Chapter Thirty-Seven: Sima Zhao was in a hurry
The autumn of 263 A.D. was a stormy season for the Shu Han regime, and it was also an eventful season for the Wei state in the north.
In Luoyang City, in the general's mansion, Sima Zhao is already in his fifties, and his fears and exhaustion over the years have made Sima Zhao's temples white.
On this day, his younger brother Sima Ling came to the general's mansion to send the Wei military and political recitals, and the emperor Cao Huan seemed to have become an ornament, and all the important military and political affairs of the Wei State were handled by Sima Zhao in the general's mansion.
Sima Zhao didn't know where he was interested today, and he hadn't approved it yet, so he pulled his younger brother Sima Ling to play the chess game, and when the two of them were coming and going, Jia Chong, a regular attendant, was hurrying to the General's Mansion.
"General, Lord Jia Chong is asking to see you outside the mansion." The steward in the general's mansion hurriedly ran to report to Sima Zhao.
Sima Zhao was already fascinated by playing chess, and when he was full of interest, he was interrupted by the housekeeper, and he was still a little unhappy in his heart, but when he heard that Jia Chong asked to see him, he still put down the chess pieces in his hand and instructed the housekeeper:
"Let Jia Chong come in!"
After a while, Sima Zhao had already asked his subordinates to pack up the chessboard, Jia Chong came to Sima Zhao in three steps and two steps, and saw Sima Zhao's subordinates going out with the chessboard, Jia Chong couldn't help but be a little impatient, and said:
"O general! Woe to you, you're still in the mood to play chess! ”
Sima Zhao stroked his beard, took a sip of tea, and said, "Jia Chong, what kind of disaster can make you so out of shape." ”
On weekdays, Jia Chong is a serious and steady-old feeling in Sima Zhao, but today's panic makes Sima Zhao a little curious, what kind of disaster can make a person like Jia Chong so impatient.
Jia Chong suddenly ignored his gaffe, pointed to the bundle of folds sent by Sima Ling and said:
"General, it's all written in the compromise, but I didn't expect the general to even look at it!"
Seeing this, Sima Ling hurriedly took a bundle of folds and handed it to Sima Zhao, Sima Zhao took it, lazily opened the bamboo slips, and looked at them briefly.
Suddenly, Sima Zhao's face changed, and he looked at it again with some disbelief, and then he was convinced, and sat with his eyes stunned.
Seeing Sima Zhao's appearance, Sima Ling was also a little curious, and then asked with concern:
"Brother, what the hell is going on, even my brother is so surprised."
Jia Chong hurriedly added to Sima Zhao:
"General, Yongzhou Assassin Yang Xin ordered people to rush to report that Zhonghui's army was completely annihilated by the Han army in Jiange Pass, and even Zhonghui was defeated and committed suicide. Deng Ai's army smuggled through the Yinping trail into the hinterland of Shuzhong, and captured Chengdu and captured Liu Chan and the hundred officials of Shu, and then lost the news, if the general did not go to the rescue, the situation in Yongliang was critical! ”
Sima Zhao couldn't stand it anymore at this time, he was already anxious and had a splitting headache just now when he saw the fold, and after Jia Chong added, Sima Zhao's old and tired body was oppressed by the last straw
"Poof~~" A mouthful of blood spurted out, Sima Zhao collapsed in response, seeing that the situation of the Wei army was very good, Shu Di could be taken in a moment, and the momentum of sweeping the world had been completed, but I never thought that the situation was changing so fast, I couldn't accept it for a while, and completely defeated Sima Zhao under the heart of the blood.
"General!"
"General!"
Jia Chong and Sima Ling saw Sima Zhao falling, and they were immediately frightened and overwhelmed, but Jia Chong's eyes were quick, and he reacted later, and hurriedly stepped forward to help Sima Zhao, patted his back with his hand to relieve his qi and blood, and hurriedly called the housekeeper to say:
"Go to the palace to summon the imperial doctor, the general fainted!"
As soon as the steward heard Jia Chong's summons, his face turned pale with fright, the general's fainting was a big deal, and he didn't dare to delay for a moment and rushed to the palace to ask the imperial doctor to come to his rescue.
Sima Zhao was in the bed, and after some twists and turns of several palace doctors, Sima Zhao slowly opened his eyes, and saw Jia Chong and Sima Ling kneeling in the sleeping room waiting anxiously.
"Jia Chong!" Sima Zhao shouted with all his strength.
"General, are you awake?" Jia Chong heard Sima Zhao start to shout to himself, so he let go of the heart that had been hanging, if Sima Zhao didn't wake up, the country would really be worse.
When Sima Ling saw her brother wake up, she hurriedly stood in front of her, knowing that Sima Zhao was definitely going to order things, and motioned for the imperial doctor next to her to go out.
"Jia Chong, I will ask Sima Ling to ask His Majesty for an edict later, you quickly prepare to go to Yongliang, and order your governor Yongliang to do all military affairs, the northern alien race has been invading for many years, and now it is no longer able to send reinforcements to save Yongliang, you must remember to supervise Yongliang's military affairs, and you must save the general trend for me." Sima Zhao commanded Jia Chong weakly.
"No, the general is so good to recuperate, I'll go back and prepare now." Jia Chong turned his head and left, preparing the horses to go to Yongliang to supervise the battle in person.
"Sima Ling!" Sima Zhao shouted again to Sima Ling who was standing next to him, this is his own brother, and some things must be done by his own family.
"What does my brother command?" Hearing Sima Zhao shouting to himself, Sima Ling lay beside the bed, quietly waiting for Sima Zhao's order.
"You immediately go to the palace to meet Your Majesty, ask for an edict from Your Majesty to seal Jia Chong, urge Jia Chong to set off early, remember to be optimistic about the things in the palace, my own body doesn't know how long it can last, just now I saw that you called the imperial doctor to treat me, and the mobilization of the imperial doctor in the palace must know that I am seriously ill, I am afraid that people with a heart will start to make waves again, you have to be optimistic about Cao Huan and don't let him do some stupid things." Sima Zhao ordered a big call, and he was already very tired at this time.
"Brother, don't worry, I'll go to the palace to supervise it!" Sima Ling bowed to Sima Zhao on the hospital bed and was about to leave.
"In addition, you call Yan'er over, I have something to explain to him." Sima Zhao commanded again.
"No!"
Looking at the figure of Sima Ling turning away, Sima Zhao's heart was extremely desolate, how many crises had passed, but this time, the Shu army was defeated and almost annihilated, and I am afraid that I will not be able to stop large-scale military operations within five years, and it will take many years to dominate the world.
Not long after Sima Ling left, a young man rushed in with an anxious face.
"Father!"
Hearing that Sima Zhao was ill and summoned him, Sima Yan trotted all the way to Sima Zhao's bed, and lay beside Sima Zhao's bed.
"It's Yan'er!" Sima Zhao saw his son come to his side, and finally put his mind at ease.
"Father, what's wrong with you?" Seeing Sima Zhao lying on the hospital bed weakly, Sima Yan never thought that his father, who was still in good spirits yesterday, would collapse today.
"Yan'er don't have to worry, birth, old age, sickness and death are human nature, I'm afraid I won't be able to open up the road for you first, this road has to go down by yourself!" Sima Zhao closed his eyes, as if he heard his deceased father Sima Yi and brother Sima Shi calling him.