“Okay, okay, if you don’t want to chop, I won’t chop. Then what?”

“Auspicious luck! There was auspiciousness on the Han side, and Emperor Xiaomin, who was imprisoned on the Wei side, died, and then there was a plague. What does this mean?”

 Zhang Xiaosi mentioned this matter casually, but unexpectedly, his eyes lit up as he spoke.

 Monster!

Feng Jishi stared at the woman in front of him in stunned silence, and this word popped into his mind.

 Even started to have some doubts: Could it be auspicious for this to come true?

 How else could it be such a coincidence?

As soon as the idea came up, Zhang Xiaosi came over excitedly:

"Alang, what do you think will happen if we connect these things together, add a few more things, and then publicize it to the Wei thieves?"

 Your mentality is broken, okay?

  Anyway, if it were Feng Jishi himself, his mentality would definitely collapse again!

Over the past two years, Wei State has defeated Wu State in the south and driven out the Hu people in the north, and the country has become relatively stable.

 Coupled with Sima Yi's various measures in Guanzhong, he not only took a considerable part of the profits from the Han's bulk material transactions to support the Guanzhong army.

Even the Han Dynasty's layout in the Jiuyuan hometown had just begun, but it was completely destroyed by Sima Yi, leaving Feng Jishi to suffer a loss.

Feng Jishi also said that God was biased and did not love the big man anymore. It seemed that he had made a mistake.

 God is still very fair.

“That auspicious sign hasn’t been sent to Hanzhong yet, has it?”

 Zhang Xingyi counted on his fingers:

 “Not yet, but it’s almost there.”

“Immediately send people and horses to deliver an urgent message to Hanzhong.”

 “Go down and understand!”

 Zhang Xingyi stood up from the rocking chair and excitedly saluted Governor Feng with his hands raised.

“No, you don’t understand.” Governor Feng stood up, reached out and patted the female secretary’s beautiful buttocks, and hinted, “Remember to stay at home tonight, I’ll discuss the deeper details with you.”

Secretary Zhang glanced at Governor Feng coquettishly, turned around, took his coat, put it on, put on his clogs, twisted his butt, and walked away.

Governor Feng lay back in the rocking chair again, feeling the remaining body temperature of Zhang Xiaosi, and in a happy mood, he began to sing:

“I have a general outside and a secretary inside…”

 The joys and sorrows of the human world are not the same, especially when the Han and Wei Dynasties are not at odds with each other.

 The source of Feng Guiwang's happiness is based on Cao Rui's pain.

 For Cao Rui, Liu Xie's death was not a big problem.

 After all, Han Chan has been located in Wei for more than ten years, and people all over the world have long accepted this fact.

 In addition to these ten years, Liu Xie has been living a very prosperous life, and no one believes that there is anything strange about his death.

  It is a normal end of life.

 The epidemic of plague in Luoyang was not a big problem.

 After all, the world has been in chaos for so many years. Locust plagues, droughts, floods, and plagues have occurred almost every year.

 But if these two things happen in tandem and seamlessly, problems may arise.

 Because Liu Xie’s identity is really too special.

 “How is Luoyang now?”

Shanyang City is located on the north side of the river, across the river from Luoyang.

(Thanks to the book friend for correcting me: Liu Xie’s fiefdom was in Shanyang City, which is now Jiaozuo City. It belonged to Hanoi County, not Shanyang County.)

As soon as he arrived in Shanyang City, a plague began to spread in Luoyang. Cao Rui didn't know whether to feel lucky or unlucky.

“Your Majesty, people in Luoyang are now in panic, and many families have fled out of the city with their families and their families.”

Shang Shulang Lian Zhao seemed to have expected that Cao Rui would ask this question, so he quickly stepped forward and answered softly:

“What’s more, spreading rumors in the city and criticizing the court is really abominable!”

 “What rumor?”

Lian Zhao said in a squeaky voice:

"Anyway, the vicious words of some thieves will only irritate your ears. Your Majesty, please don't take it to heart..."

