Chapter 375 Cao Cao's death, Sun Quan is like a mourning concubine
Chapter 375: Cao Cao’s death, Sun Quan is in mourning
Author: Playing with Basilisk
Chapter 375: Cao Cao’s death, Sun Quan is in mourning
In the Battle of Wancheng, Cao Cao killed Dian Wei, Cao Anmin, and indirectly Cao Ren and Le Jin.
But he never regretted it.
Because regret itself is the most useless emotion in the world. Life cannot be repeated. No matter how much regret and remorse you have, it has no meaning.
Only Cao Ang will always be the pain in Cao Cao's heart, making his steely heart full of regret.
For the first time in his life, Cao Cao tasted Huiqing intestines.
In the nightmare, he howled and cried, and when Cao Ang gradually dissipated, he shouted: "Ang'er, my Ang'er, where are you going?"
As he spoke, he jumped forward, but then he seemed to be in vain, and then a sharp pain came, causing him to wake up.
"Husband, husband."
Mrs. Bian, who had been guarding Cao Cao by the bedside, saw that Cao Cao had a nightmare and wanted to wake him up, but he pounced on him and made him take several steps back.
When she came to her senses again, she was so scared that she lost her mind.
Because Cao Cao actually fell from the bed and even hit his forehead on the ground, causing blood to flow from it.
This scene shocked Mrs. Bian to the point where she turned pale and hurriedly shouted outside: "Come quickly."
The attendants, slaves, and maids outside the door quickly opened the door and came in. When they saw this scene, they immediately became confused.
Some people went out to call the imperial doctor, some went to help Cao Cao, and some went to deliver messages.
Less than a quarter of an hour later, it was already early in the morning, around three o'clock in the middle of the night, and the Prince of Wei's mansion quickly became bustling with people.
Cao Pi, Cao Zhi and other descendants, Cheng Yu, Dong Zhao, Sima Yi and other close ministers, as well as Xu Chu, Cao Chun, Cao Xiu, Cao Zhen and other generals came.
At this moment, Cao Cao was knocked so hard that after he woke up from his dream, he was groggy due to a headache. It took a while before he gradually opened his eyes and woke up.
Seeing so many people surrounding him, he wanted to open his mouth to say something, but found that his throat was too dry to say anything.
Seeing this, Mrs. Bian quickly said: "Bring water, King Wei wants to drink water."
"Water, hurry up."
Cao Pi also shouted immediately.
Soon the maid came over with a bowl of water.
Mrs. Bian served Cao Cao and drank it.
Cao Cao then took a long breath and said with difficulty: "What's wrong with the widowed people?"
"My husband misses Ang'er, and calls him Ang'er."
Mrs. Bian said.
Cao Cao's head was in a state of confusion at this time. After Mrs. Bian reminded him, he vaguely recalled what happened in his dream.
With difficulty, he raised his hand and touched the corner of his eyes, tears wet his cheeks and pillow.
He started crying again.
"Yes, I dreamed about Zixiu. He said that my father was old but the child was still young because I killed him in Wancheng."
Tears kept falling, and Cao Cao's sadness quickly infected the people around him.
Cao Pi, Cao Zhi and others also shed tears.
Mrs. Bian comforted him and said: "Husband, I have a spiritual spirit. I also hope that my husband can be healthy and live a long life, and not resent me under the Nine Springs."
"well."
Cao Cao sighed and said: "I know Zixiu will not blame me, but when he asked me where his mother was, I was speechless."
Mrs. Bian had no choice but to remain silent.
Cao Ang's mother is not her, but Mrs. Ding.
Although Mrs. Ding is not Cao Ang's biological mother, she raised Cao Ang.
The death of Cao Ang in Wancheng caused Mrs. Ding to break with Cao Cao.
In his entire life, perhaps he would feel deeply guilty only when facing Mrs. Ding.
