Late at night, Sun Deng sat alone in the study, and a roll of bamboo slips was spread out on the desk in front of him, which was the "Biography of Prince Er" in the "Book of Han".

He originally wanted to read "Emperor Hui Ji", but for some reason, he took out the brochure from the bookshelf and spread it on the case, only to find out that it was "The Biography of Prince Er".

The three words "Prince Er" pierced his eyes and heart like needles, making him tremble and unable to calm down for a long time.

Compared with Emperor Xiaohui of the Han Dynasty, the crown prince Liu Ju is more likely to become his Yin Jian. An important reason why Liu Ju lost the favor of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty was his belief in Confucianism. Although Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty respected Confucianism, he was actually a miscellaneous tyrant, and even dominated by domineering.

Later, Emperor Xuan of the Han Dynasty made this clear, and expressed concern about Emperor Yuan of the Han Dynasty, who was then the crown prince.

Why did Confucianism become a curse for the heir? With such good learning and such lofty ideals, why can't it become a true way to govern the country?

Sun Deng's heart ached. He stroked the booklet, tears welled up, slid down his face, dripped on the bamboo slips, and the ink was spilled.

It's all that Cao Miao. He must be a spy sent by the Wei State, just to divide my Great Wu Junchen, father and son, and disrupt my Great Wu State Government.

The more Sun Deng thought about it, the more suspicious he felt, and the more he thought about it, the more hateful he felt. He clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, as if this would strangle the hateful Wei spy and restore the mess to its previous clarity.

But after sobering up, he became more and more aware of his powerlessness.

Even if he crushed his fists and gritted all his teeth, he still couldn't hurt Cao Miao a single hair. At this time, Cao Miao was drinking wine on the Xi Shi boat, looking at Jiang Jing, proud of his treacherous plan.

Seventeen-year-old Sun Xi led the army like a lightning bolt, illuminating the illusion of filial piety of father and son. The moment the edict was announced, countless people smelled the meaning and showed favor to Sun Ji one after another. He could only hold back the uneasiness in his heart, force a smile, and cheer for every bit of Sun Wei's achievements.

He couldn't imagine how embarrassed he was when Sun Ji Xiangkai was still in the court, standing in the welcoming procession.

It's all that Cao Miao.

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"Ahh Ahh Cao Miao sneezed twice in succession, and quickly took out a handkerchief and wiped her nose.

"What's wrong?" Mrs. Sun looked up, her pretty face slightly red. "Is someone talking about you behind your back?"

"Haha, I'm not afraid of shadows, who says I'm useless." Cao Miao laughed and looked around. "It's windy, go inside and drink, don't catch a cold, it's not a trouble to suffer from the cold."

Mrs. Sun thought about it and felt justified. In early summer, the night is cool. After she sees Sun Quan tomorrow, she has to rush back to the front line, but she can't get sick.

"Go to your house, it's spacious." Mrs. Sun said. In fact, she remembered that the clothes she had changed in the house had not been sorted out, which made Cao Miao see indecent.

Cao Miao didn't think much about it, agreed in one bite, and ordered someone to move all the wine and food to the cabin. Zhishu, Ruhua and the female guards worked together and completed it quickly. Although Cao Miao's room was spacious, it couldn't accommodate too many people, and after tidying up, he kicked them out again.

The night was dark, and the female guards who came back with Mrs. Sun were also sleepy, yawning constantly. Seeing this, Zhishu asked Mrs. Sun, and she and Zhihua waited for her, and asked the female guards to wash and rest first. Mrs. Sun agreed, and the guards couldn't ask for it, so they cheered and went downstairs.

Hearing the laughter of the female guards, Mrs. Sun snorted: "It's really black close to ink, and it's getting more and more unlikely." ”

When Cao Miao heard this, she was very uncomfortable, and stretched out her finger to point to her nose, and then to Mrs. Sun's nose. "If it's closer, Madame is closer to me."

When they were outside the cabin, the two were six or seven feet apart, and the width of the case was nearly one zhang. When they arrived in the cabin, although they still had one case, they were put together one by one, and the two were no more than an arm's length apart, and Cao Miao's finger was almost on Mrs. Sun's nose.

