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Chapter Thirty-Six: Kong Rong Must Die! (2/2)


With the rapid development of the feudal economy, the construction technology of the Han Dynasty became more and more sophisticated, and the living conditions were also greatly improved. \ The courtyard where Mrs.

Huan is located is a typical triple courtyard, from top to bottom, the plane is enclosed in a mouth shape, the roof is in the form of a single slope, and there is a small courtyard attached to the periphery.

The rooster is crowing at the beginning, the morning sun is far away, the purple air is coming from the east, Cao Cao sits in the pavilion with a big move, and Cao Chong and Cao Zhi are standing in the front.

"Yo yo deer chirping, apple of the wild food.

This night is a beautiful day, with such good weather, how can I be afraid that the people will not have a good harvest" In front of Cao Cao's seat, there were five or six plates.

Grapes, venison, dates "Today's school for my father is not a literary poetry" Cao Cao glanced lightly at his two favorite sons in front of him.

"The child knows" Cao Zhi bowed, but there was a look of smugness on his face.

"Okay, then I'll start yesterday's thing, Zijian Cangshu Ke has heard about it" "Kong Rong was treasonous, and Zhang Quan rebelled, but they were all curbed by his father in time, so that the traitor did not succeed" Cao Chong's answer was concise and clear.

"Kong Rong just scolded me to my face, in fact, there is no evidence that he rebelled, of course, except that he assassinated Chong'er twice, my question is to say, how to deal with Kong Rong" After speaking, Cao Cao picked up a piece of venison, put it in his mouth and chewed it slowly.

Dealing with Kong Rong, Cao Chong knew that this was a question that Cao Cao gave to his sons, and to solve this problem, we must first know what Cao Cao thought and what Cao Cao wanted Kong Rong's problem can be big or small, just like an official confronting the emperor, the emperor is happy, so he doesn't take the offense to heart, if the emperor is unhappy, it doesn't matter if you are guilty or not, if you are not guilty, you are not guilty, you are also guilty.

The crux of the matter is whether Cao Cao wants Kong Rong to die or Kong Rong to live Kong Rong, a native of Lu and the twentieth grandson of Confucius, rarely has a benevolent name, and he has taken it as his responsibility to restore people's livelihood and promote righteousness all his life.

He has served as the Marquis of the Northern Army, the General of the Tiger Ben, the Minister of the Beihai, the history of the Qingzhou Thorn, and is now the doctor of Taizhong.

He not only made great achievements in his career, but also excelled in literature, among the seven sons of Jian'an, he ranked second, wrote a variety of literary endowments, and was recognized as a great Confucian in the world.

In Shilin, he is a great fighter, many people have received his favor, and his children are also all over the country.

Killing him may be resisted by everyone in Shilin, and a riot similar to the Bian Rang incident will occur, Cao Cao is probably a little afraid, so he did not fight on the spot.

But Cao Cao didn't dare to kill Kong Rong, or didn't want to kill Kong Rong Cao Chong fell into deep thought "Father, the child has something to say" Cao Zhi looked at Cao Chong who was frowning, and the little heart that was hit today finally had a sense of accomplishment.

Seventh brother, although you are smart, in terms of strategy, you are not as good as your brother "Oh Zijian thinks what to do with Kong Rong" "Although Kong Rong offended his father, after all, he did not do anything hurtful, not to mention that he also has prestige in the court, and he is even more famous in Shilin, and when his son goes to a banquet, Kong Rong's name is often heard."

"Killing Kong Rong, my father will lose his reputation, leave Texas, and I am afraid that it will be inappropriate to prepare for the big war."

"Therefore, the son hopes that his father will let Kong Rong go, release Kong Rong, and take away his official position, then he will not be harmful to his father."

Cao Cao's eating hand stopped, his eyes were calm, and he didn't say anything.

"What do you think?"

call Cao Chong took a deep breath, expressed all his nervousness and fear, took a step forward, and said categorically.

"Chong'er thinks that Kong Rong should be killed" "Kill" Cao Cao's eyes were happy, but he didn't say anything else.

"Why killing Kong Rong can cause chaos in people's hearts" Cao Chong was slightly happy in his heart, knowing that he was right when he said this, as for why Cao Chong said this, it was naturally not a guess.

In history, in the thirteenth year of Jian'an, Kong Rong was killed by Cao Cao in anger Killing Kong Rong in anger was definitely not a whim, Cao Cao did not kill the minister on a whim, and from all kinds of evidence, Cao Cao had already had the idea of killing Kong Rong Since Kong Rong is dead in history, Cao Cao's intentions can be imagined He killed Kong Rong because he had scruples, not because he didn't want to kill, since this is the case, then his own words are easy to say "Chong'er believes that Kong Rong has three major mortal deaths" "Oh, which three will die" Cao Cao was interested, and Cao Zhi was even more impressed by Cao Chong.

