In November of the ninth year of Yanxi, General Jiang Wei of Zhennan returned to Chang'an to report on his duties. After receiving instructions from Feng Da Sima, he did not bother to rest and rushed back to Luoyang in the wind and snow to reorganize his army and prepare for war.
As soon as Jiang Wei, the general of Zhennan, left, Guan Suo, the general of Zhendong, set off from Chang'an, preparing to lead the front army across the river to Taiyuan.
In mid-November, Feng Da Sima officially set out for Hebei. The Emperor of the Han Dynasty led hundreds of officials to send him off outside Chang'an City.
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Feng Da Sima resigned as emperor, covered the countryside with banners, and led his army to the east of the river.
Feng Da Sima did not do anything to conceal his expedition this time, and even delivered food and grass in the early stages without concealing his momentum.
When he first started to take action, he kept his nerves tense and kept a close eye on the various spies in Guanzhong. Feng Dasima had already rushed to send the news back to its destination before he had even crossed the river.
Jiang Ji, who got the news earlier than Sima Yi of Yecheng, finally let out a long breath after getting the news immediately, and his heart that had been hanging on it fell back to its original place.
He unconsciously clutched the secret letter in his hand and murmured:
"finally come."
Since the fall of Guanzhong, he has been waiting for this day to arrive.
That year, Taifu's Shangdang counterattack made him think that this day would never come.
Unexpectedly, Feng Zeisheng turned the situation around, which is really disappointing.
Now that he knew that Feng Thief was personally leading the army on the expedition, Jiang Ji felt a sense of relief in his heart while feeling heavy.
After all, over the years, facing the legendary far-sighted and ruthless Feng Thief, it was a kind of torture to have to be wary of any sinister tricks the other party would use at any time.
But it was obvious that Thief Feng did not want to play any tricks this time. He just wanted to rely on the elite soldiers of the Han army to defeat Taifu Sima and capture Hebei in an upright manner.
Thinking about it, the Han army's only two defeats over the years - once at Shangdang and once at Youzhou - were both calculated by Sima Taifu.
Apart from this, they all have won many battles and have the potential to be invincible and invincible.
This time, Thief Feng probably wanted to defeat Taifu Sima in a fair and dignified manner and avenge his previous humiliation.
Thinking of this, Jiang Jichang took out a breath and ordered:
"Come here, prepare your horses!"
Although he felt that he had guessed what Feng was thinking, at this age, Jiang Ji could not be naive enough to think that Feng would only focus on finding Taifu Sima.
If Feng Zei obviously planned to attack Jizhou, but actually planned to secretly attack Hanoi, and lost Hanoi due to his own carelessness, then he would really have to die to thank his master.
Therefore, when Feng entered Hedong, he had to personally guard Zhiguanxing in order to feel at ease.
Arriving just one day late in Yecheng, Sima Zhao entered Sima Yi's study in a very rude manner with an urgent document in hand and a panic look on his face:
"Sir, Feng Wenhe is really making a move! This time, he is leading the army himself instead of imprisoning the thieves!"
A few days ago, I learned that Guan Suo's luck in leading the army to Taiyuan was shattered into pieces.
Sima Yi, who was at his desk annotating official documents, heard this and did not immediately raise his head. Instead, he finished approving all the official documents at hand, closed them and put them aside, and then put down his pen.
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Then he reached out and slapped his waist, stretched his neck hard, and tried to move his neck.
When Sima Zhao saw it, he quickly stepped forward and helped Sima Yi massage his shoulders:
"Sir, how do you feel? Are you feeling better?"
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Sima Yi closed his eyes and sighed slowly:
"I'm old, I can't stand it anymore, so
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After sitting for a while, my bones became so stiff that I almost couldn’t move.”
The afterglow of dusk slanted in through the window, shining right on his face.
The tiny ravines and dots of age spots on the skin were illuminated, making them look old and haggard, as if their luster had been ruthlessly stripped away by the years.
