Cao Cao was in Diao Chan's room, until he finished dinner and watched Diao Chan lie down on the bed to rest, he did not leave, this whole afternoon, although there was no physical thing to do with Diao Chan, but Cao Cao still felt that the whole person's heart was very happy, a plain and warm feeling.

After leaving Diao Chan's room, Cao Cao walked towards his courtyard as if he were on the side of a walk, while watching the scenery that had not been polluted by the industry of later generations.

Winter is coming, at night, some cool wind is constantly blowing, the leaves are swaying with the wind, making a rustling sound, a bright crescent moon in the sky hangs high, the stars are dotted, such a scene, Cao Cao seems to understand when he is, why there are so many great poets and artists in ancient China, etc., the beautiful environment of ancient China is the most important, at least, at this moment, Cao Cao wants to compose poems or lyrics.

"Drink!"

Just as Cao Cao was thinking about whether to take advantage of the time when he was in some interest to make a poem or say the writings made by the original owner Cao Cao, a soft cheer from not far away interrupted Cao Cao.

Cao Cao frowned slightly, and walked in the direction where the voice came from, and what caught his eyes was a figure wearing a blue-purple power suit, holding a silver glittering long sword, and waving his figure vigorously.

"Ziheng?"

Cao Cao's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at himself in front of him, who was obviously only nine years old, but looked like he was twelve or thirteen years old, his long hair was simply tied into a ponytail, and the long sword in his hand danced with his heart, although he laughed: "Ziheng, let my father take a look, your recent martial arts have improved!" ”

Although Cao Cao has not personally gone to the battlefield in recent years, Cao Cao's martial arts are not weak, on the contrary, because Hua Tuo once said that martial arts are the way to strengthen the body, Cao Cao is more concerned about martial arts, not to mention that he can beat Dian Wei, Xu Chu, Xiahou Yuan, these fierce generals, but at least it is not weak, in Cao Cao himself came first, if it is according to the division of later games, how can there be seventy or eighty like this.

Pulling out the sword he carried, Cao Cao jumped forward, and the long sword in his hand swung towards Cao Pi, in the face of Cao Cao's sudden attack, Cao Pi returned to calm after a momentary panic in his eyes at the beginning, and the long sword in his hand also met Cao Cao's attack with discipline.

Under the crescent moon, the two silver swords collided with each other, making a loud crashing sound and the accompanying sparks.

Cao Cao and Cao Pi, a pair of father and son, finally ended with the long sword in Cao Pi's hand, Cao Cao won and ended, and threw the broken long sword into a plate, Cao Pi hugged his fists and bowed his head slightly: "Father's martial arts are superb, and the child admires." ”

"Haha, this is just the convenience of taking advantage of the Heavenly Sword for my father, I can't say anything, I put it in Ziheng, you are only young, but your martial arts are good."

Since his family knows his own affairs, if it weren't for the sharpness of the Heavenly Sword that cut off the long sword in Cao Pi's hand, it may be uncertain who the final winner of this competition will be, when Cao Cao's old face was slightly red, thinking of Cao Pi's martial arts, his heart was not only full of pride and joy.

"Father, in the eyes of the child, losing is losing, winning is winning, and the child's long sword is cut off by the father, which proves that the father has won."

"Haha, okay, let's not talk about it."

Cao Cao smiled and waved his hand, and he was a little helpless about Cao Pi's temperament, and inadvertently Cao Cao's eyes moved to the long sword that was still on the ground by Cao Pi, but Cao Pi's long-term personal sword: "Ziheng, this long sword is for the father to help you repair it for the people in the processing department when the time comes." ”

Cao Pi's gaze also moved to the long sword, and it was better to say that it was cold than to say that it was like an indifferent eye, and a light flashed: "No need, since it is useless, then I don't want to bother my father to fix it again." ”

"Ziheng you"

Cao Cao looked at Cao Pi with complicated eyes, when Cao Pi said that sentence just now, the indifference and indifference in those words, even Cao Cao had a momentary palpitation, you must know that in this era, a close-fitting sword is sometimes no different from a relative.

Even Cao Cao, a traverser of later generations, has been in this era for so long, and has been affected by it, he has some feelings for Yitian Sword, and if he was Cao Cao himself just now, Cao Cao may not guarantee that he can say this sentence so quickly and indifferently.

However, Cao Pi's character, Cao Cao can't say that he is bad, at least if some history has not changed, Cao Pi's character is not a good thing for him and even the entire Wei State in the future, the king is ruthless, not that the king thinks, but has to be so, as a king, you must look at things rationally, including feelings.

"Forget it, since you don't want it, then it's not much more to be a father."

With a wave of his hand, as if he had also temporarily waved away some of the troubles in his heart, Cao Cao put his hands behind his back, and after a moment of silence, he suddenly asked, "Why are you practicing martial arts again late at night?" ”

Cao Cao is really curious, how can Cao Pi still practice martial arts in this era, if he didn't think that he was in good health, and those annoying battles for the throne have not yet bred the soil, Cao Cao would have thought that Cao Pi was deliberate today, in order to leave and deepen a good impression on himself.

"Back to the father, after the child is the father and the king, as the prince of Wei, whether it is martial arts or literary talent, the child must be superior!"

Cao Pi, who said this, finally had some other reactions, and his indifferent tone was mixed with some pride, for this, Cao Cao did not object.

After all, Cao Pi is right, as the prince of Great Wei, Cao Pi must indeed have a certain palace background whether it is in martial arts or literary talent, otherwise, why did he become the prince of Wei, Cao Cao doesn't want his descendants to be useless fools.

Looking at Cao Pi in front of him, who didn't look much different from a teenager at all, Cao Cao suddenly had an idea in his heart, and said casually: "Ziheng, have you ever thought about going to the battlefield to experience it?" ”

As soon as the words came out, Cao Cao wanted to slap himself, no matter how mature Cao Pi looked, he was still a nine-year-old person, even in this era, being able to marry a wife and have children at the age of thirteen was considered an adult, but it was still too young.

It's just that there is no time for Cao Cao to regret it, when Cao Cao just said this, a shining light suddenly bloomed in Cao Pi's eyes, seeing Cao Pi's sudden change, the corners of Cao Cao's mouth twitched, and a not very good premonition rose in his heart. (To be continued.) )