Three Kingdoms: The Guan Family's Rebellious Son, Long Blessing Jing Xiang

Luoyang, Imperial Palace.

Here, Liu Bei was crowned king, established a cabinet, promulgated new policies, and hosted a grand banquet for guests on the high platform.

Full of splendor——

On the other hand, the original palace of King Wei seemed a bit deserted. Apart from the soldiers who were closely guarding the periphery, it was almost deserted. But this did not prevent Cao Cao from toasting and chatting with his relatives and old generals inside.

Do not…

To say that they were drinking and chatting happily is a bit of an exaggeration.

In fact, this is a sober drink...

It's a wine I drank out of desperation!
"It was my eldest brother's birthday, but General Xu Huang didn't come, and General Li Dian didn't come either. Jia Wenhe didn't even send a gift, and... and... well, it can be said that... apart from General Wenyuan, the only other relatives who came to our Wei Palace were us."

As Xiahou Yuan chanted out words that sounded somewhat annoyed, dejected, and sad.

Cao Cao just raised his eyebrows slightly, "Today is not a good day for my birthday banquet. It happens to be the day when Xuande was crowned the King of Hanzhong. General Xu, General Li... they are all surrendered generals, so they should avoid suspicion, so they did not come to congratulate me. This is understandable. I don't blame them. As for Wenhe, it would be strange if he came!"

"But Big Brother treated them well in the past..."

Xiahou Yuan's tone was as low as ever, as if, even though he had been captured alive for a long time and had experienced reunions of father and daughter, father and son, and brothers in Shu... his inner unwillingness to accept the defeat was still evident on his face.

To this day, he still doesn't believe that his elder brother, the invincible Cao Cao, will be defeated...

And they will be defeated so miserably.

"Today is my birthday, let's not talk about this..." Cao Cao seemed to be in good spirits. After several months of rest and recuperation, his headaches became less frequent and his body no longer looked frail and old like a man in his sixties.

He no longer responded to Xiahou Yuan, but stood up and raised the wine jar.

"You are all my brothers in Qiaopei. Over the years, you have always been by my side in all the battles I've fought. Today is my birthday, so I'm toasting to you. Come, brothers, drink with me—"

As he spoke, Cao Cao poured the wine in the jar into his mouth.

Xiahou Yuan, Cao Hong, Xiahou Ba, Xiahou Heng, Xiahou Wei, Xiahou Rong and others at the table...after a moment's silence, Duo also raised the wine bottle and drank it all.

Only Xiahou Dun did not drink. Ever since he was captured and brought to Luoyang, his face had not been a single day... not so bleak, as if he had lost his parents!

The wine bottle was pressed against the corner of his lips, and he just let out a "sigh" and put the bottle back with a deep sigh.

He...will never be in the mood to drink again!

His heart had been hurt to the extreme, and a huge sense of guilt and shame spread to every inch of his heart. He blamed himself deeply, and he felt that he was not worthy of drinking the wine offered by his elder brother.

Cao Hong seemed to be a little drunk. He staggered to Cao Cao's side, put his arm around his elder brother Cao Cao's shoulders and said, "Brother... We are all rough people. It's a blessing that we can follow you... see and broaden our horizons! It's okay... It's okay with his wife's legs... It's just a defeat... They say that the winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. I don't think this is right. If the saying goes that the winner is the king and the loser is the bandit, then Liu Bei was also defeated? Who hasn't been defeated? Everyone in this world is a bandit? Hehehehehe... How can we judge a hero by his success or failure?"

It seems...it was this sentence "A hero cannot be judged by his success or failure" that slightly touched Cao Cao.

Cao Cao let out a sigh of relief.

In fact... until now, he still has a doubt from the bottom of his heart.

That is...

Cao Cao did many great things in his life.

He welcomed the emperor, established the Wei Dynasty, exterminated the barbarians, and secured the borders. These were all great achievements.

But at the same time, he killed celebrities, massacred people in the city, and the Si River was blocked... These are unforgivable sins!

Then...

The merits and demerits were all before him, and Cao Cao wanted to ask a question.

Is he worthy of being a hero?

If a person's life is destined to pass by like a shooting star, leaving only a fleeting glimpse in time, then what is the fleeting glimpse he leaves to this world and to the world?
Although he had drunk a few cups of wine, Cao Cao was still sober at this moment. He looked soberly at all the clansmen who attended the banquet. These were his flesh and blood, relatives, and beloved brothers.

