Simulate the Three Kingdoms, kill Cao Mengde at the beginning

Chapter 125 The Death of Sima Yi

Thinking of the grievances he suffered at the beginning, Zhang Ren slapped him again, "I led the troops to support you, how did you treat me? It's not because you insisted on going your own way, that I would end up where I am now?"

Chunyuqiong said loudly, "Zhang Ren, where are you now?"

Zhang Ren laughed dryly, then turned around and said, "The last general is just talking about it, and the situation is very good now."

Chunyu Qiong snorted.

Yuan Xi looked at Sima Yi, who was like a dead dog, and knew that this man was completely finished.

The future founder of the Jin Dynasty, like Cao Cao, will disappear in the long river of history.

"gone."

Yuan Xi was too lazy to look at Sima Yi again, turned around and left.

A group of people followed closely and walked out of Zhang Ren's mansion.

Zhang Ren grabbed the last Guo Tu and said with a smile, "Mr. Guo, what should I do with this Sima Yi?"

"This kind of bitch is up to you."

Guo Tu broke Zhang Ren's arm and left without looking back.

Watching everyone leave, Zhang Ren squinted his smile: "Sima Yi, how do you feel at this moment?"

"Little human ears!"

Sima Yi stood up slowly, with contempt in his eyes.

"Let's just be a villain, it's better than a recognized villain like you."

Left and right surrendered, but Zhang Ren didn't comment on it.

Sima Yi suddenly looked at Zhang Chunhua, his face turned blue, "Bitch, why are you here?"

Zhang Chunhua's pretty face turned pale, and he said angrily, "Sima Yi, you are not human!"

Sima Yi laughed heartily, "It's only my fault that I was blind and confused by you, otherwise how could I have ended up in such a state?"

"you you"

Zhang Chunhua's heart was ashamed, and he smiled sadly, "Yeah, fortunately we are not married, otherwise it would be a big loss to me to accompany someone like you to die."

"Bitch!"

Sima Yi suddenly drew his sword and wanted to stab Zhang Chunhua.

"Pfft!"

Sima Yi didn't take a few steps before he paused. He looked down at the point of the sword piercing from behind, and turned his head slowly.

Zhang Ren said expressionlessly, "When I was at Hangu Pass, I wanted to kill you. Sima Yi, people like you really make me uncomfortable."

Bang!

When the sword in his hand fell to the ground, Sima Yi covered his lower abdomen and knelt down slowly on the ground.

His face was ashen and his eyes were blank.

"Zhong Da."

Zhang Chunhua rushed over and grabbed Sima Yi's arm, tears streaming down his face.

Anyway, this man is also his fiancé.

At this moment, Zhang Chunhua's heart was cut like a knife.

"Bitch!"

Sima Yi's mouth was bloody, and he reached out to hit Zhang Chunhua.

But his hand was only halfway out, and he put it down slumped.

In this way, Sima Yi, a great conspirator of a generation, left this world with endless unwillingness and endless sorrow.

"what!"

Zhang Chunhua burst into tears.

Zhang Ren shook his head, turned and left.

When he came to the yard, Zhang Ren looked at the dry branches of the trees in the distance and the dead leaves swaying on the branches, and sighed slowly.

Sima Yi was much more responsible for his own guilt, but Yuan Xi gave him enough opportunities.

This Sima Yi has been refusing to surrender all this time, he has one thing in his back and one thing in his head. Although he was framed by him, he deserves death.

Just looking at the military adviser who once commanded him, and thinking of his chic gesture of berating Fang Qiu, all this made Zhang Ren feel like a dream.

"Hey!"

In the northern suburbs of Chang'an, a barren land.

Zhang Chunhua knelt in front of Sima Yi's tomb, filled his hands with wine, cup by cup, and poured cup by cup in front of the grave.

She couldn't express the feeling in her heart, but Sima Yi was her fiancé after all.

Zhang Chunhua couldn't convince himself not to visit Sima Yi.

Even though it might be the wrong choice.

"Hey."

Zhang Chunhua sighed after pouring a glass of wine.

"Why is Miss Zhang sighing?"

Suddenly a voice came.

Zhang Chunhua trembled all over, hurriedly got up and turned around to salute, "Minister has seen the general."

With his hands behind his back, Yuan Xi walked unhurriedly to the grave.

Looking at the words Sima Yi's tomb, Yuan Xi was in a trance for a while.

Yuan Shao is dead, Cao Cao is dead, Sima Yi is dead too
One by one, the Three Kingdoms has completely changed, hasn't it?
"Everything has changed."

Yuan Xi knelt down, picked up the jug beside him, poured water into the wine glass, then picked up the wine glass, and poured water in front of Sima Yi's tomb.

"Sima Zhongda, have a good trip."

Zhang Chunhua couldn't bear it any longer when he heard the words, and burst into tears.

It would be great if Sima Yi followed Yuan Xi sincerely.

From Zhang Chunhua's point of view, Yuan Xi has done everything a superior person can do.

