Chapter 806. The forced palace of drudgery
All right! Don't look at Cao Zhang's brother-in-law, raising him a lot of times is really like raising a son! For example, this time, I really don't know what kind of confused soup Cao Pi has instilled in him these days, it is estimated that the first emperor did not start a business and the middle way collapsed, in short, this kid's guilt for Cao Cao, and the love of the Cao regime was vividly stimulated.
So, he took over this drudgery that Cao Cao had never dared to do before his death, and now it is also the first drudgery in the world!
The only good thing is that Cao Pi took the opportunity to come to Yecheng to mourn and trapped Wang Hou and Cao Zhang in Yecheng, and the attempt to take the opportunity to collect the military power of the two of them was also broken.
However, compared to this benefit, Wang Hou still felt that this drudgery was as bitter as swallowing a pig's bitter gall, which made him grin incessantly.
September 15, the tomb of King Cao Cao Wei near the Ximen Leopard Temple.
With a pair of eyes crying like a peach, Wang Hou walked out again in a particularly depressed mood.
In the era of the Three Kingdoms at the end of the Han Dynasty, there were many good women, such as Ren Hongchang, who sacrificed his life for his father-in-law, and Mrs. Bian, who governed the harem for Cao Cao for a lifetime, so that Cao Cao could fight on the battlefield while spending his heart, and Cao Hongjie beside him.
I followed her in my teens, the two always gathered less and left more, Wang Hou's big rear, almost all of them were governed by his wife, despite Wang Hou's political system and generosity of giving power, but Liaodong is thousands of miles away from Guanzhong, Wang Hou has not been in Liaodong for several years, the whole regime is still in order, and even the slightest attempt to rebel and seize power is also indispensable.
Especially this time, she got the news before Wang Hou, Cao Cao was terminally ill, but she was afraid that she would enter Yecheng first, if she was taken hostage by Cao Pi, it would bring unnecessary passivity to Wang Hou, she forcibly endured this human feelings, and first transferred to Guanzhong, followed by Wang Hou before arriving in Yecheng, now the political dispute has temporarily settled, and she had the opportunity to come to worship more than a month after Cao Cao was buried.
The filial piety of this era is far richer and more sincere than the materialistic era of later generations, just now she knelt in front of the mausoleum and felt guilty about the pear blossoms with rain, and it really made Wang Hou's heart break when she heard it.
Embracing the trembling Cao Hongjie out of the palace, and finally looking back at the simple and unpretentious tomb of King Wei, he did not seal the soil, did not plant big trees, and was simple and similar to the ordinary landlords of the poor door to enjoy the palace in the courtyard of the five courtyards, and the sadness in Wang Hou's heart was also stimulated.
It seems that Cao Cao handed Cao Hongjie's hand into his own hands back then, and it was still the same as yesterday!
Prime Minister rest assured, I will keep you! At least it will not be forgotten by some careerists!
But it's really not that the enemies don't get together, this head just got out of the mausoleum, and on the official road back to Yecheng, a man who was still handsome and handsome although he was not confused at the end of his age, and his face was covered with a gentle smile suddenly stopped in front of him.
Sima Yi!
"Daxingtai and Pingxi Gongneng focus on the overall situation of Dawei, Sima is deeply admired!"
The old guy's smile seemed to be innocent to the point of pouring out his heart and lungs, but Wang Hou also achieved the point of treating all his expressions as farts, his face was expressionless, and he had a gloomy face that didn't care.
"Sima Gongfei Huang Tengda, Hanoi Sima family has also been promoted to a first-class scholar family, in the future, it can be expected that Mr. Sima will be powerful in the world, and Wang is also deeply admired!"
"People are divided into three, six, nine and so on, some people are born with noble blood, and they have the responsibility to live in the palace and be the leader of Qiantou, and now the imperial court is just officially institutionalizing it, the world should be like this, Sima is just obeying the mandate of heaven!"