Wrinkles were deeply etched on his forehead and corners of his eyes, like deep ravines, recording his years of hard work.
Even though he tried to sit up straight, looking from the direction of Sima Zhao, he could still see that his master's back was slightly hunched, as if he was carrying the heavy burden of Wei.
The adult's hair had always been neat and clean before, but now it has become messy and fluffy, as if it had not been taken care of for a long time.
His beard also grew unevenly, and most of it had turned white, with some traces of gray mixed in, giving people an unkempt look.
He remembered clearly that when he was in Luoyang, his beard was still neatly trimmed.
Everyone knows that after the Shangdang battle, although your Excellency failed to regain the lost territory, you at least took some advantage and allowed the Han Dynasty's Hedong Governor's Mansion to lose troops.
Even Wei Yan, the powerful general of the Han Dynasty, ended up being bedridden for the rest of his life.
But who knew that this battle would deal a heavy blow to the adults.
The eldest brother suffered an eye injury in that battle and eventually died of his injuries.
More importantly, in the eyes of adults, after this battle, the Wei Dynasty forever lost hope of regaining Hedong and Bingzhou.
Between Han and Wei, offense and defense completely changed from then on.
Since you arrived at Yecheng, you have been working day and night. You must not only seize the time to mobilize troops and generals, but also strictly guard the entrances of Taihang to prepare for thieves to invade eastward.
At the same time, it is also necessary to appease the officials in various places to calm people's hearts.
Although Hebei is said to be rich in land and produce, since the time of Emperor Wen, people from Hebei have been moved several times to fill Henan.
When Emperor Ping arrived, he recruited several soldiers from Hebei to fill the vacancies on the western front.
The land of Hebei is in good condition. It has obviously been far away from the war since Emperor Congwu. I never thought that when I entered Jizhou, what I saw was that the people's livelihood was in ruins.
If Yecheng was not the capital of the Wei Dynasty and the place where the country was founded, and the treasury still had some reserves, I am afraid that military supplies would have to be transported from Hanoi and Luoyang for emergency relief.
It is precisely because of this that your Excellency has been working diligently and cautiously over the past few years and has not dared to relax at all.
On the one hand, we must guard against thieves from the west taking advantage of the situation, and on the other hand, we must try our best to restore the livelihood of the people in Hebei, so that food and grass no longer need to be controlled by Cao Shuang.
He saw with his own eyes how the adult's body collapsed.
Who would have expected that Hebei was only slightly improving, and Thief Feng was like a fly that smelled the fishy smell, so he immediately sent troops over.
How difficult this world is!
From Guanzhong, to Luoyang, and then to Yecheng, the thieves pressed forward step by step, almost suffocating the adults.
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Why does Heaven always make things so difficult for adults?
Seeing the adults like this and thinking about the current situation, Sima Zhao couldn't help but feel a sore nose:
"Sir, this Great Wei is not from our Sima clan, so why are you doing this?"
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Hearing this, Sima Yi opened his eyes.
At this time, his eyes were already covered with bloodshot eyes, looking tired and muddy.
The corners of his eyes drooped, with a trace of exhaustion and helplessness that could not be concealed, as if he had endured too much pressure and was exhausted physically and mentally.
I could only hear Sima Yi sighing softly:
"Yes, this Great Wei is not the Great Wei of the Sima clan, but the Sima clan is tied to the Great Wei!"
Thinking back to the beginning, I looked down upon Cao Ah Man after he became an eunuch, and refused to serve the Cao family many times.
I didn’t expect that Cao Aman
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He didn't behave like a son of a man, so he actually let people take a knife to force him to become an official.
well……
Sima Yi shook his head gently:
"I can't go back. I can't look back."
It is impossible to surrender.
If he really surrendered to the Han Kingdom, it would be like pushing the families who supported him into a pit of fire.
It is impossible for the Han State to kill all these aristocratic families. If any of the surviving aristocratic families stand up, they will try their best to eat the Sima family alive.
