Dali Temple Prison is as dark and damp as ever.
Especially in autumn, the underground Dali Temple Prison has a kind of cold from the bottom of my heart for no reason.
At this time, Cao Chong was dressed in a prince's crown suit and walked in front, of course, in front of Cao Chong, there were still many palace guards.
Behind Cao Chong, Queen Bian disguised herself, covered with a white veil and a hat on her head, and followed Cao Chong with her head down.
In the white veil, Queen Bian saw the environment of Dali Temple Prison, but her brows were tightly wrinkled.
Cao Pi's identity is special, in order to prevent the previous thing from happening again, this time Cao Pi was not only locked up in the deepest part of the Dali Temple Prison, but the guards were directly the palace guards, five steps and one sentry, ten steps and one post, even if someone wanted to attack Cao Pi, it was impossible.
After walking for a while, the place where Cao Pi was held was also revealed.
Cao Chong lightly called out the guards who were guarding, leaving only Queen Bian and her personal palace maid.
"Queen Mother, you and the second brother want to have a conversation, and the child will go down first."
Queen Bian nodded and said, "Thank you, Prince." ” Cao Chong bowed his head and retreated, standing not far behind the door.
In prison, Cao Pi was still wearing the same clothes as when he saw Cao Cao that day, but after being stained with blood and spending a night in Dali Temple Prison, he looked dirty and a little unsightly.
Seeing Queen Bian appear in front of him, Cao Pi's eyes flashed, and he finally dragged his body to stand up.
"Mother, prison is a dirty place, how did you come?"
Seeing Cao Pi's appearance, Queen Bian hurriedly asked the personal palace maid behind her to bring over a thick mink coat, and said to Cao Pi with red eyes: "You are in prison alone, how can you not be in a hurry as a mother, this Dali Temple prison is dark and damp, and the night is even colder, how can you have enough clothes on your body, put this dress on." ” Queen Bian handed over the mink clothes, and after thinking for a while, Cao Pi nodded.
He can hate Cao Cao, but he must not hate Queen Bian.
If Cao Cao gave Cao Pi more of a feeling as cold as ice and a hard feeling, then what Queen Bian gave him was a warm emotion like a spring breeze.
This emotion is all the time, and Cao Pi can clearly feel Queen Bian's distress and love for him.
These are not found in Cao Cao.
Putting on the mink clothes, Cao Pi squeezed out a reluctant smile on his face.
"Since the queen mother has also seen her son's current appearance and seen her son's face, this Dali Temple Prison is a dirty place, and the queen mother has been here for too long, I'm afraid my father will have some words."
"What will your father say when I see my own son, what will he say, Zihuan, although you don't have the position of prince, but this is not a good thing for you, Cangshu is not a narrow-minded person, Yecheng has a queen mother for your sake, after you arrive in Chang'an, you will be your lord with peace of mind, don't think about other things."
Don't think about anything else The unwillingness in Cao Pi's eyes flashed, but in the end, he could only turn into a long sigh. ay Now even if he is unwilling, what can he do I can only swallow this bitter fruit into my stomach.
Even if you are unwilling, there is no room for your own operation at this time.
King Wei, the world, the beauties of the country, and himself, it is a kind of thing that is gradually drifting away.
"Mother, I understand, when my son arrives in Chang'an, he will definitely cultivate himself, over the years, the trivial matters above the case have also made his son infinitely annoying, if he can be purified, maybe his son's level of literature will be greatly improved."
"You can think like this, and the queen mother is very happy."
Queen Bian exhaled softly, and her hanging heart was half of it.
"Today I came to see you, the day after tomorrow when you go to Chang'an, I won't go, although Chang'an used to be the capital of the Han Dynasty, but after all, after a long period of war, baptized by the war, now compared to Yecheng, it is the gap between heaven and earth, before you go, bring more treasures and utensils, don't go to those places in Chang'an, but also suffer."
Cao Pi nodded, and his eyes gradually moistened.
"Mother, no matter how depressed the son is, in Chang'an, no one dares to get along with him, the son is safe, the queen mother doesn't need to worry, but the son can't be filial piety in front of the mother in the future, it's better to leave the son by your side, so that he can take care of you for me."
"Of course you can, but he's not with you" Cao Pi laughed, but at this time he was a little free.
"Chang'an is now a desolate place, and there is no literary Confucianism, and he is still a champion at this time, if he doesn't learn some literary endowments, he may be a straw bag in the future."
"In that case, I'll keep my son by my side."
Cao Pi nodded.
After talking to Cao Pi for a long time, after the personal palace maid on her side came to urge her several times, Queen Bian stood up a little reluctantly, turned to Cao Pi and said: "Zihuan, it's not too early, the queen mother should also go." ” "The queen mother has gone all the way, and after the son is gone, she needs to pay more attention to her physical health."
Queen Bian held back the tears that almost burst out of her eyes, and hurriedly trotted out of the road.
After that, Queen Bian's tears could no longer hold back and gush out.
Cao Chong lowered his head and watched Queen Bian leave, and after a long while, he walked in slowly.
At this time, Cao Pi's eyes were red, but after he saw Cao Chong, the expression on his face was very indifferent.
"How can the prince have time to come to see me, a prisoner?"
Regarding Cao Pi's yin and yang weird tone, Cao Chong didn't care much about it.
"The second brother's words are a life, no matter what, you and I are brothers."
"Now it seems that the brother and son, in front of the position of power, are not worth mentioning."
Cao Chong shook his head lightly, and said with some emotion: "Second brother, you are extremely talented, if it weren't for your unwillingness in your heart, I'm afraid you are also a talent for governing the country." ” "In this regard, the prince is far superior to me, how can he say such a thing?"
Of course, Cao Chong can't say that he has crossed over from the next generation, and that although you have made a lot of mistakes in governing the Wei State, on the whole, among the hundreds of emperors in China, you can be regarded as a dutiful person.
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But in many cases, the words that were originally thought of in the mind seemed a little short of words, and some did not know what to say.
Cao Chong at this time is almost like this.
In the end, facing this once the most powerful enemy, Cao Chong even felt a little depressed.
"Second brother, Chang'an is desolate now, I'm afraid it's not as comfortable as Yecheng, if the second brother has any needs, you can give instructions to Cangshu, and in addition, if you don't want to stay in Yecheng, you can also take it to Chang'an."
Cao Pi is now released to Chang'an, of course, he wants to stay in Yecheng, and Cao Chong is now saying such things, which can be regarded as making an exception for Cao Pi.
But Cao Pi shook his head and said: "My son will stay in Yecheng, prince, now that you have won, I have lost, I don't want to continue to fight, the future of Wei is in your hands, I hope you are worthy of the value of the queen mother, and the approval of your father." ” Cao Chong saluted Cao Pi and said, "The country is tens of millions of catties, Cangshu will definitely take one step at a time, and he will not let Wei Guo lose it in Cangshu's hands." ” "In that case, I'm tired."
Cao Pi sent off the guests clearly.
Cao Chong sighed in his heart, and finally turned around and went out.
If Cao Pi can really see it, as far as Wei is concerned, the loss is insignificant, but for China for 5,000 years, maybe there will be a great writer and poet: