Fall In Love with the Technology Tree

Cao's northbound vessel turned a corner at the mouth of the Bohai Sea.

"I'm so sorry, master." The young man from the spy department knelt in the hall of the Dingyuan ship, "It's clear that the Central Plains are in a hurry, and we still intercept the master's ship, we, we...but too lady…"

"Get up." Ah Sheng raised his hand above his head, "This is only after the Liaodong stewards voted for you to invite me. And whether or not to go back to Liaodong is my own decision. of."

The frightened young man was pulled down by Luo Chi to wash his face and change his clothes, while Ah Sheng went to the window. A ray of sunlight poured in from the round window, making the cabin seem dim.

"Yuanfeng, I thought you would object."

Qin Liu stood behind her, as if a shadow suddenly gained life. "Does the master hope that Liu will object? Then please forgive me. The person who is a major event does not care about personal affairs. Mrs. Wu is eighty and eighty this year, which is a rare longevity in the world, and her only son, Cao Song, is taking care of the funeral in Liaodong, so there is no need for the master. The grandchildren will go there in person."

A Sheng turned around, the left cheek was illuminated by the sun. "But you didn't say it just now."

"Not going to mourning has the advantage of not going to mourning, and going to mourning has the advantage of going to mourning. The master is appropriate since childhood, I'm just afraid that you will be too upset."

A Sheng was silent for a long time before striding out of the conference hall. "Send a fast boat and pass my orders. Order all ethnic groups in Liaodong: Dongxianbei, Fuyu, Juwo, Sanshui, and Sanhan to send 100 envoys to Dalian to worship; order the Dalian workshop to make mourning clothes for the embassy; order The whole territory of Liaodong was under martial law, and on the twenty-seventh, the defense was changed to Jilin County, Lü Bu was changed to the Wuyou City[1], and Xu Rong was transferred back to Dalian Port.”

It has come to the point where it is now, so what is there to do? Every move is for political gain. Even if her original intention was just to see the arrogant old man for the last time.

This summer has been exceptionally hot with little precipitation. Even Dalian, where the sea breeze is blowing, is shrouded in the sweltering heat. Severe winters and dog days are the natural enemies of the elderly. No matter how well maintained, no matter how beautiful clothes and food are, they may be damaged in extreme weather.

Wu hadn't breathed yet, she was sweating profusely lying on the couch, breathing heavily. There is an ice basin in the house, someone is blowing a fan, the clothes and bamboo mats are the coolest, the house is the most ventilated and clean, and the medical officer is the best, but nothing can stop Wu Shi from sweating, as if her vitality is changing with her. Sweat flowed away.

Cao Song, who was over sixty years old, personally fed her adoptive mother medicine and fanned her, so that she could fall into a light sleep. However, the hot weather spoiled the old man's appetite. The amount of rice soup that Mr. Wu could drink became less and less every day. Two days ago, he could only drink water.

But it seems that no matter whether Cao Teng or Wu clan, they will be tortured before they die.

As the days go by, Mrs Wu also knows that she is lingering. Thirty years later, are you finally going to see Cao Jixing? She should have been rejoicing, but the desire for survival carved into her bones by the court life was like a poisonous snake, driving her to wake up on the couch every day.

On the last day, she opened her eyes and saw Cao Sheng standing in the backlight.

"What are you doing?" Mr. Wu opened his mouth and shouted, only making a weak voice, but his strength was still strong, "This year is going to be a severe drought, have you stored water? The price of grain is flat. Is there a shortage of food there? Geely has come to borrow it five times, and the messenger almost got into a fight with the food officer. There are so many things waiting for you to do, why do you come to see me, an immortal old man? The kindness of a woman!"

The summer wind blows Cao Sheng's clothes. She walked into the room step by step, the white socks stepping on the wooden floor so lightly that there was no sound. "Grandma is sober." She sighed, but there were no tears.

The hair is all white, and it's even about to fall out, but it still needs to be neat and not messy.

"You never told me what you want." Cao Sheng's tone was gentle, but she had been in the top position for too long, and no matter how gentle she was, she didn't have the kind of deference that juniors have to elders. , but like an emperor visiting an old minister.