Likewise, even after drinking a glass of wine, he looked at the situation soberly...

How could he not know what his existence meant to these brothers and tribesmen?
I guess... their lives have been quite difficult these days!
"Drink, everyone, drink. Today I will see who can walk out of this palace sober. Today I want you to accompany me... We won't leave until we are drunk!"

After hearing this, finally...

Xiahou Yuan was the most indignant. He stepped forward and stopped Cao Cao from drinking the wine.

"Brother, everyone present here is a clansman, not to mention brothers. You have always forbidden us to talk too much about failure. Well, let's not talk about the past. Now we are together in Luoyang City, it's nothing! But... ever since I arrived in Luoyang, Liu Bei and Guan Lin kept saying that they would give us freedom and allow us to wander around? But what is the truth? Wherever we go, there are people following us? Monitoring? Wherever we meet, there are painters drawing pictures and clerks recording... Even when I asked to see you three times, it was not allowed. If this is considered freedom, then I, Xiahou Yuan, don't want this kind of freedom. I'd rather be a beheaded general of the Wei Dynasty——"

undoubtedly…

Xiahou Yuan started to complain.

It happened that Xiahou Juan was not there, so no one stopped him.

But it was these words that touched the hearts of every Cao clan member here.

"That's right..." Cao Hong said drunkenly, "It's fine if they follow and monitor us, but... they also make us disband all our troops, and even my shops are forcibly taken back. Apart from the tiny salary every month, we can't do anything? What is this? Are they keeping us in a pen like cattle and sheep?"

"But even that money is getting shorter and shorter. What can it do? To put it bluntly, today's banquet is nothing. When you were the king here, even the servants in my house ate and used things that were several times better than this banquet! Oh...oh, Liu Bei and Guan Lin are going too far!"

Cao Hong blurted out his words.

Xiahou Ba was the next one to act on impulse. He stood up suddenly and said, "In my opinion, didn't the Han Emperor also have a secret edict to plot in secret? We can also have a secret edict. Uncle is still here, the royal family is still here, and the foundation of our Wei Dynasty is here. Uncle might as well follow the example of the Han Emperor, or the King Gou Jian of Yue who hid his courage while sleeping on straw. Find an opportunity to escape from Luoyang City, make a comeback, revive Wei Dynasty, and fight for hegemony again. Isn't that possible?"

Xiahou Ba is young and speaks without thinking...

But it is extremely dangerous to say these words in a place like this.

really…

Xiahou Yuan's eldest son, Xiahou Heng, was calmer. He covered his brother's mouth with his hand.

"Second brother, if you say that here, you'll lose your head!"

Xiahou Ba broke free instantly, "What the Wei Dynasty lacks is men of courage and bravery. Only cowards are afraid of losing their heads—"

"You..." Xiahou Heng was speechless, but still looked around.

Fortunately, today's banquet was quiet and there were no outsiders here, otherwise... just this sentence from Xiahou Ba would probably be criticized by countless Han officials and clerks!
It may even involve a wide range of people...

"Please stop talking..." Xiahou Heng said bitterly, "How could you know how much Juan'er worried about our safety... How many times did she ask for help from her husband, Hei Zhang Fei... Zhong Quan (Xiahou Ba), if you keep talking nonsense, if it gets out, I'm afraid none of us here will see the sun tomorrow!"

"Humph... In Luoyang, where there is no sun, why would we need to see the sun?"

Xiahou Ba still insisted.

But it seemed that, apart from Xiahou Heng, there was no one else here who could stop him.

Everyone was holding their breath.

It was also at this time that everyone's eyes turned to Cao Cao, as if they were extremely looking forward to his attitude and his response.

Even though Cao Cao in front of them was already over sixty years old and had passed his most enterprising and heroic days, everyone still had this feeling.

he…

As long as he wants, he can do it.

As long as he gives the order, the Wei Dynasty will be able to turn the tide, turn danger into safety, and even prosper and flourish again.

It has always been like this over the years. He has never been discouraged in these years. Over the years, he has always been a kind of belief, supporting all the warriors of Qiaopei to charge fearlessly and move forward bravely.

Even if he said one word, countless people would support him, even at the risk of their lives, and even at the cost of their lives.

But...but now he...

The most domineering gleam in those eyes was gone. No, it could only be said to have become dim, as if blocked by something.

It was in this atmosphere...

Cao Cao's voice was low and heavy. "I know what you want to say, but... there is no chance. It has been four years. Haven't you realized anything? It is the destiny of Han. That is why God sent such a young man with extraordinary skills. That is why Han has flying balls, crossbows, sidecars, gunpowder, firearms, Mianshui Villa, and everything that can subdue us... And this is only what we see. This is not all of him!"

At this point, Cao Cao's tone was regretful but firm, "We can't fight. Haha, I see it clearly. The war between Wei and Han can't be fought at all. I'm not afraid of Liu Xuande, Guan Yu, Zhuge Kongming, or Fa Xiaozhi. But Guan Lin, the Mianshui Villa, the endless military equipment, the invulnerable weapons, and... and Guan Lin's knowledge of everyone, this is why the Wei Kingdom cannot be restored, and this is the fundamental reason why all of this is destined to be an unrealistic fantasy!"

Speaking of which…

Cao Cao waved his hand, "It's only been four years, Zixiao (Cao Ren) died, Zihe (Cao Chun) died, Wenlie (Cao Xiu) died, Zidan (Cao Zhen) died, Man Fujun (Man Chong) died, Zhao Changshi (Zhao Yan) died, Cheng Zhonglangjiang died (Cheng Yu), Wen Pin died, Yu Jin died, Le Jin died, and there is also Pang De Pang Gongming. I remember that before he went to war, he carried a stone coffin, but in the end... when he died, I couldn't even find his body!"

"And... Jun Yi (Zhang He), I heard that he fought with one arm, was smashed into a pulp by rocks, and died in an extremely tragic way... I often think about it, if the eighteen princes had followed me to chase Dong Zhuo, and we defeated Dong Zhuo and rescued the emperor? Would I not be disappointed with this world, would I not become the King of Wei, would I be a capable minister who governs the world, and the General of the Western Expedition of the Han Dynasty? Would these generals and close friends of mine... not leave me..."

Speaking of which…

Cao Cao was silent and pondered, as if those passing away names made him feel heartbroken and regretful.

"Today is my birthday party. I didn't hear anything you said. You might as well think about what I said. It's all because of this situation... It forced me to the position just one step away from the Supreme. But it's also the situation and destiny... that pulled me down from that high place. I'm old. I no longer dream or fantasize... Maybe the one accompanying me now is Zixiu (Cao Ang) and Cangshu (Cao Chong) whom I dream about every day... I also wonder about Zijian and Ziwen now? Where are they? How are they doing? And... all the next generation of Qiaopei? How are they?"

"Haha, I didn't believe in heaven, fate, or destiny in the past, but now it seems that maybe this is destiny. Many things are lost once they are lost. If we want to win them back, the price...maybe the blood of our people, the lives of our descendants...and these are exactly what we cannot afford!"

At this point, Cao Cao looked at Xiahou Yuan with great envy, "Wow, I envy you. Your sons are all here, your daughter is also here, and your granddaughter has grown so tall, becoming a female general who is as brave as any man... I envy you! Perhaps when you are a few years older, when you are all a few years older, you will know... The most precious thing in this world is not the supreme power, but the people you want to see. They are all in this world... They are all living a peaceful and quiet life-"

Having said that...Cao Cao fell silent.

It seemed that this series of words consumed his mind.

It was like that series of names made him sad and depressed...

Xiahou Yuan, Cao Hong and others naturally noticed the change in their eldest brother's mood.

So I dared not speak nonsense anymore.

Cao Cao seemed tired and exhausted.

"Today, that's it..."

"Okay, then... take care, big brother. We will take our leave first!" Xiahou Yuan bowed, and everyone bowed, and then... these clansmen who came to celebrate the birthday party... were about to leave.

"and many more--"

Cao Cao seemed to have suddenly thought of something, or as if he felt that he had something else to do and was still attached to these tribesmen, so he let out a soft cry.

"Brother..."

"Brother..."

Xiahou Yuan and Cao Hong asked at the same time. "But is there anything else?"

"Nothing...Nothing..."

Cao Cao stared at them deeply, as if he was quite nostalgic and sad, but he tried to show restraint. He smiled and said, "We were so busy drinking that we forgot to toast those...who have been with us all these years but cannot celebrate my birthday here...We should toast them with a bottle of wine..."

Everyone immediately understood Cao Cao's intention.