It's a pity that Sima Yi didn't catch it, he didn't forget the Cao family, and even thought about collaborating with the enemy.

In one thought, everything changed.

"What are Miss Zhang's plans for the future?"

Yuan Xi asked with his head tilted sideways.

Zhang Chunhua was at a loss. A large part of the reason why she was grateful to Sima Yi was that when the Cao family was defeated, her father also died of illness.

When life was difficult, although Sima Yi was white, she still helped her father with the funeral affairs.

At the same time, he found a place for her to live in Chang'an.

After Sima Yi passed away, will he still stay in Chang'an?
If you don't stay in Chang'an, where can you go?

"Come back to Ye City with me."

Yuan Xi smiled and said: "I admire Sima Yi very much. You used to be his fiancée, but now that he's gone, I should take care of you for him out of emotion and reason."

Zhang Chunhua was taken aback for a moment.

Yuan Xi stretched out his hand and patted Zhang Chunhua's shoulder lightly, "Go back and get ready. It's time to leave soon. You are alone, and Chang'an is not a place to stay forever."

After Yuan Xi left, Zhang Chunhua looked at Sima Yi's tombstone, tears fell again.

A few days later, Yuan Xi stayed behind Pang Tong who was about to go to Hanzhong, and at the same time sent Cheng Yu and Jia Xu to assist Zhang He.

Although Pang Tong was puzzled, he didn't ask any more questions.

In the spring of the seventh year of Jian'an, February.

Yuan Xi led an army of [-] and returned to Jizhou.

Along with them were military advisers Chun Yuqiong, Pang Tong, and Guo Tu, and generals Xu Chu, Xu Huang, Yu Jin, Zhang Ren, Gao Lan, Zhang Nan, Jiao Touch and others.

Zhang Ren had more than 7000 Bashu soldiers, and more than 1000 people finally asked to go back.

The rest were sent by Yuan Xi to station in Chang'an, Hangu Pass, Tongguan, and Wuguan.

"Husband, there is a girl outside the door who wants to see you."

The second day after Yuan Xi returned to Yecheng, Yuan Xi, who had worked all night, was sleeping comfortably, and Zhen Mi woke her up early in the morning.

"Girl? Who is it?"

Zhen Mi smiled lightly and said, "Wearing a red dress, she said her surname is Ma."

Yuan Xi knew who it was, "Let her come in and prepare a room by the way."

Yuan Xi woke up, and when he came back, he forgot about Ma Yunlu.

Unexpectedly, Ma Yunlu followed him back, which made him very ashamed.

"Husband, who is this horse girl?"

"Ma Yunlu, Ma Chao's younger sister."

Xin Xianying pursed her lips and smiled softly. She sat up with her lazy body, dressed Yuan Xi, and asked casually, "Is it your husband's woman?"

Yuan Xi was young and vigorous, full of vigor, seeing the girl's graceful body, he couldn't help but feel angry again.

Xin Xianying spat, hurriedly pushed Yuan Xi away, and said softly, "My husband, please don't mess around. When I turn around, my sister will not obey me when she sees me."

Yuan Xi likes her elegant and charming demeanor the most, with a hint of charm in her shyness. Among all his women, apart from Zhen Jiang, Xin Xianying is the most compatible.

After a few kisses, Yuan Xi was persuaded by Xin Xianying to get out of bed.

"General."

In the front hall, Ma Yunlu was full of resentment.

"You are here, I was looking for you." Yuan Xi pointed to Zhen Mi and said, "Turn back and follow her, the house in the mansion is ready for you."

Ma Yunlu blushed slightly, lowered his head and said: "I'm not here for this, I'm here to ask about my elder brother, Hangu Pass has already been breached, Cao Jun has already been defeated, when do you plan to change back to my elder brother? "

"As long as your elder brother is fine, he will be back in about this time."

Ma Yunlu said in surprise: "Really?"

She was so excited that she was at a loss, "Why didn't you tell me?"

As he spoke, his eyes turned red.

Zhen Mi chuckled lightly and said, "You probably haven't asked your husband, either?"

Ma Yunlu feels inferior to Zhen Mi, this woman is too beautiful.

Tall, with a pure and beautiful face, and the charm exuding from her whole body, even a woman would feel a little lost after seeing her.

Little Chili, who was always hot, couldn't even speak in front of Zhen Mi.

Zhen Mi took the initiative to step forward and pulled Ma Yunlu, "Come with me, sister, the mansion has already prepared a room for you."

"Ah."

Ma Yunlu secretly glanced at Yuan Xi, seeing Yuan Xi smiling all over his face, he felt relaxed.

Although she and Yuan Xi had a special relationship, in her heart, she already regarded herself as Yuan Xi's person.

It's a pity that Yuan Xi didn't seem to care about her. When she came back to Yecheng this time, although she made excuses because of Ma Chao, deep down in her heart, she didn't want to see what Yuan Xi meant.

Fortunately, it was right to be cheeky, Yuan Xi did not abandon her.