Hearing this, Cao Rui’s face turned cold:

 “I’m asking you to say it now!”

Lian Zhao’s face turned pale, he knelt on the ground and cried:

"Those thieves only said that Your Majesty was not benevolent and forced Duke Shan Yang to death, so the heaven sent a warning as a punishment."

"Some people say that the Wei Dynasty usurped the Han Dynasty and gained the country unjustly, so there were successive years of disasters. Today, there is an auspicious sign in Liangzhou, and the words "big attack on Cao" are written on it, which is a sign of the revival of the Han Dynasty."

“What is the difference between joining the Chu army in the Battle of Gaixia and joining the Chu army in the Battle of Gaixia?”

"What's more, they openly sang Feng Thief's new work: The harsh wind blows, the frost makes the grass wither, the muscles are strong and the horses are arrogant. The Han family has three hundred thousand soldiers, and the general also leads Huo and Yao..."

 …

The poem is a good poem, but Cao Rui was furious when he heard it.

　What?

 Who is the captive?

Your whole family is a prisoner!

But I saw him shouting: "That's enough!"

At the same time, he stood up suddenly and kicked Lian Zhao over in a rage.

 At this time, Cao Rui was out of breath and his eyes were red.

“Thief, evil thief, thief!”

 “With clever words and seduction, but with a ruthless heart, you will not die a good death, and you will definitely not die a good death!”

 The dignified Emperor of Wei actually ignored his manners and cursed like a woman.

 Can't blame Cao Rui for being so out of sorts.

 Because Cao Zhi had just died the year before last, a song "Crying for Cao Zijian" began to circulate in the Central Plains last year.

　　What's "the false promise is so great that the talent has never been opened in a lifetime", what "the bamboo is dead and the tung tree is withered and the phoenix can't come", and what "the good horse is hedging because it has no owner".

It was almost like pointing at the two emperors of Wei and scolding them.

 Cao Rui knew that many people in the world sympathized with his imperial uncle, pitying his talent but not being able to develop it.

Such a poem has simply been written into their hearts.

 But for myself, it is a heart-wrenching thing!

 I thought I had finally learned how ruthless Feng was, but I didn’t expect that I still underestimated the viciousness of this thief!

At such a sensitive moment, the song "Three Hundred Thousand Han Soldiers" suddenly appeared. Cao Rui could already imagine what the Luoyang officials would look like.

"You are so good at writing, do you specialize in writing poems about dead people? Really? Really?"

 Cao Rui was trembling all over and cursed repeatedly, "If you like writing poems about dead people so much, why don't you die!"

  June in the Central Plains has entered the hottest period.

Even though there was ice in the room, Cao Rui still felt extremely hot all over his body, his temples were throbbing, and his eyes began to swell and hurt.

In a fit of rage, Cao Rui suddenly turned black and his body began to stagger a little.

Lian Zhao, who was originally curled up in the corner and pretending to be dead, saw something was wrong with Cao Rui and quickly stood up and cried:

"Your Majesty, please take care of yourself! Thief Feng's clever words and vicious words. If your Majesty is angry about this, you have fallen into this thief's scheme!"

Cao Rui supported Lian Zhao's shoulders and fell back on his seat. He closed his eyes and opened his mouth, gasping for air.

Seeing this, Lian Zhao quickly poured a bowl of honey water that had been iced long ago:

 “Your Majesty, the water is here.”

 Cao Rui drank it in one go, and then he felt that his body's thirst was relieved a little.

Lian Zhao stroked his chest and beat his back for a long time, and Cao Rui finally regained his breath.

Lian Zhao then whispered:

"Your Majesty, it is auspicious for the thieves to live far away from the border. The Wei Dynasty lives in the middle of the world, how can it lag behind the thieves?"

"I heard about a strange thing recently. I am afraid that the auspiciousness of the Wei Dynasty will fall on this matter."
Chapter completed!