When she heard the sound of insects chirping outside the house and suddenly quieted down, Cao Miao's heart tightened suddenly, her breath was chaotic, and she instantly felt suffocated.

In his previous life, in order to prepare for a new play, he did some desk work, and knew that Cao Zhi, who had failed in the struggle for the heir, was in a difficult situation, named the vassal king, but he was actually a prisoner, and there were supervisors such as prisoners and auxiliary officials around him, but he didn't expect that even a patient like him would be secretly monitored.

Was it there in the first place, but it was never discovered, or was it the butterfly effect caused by that scene?

Sooner or later, it will come. Cao Miao snorted lightly, retracted her thoughts, straightened out her breath, and listened intently to the sounds outside.

The insects are still chirping, and there is more wind.

It's going to rain again. In the evening, the wind rose, and now the wind is tighter, and the bamboo forest behind the house is rattling.

Separated by a wall, Cao Miao heard a few suppressed sneezes, thinking that the person who was watching was chilled by the night wind, but he didn't dare to leave his post.

Cao Miao's heart flashed with contempt.

In his previous life, he had filmed police and gangster films, and he had also filmed spy war dramas, and he had learned about relevant knowledge from professionals, and he had also followed the criminal police out in the field, so he knew the hard work of squatting. The nights in early summer are still a little cool, especially on rainy days, and keeping a night outside can easily cause a cold and fever, or even cause more serious diseases.

Let him keep watch and see what he can hear. He is only practicing qi and standing on the pile now, and he has not started boxing yet, and the movement is actually very small. If it was the kind of master who could hear the different breaths through the wall, he wouldn't have performed such a task.

Cao Miao was even a little curious. He has filmed so many costume dramas and martial arts dramas, and he has also come into contact with some real martial artists, but he has never heard of anyone who really has magical martial arts such as listening to voices and distinguishing positions, picking leaves and flying flowers.

Will there be one in this era?

The wind became stronger and stronger, and the bamboo branches swept across the roof tiles, and it was like a burst. After a while, there was a crackling sound of raindrops falling on the tiles.

In the sound of wind and rain, there were intermittent sobs.

Cao Miao listened for a while, and frowned slightly.

This is the voice of the little slave Ah Hu who is waiting for him. Ah Hu has often cried at night these days, and he is very familiar with Ah Hu's voice and will never hear it wrong.

Ah Hu is actually a mole?

Thinking of Ah Hu's thin body and taciturn appearance, Cao Miao was shocked and even a little panicked. He could understand that he was secretly staring at the Yongqiu Palace, but he never imagined that Ah Hu would be one of them.

In his vague memory, Ah Hu had been in the palace for some years, and he was still a child who didn't understand anything when he first appeared. However, if you think about it carefully, Ah Hu has been a little abnormal these days, often crying in the middle of the night is one of them, maybe something happened and he had no choice but to do so?

The wind was louder, the rain was pouring in, and the rain flowed along the ridges and fell in front of the steps, with a loud noise.

Cao Miao thought for a while, got up and went out, stood under the porch, looked at the dense rain curtain, and shouted twice to the house in the front yard.

"Ahhu, Ahhu."

"Prince!" Ah Hu stepped out and stood under the west corridor, soaking wet, the rain running down his face, and he couldn't even open his eyes. He walked quickly to Cao Miao, looking flustered.

Seeing Cao Miao looking at him sharply, he subconsciously lowered his head and said, "Minister...... Rise up at night. ”

"Take a shower, change into clean clothes, come on." Cao Miao said briefly and turned back to the room.

Ah Hu was stunned for a moment, his face pale. He bit his lip and was stunned for a while, and then stopped talking several times, and finally went.

The door of the east room opened a crack, and Qingtao was draped in clothes, looking at everything outside, but did not speak. She was awakened by Cao Miao's two "Ah Hu", thinking that Cao Miao called them, but now she found that it was Ah Hu, and her expression was a little weird.

Cao Miao waited in the house for a long time before she heard footsteps outside. Ah Hu pushed the door in, his steps were very light, he closed the door, knelt behind the door, kowtowed to Cao Miao, kneeled to Cao Miao's bed, lifted Cao Miao's quilt and was about to go to bed.

"What are you doing?" Cao Miao glared at him.

"Minister......" Ah Hu looked at Cao Miao in confusion, looking frightened. The minister has been washed, but it is just ...... There is no hot water. As he spoke, he raised his arm again and sniffed his armpit.

