"Zhongda really has a brilliant plan, now that Brother Zhi has broken into Sima Men and violated the Great Han Etiquette Law, this matter is very important, even my father cannot be indifferent."

Cao Pi was alone in the room and couldn't help laughing.

"Zijian, Zijian, you really didn't disappoint me, in this way, you will not die, and you will not want to sit on the position of the son of this world."

"What else would you do besides chanting and painting?"

The more Cao Pi thought about it, the happier he felt, and now there was one less opponent.

It's just that the only thing that makes him a little entangled is how to deal with Cao Zhi.

If the hand is too heavy, then the father will definitely be disgusted, and it will definitely not work.

If you miss this opportunity, then there will be no such good opportunity in the future.

Now he has only one last opponent left, and the most threatening opponent: Cao Chong.

"Report, Gongzi, General Zhao Yun from Mr. Zhuge is here."

While Cao Pi was pondering, suddenly someone was already coming in a hurry.

"Let him in."

Cao Pi just paused, and then quickly spoke.

"No, I'll go in person." Cao Pi got up and stopped the subordinate.

In any case, Zhao Yun is also Zhuge Qiu's person, and if he can get his support, it will be a good thing.

"General Zilong is here, and he is not welcome in the future, please don't be surprised by the army."

Cao Pi came to Zhao Yun very enthusiastically, and his posture was even lowered.

"Cao Pigongzi said heavily, Zilong came today just to send a poem to Gongzi on behalf of his husband."

Zhao Yun didn't expect Cao Pi to make this gesture at first, but when he thought of what Cao Pi did during the disaster relief in Jingzhou, he suddenly lost his good feelings.

He also knew that Cao Pi's purpose in doing this was just to win over himself.

"Send poetry?" Cao Pi looked like he hadn't heard it wrong.

He also thought that Zhuge Qiu had come to let Zhao Yun say about Cao Zhi, but he didn't expect to come to send poetry.

Two big old men, what to do with poetry.

He is not Cao Zhi, and he has nothing else to do except drink and write poetry.

Drink drunk, and it's kind to say that poetry is prosperous.

"Good." Zhao Yun nodded, he was not surprised by Cao Pi's reaction, at first, he thought that he had heard wrong.

"Then thank you sir." Although Cao Pi was disdainful in his heart, he still did enough on face.

After Cao Pi opened it, he glanced at it, and he was directly stunned, and couldn't help whispering:

"Boiled beans burn beans, soy sauce for juice, boil under the kettle, beans cry in the kettle, originally the same root, why is it too urgent to fry each other?"

"Sir, he knows all about it?"

Cao Pi's whole eyes couldn't help but turn red, and his heart began to doubt.

Did you really do something wrong?

But isn't this power struggle so cruel?

After a while, Cao Pi sighed, "Please tell Mr. Jun, Cao Pi understands what he means."

Zhao Yun answered, and then left directly, since it had been communicated, then his task was completed.

This Cao Pi can be moved by this poem, which also shows that he still has a conscience.

After Zhao Yun left, Cao Pi stood alone for a long time before finally ordering, "Go to the prison." In

the prison, Cao Zhi completely sobered up at this time.

Although Cao Zhi was obsessed with poetry and painting, his talent was not bad.

Thinking of yesterday's events, I immediately understood.

"Brother, why are you hurting me?"

When he saw Cao Pi, Cao Zhi's face was full of incredulous questioning.

How good their brothers used to be, now they really calculate each other.

"I just came to release you."

Cao Pi looked at Cao Zhi, was silent for a while, and then said very indifferently.

"Release me?" Cao Zhi sneered, a little unbelieving, "If it weren't for my brother's blessing, why would I be here, and you would let me go?"

"Actually, I don't want to, but Mr. Zhuge gave me a poem."

Cao Pi knew that Cao Zhi had already guessed that this was related to him, so it was so.

"Poems?" Cao Zhi asked subconsciously.

Cao Pi laughed, and he knew that poetry could interest Cao Zhi, even in prison.

"Boiled beans burn beans, soy sauce for juice. Moe burns under the kettle, and the beans cry in the kettle. Originally born from the same root, why is it too urgent to fry each other!

After Cao Zhi listened, the whole person froze.

This poem, used in the current scene, can be said to be very appropriate.

"It's still my husband who understands me, such a good poem, only my husband wrote it."

"This poem is literally written in my heart, and I even have a feeling that this poem is as if I wrote it myself, expressing my emotions very thoroughly."

Cao Zhi looked at Cao Pi and couldn't help but speak, this feeling is very strange, but it is very real.

"Come out."

After Cao Pi finished speaking, he turned and left.

Cao Zhi did not hesitate, he now understood Cao Pi's mood.

Cao Zhi did not go home, but immediately went to find Zhuge Qiu.

And what happened in the prison was naturally soon known by people with intentions.

After Cao Cao found out, he was also very emotional, "Shouyi a poem will save my Cao family from a brotherly dispute."

"It's also gratifying that Pi'er woke up in time."

Cao Cao knew that it was time to appear on his own now.

Liu Xie and the family will definitely make a fuss about this matter.

As long as it wasn't for his sons and brothers, he didn't care at all.

"It came out so soon, it seems that you have not suffered ah."

Zhuge Qiu saw that although Cao Zhi was a little embarrassed, he didn't look like he was suffering, and immediately laughed.

"Since it came out, I quickly gave the wine money."

"Sir." When Cao Zhi heard this, he was like an eggplant beaten by frost.

He originally came to discuss poetry, but Zhuge Qiu's words turned into a transaction.

"The wine money was given, everything was easy to say."

As if he couldn't see Cao Zhi being hit, Zhuge Qiu added again.

"Sir, I will give the wine money when I go back, I just want to know why Sir wrote this poem so well and wrote it in my heart."

Cao Zhi looked at Zhuge Qiu and said very solemnly.

"Ok, okay." When Cao Zhi said this, Zhuge Qiu was also a little embarrassed.

"Sir, does this poem have a name?"

Cao Zhi felt that Zhuge Qiu must be modest, and quickly asked.

"Seven-step poem."

"Seven-step poem?" Cao Zhi was stunned for a moment: "Sir, did you take seven steps to become this poem?"

"Sir's talent, Cao Zhi five bodies to the ground, in the future, Mr. will be my confidant."

Cao Zhi looked at Zhuge Qiu and said solemnly.

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