Ma Yunlu followed Zhen Mi in, and Yuan Xi was about to go back to the house.

In the distance, a carriage drove quickly.

So Yuan Xi stopped, stood at the door and watched.

"Meet the General."

A young eunuch got off the carriage and saluted with a smile.

"no."

The little eunuch smiled obsequiously: "General, the Holy Majesty has said that the slave will invite you into the palace for a while."

Yuan Xi had a headache, he and Emperor Han really had nothing to say.

When Emperor Han saw him, he was just trying to please him in the old way, worrying that he would kill him if he changed his mind.

Seeing Yuan Xi's hesitation, the little eunuch hurriedly said: "The Holy Majesty said, please enter the palace by all means. Long time no see, the Holy Majesty misses the General."

"Okay, let's go."

Yuan Xi had no choice but to know that the emperor could not see him.

Inside the palace.

When Liu Xie saw Yuan Xi, he rushed out to welcome him, and said with a smile, "It's really a joy to congratulate the general on his return from victory."

"I should also congratulate the emperor." Yuan Xi pretended to salute Liu Xie.

Liu Xie was taken aback, and hurriedly said: "Please hurry up, General, I can't stand this ceremony, ha ha."

Looking at the fawning Emperor Han, Yuan Xi couldn't help but sighed.

Now that the world is uncertain, he does not dare to ascend the throne at will, otherwise he would have been emperor long ago because of Liu Xie's attitude.

Becoming emperor early and letting Liu Xie go where he likes to go will save him from always seeing Liu Xie in panic, as if he has done something wrong.

For usurping Liu Xie's throne, Yuan Xi has no psychological burden at all.

But now is really not the time.

He is sure that as long as he usurps the throne, there will be countless people in the world who will rebel against him.

"Sit down, Your Majesty."

Yuan Xi sat down casually, seeing Liu Xie standing aside cautiously, motioned him to sit down.

Liu Xie hurriedly leaned to the side and sat down.

Yuan Xi smiled and said, "Your Majesty, what do you mean? You can treat me as a friend even if you are not an emperor in front of me. You are so trembling, it makes me bully you every day."

Liu Xieqiang laughed twice, and said in a low voice: "The generals in the world account for more than half, so Liu Zhang and Liu Jingsheng, I have sent people to send letters, telling them to join the general, and not to hinder the general's troops."

Yuan Xi smiled and said, "They won't listen to you."

Liu Xie sighed, and said with a wry smile: "I'm just making a name for myself, but if I don't pass the letter, it's an excuse for the general to beat them again, isn't it?"

At this time, sending such a letter to Liu Jingsheng was not a good idea in Yuan Xi's opinion.

But Liu Xie took the initiative to do this, and Yuan Xi would not say anything about him.

"By the way, the letter was written by Tian Biejia." Liu Xie added.

Yuan Xi didn't know whether Liu Xie's performance was true or not, and he didn't bother to use life simulation to find out.

"Why did Your Majesty ask me to come here this time?"

"Oh, I want to open a school in Yecheng." Liu Xie was a little embarrassed, "It's fine to stay in the palace all day. If possible, I want to go out and be a teacher, if not, I can also be a student."

Liu Xie is already in his 20s. He spends all day in the palace, except for reading books. He claims to be knowledgeable and wants to be a teacher or a student.

Of course, by doing this, he was looking like Yuan Xi, which means that he has no intention of fighting for power and profit.

"School?"

Yuan Xi suddenly remembered that there was no imperial examination at this time, and the heirs of ordinary families hardly had any promotion channels.

But most of the officials are descendants of aristocratic families.

"Yes, school."

Liu Xie said softly: "A school that teaches people knowledge. This knowledge is not used to seek a career or become an official, but only to make a living."

Yuan Xi's eyes were surprised, this Liu Xie is very thoughtful.

But after thinking about it for a while, Yuan Xi understood what Liu Xie meant.

"Then let's build it."

Yuan Xidao: "There are many mansions in Yecheng, so we use the mansions to renovate them, and build three schools first."

Liu Xie was stunned: "Three schools?"

"Yes, the School of Literature, the School of Martial Arts, and the School of Crafts."

Liu Xie has studied a lot, so he immediately understood what Yuan Xi meant.

He admired: "The sage Confucius said, teach students according to their aptitude. The general divides the school into categories, so that everyone can make the best use of their talents. This is really a big progress. In the future history books, there will be a great general's impressive strokes."

Yuan Xi smiled, and he said a few words casually.

But think about it, in this era, there are few civil and military schools, let alone these craft schools.

This act of his own is indeed a great initiative.

"Let's add another medical school."

Yuan Xilue pondered for a while, "Medical medicine is very important. In the future, a large number of doctors will be trained, which will also make it cheaper for everyone to see a doctor."

Liu Xie nodded again and again, with an excited expression, as if immersed in the imagination of Yuan Xi's plan.

"Which school does Your Majesty want to go to?"

Liu Xie showed embarrassment, "I wanted to go to a craft school, but now I want to study medicine."

(End of this chapter)