Cao Cao cried and cried, and finally there were no more tears in his eyes. He only felt drowsy, as if he was going to sleep, so he said with difficulty: "I am tired, you all should go out."
The sound was already extremely weak.
The wound on his forehead was actually just a little bit of skin, and the imperial doctor helped to bandage it, but Mrs. Bian still said uneasy: "My husband needs someone to take care of him, so it is better to leave Zi Huan Zi Jian, Xu Chu and the others."
"Um."
Cao Cao responded, closed his eyes and fell asleep slowly.
The weather was very cold, he still had a fever, and he had taken an unknown amount of medicine, but his health was still deteriorating, and he slept much more than he was awake in a day.
Cao Pi, Cao Zhi, Xu Chu and others stayed on guard. At noon on the second day, Cao Cao still hadn't woken up, and everyone was in panic.
The imperial doctor saw that his breathing was very weak, and he often shook his head.
After another two days, Cao Cao woke up and slept, but was in a coma most of the time. It was not until December 14th that he woke up from his sleep again.
On this day, Cao Cao seemed to be in better spirits. In the early morning, he slowly opened his eyes from the bed, and then turned his head with difficulty. What he saw was Mrs. Bian lying on the bedside with only a silk quilt.
The other descendants of Cao Pi, Cao Zhi and others also made mats in the house and fell asleep. They had been guarding Cao Cao every day for the past few days, which was very frustrating for them. Only Xu Chu still stood at the door like an iron tower, his eyes scarlet and covered with red eyes.
He was bloodshot and kept staring at the bedside.
Seeing Cao Cao wake up, Xu Chu quickly prepared to call someone, but saw Cao Cao shaking his head slightly, and then waved with difficulty, signaling Xu Chu to come over.
Xu Chu walked over.
Cao Cao said softly: "Madam has worked hard these days. Let her sleep for a while. I feel better. Please help me go outside for a walk."
Xu Chuwei asked: "King Wei, it's very cold outside, but it's very warm inside the house."
Charcoal is burning in the house round the clock.
But even if a window was opened for ventilation, Cao Cao felt very stuffy just because of burning charcoal. He shook his head and said, "It's too stuffy in this room. Let's go out for a walk."
"That's good."
Xu Chu couldn't resist Cao Cao, so he had to help Cao Cao get up.
Cao Cao went to the ground with difficulty. Even though his voice was very slight, when he opened the door, he still woke up Mrs. Bian and all the children in the house.
When Mrs. Bian saw Cao Cao getting up to go out, she exclaimed: "Xu Chu, you can't open the door, it's very windy outside."
"Madam, this is the King of Wei"
Xu Chu was in trouble.
"Cough cough cough cough."
Cao Cao coughed twice and waved his hand: "Madam, I'm going out for a walk."
"Xu Chu!"
Mrs. Bian got up from the ground to stop him.
Xu Chu glanced at Cao Cao in embarrassment. Cao Cao shook his head and said, "Open the door."
Xu Chu had no choice but to open the door.
The door opens.
The cold wind blew towards my face, making my whole body shiver involuntarily.
At this time, Cao Cao's face and lips were pale, and his whole body was in pain, but he still looked at the outside world seriously.
The world is completely white, the courtyard is covered with snow, and snowflakes as big as goose feathers are flying and falling. The snow stopped for two days in the past few days, but it happened to start falling again today, covering the whole world in white.
With Xu Chu's support, Cao Cao slowly walked into the corridor and followed the east corridor toward the south back garden.
Behind him, Mrs. Bian, Cao Pi, Cao Zhi and others followed closely. They were afraid that Cao Cao would be angry and did not dare to get too close, so they kept a distance of four or five meters and followed cautiously.
There were originally some icicles on the porch, but the servants of the wealthy family would clean them every day, but a new one happened to grow out, and the broken ice fell from the eaves, and fell right in front of Cao Cao.
The expressions of the surrounding servants immediately changed slightly. In the past, Cao Cao would have probably killed someone.