These seventh brothers, when did they have this kind of insight "This is the first big, that is, when Kong Rong was in the Beihai Sea, he regarded the rain of guns and arrows as nothing, and listened to the tossing and wailing without hearing it, so that tens of millions of people fell into the chaos of the Yellow Turban and were imprisoned.

Chong'er thought that Kong Rong was not a person who sold his reputation and reputation, so he was not afraid."

When Kong Rong was the minister of Beihai, the Yellow Turban Army entered Jizhou, was beaten back by Yuan Shao, and led his troops to meet him, he wanted to beat the water dogs and build a great achievement, but he didn't expect to be beaten to the ground, and finally relied on Tai Shi Ci to break out of the siege, and invited Liu Bei, who he had always looked down on, to relieve the siege.

"Yes, Kong Wenju is indeed a person who sells fame and reputation" Cao Cao swallowed a whole piece of venison, his eyes were full of praise, no matter how stupid Cao Zhi was, he knew that Cao Cao liked Cao Chong's idea more.

"This second big must die, is that Kong Rong is bent on treating his father as a thief, after going to the official, he Kong Rong still has a mouth, plus he is the leader of Shilin, his words are broken, public opinion is unfavorable to his father, only a dead person can not speak" Only the dead do not speak Cao Zhi was startled, and looked at Cao Chong with adult eyes for the first time.

This seventh brother suddenly became very strange in front of him, and the cute little Zhengtai suddenly became so disdainful of human life "Not bad" Cao Cao's praise was even worse, and the smile on his face was so thick that he couldn't dissolve.

Life and death are men's ripening agents, and Cao Cao thought that if he didn't have the life and death experience of a teenager, he wouldn't be sitting in his current position.

Perhaps like Xun Yu, loyal to the Han family "The third big must die, that is, Kong Rong accumulates private soldiers, in Wubao, there are thousands of private soldiers, according to the law, if my father spares Kong Rong today, next time, there will be a second Kong Rong, the third Kong Rong is like that, where will the court be calm" Cao Cao looked at Cao Chong carefully, as if there was a strange little flower on Cao Chong's face.

Cao Chong turned his head again, Cao Zhi's expression was strange, and that look seemed to be looking at a monster.

Mom, did I say that Lu is trapped?

"Father, did Chong'er say something wrong" Cao Chong was in a worried mood and looked at Cao Cao with a weak heart.

"Say it wrong, Chong'er, what you said is all right, every word is like a golden jade good words, which makes the father suddenly open" Of course, Cao Chong didn't believe that his words could bring much help to Cao Cao, in fact, when Cao Cao asked this question, he knew what he was going to do Cao Pi and Cao Zhi can become literary masters and politicians, all of which were pulled out by Cao Cao with a handful of and urine.

"Come here, come here" Cao Cao picked up Cao Chong and personally stuffed a piece of venison into Cao Chong's mouth.

The venison was a little fishy at this time, but it tasted good.

"Worthy of being my unicorn" Cao Cao laughed heartily, and this sentence, in Cao Zhi's ears, has another taste.

Am I really inferior to the seventh brother?

Cao Chong saw Cao Zhi's depressed expression, and hurriedly said to Cao Cao: "Father, what the fourth brother said is good, the fourth brother also wants to eat venison."

"Good, good" Cao Cao looked at Cao Chong with a smile, and said hello three times in a row, he valued Cao Chong, in addition to his intelligence, but also his kindness and filial piety.

Cao Cao looked at Cao Zhi, but his expression became a little indifferent.

"Zijian, your fox friend and dog friend, let's make fewer friends, today you can't even say Chong'er" "Yes" Cao Zhi regained his handsome and chic appearance, took the venison with an expressionless face, and ate it in one bite.

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Cao Zhi, the author of Luo Shenfu and a representative of romantic literature, in China's 5,000-year history, there are only a few people who can surpass Cao Zhi here.

Some scholars compare Cao Zhi with Qu Yuan and Li Bai Cao Zhi was a great writer, but not a good leader.

Seeing Cao Zhi disappear from sight, Cao Chong could only give Cao Zhi a blessing.

The battle for the heir is not a playhouse, the scholar can't play, and the debauchery is not a good ending for him.

But Cao Chong knew that it was just a luxury, even if Cao Zhi couldn't do it, Yang Xiu and other staff would push him up.

But so what Things in the future are always silent and unknown, so they are full of fun, Cao Chong, who was in Cao Cao's arms, suddenly had the ambition of Lingyun: