The cold wind in the north has gradually blown, and the streets of Luoyang City are lonely at dusk, and the cold north wind mixed with sand and a little smell of blood drives away the people who have not yet returned home.

On the desolate ancient road outside the city, an ox cart creaks forward in the twilight, and beside the ox cart, several disproportionately tall horses, escorting this broken cart that may fall apart at any time slowly approaching this ancient capital that has endured countless wars.

"Who?"

Despite knowing the identity of the person who came, the soldiers at the door faithfully carried out their mission,

The young man on the horse is handsome and extraordinary, although he is young, he is also dressed as a scribe, and he looks quite elegant.

He skillfully flipped down from his horse and threw the official document in his hand to the soldiers guarding the door, along with a few copper coins.

The soldier took it, and his face changed dramatically after just one glance.

"It's General Beren who is back!"

Xiahou was still sitting in the ox cart like an old monk, and everything outside didn't seem to arouse his interest.

After being captured for a year, he finally returned to Luoyang City, but this year's prisoner of war career was not as miserable as Su Wu's shepherd.

He has been living in his brother-in-law's house, teasing his niece with his cousin in his spare time, teaching his nephew about the art of war, and occasionally when his brother-in-law comes home, he also pulls him to practice swords and guns together.

Good wine and good food every day, as in the past,

This time he returned, he was still a little reluctant, and he didn't know if he could see the kind and gentle Sister Juan'er again this time.

Ay......

He pulled the curtain and looked at the twilight outside timidly, but he was a little homesick.

"Father, the Son of Heaven is marching south, I have already spread the news of your return as soon as possible,

The Son of Heaven was overjoyed when he heard this, and told you to rest well, and he will kill the enemy side by side with you in the future! ”

The handsome young man is Xiahou Xuan, the eldest son of Xiahou Shang, who is only 11 years old this year, but he is already quite sensible and very loved by Cao Pi.

During the days when Xiahou Shang was captured, the young Xiahou Xuan became the pillar of the family, and everyone praised his ability when he handled affairs properly.

Xiahou Shang listened to his son's chatter, his ears were almost out of the calluse, he smiled gently, and said, "Don't talk about the Son of Heaven outside, wait for us to go home and discuss it slowly." ”

Xiahou Xuan nodded sensibly and continued to open the way in front.

The high-headed horse's chariot, where did the general Qianshou dare to stop, Xiahou Xuan was already hungry, and he missed the soup made by his mother at home.

He had just relaxed a little, when suddenly a figure floated from nowhere, grabbed the noose of the ox cart, and tried to get in.

"Bold, who is presumptuous!"

Xiahou Xuan screamed, and the surrounding guards had already surrounded him, and Xiahou Xuan rushed up angrily, wanting to pierce this thief who had ruined his interest with a sword, but seeing the person's appearance clearly, Xiahou Xuan was stunned.

"Don't be rude!"

He drank the armor and quickly turned over and knelt down.

"It's not just the plains that are coming, offended."

The young man in a plain robe had sunken eyes and a haggard face, he nodded at Xiahou Xuan casually, his eyes showed gratitude, but he didn't say a word, and went straight into the car.

Xiahou didn't know who this Pingyuan Marquis was, he saw the man's face clearly through the twilight, and hesitated: "Are you ...... You're a lady! ”

Who would have thought that this uninvited guest was Cao Pi's son, the future Emperor Cao Rong of Wei Ming!

Cao Cao was still alive when Xiahou Shang went on the expedition to Shangyong, and naturally he didn't know what Cao Pi rewarded his family after he ascended the throne, but he knew that this nephew had been an extraordinary son since he was a child, and he had the ability to never forget, so he could be called a prodigy.

Even Cao Cao was very surprised when he saw it, and said that our family has you, and the three generations are proper.

"Uncle, you're finally back, I'm missing you!"

Xiahou Shang and Cao Pi have a very good personal relationship, when Cao Rong was a child, Xiahou Shang often held him to hunt together, and he didn't see him for a long time, seeing that this kid actually became such a decadent appearance, Xiahou Shang couldn't help but feel a little at a loss.

"Ei'er, why did you become like this!"

Cao Rong couldn't help crying, and Xiahou Xuan, who was outside, hurriedly ordered the guards to stay away from the car, leaving room for the two people in the car to communicate privately.

"Uncle, save the mother of Run'er, the mother of Run'er...... Mother...... The Son of Heaven wants to kill her! ”

Cao Rong's mother is the famous Zhen Mi, after marrying Cao Pi, she has always been very favored, Xiahou Shang never thought that she would be in any danger.

And Cao Rong actually called his father the Son of Heaven, and his tone was very cold, and he really didn't know what was going on.

"Luo Shen Fu!"

Cao Rong gritted his teeth, and bean-sized tears rolled down his sunken eyes.

His hands as thin as dry wood grabbed Xiahou Shang's robe tightly and shook it vigorously, obviously the recent mental pressure had made him a little abnormal.

"The big people in Beijing have been praising the "Thousand Character Text" recently to do Mongolian learning, and later a "Luo Shen Fu" was introduced, and the Son of Heaven heard the "Luo Shen Fu", and he was cold to my mother's own ......"

"Luo Shen Fu? What's that? ”

Cao Rong hoarsely recited the chapter of Luo Shenfu quickly:

In the twenty-fifth year of Jian'an, Yu Chaojing was the master of the Yu Dynasty and returned to Luochuan......

"Wait, who is this person?"

Because of the appearance of Zhao Hao, the speed of Cao Pi's usurpation of the Han Dynasty was greatly accelerated, and Cao Cao had just died of illness in the twenty-fifth year of Jian'an, and Cao Pi couldn't wait to usurp the Han Dynasty and claim the emperor.

