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Chapter 1 Thirteen Years of Jian'an

In the 13th year of Jian'an, the land of China was shrouded in a bleak wind and rain, and at this time, the situation in the world seemed to have settled.

Sikong Cao Cao took the emperor to command the princes. In the fifth year of Jian'an, he defeated Yuan Shao and established his position as the overlord of the world.

In the next eight years, Cao Cao acted decisively and did a lot of big things:

In the autumn of the ninth year, on the eighth day of Wuyin, Cao Cao defeated Yuan Shang and pacified Jizhou.

In the first month of the spring of the tenth year, Cao Cao defeated Yuan Tan in Qingzhou and killed him.

In April of summer, the bandits of Moshan Zhang Yan led the crowd to surrender.

In March, Cao Cao defeated the high-ranking officials in Bingzhou and obtained them.

In August of the 12th year, Cao Cao defeated Wuhuan in Liucheng and killed him.

In November, Liaodong prefect Gongsun Kang killed Yuan Shang and Yuan Xi.

At this point, all Yuan Shao's inheritance was fully accepted by Cao Cao, and Cao Cao also became the northern overlord after Yuan Shao.

In the thirteen states in the world, Cao Cao already has eight states and tens of millions of people.

Except for Han Sui and Ma Teng in Liangzhou who is still a bad guy, Cao Cao can already say the same thing in the north.

At this time, Cao Cao was feeling a sense of desire and ambition in his heart. What else is there to be more joyful than the unification of the whole day? What is the important thing?

So as early as last year, Cao Cao sent Cao Ren, the general of the Southern Expedition, as a vanguard, to march into Xinye. Of course, this battle ended with Cao Ren's defeat, not only lost tens of thousands of troops, but also lost Fancheng.

But this did not dispel Cao Cao's ambition, but instead burned more and more, and it was already in a prairie fire.

This year, Cao Cao prepared his troops and horses, intending to go south and unify the world.

Of course, the thirteenth year of Jian'an was not a good year for Cao Cao.

In April this year, Guimao Guo Jia and Guo Fengxiao died of illness in Xudu. In May, his favorite young son Cao Chong seemed to leave him.

In strategy, Cao Cao was like a broken arm, but in family affairs, Cao Cao wanted to send a white-haired man to a black-haired man at the age of fifty-four.

He is the only one who knows the pain.

Sikong Mansion Backyard.

The dim room was surrounded by a group of people. Among them, there was a bed two meters wide and three meters long, and there was a sick child lying on it.

The teenage child had a plain clothes and underwear. His originally pretty face was not bloody at all, and his tender brows were tightly frowned into the character "Sichuan", as if he was suffering some pain.

"Chong'er, my Chong'er, wake up quickly, don't scare Wei'er, Chong'er!"

Next to the sick child, there was a beautiful woman sitting. She was not dressed up and her face was covered with tears. She was already crying with pear blossoms and rain.

The one lying on the hospital bed was Cao Cao's son Cao Chong, and the one next to Cao Chong was naturally Cao Chong's mother, Mrs. Huan.

"Son! If you go, how will you live here if you leave Mom here? Woo~" Mrs. Huan lay on the bed, twitching constantly.

The relatives and relatives around him had no solution, and no one dared to come forward to touch Mrs. Huan's bad intentions.

Next to Mrs. Huan, there were two younger children in brocade clothes. They watched their mother cry and their mouths sagged, and they even started to cry.

For a moment, the small dormitory was filled with crying. When the soldiers and servants outside heard it, they thought it was Prince Cao Chong who died.

For a moment, the entire Sikong Mansion was in tears.

Among Cao Cao's sons, Cao Chong was the most kind, and many of them had received his favor.

Everyone was sad about Cao Chong's death, and many soldiers were wiping their tears silently.

Mrs. Huan came to her senses and looked at her two sons who were crying in the darkness and stopped her tears.

"Zhu'er, Yu'er, your brother is not dead yet, why are you crying?"

The older child wiped the tears of snot on his face with his pink hands, pouted his mouth and said, "I want to cry too when I see my mother crying."

Mrs. Huan held the two children in her arms, held back her tears, and comforted the two crying children.

"Your brothers are blessed and have great fortunes and talent, and will never leave us alone."

"Doctor, what's wrong with my son?" Mrs. Huan looked at the white-clothed doctor with hope.

The old man shook his head, and a little tiredness appeared on his face like an old tree bark.

This young master Cao Qi has lost his breath for several hours, and he only has a weak pulse. How can I save him?

"Forgive me, I am incompetent, and the young master is already powerless to turn things around."

Mrs. Huan was not giving up. For her, Cao Chong, who was favored by Cao Cao, was her hope for the future. Now that the hope is gone, how can she be willing to do so?

"Doctor, you are the most famous doctor in Xu Du. If you can't even help you, then will my Chong'er really have no hope?" Mrs. Huan's eyes already had a despair.

