In July, heavy rain continued in Yan and Henan. In response to the war north of the Yellow River, Xudu City, from the emperor to the people, his eyes were focused on Cao's mansion. Whether in the court or the people, it was the biggest thing to do about Cao Cao's serious illness. However, whether the news was accurate, everyone had to watch. No matter how sick the tiger was, he would fight back before his death. No one dared to make unwise tests at the first time.

The heavy rain slowed down slightly, and it turned into a drizzle. The maid walked through the eaves of the side courtyard with wine. The faint voice of indignation and the sound of the piano came from the room. Then, she gently opened the door and went in to add wine. Cao Zhen's voice became clear. "The news that his adoptive father was seriously ill is very likely from Gongsun Zhi lurking in the city and spreading it carefully... Xun Shizhong was probably also aware of his adoptive father's condition, but he didn't say it out."

"These people deserve to die, please inform the Prefect Man to arrest them!"

"...... Brother Xiahou is right, but once they are arrested, it is confirmed that his adoptive father is seriously ill. At that time, the soldiers and horses in the north are in a hurry, and the people in Xudu City are in panic. Those aristocratic families have always been beneficial to the people from all sides, and the ministers and generals whom they have introduced will also turn against each other."

"Then Gongsun Zhi is shameless!"

When the maid took the wine into the bronze tripod and left the room, Xiahou Wei couldn't help but curse again. He pressed his fists on the desk, his eyes slightly red: "I didn't force Qinghe to death, but also used such disgusting methods, which made people disgusting. When my father came into battle, he saw how he slashed this person with one knife!"

"Although it is right, there are so many soldiers under Gongsun Zhi who are used to fighting. It is not possible for Brother Xiahou to fight on the battlefield to say a few words. The gap between the enemy and us is too big, so we can only rely on the right place and the harmony of the people to resist. Moreover, the other party in Xu Du City did not know how many detailed works they had hidden. A few years ago, Jia Xu, held Jinwu, was kidnapped by the other party on his way home from night. Now he doesn't know whether he is dead or not. Moreover, even if the other party is far away in the battlefield in Jizhou, he will know clearly within a month."

After hearing Cao Zhen's words, Xiahou Wei immediately put down Jiu Jue heavily and let out a bang. He cursed again: "A really shameless person."

The rain curtain was hanging outside the window and dripping. On the other side of the noisy voice, the bead curtain rolled up. Cao Pi smiled at the woman playing the piano inside, and then walked towards the brothers. "Zi Dan's analysis is good, but his father is still recuperating, and nothing is serious."

"But the second brother is still preparing more. He is not in this mansion, but in the court and those noble families. If his adoptive father is... they will inevitably be in chaos."

"Yes." Cao Pi sat down and looked at the ripples of the wine poured in front of him. "Gongsun's evil thief forced his sister to death, which made my father so sad that he was sick and lying on the couch..." He choked and quietly reached out to wipe the wet stains on the corners of his eyes, "...If you capture this person alive in the future, you will definitely take him to the spirit of your sister to pay tribute and comfort the people of Jizhou that have been affected by this war."

Xiahou Wei took a deep sniff, and the corners of his eyes turned red. He picked up the Tongjue and went over: "Don't worry, second young master, please stand on your side, your father will stand on your side, and there are uncle Xiahou, uncle Cao and others... Alas, that's what it means anyway. If those civil and military ministers in the court dare to make trouble, they will slash you with a knife!"

Cao Zhen also nodded.

"Then Pi will thank the two brothers first!" Cao Pi raised his title and drank it all in one gulp. Then the three of them talked for a while before leaving. The sound of the piano in the room stopped. A woman named "Zhen Mi" came out from behind the pearl curtain, gently sat down beside Cao Pi, and leaned her head on his shoulder: "Dad father-in-law will not be able to overcome this illness, and I will stand behind my husband. However, I heard that my father-in-law likes the third son Cao Zhi very much. He has outstanding literary talent and has a wide range of friends. He is surrounded by literati and poets, and even many civil officials in the court are close to him."

"My father loves his son to build his talents and knows that he is a husband. But after his eldest brother passed away, I became the eldest son. Since ancient times, it has been a taboo to abandon the eldest son and establish the young son. My father will not be so confused."