But unexpectedly, Cao Cao was not angry. He just continued along the corridor, passed through the arch, and stepped into the back yard through the wind and snow.
There were guards nearby who put a bamboo bandage on him.
Xu Chu carefully helped him to the pavilion in the backyard, and Cao Cao sat in the pavilion.
The pavilion is located on a lake. The lake is frozen. Some slaves have broken the ice hole. The carps below are still swimming, but there is no vitality. Some even seem to be dead.
Cao Cao sighed: "The flowers I raised withered, and the fish I raised died. All things will face the fate of death one day."
Xu Chu hurriedly said: "Next spring, King Wei's flowers will bloom again, the fish will live, and King Wei will be healthy for a long, long time."
"hehe."
Cao Cao knew that these were Xu Chu's words to comfort him. It was really not easy to make a big boss so smart.
He looked at the snow outside and fell into deep thought.
In the distance, Mrs. Bian, Cao Pi, Cao Zhi and others were standing under the corridor in the backyard, watching from a distance and not daring to disturb them.
Cao Cao looked at brothers Cao Pi and Cao Zhi standing like quails over there, and couldn't help but said to Xu Chu: "Zhongkang, you said, if I die, can Zihuan hold on to this country?"
Xu Chu said: "The prince is wise and decisive, he can defend himself, and there are many wizards in the clan, he will be able to defeat Liu Bei and dominate the world in the future."
He called Cao Pi the crown prince because in the Han Dynasty, the heirs of princes and princes were called princes, just like the emperor's heirs. The difference was that the emperor's heir, the prince, was called the crown prince, and the prince's heir was called the crown prince.
Cao Cao sighed: "Zi Huan's sons Xiu and Cang Shu are far behind each other. If Zi Xiu and Cang Shu are alone, why should I worry that the country will not be stable?"
Xu Chu was too nervous to speak.
Cao Ang and Cao Chong have always been the biggest pain in Cao Cao's heart.
After a while, Cao Cao's eyes were a little cloudy, and his complexion, which seemed to have improved a lot, was also a little worse.
He stood up slowly and walked to the railing. Suddenly he slapped the table and cried bitterly: "Ang'er, Chong'er, if you leave my father behind, how can my father live?"
"King Wei."
Xu Chu stepped forward and comforted him: "This man has passed away. Please express my condolences."
"well."
Cao Cao cried for a while, as if all his energy for the day had been exhausted. He felt dizzy, took two steps back, and almost fell down.
After being supported by Xu Chu, he slowly said: "I'm tired, please send me back to rest."
"yes."
Xu Chu helped Cao Cao back.
But after only taking a few steps, Cao Cao's legs suddenly went weak and he was about to fall.
Fortunately, Xu Chu had quick eyes and quick hands to support him.
"Husband."
"Father."
In the distance, Mrs. Bian, Cao Pi, Cao Zhi and others came running in a hurry.
Xu Chu was also frightened to death and hurriedly hugged him up.
Mrs. Bian went up and took a breath, which was already very weak. She touched her forehead and it was hot.
She hurriedly said: "Send King Wei back to his room quickly."
Xu Chu then took three steps and two steps at a time and sent Cao Cao back to the house.
It's night.
Cao Cao fell into a coma due to a high fever and was terminally ill.
A few days later.
Cao Cao, King of Wei of the Han Dynasty, passed away on December 17, the 24th year of Jian'an.
He lived three months less than in history, and was sixty-six years old.
One month later, he was buried in Gaoling in the western suburbs of Ye City. Emperor Liu Xie of the Han Dynasty paid his funeral and gave him the posthumous title of King Wu.
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At the end of January in the twenty-fifth year of Jian'an, the news of Cao Cao's death spread throughout the country.
In order to stabilize the situation, Cao Pi chose not to announce the funeral secretly at first.
It was not until the beginning of January that he could no longer hide it, so he announced to the world that he would succeed the King of Wei.
