In the thirteenth year of Jian'an, the land of China was shrouded in a bleak wind and rain, and at this time, the situation in the world seemed to have been decided. \ Sikong Cao Cao, coerced the Son of Heaven to order the princes, defeated Yuan Shao in Jian'an for five years, and established the status of the overlord of the world.
In the following eight years, Cao Cao acted vigorously and did a lot of great things: In the autumn and August of the ninth year, Cao Cao broke Yuan Shang, Pingji Prefecture, In the first month of the spring of the tenth year, Cao Cao broke Yuan Tan in Qingzhou and beheaded him.
In the summer and April, Zhang Yan, a thief from Moshan, led the crowd to surrender.
In March, Cao Cao broke the high level and won it.
In the autumn and August of the twelfth year, Cao Cao broke Wuhuan in Liucheng and beheaded it.
In November, Sun Kang, the Taishou Gong of Liaodong, killed Yuan Shang and Yuan Xi.
At this point, all of Yuan Shao's inheritance was fully accepted by Cao Cao, and Cao Cao also became the overlord of the north after Yuan Shao.
Of the thirteen states in the world, Cao Cao has eight states and tens of millions of people.
Except for Liangzhou Han Sui Ma Teng, which is still a piece of acacle, in the north, Cao Cao can already be said to be the same.
At this time, Cao Cao was rising with a desire and ambition in his heart, and what else was more important than the joy of unifying the world So as early as last year, Cao Cao sent the southern general Cao Ren as the vanguard to march into Xinye, of course, this battle ended in a crushing defeat for Cao Ren, not only lost tens of thousands of troops, but also lost Fancheng.
But this did not dispel the arrogance of Cao Cao's ambitions, but on the contrary, it became more and more prosperous, and it had the potential to burn the prairies.
This year, Cao Cao's soldiers traveled through horses, intending to go south and unify the world.
Of course, the thirteenth year of Jian'an was not a good year for Cao Cao.
In April of this year, the ghost plotted Guo Jia Guo Fengxiao and died of illness in Xu Du, and in May, his favorite youngest son Cao Chong seemed to be leaving him.
In terms of strategy, Cao Cao is like a broken arm, and in family affairs, he Cao Cao, at the age of fifty-four, wants a white-haired person to send a black-haired person.
He alone knows the suffering.
The backyard of Sikong House.
In the dim room, surrounded by a group of people, among them, there was a bed two meters wide and three meters long, and on the bed lay a sick child.
The teenage child was dressed plainly, and there was no blood on his originally delicate face, and his immature brows were tightly wrinkled into a Sichuan character, as if he was experiencing some pain.
"Chong'er, my Chong'er, wake up, don't be scared of your mother, Chong'er" Beside the sick child, there sat a beautiful woman, her makeup was not neat, and her unpowdered face was covered with tears, and she was already crying pear blossoms with rain.
Lying on the hospital bed was Cao Cao's son Cao Chong, and next to Cao Chong was naturally Cao Chong's mother, Mrs.
Huan.
"Son, if you go, how will you live here as a mother?"
Mrs.
Huan lay on the bed, convulsive.
There are all relatives around, and there are no countermeasures, and no one dares to step forward to touch Mrs.
Huan's moldy head.
And next to Mrs.
Huan, there were two smaller brocade-clothed children, who watched their mother cry, their mouths flattened, and they actually began to cry too.
For a while, the small bedroom was filled with crying, and the sergeants outside heard it and thought that the son Cao Chong had died.
For a while, the entire Sikong Mansion fell into a cry.
Among Cao Cao's sons, only Cao Chong was the most benevolent, and many of his sergeants had received his favor.
Everyone was saddened by Cao Chong's death, and many sergeants were silently wiping away tears.
Mrs.
Huan came back to her senses, looked at her two sons who were crying, and stopped her tears.
"According to Er, Yu'er, your brother is not dead, what are you crying about?"
The older child wiped the snot and tears on his face with his small pink hands, pouted and said, "I see my mother crying, and I want to cry too."
Mrs.
Huan took the two children in her arms, held back tears, and comforted the two crying young children.
"Your brother, blessed with great fortune and talent, will never leave us alone."
"Doctor, how is my son?"
Mrs.
Huan looked at the white-clothed doctor with white hair on a hopeful face.
The old man shook his head, his old bark-like face showing a little tiredness.
This Seventh Prince Cao has been out of breath for several hours, and he only has a faint pulse, how can he save him "Forgive the old man for his incompetence, and the son is already powerless to return to the sky."
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Mrs.
Huan does not give up, for her, Cao Chong, who is favored by Cao Cao, is her hope for the future, and now that her hope is gone, how can she be willing "Doctor, you are the most famous doctor in Xudu, if even you can't do anything, then my family Chong'er, isn't there really no hope" Mrs.
Huan already had a desperate look in her eyes.
