Three Kingdoms: Cao Chong's will, in fact, my eldest brother is not dead!

Chapter 137
Jia Xu and Pang Tong are playing chess, and Cao Ang and Zhuge Liang are also playing chess.

Compared with ancient celebrities, Cao Ang's chess skills are a bit unsightly. It's not that he doesn't play well enough, but that the later generations are too utilitarian in playing chess, which makes people feel that they don't have a bit of grace.

"My son's chess skills... are quite different from your personality."

"Oh, that's nothing, in fact, I'm messing around too."

"This is not done randomly. Every step seems to have a specific routine, which obviously has a certain foundation."

"I can't hide it from Mr. Wolong. In fact, I just learned from others. It doesn't matter, it's just playing chess."

Of course, his thinking is different from that of the ancients. From the perspective of the ancients, playing chess is not a small way, but is self-cultivation and performance a small way?

From the perspective of modern people, it is enough to win, no matter how fierce or shameless you are.

The ancients were different, they had to play beautifully, like a warrior with extremely high combat power, they had to demand good looks...

That's why Pang Tong is so unpopular, don't blame Sun Quan, it's the same in every dynasty, the trend of the times.

Zhuge Liang also thought of Pang Tong: "Mr. Fengchu should also go to Wulin. I asked Zhao Yun to send him there to see if he is willing. In fact, if the son can reuse him, it will not be in vain what he has learned all his life."

"No, no, no, he won't want to."

"Since that's the case, the young master just trapped him first, and the matter is over in Jiangdong?"

"No, let's see what Jia Xu does. If there is nothing to do, then let him go."

"How can the young master keep him now, so that he won't feel resentful?"

Cao Ang smiled: "It's not difficult, I told him, if he can beat Mr. Wenhe in chess, he can leave."

Zhuge Liang couldn't help but laugh, Jia Xu won't be so easy to win, this is a cunning and cunning, no matter how talented you are, you still have a lot of experience compared with Jia Xu, otherwise how can you be called a poisoner.

"Liang thinks that Mr. Feng Chu is not valued in Jiangdong. Maybe there is hope. He has real talents and practical learning. If Cao Jun can get his help, he will be like a tiger with wings, right?"

"If Mister only has this kind of realm, it would be too disappointing."

Cao Ang shook his head, "Just for war? Then we don't need crouching dragons and phoenix chicks. Even if you all become enemies together, it won't affect the overall situation in the end."

He is not bragging, but the real history happened like this.

No one can threaten Cao Wei, except the Sima family.

The crouching dragon and the phoenix chick can be safe in the world, and that is all given to Liu Bei, so what can he do?
"It's not for setting the world, what is it for, my lord?"

"Sir, what is the purpose of all this talent and learning? You can learn martial arts and sell it to the emperor's family? The emperor's family is just a small number of people, just a family. Couldn't it be for the people of the world... Forget it, pretend I didn't ask."

Under this kind of etiquette, it is not easy for Zhuge Liang to understand these words.

In his opinion, assisting the king well is for the sake of the people of the world, and he has been influenced by this since he was a child.

Zhuge Liang didn't want to do it anymore: "In order to support the Han Dynasty, am I not doing it for the people of the world?"

"No, who is on the throne is only important to their own family, is it important to the people of the world? No matter what Jiangshan's surname is, the people want the same thing. Why should the world be plunged into disputes for that family?"

"But if you don't maintain orthodoxy, how can you make the world stable?"

Therefore, people from the two eras cannot go together. When the empire reaches the later dynasties, in fact, who is on the throne is not very important. The system of officials can operate independently, so who cares whether your surname is Zhu or Zhao on the throne.

The complete system of the Ming Dynasty made the emperor free to play some hobbies, and it would still operate without them.

So does it really matter what your surname is?

Cao Ang just smiled and shook his head. What he wanted to say didn't seem to be that important anymore. In fact, he didn't intend to persuade the ancients, that is, daily adjustments.

At this time, a boatman came to report: "My lord, we have arrived in Nanxu."

"Here, is Nan Xu?"

"Yes, Nanxu, Jingkou Ferry is ahead."

This is too smooth. It seems that some things have to be decisive. If you don't deal with them resolutely, troubles will haunt you for a long time.

Several boats of Cao Ang sailed into Jingkou Ferry. Jingkou is the administrative center for Nanxu. Of course, this area is called Zhenjiang in later generations...

When the boat entered the ferry, the Soochow army blocked it on the pier.

Cao Ang took a closer look and found that the leader was actually Sun Quan, who was waiting for him at the ferry.

What's the matter, is this intended to show off?

No, after shooting Zhou Yu from the river, it is estimated that Sun Quan would not have the guts to do it himself.

There are actually special ceremonial staff on both sides of the dock.

"Congratulations, the prime minister's eldest son, Mr. Cao Ang Cao..."

Just as Cao Ang was about to get off the boat, someone read a long word beside him, it sounded like Cao Ang didn't even know what it meant.

Then I can only turn around and ask Zhuge Liang: "Mr. Wolong, I am ignorant, what does he mean?"

"My lord, this is the etiquette for receiving... the crown prince."

"Aren't you messing around, Sun Quan thinks his life is too long?"

In fact, as long as Cao Cao has no opinion, it doesn't matter how Sun Quan does it. Anyway, Jiangdong has no guardians of the big man.

If this is done in Xudu, maybe someone will die immediately, and then Cao Cao will make Xudu bleed like a river...

These literati are just too extreme, they will kill you if they praise you, or they will kill you for real.

Zhuge Liang smiled faintly: "Young master doesn't like it? Just ignore it."

You see, celebrities who are really open-minded don't care about these things. No matter how good the etiquette is, Sun Quan's etiquette is actually only expressing his own attitude. In Cao Ang's view, this is not worth it.

Sun Quan was right below, and Cao Ang simply said to him, "Zhongmou, it's almost done, do you think I dare not kill them?"

Then whoever said it well, if Cao Cao dared to kill in Luoyang, then his son would dare to kill elsewhere.

Not necessarily the other sons, but this Cao Ang has just killed him, even among thousands of troops, he can still kill him, that domineering.

Sun Quan hurriedly stopped those who sang the ceremony, Cao Ang also walked down, looked at Sun Quan and said, "This is the second time we have met, how is Marquis Wu?"

"It's probably not very good to meet you, young master, this meeting is attracting the attention of the world."

The last time we met, although Sun Quan was hijacked, few people knew about it. Those with high status would not pass it on, and those with low status were Cao Ang's subordinates. His self-discipline ability was much better than Jiang Dong's.

Cao Ang also smiled: "It's too honest, since you don't want to see me, then I'll take someone with me and leave."

It seems that Cao Ang cares more about this ostentation, take Sun Shangxiang away, who cares about your life in Jiangdong.

"My lord, don't be angry, I have prepared a reception banquet for you, my lord."

"There must be someone at the banquet, who are they?"

"Young master is smart, there are my famous scholars in Jiangdong, and... Zhou Gongjin."

"His injury is not serious, right? I didn't expect to return so quickly, after all, he is from Jiangdong."

Cao Ang didn't say anything, as if nothing happened on the river, it was Zhou Yu who was shot by others...

(End of this chapter)