"If the Wei Dynasty dies, how will the Sima family be different? Only when the Wei Dynasty prospers can we, the Sima family, prosper!"
In the Wei Dynasty, it can be said that the Sima family and the Cao family share the world.
These two families are also a thorn in the side of the Han Dynasty, and they want to get rid of them quickly.
Others can surrender, but the Sima family and the Cao family cannot surrender.
After thinking about this, Sima Yi ordered:
"Sir, please prepare yourself and leave immediately for Qiao County tomorrow."
"Going to Qiao County?" Sima Zhao was surprised, "Sir, why are you going to Qiao County at this time?"
"Weeping Court." Sima Yi said slowly, "Move the reinforcements."
"Ah? This..." Sima Zhao was obviously stunned, "Sir, are you asking me to go to Qiao County to bring in reinforcements at this time?"
How could Cao Shuang send troops to help?
It wasn't that he was worried about his personal safety.
After all, in the early years when my eldest brother was still here, I served as his envoy many times, traveling between Luoyang and Xuchang.
Not to mention that Yecheng and Qiaojun are still the capitals of the Wei Dynasty.
Sir and Cao Shuang, one is the Taifu of the Wei Dynasty and the other is the general of the Wei Dynasty.
The fight between the two men was a power struggle in the Wei Dynasty.
No matter how hard you fight to the death, it is still an internal matter within the Wei Dynasty.
The two armies were fighting, but they didn't kill the envoy.
Moreover, Cao Shuang likes to associate with famous people and values superficial fame. He is a person who fishes for reputation.
Her nature is quite indecisive, and her heart is quite womanly.
As an envoy from Hebei, he went to the imperial court to ask for help. It would not be surprising if Cao Shuang was unwilling to send troops to rescue him for any reason he could find.
But if he dared to openly attack himself, it would be tantamount to risking the disapproval of the world: he would not hesitate to collude with the Han State for his own personal grudges.
This can be said to be the end of the Wei Dynasty.
With Cao Shuang's character, he would never do this.
Of course, Sima Zhao had this idea because at this time, most people's political and moral standards were still relatively high.
If it were in the original history, after his elders pointed at Luo Shui and farted, they would not have dared to think of killing Sima Zhao.
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"It doesn't matter whether Cao Shuang sends troops or not. What matters is that we have to make this gesture."
Sima Yi's body joints seemed to finally be able to move freely again. He slowly leaned on the table and stared at a void in the air in front of him. His eyes seemed a little hollow:
"Thief Feng is the leader of the Han Dynasty. He personally leads the army this time. His intention to conquer Hebei is clearly exposed. Therefore, I predict that the thieves must come from the whole country."
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"How can Hebei alone be able to withstand the entire nation led by Feng Thief? In the eyes of the world, Cao Shuang, as the great general of the Wei Dynasty, should not sit back and watch at this time due to his emotions and reasons."
But Sima Yi knew that things in this world are unreasonable.
What he wants is Cao Shuang's unreasonableness.
Only when Cao Shuang is unreasonable and Sima Taifu is alone and has been struggling to fight against the traitors will the image of the loyal minister of the Wei Dynasty be more and more deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.
Sima Zhao seemed to understand something but not quite.
"Don't worry, as long as my father has a large army, even if you go to Qiao County, Cao Shuang will not dare to do anything to you.
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"When this time passes, you can just cry in the court hall. The sadder you cry, the better."
Sima Zhao nodded: "I understand, kid."
The war was urgent and it was not advisable to delay. He would leave for Qiao County tomorrow. After Sima Zhao resigned to Sima Yi, he turned around and went to visit Zhang Chunhua.
Sima Yi and Zhang Chunhua, a loving couple when they were young, are ultimately no match for time.
Zhang Chunhua, over the years, has rarely had the opportunity to see Sima Yi.
Especially after the hunger strike incident, Zhang Chunhua moved to the courtyard farthest from Sima Yi in Taifu Mansion.
Sima Zhao came out from Sima Yi, spent a lot of time and walked a long distance before arriving at Zhang Chunhua's yard.
Having been with Sima Yi for most of his life, he didn't expect to be hated by him in the end, which already dealt a big blow to Zhang Chunhua, who had a strong nature.
Coupled with the untimely death of his eldest son Sima Shi, Zhang Chunhua fell into grief and could not extricate himself.
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At this time, Zhang Chunhua was lying alone on the couch. The wrinkles on his face were spreading like withered vines, and his skin was loose and dry, as if it had been ruthlessly drained of moisture by the years.
She once gave Sima Yi great support in her career. Her eyes were originally bright and full of energy, but now they have become deeply sunken, like two dry wells, which can no longer reflect the light of the past.
The turbid and dim pupils seemed to be shrouded in a thick layer of haze, reflecting not the light and shadow of the outside world, but the loneliness and sadness deep inside.
Her hands hung weakly on both sides of her body, her fingers slightly bent like withered branches.
Only the corners of his mouth were pursed tightly, forming a stubborn and desolate arc.
The corners of her mouth, which had once been raised to reveal a happy smile, now could only carry endless bitterness and helplessness.
It wasn't until he saw the figure of his son Sima Zhao that Zhang Chunhua's hopeless eyes flashed with light, and the corner of his mouth showed a rare hint of joy.
"Quick, help me up."
Zhang Chunhua ordered around and struggled to get up.
Sima Zhao quickly stepped forward and held Zhang Chunhua's withered hand:
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"Mom, you are not feeling well, just lie down and don't get up."
Zhang Chunhua was indeed weak. She did not force herself to get up, but lay down again. She looked at Sima Zhao steadily with dry eyes:
"My son is here. I also said that you are busy today and can't make it."
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"My child is really busy with some things today, so he came a little late, which made my mother worried."
Sima Zhao held Zhang Chunhua's hand and said with some guilt.
"It's rare that you can come see me every day," Zhang Chunhua stretched out his other hand and pressed Sima Zhao's hand, his withered face full of relief, "How dare I not be satisfied?"
The husband is ruthless, but fortunately the children are filial.
Hearing his mother's words, Sima Zhao's nose felt sore.
How great would it be if the eldest brother was still here?
In that case, he can always be by his mother's side.
Thinking of the task entrusted to him by the Lord, Sima Zhao knelt in front of Zhang Chunhua's couch:
"Mom, my child is unfilial!"
Zhang Chunhua was shocked when he saw that Sima Zhao was uncharacteristically and even shed tears:
"What's wrong with my son? Why are you acting like a son?"
"The child will go to Qiao County tomorrow. From the day after tomorrow, my mother may not be able to see the child every day."
Sima Zhao sobbed and told the story again. Find Shuyuan
My mother was so ill that I wished I could stay with her all the time and serve her medicine, but I didn't expect that I would have to stay away.
this worldly affairs,
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Why is it always so difficult?
After understanding the twists and turns, Zhang Chunhua couldn't help being shocked and angry. He pounded the bed hard and yelled:
"How dare the old thief do this? The death of my eldest son was due to the old thief overestimating his own abilities. Now he wants to harm the life of my second son! How vicious!"
When Sima Zhao heard this, he quickly explained:
"Mom, calm down. My son's trip to Qiao County looks dangerous, but in fact it's not serious. Cao Shuang won't do anything to me."
Then he recounted the conversation between himself and Sima Yi.
Unexpectedly, this explanation not only failed to calm Zhang Chunhua's anger, but made her even more sad and angry. She beat her chest with her right hand and started crying:
"Old man! Old thief, you and I are at odds with each other! It's not enough to harm my eldest son, but this time you have to harm my younger son. It's hard, my life is hard!"
As soon as Sima Yizhao saw Zhang Chunhua's appearance, he panicked: "Mom, mom?"
"Son," Zhang Chunhua stretched out his hand to caress Sima Zhao's head and said with tears, "You only know one thing about this, but you don't know the other!"