Chapter 143: The Emperor’s Soul Returns, and Yuan Rong Yu Dies [2]
After Master Sima helped his wife back to the east hall room, Xia Houhui, who was originally pale, actually started coughing violently!
"Husband, I am so thirsty and want to drink water..."
"Okay!" Master Sima, who had always been very calm and unfazed by changes, was so panicked that his hands and feet were cold. He immediately poured a cup of tea. His hands, which should have been as steady as a rock after practicing martial arts for many years, could not help but tremble at this moment.
After finally feeding his wife two sips of tea, Xia Houhui choked out all the tea in his mouth because of a violent cough!
"Yuanrong, what's wrong with you!"
"Husband, Yuanrong... I'm so tired..." Xia Houhui smiled hard at Master Sima. She tried her best to squeeze out a smile: "Yuanrong, rest for a while... It will be fine, it will be fine..."
Seeing this scene, Master Sima seemed to suddenly remember something terrible. For a moment, fine cold sweat broke out on his forehead. Could it be...Gan Bing!
Before he could think about it carefully, he hugged his wife and ran towards his father Sima Yi's courtyard.
The head of the family, Sima Yi, is currently sitting in front of the desk, still as before, holding the scroll in his hand, calm and steady as an old turtle.
"boom!"
At this moment, the door of the room was suddenly knocked open by Master Sima.
A look of anger suddenly appeared on Sima Yi's face. The Sima family in Hanoi has always been very strict in their upbringing. Sima Yi first took the Sima Fang exam and treated his eight sons very strictly.
"You are told not to dare to sit down, but not to dare to speak if you ask questions." But today, his eldest son, Master Sima, broke in through the door without knowing his temperament. What a shame!
Before Sima Yi could get angry, the extremely anxious Sima Shi fell to his knees on the ground.
"Father..." Master Sima held his wife in his arms and knelt down on the cold bluestone floor with a plop: "Please, save Yuanrong, save Hui'er, father, okay... I beg you, my child.
Already..."
"Master, why are you in such a panic? How rude are you!" Sima Yi slowly raised his head at this moment, put the letter on the desk, and scolded the always steady eldest son with dissatisfaction.
"Please, please save Yuanrong... She seems to have been poisoned by Gan Bing..."
Master Sima was so frightened that he broke down in tears and just kowtowed to his father and begged.
"Master, there are some things that even as a father, you should understand." Sima Yi said in an extremely cold tone, condescendingly to the panicked son in front of him: "As for the Gan Bing you just mentioned, what is it?
Father doesn’t know what it is, but since Hui’er has also contracted the disease, you should quickly go and ask a doctor to treat her as soon as possible.”
After Sima Yi said this, he walked out of the room without changing his expression.
When Master Sima heard this, his body trembled, and the fear in his heart only increased than before. Previously, he thought that his wife was just accidentally poisoned, so he hoped that his father would give him the antidote. But now, listening to his father's tone, he actually
It seems like I already knew this!
Outside the window, the clouds were thick and it seemed like it was going to rain.
"Father...my child, please..."
Master Sima knew that his father could never change his decision, but in his panic at the moment, he really had no choice, so he could only continue to beg like this.
"Husband..." Xia Houhui was deeply poisoned at this moment, her face was like silk paper, and her breath was like a gossamer. Her lips trembled slightly and she said:
"Hui'er... Hui'er is so thirsty... so uncomfortable... cough cough..."
"Yuanrong is not afraid... not afraid... my husband will find you some water right now..."
Master Sima was already confused at this time and could only hold his wife tightly in his arms and comfort her constantly.
"Husband...I'm afraid it won't work..." Xia Houhui felt that her whole body was getting colder and colder, and everything in front of her eyes became blurry. She couldn't help but feel a little dazed, and for a moment she forgot where she was.
I just know that I love the man in front of me very much, very much.
Master Sima just shook his head, as if he couldn't believe what was happening in front of him. Xia Houhui almost tried her best. She regained some spiritual awareness and continued to say to Master Sima:
"Hui'er has a lot to say...I want to say to my husband..."
"Well... I'm listening, I'm listening..." Master Sima's eyes were red at the moment, and his face was pale. The tears that couldn't help flowing from his eyes, and the tears on Xia Houhui's face, fell on the cold bluestone floor tiles.
.
"Ever since... ever since Hui'er met her husband when she was fifteen years old... I have given my heart to you... Hui'er really wants to care for her husband... for the rest of her life.
Qin...it's a pity that I can't do it now..."
"Don't be afraid, Hui'er, you will definitely get better. Don't talk nonsense, you will get better... Come, Hui'er, my husband will give you another sip of water..."
Master Sima finally gave Xia Houhui a sip of tea. Unfortunately, Xia Houhui managed to smile. As soon as she grinned, a trace of bright red and warm blood oozed from her mouth. She couldn't drink the tea at all!
"Hui'er, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I'm here... your husband is here..." As soon as Master Sima saw his wife vomiting blood, his face suddenly turned even paler. He was filled with grief at this moment, and he hurriedly wiped Xiahou with his sleeve.
Hui looked at the blood at the corner of his mouth and comforted her with a trembling voice.
There was a thunderstorm outside the window, and the rumbling thunder seemed to crack the sky. The power of lightning pierced the window lattice and hit the faces of Master Sima and Xia Houhui, making the two people's pale faces change.