The old healer sighed and said, "Unless Yuanhua is reborn, there is no hope. ” Yuanhua is Hua Tuo's expression, if Hua Tuo is alive, then Mrs.
Huan will run all over Xu Capital, and she will also find this Hua Tuo.
But the key is that Hua Tuo is dead, and a few months ago, Hua Tuo, who was proud of his talents, was given death by Cao Cao in prison.
There is no more Hua Tuo in the world, is my son destined to die?
Mrs.
Buhuan is not reconciled and will not agree, even if there is the last bit of hope, she will seize it.
"Huanye, if you go to Qi Xudu's famous doctor, I don't believe that without Hua Tuo, you won't be able to save my family Chong'er."
In the crowd of onlookers, a vulgar man walked out, he was more than seven feet tall, with a sturdy physique, a yellow ribbon around his waist, and a brocade fish suit, who was Mrs.
Huan's own brother.
Taking advantage of Cao Cao's momentum, his brother-in-law turned from a butcher to Xu Du from Jiupin Cang Cao, managing Xu Du's granary, with extremely fat oil and water.
"Sister, don't be afraid, I won't believe it if I go now, no one has solved the nephew's poison yet."
After saying two steps and one step, he walked out of Sikong Mansion in a hurry.
Mrs.
Huan wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief, and said to a pretty girl behind her: "Dong'er, Chong'er usually likes to be clean, you can disperse everyone."
Dong'er was wearing a white embroidered pale pink lotus bandeau with a skirt tied to the waist and a skirt with a hundred flowers on the floor, holding a mist smoke green mopping veil, with a misty sideburns, a beaded hairpin in her hair, and a gold tone between her eyes and eyebrows, which was provocative.
She picked up Mrs.
Huan and said coldly to the people around her, "Uncles and sons, go back for the time being, and the son likes to be clean."
Most of the people present were Mrs.
Huan's relatives and uncles, and the mixed people looked like dogs, which was naturally the credit of Mrs.
Huan, and now Mrs.
Huan was seeing off the guests, and they also left with great interest.
For a while, there were only two brothers, Mrs.
Huan, Dong'er and Cao Yu.
Everyone left, and Mrs.
Huan hugged Cao Yu and sat on the bed, looking at Dong'er in front of her.
"Any news" Dong'er's face was respectful, her eyebrows were light, she glanced at Cao Chong on the hospital bed lovingly, and said softly: "Childe was bitten by a five-step poisonous snake in the Western Suburbs, and Childe was invited by Zhou Budo at that time, but this matter, I'm afraid it's not that simple."
Mrs.
Huan's beautiful face showed a little disgust.
"Where can it be so simple, Zhou Budo and Chong'er have similar interests, and they will never do anything harmful to Chong'er, but other people in the house, it's impossible to say."
Mrs.
Huan meant something, but Dong'er only dared to listen, and didn't dare to say a word, this was already a commonplace family matter, not something that her little slave could participate in.
Mrs.
Huan also felt bored, thinking of Cao Chong, who was still on the sickbed, and a sour feeling came to her heart for a while.
That night, there was a long queue of doctors carrying medical boxes or children on their backs, and there were probably three or four hundred people in a long line.
This is no longer just a doctor from Xu Du, Huan Ye gave an order, and almost half of the doctors under the division were summoned.
Yue'er Bend, the night of the thirteenth year of Jian'an, under the decoration of a starry scene, is particularly attractive.
The moonlight was hazy, and the light moon elves jumped and played in the huge Sikong Mansion until there was a long queue of hundreds of people, and there was no one left.
At this time, the moon was setting and crying, and the golden crow rose from the east mountain, and a little light shone on the war-torn Xu Du, and Xu Du was bright.
But the heart of a man is dead "No, Chong'er, my Chong'er, you can't just leave it as a mother, you can't be like this, you are not a filial son, you are not a filial son."
Mrs.
Huan beat Cao Chong on the hospital bed hard, and Dong'er hurriedly grabbed Mrs.
Huan.
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At this time, Mrs.
Huan was grief-stricken, Cao Chong's weak pulse, after a night, there was no breath, stroking the gradually cold child, Mrs.
Huan cried so much that the hairpin fell and diverged, and the makeup was half ruined, originally a half-old, but now it seems that she is suddenly ten years old.
"Uh, uh" Mrs.
Huan's body twitched, and she actually fell down with Cao Chong.
Dong'er panicked, and hurriedly helped Mrs.
Huan up, and lay flat on the bed with Cao Chong.
Dong'er secretly prayed that Mrs.
Huan would be fine, otherwise she would definitely have no good end.
And in the place where Dong'er was invisible, on the beams of the house, a ball of blue light suddenly appeared, this blue light was so weak that it seemed that a gust of wind could blow it down, and it stubbornly moved to the three flowers above Cao Chong's head, and a smoke slipped into it.
Cao Chong's body moved, and his heart, which had no pulse, suddenly began to jump.
He Cao Chong, and then came back to life
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