A hint of pity flashed in Ji Xin's eyes.

The poor must have something to hate, and conversely, there must be something to be hated about.

Ding Yi has struggled for revenge all his life, which is a huge tragedy, and giving up a beautiful marriage is even more suffocating.

Ji Xin knew the story of the little girl, he couldn't remember what the name of the family was, and he didn't remember who the little girl's surname was, but he remembered that the little porcelain doll-like face was very shy.

When he fled to the Zhu family, there was a little girl in the tenant of the Zhu family, she and Ding Yi's childhood sweetheart had no guesses, and they had hazy feelings early, under the custom of being able to marry at the age of twelve in the Han Dynasty, it is not surprising that there is the idea of getting married at a few years, and the young boy and girl probably thought so.

Ji Xin still remembers that Ding Yi used to like to play a game similar to playing with a little girl, Ding Yi was the husband, and the little girl was the wife, pretending to be a husband and wife to fiddle with the dirt and stones, pretending to live a life.

It's naïve, but it's also innocent.

But all of them came to an end when Ding Yi took the initiative to give up.

As he grew older, instilled intentionally or unintentionally, Ding Yi began to pursue the ultimate power of an assassin, and in order to reach the level of his cousins Ji Bu and Ji Xin, Ding Yi, who had ordinary talent, decided to draw a line with the past.

The position did not hesitate to completely cut off the relationship with the little girl who was a childhood sweetheart, and the little girl waited desperately year after year, until she was 2o years old and didn't wait for him to come back, she was already an old girl who couldn't get married.

Her parents were honest tenants who couldn't afford to pay the double penalty taxes year after year. I had to beat my baby daughter to marry an old widower who was almost 4o years old as a steproom, the old widower had a son who was almost 2o years old and an 18-year-old daughter, and the family also had thin assets, and the older children did not want the little girl in the steproom to have children, and they never stopped from quarreling to fighting.

Until the little girl became pregnant, the old widower was happy to announce that the newborn would be treated in the best way, so early the next morning, the pregnant little girl died in a well outside the house, and the case was quickly brought to light, and the old widower's son and daughter killed the little girl. Two felons were beheaded. The old widower's family was ruined and depressed.

Before the old widower died, he still muttered that he should not marry the broom star, in the eyes of the old widower, the little girl was the broom star who ruined his family.

The life of that desperate woman. They were all ruined by the blood-covered old man in white. No one knows where she is buried. Even her biological parents were sad and never went to see their dead daughter again, and Ding Yi didn't kill the little girl. The little girl died because of Ding Yi.

What's even funnier is that Ding Yi thought of the little girl before he died, and was forgotten in the corner for 5o years by ambitious plans and revenge beliefs, and even the little girl whose appearance was blurred.

Ding Gong died.

He was a great failure in his life.

Before she died, she never forgot her childhood sweetheart, and she still can't forget it even after 5o years.

When a lifetime of faith is destroyed, there is probably only this little bit of good memory to remember.

Ji Xin pulled his lips and hesitated for a long time without telling the truth, he didn't want his cousin to leave with great loss, regret and chagrin before he died, this was the last trace of mercy to Ding Yi.

Next to the swamp.

Cao Shi didn't care about the joys and sorrows of Ding Gong before he died, he had more important things to do.

The wound was not stitched well, the blood could not be stopped, and Wang Meng's serious injuries could not be treated.

He's dying.

Wang Meng's face was like gold paper, and his lips trembled: "Junhou, I have something to say to you, let everyone retreat a little farther, okay?" ”

The Hou Mansion family retreated far away, and Sun Qi glanced at it worriedly and retreated into the distance, they knew that this was a person's last sustenance before he died.

"Junhou, do you remember the hatred of the old master?"

Cao Shi shook his head.

"You were too young then, and you should always keep it in mind."

"What a feud."

"The hatred of the Son of Heaven who bullied the old master! If it weren't for that, how could the Son of Heaven hastily arrange for Princess Yangxin to marry you! That's because the princes hate the Son of Heaven! ”

"Huh?"

