Three days later.

It rained lightly for three days throughout Gangneung City.

The once bustling and lively streets now look extremely oppressive.

"Have you heard? The little boy died of illness, and the prime minister was bedridden! ”

"Nonsense! The prime minister is planning to point a sword at Jiangdong, how can it not be because of this matter? ”

"Don't believe it, the prime minister's love for the little prince is known to the world, and it is said that he will pass on the position of the prince to the little son!"

"Now that the little boy has died suddenly, it is said that the prime minister has a headache and a stubborn illness, who can say for sure?"

There was a lot of talk on the streets, and the rumors that Cao Cao couldn't afford to be sick quickly spread throughout Jiangling City.

Gangneung has a large number of people and a lot of businessmen, and the news is spreading more and more widely.

In just three days, the news spread throughout the north.

……

At the same time, there is a mountain wilderness under the city and countryside of Gangneung.

A stout young man in a dark blue robe was sitting gracefully by the river, fishing with a rudimentary fishing rod.

Beside him, there stood a number of guards dressed in black light armor.

This person is none other than Cao Ang.

However, this Cao Ang is not Cao Ang, he is a traverser.

Moreover, it was during the battle of Wancheng that Cao Ang crossed over.

At that time, corpses were strewn all over the field, and the war broke out everywhere, which was unbearable to see.

Cao Ang, who had never even killed a chicken before crossing, couldn't stop vomiting.

Although Cao Ang is not proficient in history, he still knows some about the history of the Three Kingdoms.

He knows very well that Wancheng is in chaos now, and if he is discovered, he will definitely die.

What to do?

Run!

This run, Cao Ang ran to Jiangling City, Jingzhou, which seemed to be peaceful and happy.

One collection is eleven years.

As for the guards beside Cao Ang, they were soldiers who survived the first battle in Wancheng at that time.

They were loyal to Cao Ang and swore to follow Cao Ang to the death.

If it weren't for their protection all the way, I was afraid that Cao Ang would have starved to death halfway.

Eleven years of calm and calm were fleeting, and Cao Ang made a lot of money by using some modern business knowledge, and he was also at the level of a local small squire.

However, just some time ago, Liu Biao died of illness, and his indisputable son Liu Cong surrendered without occupation, and the entire Jingzhou was owned by Cao Cao.

Subsequently, Cao Ang was found by Cao Chong.

But no matter how Cao Chong persuades him, Cao Ang is just a word - don't go back!

There is no special reason, the main thing is that Cao Ang is lazy.

Cao Ang did not inherit too many memories of his predecessor, only some scattered memories in his mind.

How can he, who only knows how to do business, inherit Cao Cao's mantle?

Moreover, it is not known how people like Cao Pi and Cao Zhi, who have long been ingrained, will deal with themselves.

It's better to live a comfortable rich life in the countryside than to go back to live that kind of intriguing life.

Although there was no Internet or mobile phone in ancient times, it was expensive to be quiet and comfortable.

When you make money, you can enjoy it.

And there are also these dozen or so guards who are loyal to him, and his safety is also guaranteed.

This kind of day is not more comfortable than going to what Cao Wei Group?

While thinking, Cao Ang only felt the fishing rod in his hand tremble, and hurriedly lifted the rod.

A big fish!

Cao Ang looked at the big fish in his hand with high spirits, and his heart was very moist.

Although Cao Ang is now almost a four-year-old person, it still looks like he was eleven years ago.

At this moment, a black-clothed guard rushed over.

"Childe, Childe!"

"It's a big deal!"

The guard came to Cao Ang and said breathlessly:

"Little boy, he ...... Little boy, he's gone! ”

Hearing this, Cao Ang couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

Little boy? Cao Chong?

Cao Chong is dead?

But after thinking about it, this year is the thirteenth year of Jian'an, that is, 208 AD, and history records that Cao Chong did die at this time.

However, before that, Cao Ang also told Cao Chong a little more, worry less and sleep more.

Why are you still dead?

Although he is his current younger brother, Cao Ang does not have much affection for him.

But there is still sadness, although I have only met Cao Chong a few times, but this little baby is very likable, and very smart, and knows how to observe words and feelings.

Hearing that he was unwilling to go back, he immediately said that he would keep it secret for himself and not tell his father.

It's a pity that he died.

"Childe, there's ......"

The guard hesitated for a moment, then whispered:

"According to the news, the prime minister was in a hurry, had a headache and stubborn illness, and fell to the ground unconscious."

"I'm bedridden now, I'm afraid time is running out......"

Speaking of this, the guard gritted his teeth, and the bodies of the dozen or so people standing on the side couldn't help but tremble.

These dozen or so people are all Cao Cao's personal guards, and they were given by Cao Cao to Cao Ang to lead.

Now that they heard that Cao Cao was ill, everyone was naturally anxious.

However, everything has to follow Cao Ang's orders.

Seeing that Cao Ang's face was slightly condensed, he did not speak.

After a long time, the guard pursed his lips, knelt on the ground and said:

"Childe, why don't you go back and see the prime minister."

"Since you died, it has become a big knot in the prime minister's heart."

"Now that the prime minister has fallen, if he can see his son, he must be extremely relieved."

As the guard spoke, two lines of tears fell from his eyes.

The other dozen or so guards also knelt on the ground and arched their hands:

"Please go back and visit the prime minister!"

Seeing this scene, Cao Ang couldn't bear it, and his heart trembled slightly.

To be honest, Cao Ang likes Cao Cao very much.

Although the world said that he was a traitor, Luo Guanzhong was also a Shu blower, and Cao Cao was portrayed as a traitor and cunning.

But Boss Cao's domineering still convinced many people.

Cao Ang also wanted to see Cao Cao with his own eyes.

But...... There's no reason for that!

Cao Cao has just taken Jingzhou now, and it stands to reason that the next thing is the Battle of Chibi.

Although Cao Cao's headache is indeed an old problem, he can live for at least ten years.

Why can't it be now?

Could it be that his arrival caused the time and space here to be disordered, and there was some kind of reaction that only quantum mechanics can explain, and finally caused the history of this place to change?

Cao Ang frowned slightly.

Why don't you go back and have a look?

No, it is necessary to go back and see!

At first, Cao Ang thought that Cao Cao still had more than ten years to live anyway, so he would let the long river of history flow.

At that time, Cao Pi inherited the great cause and established the Great Wei.

When it comes to returning to Jin, I may be dying, and I can't mess up my own mess.

But if Cao Cao hangs up at this time, it will be difficult to say!

At this time, Cao Pi was a fart, he inherited the great cause without much experience, and he had to deal with the Sun-Liu coalition army at the peak at the same time, isn't this sending him to death?

If Cao Jun is gone, if his identity is exposed, how can Sun Quan and Liu Bei let him go?

Thinking of this, Cao Ang frowned slightly, and said in a low voice:

"Go back and see!"