Adou naturally knew it too.

It's just that now Adou can't even dream of becoming an emperor. He is busy reviewing memorials sent from the Chancellor's desk every day.

I have been sleeping in Xuanshi Hall these days, and I don't even have time to go to the Queen's side.

How can you still have time to care about a mere Sima Zhao?

Did you know that the emperor of the Han family was very busy?

If Sima Yi came in person, the emperor of the Han family might be in the mood to ask questions.

Sima Zhao was just the son of Sima Yi, and he didn't even have the title of messenger. How could he get into the eyes of the Han emperor?

Being able to be visited by Da Sima in person would be regarded as giving him face.

I just didn't expect that this person could actually deliver such good news that even Da Sima said he was happy?

This made Fatty Liu even more curious:

"Tell me, tell me clearly and carefully."

"Your Majesty, according to what Sima Zhao said, his father Sima Yi wants to give up Luoyang."

The voice was so low that if Huang Hu hadn't listened with his ears straight up, he might not have been able to hear it clearly.

But this whisper sounded like thunder in Fatty Liu's ears.

"ah?"

But seeing Fatty Liu's mouth open and unable to close, his chubby face was full of disbelief and suspicion, and even the eyes in his eyes became dull and suddenly lost focus.

After a long time, Fatty Liu turned his neck mechanically, trying hard to adjust the focus so that he could fully focus on Feng Dashima:

"No, Mingwen, what did you just say? I seem to have misunderstood."

Feng Dasima smiled slightly and repeated it again:

"Your Majesty, I say that Sima Yi wants to return all his troops to Hebei and give up Luoyang."

This time I heard it clearly, but Fatty Liu still couldn’t believe it:

"Seriously? Mingwen, do you know that I'm tired these days, so why don't you joke with me?"

"My lord, how dare you joke with His Majesty about such a national event?"

After Fatty Liu confirmed again and again, he got a positive answer again and again, confirming that the matter was true.

His round body began to tremble immediately, especially his lower lip, which was trembling uncontrollably and moving up and down densely.

"Ming, Ming, Ming, Mingwen..."

Fatty Liu pushed himself up hard, trying to get up towards Feng Da Sima.

Unexpectedly, he was too excited and his body became a little weak. In addition, his body was a little too heavy. He couldn't hold it up even with his hands.

"Bah!"

"Boom!"

The dignified emperor of the Han family lay down on the table in a somewhat embarrassed state.

"Oh, Your Majesty!"

Huang Hu, who was standing by the curtain, took a look and ran over quickly, trying to help the emperor up, "Your Majesty, are you okay?"

"Get away!"

Fatty Liu pushed Huang Hu away, then stretched out an arm, "Mingwen, come here and give me a hand."

Huang Hu:……

Feng Da Sima quickly stepped forward and helped his brother-in-law up.

If he hadn't been in battle for a long time and had toiled his muscles and bones every day, and had some strength, it would be really not easy to lift this fat man up.

Then Fatty Liu held Feng Da Sima's arms tightly:

"Clear text, clear text!"

There was a faint reflection of water in his eyes, "We are going to regain the old capital of Luoyang, right? Right? Right?"

Feeling that his arms were about to be bruised, Feng Da Sima didn't dare to let go, so he could only forcefully smile with his teeth bared:

"Your Majesty is right, we don't have to wait any longer, we can already recover Luoyang."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Fatty Liu suddenly laughed, finally let go of Feng Da Sima's arm, then hugged Feng Da Sima's neck tightly, and said with tears of joy:

"Mingwen, this is the best news I have heard since I moved the capital to Chang'an!"

Although Luoyang has long been in the possession of the big man, under such circumstances, hearing about it suddenly still made Fatty Liu, an old boy, burst into tears.

That was Luoyang, the old capital of the Han Dynasty!

After regaining Luoyang, he could confidently dig his own imperial tomb a hundred years from now in the north of Chang'an.

You can feel proud when you enter the ancestral temple, and you no longer have to explain to your ancestors why there is only one Chang'an after regaining the old capital.

Isn’t it too much to write about Emperor Zhaowu of the Han Dynasty in the history books of later generations?

Even Cao Rui dared to establish a temple title during his lifetime. What’s wrong with me having a sweet dream during my lifetime?

Just as Fatty Liu was daydreaming and dreaming, he heard Feng Da Sima's breathing coming from his ears:

"Cough, cough, Your Majesty, please loosen up a little. You're tightening it too tightly. I can't breathe."

Damn, why is this damn fat guy so heavy?

"Oh, oh, oh, I didn't pay attention."

Fatty Liu then reluctantly let go of Feng Da Sima, but immediately held his hand and asked with some hesitation:

"Mingwen, is Sima Yi really so generous? Could it be a fraud?"

Feng Da Sima tried hard to adjust his breathing, and then smiled:

"Your Majesty, how can Sima Yi be so generous? He must have conditions, but even if he is deceitful, what does it matter?"

"With the elite soldiers and generals I have now, how can I still be afraid that I won't be able to capture Luoyang? Your Majesty, please rest assured."

"That's good, that's good." Fatty Liu finally let go of Feng Da Sima's hand, took two steps back and forth, and rubbed his hands repeatedly.

When he finally came to his senses, he was so excited that he didn't know what to do next.

After a while, he stopped and turned around again and asked:

"It is clearly stated that Sima Yi has conditions? What conditions are they?"

When Feng Da Sima told Jingxing Shang Dao, Fatty Liu was even more surprised:

"That's it?"

Just give it to him!

Not to mention selling, but just sending some goods to express gratitude, that is also negotiable.

After all, Sima Yi is not named Cao.

On the contrary, he is the auxiliary minister of the puppet Wei Dynasty. As long as he is willing to change sides and surrender with courtesy, can I still not tolerate him?

"Your Majesty, how could Sima Yi be that simple?"

Seeing how grand his brother-in-law was, Feng Da Sima quickly explained Sima Yi's plan in detail.

After hearing this, Fatty Liu immediately took a breath:

"I only thought that Sima Yi wanted a way out, but I didn't expect that he had such a plan."

He looked at Feng Da Sima:

"Fortunately, Mingwen saw through his plan."

Then he frowned again:

"So, Luoyang really can't be taken for free..."

Feng Dasima smiled slightly from the side:

"Your Majesty, it's easy to get it."

"Oh?" Seeing Feng Da Sima's appearance, Liu Tianzi suddenly became convinced.

That's right, my brother-in-law has always been far-sighted. Since he can see through Sima Yi's plan, he must have a countermeasure.

"How will Mingwen respond? Tell me quickly."

Feng Dasima grinned again.

It was obvious that the hot summer had begun, but Emperor Liu suddenly felt a chill for no reason.

"Huang Hu, go and lower the curtain, the wind is blowing in."

Huang Hu responded and walked over there, with a puzzled look on his face:
Chapter completed!