The messenger brought Xi Yu's letter to Youzhou.

He knew very well that this letter was crucial to Xi Yu. In order not to delay things, he kept working hard along the way and had almost no time to eat and sleep.

When he finally arrived at the Youzhou border, he was already panting and exhausted.

The soldiers guarded the border closely.

The messenger gasped and explained his purpose to the soldiers.

"I'm here to deliver the letter for the Prime Minister!" he said, with a hint of anxiety in his voice.

The soldiers looked at each other and quickly took the letter.

Some soldiers were particularly moved when they learned that he was rushing to the road quickly and didn't rest at all.

"Look at you, no matter how important the Prime Minister's heart is, you must not rest."

"It doesn't matter, I finally breathed a sigh of relief now, and I feel at ease." said the messenger.

"Thank you all the way," said a soldier, "Let's take a break first."

The messenger nodded gratefully and found a place to sit down.

After a while, a soldier came over.

"You go with me to the barracks to have something to eat and have a rest. It's not too late to go back after you have recovered your strength."

The messenger felt warm and followed him to the barracks.

There, he received food and water, and his body gradually recovered.

A soldier at the transit took the letter and walked quickly towards the opera house.

The soldiers came to the mansion and handed the letter to the guards at the door. After receiving the letter, the guards immediately handed it over to Ouyang Linlin in the mansion.

After Ouyang Linlin received the letter, her eyes fell on the recipient's name - Zhao Yun and Zhou Yu.

She frowned slightly, thought for a while, and then sent two servants to summon Zhao Yun and Zhou Yu.

When my husband wrote a letter, it seemed that there was an emergency and she could not take it lightly.

The servants in the mansion hurriedly walked towards Zhao Yun and Zhou Yu's residence.

However, on the way, they happened to meet Jia Xu.

Jia Xu stopped the people and asked curiously: "Where are you going?"

The subordinates answered truthfully: "We are ordered to send letters to Zhao Yun and General Zhou Yu."

Jia Xu couldn't help but feel a little puzzled in his heart. He thought to himself: Is there any emergency situation when Xi Yu is writing a letter back at this time?

And he also specially summoned two generals, why is it for?

Looking at the left of the servants, Jia Xu's face became a little gloomy. He suddenly felt jealous. Why didn't Xi Yu's letter let him take a look?

Is his status in Xi Yu's heart not as good as those two generals?

Jia Xu's heart was full of doubts and dissatisfaction. While thinking, he unconsciously bit his lip. A sour feeling spread in his heart.

Zhao Yun and Zhou Yu hurried to the Xi Mansion and walked straight to Xi Yu's room.

When they entered the room, they saw Ouyang Linlin sitting there quietly.

Ouyang Linlin stood up and said to Zhao Yun and Zhou Yu with a smile: "My husband has written a letter, and he specially designated you two to receive the letter. I am a woman and it is not convenient for me to interfere, so I handed the letter to you."

She handed the letter to Zhao Yun, then quietly retreated and gently closed the door.

Zhao Yun and Zhou Yu looked at each other, and then carefully opened the envelope.

Their eyes fell on the letter paper and quickly browsed the contents on it.

When they saw the letter mentioned that they wanted to deal with Cao Pi's affairs, both of them became serious.

"I didn't expect the Prime Minister to make a decision in the end." Zhou Yu said.

"It should have been done long ago." Zhao Yun's voice was firm and decisive.

Zhao Yun and Zhou Yu discussed in the room, which was how to make Cao Pi die.

Because Xi Yu just asked them to deal with it, but did not say how to let Cao Pi die.

"It seems too cruel to kill Cao Pi directly." Zhao Yun said with a frown.

"Using poisoned wine may be a good choice." Zhou Yu thought, "This will make him die unknowingly."

"Where is drowning? Not bad."

After some discussion, they finally decided to let Cao Pi commit suicide.

"If Cao Pi disagrees, we will think of other ways." Zhao Yun said.

After the discussion, the two stood up.

They left the Xi Mansion and walked firmly towards the military camp.

Cao Pi was alone in the room, and the table table was covered with paper. He sometimes pondered, sometimes wrote quickly, and focused on creating poems.

At this time, Zhou Yu and Zhao Yun walked in.

Cao Pi raised his head, a trace of vigilance flashed in his eyes.

"If you are here to be a lobbyist for Xi Yu and advise me to surrender, then there is no need to worry too much."

Zhao Yun replied coldly: "We are not here to persuade us to surrender. Here is a letter to you."

He handed the letter to Cao Pi.

Cao Pi took the letter and opened it and looked at it. His face turned pale in an instant.

It turned out that the content of the letter was that Xi Yu directly took his life, and even if he chose to surrender, he would not give him a chance.

Cao Pi laughed in a bad mood, with a hint of helplessness and sadness in his laughter.

"Haha, okay! Xi Yu is so decisive, I can be considered relieved." His eyes revealed despair and relief.

"Well, this may be my destiny." He said to himself, "Since that's the case, I don't need to miss anything anymore."

While Cao Pi was writing poems in the room, Zhou Yu and Zhao Yun walked in.

Hearing Cao Pi's words, Zhao Yun said coldly: "We ask you to choose a way of death, preferably suicide, so as not to take action."

Cao Pi looked at the letter in his hand again and recognized that it was indeed Xi Yu's handwriting.

He was already tired of living a life of silence, and death might be a relief for him.

He nodded.

He walked to the wall and reached out to pull out the sword hanging from the wall. The sword body was flashing with cold light, reflecting his firm eyes.

Cao Pi took a deep breath, and a cold light flashed through the sword in his hand. He did not hesitate to put the blade close to his neck.

At this moment, a gust of wind blew, and there seemed to be a hint of sadness in the wind, as if he was silent for this tragic scene.

Cao Pi's hand trembled slightly, but his eyes were extremely firm. He waved his forcefully, and the sword blade easily cut open his neck, and blood gushed out.

Cao Pi's body slowly fell down, and the sword in his hand also fell to the ground.

His eyes gradually dimmed, and the light of life quietly disappeared at this moment.

Zhou Yu and Zhao Yun watched all this quietly, and a complex feeling surged in their hearts.

They completed the task, but at the same time they also sighed for Cao Pi's fate.

No matter what, this is also a generation of heroes.

Zhou Yu silently picked up the sword on the ground, carefully wiped it clean, and then put it in the scabbard.

They turned around and left this place full of sadness, leaving behind the shocking pool of blood behind them...

They immediately ordered the soldiers to come in and deal with the scene.

The two of them were a little farther from the room.

The soldiers hurried into the room and felt very surprised to see Cao Pi's death.

They began to whisper.

"It must be Zhao Yun and Zhou Yu who killed Cao Pi." A soldier whispered.

"Yes, how dare they do this?" another soldier echoed.

"However, they must have done this because the Prime Minister was meant. Otherwise, how dare they do it easily?" Another soldier guessed.

Zhou Yu walked in immediately and heard the soldiers' comments, his face darkened.

"Don't make random guesses!" he sternly said, "This is the Prime Minister's order, we just implement it."

The soldiers immediately became quiet. They knew Zhou Yu's majesty and did not dare to express their opinions easily.

With the soldiers' busyness, the room was quickly cleaned up. The smell of blood gradually dissipated.

The soldiers surrounded Zhao Yun and Zhou Yu and asked how to deal with Cao Pi's body.

Zhao Yun and Zhou Yu looked at each other speechlessly and were at a loss for a moment.
To be continued...