Three Kingdoms: The opening incorporates Li Cunxiao

But let's not talk about it. After Zhang Wu's conversation that refreshed his understanding, Cao Cao's slightly slack heart became active again.

If the world was really so wonderful, there was still so much he could do, so many previously unpredictable facts to confirm.

You can see the infinite future in your limited life!

The gains and losses of a city and a place are no longer as important in his mind as before.

The situation has changed, and the mentality has naturally changed as well.

He was even a little impatient to meet his fourteenth great-great-grandson.

That's a very amazing feeling.

According to the normal passage of time, it would be impossible for him to see his descendants who are so far away.

"Let's go to Xiangyang!"

"Father-in-law, it's better not to be anxious."

Cao Cao stood up: "Why is this?"

"Think about it, your great-great-grandson is going to rule the world. When you go to see him, you can't possibly still bear the title of King of Wei? Is it possible to call him the emperor?"

"Hahahaha, it makes sense. Then order Wen Ruo to step up the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven. You should also go back and prepare."

This really needs to be prepared.

Of course it is not about preparing to confer the title of King of Jin.

After your status reaches a certain level, you are really not as pushy as before.

Instead, he practiced his martial arts a few more times just in case he got lucky.

Taking Cao Cao out for a wander was no small matter. If he accidentally lost his father-in-law in the sub-realm, he didn't know how much trouble would be caused in the main realm.

After all, Cao Cao is now the Holy Lord in the hearts of all people.

He is what they expect, a truly wise king who can treat them to a good life.

Everything is in full swing.

For a long time after that, Zhang Wu just locked himself in the mansion to practice martial arts.

During this period, Iwaba Wei competed with the trapped camp.

It ended with a small victory for Iwaha Mamoru.

In this way, Zhang Wu has firmly established himself as the first famous general in ancient and modern times.

In terms of martial arts, the resurrection of the overlord of Western Chu is still inferior.

When it comes to formation warfare, all battles are successful and all attacks are invincible. Going two thousand miles deep into the grassland, he almost single-handedly defeated all the barbarians from the north and moved northward.

Now the newly trained army has been trained for more than half a year, and it has defeated the powerful old infantry force of the Wei Dynasty and fell into the camp. Even Zhang Wu, a former general of this powerful army, did not even show his face. He defeated Gao Shun's trap with Cao Hong's command alone.

This kind of weird and evil figure may not be surpassed even in thousands of years.

Because people simply cannot imagine what a general who can surpass Zhang Wu would look like.

It's June, spring is over, and summer is here.

The city of Chang'an became more lively than ever before.

At the end of Xuanwu Long Street, a large square that can accommodate 100,000 people gathering at the same time has opened up.

In the middle of the square is a magnificent altar.

"Have you heard? The emperor is passing the throne to King Wei!"

"Who else doesn't know this news? Liang, the bricklayer next door to my house, personally participated in the construction of the altar."

The man looked excited and said, "Is that really going to pass the throne to King Wei that day?"

"I don't think it's very powerful to pass the throne without passing the throne. Anyway, in my mind, King Wei is already the emperor."

"Ha! I love hearing what you say! What's the use of the emperor? If it weren't for the King of Wei, how could we live in peace like this?"

Around the altar, amid the lively discussions, the faces of the residents were all filled with happy smiles.

Guanzhong has experienced wars for a long time, and most of the indigenous people have left their homes and taken refuge in various places.

Now the Wei Dynasty is moving its capital. Due to the insufficient population in Guanzhong, people are transferred from all over the country to move there.

Now the residents here are from Jizhou and some from Bingliang.

However, those who are qualified to be transferred to move in must go through a review without exception.

It can be said that the people gathered here are definitely the group of people who have the most sense of belonging to Wei.

At the beginning of June, the news spread that the emperor was about to pass on the throne to Cao Cao, and everyone in the streets and alleys knew about it.

All this is just Xun Yu building momentum for Cao Cao.

Cao Cao could not let the emperor pass the throne, but the emperor had to pass it on, otherwise it would be equivalent to Cao Cao robbing the Han Dynasty.

When the emperor wanted to pass on the throne, it was because Cao Cao had made great contributions to the world, and it was a normal dynasty change.

After having this level of transition, it would not be out of place to worship heaven again.

After the crowd.

Xun Yu and Guo Jia stood opposite each other.

"Wen Ruo, I really didn't expect you to reach this level for my lord. Logically speaking, you have completely given up on the Han Dynasty, and you shouldn't get involved in the abdication."

Xun Yu heard the sound and smiled: "Fengxiao wants to persuade me."

"I really want to advise you."

"I'm all ears."

"Don't pretend to be confused while trying to understand me. Xun Yu from Yingchuan is a humble gentleman. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the person whom the Lord values ​​the most is you. You will be the prime minister of the Wei Dynasty in the future. Why bother to make yourself dirty?" "

Xun Yu said indifferently: "Born in the world of mortals, how can there be an absolutely noble soul?"

Guo Jia shook his head and said with some disappointment: "Is it possible that Wen Ruo also needs to imitate Xiao He and protect his reputation?"

"The King of Wei is not the King of Han, and Xun Yu is not Xiao He. There is no need to learn some self-protection methods."

"Okay, you really can't get enough of tea, rice, oil and salt."

Xun Yu turned around and looked at the towering altar, his eyebrows stretched, and he smiled knowingly: "Do you think you are orthodox to the Han Dynasty because of your filial piety?"

"If I, Guo Jia, believe in something, it will lead to darkness. If I regard the Han Dynasty as the orthodoxy, I will not serve Cao Wei."

"So, how do you know that in Xun Yu's heart, the Wei Dynasty is not orthodox?"

"This"

"How much trust does King Wei have in conferring Yunxiao to show his merits? Or does Fengxiao think that at this time Xunyu should hide behind and enjoy the success?"

"But you."

"But I was loyal to the Han Dynasty in my early years? Fengxiao is the best at understanding people's hearts. Don't you know that people can change?"

Guo Jia smiled bitterly: "I just didn't expect you to change so completely."

Yes, when did it start to change?

Xun Yu himself couldn't tell when he completely let go of the Han Dynasty in his heart.

But the world today is the world he wants to see.

The old have something to rely on and the young have something to support.

There is new hope every day.

In the final analysis, this world belongs to the people of the world, not to the family surnamed Liu.

At least at this moment, he had no reason to stop Cao Cao.

Only when the hero stands taller will the world become a better place.