Xudu, in the early morning, the whole city is waking up, and there are gradually more pedestrians on the street.
Suddenly there was a man riding a fast horse, galloping on the streets of Xudu.
Xudu was rebuilt after Luoyang. It's not that you can't ride a horse, but you're definitely not allowed to run like this.
In fourteen years, few people have dared to run so fast on the street.
But the man shouted while running: "Great victory in Jiaozhou! General Beifu defeated the Jiangdong bandits, killed Shi Xie, Wu Ju, and Cheng Pu, killed more than ten generals, and annihilated more than 70,000 enemies. All seven counties in Jiaozhou were attached, a great victory, a great victory." Win!"
This voice broke the tranquility in the city. Although he shouted quickly, the word "big victory" still reached everyone's ears.
After a while, the streets of Xudu were abuzz, and pedestrians on the road began to chat about what had just happened.
"Did you hear that? General Beifu won a great victory over Jiaozhou!"
"General Beifu? Is he the uneducated and ignorant general?"
The man's mouth was immediately covered.
"Be careful! I have long said that General Beifu would have made a name for himself without making a sound. Look, today's achievements are truly remarkable!"
However, the discussion about General Beifu was still in the minority among the public, and more people were still immersed in the excitement of the victory in Jiaozhou.
It has been the fourteenth year since this city was chosen as the new capital. During these fourteen years, there have been turbulent days outside, but no army has ever entered within a hundred miles of Xudu.
On the contrary, one battle report after another and one victory after another spread throughout this young capital from the mouths of those flying messengers.
Jizhou was defeated, Bingzhou was defeated, Liangzhou became a vassal, and Yizhou became a vassal. The fragmented territory of the empire was restored piece by piece, and the people living in Xudu gradually gained the confidence to look down on other cities.
This place is already the most stable and prosperous place in the world.
Every resident in the city is proud.
In the highest restaurant in Xudu, Xiahou Dun's son Xiahou Mao yawned. After listening to other people's comments for a while, he immediately broke into a cold sweat and woke up.
He found He Ang among the crowd of friends, pushed him and said, "Uncle Ping, get up. Did you hear that? Uncle has won a great victory in Jiaozhou!"
He Yan waved his hand and opened his eyes. The dark circles under his eyes were a bit weak, and he murmured: "Others say that he is like a horse, but I feel that if there is nothing in the world, he is nothing. Look, I'm right, right?" .”
Xia Houmao didn't expect He Yan to be so indifferent and said in surprise: "Did you expect that he could win?"
As a result, He Yan fell asleep again and ignored him.
Xiahou Mao was so angry that he hit several cases and cursed: "After taking a few doses of powder, do you really think you are an immortal? You are so stupid!"
After saying that, he abandoned He Yan and was about to leave. When he turned around, he was startled.
I saw Cao Wuzheng looking at him with a smile but not a smile.
The last time Cao Wu saw him, it was also in this wine shop. At that time, Cao Wujing rode up to the building, which made Xia Houmao both scared and admired.
"Uncle Bei..."
Xia Houmao quickly saluted.
The sleeping dandies around them were all in a daze at first, but when Xia Houmao called him "uncle", they were so frightened that they all got up.
Cao Wu glanced at it and said expressionlessly: "Name."
"Wha...what's the name?"
Xia Houmao reacted slowly, not knowing what Cao Wu wanted to ask, but there was someone behind him who responded quickly and answered directly: "Uncle, my nephew is named Xia Hou. My father is Xia Hou Miaocai, and my nephew ranks third."
"Quite clever."
Cao Wu nodded, thinking that he was Xia Houyuan's son, no wonder he was playing with Xia Houmao.
Xiahou praised Cao without a word of praise, and immediately said with joy, "My father often said, let me learn more from my uncle!"
Cao Wu looked over one by one, and the young men reported their names one by one.
"Jia Mu, my father Jia Wenhe."
"Xun Ji, my father Xun Gongda."
…
Several young men reported their names, and only the last two were left. One of them, whom Cao Cao had never seen before, was Cao Cao's adopted son He Yan, who was lying there. The other saw that it was his turn and said dullly: "Xun Yun, my father Xun Wenruo."
Cao Wu nodded, somewhat impressed by Xia Houmao, who was ignorant and unskilled.
Good guy, you have gathered all the children of the powerful people in the dynasty. No wonder Diao Chan, who is in charge of intelligence collection, suggested that he go to this restaurant to inquire about the situation before he returned to Xudu.
Now it seems that what Diao Chan said was true and he really came to the right place.
Cao Wu pursed his lips towards He Yan who was lying down. Xia Houmao and Xia Houcheng rushed to call him, but he was still sleeping soundly.
Xia Houmao looked at Cao Wu helplessly.
"Throw the wine on."
Xiahou Mao was startled by Cao Wu's words.
"Uncle, this...the Prime Minister loves Uncle Ping the most..."
He Yan is the grandson of the late General He Jin. After He Jin was killed by the eunuchs, He Yan's father was implicated. He Yan's orphans and widowers had nowhere to go. Based on the lofty ideal of caring for all the wives in the world, Cao Cao accepted their mother and son. And adopted He Yan as his adopted son.
In the same situation, there is Qin Lang, the son of Qin Yilu, the most useless person in the Three Kingdoms. Cao Cao's lofty ideals infected Qin Lang's mother and adopted Qin Lang as his adopted son.
However, compared to the rigid Qin Lang, He Yan showed his prodigy-like aptitude from an early age. He was able to read scriptures by the age of eleven or twelve, and was particularly good at prophecies and other theories. Cao Cao also liked reading, but sometimes he didn't understand the theory of prophecy, so he would ask his adopted son.
Looking at the entire Wei and Jin Dynasties, He Yan is ranked among the top metaphysicians and one of the founders of metaphysics in the Wei and Jin Dynasties.
Therefore, Xiahou Mao said that Cao Cao liked his adopted son, which was true. Putting aside the blood relationship, Cao Cao liked He Yan even more than Cao Pi, second only to Cao Chong and Cao Zhi.
"splash!"
Cao Wu said without hesitation.
Xia Houmao had seen Cao Wu's methods. On that day, Cao Wu fought against Ma Teng, the guard, but he never compromised. In the end, Ma Teng, who had been fighting all his life, gave in, and that was the story of how he forced the Sima family to rebel.
He gritted his teeth, poured a glass of wine, and threw it on He Yan's face.
He Yan groaned, his face was burning, and he had no choice but to open his eyes.
Cao Wudao: "Rub his face."
He Yan's face turned red and he hurriedly waved his hands and said: "No need to rub it, no need! I'll rub it myself!"
This behavior didn't look like a celebrity at all. He was in a hurry, for fear that if he was a step slow, someone would really rub his face.
All the dandies laughed loudly, knowing that He Yan was actually pretending to be asleep and deliberately showing that he was independent.
He Yan's face was already pale, even fairer than that of a woman, but when the wine was poured on him, he looked even whiter.
Cao Wu sneered: "I thought he was powdered, but it turns out he is really pale. Fu Fenhe Lang is well-deserved."
Everyone looked at each other in confusion, feeling that what Fu Fanhe Langzhi said was too apt, and they all pointed at He Yan and laughed.
He Yan was annoyed by the laughter, covered his face and said: "Uncle, don't bully me."
"I won't bully you, tell me, what are Cao Pi and Cao Zhi doing?"
Cao Wu said something so straightforward that He Yan was so frightened that he even forgot to cover his face and said quickly: "I really don't know!"
