Fall In Love with the Technology Tree

     Taking the slightly hot pottery bowl from the maid, Ah Sheng hesitated for a long time before deciding whether to sprinkle more amoxicillin powder into it. The only time she can do things is that she carries Jiang Tang from the entrance of the main courtyard of Meiyuan to the entrance of Cao Teng's ward, and the opportunity is fleeting.

    If only I could see my grandfather again.

    She knelt in the aisle between the inner room and the outer room, holding the powder pack tightly in her small hands. Because it was too tangled, Ah Sheng didn't notice that, at some point, all the servants in the aisle had left.

    A Sheng raised his right hand for the third time, then put it down. At this time, I heard Uncle Qing's voice: "Little Erlang, come in, don't waste the good medicine."

    A Sheng was shocked, and the powder package wrapped in white paper almost fell. She slightly restrained her expression before entering the dark inner room with the soup bowl. I haven't seen it for three days, and there is a faint smell of corruption in the room. It is not that there is real corruption, but some kind of spiritual depression and collapse. There are three braziers in the corners, which contain the ashes of the burning silk and bamboo slips.

    Grandfather was half lying on the innermost couch in the room. There were no lights around, and it was in the blind spot of the window, so his figure was very blurred, and he could only see the black outline.

    "Grandfather?" Ah Sheng took two steps forward, Luo Xing stepped on the mat and made a "bang bang" sound.

    "Your magic medicine is fine, Ah Poo...he was cured yesterday." Grandfather's voice became even more hoarse, but his tone remained calm.

    Apao is the name of the servant who was infected with the cold.

    The information revealed in this sentence made Ah Sheng's hair stand on end. She suddenly realized an important problem, no one saw her grandfather drinking **** soup and herbs!

    "Grandfather!"

    Cao Teng seemed to laugh, watching her laugh silently in the dark.

    "Grandfather!" Ah Sheng sniffled, and slowly knelt down and sat down on the spot, "Is it this way?"

    "Look," Cao Teng said to the only servant beside him, "I said, Ruyi is wise, and he knows ten."

    Qingbo did not speak, and stood by the couch.

    Tears welled up in Ah Sheng's eyes, but they didn't fall out even though he pressed down. "I thought that with my grandfather's wisdom, I could at least save myself."

    "I started from poverty, and I have made it from the palace to the present. No matter how self-restrained I serve the public, I will inevitably have some inferior means. How can I not leave a trace of hidden danger? After four dynasties, it's long enough Now, it's... time for reckoning..."

    "Even if the family is raided and annihilated, the family should face it together."

    "Hahaha...cough...cough...ha, don't say pranks."

    A Sheng stubbornly knelt on the spot.

    "I tell you, a month ago, Zhang Biao was promoted to Captain Sili. He had a feud with me, and he impeached the children of the Cao family as soon as he took office. I once sent people to ask for peace, but …”

    A Sheng stretched out his finger and stroked the name lightly: "Zhang Biao".

    "The general's sons and nephews are all leading troops in the camp on the outskirts of Beijing, and only the commander Sili is not under his control. Therefore, the general is eyeing the position of commander Sili. If I want to frame it Zhang Biao can also do it, but in this way, all the troops stationed in Beijing will have the surname Liang. Once there is a change, the saint will be in danger. If this is the case, my Cao family will be infamous for thousands of years."

    However, if the emperor used Zhang Biao's power to kill Liang Ji, then the Cao family would also be cold. Will Zhang Biao miss such an opportunity to avenge the revenge? Of course, they were trying to suppress them as members of the Liang Party. Maybe even the Cao clan in their hometown would be implicated. Ah Sheng couldn't help but swear in his heart, this copy is too difficult!

    I am afraid that Cao Teng also feels too difficult. His goal is to make the Cao family prosperous, whether it is long-term reputation or short-term preservation, both are indispensable. Passive exit is a dead end no matter how you go, so you can only exit actively.

    A Sheng closed his eyes, his back was straight, and a teardrop slid down his right cheek.

    Looking at her expression, Cao Teng knew that she understood, and she was both relieved and sad. "This, leave it to you." He let go, and a small yellow stone print fell on the ground, rolling around in a circle.

    It is Cao Teng's private seal. He uses this seal to communicate with only a few scholar friends.

    "It's not a deep friendship, but maybe I can ask for some favors. If I don't give it to Song, I'm afraid that he will ask too much, but it will not be beautiful." Cao Teng breathed hard here. With a strong tone, he continued to say firmly, "Chong Hao, you have seen it before; Zhao Dian is the son of San Gong, a famous family; Yu Fang is an apprentice of the famous minister Yang Zhen, although he is upright but not easy to get close to; Bian Shao, a famous scholar, is informal and knowledgeable. There is also Zhang Huan, who has attacked the Xiongnu a few times, and has always had a foundation in the north."

    A Sheng wiped away the damp marks on his cheeks with his sleeves: "Grandfather drink water and talk about it."

    Cao Teng lay down on his side and turned his back to her: "No, that's it. More...I'll leave Ah Qing to you..."

    She stiffened and walked outside.

    It's snowing.