Cao Miao was slightly stunned, only then did she understand that Ah Hu had misunderstood, and there was a chill in her heart.

"Kneel well."

Ah Hu answered, retreated, and knelt in front of the bed honestly, with a hint of happiness in his expression. Cao Miao knew what he was thinking, but he didn't bother to pay attention to him, just quietly looked at this inner ghost with indifferent eyes.

Ah Hu shrank his body, lowered his head, and did not dare to move lightly.

The atmosphere gradually became solemn, and Ah Hu's body began to tremble, and then sobbed. He fell to the ground and sobbed, "Prince, ...... The minister is guilty, and so is the minister...... I really couldn't help it, so I listened to him. Minister, minister......"

"Who is he?"

"School affairs, Han Dong."

Cao Miao was not surprised. He had already heard about Han Dong from Cao Zhi. The school affairs system is said to be a system initiated by Cao Cao, somewhat similar to the Jinyiwei of the Ming Dynasty, which was a spy who specifically targeted hundreds of officials, and had a very bad reputation.

"What did Han Dong say?"

Ah Hu sobbed for a while, calmed down a little, and then said: "Han Dong said that the minister has the same surname as him, maybe he used to be the same clan, so he helped the minister...... Plotted this messenger. If you can hear something useful, ...... The minister did not have to go to the army to die. ”

Ah Hu kowtowed again and again, crying silently. "Prince, in the past few years, the robe that has gone out of the palace has ...... None of them made it back alive. Last year, Mengda rebelled, and the hussar general rushed to attack the new city, and my brother was not seen alive or dead. Now that Longyou is in a big war, the imperial court is going to ...... again Conscription, if the minister is requisitioned, I am afraid that he will not be able to go to Longyou, and he will die violently on the road. ”

Looking at the thin boy shrouded in fear, Cao Miao sighed secretly.

The imperial court treated the vassals harshly, and was even more harsh on Cao Zhi. When Cao Zhi was enthroned, the number of soldiers was only half that of other feudal kings, and they were either old and weak at the age of sixty or seventy, or seven or eight years old. In the past few years, children have gradually grown up, and the imperial court has been levied every now and then on the grounds of insufficient troops, and those over the age of fifteen are all taken away, and those who are slightly stronger are taken away at the age of thirteen or fourteen.

I don't know if it was intentional by the imperial court, none of the soldiers recruited from the Yongqiu Kingdom could come back alive, no more than two or three years, no more than a few months, and there would be bad news of death or disappearance.

Ah Hu is thirteen this year and may be conscripted into the army at any time. Before that, his brother Aaron had disappeared on the battlefield and didn't even have a body.

"The imperial court sent you to Longyou?" Anger rose in Cao Miao's heart.

Yongqiu is east of Luoyang, closest to the Yangzhou Governor District to guard against Eastern Wu, and it is only right that the soldiers who are levied and sent to the Yangzhou Governor are right, and it is deliberately tossed to send them to Longyou. Ah Hu's fear is not groundless. A half-grown child like him, walking thousands of kilometers to the front line, is no different from sending him to death. Not to mention anything else, if he doesn't adapt to the water and soil, it may kill him.

They were just soldiers arranged by the imperial court for the Yongqiu Palace, and they didn't participate in Cao Zhi's seizure of the heir, so why should they be killed?

They said...... Shu general Zhuge Liang committed a border, Longyou is in a big battle, and the troops are insufficient? Cao Miao's heart moved. Zhuge Liang's Northern Expedition? So the time is roughly determined. Zhuge Liang's Northern Expedition did not last long, only five or six years before and after. "This is Zhuge Liang's first ...... in the north"

Cao Miao coughed and changed her words in time. "Offended?"

"It's really the first time, the court is not prepared at all, it's all messy, Your Majesty went to Chang'an, and then ......" Ah Hu glanced at Cao Miao quietly, and saw that Cao Miao's face was no longer so stern, so he secretly breathed a sigh of relief and spoke much more freely. It is rumored in Beijing that His Majesty has died, and the ministers want to support the king to succeed him. For this reason, the school lieutenant sent additional personnel to listen to the news, and Han Dong had just arrived from Beijing. ”

Cao Miao chuckled in her heart, and her expression management almost got out of control.

Cao Zhi's father and son were trapped in this Yongqiu country like prisoners, and their every move was watched to death, so how could they have the opportunity to contact the ministers of the DPRK and China.

This is clearly a false accusation!