Cao Shi was stunned, Princess Yangxin still had such a deep connection when she married him: "And this said, why didn't anyone sue me?" ”

"You were so proud of yourself that you would believe all that hatred? Uncle Chen didn't let us say that his old man had seen it, but we couldn't forgive, that day we knelt in front of the couch, watching the life of the old man come to an end, his eyes showed reluctance and attachment, he loved you deeply, loved Pingyang Houfu a qiē, he hoped to shine on the lintel, the glory of the ancestors, worthy of the prestige of the Taigong Cao Shen, the next to the expectations of thousands of Houfu dead soldiers, but he can't do it, can't wait, only to entrust you in a hurry, he hopes you have a good growth, I don't want you to be humiliated under the majesty of the Son of Heaven, I would rather you do nothing than show your edge, because the Son of Heaven will always be mean and unkind, would you have believed these before? ”

Cao Shi shook his head, he wouldn't believe it if he was killed before, and he wouldn't believe it if anyone else said it, Emperor Han Jing was generally good to him, and Liu Che was much better if he was dumped with a cold face, what kind of hatred or resentment could not resonate with him.

"Prince, do you remember the history of the liehous? The road you are taking now is exactly the old road of Marquis Zhou Bo and Hou Zhou Yafu! The majesty is unstoppable, the Son of Heaven is in awe of the ministers, but sooner or later, the Son of Heaven will be tired of your majesty and hate your awe-inspiring appearance, the prince and the prince will change from a big hero to a prisoner, the people will avenge you, and the hundred officials will beg for mercy for you, which will only strengthen the murderous intent of the Son of Heaven, Zhou Bo will not die because the Empress Dowager Bo came forward, and Zhou Yafu's death in prison is a portrayal of the master! ”

Meritorious master?

Cao Shi trembled all over, and his bones were terrified.

When Jiuqing becomes the prime minister, wins the battle and fights the general, which one can make Liu Che feel comfortable? It seems to be the second, after all, the story of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty and Wei Qing has been sung for thousands of years.

But his situation is different, Wei Qing has a gentle and supple temperament, and if he gets 1ooo catties of gold, he can take out 5ooo gold to bribe Mrs. Wang, even if he is so wronged and bent to make friends with the powerful. was still overwhelmed, and Wei Qing, who was named the general, did almost nothing in his later years, so he ignored it as a clay tire and wood, and barely survived the day of a good death.

There is no doubt that from the perspective of a good death, the prime minister is inferior to the general.

Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty rarely had a good death, the reason was that the emperor was used to monopolizing power, and he did not like to listen to the clichés that were loyal to the ears and good for action, several prime ministers retreated, several prime ministers were dismissed from their posts and went home to farm, and several prime ministers were imprisoned and died.

Now. Liu Che was twisted by his appearance and seemed to be on the path of Mingjun. But the young son of heaven is only 16 years old this year, and the ghost only knows what it will be like in 1o years and 2o years, and it is impossible to say that the meanness and lack of kindness of the Liu family will be revived again. Continue to engage in his monopoly of power, self-esteem.

Cao Shi's eyes were confused. Thoughtfully.

Wang Meng shook his head and sighed: "The prince has seen His Majesty. Do you think he will be more gentle and less ambitious than the first emperor? ”

"No, it won't! In another ten years, it should be similar to the first emperor. ”

"That's it, you're in a dangerous situation. If you are not careful, you will make a mistake, and there will be a big crisis. ”

Cao Shiwen said: "Then what should I do?" How about resigning from all positions and returning to your hometown to be a prince of peace? ”

The wound was barely tied with the strips of cloth on his clothes, and the simple bandaging could support him for a quarter of an hour at most, Wang Meng grabbed Cao Shi's hand and raced against time: "The Son of Heaven will not agree, the prince's statement like this will only bring two unfavorable views, first, the prince is making trouble with opinions or taking the opportunity to coerce, and second, he is sincerely retiring and unwilling to work with the Son of Heaven, which do you think is better?" ”

"It doesn't feel good, taking the opportunity to coerce will make the Son of Heaven very angry, and it is shameless to really retire, no matter which option is not suitable, is there a better choice?"

Wang Meng propped himself up and said with all his might: "Indeed, after more than ten years of hard thinking and meditation, I found a good way, you see, how is this land in the south of the sky?" ”

"I probably understand what you mean, it's too dangerous, I can't do it, and the Son of Heaven won't give me this opportunity."

