After thinking about this, Sima Yi ordered:

"Sir, please prepare yourself and leave immediately for Qiao County tomorrow."

"Going to Qiao County?" Sima Zhao was surprised, "Sir, why are you going to Qiao County at this time?"

"Weeping Court." Sima Yi said slowly, "Move the reinforcements."

"Ah? This..." Sima Zhao was obviously stunned, "Sir, are you asking me to go to Qiao County to bring in reinforcements at this time?"

How could Cao Shuang send troops to help?

It wasn't that he was worried about his personal safety.

After all, in the early years when my eldest brother was still here, I served as his envoy many times, traveling between Luoyang and Xuchang.

Not to mention that Yecheng and Qiaojun are still the capitals of the Wei Dynasty.

Sir and Cao Shuang, one is the Taifu of the Wei Dynasty and the other is the general of the Wei Dynasty.

The fight between the two men was a power struggle in the Wei Dynasty.

No matter how hard you fight to the death, it is still an internal matter within the Wei Dynasty.

The two armies were fighting, but they didn't kill the envoy.

Moreover, Cao Shuang likes to associate with famous people and values ​​superficial fame. He is a person who fishes for reputation.

Her nature is quite indecisive, and her heart is quite womanly.

As an envoy from Hebei, he went to the imperial court to ask for help. It would not be surprising if Cao Shuang was unwilling to send troops to rescue him for any reason he could find.

But if he dared to openly attack himself, it would be tantamount to risking the disapproval of the world: he would not hesitate to collude with the Han State for his own personal grudges.

This can be said to be the end of the Wei Dynasty.

With Cao Shuang's character, he would never do this.

Of course, Sima Zhao had this idea because at this time, most people's political and moral standards were still relatively high.

If it were in the original history, after his elders pointed at Luo Shui and farted, they would not have dared to think of killing Sima Zhao.

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"It doesn't matter whether Cao Shuang sends troops or not. What matters is that we have to make this gesture."

Sima Yi's body joints seemed to finally be able to move freely again. He slowly leaned on the table and stared at a void in the air in front of him. His eyes seemed a little hollow:

"Thief Feng is the leader of the Han Dynasty. He personally leads the army this time. His intention to conquer Hebei is clearly exposed. Therefore, I predict that the thieves must come from the whole country."

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"How can Hebei alone be able to withstand the entire nation led by Feng Thief? In the eyes of the world, Cao Shuang, as the great general of the Wei Dynasty, should not sit back and watch at this time due to his emotions and reasons."

But Sima Yi knew that things in this world are unreasonable.

What he wants is Cao Shuang's unreasonableness.

Only when Cao Shuang is unreasonable and Sima Taifu is alone and has been struggling to fight against the traitors will the image of the loyal minister of the Wei Dynasty be more and more deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

Sima Zhao seemed to understand something but not quite.

"Don't worry, as long as my father has a large army, even if you go to Qiao County, Cao Shuang will not dare to do anything to you.

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"When this time passes, you can just cry in the court hall. The sadder you cry, the better."

Sima Zhao nodded: "I understand, kid."

The war was urgent and it was not advisable to delay. He would leave for Qiao County tomorrow. After Sima Zhao resigned to Sima Yi, he turned around and went to visit Zhang Chunhua.

Sima Yi and Zhang Chunhua, a loving couple when they were young, are ultimately no match for time.

Zhang Chunhua, over the years, has rarely had the opportunity to see Sima Yi.

Especially after the hunger strike incident, Zhang Chunhua moved to the courtyard farthest from Sima Yi in Taifu Mansion.

Sima Zhao came out from Sima Yi, spent a lot of time and walked a long distance before arriving at Zhang Chunhua's yard.

Having been with Sima Yi for most of his life, he didn't expect to be hated by him in the end, which already dealt a big blow to Zhang Chunhua, who had a strong nature.

Coupled with the untimely death of his eldest son Sima Shi, Zhang Chunhua fell into grief and could not extricate himself.

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At this time, Zhang Chunhua was lying alone on the couch. The wrinkles on his face were spreading like withered vines, and his skin was loose and dry, as if it had been ruthlessly drained of moisture by the years.

She once gave Sima Yi great support in her career. Her eyes were originally bright and full of energy, but now they have become deeply sunken, like two dry wells, which can no longer reflect the light of the past.

The turbid and dim pupils seemed to be shrouded in a thick layer of haze, reflecting not the light and shadow of the outside world, but the loneliness and sadness deep inside.

Her hands hung weakly on both sides of her body, her fingers slightly bent like withered branches.

Only the corners of his mouth were pursed tightly, forming a stubborn and desolate arc.

The corners of her mouth, which had once been raised to reveal a happy smile, now could only carry endless bitterness and helplessness.

It wasn't until he saw the figure of his son Sima Zhao that Zhang Chunhua's hopeless eyes flashed with light, and the corner of his mouth showed a rare hint of joy.

"Quick, help me up."

Zhang Chunhua ordered around and struggled to get up.

Sima Zhao quickly stepped forward and held Zhang Chunhua's withered hand:

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"Mom, you are not feeling well, just lie down and don't get up."

Zhang Chunhua was indeed weak. She did not force herself to get up, but lay down again. She looked at Sima Zhao steadily with dry eyes:

"My son is here. I also said that you are busy today and can't make it."

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"My child is really busy with some things today, so he came a little late, which made my mother worried."

Sima Zhao held Zhang Chunhua's hand and said with some guilt.

"It's rare that you can come see me every day," Zhang Chunhua stretched out his other hand and pressed Sima Zhao's hand, his withered face full of relief, "How dare I not be satisfied?"

The husband is ruthless, but fortunately the children are filial.

Hearing his mother's words, Sima Zhao's nose felt sore.

How great would it be if the eldest brother was still here?

In that case, he can always be by his mother's side.

Thinking of the task entrusted to him by the Lord, Sima Zhao knelt in front of Zhang Chunhua's couch:

"Mom, my child is unfilial!"

Zhang Chunhua was shocked when he saw that Sima Zhao was uncharacteristically and even shed tears:

"What's wrong with my son? Why are you acting like a son?"

"The child will go to Qiao County tomorrow. From the day after tomorrow, my mother may not be able to see the child every day."

Sima Zhao sobbed and told the story again. Find Shuyuan

My mother was so ill that I wished I could stay with her all the time and serve her medicine, but I didn't expect that I would have to stay away.

this worldly affairs,

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Why is it always so difficult?

After understanding the twists and turns, Zhang Chunhua couldn't help being shocked and angry. He pounded the bed hard and yelled:

"How dare the old thief do this? The death of my eldest son was due to the old thief overestimating his own abilities. Now he wants to harm the life of my second son! How vicious!"

When Sima Zhao heard this, he quickly explained:

"Mom, calm down. My son's trip to Qiao County looks dangerous, but in fact it's not serious. Cao Shuang won't do anything to me."

Then he recounted the conversation between himself and Sima Yi.

Unexpectedly, this explanation not only failed to calm Zhang Chunhua's anger, but made her even more sad and angry. She beat her chest with her right hand and started crying:

"Old man! Old thief, you and I are at odds with each other! It's not enough to harm my eldest son, but this time you have to harm my younger son. It's hard, my life is hard!"

As soon as Sima Yizhao saw Zhang Chunhua's appearance, he panicked: "Mom, mom?"

"Son," Zhang Chunhua stretched out his hand to caress Sima Zhao's head and said with tears, "You only know one thing about this, but you don't know the other!"

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