They returned to the table again, and Cao Cao chanted in a slightly trembling, stumbling voice, "Let me use this cup of wine to offer sacrifices to Dian Wei, Feng Xiao, Xun Lingjun, Pang De, Cao Ren, Cao Chun, Cao Xiu, Cao Zhen, Cheng Yu, Man Chong, my sons Cao Ang and Cao Chong, my nephew Cao Anmin, and also to... to offer sacrifices to those famous scholars who died because of my severe punishment when I was young, and to offer sacrifices to those millions of people who died under my butcher knife in Xuzhou, Pengcheng, Yongqiu, Wancheng, Guandu, Yecheng..."

This sentence...

Cao Cao threw the wine glass down with force, sighed and burst into tears, laughing as he cried.

This picture of extreme contrast is the most true portrayal of Cao Cao's life.

He appointed people on their merits, and in times of chaos he used harsh punishments;

He dared to employ thieves and robbers, and he also dared to butcher famous people, earning him a bad name.
He could slaughter common people in Pengcheng, Yongqiu, Yecheng and Guandu with a single stroke of his sword. He could also watch the scene of 'killing all the people' and utter the incomprehensible and incomprehensible sound of 'bones exposed in the wild, no roosters crowing for thousands of miles'!
He knew that Liu Bei was such an old enemy, but let him go after drinking plum wine. He was also able to put aside past grudges with Guan Lin and cooperate seamlessly at the critical juncture of foreign invasion. With his tyranny and cruelty, he once again killed 400,000 barbarians, allowing the Han Dynasty to once again interfere in the Western Regions and restore its glory as the Protectorate of the Western Regions!
There were too many, too many contrasts like this in his life.

At this moment, Cao Cao had tears in his eyes, and finally, he slowly glanced at his clansmen and brothers who were standing solemnly.

The dead are gone, but he should cherish those who are still alive even more.

Finally, he signaled to them to let Xiahou Dun, Xiahou Yuan, Cao Hong, and these nephews leave the stage. At the same time, he clapped his hands and composed poems, beating out the rhythm and singing.

"As bright as the moon, when can it be plucked? Worry comes from it, and it cannot be stopped. Crossing the paths and fields, it is in vain to keep each other company. Talking about the past and the present, my heart is filled with longing for each other."

"The moon is bright and the stars are sparse. The magpies fly south. They circle the tree three times, but which branch can they rely on? The mountains are never too high, and the sea is never too deep. Zhou Gong spits out food for the guests, and the world returns to its heart!"

He beat the beat and rhythm over and over again, and sang it over and over again.

Until... until all the tribesmen left here.

For a moment, Cao Cao was the only one left in the huge Palace of King Wei.

No, there are still Xiahou Dun and Zhang Liao left at the end...

Xiahou Dun was blind, but his heart was clear. He seemed to have a premonition of something, and blood flowed from his eyes...

“Brother…Brother…”

It was Cao Cao who personally helped him up, "Yuan Rang, I have never blamed you!"

"You have lived a life of honesty and frugality. I have rewarded you with millions of dollars, and countless gold, silver, jewels, and silk, but you have distributed all of these to the soldiers. You are a high-ranking official but do not own any property. You have helped me to conquer the world, but you are willing to be a general and not accept the title of Han. Others do not understand you, but I understand you best. You have dedicated your life and heart to the Wei Dynasty!"

"But... this is precisely your weakness, where you can be exploited... To this day, I can only say that Guan Lin was smart, and Li Miao's move was ingenious, but I can't say that you were stupid... Perhaps, if you were a little less loyal to the Wei Dynasty and to me, you would not be the choice of Guan Lin..."

"Brother..." Xiahou Dun cried even harder.

Cao Cao patted him on the back and said, "It will pass, everything will pass, go back, Yuan Rang...you go back..."

After hearing what his elder brother said, Xiahou Dun finally loosened his rough hand that was holding Cao Cao tightly.

“Take care, big brother. Take care, big brother. Big brother… take care… take care!”

Xiahou Dun opened his mouth and said "take care" on his face. He left resolutely with tears and blood.

The last one left was Zhang Liao.

Precisely because he was the only one there, Cao Cao's words came from the bottom of his heart.

"Wenyuan, you fought brilliantly in this battle, burying those 400,000 barbarians!"

"It was a good plan of the king!"

"Haha..." Cao Cao laughed, "Counting all my clansmen and my beloved generals, the one I can't let go of the most is you!"

"You are just like Yunchang and Yuanzhi, both are righteous men... Hahaha, you know that I like righteous men the most! Therefore, I don't want to, and I can't, watch you being buried and dimmed just because you were a general of Wei..."