"You can be a prince, as long as you share your worries and solve problems for the Son of Heaven, this is a good foundation for your life, you can ask yourself to transfer the Hou Kingdom to the south of Tiannan Changzhen, and two generations can take root."

Wang Meng looked at him expectantly.

Cao Shi still shook his head: "It is very dangerous to be a powerful minister, especially a powerful minister who holds military power, Lian Po was slandered, Li Mu was unjustly killed, Meng Tian gave him poisonous wine, Peng Yue was killed, Han Xin was implicated in death, Zhou Yafu is close at hand, once the person in charge of military power since ancient times is suspected, there is only one way to die." ”

"So this doesn't work! Doesn't it seem like I'm still too naïve? But I'm not reconciled! The death of the old prince and prince made me unable to let go of it for the rest of my life, and I was worried about seeing the prince repeat the mistakes of the past, the prince was loyal to the enemy's son, and was humiliated, suppressed and even killed by the enemy's son like your father, my heart is very uncomfortable when I think of this, I can't even turn a blind eye to death! ”

Wang Meng grabbed Cao Shi's arms, as if he had exhausted all his strength.

Cao Shi understands everything, but fate is in front of him, he can't refuse, he can only passively accept it.

Deliberately not making meritorious contributions? It's too naïve, there is no merit, the grace is fading, it doesn't mean that you can get out of it, Cao Shi's name has long been hung high, and if you don't have credit for a long time, it will only make more people compare and ridicule, and finally collapse in humiliation, a defeat, just like Jiang Yan retreated in order to protect himself, and the inaction of his later years was useless, but he was ridiculed as "Jiang Lang's talent".

Wei Qing also did this in his later years, trying to show Xiàn's stupidity, conservatism and insensitivity, so that he had a chance to retreat from the province, and he retreated with his whole body, and the Wei family was all over if he didn't retreat.

The Cao family is not as good as the Wei family, the Cao family has thousands of people who are even the head of the family to the servants, and the distant relatives of the Cao family have more than a dozen families.

Cao Shi can't bear this kind of life.

I can't bear it, I don't need to endure it anymore.

"The Son of Heaven has a kindness to me and can't fail to repay it, the Cao family's reputation for decades can not be guaranteed, the right one is from the country, and the next is worthy of the first emperor's entrustment, as long as the above four points are not violated, I will try my best to get out of the predicament, after all, I am a meritorious prince, not just a loyal minister of the Son of Heaven, I will operate Tiannan according to your ideas, but the Hou State will not be transferred, the Son of Heaven will not allow it, Tiannan will also be handed over in the future, I have a better idea, Uncle Wang came over with his ears......"

Cao Shi lowered his head and whispered in his ear for a long time, and Wang Meng's expression changed from despair to surprise, puzzlement, and confusion.

Gradually, his expression became incredible, and he suddenly realized, and finally showed a happy smile: "Is this true?" Can it really be? ”

Cao Shi nodded vigorously: "Uncle Wang thinks this is a huge plan made up temporarily, just to comfort Uncle Wang?" This plan has long been in my heart, this is not only responsible for myself, but also for the reputation of the Cao family, responsible for the Han family, even if the Son of Heaven has an opinion on me, it doesn't matter, right and wrong, the twists and turns of the free descendants commented, your family will have me to take care of and cultivate, this secret I will only tell Uncle Wang alone, and Uncle Wang will bring this secret to it, and go to tell my deceased father and ancestors! ”

"I understand everything, thank you for telling me, I can go with peace of mind, with joy."

With a relieved smile, Wang Meng put his hands flat on the wound on his abdomen and slowly closed his eyes.

Slowly, I swallowed.

The family members involuntarily gathered around, and Sun Qi knelt down with a "poof" and cried: "Brother......"

Ji Xin led his grandson Ji Ying over and bowed, Cao Shi returned a salute, and said happily: "People are inherently dead, death is heavier than Mount Tai, or lighter than Hongmao, Wang Meng's death is heavier than Mount Tai, and Ding Gong's death is lighter than Hongmao." ”

"Heavier than Mount Tai, lighter than the feather......" Ji Xin fell into deep thought. (To be continued!)

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