‘Zhen Mi’ looked at the ticking rain curtain, her mouth vaguely curled up, and her red lips slightly opened her ears: “But my father-in-law is seriously ill now, and she may not be sober…”

Cao Pi stopped suddenly, and hesitated for a moment: "...Would that lady have a plan to teach me?"

"The third young master is not as unrestrained as a silence. It is better to ruin his reputation in his father-in-law's heart. I am willing to be this bait..."

A gentle sound was mixed into the cold rain in the yard. The wind blew over, and the straight rain lines were swaying in the wind, and it became quiet here.

At the turn of Langyuan, a cold confrontation sounded in the backyard. Ding took the soup from Bian's hand opposite and handed it to the maid beside him. He narrowed his eyes: "I will naturally come to take care of my husband. How can I enter and leave the concubine at will? If you have children for the Cao family, you will naturally enjoy your life in the future. You will be able to live in the backyard at this time."

Mrs. Bian lowered her head and waited until Mrs. Ding left before she attracted a confidant servant: "Be careful."

"Yes!" The servant was also a wise man. He immediately understood the meaning of the short words and followed quietly in the direction where Ding left. The woman stood in the corridor and did not leave immediately. She looked at the disappearing eaves of Ding's corridor over there and snorted: "Husband is seriously ill, but you suddenly changed... Husband, I want to see what you are going to do behind your back."

The wet and cold wind blew past the woman's words under the eaves. On this afternoon rainy day, a mysterious atmosphere appeared above Xuchang City.

This city with a huge population, countless people live here, forming various pictures. However, during this period when Cao Cao was seriously ill, many, bright and dark thoughts were intertwined, forming indescribable complex threads, binding people to each other, involving the Central Plains states, families of all sizes, small circles of the courts and civilians in the market were all in a state of nerves. Once there was any movement on it, the sky would change, and the people on the same opposite would be cleaned, which was extremely nervous.

On the sickbed with the smell of medicine, Cao Cao's cheeks were thin and he lay on the bed. The temperature brought by the red stove not far away drove away the damp water vapor in the house. He listened to Cao Chun's news from outside every moment, even if he couldn't get out of bed, he would take the city into his own hands.

After a while, the dry eyes blinked twice. Cao Cao raised his hand. Cao Chun hurriedly approached and heard a weak voice sound: "Zihe... When he was here, do these people dare to jump up and down?"

Cao Chun quickly put his hand down, covered it with a quilt, and sat down on the edge of the bed: "Of course I don't dare. If the eldest brother put his majesty there, how dare these rats come out? When the eldest brother is in good health, they will scare these people to death. Chun will hold the knife!"

"And Chu!" The fat man screamed at the copper furnace.

"...Haha.....cough..." Cao Cao smiled and looked at the top of the curtain: "When will my health be better? I'm afraid it won't work..."

During the period when he was about to take care of him, Cao Cao seemed to be a little more energetic and could even eat a few bites of porridge, but only Cao Chun and Xu Chu were the ones who accompanied him day and night. His body was actually weaker day by day, and sometimes he would cough in the middle of the night and unable to fall asleep...

"Zihe..."

Her thin cheeks and white hair turned around with a faint sound. Cao Cao reached out from under the quilt and held Cao Chun: "........ I want to see Gongsun and let him come to Xudu."

Cao Chun frowned, hesitated for a while, and finally nodded.

....

The sky was hazy, and outside the heavy courtyard wall, the street was filled with water vapor. On the third floor of a wine shop two streets away from Cao Mansion, one person stood on the wooden fence and looked at the gate of the mansion there. Cao Ang looked full of stubborn face and decadent. Shortly after he entered the city, he learned from the message from Zhu Gongdao that his father was seriously ill, but at this moment he did not dare to go over easily, and even Yu Jin could not come forward at this time. After all, the news of his surrender had not been conveyed here.

Soon, several fast horses came out of Cao's mansion. Cao Ang tightly grabbed Mulan's hand and sighed: "Wait a little longer... The time has not come yet."

Yu Jin nodded in casual clothes, agreed to these words.
Chapter completed!