[Three Kingdoms] Seven steps into wetness

It's golden autumn in August in Yecheng, and the sky is already a bit cold.

Cao Pi rode on a tall horse.The afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on his body, making him look like he was wearing a layer of sharpness.

He was still looking at Yuan Shao's mansion.

This was originally a prosperous mansion, but now it has become a dead cage.

Although Cao Cao said he treated the Yuan family well, he still sent heavy soldiers.When the guard saw that it was Cao Pi, he immediately bowed down and said, "I have seen the second son."

Cao Pi said nothing.He dismounted and walked between the guards.

For a moment, Cao Pi suddenly felt that the road under his feet was not just an ordinary road, but as if he was crossing a certain road in life.And when the end is reached, something is about to change.

And this change may be good, it may be bad.

He walked to the end calmly and indifferently.

He smiled quickly.

Because nothing has changed at the end, it's just a hall with two poor women in it.

The old one is Yuan Shao's wife Mrs. Liu. She stares at Cao Pi in horror and fear, and hugs the woman in her arms tightly, her pity needs no words.As for that young woman, she must be Zhen Ji who is famous all over Yizhou.

Cao Pi read these two words and smiled.He raised his jaw frivolously, and said contemptuously, "Who is this lady?"

Mrs. Liu hugged her hand even tighter, she hurriedly said: "This... this is my wife!"

"Teach her to look up."

With trembling hands, Mrs. Liu slowly lifted Zhen Ji's face.

It was just a haggard face, no makeup was applied, haggard and sorrow could be seen between the brows and eyes.But when this lovely and pitiful face was slowly lifted up, anyone even felt that the daylight was getting dimmer.

How would you describe this woman?

She is as beautiful as a peony, but not so gorgeous; she is as quiet and refreshing as a plum orchid, but not as lonely.She is like the splendor of a star and the beginning of the month, like the goddess in the painting returning home with the wind, like the only rainbow light in the lonely world!

Everything in the mansion is silent.

Everyone was silent by her beauty, and then woke up by the sound of weapons falling one after another.

Cao Pi's eyes became deeper and deeper.

How can there be such beauty in the world?If such a woman was seen by his fourth brother, wouldn't he be more obsessed and addicted?

Thinking of this, Cao Pi stretched out his hand to brush her somewhat messy temple hair, and took a handkerchief to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

After he finished these, he bent slightly and approached Zhen Ji.He heard his own voice was never soft and gentle: "These days, Madam, how are you doing?"

Zhen Ji heard it, she seemed to be a little scared, she just bit her lip slightly.

How to describe this style?

It's like the willow branches carved by the spring breeze in February, and the lake surface is rippling; it's like the first snow in winter, falling lightly in the palm of your hand, slowly disappearing into small water droplets.

Cao Pi stroked Zhen Ji's lips with one hand, and laughed softly: "Don't be afraid, with me around, no one can hurt you."

Such an action is frivolous.But coupled with Cao Pi's eyes and tone at the moment, people who don't know why will think that this is just a loving young couple.

Zhen Ji still didn't speak.

She knew that Yecheng had fallen, and Cao's father and son were in power now.I also know that no matter how much Cao Pi belittles her, insults her, or even treats her like a prostitute, I am afraid she can only accept it now.

She narrowed her eyes slightly, and the tears disappeared in the corners of her eyes.

Cao Pi straightened his body.He stared at Zhen Ji with a determined expression on his face, and stood proudly with his hands behind his back, ordering the guards in the hall, "Protect the two ladies well. If anything goes wrong with them..." He paused, and slowly said the last few words, "Ask for you!"

The guards all knelt down and said, "Yes!"

Before Cao Pi left, he took another look at Zhen Ji.He didn't say anything, just turned around with a smile, and left gracefully.

The palace became quiet again.The guards are like logs, quietly guarding this immortal fairy.

Madam Liu carried Zhen Ji back into her arms.She patted Zhen Ji's back and couldn't help but burst into tears.

Her home is gone.

Soon, even the daughter-in-law will be gone.

In September, Cao Cao ordered that because of Yuan Shao's disaster, the people of Yizhou should not rent taxes this year.Then he punished the local tyrants for taking arbitrary things, and the people were happy.

At this time, Emperor Xian ordered Cao Cao to lead Jizhou Mu, but Cao Cao humbly declined.

It was at this time that Cao Zhi received a reply from Cao Pi.

The letter talked about some trivial things in Yecheng, what happened in the barracks, and expressed some of Cao Pi's opinions.I have to say that perhaps because of his wider knowledge, Cao Pi is naturally more insightful than before.

At the end, I added a sentence lightly.

"About Zhen Ji, I am very happy for my brother. When Yizhou is pacified, I will go to the father and marry her as my wife. In the future, you will be able to see this sister-in-law."

It has been a month since the last letter.In the previous letter, Zhen Ji was only briefly mentioned, but this letter, despite its indifference, was still like an announcement, which made Cao Zhi frowned slightly.

Cao Zhi read it silently, with a subtle expression on his face.

——Is it an illusion?Why, he actually felt that the second brother was showing off... At least, to show off to him?

Maybe Zhen Ji is the key to whether he can remember the past, maybe not.This woman must be very beautiful, at least so beautiful that my second brother even wanted to marry her.