But before he became emperor, Cao Cao, who was dying, summoned all his sons to Luoyang to see him for the last time, and one of them was good at writing this magnificent and splendid article.

Its shape is also, like a frightening flood, graceful like a dragon.

Rong Yao autumn chrysanthemum, Huamao spring pine.

The hair is like the moon covered by light clouds, and the fluttering is like the snow of the flowing wind.

Looking at it from afar, it is as bright as the sun rising to the morning glow; Forced to observe it, the scorching waves appeared.

Xiahou Shang listened to the words that kept pouring out of Cao Rong's mouth, and a slender beauty seemed to gradually emerge in front of him.

The beauty is hidden in the mist, fluttering like a fairy, full of fairy spirit with every gesture, it seems that all the words in the world are mixed together, and she can't describe her beauty.

But this "Luo Shen Fu" did it, and Xiahou Shang was simply shocked that there were such majestic and fantastic words in this world.

After the mediocre beginning, this variety of gorgeous words are concise and frightening, and the rhythm is excellent,

Between the virtual and the real, a stunning beauty seems to really stand between the water vapor on the river, looking at herself with a pair of resentful eyes.

Every man has an image of a perfect woman in his heart, he can be the person of his dreams, but there must always be a reference in reality as a comparison.

Xiahou Shang was amazed when he heard it at first, and his head kept shaking with this beautiful text, but after hearing it, he suddenly thought of a person, and suddenly a cold sweat broke out on his back, and he was already half cold.

The prince and the goddess really love each other, but they can't go together because of the separation between the gods and men, and when the two are separated, they are faint and resentful, reluctant to give up, and the love is romantic and bitter, and the hearts of the people tremble when they hear it, and they burst into tears.

There is only one prince in the world who can write this kind of writing!

That is Cao Pi's own brother Cao Zhi!

And the text of this article is luxurious, which just corresponds to Cao Zhi's style one by one, even if there is no signature, most people will think of this talented man for the first time after reading it.

So who is the goddess in his pen?

The goddess of Luoshui, named Concubine Mi......

Xiahou Shang's heart was pounding, Cao Rong nodded painfully, and said with hatred: "The Guo family spread rumors that the woman in this is my mother's ......

There are even rumors that I am not the flesh and blood of the Son of Heaven, but ......

He is the son of the Marquis of Linzi! ”

The cold sweat on Xiahou Shang's forehead flowed down, he knew that Cao Pi's wife's name was Zhen Mi, which was the best in the world, and could really be compared with the beauty in "Luo Shen Fu".

Calculating Cao Rong's age, it definitely has nothing to do with Cao Zhi, but ......

But it is difficult to guarantee that Cao Zhi will not have any thoughts about this beautiful sister-in-law when he becomes an adult.

Xiahou Shang remembered that after Chibi, Cao Pi once went back to his hometown to plant sugarcane for a while, and wrote a few crooked poems about sugarcane when he was idle.

It just so happened that Cao Zhi also wrote a poem, saying that although the sugarcane thing is sweet, it is not used as a cane to make himself a treasure. (Though all cane is sweet, the rod must be broken.) Although the clever words are beautiful, they will be destroyed if they are used)

Well...... Maybe it's hard to say even if Zhen Mi complained to him.

Now the Son of Heaven suspects that his mother is unfaithful, and his mother is secluded in the deep palace, and he can't argue, so he can only ask his uncle to come forward and persuade his father.

Ei'er can be a concubine, but she can't live without her mother. ”

"Hey......" Xiahou Shang had a pain in his head.

As soon as I returned to Luoyang, I encountered such a tricky thing, this palace matter, how could I interject as a foreign minister, and tell Cao Pi that in fact, your wife is not green you?

"Okay, don't worry, when I see the Son of Heaven, I will definitely break it down with the Son of Heaven."

Cao Zhi was really shot while lying down this time, this "Luo Shen Fu" is the first article in the world, no one believes it when it is written by someone else, Zhao Hao returned the copyright to him, and he also respected his intellectual property rights in history.

But this timing is not good, Cao Pi has just ascended the throne, his position is unstable, and he was defeated by Guan Yinping in Xinye, it is when he is angry and ashamed.

When I first saw this article, I was naturally furious, and I wanted to ask Cao Zhi to have a friendly exchange on literary matters.

But Cao Zhi's eyes straightened when he saw it, and he quickly said that I wrote this, isn't this a joke? This must be the same as a thousand-character text, it is something made up by Zhao Hao.

The more he is otherwise, the more he has a ghost in his heart, and this thing is indeed from his handwriting in history, Zhao Hao just changed the time for him to change the beginning,

As a great writer, Cao Pi can see at a glance that this is the handiwork of his brother, and when he sees that his brother is actually secretive, he feels that he definitely has a problem.

"What the hell is there that you don't dare to admit, what is there that you don't dare to admit!"

"Damn it, you're telling me the truth!"

Cao Pi was roaring in his heart, but he couldn't really shout it on his face.

So he was even more twisted in his heart......

I didn't expect to kill them, this article was really written by Zhao Hao, and he used Zhang Kang and Hu Biao, who had begun to gradually infiltrate Cao Wei's internal spies, to control the public opinion of Cao Wei's court little by little.

This will make Cao Pi, no matter how much self-cultivation he has, he can't withstand the torture of the burning anger in his heart.

If he didn't make Cao Rong the prince because of this, then Zhao Hao's goal would have been basically achieved.

"Cutting down a big tree requires an axe and an axe, if an off-the-board move can turn the tide of the battle, then why not?"

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