Thinking that as soon as he closed his eyes and opened them again, he had been a man for two lifetimes, and the huge foundation he had built over decades of hard work and iron horses had all vanished. Even though Cao Cao had extraordinary courage, he couldn't help but feel disappointed.
He went to sit on the bed, closed his eyes, and said slowly: "I want to ask you a few things. If you are willing to tell the truth, why don't you let me go?"
Pan Jinlian was saved from a desperate situation, with hope bursting out of her eyes. She quickly knelt down beside his legs and said, "Master, please tell me. I dare not hide a word."
Cao Cao said: "In this world, is it the Wei Dynasty? Is the emperor's surname Cao?"
Pan Jinlian was stunned and said: "Now is the Song Dynasty, but the official family name is Zhao. There is the Liao Kingdom in the north, the Xixia Kingdom in the northwest, the Tubo Kingdom on the high mountains in the west, and the Dali Kingdom in the south. From then on, I have never heard of the Wei State."
Cao Cao sighed, unable to tell what he was feeling, and asked: "Have you ever heard of a person named...Cao Cao in ancient times?"
"Cao Cao?" Pan Jinlian blinked and said, "Is that Cao Cao in the play? I remember he was a white-faced traitor in ancient times."
"Treacherous minister?" Cao Cao smiled bitterly and shook his head in despair: "Then how long has Cao Cao been dead?"
Pan Jinlian shook his head blankly and guessed: "It must be hundreds or a thousand years, right?"
Cao Cao saw that she was not very knowledgeable, so he asked another question: "Since we are married wives, why do we have an affair with others and murder our husbands?"
Pan Jinlian lowered his head and did not dare to answer. Cao Cao said calmly: "Since I said I would spare you, I will forgive you. As a true man, I only promise to tell the truth."
Pan Jinlian heard that his tone was very different from usual. She took a peek and saw an ugly face that she was used to seeing. It had a completely different demeanor. It was majestic and free and easy. There was no trace of the wretched little family look of the past. She couldn't help but feel a pang in her heart. He jumped and cried: "If you have always been so majestic, how could the slave family dare to steal Han..."
She began to cry and talk about being a maid, because she was pestered by her master and refused to obey, so she told the mistress. The host had a grudge, so he found the most ungrateful Wu Da man in the county, and married Pan Jinlian to her without paying a penny. Pan Jinlian was very impressed when she saw that he was "short in stature, ugly in character, and not very romantic." Not on.
"Although the slave family is not a rich lady, they are quite pretty. They are all good at working and working girls. Why can they not marry as well as the slave family? However, the husband of the slave family is called 'three' by others." T-bone tree bark'? That's all. But you go out early in the morning to sell cooking cakes, go home at night, drink wine and then fall asleep. Firstly, you don't talk to your slaves about what's on your mind, and secondly, you don't have any intimacy with your slaves. What kind of couple are they?"
She burst into tears when she talked about the grievances she had suffered over the past few years.
Cao Cao listened in silence for a moment and said, "Do you have a mirror at home?"
Pan Jinlian didn't know what he was going to do, so she got up obediently and went to find a bronze mirror.
Cao Cao took it in his hand, took a look at his appearance, then lifted Pan Jinlian's chin, looked at it carefully, took a breath like a toothache, nodded and said: "With such an appearance, and a poor man, you are unwilling to accept it, but it's okay. Ordinary."
After speaking, he raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Since ancient times, a virtuous man has valued his mind rather than his appearance. Do you know that in the past, Cao Cao, the king of Wei, was also short and ugly. One time, the Huns sent an envoy to see him, and the king of Wei thought he The appearance is ugly and not worthy of the glory of a distant country..."
"Da Lang!" Pan Jinlian timidly interrupted him: "Um, what country are you from, I don't understand..."
Cao Cao was not angry and simply said in vernacular: "Even King Wei Cao Cao knew that he was short and ugly. He felt that being so short and ugly could not deter the Xiongnu, and he was afraid of being looked down upon by others."