"White Wolf Mountain, Xiaoyaojin, even to this day, I still can't forget the famous battles you fought. Sometimes, I am grateful... Fortunately, it was Lu Bu that I captured at Baimen Tower, and fortunately Guan Yu guaranteed me that day, otherwise... I really missed the first brave man under my command, and missed a righteous man who could be compared with Guan Yu..."

Hear this…

Zhang Liao also felt something in his heart.

"Big...King..."

He couldn't help biting his lip. This tough guy couldn't help sobbing at this moment.

“Hahahaha…” Cao Cao was laughing. Not only was he laughing, he also put his hands on Zhang Liao’s shoulders, “Wenyuan, smile. Smile for me! I command you to smile!”

Hearing what Cao Cao said, Zhang Liao forced a smile, even though this smile was uglier than crying.

"Okay, Wenyuan... go back..."

Cao Cao finally patted him on the shoulder.

Zhang Liao bowed and said goodbye reluctantly.

Before departure…

"Wenyuan..." Cao Cao called out meaningfully. He solemnly instructed Zhang Liao, "Don't forget. I still count on you to realize my dream of conquering the west... Please... Please don't forget."

Cao Cao's words seemed quite restrained.

It seems to be meaningful...

It's more like he has a thousand words to say, but at this moment, all the words cannot be said...

"My king, take care!"

Zhang Liao bowed solemnly, wiped his eyes, and left the palace.

I have met everyone I should meet——

I have missed everything I should miss——

It was at this moment that Cao Cao held back all his tears, turned around and walked back to the room.

The room is dark...there is a curtain!
He approached the curtain step by step and looked carefully. There seemed to be a dark shadow behind the curtain.

And at this moment...Cao Cao was approaching the black shadow step by step.

It was as if he had just experienced a farewell, as if just taking a few steps towards the black shadow, Cao Cao looked older.

"Come out--"

As Cao Cao's voice was heard, the dark shadow that had been hiding behind the curtain finally stepped out and walked into the light.

It is Fazheng...Faxiaozhi——

The shadow of Liu Bei, the messenger of the dark side standing opposite to his light, has walked out slowly.

Others were still holding a banquet to celebrate Liu Bei's enthronement as the King of Hanzhong, enjoying singing and dancing...

Fa Zheng arrived here as soon as possible.

He stared at Cao Cao, and Cao Cao was also staring at him...

A pair of deep pupils seemed to meet across the air, as if the communication lasted for a century.

finally…

It was Fa Zheng who spoke first.

"You've made your decision, haven't you?"

"In fact, you had a chance to survive, that was when you discussed with Yunqi about conquering places outside the Han Dynasty. If you had told him about my presence at that time, perhaps he would have obtained the Lord's consent and sent you to Yunnan, where you would have started a new journey. At least... you could have gotten rid of me and escaped the imprisonment of death!"

"But… you didn't—"

When Fa Zheng said this, he was a little confused.

Because the person in front of him is Cao Cao, who would rather betray the world than let the world betray him...

Why would he give up this only chance to survive?

Cao Cao, on the other hand, did not explain to Fa Zheng, but pointed to the table and said, "There are two letters on it. One is for me to give to my clansmen, and the other is..."

"Is it handed over to my Lord? Does the King of Wei have anything else to say to him?" Seeing Cao Cao's slowness, Fa Zheng guessed...

"Not Xuande!" Cao Cao replied, "This letter is for Yunchang! Xuande and I have said what we wanted to say twice over wine. I once let Xuande go, and Xuande helped me kill the barbarians and fulfilled my last ambition of conquering the west. We are even now. To say more would be hypocritical... I am not a hypocritical person."

"I understand..." Fa Zheng glanced at the two letters on the table. He pondered for a moment, but still didn't understand... Faced with the choice between life and death, why did Cao Cao choose to die!
But the reasons Fa Zheng could think of for this choice... undoubtedly made him admire him.

"Is it because of your clansmen? If you don't die, they will always be under surveillance, there will be clerks who will keep an eye on them, and there will be warriors who will worry that they will rebel, so you choose... to use your death to free your entire clan? Is that so?"

Fa Zheng put forward his conjecture.

But he immediately shook his head.

"But I don't understand. Is this still you? When you killed Lü Bushe, Bian Rang, Kong Rong, and massacred people in Xuzhou, Yongqiu, Yecheng, and Guandu? When have you ever had such thoughts? I have killed many people in my life under the shadow of my Lord, and some were more brutal than you, but you... are the most complicated one I have ever met. You seem to be extremely cruel, but you also seem to have a soft side."

