Sima Yi walked in, took off his crown and shouldered it, handed it to Zhang Chunhua who was greeting him, took off his official uniform, put on a regular household clothes, and sat down by the window.

"Where is Ziyuan?"

"I'm still practicing martial arts in the backyard."

"It will take three feet of ice to freeze for a day, so he should not practice too hard, which will damage his qi and blood."

Zhang Chunhua sat down opposite him and handed a glass of hot wine. "You go and tell him yourself, I can't speak."

Sima Yi took the wine and took a sip. The warm and sweet wine slid down his throat, bringing an indescribable sense of satisfaction.

"Your Majesty wants me to go to Youzhou."

"Isn't Wu Qiu Jian in Youzhou?"

Sima Yi looked out the window and was silent for a moment. "Your Majesty may make a big move on Liaodong. He doesn't want to pretend to be a royal family, but he is worried about Wu Qiu Jian. I want to help him."

“Is it assistance or surveillance?”

"It's possible." Sima Yi glanced at Zhang Chunhua with appreciation. The wife was as clever as she used to be, and she suddenly heard the implication. Unfortunately, she was a woman, otherwise she would be a great man of a generation.

"I want to bring Ziyuan with me."

Zhang Chunhua thought for a while. "It's good to go out for a walk, so as not to be looked down upon in Luoyang. But don't let him meet Cao Miao, the madman, and the man close to the Mo is black. I think he has been a little crazy recently."

"What's wrong with Hei who is close to the ink? If he can really be like Cao Miao, I will not be able to ask for it. Unfortunately..."

Sima Yi sighed softly and drank the wine in the glass with an indescribable melancholy.

Zhang Chunhua picked up the wine pot, added a glass of wine to Sima Yi, and said, "What a pity? Didn't he be a son-in-law?"

Sima Yi glanced at Zhang Chunhua and shook his head. "I regretted delaying my third brother."

Speaking of Sima Fu, Zhang Chunhua also sighed. Under Sima Yi's implicated, Sima Fu was still farming in Guanzhong, and he didn't know when he would be transferred back to Luoyang. Under Cao Zhi's nose, Sima Fu was a man with his tail between his legs and did not dare to be careless.

When Sima Fu entered the officialdom, he was Cao Zhi's literary agent, which was considered a arrangement for Sima's two sides to bet. Later, seeing that Cao Zhi was not strong in his will to seize the inheritance, Sima Fu appeared as a straight minister and repeatedly advised him directly in person, which made Cao Zhi unable to get out of the way. Not only did he win a good reputation, but he also laid the groundwork for his transfer to Cao Pi's camp and turned around smoothly.

But who would have thought that Cao Zhi would rekindle?

In this case, Sima Fu's life can be imagined.

"This time I go to Youzhou, I really may meet Cao Miao." Sima Yi thought for a while. "I think I should bring Aguo with me."

Zhang Chunhua's face was slightly cold. "Do you still want to marry her to Cao Miao?"

"Cao Miao has no regrets about marriage. Even if he doesn't mean to marry Aguo, it's always a chance to have this relationship."

Zhang Chunhua was furious and raised his hand to knock over the wine glass in Sima Yi's hand. The wine sprinkled on Sima Yi. "You old dog, so confused. Cao Miao is a disaster spirit. He has already harmed Ziyuan. Do you want to send Aguo into the fire pit?"

Sima Yi smiled bitterly, picked up the wine glass, looked at the remaining wine in the glass, and said, "Don't worry, it's a pity for this good wine." He drank it all, and then said, "The emperor suddenly took such a care in Liaodong, which may have a lot to do with the rumors. Think about it, if the emperor is really from the Yuan family's blood, who is most likely to take over after he abdicated?"

"No matter who takes the position, it's not the turn of that lunatic."

"You are wrong." Sima Yi shook his head. "He is the one who is most likely to take the position."

Zhang Chunhua was stunned, stared at Sima Yi for a long time, and couldn't help laughing out loud. "The Cao family has really ended for three generations."

"I don't know if the Cao family will end in three generations. But if Cao Miao really ascended the throne and my family regrets getting married first, what consequences do you think will be?"

Zhang Chunhua's face changed slightly, and she didn't say anything for a while. With her intelligence, she naturally knew that Sima Yi's words were true.

"Of course, this is just a guess. Even if the emperor is really from Yuan's bloodline, Cao Miao cannot find evidence, so he will not be able to do so. Such an important thing cannot be handed over to others, but to his old minister of the Eastern Palace. Wu Qiu Jian was too young and had no choice but to think of me."

Sima Yi looked at his hand and laughed silently. "Unexpectedly, this opportunity fell in my hand again. Do you think this is God's will?"

Zhang Chunhua suddenly realized, glared at Sima Yi, laughed, with a little teasing.

"Then you can seize this opportunity and stop playing. I don't want you to be promoted to Taifu."

"Don't take off your anger, you will be a perfect mistake. This kind of mistake is enough for one time, and I won't make a second time." Sima Yi laughed and said, "When it comes to the Grand Tutor, is there any news recently?"

Zhang Chunhua shook his head. "It's probably just these few days. Mrs. Zhang sent a message and said that the situation was not very good."

Sima Yi smiled. "No wonder. Zhong Yuanchang played with eagles all his life, but was pecked by a chick in the eye. How could he swallow this tone?" He paused and said, "What did Mrs. Zhang say? Still want to catch a relative?"

Zhang Chunhua nodded. Zhong Yao's second wife Zhang Changpu was from Taiyuan. She was born in an ordinary family, but she was very good at coaxing people. She was deeply favored by Zhong Yao and even squeezed out his wife Sun. Zhong Yao continued to marry Jia, but Jia was unable to give birth to one son and half daughter. After Mrs. Zhang gave birth to a son Zhong Hui for Zhong Yao, she squeezed out Jia and was converted to a wife by Zhong Yao.

Of course, this kind of incident was strongly opposed by the Sun and Jia family, which made a very unpleasant deal with this, and it also had a significant impact on Zhong Yao's reputation.

Zhong Yao was about to die, but Zhong Hui was not yet aged. Mrs. Zhang knew it was not easy to gain a foothold in Zhong, and she wanted to use external forces. Sima Yi became one of the goals. Zhang Changpu wanted to meet with her relatives on the grounds of the same surname. She had sent people to talk to her several times, but she did not agree.

She is Sima Yi's wife. If she stands aside with someone like Zhang Changpu, will Sima Yi replace her wife with a favored concubine in the future?

Taking a concubine as a wife violates Confucian etiquette. She naturally refused to leave a bad reputation for people like Zhang Changpu and may endanger her own interests.

"The things that Zhong Yao did back then may be liquidated in the future. It is better to stay away from them at this time. I will set off as soon as possible so that he will not die and I have to attend the funeral."

Zhang Chunhua nodded. "Since that's the case, don't hesitate. You can take your son with you. He is not young anymore. He should go through some battlefields and know the difficulties of his career, so as not to become a playboy in the future."

Sima Yi responded and looked at Zhang Chunhua with satisfaction. He had known for a long time that Zhang Chunhua would definitely make the wisest choice.

"After I leave, you go to the third brother's mansion and ask your wife to write to the third brother, so that he can choose the opportunity to ease his relationship with King Junyi. Don't get too close, but don't make people feel too accustomed to avoid turning around in the future."

"I understand." Zhang Chunhua responded.
Chapter completed!