"Yes, what should we do?" Wu Dalang had never told Pan Jinlian a story before, and the person in the story was generally short and ugly like him. Pan Jinlian felt that the Wei King's concerns were quite reasonable.
Cao Cao laughed and said: "The king of Wei had a minister named Cui Yan. He was a majestic, handsome, and resonant voice. He was a famous handsome man. The king of Wei asked Cui Yan to pretend to be him to receive the envoy, and he put on armor. , holding a long sword in his hand, dressed as an ordinary guard."
Pan Jinlian was entranced when she heard this: "Ah, no one has found out, right?"
Cao Cao smiled and shook his head: "I didn't see it through. Afterwards, the King of Wei sent someone to see the envoy and asked him what he thought. The envoy said that the King of Wei was graceful and elegant, and his demeanor was unmatched by ordinary people. But I saw the guard next to him, He is a true hero!”
Pan Jinlian said curiously: "This envoy has good eyesight. Will King Wei reward him heavily later?"
Cao Cao smiled coldly: "A person with such vision is certainly not an ordinary person. The Xiongnu are enemies, and such a person will be a disaster in the future, so... King Wei sent people to kill the envoy with a knife." "
Pan Jinlian trembled in fright: "Are you going to kill him? This King of Wei is so overbearing."
Cao Cao laughed loudly: "Back then, the world was in chaos. How could we bring peace to the world if we couldn't be domineering?"
Pan Jinlian saw him smiling so cheerfully and radiantly that he couldn't help but be impressed by his majesty. Then he frowned and said, "No wonder you are so domineering today. Do you want to imitate the King of Wei? Hey, no, such a wonderful story. , Even if you, you, heard it from someone, you wouldn’t be able to relay it so clearly, Dalang, you, you seem to be a different person.”
Cao Cao glanced at her sideways, thinking that this little woman was quite perceptive, and smiled slightly: "There is no need to hide it from Wu Da and you as a couple. Wu Da was originally the reincarnation of King Wei, but he has always been confused. But today you are going to kill him." Me, it woke up my true spirit and reminded me of what happened in my previous life. In my previous life, my surname was Cao, my given name was Cao, and my given name was Mengde!"
Pan Jinlian was so frightened that she fell to the ground, in disbelief: "Da Lang, are you crazy? How could you be that Cao Cao?"
Cao Cao ignored it, picked up the mirror and looked at it again: "Haha, Cao was a hero in his life, but he didn't expect that he lost his true heart in reincarnation, and was called 'Three-inch Dinggu Tree Bark'?"
After saying this, he shook his head repeatedly, feeling deeply ashamed.
Pan Jinlian shook her head in confusion: "Impossible, how could such a strange thing happen..."
"Don't you believe it?" Cao Cao seemed to be sighing at Wu Dalang's downfall and shame, but in fact he was in a good mood: after all, he was already dead, and being able to awaken his memory and live another life was nothing.
And although this body is not majestic or good-looking, it is young and strong. It seems that he is only in his twenties. His memory is stuck at the moment of death, which is like being rejuvenated.
In such an excited mood, when I looked at Pan Jinlian's delicate appearance, I couldn't help but twitch my index finger, and laughed and said: "If you don't believe it, I have a way to make you believe it..."
He stretched out his hand and pulled Pan Jinlian onto the couch.
The curtain was drawn down to cover the scene on the couch, but it could not cover the sound:
"Da Lang, what are you doing? You are not well yet..."
"Bah, where did you learn this trick..."
"I believe it, I believe you..."
"Your Majesty, please spare my life..."
Before I knew it, it was already the fifth watch.
Downstairs, Ximen Qing came as promised. He originally wanted to take care of the aftermath of Wu Da's death, but now he could only look at each other in confusion with Wang Po: "Could it be that the little lady was poisoned and Wu Da found out that she was being beaten? But Wu Da was seriously injured and was about to die. Why?" Do you have the strength to hit her?"
Mrs. Wang squatted beside the door with weak legs: "Sir, don't say anything, I've been listening here for a whole hour. I'm afraid the little lady is going to get a stick for making such a move."