Mrs. Sun glared at Cao Miao, raised her hand and struck, with a crisp sound. "Presumptuous! That's how you treat your elders? ”

"Uh......" Cao Miao retracted his hand and argued strongly: "If you want to talk about this generation, it's really not easy to say." ”

"What's so hard to say about that? Your aunt is my fourth sister-in-law, and Dahu is my daughter, no matter how you say it, I am a generation older than you. ”

Cao Miao disagreed, shaking her head. "I don't have a marriage contract with Dahu yet, so I can't count this article. As for my aunt, then my uncle also married your daughter, aren't you two generations better than me? ”

"Reasonable." Mrs. Sun couldn't help laughing, leaned forward, and reached out to touch Cao Miao's nose. "So you have to be filial, or see how I clean you up."

Cao Miao smiled, her eyelids slightly raised. "Really? Then let me ask you one thing, should the prince be called Mrs. Xu's aunt or sister? ”

Mrs. Sun was slightly stunned, laughed awkwardly twice, and stretched out her hand back. Sun Cao's marriage can also be said to be political interests, and he can't take care of too much, Sun Quan's marriage to Mrs. Xu is really messy. Everyone knows this, but no one dares to speak as unscrupulously as Cao Miao.

"I'm curious, is the prince's insistence on making Mrs. Xu the queen because of the love between mother and son, or something else?"

"Let you talk nonsense!" Looking at Cao Miao's indecent smile, Mrs. Sun gritted her teeth in anger and reached out to twist Cao Miao's nose. Cao Miao opened her mouth, bit her finger, and sucked it. Mrs. Sun was startled, and quickly withdrew her hand and glared at Cao Miao. Cao Miao squinted her eyes and smacked her lips. "Well, it's the smell of pork knuckles."

"Bold, you dare to scold me?" Madame Sun was furious.

"I don't believe you can taste it yourself."

Mrs. Sun was suspicious, put her finger into her mouth, and sucked it, only to find that there was indeed some taste on her finger, and then looked down, there was indeed half of the sauce pork hand on the plate that had not been finished, and she couldn't help but laugh dumbly.

"Good tongue. It seems that your tongue is not only good at speaking, but also good at taste. ”

"Of course." Cao Miao smiled, stuck out her tongue, and shook it up and down. "Madame, would you like to try it?"

"Get out!" Mrs. Sun picked up the unfinished pork knuckle on the plate and stuffed it into Cao Miao's mouth. Cao Miao didn't mind, so she took a bite of Mrs. Sun's hand, chewing and nodding. "Fragrant, this pork knuckle not only has the fragrance of sauce, but also the fragrance of the lady's lips and teeth, and the aftertaste is endless."

Mrs. Sun's face was red, and she was angry. "If you talk nonsense, be careful that I beat you. I'm not a big tiger, let you be light. ”

Cao Miao hurriedly begged for mercy. "Madame, we said yes, it's okay to drink, and don't sin with words."

Mrs. Sun wanted to say goodbye, but when she saw Cao Miao's appearance, she was a little unwilling. Judging from Cao Miao's words and deeds, he was already drunk, couldn't control himself, and began to talk about it, as long as she guided him a little, maybe he would be able to tell some secrets. It's a pity to give up such an opportunity because of a few frivolous drunken words.

"Then you have to be more modest, and you can't be too presumptuous. Even regardless of the age of relatives, I am close to your mother's age, don't you understand? ”

"Is Madame old?" Cao Miao opened her drunken eyes and looked at Mrs. Sun suspiciously. "Madame is not old at all. Madame and Dahu are not like aunts and nephews, but more like sisters. As for my grandmother, I only remember how she looked when she was twenty years old, and I don't know what she will be like when she gets old. ”

He staggered over, leaned on Mrs. Sun's body, hugged Mrs. Sun's neck, rubbed his nose on Mrs. Sun's face, and said in a vague voice: "For so many years, I have dreamed of her like this every time." But every time I wake up......"

Mrs. Sun wanted to push Cao Miao away, but when she heard this, her nose was sour, and she retracted her hand hesitantly.