    Fine snow particles fell from the gray sky, not like catkins, like salt. Winter in the late Han Dynasty was cold and ugly, not romantic at all. In other words, eunuchs like her can't see romance in the future, but can see romance, it is a daughter from a family like Xie Daoyun.

    The rhythmic sound of the clogs "crunching" on the snow seems to last until the end of time. Until, Ah Sheng saw her brother in front of the path.

    "Brother...grandfather...wow..."

    "Ah Sheng, don't cry, don't cry. Grandfather is sick, but he will get better."

    "No, grandfather..." Grandfather wanted to make father Ding worry.

    Because the corpse will receive condolences from court officials after death, Cao Teng has no way to use poison. He can only wait slowly in the cold winter and twelfth lunar month, waiting for the cold to ferment into an irreversible serious illness.

    This is a winter-long self-inflicted delay.

    At the end, Cao Teng was unable to speak and could only write his last words with pen and paper. The most inferior cooked hemp paper made by the other courtyard workshop is infiltrated with ink stains of different shades:

    "If you want to have a good death for an official, you must have courage, wisdom, and luck... If you get up from a cold, you lack fortune. Even if you have all means, you can only be a hawk and dog... The past can't be traced back, only hope that the descendants can Together with the wealthy family, no longer trampled by others...

    "...I know that you don't believe in ghosts and gods, and you advocate thin burials, but that's okay. But if you can achieve something, add a three-inch tree to comfort my selfishness..."[1]

    A Sheng hid in his room, read the crumpled paper in front of the candle, and read it again and again, until he was thoroughly familiar, put it into the brazier, and burned it with his own hands. Ah Sheng didn't even think about saving this unique letter in the space.

    Some memories are unforgettable and do not need to be reminded in black and white, just like some sorrows are heart-broken and do not need tears to tell.

    She knelt in the room and kowtowed deeply in the direction of her grandfather's bedroom.

 【1】

    The white funeral procession was like a move, and it took four hours to completely leave Luoyang.

    Asheng stood on the carriage, looking back at the city wall that was gradually receding in the flying snow, until the word "Luoyang" on the city gate merged into the gradually descending twilight.

    She doesn't feel cold.

    She didn't feel the warmth when Cao Cao wrapped felt around her.

    "Because we're too weak."

    "We are not gamers, we are just one of tens of thousands of victims of political struggle."

    She was shaking all over, her face was stiff from the slaps of snow particles, but she could not shed a single tear.

    Cao Cao quickly hugged his sister's crumbling body. "Asheng, it's getting late and the wind is blowing. Go to a sheltered place to make a fire."

    "No."

    "Asheng?"

    "Brother, stand with me for a while, we... send Luo Yang off."

    Cao Cao was silent for two seconds: "Okay."

    They were leaning on each other, looking to the rear of the convoy, even if it was dark and snowy, they couldn't see anything.

    "Asheng, we will be back."

    "Well. We'll be back." We'll come back here countless times, escape countless times and return countless times. We will be like weeds, discriminated against, implicated, and destroyed. But even after the fall of the Golden Crow in the Eastern Han Dynasty, we can still break out of Luoyang City again and again.

    Until, put it under your feet.

    On the 20th of the first month of the second year of Yanxi year, Cao Teng, Marquis of Feiting, died of illness in Luoyang. He resigned from office to keep filial piety to his uncle. On the permission.

    So far, only Cao Teng's brother, Cao Bao, the prefect of Yingchuan who has always been at odds with the Liang Party, is still in office.

    In July, Empress Liang died in the palace due to years of anger.

    In August, Liang Guiren's brother-in-law, Bing Zun, persuaded Liang Guiren's mother, Xuan, to be killed. The Xuan family was rescued by a neighbor, the **** Guo She, and was secretly sent to the palace.

    Afterwards, the emperor launched a coup d'etat with the help of five regular servants, and killed the Liang Party eunuchs with lightning speed, opening up the news channel from inside to outside the palace. Sili Colonel Zhang Biao led his troops to surround the Liang Mansion in accordance with the imperial decree.

    Liang Ji and his wife knew that they could not get away from their crimes, so they committed suicide in the mansion, destroying their clan. The new emperor of the Eastern Han Dynasty, who was newly in power, wanted to associate with the officials of the Zhongliang Party in the court, and the court hall was empty. The three princes were all demoted to commoners, and only Hu Guang was recruited again in the second year. The reason is unknown.

    Zhang Biao originally wanted to involve the Cao clan who kept filial piety at home, but due to the intercession of senior officials of anti-Liang faction such as Zhong Hao and Yu Fang, and people at that time thought that killing filial sons was against the harmony of heaven and superstitious The emperor let go of the gloomy Cao family, but Cao Song's Marquis of Feiting was taken away.

& nbsp; Cao Teng agreed to a thin burial, stating that the land will be lower than the upper limit he can have, and he will plant trees on his grave after his descendants become famous.

    Cao Sheng said that the three-meter-high seal, planting pine trees, is a regulation that can only be possessed by the emperor in the "Zhou Li".

    In fact, Cao Teng's tomb is highly regulated, and it is unknown whether it was rebuilt after Cao Wei established his country.