Just when Cao Miao was lying bored on the bed under the porch, thinking about how to make a living, Cao Shuang came.

Cao Shuang is the confidant of the Son of Heaven and the right envoy, although he did not ask others to follow him, no one dared not come. As a result, the small courtyard, which had always been deserted, suddenly became crowded, and a large group of well-dressed officials and scholars stood with incense and powder.

When the distinguished guest came to the door, Qingtao, who had always been calm, was also a little panicked. Cao Shuang is not an ordinary guest, so he can't let them stand too. However, there have always been no guests in the courtyard, and there are few seats, let alone seats worthy of the envoy of the Son of Heaven.

The green peach and red apricot were panicked and turned around. Cao Miao was lying on the Hu bed, motionless, but a little annoyed, and patted the Hu bed.

"Qingtao, stay quiet. Disturb my nap and whip you carefully. ”

Qing Tao's face flushed, she didn't dare to squeak, and stood aside with her hands tied.

Cao Miao rolled her eyes, turned over, and turned her back to Cao Shuang. Probably feeling a little itchy on the back, he knocked on the bed again and stretched out his finger. Although Qingtao was embarrassed, she didn't dare to disobey and stepped forward to tickle Cao Miao. Cao Miao was very enjoyable and shouted loudly.

"Cool! Refreshing! More focused, larger area. Alas, that's cool! ”

Everyone looked at each other, and their eyes drifted towards Cao Shuang. Is this a face-to-face scolding? It is already too much to call Cao Shuang by name, and Cao Shuang's father, the general Cao Zhen, is added, this prince is not only sick, but also very sick. If it's normal, I wouldn't do it, it's rude.

Cao Zhi looked embarrassed and coughed: "Or ......"

Cao Shuang waved his hand. "Yun Gong doesn't have to be formal. Speaking of which, although I am a few years older, I am the same generation as Yunliang, and we used to play together in the past. Seeing him like this, I don't feel good in my heart. ”

Cao Zhi answered vaguely twice and stepped aside. Cao Shuang stepped forward, leaned down with great effort, and said softly: "Yunliang, do you remember me?" ”

Cao Miao opened her eyes and glanced at Cao Shuang. "Who are you?"

A gentle smile appeared on Cao Shuang's round face. "I'm Cao Shuang. At that time, in Yecheng, we climbed Kim Yong City together, I was always lagging behind, they didn't wait for me, they laughed at me, only you were willing to join me, remember? ”

Cao Miao was not impressed at all. However, he had a good impression of the fat man in front of him. His eyes are clear, his smile is sincere, and although his movements are not very flexible, he does not look like he is mentally retarded. If he didn't know the outcome of history, it would be difficult for him to associate this person with the scum who buried the Great Wei Dynasty.

Thinking of this, he felt more and more that the heavy responsibility was on his shoulders, and he had a goal in life.

It must have been Cao Cao who asked me to discipline this group of losers.

Cao Miao sat up, motioning for Qingtao to continue tickling while looking at Cao Shuang. "It's you. I haven't seen you for a few years, and you've gained a lot of weight. ”

Cao Shuang smiled even brighter, his eyes narrowed into a slit. "I can't help it, ancestral. Do you remember me? He was fatter now, and he couldn't find a suitable mount for horseback riding, so he had to ride in a cart. I often feel dizzy, I can only lie down when I have a seizure, and all the famous doctors in the world have been invited, and countless money has been spent, which is useless. ”

Cao Miao chuckled in her heart. He knew that Cao Zhen hadn't been around for a few years, and he had died of illness, but he didn't know what the disease was. Listening to Cao Shuang say this, this is the three highs caused by obesity, not to mention now, there is no cure in the 21st century, only control.

"Then you have to be careful, don't be like you." Cao Miao reached out and patted Cao Shuang's round belly and laughed.

Cao Shuang moved over and sat down on the side of Hu's bed, the sturdy Hu bed was pressed and creaked. "Yunliang, is there a way to cure it?"

"Yes, it depends on whether you are willing to give it up or not."