The old doctor sighed and said, "Unless the Yuanhua is reborn, there will be no hope."

Yuanhua is the face of Hua Tuo. If Hua Tuo was alive, then even if Mrs. Huan traveled all over Xudu, she would have to find Hua Tuo back.

But the key is that Hua Tuo is dead. A few months ago, Hua Tuo, who was proud of himself, was sentenced to death by Cao Cao.

There is no Hua Tuo in the world. Is my son destined to die?

No! Mrs. Huan was unwilling to give up and would not agree. Even if there was a last bit of hope, she would catch it.

"Huanye, if you go to find the famous doctor of Qi Xudu, I don't believe that Hua Tuo will be gone, and I will not be able to save my Chong'er!"

Among the crowd, a vulgar man walked out. He was more than seven feet tall, strong, with a yellow seal and ribbon waist, and a brocade dress and fish suit. He was Mrs. Huan's biological brother.

Taking advantage of Cao Cao's power, his brother-in-law turned from a butcher to a ninth-grade warehouse in Xu Du, managing the granary of Xu Du, with great oil and water.

"Sister, don't be afraid, I'll go now! I won't believe it anymore. No one can cure my nephew's poison yet!"

After saying that, he took one step and left Sikong Mansion in a blink of an eye.

Mrs. Huan wiped tears from the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief and said to a pretty maid behind her: "Dong'er, Chong'er usually likes purity, you can leave everyone!"

Dong'er was wearing a white embroidered light pink lotus strapless bra, a skirt with flowers on her waist, a thin mist and green mopping gauze on her floor, a windy hairpin with a beaded hairpin on her hair, and a golden point between her eyebrows, which was fascinating.

She helped Mrs. Huan up and said coldly to the people surrounding her, "Dear uncles and young masters, let's go back for now! Young master likes purity!"

Most of the people present were Mrs. Huan's relatives and uncles. It was naturally Mrs. Huan's credit for being so slutty. Now Mrs. Huan is watching the guests openly, and they are also very conscious of leaving.

For a time, there were only two brothers, Mrs. Huan, Dong'er and Cao Ju and Cao Yu.

Everyone left, Mrs. Huan hugged Cao Ju, sat on the bed, looking at Dong'er in front of her.

"Is there any news?"

Dong'er looked respectful and her eyebrows were relaxed. She looked at Cao Chong on the hospital bed lovingly and said softly: "Young Master was bitten by a five-step poisonous snake in the western suburbs. At that time, the young master was invited by Zhou Buyi, but this matter is probably not that simple!"

Mrs. Huan showed a look of disgust on her beautiful face.

"It's not that simple. Zhou Buyi and Chong'er are in similar interests and will never do anything that harms Chong'er. However, the others in the house are not sure."

Mrs. Huan was very particular, but Dong'er only dared to listen and did not dare to speak out. This was already a matter of Sikong's family, and it was not something that she could participate, just a little slave.

Mrs. Huan also felt bored. She thought about Cao Chong who was still on the sickbed, and her heart was filled with sorrow.

That night, there were a long queue of doctors carrying medical boxes or boys outside Sikong Mansion. There were probably three or four hundred people.

This is no longer just a doctor from Xu Du. With Huan Ye's order, almost half of the doctor from Sili were summoned.

The moon is bent, and the night of the 13th year of Jian'an is particularly attractive under the decoration of stars.

The moonlight was hazy, and the light moon elves jumped and played in the huge Sikong Mansion until they lined up with a long line of hundreds of people.

At this time, the moon was falling and the crows were crying, and the golden crows rose from the east mountain. The light shone on Xu Du, who was in a turmoil, and Xu Du was lit.

But someone's heart is dead!

"No, Chong'er, my Chong'er! You can't just leave it for your mother like this, you can't do this, you are unfilial son, unfilial son~"

Mrs. Huan beat Cao Chong on the hospital bed hard, and Dong'er quickly grabbed Mrs. Huan.

At this time, Mrs. Huan was heartbroken. Cao Chong's weak pulse was gone after a night, and she was stroking the child who was gradually cold. Mrs. Huan cried so hard that her hair was falling off and her makeup was half-destroying. She was originally a half-old Xu lady, but now she seemed to have suddenly become ten years old.

"Uh, uh~" Mrs. Huan twitched and she actually fell down with Cao Chong.

Dong'er was panicked and quickly helped Mrs. Huan up, lying flat on the bed with Cao Chong.

Dong'er secretly prayed that Mrs. Huan would not have any trouble, otherwise she would never have a good ending.

And where Dong'er was invisible, a blue light suddenly appeared on the beam of the house. The blue light was so weak that it could blow down with a gust of wind. It moved tenaciously to the three flowers above Cao Chong's head and sank into it.

Cao Chong's body moved for a moment, and his heart, which had no pulse, suddenly began to jump.
Chapter completed!
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