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Chapter 1 Prologue
Wei Qinglong's second year.

Shu Prime Minister Zhuge Liang's [-] troops went out of Xiegu, crossed the Qinling Mountains, and entered Weinan. Sima Yi, the governor of Wei, formed an army with his back on the Weishui River.

A huge meteor streaked across the night sky, and the stars all over the sky suddenly lost their brilliance.

After a while, the meteor fell to the southeast of Wuzhang Plain.

"Kong Ming is gone!" Sima Yi climbed up and looked south, and his words were infinitely melancholy. Attacking the Central Plains, can An Neng be undefeated?"

Behind them are all the guards, all of whom are Guanzhong athletes, wearing armor and carrying knives, and there are three sanitation fathers and sons.

"Since Kong Ming is dead, who else in the world is the enemy of my father and son?" The person who spoke was Sima Shi, whose character was Ziyuan, with a dignified appearance and extraordinary appearance. The air of prey.

"Presumptuous!" Sima Yi scolded in a low voice.

The sound is not loud, but it contains decades of accumulated power, once it erupts, it is breathtaking.

Sima Zhao's knees softened immediately, and he knelt down on the ground, "Father, forgive me, forgive me."

Sima Shi slightly cupped his hands, "My son made a mistake."

Sima Yi glanced at the guard behind him.

The guards retreated more than [-] steps spontaneously, until they could no longer hear the conversation between the father and son.

"Since the Yellow Turban, there have been countless heroes in the world. What are they doing now? In the past, Emperor Wu swept the world, and there was also the disaster of Red Cliff. Liu Bei was old in the army, and he still suffered the defeat of Xiaoting. As a father, it is all due to forbearance and caution. Don't forget, Your Majesty is wise and mighty today, and there are the consorts of Emperor Qin and Han Wu, and if our father and son are a little careless, we will die." Sima Yi seldom said so many words, seeing his old enemy pass away tonight, he felt something in his heart .

When they heard their father comparing himself with Cao Cao and Liu Bei, both of them were shocked.

Sima Zhao's body shook a few times.

Master Sima's eyes were bright, and he couldn't help laughing after hearing the judgment of "The Couple of Emperor Qin and Han Wu".

This forbearable and suppressed laughter was like an owl in the night.

In his early years, Sima Shi was as famous as Xia Houxuan and He Yan. He made friends with celebrities and was famous in Luoyang. However, he was involved in the vanity case during the Taihe period and never became an official. Therefore, he did not take it seriously for the current Wei Emperor Cao Rui.

"Your Majesty doesn't like our vanity, but he builds a lot of buildings, manages Xuchang Palace, builds Jingfu and Chengguang Palaces, recruits women from the people, keeps male favorites, extravagance and prostitution, and it is by no means a long-term phenomenon. You mediocre people, you can't rule a country with literature, and you can't rule a country with military force, so sooner or later you'll be someone else's fish!" Sima Shi's face was covered with a layer of blush, even the night couldn't cover it.

Cao Zhen, a general of the imperial family, fell three years ago. His son Cao Shuang inherited the title, went to the court, made friends with Emperor Wei, and was the most favored for a time.

Master Sima carefully glanced at his father, and suddenly said loudly: "From this point of view, the fate of Sima's family belongs to me!"

As soon as these words came out, it was like a thunderbolt striking the spot.

Sima Zhao was dumbfounded, "Brother, brother..."

"Shut up!" Sima Yi trembled all over, and he didn't know whether it was anger or excitement.

But Sima Shi didn't stop talking, "If God doesn't take it, he will be blamed. If we don't take it, someone else will take it. I implore father to think about it!"

Sima Yi let out a "clang" and pulled out the long sword at his waist. In the night, a green glow flowed from the blade of the sword, as if it wanted to penetrate people's hearts.

There was not a trace of anger in the words, not even a trace of mood swings.

But the more so, the more murderous and dignified it appears.

Sima Shi's forehead was covered with cold sweat, father and son were connected, no one in the world knew Sima Yi better than him.

And no one in the world knows him better than Sima Yi.

Raising the long sword, Master Sima's pupils dilated, the blood in his body seemed to freeze, his body trembled and he couldn't move.

However, the long sword did not cut off after all.

Impossible to cut off.

Instead, it retracted into the sheath with a "clang".

"The name of this sword is Feijing. It was bestowed by the late emperor himself. Sima received the grace of the late emperor. How can he be disloyal and unrighteous? I, Sima Yi, have been committed to assisting the Great Wei in this life. I am loyal and loyal. Don't you want to say this again. Don't blame the ruthless military law for those words of treason and injustice!" Sima Yi threw down these words coldly, then suddenly stuck the Feijing sword in the loess, and went back to the camp on his own.

The two of them were left looking at each other in the night wind.

"Father has carried this sword for 20 years, but he has never used it. Trying it today, the sharpness is still so compelling." Sima Zhao was still terrified.

Master Sima's eyes lit up, and he suddenly burst out laughing.

Sima Zhao didn't understand why, "Why are you laughing, brother?"

"Excalibur hides its sharp edge in its sheath, and a gentleman hides his weapons in his body. They all wait for the time to move!"

"Hide?" Sima Zhao's eyes gradually lit up.

This year, Sima Yi was fifty-five, Sima Shi was 26, and Sima Zhao was 23.

Only five years later, in the third year of Jingchu, Wei Emperor Cao Rui was exhausted. The original Tuogu ministers were Yan Wang Cao Yu, leading general Xia Houxian, military guard general Cao Shuang, Tunqi school captain Cao Zhao, and Xiaoqi general Qin Lang. .

But within one day, Cao Rui suddenly issued an edict to remove Cao Yu from the position of General, and suddenly summoned Sima Yi, who had just pacified Liaodong, back to Luoyang, brought him into the Jiafu Palace, held his hand, and said: "I am very sick, and I will die in the future." The matter belongs to the king, the king and the youngest son of Shuangfu. I have to see the king, and I have nothing to hate!"

Sima Yi burst into tears, sobbing and unable to speak.

Today, Emperor Wei died at the age of 36.

Sangui Chou was buried in Gaoping Mausoleum.

Sima Yi served as servant, Chijie, governor of Chinese and foreign armies, recorded affairs, and assisted the young master Cao Fang together with the general Cao Shuang.

However, the tree wants to be quiet but the wind never stops.

The general trend of the world, the long-term division must be united, and the long-term division must be divided. The troubled times since the Yellow Turban at the end of Han Dynasty will soon enter the last 40 years.

The story begins here.

(End of this chapter)