Cao Zhi couldn't help pressing his forehead.

Before sending out the last letter, he read it repeatedly, and felt that his tone should not attract attention except for a little eagerness.Why does the second brother remind the word "sister-in-law" specially?

Cao Zhi's frown deepened.

He always felt that Zhen Ji could remind him of something about the future, and when he heard Zhen Ji's name, he also had something ready to come out.But that's all, no matter how deep he looked, he couldn't recall those things buried in the depths.

Cao Zhi felt that he was back to that day again.

At that time, after he first discovered that he had lived in this life, he tried his best to recall all the memories, but in the end he couldn't.

He felt that his memory was like a pile of sand, the harder he clenched his fist, the faster it would leak.You can only remember when you meet some people or encounter some things suddenly.

Thinking of this, Cao Zhi suddenly had an idea.

The tighter the grip, the faster the sand will naturally leak out; but if he spreads his palm, wouldn't he be able to pick up the sand?

Cao Zhi's heart was agitated!

He took a piece of paper and placed it on the table.First, I closed my eyes and tried to let myself go.After a while, he suddenly opened his eyes and quickly picked up a pen to write on the paper.His hands were still smooth and steady at the beginning, and the fonts were neat and beautiful.But his speed was getting faster and faster, so fast that even his wrist could no longer keep up with his thinking, and his handwriting was hasty, and he subconsciously used the simplified characters of later generations.

What he wrote was—

Cao Cao: Father.Sikong, a hero, dominates the north, fifty years old;

Cao Pi: Second brother.Eighteen years old, the most popular candidate for the son;

Cao Zhang: Third brother.At the age of sixteen, he wanted to be a general;

Cao Chong: Sixth brother.On the ninth year of the year, the proud son of heaven, another popular candidate for the position of the son of the world; Sima Yi: Stranger, a big winner.

Sun Quan: Jiangdong, three parts of the world.

……

There are more and more black and white words on the paper, and the information is getting more and more messy.Cao Zhi's face was already pale, and his forehead was dripping with cold sweat.But he didn't seem to care about the pain at all. Instead, he stared at the paper and brush with a blank expression, his eyes calm and empty.

It's like falling into a magic barrier and don't even know what I'm writing.

When he finished writing the last word, he suddenly slumped on the ground.

Cao Zhi suddenly poured down a large cup of warm tea, then took a deep breath, and then let it out slowly.He stared at his still trembling right hand, and said with a helpless smile: "Damn...this work is really not done by humans..."

He could feel that he thought of a lot of things at that moment, but at the moment there was nothing in his mind.Then, everything on this paper must be the key!

He took a deep breath until his right hand finally stopped shaking,

Then, he looked at the piece of paper full of messy things.

"..." The moment Cao Zhi saw the paper clearly, the corners of Cao Zhi's eyes twitched, and his complexion was a little delicate.

The first ones are fine, but the later ones are even crazier than cursive.Dumbfounded, he followed the handwriting and recognized it word by word.

Then, his expression became more subtle.

The second half of the paper was scribbled and written, and many places were densely formed into balls of ink.Cao Zhi twisted the paper with both hands, trying to make out the writing on it through the ink, but he had to give up in the end.

—— Nima, is this joke a big joke!What is it with this feeling of putting a safe in front of you and trying to open it only to find that you forgot the password? !

Cao Zhi looked from the beginning with a full face.

Fortunately, the writing on the front is clear.It was so clear that after he finished reading two lines, his pupils tightened.

After seeing his second brother, he hastily crossed out the words "Most Popular Candidates for the Elder Son" and wrote a line of poetry in a mess.

It was born from the same root, why is it too anxious?

Cao Zhi's heart sank slowly.

Who wrote this poem?Is it him later, or the other brothers?

If he is, what will be his end?If it were other brothers, how would Cao Pi treat his brother?

He forced himself to look away, and continued to look down.

If Cao Pi is the eldest son, Cao Chong's fate can be imagined.However, when he really saw the word "died early", Cao Zhi still couldn't help but feel palpitations.

... Cao Chong is dead, and he wants to make Cao Pi his son.

What about him?

Cao Zhi's heart was turbulent, and even his face, which had recovered a little rosiness, turned pale.

He still has to keep looking down.

He saw that Sun Quan was divided into three parts of the world, and added the word Chibi; when he saw Sima Yi's winner, he added the word Jin;

then……

There's no after that.

Cao Zhi couldn't hold back for a while, and finally burst out with a foul language: "Fuck!"

In the second half, many ink blobs became unrecognizable.

Outside the window, the moon was full on the west building, casting it on Cao Zhi's face, his expression became more and more strange.

In fact, although he has gained a lot, in the short term, he has nothing to gain except being at a loss.He does know the fate of some people, but only vaguely.

And this kind of vague knowledge is too uncertain.

The unknown future is too scary, but isn't the future that seems to know everything, but actually knows nothing, even more terrifying?

Cao Zhi took a deep breath.

He found himself facing yet another big problem.

If these are true, is he going to try to change?

If changed, how to change?

He felt infinitely bored, and forced himself to read it again and write down everything written on the paper.Then put the paper in the oil lamp and burn it to ashes in an instant.

It was as if everything had burned to ashes and nothing existed.