a cold expression. "Cao Yanzhou's words are indeed the case. The assassin was hiding in the team where His Majesty returned east. When he arrived in Luoyang, everyone was exhausted and guarded. I saw the man's move with his own eyes. The other party wanted to come and kill me, but was then rescued by Cao Yanzhou's generals."

Cao Cao waved her hand and asked her to go down, looking at Dong Cheng, Yang Biao and others again: "Maybe you will think that she was forced by me, but the matter has happened. The news that Your Majesty is in trouble must not spread out..."

"Cao Mengde, so you want to support a Majesty who is not the emperor?" Shangshuo Feng Shuo was furious and took off his steps and threw it over, "What's the difference between you and rebellion?"

The worn shoes hit the chest, Cao Cao's face turned as usual, and he waved his sleeves and brushed the dust on it, "I haven't spoken yet, can Shangshu Feng finish listening?"

"You all know that the world is not peaceful, and the princes of all walks of life change their minds. If you hear that Your Majesty is gone... What will happen to the Han Dynasty? Not to mention the south, Yuan Shao from Hebei will dare to raise a big flag. His family has four generations and three masters, and his disciples and old officials are everywhere. There are also among you... If there is no master in the world, the Han Dynasty will be over."

"So you have this idea? It's ridiculous!" Feng Shuo interrupted again loudly. Shizhong Tai Chong shook his head and said, "This is inappropriate for Cao Yanzhou. Even if Your Majesty is in trouble, there are still many royal families in the world, such as Liu Biao from Jingzhou and Liu Yan from Western Shu. Why did you find a commoner who looks a little bit similar to pretend to be..."

After being interrupted twice, Cao Cao looked at the two of them and frowned, holding their hands on the Yitian Sword, and his voice became low: "Cao is about to say this, who do you choose, Liu Jingsheng and Liu Junlang? It's hard to choose. When you choose, you will send someone to inform them. In the time of one round or another, whether you believe Yuan Shao or not, Yuan Shu will have enough reason to rebel. The other princes with ulterior motives, such as Ma Teng and Han Sui of Xiliang, Lu Bu who was huddled in Xuzhou, and the southernmost Jiaozhou Shijia will also follow suit. How many people will be called kings and emperors at that time, and the wars everywhere in Jiuzhou will be everywhere. It will not be enough to use your head on your neck to atone for sins."

When he said this, Feng Shuo on the opposite side suddenly stepped forward, "Quote!" Before he could say the word "quibble!", Cao Cao pulled out his long sword with a clang, and shouted angrily: "Do you think my Cao Mengde's sword is not good?" With one sword, blood splattered everywhere, and the flames were shaken by the wind waving for a while, and the corpse cut from half of his neck fell backwards.

The smell of blood filled the room.

"...... Cao Yanzhou said nothing, why should I kill someone?" Yang Biao remained expressionless. He glanced at the body and turned his face: "I still want to hear Yanzhou talk about how to arrange it below."

After wiping the blood on the sword with a silk handkerchief, Cao Cao asked someone to carry the body out. After seeing the shocked people, he turned to the sheath of the sky and pushed the almost scared child forward. "While asking him to pretend to be His Majesty for the time being, everyone discussed who to ascend the throne. With his eyes, he sent an envoy to inform him. This is a perfect solution."

Dozens of people present looked at each other, even though they were a little dissatisfied, but after thinking about it carefully, this is the only way to do so. Otherwise, once the news of Your Majesty’s disaster was made public, the entire Han Dynasty would be in chaos.

"But this child is not like His Majesty. If he is recognized, wouldn't we all become traitors?" Dong Cheng was a little shaken after all. He glanced at the timid and trembling farm child at the corpse, so scared that he didn't dare to cry.

"How many people in this world have the opportunity to meet the saint..." Cao Cao reached out and held the trembling shoulders of 'Liu Xie', his eyes were fierce, he leaned forward against his trembling body, and looked at everyone: "As long as I tell you to everyone here, he is real!"

His palms were slapped on the shoulder of "Liu Xie". Cao Cao hugged the other party and turned to walk out the door. His voice came with an undeniable voice: "Okay, Luoyang is ruined and cannot be allowed to sit on His Majesty. I can't leave it alone in Yanzhou, so I will go to Xuchang with Cao."

After strode out, Cao Cao handed the child in his arms to Ren Hongchang who had been waiting respectfully: "Teach him the etiquette that the emperor should have, and the queen's side, you can do it together. If something goes wrong, I will kill you."

"yes."

The woman pulled the farmer's child, looked down at the drooping gaze, and then she dared to raise her head and look at the distant back, and finally realized that power was not how big an official or how much power a person had, but what this person did in every move.

This is power.

...

The long palace road and the high walls have faded.

Walking through the gaps of tiles filled with weeds, standing still, Cao Cao raised his head and looked at the rising sky light with his hands in his arms, and breathed in his chest: "Fengxiao, what do you think the world will be like in the future? I can't understand it more and more."

"Things of the world are just impermanent." Guo Jia, who followed behind him, said with a smile.

Cao Cao nodded, spread out his right hand holding the sword before, and turned his face to the side: "Jiang a Shangshu just now was like killing a pig and a sheep. When he entered Xuchang, he would have no choice but to do anything."

"What should the lord do in the future?"

"Let's clear the world first... Don't talk about this to Wen Ruo, you know his character."

"Jia naturally understands."

The sound and words sounded scattered on the long palace road. Every word that was light seemed meaningless, but it was related to the world. In the brilliant light in the sky, the sound became longer and longer and smaller.

That afternoon, soldiers gathered to protect Emperor Yuluan and drove out of the city gate.

The corpse is forever forgotten in the dry well in the slightly slanted skylight.

The car caught up with the queen and kept a distance from the stranger beside her. Looking back at the dilapidated city behind her, she couldn't see clearly what the future road would be like.

On the way, a scout came quickly and rushed towards the team ahead, bringing news: "Report to the lord, Yang Feng is going to come to see Your Majesty with thousands of troops."

On the horse's back, Cao Cao looked at the content on Subo, raised his head and whispered: "Zihe, Yuanrang, Zhongkang, you will lead your troops to destroy him."

"By the way, Zihe." He raised his eyes. Cao Chun, who was about to ride a horse, stopped and turned his head. Cao Cao knocked his finger: "After the fight, you will lead hundreds of horses to Shanggu County to bring Ziyou back, and let Bailang come to Xuchang to lead the people."

"good!"

Nodded there and ran away. Soon, the trumpet of the army sounded and killed Baibo's army named Yang Feng to the north.

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The sky shines north, and it is already mid-August in a blink of an eye.

Gongsun Zhi was teasing his son who was almost one year old in the yard and learning to speak, Cai Yan was sewing a doll clothes under the eaves, and from time to time, he looked up at the father and son who were playing in the yard, with an indescribable smile on his face.
Chapter completed!