Three Kingdoms: I, the eldest son of Cao, a loving father of a great man!

Chapter 87 Three to seven accounts, [-]% belong to others! 【Pursue reading and monthly pass】

Father and son have different ideas.

But after a while of silence.

Cao Ang still said to Cao Cao: "In my opinion, I should keep this seal in my hand for the time being. As long as the imperial court does not remove your title as You Zhonglang General, we will continue to serve as you!"

Ok?
Cao Cao was stunned.

He raised his palm involuntarily, looked at the small seal lying quietly on his palm, and asked with some doubts.

"Out of Luoyang City, I will have no soldiers or generals, and I will be naked. What's the use of keeping such a name with no real power inside?"

"Even a false name is useful!"

Cao Ang retorted without hesitation.

"When you form the anti-Dong Zhuo coalition in the future, you will have such an official position. You will speak louder in front of other people, and you will be able to straighten your waist."

objection to the son.

Cao Cao just shook his head with a smile on his face.

"Why do I need such a loud voice?"

"Everyone gathered together to form a coalition. The purpose is to attack Dong Zhuo, not to compete with each other. As long as I can win and punish the national traitors, what if I bend my waist a little?"

Cao Ang was speechless.

Father is still a staunch idealist at this moment, he knows that what he says is useless.

Cao Cao had to see with his own eyes that when the princes gathered to attack Dong Zhuo, they had their own calculations in their hearts, and selfish interests were more important than public ones, so that he could wake up to how naive his words were today.

"Then even if you don't compete for victory or defeat in the alliance, it is still useful for you to keep this seal. At least you will have a reputation in the future. No matter where you go to recruit soldiers, it will be justified."

Cao Ang felt that it was necessary to keep this seal, even if it was useless, at least it had a commemorative meaning.

This is what the father and son spent a lot of effort and paid an unknown price to get it from Wang Situ!
Indeed paid a lot.

A total of empty promises, some good words that are useless, and a lot of saliva, and a negative Diao Chan.

After scooping up so many family fortunes, I got a recommendation for General Youzhonglang from old man Wang. Isn't this soldier seal letter worth collecting and commemorating?
And Cao Cao listened to his son's analysis.

But he was slightly taken aback.

Then he nodded and said: "That's true, no matter where you go to recruit soldiers, it's justifiable. If we don't have an official status, we can only shamelessly ask the local magistrate for help. It's really inconvenient."

Having said that, Cao Cao paused for a while.

Then he sighed.

"In fact, compared to General Youzhong Lang, if he can have the official position of a local prefect, whether it is recruiting or training soldiers, I am afraid that he will get twice the result with half the effort."

This is natural.

After all, General You Zhonglang is a court official, and he belongs to the kind who has great power if he fights, and can only stay in Beijing to train troops if he doesn't fight.

The prefect is a local official.

Especially with the continuous weakening of the imperial court's control over local areas, the actual power of the prefect has expanded dramatically.

In charge of the financial, military and political power in a county, he can freely recruit soldiers, train soldiers, collect taxes, and arrange official positions. As long as he is on his own territory, he is like a local emperor.

Beijing officials from outside count as farts on their own land. Give you some face and call you Shangguan, if you don't give face, get out of here.

That's why Cao Cao sighed that General You Zhonglang was not as good as the prefect. After all, after leaving Luoyang City, he belonged to General You Zhonglang who had no battles and no military power.

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Cao Cao was thinking here.

But he didn't notice that after Cao Ang who was next to him finished speaking, his spirit suddenly cheered up.

Both eyes seem to be much brighter.

"Father, I remember you were a prefect before?"

Cao Ang asked with a slightly raised tone.

"Yeah, I was Prime Minister of Jinan for a period of time. At that time, it was difficult to be the prefect. The place was completely controlled by the local powerful landlords and local forces who had been entrenched for many years. The prefect's decree could not even leave the prefect's mansion. The county doesn't listen to you at all."

"If you are willing to join forces with those corrupt officials in the local area, and share the money with everyone, then you will be their respected prefect."

"If you don't want to, you can only be put on the shelf and exalted, but what you said is contradicted, and even deliberately misinterpreted."

"When my father was the prime minister of Jinan, he really killed a group of evil and lawless people. Although he killed a group of people happily and shocked a group of people, it was useless. He still couldn't control Jinan."

Speaking of this, Cao Cao was full of bitterness. Cao Ang only asked one question, and he said a lot.

After all, this is a life experience that Cao Cao remembers deeply, and in the end he was helpless and lost.

Although he gained a good reputation in the county and managed to contain the atmosphere for a period of time, but if he couldn't control it, he couldn't control it, so he could barely maintain that state.

At that time, if Cao Cao dared to kill him again, he might cause fierce local resistance, which would make things worse and be punished by the court.

Therefore, this experience can only be called defeat.

This is not what Cao Ang cares about.

He's just bringing things up.

After Cao Cao poured out his bitterness, Cao Ang took over the conversation unintentionally and asked.

"Then now, do you have confidence in letting your father be the prefect of a county?"

Cao Cao frowned.

A cold light flashed in his eyes.

Somewhat coldly said: "Today is different from the past, let me be the prefect now, and I won't be as embarrassed as before."

"Anyone who dares to tell me again that I will get 90% and they will get [-]% of the bill, and that the tax revenue of counties and counties will be extended to more than [-] years later, I will uproot their family and kill them all!"

In the past, the imperial court couldn't control the place, but it could manage the prefect, so it was a lot of scruples to kill.

Now that the imperial court can't even control the eunuch, the magistrate can use the butcher's knife without any scruples. Naturally, the county magistrate is better and more enjoyable.

After thinking about it for a while.

A smile suddenly appeared on Cao Cao's face, and he looked at Cao Ang playfully.

"Ang'er, why did you ask this question suddenly? Could it be that you have some connections to turn me into a prefect of a county?"

Cao Cao said it casually, slightly jokingly.

However, Cao Ang responded solemnly.

"I do have this idea, but whether it can be done or not depends on the specific plan."

Cao Cao couldn't help laughing.

"Don't worry about my son, just play with each other!"

Cao Ang smiled and said nothing.

After a few casual sentences, he bowed slightly to Cao Cao, then turned and left the room.

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Turning You Zhonglang into a prefect, who in Luoyang City can do such things now?
A figure appeared in Cao Ang's mind.

I have to pluck his wool again...

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ps. Storms, lightning and thunder, so some time was delayed on the road, today's update is a few minutes late, hehe!

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