The revival of the Han Dynasty must start with Dong Zhuo

Chapter 453 Volume Cao Cao...surrenders!

Cao Cao was lying on the couch at this moment and woke up slowly.

The headache caused it to suffer from excruciating pain, making it difficult for it to remain conscious.

Not to mention that thinking of Xiahou Dun and Guo Jia's words made Cao Cao feel a sharp pain deep in his mind.

That was more painful to him than losing the war.

The beliefs I have always held on to were shattered by the people closest to me.

Anyone who had been on the emperor's side, whether brothers or confidants, wives or children, chose to support the emperor unconditionally.

Cao Cao was puzzled.

Could it be that what I pursued when I was young is so meaningless and unattainable?
At this moment, Cao Cao, with his hair loose and a little dry due to overwork, looked to the side.

The two letters lay quietly beside Cao Cao's pillow.

Cao Cao put his hand on it, but the moment he touched it, he withdrew his arm, as if it was not a letter but an endless abyss.

But after thinking for a moment, Cao Cao reached out, took the two letters in his hands, opened the envelopes, and carefully took out the letters.

……

When Guo Jia heard the news that Cao Cao had woken up, he also hurried over.

When he saw Cao Cao reading a letter at the door, he did not go forward to disturb him, but quietly disappeared.

It was not until a long time later that Xiahou Dun's heavy footsteps startled Cao Cao and made him discover the two people standing at the door.

At this moment, Cao Cao saw the two people and gestured for them to come over.

"You two have been to Chang'an. Tell me, what is Chang'an like now?"

Guo Jia smiled bitterly and said, "I heard that Chang'an was newly built, but I don't know what Chang'an looks like now. Yuan Rang should tell me about it."

Chang'an...

When Xiahou Dun thought of the current capital of the Han Dynasty, he expressed his feelings for that city with a sigh.

"The grandeur of Chang'an cannot be described in words."

"Compared to Luoyang in the past?"

I don’t know Chang’an, but I always know Luoyang.

At the age of 20, Cao Cao was selected as a filial and incorrupt official, and later became the Northern Inspector of Luoyang, officially embarking on his official career.

The prosperous Luoyang of the past was the place Cao Cao wanted to return to but could never go back to.

"Luoyang?"

Xiahou Dun had naturally been to Luoyang when he was young, and knew how prosperous Luoyang was at that time.

The Zeng Palace was built in a winding path, and it was as steep as a hill without any pond.

He built the grand Wenchang Palace, which was the most magnificent building in the world.

It is like a towering mountain rising up, and it is like dark clouds hanging high.

Luoyang, which belongs only to their generation, will never be forgotten even after many years.

but……

"Chang'an is better."

Xiahou Dun's firm answer made Cao Cao a little surprised.

"Chang'an is indeed better."

Xiahou Dun was extremely confident.

"Chang'an today is more spacious than Luoyang in the past, but the palaces in the city are several times smaller than the North Palace in Luoyang in the past."

"The emperor even divided the already limited imperial palace into the Imperial City and the Palace City, and ordered the three provinces, six ministries, nine departments and five bureaus to move into the Palace City to work."

"The East and West Markets in Chang'an are several times wider than the Gold Market in Luoyang back then. There are probably tens of thousands of merchants inside!"

"In Chang'an, even the roads that ordinary people walk on are paved with blue bricks." "Not only in the city, but also outside the city, I heard that they will be paved with bricks and stones, all the way to Yunzhong in the north, all the way to the Western Regions in the west, and even to Luoyang in the east."

"The prosperity of the people in Chang'an is far beyond the reach of the people in Luoyang in the past."

"There, there is no need for people to put five-colored sticks in front of the government office to enforce the law, because all the people are familiar with the Jian'an Law and never break the law easily."

"There, there is no need to suppress the powerful to establish authority, because even the relatives of Dong Taishi who broke the law were punished by the emperor. Even the world-famous scholar Fu Wan wanted to seek an official position, but was still rejected by the emperor. He could only enter the officialdom through the imperial examination..."

"Meng De, Chang'an today is far better than Luoyang in the past!"

"Because Chang'an today no longer needs people like you and me!"

Xiahou Dun also advised again: "Meng De, if you really want to know which is better between Luoyang and Chang'an, why don't you go and see it with your own eyes?"

"If you die in a place like Xuzhou, you won't even be able to see Luoyang, let alone Chang'an, which is even further away."

Luoyang?

Cao Cao was stunned for a moment.

"Hasn't Luoyang been burned to ashes?"

"It has been built a long time ago! The emperor once issued an order to exempt the people of Luoyang from taxes for three years. Although Luoyang is not as prosperous as Chang'an today, it is far better than other cities!"

When it comes to Luoyang, Guo Jia has a lot to say!
Because that’s where he was captured by the Emperor!
Guo Jia also advised: "Mingsir! Now that the victory and defeat have been decided, why do you still have to do this?"

The outcome has been decided.

Not just military.

It is more about system and academics, as well as the Chang'an of today and the Luoyang of the past.

The big man that Cao Cao once hoped to return to has no chance of returning anymore!
Looking up to the sky and sighing.

There was a layer of mist in Cao Cao's eyes.

Want to buy osmanthus flowers but end up buying wine, it’s not like the youth’s travel…

"drop."

Cao Cao spat out the character from his throat as if he was coughing up phlegm.

Also extinguished were the illusion of Luoyang and the vision of the former Han Dynasty.

No one can go back to the past, not even Cao Cao!

The seventh year of Jian'an.

The third day of December.

Cao Cao ordered Xiahou Dun and Guo Jia to bring the imperial seal and letter of surrender to present to the emperor.

Afterwards, he tied his hands, carried the coffin and opened the gate of Pengcheng to express his surrender.

The emperor sent his attendant Sima Yi to untie Cao Cao's hands, and ordered the Minister of Works Zhuge Liang to burn the coffin and invite Cao Cao to have a chat in the tent.

Cao Pi came to Cao Cao leading a war horse with an embarrassed expression.

"Dad, hehe."

Cao Pi was just grinning foolishly, but suddenly he saw Cao Cao raise his arm.

Subconsciously covering his cheeks, his mouth continued to fire like pouring beans——

"Dad, that's not my fault! What can I do if you say we're in Chang'an? Mother, aunt, and those brothers and sisters, especially your favorite Zijian and Cangshu, as their elder brother, I have to protect them, right? Although Zijian is a little bit off track now... but at least he's still alive, right? And I didn't expect that I would see you alive again in my lifetime! No... I didn't expect that I would see you alive again in my lifetime! That's not right..."

Just when Cao Pi was so nervous that he was incoherent and was ready to be slapped in the face, he felt a weight on his shoulders.

Forehead?
Cao Cao did not slap him in the face as expected.

Instead, he put his hand on Cao Pi's shoulder.

"Thank you for your hard work over the past two years, Zihuan!"

In an instant, tears welled up in Cao Pi's eyes!

(End of this chapter)