"It's just that Daxingtai, Sima Mou has never understood, he was born, you are the Jinyang Wang family, and he is also the queen of Shiqing, the gate valve of Kanto! Why do you want to open your eyes to those lowly and rude Han people and even savages? ”
"Sima Mou also stayed in Guanzhong, for the sake of a mere Chang'an City, Daxingtai even had to deign to negotiate with those lowly businessmen, Daxingtai is not a lone husband in a word, Sima really can't understand, why Daxingtai is an enemy of our masters for this?"
These two rhetorical questions are really from Sima Yi's sincerity, the politics of the scholar clan, from the Eastern Han Dynasty to the present, has long become the mainstream, Sima Yi looks at Wang Hou's eyes sometimes really like looking at the CEO of a listed company with tens of billions of assets in later generations, riding a shared bicycle, wearing a stall for twenty or thirty yuan, holding a cottage mobile phone and squeezing the shuttle bus with the staff to eat the staff meal.
He really couldn't understand Wang Hou.
Things can only be experienced directly from the shoes of the family, Wang Hou will never be able to let Sima Yi, who was born as a concubine of the family, understand the idea of equality of all beings, listening to Sima Yi's question, he just hummed indifferently.
"A vulgar martial artist of the first order of the Wang Dynasty can't sit down and talk with all the scholars! The Tao is different, and it is useless to talk too much! ”
"The Tao is different, it is indeed useless to say more, but Sima Mou is noisy, and the contemptible people came, just to convey the imperial decree of His Royal Highness the King of Wei, he wants Luoyang, and wants to pass on the jade seal of the country! I hope that when Daxingtai passes through Luoyang, it will be taken by His Royal Highness King Wei! ”
"Got it!"
Seeing that Wang Hou agreed with a gloomy face, Sima Yi really didn't say much, he still hugged his fists gracefully and arched his hand, and then turned around and got into the four-wheeled carriage behind him, with the neighing of the war horse, along the way, he could still hear his hearty laughter.
He snorted in annoyance again, but when he turned his face, Cao Hongjie's expression startled Wang Hou.
The sadness just now has not dissipated, and on her face, which has become more and more mature with the precipitation of the years, there is an incomparably rich guilt, worry, and even a hidden fear.
"Do you really want to ......, do you really want to go to Luoyang to force the palace and ask my sister for the jade seal?"
Emperor Han Xian is actually not terrible, what makes Cao Hongjie, including his king, embarrassed, but it is the wife of Emperor Han Xian, Cao Hongxian, the queen of Mu Xian!
It was the three sisters of the Cao family who were originally married to Emperor Xian of the Han Dynasty, and the three sisters should have shared the pain and responsibility of this political marriage, but on the way, Wang Hou was killed and snatched the princess out of the prince's arms like an evil dragon.
Although there is less gathering and more separation, I have to admit that Wang Hou is a good husband in this era, Cao Hongjie is also married to love, and lives very happily, in contrast, her sister and sister do not have this blessing, by the double suspicion of the husband's family and the father's family, and also bear the treacherous struggle in the palace, as early as a few years ago, the youngest of the three sisters, Cao Hongyue, was overwhelmed and abandoned the world, and now let her deprive her sister of the last point of honor to rely on.
How could she bear it?
If you don't say that this is a drudgery that is more bitter than a pig's bitter gall, even if he is infamous among the scholars, Wang Hou doesn't care, anyway, he can't urinate in a pot, but if he forces Cao Hongxian, he really can't bear it.
Speaking of this, Wang Hou couldn't help but snort angrily.
"This matter was taken over by Ziwen's kid, Red Festival, you and I don't have to worry about it, let that kid handle it himself when the time comes!"
Now he doesn't protect his younger brother anymore, listening to the indignation in Wang Hou's tone, Cao Hongjie seemed to relax slightly, and his chin was much heavier and more slender.
"Hmm!"