Emperor Road of the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 485 The Death of Fengxiao
What is surprising is that Cao Cao's method, between the overturns, eliminated the threat from the three parties.

The joy is that Guo Jia is seriously ill. This guy is Cao Cao's number one man. If he dies, it is equivalent to Cao Cao's arm.How could Liu Yu not like it?

Although Guo Jia was seriously ill, he still made plans for Cao Cao, making it impossible for foreigners outside the pass to invade south.The plot to mess up the aliens was the result of Guo Jia's illness.That was probably his last plan. Many people thought so, but he didn't want to go back to Yecheng. On the way back to Yecheng, he came up with another plan for Cao Cao.This plan made Liu Yu suffer a bit.

At that time, they were on the way back to the dynasty.Guo Jia knew that his fate was not long, so he coughed all day long and often coughed up blood.And he was unable to ride a horse, so he could only lie on the carriage covered with bedding.

"Feng Xiao, stop drinking." Guo Jia was lying on the carriage, and Cao Cao followed him almost all the way, his face full of worry.

However, no matter how much Cao Cao persuaded, Guo Jia did not put down the jug.He coughed and his face was pale, but he still held up the pot weakly to drink.Cao Cao persuaded him, but he just laughed, "Mr. Cao, the good fortune is not long. If you don't drink now, there will be no chance."

Cao Cao also took tough measures, but seeing Guo Jia's appearance, he finally didn't give up his heart.Because as Guo Jia said...the end of life is not long, and if you don't drink now, you will have no chance.

Getting closer and closer to Yecheng, but Guo Jia's body is getting weaker and weaker.Cao Cao frowned, but he had no choice but to watch Guo Jia get weaker and weaker...

On this day, dozens of miles away from Yecheng, Cao Cao rode beside Guo Jia and smiled reluctantly: "Feng Xiao, we are back."

"Ahem, I can't go back to Yingchuan..."

Guo Jia muttered something in a low voice, and sat up unexpectedly, his face glowing with vitality.He even lifted the curtain and looked at Yecheng from a distance.

Cao Cao's face was not happy, but his face was bitter and his eyes were full of grief.He knew that this was a flashback.

Feng Xiao, I'm afraid it really won't work.

Sure enough, Guo Jia looked at it for a while, drank for a while, and suddenly his face turned pale, and his body was also crumbling.

Cao Cao dismounted quickly, and while supporting Guo Jia, ordered the army to stop.

"Hehe...cough cough, Cao Gong, I'm afraid I can't do it." Guo Jia held Cao Cao tightly, and his eyes were fixed on Cao Cao. He wanted to laugh but it turned into a cough, "The north is easy to settle, and the Yuan family is easy to get rid of. Worry about Liu Yu... Cough, I heard that Liu Qi and Yuan Shang formed an alliance to fight against Liu Yu. And Liu Yu wanted to form an alliance with Duke Cao, so he even sent people over..."

Speaking of this, he suddenly coughed violently, coughed up a puddle of blood, and then gasped for a while, and then continued: "Cao Gong can ignore it, and concentrate on taking care of northern affairs. Let Yuan Shang and Liu Qi attack Liu Yu. Wait The north is all settled, and the south will suffer all three defeats. Mr. Cao can turn his back and rule the world... Cough cough cough..."

Speaking of this, Guo Jia suddenly stopped talking, and his eyes became blurred, as if looking at Yingchuan in the distance.

Trembling, he stretched out his thin right hand, as if trying to grab something.But he caught nothing, just a cloud of cold air.

"If there is an afterlife, I want to be the waiter of the shop, hehe, I am intoxicated in the prosperous age, and I will never wake up..."

His hands slowly lowered, and he murmured something, and the hometown of Yingchuan appeared in front of his eyes...

That year, when he was 12 years old, a big hand gently held his little hand as he walked through the bustling streets.His bright black eyes turned around restlessly, looking at pedestrians for a while, and at the waiter in the restaurant for a while...

"After so many years, I'm so tired, it's time to go home..."

With a bang, his hand landed on the carriage, and his eyes were also closed... He, let's go!
Cao Cao mourned, hugged Guo Jia's body, and shouted: "Bong Xiao, Feng Xiao!"

Tears flowed, this young man, this deep man, actually cried at this time, crying like a child.

It took a long, long time before he stopped his grief and regained his composure, but there was still grief in his eyes.

Some people say that Cao Cao is hypocritical, crying for Dianwei and Guo Jia, all of which are just buying people's hearts.However, Cao Cao is such a person, Cao Cao is straightforward, he is not only a politician, but also a poet.His crying, his laughing, not all true, but not all false.

"Feng Xiao, you can go with peace of mind." Cao Cao put down Guo Jia, stood up slowly, and said in a deep tone.It seems to be muttering to himself, and it seems to say goodbye to Guo Jia.

After a long time, the army went back on the road and returned to Yecheng when it was dark.But at this time, heavy snow suddenly fell again, covering the entire road from which it came, and it was a vast expanse of whiteness.

Originally, it was a great joy for Cao Cao to return from victory.But now, the atmosphere in the whole army is heavy, as if it has been defeated.

The people who greeted them in Yecheng, no, the atmosphere in Yecheng was very oppressive.Most of the people who came to greet Cao Cao showed grief.Like Xun Yu, his face was haggard and full of grief.

"Duke Cao, honor him with filial piety..."

As soon as he met Cao Cao, Xun Yu was heartbroken and reluctantly bowed his hands and said.

Cao Cao also looked haggard and didn't answer, just pointing sideways behind him.

A carriage came slowly.

Everyone knew that it might be Guo Jia.No one spoke, they all looked at the carriage silently.

After a long, long time, Cao Cao ordered to return to the city, and all the people bowed their heads and followed back to the city in silence.

For the next few days, Cao Cao ignored all affairs, let alone received Liu Yu's envoys.He did nothing but take care of Guo Jia's funeral.

In the past few days, whenever he thought of Guo Jia, he couldn't help feeling sad.

He organized a glamorous funeral for Guo Jia, but what's the use of that?People cannot be resurrected after death, thinking of this, he even cried loudly in the mourning hall.

Cao Cao was not the only one crying and grieving. In the mourning hall, Guo Jia's family members also cried loudly, and even Guo Jia's son Guo Yi passed out from crying.

Guo Yi, like his father, is also very weak.

The old friends of Yingchuan, Xun Yu and Xun You, also had moist eyes, and were greatly saddened.But they knew they couldn't be too sad, otherwise who would handle the matter in Yecheng?
After Guo Jia was buried, Cao Cao did not get better immediately, and was still depressed every day.Later, when he went to Guo Jia's cemetery, he started to mourn again.

After returning, he recruited Guo Yi as his staff.

Guo Jia didn't let him take care of his family, but how could Cao Cao not take care of them?

The news of Guo Jia's death really made Liu Yu happy, and he was glad that Cao Cao had broken his arm.But soon, he sighed: "He was born Guo Fengxiao, a hero who ranks first among all heroes. The classics and history are hidden in the belly, and the armored soldiers are hidden in the chest. The strategy is like Fan Li, and the decision-making is like Chen Ping. It is a pity that he died first, and the Central Plains is a pillar."

"Fengxiao, Fengxiao, I wish I had come ten years earlier, and met the king first. Born Guo Fengxiao, the hero is the best among all the heroes..."

That night, according to servants, Liu Yu drank a lot of wine in the backyard and recited poems in honor of Guo Jia.

(End of this chapter)