Otherworldly Merchant

Chapter 813: The Story of Cao Chong

In the end, I decided to let Cao Chong himself plead for the forgiveness of the Mo family. Cao Cao and I could observe in the dark, but could not appear. We had to carefully influence the will of others.

After all, Cao Chung is a child. Before, he became untamed after being blindfolded by hatred. Now, after being scolded by Cao Cao, he became a gentleman. When he thought about chopping Joy's mother to death and turning Joy's brother into a cripple, he felt guilty and had no face to apologize.

Fortunately, Mr. Mo was thoughtful, saw my thoughts, and took the initiative to pull Cao in. But he only promised that he would stop hating Cao Chong, but he didn't guarantee that the children had any other ideas?

I used Xuan Guang to show a scene of the next room in the void and stare at it with Cao Cao.

After the three children saw Cao Chong, their faces became frightened and their bodies curled together. It wasn't until Boss Mo said that Cao Chong was here to apologize that the three children relaxed a little.

Joy first adapted, pointing to Cao Chong Wuqing's skin, and asked carefully: “What happened to your skin? ”

Cao Chong thought about it for a long time before slowly telling the story of a thousand years of dust.

Cao Chong, the youngest son of Cao Cao, has been smart and clever since childhood. He has done something shocking to the wilderness since he was less than 10 years old: the image!

At that time, Dong Wu sent an elephant. Cao Cao wanted to know the weight of the elephant, so he came to test the clerics under his hand.

But the elephants are huge, and the clerics can't even figure it out if they want to break their heads.

Cao Chung suggested: Place the elephant on the big boat, mark the area of the submerged hull, weigh the same stone, and compare the two.

Cao Cao was very happy and immediately implemented this method. He knew the weight of the elephant.

Since then, Cao Chong's famous story, coupled with Cao Cao's love for Lady Huan, many ministers want to elect Cao Chong as the Prince, even Cao Cao himself has generated this idea.

But Cao Chong's spring breeze made Cao feel the crisis!

In fact, in Cao Zheng's heart, Cao Zhong is not only a brother but also an idol. After all, he followed his father in battle on the sand field at a young age and repeatedly set up military merit.

Cao Chong fantasized that when he grew up, he could fight for his father like a brother.

Ten years after Jian 'an, Cao Chung had his own plotter, the prodigy Zhou Yuanzhi. The two of them were hanging out together all day long. After joking and laughing, they were able to analyze the head of the military affairs. This made Cao Xiao feel threatened!

Thirteen years of Jian 'an, Cao Chong will never forget that day!

He specially bought a beautiful gift to celebrate his brother Cao's birthday, but who knew Cao Cao put highly poisonous rat poison in the sugar water that Cao Chung drank.

Cao Chong always remembered the pain of breaking his liver and intestines after drinking that cup of sugar water. At that time, Cao Cao led the army. The whole of Xu was at the mercy of Cao Xiao. Let Mrs. Huan pray, Cao Xiao had no soft heart.

Watching her mother cry and faint, Cao Chong gradually ran out of strength. She had to spit blood in her mouth until her breath broke!

“Kurashu, don't blame your brother for being harsh, blame you for being too smart.” Cao looked coldly at the bodies on the ground and said.

Cao Zheng's heart was grieved. He didn't know why he worshipped his brother so cruelly. Is the position of power really more important than kinship?

Over time, Cao Chong saw his mother's death with his own eyes, saw Sang Cao Shi after writing a seven-step poem and was banished, saw Fourth Brother Cao Chang taken away from the military power and died of melancholy, and saw his sister-in-law Zhen Zhen with hatred!

Brother San is right, boiled beans burning beans, beans crying in the cauldron, Ben is from the same roots, frying is too urgent!

Cao Chong claims to be the most glorious moment of his life, and the peach wood on it can nourish its soul. Cao Chong resides on it. He has been running with the river water for thousands of years, and somehow came to Yunnan.

So when the small merchant sold the peach wood to make the peach wood sword, it saw that the joyful brothers were so harmonious and loving, jealous, and the effect of hatred led to such a tragedy.

The children of the Mo family cried after hearing Cao Chong's story, even Cao Cao next to me cried.

Mo's family was generous and soon decided to stop remembering Cao Chong, just begging if I could help the children's mother to return the sun?

Indeed, those who die unjustly can return to their souls, but Lady Moo ran around immediately after her death, and her soul was incomplete and could not be recalled, and I could only shake my head with regret.

“Master, if you move the flowers, can you bring Mrs. Moore back?” I just finished, Cao Zhao suddenly asked.

I stunned, looked at it, looked at Cao Cao again.

Cao Cao also stunned, but when he saw me, he just waved his hand to show that he didn't care.

“Have you thought about it?” I asked heartbroken.

Cao Chong wanted to reshape Lady Mu's soul with her own soul. To put it in vain is to exchange life between ghosts. In this way, Lady Mu is likely to be reborn, but Cao Chong will definitely be abandoned...

Cao Cao did not express an opinion, it was actually a disguised rejection, I think it is a bit cruel. But Cao Chong insisted repeatedly, and I had to bite my teeth to agree to it.

I wrote an article to the effect that Cao Chong's birth was terrible. Recently, after doing something wrong, he regretted it very much. He also received the understanding of his family. Now, Cao Chong wants to sacrifice himself to save those killed by it, hoping to obtain the permission of Wang Luo.

After writing, I asked the Mu family to sign their names as witnesses, and immediately wrote down the birthday of Mrs. Mu and Cao Chong with a pen.

Then I set the altar, burned incense lights, and prayed to heaven with the spell.

Gradually, clouds began to appear in the sky above us, followed by thunderbolts. I got more nervous and quickly recited the spell, but I didn't expect a click of a stuffy thunder to smash it down and put out all the candles on the courtyard!

This means that Cao Chong shouldn't have broken his soul today. It also means that Mrs. Mu's life has come to an end. King Yan Luo disagrees. I can only regret to let the Mu family prepare for the aftermath.

That's a lot of things. If we don't do what we want, reality will never change because of our expectations!

After all, Mrs. Mu is dead, and from this day on I have an extraordinarily intelligent little boy, the Mu family still owns the Inn at the Prime Minister.

Their families are so kind, there will be good rewards in the future, but Cao Chong stayed with me for a while, and I always suspected that my IQ was poor. To be honest, it wasn't completely tamed yet, so I threw it in the T-shirt man's care.

After handling this matter, I am going to call Yin Xinyue to go on a tour. Who knows that after her last play killed Qing, she started shooting a new drama, which is also a small model of labor. However, her new drama is quite interesting, it is to re-shoot that touching "Unrelated Brothers" TV show.

The play tells the story of a couple treating their adopted children equally with their biological sons, while the two brothers, knowing that they were not close, were better than their brothers.

This contrasts with Cao's attitude towards his brothers.

In recent years, there has been a constant outbreak of hand-to-foot stories on the Internet, making people feel a little sad after being funny.

Which of those fellow fuckers isn't for profit or money?

Leaving your hands open for these two things, even brutally killing your own brothers and sisters!

Do you think the better a man lives, the less he feels? Will Cao Chong's tragedy be repeated?

Is the seven-step poem not enough to alert the world?

Cooking beans burning beans, beans crying in the cauldron, from the same roots, frying is too urgent.