What Chen Qun was thinking was to spread out what his ministers thought to the emperor and use the power of many high sects to force the emperor to make the right choice. He really didn't expect Sima Yi to be so straightforward and violent!

Seeing Sima Yi's actions, Chen Qun was so scared that his legs became weak and he immediately fell to the ground.

Lu Yu, Gao Rou, Chen Jiao and others almost exclaimed, then subconsciously raised their hands and covered their mouths hard.

Under the pillow, Cao Pi's whimpering sound came from the whistle. His feet were pedaling hard, his hands were grabbing randomly, and his nails were slashing blood on the back of Sima Yi's hand, even lifting up flesh.

Sima Yi was so nervous that he didn't feel any pain at all. But his tears were still flowing, spreading through his thin face and falling on the soft pillow that he had firmly held.

At this time, he remembered the heroic spirit that Cao Gong could not look down on when he was in his early years; he remembered how sincere and ridiculous the young man in the facial features was when he was friends with Cao Pi and talked about literature and martial arts; he remembered that over the past few years, Cao Pi and himself repeatedly deduced the overall situation of the world again and again, trying to find the key point that could break the deadlock. Occasionally, he gained something, but then lamented, like destroying the lungs and livers.

Sima Yi felt as if his heart was so heartbroken, but his hands were not shaken at all. There was sorrow, sorrow, and even more violent murderous intent and hot blood, which was about to rush out of his forehead.

The management of one person, one family or even one clan is like climbing a thousand-foot cliff with bare hands. When competing for progress, it is full of energy, and no matter how difficult it is, it feels easy. But when retreating, the mind is distracted, and no matter how easy it is, it feels difficult.

Not to mention, it is even more difficult to keep your energy and spirit undamaged after retreating, and be ready to enter the next competition at any time.

Like the Cao family, it is more difficult than other clans. It is because they climbed to the end of the cliff and found that there was not the real peak, and there was only a dead end in front of them.

The Cao family naturally inevitably became furious, and naturally thought about exerting the power of the Cao family and their followers to make a grand and exciting and attention. But the Sima family was not willing. In the court in Yecheng, countless famous families, including the Chen family, Lu family, Xun family, etc., were unwilling to do so.

These clans only climbed halfway and still had the ability to retreat safely. In fact, they were just to accumulate energy and summarize the experience and lessons learned from this trip.

Even without the Great Wei, the Great Han still wanted to employ people. To stabilize Hebei and the Central Plains, cooperation with many high sects is always inevitable. In this way, countless clans have the possibility of climbing another peak.

The Chen family went from a humble family to a famous family, which lasted for three generations and a hundred years. It was even more difficult for Sima family to become a famous family of Confucianism because of their ancestors. After five generations, it was only after Sima Yi's generation that he was considered a brother and called Bada, and the dawn first appeared. Even if there were ups and downs in front of him, why give up the future because of this?

Even if the other road will be much more difficult, it is at least not a dead end. So you can face the difficulties, so what are the doubts? Generations each have their own responsibilities, and it is only necessary to continue working hard for generations.

After all, the only one who stands on the dead end is Cao.

In fact, that may not be a dead end, but Zihuan, Zihuan! Why do you have to be so strong?

Alas... let Zihuan die!

Sima Yi continued to press the soft pillow and shouted in a deep voice: "Zi Family!"

Lu Yu rolled and crawled to the front, and said in a crying voice: "Zhongda, I'm here!"

"The one who led troops to guard the Yecheng Palace today is the backbone general Guo Boji. If you go to see him now and tell him the truth about the situation here, he will know what to do!... Be careful on the way, go directly from Guangde Gate and go around to Tongquetai. Don't be hit by Pingyuan Wang and others!"

Lu Yu wiped his tears and stood up and said, "Abide by the order!"

He ran outside, pushed the hall door a little open, and flashed sideways.

"Ji Bi! Wen Hui!"

Chen Jiao and Gao Rou walked forward with sweating profusely, but they didn't dare to get close.

Sima Yi did not do much for himself and directly ordered: "Although Changwen was the minister of the rank of the minister, he was sad and could not write it. Your Majesty's will can only entrust two people to record it! Both of them are loyal and honest people, and they must be able to understand the emperor's intentions and follow the truth, right?"

The emperor was pressed under the pillow by you, and his hands and feet were moving around. Where did the will come from?

Gao Rou was still stunned, Chen Jiao pulled him suddenly and said repeatedly: "Yes! Yes!"

Sima Yi added: "It's important. Have you both understood the emperor's intentions?"

Chen Jiao gritted his teeth: "The emperor was sage and kind. If he had known that the people would be tired of the battle, and he could not eliminate the powerful enemy to save the danger, how could he allow Yuan Yuanzhao to suffer the consequences?"

"Go!" Sima Yi nodded: "Just record it truthfully!"

The two of them staggered to the back of the hall to find the pen and ink, then ran back and started the pen next to the brocade bed.

Sima Yi finally turned his attention to Chen Qun.

"Long article!"

Chen Qun was still slumped to the ground. Less than a foot in front of him, he was facing the emperor's hand scratching his hand. Seeing the emperor's thin hands, blue veins swelling up, and then slowly became weak, not as if he was struggling but twitching.

He sat stiffly all over, staring blankly. When he heard Sima Yi's call, he vaguely grabbed Sima Yi's calf and wanted to get up with the force. But his hands were not strong at all, but instead shook like a sieve.

He struggled several times and finally couldn't get up. He could only look up and cried, "Zhongda! You...you..."

Sima Yi pressed his hands on the soft pillow and said in a deep voice: "Longwen, I almost have no strength, come and help me."

"What?"

"I'm exhausted, please help me with Changwen!" Sima Yi shouted and then let go of his hands slightly.

Zhongda, you have been hanging in the army for a long time, so how could you lose this little effort!

How could Chen Qun not know what Sima Yi meant? But he could only cry miserably. With the sound of crying, he pounced on him and held the soft pillow with Sima Yi.

Both of them faced each other and both cried. Their four arms pressed against the soft pillow and did not let go after a long time.

Outside the hall, there were dense and rapid footsteps. Sima Yi immediately let go. Chen Qun held the soft pillow and thought blankly before throwing Yi to the other end of the brocade bed.

Then the hall gate was pushed open with a bang, and the central leader Zhu Shu led the Empress Guo and the King of Pingyuan, and rushed in in a hurry.

After running two steps, they saw Sima Yi and Chen Qun kneeling in dismay, with tears flowing on their faces. Chen Jiao and Gao Rou surrounded a temporary table next to them, and were stunned when they looked at a piece of ink-dripping silk on the table.

Empress Guo and King Pingyuan immediately started to cry.

Zhu Shuo stepped forward and looked at the emperor's hideous face. He felt that there was a ghostly aura in the room, which made people feel heartbroken.

He retreated two steps, helped the King of Pingyuan with all his might, and said sternly: "Since the crown prince is here, you can quickly promote the position of Emperor of Wei to avoid..."
Chapter completed!