That night, after the emperor went to bed, Cao Cao invited everyone in a temporary tent.

"The so-called enemies should be resolved rather than be formed. You two, one is my best friend for many years, and the other is my beloved nephew who has saved my life. After all these things, they have completely misunderstood. Please take the blame for Cao's face and kill this wine and smile to eliminate grudges."

Boss Cao picked up the wine cup, paced between Zhang Miao and Xiahou An's seats, and became a peacemaker with a grand atmosphere.

Zhang Miao looked down at the copper cup full of wine on the table in front of him. He had not moved for a long time and could not kill Xiahou An to avenge his son. He felt unwilling.

Xiahou An was also frustrated. The future troubles were not eliminated. He broke his promise in public, which was a loss of fame and fortune. The only thing worthy of gratitude was to save this life.

Since Uncle Cao intends to make peace, he still has to give this little face.

Zhang Miao couldn't stand it, so Xiahou An took the initiative to pick up the wine cup and greeted Zhang Miao who was sitting opposite him: "Mr. Zhang, I have offended you so much today, please forgive me."

Xiahou An took the initiative to lower his head. Zhang Miao raised the wine cup with Cao Cao's constant gaze and slept symbolically.

Xiahou An drank it all in one go.

Seeing this, Cao Cao laughed and said, "That's right! From now on, we will write off the grudges of the past. In the future, we will work together to promote the Han Dynasty!"

Afterwards, Cao Cao respected Wei Yue again, thanked him for his guards along the way, and also respected Xu Rong, saying that he was very impressed by his military excellence. Later, he respected the army who lived below Zhang Miao, and his tone was touching and true: "Mr. Gongtai, Chenggao has not seen each other for two years, and I miss you very much."

Hearing this, the army did not get up and chat with Cao Cao, but drank it alone. A trace of remembrance flashed in his eyes, but was quickly replaced by indifference. Although Cao Cao had the posture of a hero, he was cruel and ruthless and killed innocent people indiscriminately, and was not the wise ruler he had found.

He couldn't overcome the hurdle in his heart.

Xiahou An, who lived opposite him, was very surprised. This guy was actually Chen Gong!

Chen Gong, whose courtesy name is Gongtai.

Historical books say that he is upright and resourceful. He first assisted Cao Cao, and then rebelled Cao and returned to Lu, helping Lu Bu to seize Yan and Xu, and became a hero in one place.

Zhang Miao was not trapped, and thought that he was just seeing through it for Chen Gong.

In this way, everything makes sense.

"Brother, didn't you say you died? Why did you live again? You don't know how sad I was. At that time, I wanted to kill into Chang'an City to avenge you, but I was tied to a pillar by Yuan Rang's uncle. I didn't let me eat for three days..." Xiahou Jie was grieved.

"You stupid bag!"

Xiahou An laughed and scolded, but was very moved.

Then, he asked about the other little brothers' condition.

Xiahou En said that shortly after Xiahou An left, everyone dispersed. Some of them were trained in the army, and some worked in counties and townships. In short, they were all pretty good...

Only he and Xiahou Jie were able to follow Cao Cao and gain knowledge because of the Xiahou family.

"Brother, let's talk about your story in Chang'an City, it must be very exciting!"

Xiahou Jie, who was so chewed that he was so oily that he sucked his fingers and looked at the elder brother without turning his eyes, as if a child was listening to a story, full of expectations.

These words evoke Xiahou An's memories.

From the first time I came to Chang'an to meet Cai Yong, to the time I became a disciple of Huangfu, I was favored by Dong Zhuo, and then fought with Li Ru's wits and courage, and finally turned the tide and broke out of Chang'an.

Thinking about it now, Xiahou An couldn't help but sigh.

It's like a fish in water, but it's a life of death.

…………

After the banquet, they will return their accounts.

Cao Cao stopped Xiahou An and said that the night was good tonight and he wanted to go out for a walk together.

Xiahou An refused in his heart. He was like this last time. Who knows if Boss Cao will dig a hole for him again this time?

However, unable to withstand Cao Cao's enthusiasm, Xiahou An was forced to open his business.

Taking advantage of the moonlight, the two left the camp and walked south along the road. Dian Wei and Xu Chu each led the horses at both ends, landing behind, and maintaining the corresponding distance.

When I arrived at Luoshui, I walked along the riverside.

The wind at night is very cool.

The river surface wrinkled by the evening breeze reflects the full moon in the sky and the waves are sparkling.

A year ago, on the banks of the Luoshui River, Boss Cao, who failed to challenge Dong, told his lofty ideals and was full of personal charm. This made Xiahou An, who had originally planned to leave temporarily, change his mind and willingly go to Chang'an.

After going there, I almost lost my life.

"Boyang, thank you for your hard work."

Cao Cao's voice was a little dull.

He knew all about Xiahou An’s experience in Chang'an City, but it was beyond the reach and he could do nothing, especially when he heard about Xiahou An’s death, he felt deeply guilty.

However, Cao Cao never regrets that he was able to sacrifice his life for the country, wrap his horses and corpses, and devote his blood to the country and the country. This is the greatest glory of a man in his life.

For some reason, Xiahou An came back alive.

Cao Cao was very happy.

Later, Dong Zhuo died, which was on the surface because of Wang Yun's contribution, but in fact it was Xiahou An's plan. Cao Cao knew about these things. Especially when he learned that Xiahou An gave up the great contribution of killing Dong to his son Cao Ang, Cao Cao, who was sitting in front of the desk and watching the letter, could not come back to his senses for a long time.

Cao Cao thought he was not as good as this open mind.

This also confirms that he really didn't miss it.

Xiahou An said in a relaxed tone: "Uncle, I'm going to tell you that I have worked hard these days. As the saying goes, there are hard work without credit, so it's okay to give me some hard work."

You haven't made any contribution yet?

If more than a dozen princes united together, they could not do anything, so I just told you to do it.

I really want to tell the world that you have made great contributions!

Cao Cao complained in his heart, but he was curious to hear the nephew's wish: "Let me tell me, what do you want?"

Xiahou beat the snake on the pole and said it naturally: "It's simple, just don't have to worry about food and clothing."

Cao Cao nodded. This may be difficult for ordinary people, but it is not a problem for him.

"If you can add another twenty or thirty beautiful maids, more than a hundred miscellaneous maids, and thousands of acres of fertile land..."

Cao Cao put a black line on his forehead. Before Xiahou An finished speaking, he interrupted his imagination and looked solemn: "Boyang, you and I are both people with lofty ambitions, and we cannot just pursue these common things!"

"But I'm a vulgar!"

Xiahou An spread his hands and looked helpless.

Isn’t it natural for ordinary people to pursue common things?

Cao Cao was choked by these words and could not think of a reasonable explanation for a moment, so he simply changed the topic: "Boyang, you killed Zhang Po. Although Zhang Po was wrong first, Meng Zhuo only had such a son, so it was natural for him to hate you. Although I persuaded him temporarily, this hatred will not pass so quickly. Stay away from him in the future and try not to meet..."

Xiahou An nodded to show that he knew.

"If you could have been less impulsive..." Cao Cao sighed.
Chapter completed!