Wu shi still faced the wall, she opened her mouth to speak, but coughed violently. Ah Sheng hurriedly went up to her back. Wu's body became very shriveled, and it was all ribs when he touched it. After drinking water, she stopped coughing and lay back on the couch, still ignoring Ah Sheng.

"I, ahem, I was in the palace when I was young. I was seven years old at that time," Wu shi raised her hand and made a comparison, "The female officer shattered Queen Yan's hairpin, For fear of being punished, they put the blame on the little palace maids... The little palace maids put the blame on each other, and finally fell on me. Twenty sticks, twenty sticks, I was beaten to pieces. It was Deng who was going to get forty sticks. The queen mother happened to see it, called to stop, and gave me medicine."

Asheng wiped the sweat from his grandmother's neck with a towel. "and then?"

"The queen mother made the decision and asked me to kowtow 20 heads to the queen while supporting my injury, which is considered to be worth the 20 sticks behind. Since then, I am grateful to the queen mother, and I am willing to be a cow and a horse. The queen mother Although she is a woman, but in the 16th year of her reign, she was able to control floods and droughts internally, and control Qiang chaos externally.

A Sheng put down the towel, picked up the fan and fanned slowly. "and then?"

, I want to be buried with Ji Xing."

Although Ah Sheng was puzzled, he put down the bamboo fan. "Grandson takes orders."

A Sheng didn't notice that when she left, Wu shi suddenly turned to look at her back, and a tear welled up in the corner of her eye. The teardrops reflected Cao Sheng's jet-black hair crown, which gradually overlapped with the majestic figure of the phoenix crown and Chinese dress in Wu's memory.

When you are about to die, maybe you can pick up the broken bones from the ashes of 80 years ago and dream wildly:

"Above the history, can my grandson be better than Empress Deng?"

In the seventh month of Xia, Ying’e of Cao Wu’s passed away in Dalian Port. Fifty cities in the four counties of Liaodong, Xuantu, Lelang, and Jilin lowered their flags at half-mast as a ceremony, and Fuyu, Juwo, Dongxianbei, etc., were dressed like ceremonies. In the same year, four canals were built to fight drought, and they were named Grandmother Canal.

The white army was stationed in every village and every county, while providing relief and mourning. It was not until the first autumn rain fell in mid-September that Liaodong ushered in the day of Wu's burial. The coffin made of nanmu was enclosed in a temporary underground palace with a size of 20 square meters. A thousand-character inscription two meters high was erected at the entrance of the tomb.

A Sheng knelt down behind Cao Song, kowtowed, and burned silk. And when she bowed down, officials and generals at all levels who were watching the ceremony did not dare to stand, and they all paid homage. As for the foreign missions under house arrest in Dalian, under the threat of swords, they did not dare not kneel.

Thousands of people cried together, and the scene was spectacular for a while. In contrast, the small underground palace and tombstone look shabby.

"My grandmother left a last word, and I want to be buried with my grandfather. But the Central Plains is turbulent, and the trip cannot be carried out for the time being. Just stop here and wait for the future." The white crowd said, "I will build a plum village on top of the underground palace for my father to live in filial piety. There are princes and grandsons of all ethnic groups who come to Dalian to study and can live together here."

As soon as these words came out, there was a commotion in the ranks of the envoy. After a while, someone came out, and the one who stood out was Prince Jane of Fuyu. Fuyu is the most sinicized group of foreigners. As a nobleman of Fuyu, Jian Juju speaks in standard Chinese: "Dare to ask Duke Hua, does this mean that you want me to send protons?"

Cao Sheng smiled and replied as if he was not asking: "I train the army, and I dare not be slack."

She took a step forward and said, "I don't dare to slack off when I rescue disasters and enrich the people."

She took another step: "I promote culture and education, and I don't dare to slack off."

She stared into the eyes of the young prince: "Is there something wrong with me that makes you think that Liaodong is not worth studying? Or, did I do something inappropriate to make you think I am not worth studying? Are your ambitions not big enough?!"

"Brush." ​​The guards clenched their weapons together, and the atmosphere was as tight as a bowstring pulled to its limit.

Jane Ju only felt that her back was covered in cold sweat, and her calves began to feel weak. "me…"

As for the more hot-tempered Xianbei embassy, ​​some young nobles were already blushing with anger, but because they were suppressed by their elders, they couldn't move.

