Prime Minister's Office.

There was a mess on the desk, and the grandfather and grandson ate with a big belly and round shoulders, and sat aside to drink tea and eat.

"Your kid's brain is really good, and he has developed this more elegant and chic way of drinking tea."

Holding a small teacup with two fingers, Cao Cao took a sip and said with a face full of enjoyment.

"The grandson is mainly not used to the kind of tea soup with various spices, according to the grandson's words, that can also be called tea?"

Cao Bin took a sip of tea and said proudly: "Only this kind of clear, sweet and sweet can be called tea!" ”

In ancient times, drinking tea was called eating tea, because there were many things added to tea, and the taste was different.

But Cao Bin, who was accustomed to brewing and drinking tea in later generations, was not used to drinking at all, and he was simply unappetizing.

"Hmm."

Cao Cao nodded, agreeing with his statement.

Then, the topic changed, and then said: "The eldest father has sent the "Cao Gong Poetry Collection" to the strategists and generals under his command, and they all expressed that they were greatly shocked and were baptized physically and mentally..."

His tone was filled with a sense of pride in the recognition of his literary talents.

Cao Bin blinked his eyes and praised against his will: "Although the eldest father's poems are simple and unpretentious, they are not ornamental, but they are affectionate and majestic. ”

The highest level of sycophancy is to fool oneself before one can fool others.

When he said this, his tone was sincere, his eyes were slightly red, and his face was full of sincerity and burning emotion.

"Hmm!"

Cao Cao stroked his beard, calmly, and responded softly.

But the satisfaction in his eyes could not be concealed.

"But..."

Cao Bin changed his words and said: "Eldest Father, have you ever considered a question, the strategists and generals under your command are all old subordinates who have followed you for many years, and they know your ambitions. ”

"According to the grandson's wishes, the eldest father should distribute the poetry collection to the rest of the family, so that they can feel your brilliant literary brilliance, and then be impressed by you, does the eldest father think so?"

Worried about Lao Cao's face, he didn't say it too explicitly, and mentioned it a little, and accepted it when he saw it.

But he complained frantically in his heart: 'People are messing with you, dare to say that you are not good?' It's not like me, desperately bragging...'

"Uh..."

Cao Cao's old face turned red, and his expression was sluggish.

How could he not hear the meaning of the eldest grandson's words.

It's just that he didn't say it too explicitly.

"Ahem, Father understands what you mean."

Coming back to his senses, Cao Cao looked at Cao Bin's expression quite satisfied.

can see his mistakes and point them out euphemistically, even if he takes care of his face, he will not lose face.

This eldest grandson is really talented and intelligent, and he knows how to behave.

"By the way, Bin'er, if my father remembers correctly, you are already twelve years old, right?"

Taking his suggestion to heart, Cao Cao groaned slightly, hiding the embarrassment on his face, and asked instead.

"Uh... The grandson is indeed twelve years old, and he is still eleven years old. ”

Cao Bin was puzzled for a while, why did Lao Cao ask like this, but he still answered honestly.

"Twelve... You can get married in two or three years, do you have a favorite woman? Do you want your father to get you married in advance? ”

Cao Cao squinted, and began to wonder in his mind which minister's daughter was virtuous and worthy of his grandson.

This is a method he figured out when he couldn't sleep in the early hours of this morning.

Since he can't see the future of his grandson after becoming emperor in a short period of time, find a way to let him get married and have children as soon as possible.

In this way, can't you see the future life of Cao Bin's son, that is, the future prince.

Besides, in these days, the standard age of marriage is fourteen or fifteen for men and thirteen or fourteen for women.

Cao Bin's age is indeed a little younger, but you can get engaged to him first, and it will be the same if you get married in two years.

"Ah, my grandson is still young, and I don't want to think about it for the time being, otherwise, let's talk about it in a few years."

Cao Bin only felt that his scalp was numb, and he immediately thought about running away.

What a favorite woman, what is engaged in advance, it is simply a tiger and wolf!

I'm still a child, and you're telling me this?

"It's not early, Bin'er, my old Cao family is scarce, you have to work hard for my Cao family!"

When Cao Cao heard this, he blew his beard and glared at him, and said, "Even if you don't want to get married for the time being, it's always okay to take a few concubines first." ”

"Yes, yes, what the Father said."

Cao Bin smiled bitterly and pretended to be peaceful: "My grandson remembers, and when I see a woman I like in the future, I will accept her as a concubine." ”

Let's talk about it after agreeing first, and don't you have the final say on what you want to do in the future.

Speaking of which, he hated that he had crossed late and was too young.

If you travel back to the time of the Yellow Turban Uprising, there is an age of eighteen or nineteen.

Wouldn't it be beautiful to put Diao Chan, Zhen Mi, Cai Wenji, Xiao Qiao and others into the harem, and not let go of any of them.

Now, the current point in time is too late, the peerless beauties are old and dead, and their age is too young.

I can only sigh in the emptiness!

"Well, this is the responsibility that the descendants of my Cao family should have."

As if he had found a fellow practitioner, Cao Cao nodded and said: "Father told you, if you are looking for a woman, you must find a plump body and a big buttocks, this kind of woman is good to give birth..."

"Uh, father, my grandson is going to say hello to Grandma, and I'm going to say goodbye first!"

When Cao Bin heard this, he felt that his head was about to explode, and he immediately fled.

"Hey..."

Looking at the figure of the eldest grandson running away, Cao Cao smashed his mouth, only to feel unfinished.

"Come on, clean up."

After being silent for a while, Cao Cao came back to his senses and shouted.

He then left the main hall and went to visit Cao Chong's residence.

...

said that after Cao Bin escaped from the main hall, he came to Yongshouyuan in the backyard to say goodbye to Grandma.

After talking to Grandma for a while, he was ready to leave.

After all, he had to worry about the barracks, he had to watch the construction of the curved plough in the workshop, and the matter of the improvised version of the grenade had to be put on the agenda.

At this moment, a noble lady stepped into Yongshou Garden with a heroic young man.

"Huh? Who are you? ”

Looking at Cao Bin's face that looked like a dead eldest brother, Cao Pi's complexion changed greatly, as if he was facing a great enemy.

Hell, where did this guy come from?

"Shouldn't you tell yourself before asking someone's name? Didn't your adults teach you? ”

was blocked at the main entrance, and was questioned by pointing at his nose, Cao Bin immediately frowned and said back.

From the slightly mean faces of the two, he had already guessed the identity of the other party.

It was Lao Cao's main wife, Bian Shi, and her eldest son, Cao Pi.