Hearing Fa Zheng say this...

“Hahahaha…” Cao Cao laughed, “I would rather betray the world than let the world betray me, haha, this is me; bones are exposed in the wild, and no roosters crow for a thousand miles, this is also me; facing the Jieshi in the east, looking at the vast ocean, this is still me… In this chaotic world, there are only winners and losers. The winners can talk about benevolence and righteousness, and the weak can only be abandoned. Since ancient times, the greatest treachery appears loyal, and the greatest falsehood appears true. Loyalty and treachery, cruelty and softness, these are not seen from the surface. Don’t say that you, Fa Zheng, can’t understand me, Cao Cao. Even Guan Lin can’t understand me, Cao Cao…”

At this point, Cao Cao seemed to realize that he had been talking too much and too frequently, and that he shouldn't have said so much to Fa Zheng.

Perhaps... because the Fa Zheng in front of him reminded him of Guo Jia, and the story between him and his shadow.

"Fa Zheng, now is the time, I will tell you the truth."

"In fact, from the day the flying ball landed on Wuzhangyuan, from the moment I saw Yunchang, I knew that I had already lost. I lost miserably. It was also at that time that I made the decision today..."

"Haha, how could a person like me be willing to see Xuande standing on that high platform? How could a person like me watch me lose to him... But before I leave, there are some things I need to do, some funeral arrangements I need to make..."

Hearing this, Fa Zheng fell silent.

After a while, he asked, "It's the Mobei barbarians, and... the safety of your people——"

"This is one thing!" Cao Cao narrowed his eyes and said, "I have lived my whole life... Never mind, never mind, I shouldn't have told you this..."

Cao Cao's high-pitched voice suddenly stopped.

He indifferently pulled out a piece of white silk from the cabinet, then stood on the table and hung the silk on the beam.

"It's just death, why should I fear death? Death is nothing more than a cool summer night--"

"But the king has his own way of dying, and the king also has his own meaning after death—"

Hearing Cao Cao say this...

Fa Zheng couldn't help but respect him.

He originally wanted to tell Cao Cao that Ma Chao, Ling Ju and Zhang Fang were on their way to assassinate him, and asked him to think carefully about how he wanted to die!
But it seems that there is no need for this now.

The king...it really deserves a king's death!
finally…

When the white silk was hung up and Fa Zheng walked out of the room, he carefully closed the doors and windows.

Under the dim candlelight, Cao Cao's yellow face was more indifferent than ever before...at any moment.

He no longer needs to trace anything back?

In my mind and memory... all the images that should have flashed have already appeared...

He liked noise and didn’t like quietness in his life… Let him die for the last time… quietly, quietly, and walk alone on this strange road.

"In the past twenty years, I have suppressed the Yellow Turbans, settled Hebei, conquered the Wuhuan, and recovered Jingzhou. I have gained six of the nine provinces in the world, and now I have unified the Central Plains!"

"Among all the heroes in the world, no one can defeat me!"

"But I have also committed a great sin. The world is not yet settled, the war is not over, the people are separated, the fields are barren, bones are scattered in the wild, and cocks crow thousands of miles away. Along the way, I am a creator, but also a destroyer..."

"Whatever, whatever... It's time to stop thinking too much. The right and wrong of public opinion... It's up to future generations to decide! I'm not afraid of what people say when I'm alive, let alone when I'm dead?"

Cao Cao closed his eyes...

He kicked away the stool he was standing on.

White silk...hanging oneself, this is an extremely tragic way to die, but Cao Cao remained calm as usual, he was not afraid...

yes?

What is he afraid of?

Death is a cool summer night.

After his death, he would be able to see Dian Wei, for whom he felt infinite guilt, Guo Jia, and Xun Yu;
He can also see Pang De who died because of him, Yu Jin, Le Jin, Cao Ren, and Cao Chun;
Also...also met his father Cao Song, and his brother Cao De!
Meet his most admired and respected son Cao Ang, and his nephew Cao Anmin...

And, there is his grandfather…Cao Teng.

His grandfather Cao Teng, who taught him since childhood to be an assistant to the emperor and a pillar of the country, had a profound influence on him!
What's so scary about this?
It was a cool summer night—

This is an unforgettable journey to the underworld——

This is a reunion of old friends——

This is a family reunion.

This is also... it is also the cleansing and liberation of Cao Cao's lifelong sins——

...

…(End of chapter)