[Three Kingdoms] I am the queen of the Great Wei Dynasty

The corners of the mouth slowly and slowly rise, forming a knowing arc.

A Sheng looked at the calm and handsome young man in front of him, and heaved a sigh of relief, "As long as you are fine, let's go, it's too dangerous here."

As she spoke, she took Cao Ang's arm and ran out. Her back trembled because of coughing, but she was suddenly stopped by the hand behind her. It seemed that Cao Ang did not take a step forward.

Can't help but turn around in surprise, "What's wrong?"

Facing the young man's firm and stable face, the handsome sword eyebrows showed determination and perseverance, and said to her in a deep voice: "I am my father's son."

"Huh?" He suddenly said such a sentence, but Ah Sheng was puzzled.

"Mother, have you forgotten? You once told me that because I am my father's son, I can't do things as I like. Since my father wants to seek the whole world, my son can't shame my father."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly let go of Ah Sheng's hand, and stopped in place to stand.

Before Ah Sheng could react, he immediately raised his right hand and clenched it into a fist, looking around at the people around him, his eyes sweeping over, bright and undeniably intimidating.

In the midst of panic and noise, his voice was extraordinarily calm and powerful, allowing everyone to hear clearly: "Everyone, don't panic! This son is the eldest son of Sikong, who is here to share the difficulties with the people and work together to put out the fire and provide relief. I hope you all calm down, and don’t make any further troubles, otherwise, don’t blame me for punishing you for disturbing the country and harming the people!”

While shouting, he held down the gorgeous saber inlaid with pearls and jade, as if he was ready to draw the sword out of its sheath at any time, which made some scoundrels who wanted to make trouble shut their mouths in an instant, and ran away obediently, not daring to pour it on the fire again. Oil.

The people from the school affairs office also arrived at this time. They gave an order and stood beside him respectfully. They were all dressed in black casual clothes, their faces were stern, and the menacing icy aura was daunting. The common people couldn't help being quiet.

"Wow, mother—" the cry of the three-year-old child suddenly sounded, heart-piercing.

It turned out that a hooligan knocked him down when he was in a hurry to retreat. The child was already staggering and unable to stand still, but now he was crying on the ground in pain, waving his small palm weakly.

But his lord didn’t know where he was right now, so Cao Ang immediately let go of the hand holding the sword, walked up to the child, gently picked him up on the waist, patted his head, and comforted him softly: “Brother will help you right away Find mother, brother, don’t cry, brother will buy you candy.”

After a sweet date was stuffed into his small mouth, the boy smacked his lips in satisfaction, blinked his eyes, stopped crying, and fell silent instantly.

"My fellow citizens, now Ang invites you to go home and bring water ladles and jugs, and fetch water from the nearby Qing River to fight the fire. Under the supervision of Lizheng, every five households must send a strong man to the place. After the fire is extinguished, go to Hucao one by one. Register at the office, Xu Duanning depends on you all!"

The people were a little trembling when they saw his majestic appearance, and they couldn't help calming down because of the shock. Just now, they saw the gentle and elegant side of Mr. Cao, and they immediately relaxed, nodded hurriedly, and shouted in unison: "Young master, I will wait for you!" must obey."

Cao Ang nodded when he heard the words, and bowed slightly to the school office: "Ang people are soft-spoken, so they have to rely on the help of the adults. One is to maintain the order and stability of the people, and the other is to seek each other. Let's find out the source of the chaos and punish it to warn the world."

After finishing speaking, he bowed his hands and gave a deep salute, with a solemn tone: "Ang, I beg you all here!"

"Don't worry, Eldest Son, I will do my best to live up to the entrustment." The leader hurriedly returned the salute with a look, and the school historians behind him all scattered around knowingly, and carried out the task separately.

"Mother, big brother is so powerful." Pi'er, who was obediently snuggling beside him, suddenly sighed, quietly looking at his brother in front of the crowd, his eyes were full of admiration, almost shining.

At this time, a man's hoarse voice suddenly came from the crowd behind him:

"Although this son is virtuous and sharp, he is kind and kind at a young age, and is very popular, but I'm afraid..."

The words came to an abrupt end, and suddenly turned into a sigh, almost a whisper, but clear enough to reach the ears.

A Sheng's heart sank suddenly, and he turned around in shock, and saw a middle-aged Confucian scholar wearing a turban, who was staring at Cao Ang closely, with dark eyes, and immediately shook his head regretfully.

"What do you mean by that, sir?" She suddenly lost her composure and couldn't help asking.

The middle-aged Confucian scholar gave her a serious look, "I'm afraid, Mr. Cao ordered the Beidou to commit crimes, and the Nandou palm was born while the Beidou master died. I'm afraid he is not a person of good fortune."

A Sheng laughed dumbfounded when he heard this, and turned his head away: "Your technique is really a supernatural technique, and how is it different from the method used by the yellow scarf thieves to deceive the people? Mr. Cao is still young. Don't be afraid that I will sue you for the crime of deceiving the public."

Unexpectedly, the middle-aged Confucian scholar narrowed his eyebrows, instead of being angry, he looked at her steadfastly, raised his eyebrows and said, "Mrs. Bian, I don't dare to jump to conclusions for the time being, but if you want to It is your fault that a certain person belongs to the Yellow Turban Zhangjiao and others."