Become more haggard.
"Husband, promise me... okay?"
Xia Houhui opened her eyes with great effort, and took one last look at her husband, the man who had been walking hand in hand with her for nine years. At this moment, she looked into his eyes and said slowly, word by word:
"Promise Hui'er...in this life, you won't do those things that you shouldn't do again, okay...don't do those things again..."
But before Master Sima could answer her, she suddenly closed her eyes. Until the last moment, her heart was still filled with great sorrow and pain.
"Hui'er, Hui'er! No..." At this moment, Master Sima seemed to have gone crazy, holding his wife who had already died, crying bitterly.
Strangely, the young master Sima Shi's painful roar did not alarm anyone in the house.
Perhaps they had been dismissed by the cold-blooded and ruthless general Sima Yi and avoided each other; or perhaps they were disturbed by the breathtaking thunderstorm outside and did not hear the helpless screams outside.
After a long time, Master Sima, who had already despaired, hugged his wife Xia Houhui and knelt down outside his father Sima Yi's study in the midst of thunder, lightning, and pouring rain. At this moment, he was like a statue standing in the courtyard.
The stone carvings are like iron sculptures, their faces are colorless and motionless.
After a long time, the door finally opened, and a cold voice came from inside the room:
"My child, don't blame your father for being ruthless. If you do, blame the Xiahou family for insisting on opposing our Sima family."
That voice was half cold, half helpless, and a little sad:
"A saint is ruthless and strong without desire. You... just do it yourself!"
The rain is pouring down, and the way of heaven is indeed ruthless. It neither prolongs a person's life because of his goodness nor destroys his life because of his evil deeds.
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In March, the school affairs office lurking in the Shu capital came to Luoyang with news that Zhuge Liang of the Shu Han Dynasty was about to lead his army north out of Xiegu, stationed in Weinan, and invade Guanzhong.
After Cao Zuan, the school official who killed General Wu, learned the news, he immediately reported it to Emperor Cao Rui.
In April and the beginning of summer, the government and the public were shaken.
Sure enough, the Shu general Zhuge Liang invaded the north again, and his troops left Xiegu and stationed in Weinan. Cao Rui followed his previous plan and ordered General Sima Yi to lead the Yongliang army to resist the attack.
For some reason, Zhuge Liang changed his cautious style this time. Instead of taking a long detour from Qishan Mountain to Tianshui, he went directly north from Hanzhong Xiegu Road, leading one hundred thousand Shu captives (this novel is all about Cao Wei (called Wu and Shu Han from the perspective of Cao Wei) crossed the Qinling Mountains in one breath, stationed troops directly in the Wuzhangyuan of Weinan, and looked at Chang'an in the distance.
In the east hall of Luoyang Taiji Hall, Cao Rui put his hand on his forehead and listened to Gao Tanglong, the regular servant of Sanqi, talking about the military situation in the northwest. He looked very tired.
Luoyang Diannong Guanqiu Jian had just entered the palace to report on the settlement situation of the residents of the capital after the plague. Cao Rui had no time to rest and had to deal with military affairs in the northwest again.
Although the Xianbei tribe in the north was defeated a year ago, it still has its vitality, and Ke Bineng is capricious and ambitious. Although Cao Rui has agreed to the suggestion of Wang Xiong, the governor of Youzhou, and plans to select assassins to assassinate Ke Bineng again. A new leader of Xianbei was established, and Xia Houxuan and Cao Xi were sent to Youzhou to help. However, after all, this matter was of great importance and could not be rushed.
In addition, the Shu invaders from the north were more ferocious than before. Although he sent General Sima Yi to resist, the defense in the fifth year of Taihe was called a success but actually resulted in the loss of troops and generals. It was still in front of his eyes, so Cao Rui was worried a lot these days. He discussed the northern border and Yongliang military affairs with Cao Zhao, Cao Shuang, Liu Fang, Sun Zi, Gao Tanglong, He Zeng and others every day until late at night. It is necessary to always pay attention to the Yi Zhan Di newspaper and various news from various school affairs offices.
"Your Majesty, the general arrived in Weinan four days ago and confronted the Shu captives. There has been no movement yet." Gao Tanglong said, pointing to the map of Yongzhou on the case in front of the emperor.
"Okay." Cao Rui frowned and thought for a while, but seemed to still feel a little uneasy, and then said: "Shengping, you can draft another edict for me, and hurry up and send it to Sima Yi's residence in Yongzhou, and say: 'But the strong wall refuses to block its advance, and the enemy will be unable to advance and retreat with no chance of fighting. If they stop for a long time, their food will be exhausted, and the captives will have nothing to gain, so they will have to leave. Chase them as they go, and wait for the work to be done. This is the way to complete victory. '"
Cao Rui, who had witnessed the brutal fighting power of the Shu army many years ago, still had lingering fears.
Gao Tanglong was not as smart as Changping Marquis Cao Zhao. Cao Rui repeated the contents of the edict before he remembered it and left the palace.
As soon as Gao Tanglong left, Cao Rui stared at the map on the case in a daze for a while. He couldn't help but feel sleepy, so he leaned on the case and fell asleep.
Speaking of which, he hadn't slept well for a month.
However, Cao Rui had just fallen asleep for a while when he was woken up by a burst of noise outside the palace. This made Cao Rui feel a little angry in his heart.