A Sheng laughed at this time. "Take it easy, young man. No matter how unreasonable I am, I can't let you learn. Go back and tell your father and grandfather that I have no shortage of food, clothing, housing, and classics here. There are only a few students, so don't make it difficult for me. "

The tense atmosphere just now seemed to vanish in an instant.

"Don't dare, don't dare."

"Hey, out of the friendship of the neighbors, I mourn for my grandmother, and I will keep it in my heart. I have rice, wine, and scriptures here, which are all precious things that can be worshipped in temples. , talk about your feelings."

The messengers looked at each other and were also heartbroken by the sudden gentle wind and drizzle, so they had to bow again: "Thank you Lord Hua."

"Yes." Ah Sheng closed his eyes and nodded to the emcee.

The ceremonial officer hurriedly shouted: "After the ceremony, exit."

The mourning team of Bai Huahua left the cemetery one by one under the guidance of the army. .

Among them are Mrs. Sun Jian, Mrs. Wu and Zhou Yu.

Sun Ce insisted on wrapping a white towel around his head, he was Cao Zhen's fiance. And the deceased Mrs. Tai was really high in seniority.

"The second uncle Cao is so majestic." Sun Ce followed Cao Zhen to call the second uncle, and his face was still mostly excited, "Look at the little king of the Teng Fen clan, he is the king and hegemony in the Xianbei realm, here we are. In front of the second uncle, I don't even dare to put a fart."

Mrs. Wu hurriedly stopped her son: "You shut up. The Xianbei embassy has not gone far, so you are not afraid of enmity with others."

"Xianbei bandits have hatred." Sun Ce lowered his voice reluctantly, "I'm still afraid of him?"

Zhou Yu and Mrs. Wu exchanged a helpless look, and Sun Ce's straight temper may never change in his life.

"Bo Fu knows how to love the people, and secondly, loves the family, which is much better than ordinary people. Why should Madam criticize him?" Ah Sheng's voice suddenly sounded nearby.

Mrs. Wu felt agitated, turned around quickly, and saw Cao Sheng in linen mourning clothes walking towards this side. "Hua Gong." Mrs. Wu squatted down and saluted, "Hua Gong is in danger of the whole place, and he still wears the full moon of mourning. He is even filial."

A Sheng waved his hand, motioned for the three Suns to walk, and said, "If the etiquette is followed, I should mourning for my grandmother for a year. But I am not filial, and tomorrow I should go south to Qingzhou."

Zhou Yu hurriedly comforted: "In the past, Emperor Wen of the Han Dynasty restructured the system, changing the day and the month, and the emperor never served a funeral for more than a month. Now the world is in chaos, and even if the parents die, the princes in various places still go to war. Don't stop. Does this mean that everyone has no filial piety? No, it is because of the situation that they dare not step back a little."

This little clever will wink.

"Gong Jin does not have to be a taboo for the Venerable. My brother and I lost our mother when we were young, and my father was busy with business, so the grandmother was able to save it. It is entirely up to my grandmother to discern the direction and never make a mistake. For such a favor from her, it must be inappropriate for me to be completely courteous."

Mrs. Wu said in surprise: "Mrs. Tai lives in a recluse, and I don't want to be a hero in women's middle school."

A Sheng suddenly stopped, pressed the corner of his eye, and his tone returned to his usual calm: "A Zhen is in mourning in May, and the marriage will be postponed until next year. Wait until next summer, when Bo Fu's self-study school happens to be. After graduation, lead troops to Yanzhou."

Sun Ce's eyes suddenly lit up: "Second Uncle, will you give me back the old department?"

A Sheng glanced at Zhou Yu, who was equally excited: "Your hundred and ten soldiers are a little short. I have supplied you with four hundred horses from the three-year veterans, making up five Number of hundred. This is the starting point of the family, and what kind of life you can give Ah Zhen in the future depends on your ability."

"Second uncle, just take a look!" Sun Ce jumped three feet high, "I will not be worse than Lu Fengxian in the future."

Note [2]: In ancient times, the death of emperors, queens and empress dowagers was called "collapse". High-ranking officials, princes and concubines are called "dies". Mrs. Wu was the first lady of Feitinghou, and according to the rules of the Han Dynasty, it was counted as "death".

Note [3]: According to the setting, the original Goguryeo was renamed Jilin County in this year.