The news spread quickly.
After learning that Cao Cao had passed away due to illness, many people in various parts of the north rebelled and revolted. The people of Xuzhou even cheered and rejoiced that the murderous king had left.
The situation is different in various places in the south. Naturally, some people in the Liu Bei Group are happy and some are happy, but most people are indifferent.
For them, Cao Cao's death was still too far away from them and had no impact on them. So why should they be happy or sad about his death?
But in Jiangzhou, they still congratulated Liu Bei after Zhuge Liang corrected him.
Because Cao Cao, as the founder of Cao Wei, had extremely high prestige, he was like a sea-fixing needle that consolidated the cornerstone of Cao Wei.
Compared with Cao Cao, Cao Pi's prestige is far behind.
Therefore, now that the new king has come to power, the dissatisfied rebels everywhere must be like crucian carp crossing the river.
Cao Wei could not protect himself, let alone protect Jiangdong.
Their attack on Jiangdong will go more smoothly. After a month or two, when they are fully prepared and when the south warms up, they can take action against Sun Quan.
Only Liu Bei was neither happy nor sad. He looked deeply to the north and let out a long sigh.
"I have been a rival for my whole life, and although I finally defeated you once, Meng De, I cannot let you see me defeat your Wei State and capture you alive in your lifetime. It will be a pity after all."
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Jiangdong, Jianye.
Wuhou Mansion.
"What?"
When Sun Quan got the news, he jumped up and asked, "Can you say it again?"
The messenger said tremblingly: "Marquis Wu, there is news from the north that King Cao Cao of Wei has died of illness."
"ah."
Sun Quan sat back on the ground again, his eyes were blank, and he did not get up for a long time.
Zhang Zhao, Zhuge Jin, Lu Xun and others on the left and right were also silent.
Cao Cao's death was definitely bad news for them.
Because Sun Quan's power has been very weak since he stabbed Liu Bei in the back.
Liu Bei defeated Sun Cao's coalition forces through the battles of Jingzhou and Guanzhong, and his momentum shocked the world for a while.
Now Liu Bei has not attacked Jiangdong. First, it is winter and it is difficult to send troops.
The second is a two-front war. The people's livelihood within the Liu Bei Group is also in decline, and they urgently need time to recuperate and recover.
But everyone knows that after the autumn of this year at the latest, after last year's wheat harvest and this spring's rice harvest, it will probably be the time for Liu Bei to send troops.
Therefore, Sun Quan has always placed his hope on Cao Cao's side to recover as soon as possible, so that when Liu Bei comes over, Cao Cao will send troops from Huainan, and he will resist on the Yangtze River to jointly defend Liu Bei.
As a result, at this juncture, Cao Cao died.
In fact, whether Cao Cao dies or not should have nothing to do with Sun Quan.
The problem is that Sun Quan is still hoping for the stars and the moon, waiting for Cao Cao to stabilize the situation in the north as soon as possible so that he can come to his aid.
Now that Cao Cao is dead, the situation in the north will definitely get worse. His successor Cao Pi may not be as capable and prestigious as Cao Cao to calm down the chaos in the north and restore the strength of the north as soon as possible.
Once Liu Bei attacks at this time, Cao Pi cannot send troops, so how can he withstand Liu Bei's offensive?
Therefore, when Sun Quan heard the news, his face was full of disbelief. He hoped that the news was false, but after confirming it three times, the messenger still told him the thing he least expected to happen.
This sudden bad news made him instantly confused and his face became sad.
"Why. Why at this time."
Sun Quan's eyes were dull, and he wailed and roared: "Why does Cao Cao have to die at this time? He could have died sooner or later, but why does it have to be at this time? Wuwuwuwuwu."
At the end of the scolding, he felt as if he was mourning for his heir, sobbing loudly.
Because he knows.
Jiangdong's three-generation foundation is about to come to an end.