Cao Shuang patted his chest, swaying with fat meat. "As long as I can lose weight, I can promise you anything."

Cao Miao grinned, stared at Cao Shuang's white and fat face, and said word by word: "I want all your family's property." ”

The smile on Cao Shuang's face remained unchanged, but there was a little more smile in his eyes, and he didn't seem surprised by Cao Miao's answer. The two looked at each other and stared for a moment, Cao Miao's face did not change, but Cao Shuang was a little weak-hearted, lowered his head, stroked his thighs with his hands, groaned for a moment, and raised his head again.

"Yunliang, although my father was trusted by the first emperor and His Majesty, he was named the Marquis of Shaoling, the official worshiped the general, and he had a lot of wealth, how could he be compared with Yunliang as a clan. If you can contribute to the country and share your Majesty's worries, Your Majesty will have a reward, and what is the little property in the General's Mansion. ”

Cao Miao heard the meaning of Cao Shuang's words, but his face did not change, he just looked at Cao Shuang quietly.

Cao Zhi's face changed, and his blood was hot. He understood what Cao Shuang meant—or what His Majesty meant. His Majesty intends to let Cao Zhi come out of office, and he wants to reuse him. Isn't this what his father Cao Zhi has been looking forward to? My father asked for self-examination many times, and now he finally heard back, although His Majesty wanted to use Cao Miao, not Cao Zhi himself.

Cao Zhi held his breath, for fear that Cao Miao would not understand and miss this great opportunity, so he gave Cao Miao a look again and again.

Cao Miao couldn't wait to kick Cao Zhi out of the courtyard. Why is this baby so naïve, what people say, you believe it?

Cao Shuang saw it clearly, and he already understood it in his heart. Your Majesty guessed well, Cao Miao was sick nine times out of ten, but she just pretended to be crazy. What Emperor Wu dreamed of, what Neidan technique, it was all a lie made up by their father and son. Such things are not uncommon, there are many records in the history books, and they have seen a lot of them.

Cao Zhi was cunning and cunning, and flatly denied that Cao Miao had recovered. Cao Zhi showed his flaws, but because he was too young, it was not enough to prove it. Now as long as Cao Miao admits it, this matter is beyond doubt. Whether it will be reused or severely punished at that time depends on His Majesty's mood.

Although not everyone in Cao Shuang's entourage knew Cao Shuang's true intentions, they were clear about the grievances of Cao Pi and Cao Zhi, and naturally understood the mystery behind Cao Shuang's words.

Thanks to years of studying the script and analyzing the thinking habits developed by the plot, Cao Miao quickly understood the murderous motive hidden behind Cao Shuang's seemingly harmless smiling face. If he is bewitched by the bait thrown by the emperor and agrees to go out, it is likely that what awaits him will not be wealth, but disaster.

If he wants to live, he must not only be crazy, but even more crazy.

"Uncle Zhao, you're still as stupid as you were ten years ago." Cao Miao laughed silently. "No, you should say you're even dumber than you were ten years ago."

Cao Shuang's smile remained unchanged. "Oh?"

"Is money important, or is life important?"

"Of course it's fate." Cao Shuang smiled even brighter.

"I remember ten years ago, your father could still gallop on horseback, shoot eagles and rabbits. Ten years later, he couldn't even ride a horse. How many more years do you think he will live? If he dies, will you be able to carry this burden and keep this family property? ”

The smile on Cao Shuang's face was a little unnatural. "How dare I compare with my father, I can only serve Your Majesty with all my heart."

"Xiahou Xuan doesn't know about military affairs, he can only talk. As soon as Xiahou Shang died, Sima Yi could only take over the Jingxiang military. You are more wasteful than Xiahou Xuan, and you can't even talk. If your father dies, who will take over the military affairs of Guanzhong? In the future, if Da Sima dies again, who will take over the Yangzhou military? ”

Cao Miao raised her hand and slapped Cao Shuang's fat face hard, making a crackling sound. "At that time, how can you serve Your Majesty so that Your Majesty can sleep peacefully? How do you keep this family property? Dead fatty! ”