She couldn't help but turn pale with surprise at the sound of "Mrs. Bian". He actually saw through her identity directly. The gray-brown eyes of the other party were difficult to distinguish, and the eyes were as clear as clouds, but they were as sharp as a falcon. Every corner of the heart has been peeped clearly.

This person is by no means ordinary, I am afraid that he is really an expert.

She took two steps back uncomfortably, "May I ask where you come from, sir, and your name?"

"A certain Zhu named Jianping, a native of Peiguo, came to travel here, today..."

He bowed down and made a brief self-report, but before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Pi'er, "Where did you come from, a swindling charlatan, dare to curse my elder brother? My mother will let you go, my son. I won’t condone such an alarmist fake fortune teller like you.”

As he spoke, he sternly yelled at the school secretary who was evacuating the people not far away: "Come here, I will arrest this charlatan and send him to Dali Temple, interrogate him carefully, and straighten his bones!"

"Cao Pi!" A Sheng gave him a hard look, stretched out his hand to block the coming school history, and then bowed to the Confucian scholar who called himself Zhu Jianping, "This kid is ignorant, so please don't blame me. But what you said today It is clearly inappropriate, it is not appropriate to jump to conclusions about secrets, there are always certain numbers, it is too early to draw conclusions, and besides, it is definitely not a good thing for Mr. to reveal the secrets, it is better to make a good fortune for yourself."

After she finished speaking, she saluted again, pulled Pi'er back and left.Zhu Jianping in the back seemed to answer something, but she didn't want to hear it, nor was she interested in it.

"Mother, why did you stop your son from punishing this monster?" Pi'er looked aggrieved as he walked, with dissatisfaction in his eyes.

A Sheng didn't answer his son's question, but turned his head and stared at him seriously, making his son shrink back a few inches, and his tone was as harsh as ice blade: "Cao Pi, don't you dare to talk to the school again next time?" The people in the government are calling and drinking, just waiting to copy Erya eighty times!"

Seeing that Pi'er was dumbfounded and dared not speak, she continued to scold him: "You really think you are Mr. Sikong so great? Even your eldest brother treats them respectfully and dare not neglect them, so what are you? They listen to you and don't follow you. A child's general knowledge, you order them to do things is your arrogance!"

"Understood, mother," Pi'er lowered her face and did not dare to raise her head again, her tone was aggrieved, and she squeezed her hands tighter, "Son, I will never dare again in the future, I must listen to my mother, who can do it Do whatever you want, and I won’t disobey you again.”

A Sheng nodded, rubbed his son's face, and while enjoying the unique softness and comfort of a child's skin, he said solemnly: "Just be obedient, let's go, and we will help."

"Yeah." Pi'er firmly agreed, and Asheng turned his eyes away from his son and was about to walk towards the river. When he raised his eyes, he accidentally glanced, and suddenly a black figure came into his pupils.

He was vaguely outside the crowd, seemingly calm and unmoved, but he was always looking at everything here.

She froze immediately.

Pi'er noticed her strangeness, and seeing her stop in her tracks, she couldn't help raising her face curiously, but saw that her complexion turned pale for a moment, and slowly, her hands trembled, and fear and shock never before appeared in her clear eyes. , so that he could not help but get scared.

"Mother... what's the matter with you?" Pi'er bit his lip hesitantly, and asked after a while.

He tentatively tugged at A Sheng's clothes, and after feeling the shaking, she finally woke up like a dream, and looked down at him in a daze, suddenly like a stranger.

Pi'er didn't dare to make a sound, so he could only wait for her response in silence, his heart was as anxious as cold water suddenly poured into the cotton cloth, invading every grain of it inch by inch, soaking his whole body with cold and uneasiness, fearing that he had offended his mother and suddenly became so unhappy.

"You go back first." During the long silence, Ah Sheng finally spoke, with disappointment in his eyes that he couldn't understand, "I want to meet someone here."

Pi'er dared to say "no", he was well aware of the tragic scene where his mother lost her temper, and seeing her mother was so different from usual, he hurriedly said, "The son is leaving," as if the soles of his feet had been oiled, hoping Sneaked out of sight before she had an attack.

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restaurant.

Guo Jia sat quietly by the window, looking at the scenery outside, drinking alone.

"Feng Xiao, you're really drinking, Gu really guessed right." A familiar clear voice suddenly came from the door.

"I wanted to invite the host to have a drink, but you happened to be on business, so Jia didn't dare to interrupt." Guo Jia smiled and stood up to welcome him to his seat.

Unexpectedly, he waved his hand to refuse, clutching a letter tightly in his hand, and began to pace around the table non-stop, with an extremely irritable expression, and the surrounding air was as hot as if it had been set on fire.

With a "snap", he seemed to throw the letter paper on the ground unhappily, frowning, and cursed with his hands behind his back: "You must do everything right against Gu!"

"It's rare for Sikong to be so angry. It must be something unusual. Jia would like to see it." Guo Jia also lowered his usual playful laughter and looked at Cao Cao seriously.

After saying that, he got off his seat, bowed his head slightly, and picked up the letter from the ground.