The Nameless of the Common Clans

"Lord..." Xun Yu and others heard the crying in the tent and came in quickly, only to see Cao Cao holding Guo Jia and crying bitterly. He could not speak out the words, only feeling like there was something stuck in his throat.

Guo Jia is a genius, but he doesn’t have the bad habits of most geniuses. When he was in Suiyang, Guo Jia was a promiscuous person and his reputation was not very good. He slept in a brothel for a long time and went to borrow money when he had no money. All officials in the Suiyang court, ranging from Cao Cao to generals with some wealth, and even Xu Chu could be considered Guo Jia's creditors.

But the strange thing is that for such a person, although some of Cao Cao's subordinates dislike him, Guo Jia's popularity is quite good. Xu Chu can also have a lively chat with Guo Jia, and he seems to be able to chat with anyone.

As Guo Jia's biggest creditors, when they saw Guo Jia die, these people didn't think about the debt in their minds, they just felt empty in their hearts.

Cao Cao didn't cry for too long. People like him rarely showed their feelings. After asking someone to help collect Guo Jia's body, he didn't send it back to Linzi. Instead, he asked someone to go to Linzi to remove Guo Jia's wife. The son is here.

Cao Cao didn't say what he wanted to do, and no one dared to ask.

A few days later, Guo Jia's wife and children were escorted to the camp. When they saw the body of their husband (father), they naturally burst into tears again.

"Bo Yi." On this day, after Cao Cao waited for Guo Jia's wife and children to cry, he called Guo Jia's son Guo Yi to his side. Seeing that Guo Yi and Guo Jia had somewhat similar faces, he couldn't help but think of Guo Jia again, and he couldn't help but feel sad in his heart. .

"Lord..." Guo Yi saluted.

"Fengxiao died and should have been buried generously, but I wanted him to return to his hometown for burial." Cao Cao pulled Guo Yi and sighed: "Although Fengxiao didn't say it, I know that he was homesick."

"Lord, now that all the land in the Central Plains has been acquired by Chen Jun, I am afraid that I have some intentions..." Guo Yi said in surprise.

"I will write a letter later. You take Fengxiao's coffin with your mother and go to the Jungle Valley to seek refuge. Give the letter to Chen Mo, and he will take care of Fengxiao's funeral." Cao Cao patted Guo Yi. "Don't worry about him embarrassing you. After all, Feng Xiao and Chen Mo are from the same family. You should call him uncle and carry the coffin away now. He will not be in trouble."

"This... Lord, I will come back after taking care of my father's funeral affairs." Guo Yi thought for a while and nodded.

"There is no need to come back." Cao Cao shook his head: "Although there is no winner in this battle, if it continues like this, Qingzhou will not be safe, and coming back... is useless, so I will stay in Yingchuan. If he wants to become an official, Chen Mo will definitely I won’t stop you, but I will make a plan for you as a filial friend. As for whether to listen or not, you can decide for yourself.”

"Please tell me, Lord." Guo Yi quickly said with his hands in hand.

"Although Boyi is smart, he still lacks a bit of your father's insight. Chen Mo has Xun You, Li Ru, and Xu Shu as his conspirators, and Tian Feng, Jushou and other wise men in the past have now joined his command. If you want to join Chen Mo will definitely not stop him from becoming an official, but if he wants to get ahead, it will be difficult. Go find Chen Jin and follow him. I will be able to find a good career in the future." Cao Cao patted Guo Yi on the shoulder and sighed: "I should have done this, but now I can't protect myself. Feng Xiao spent his whole life strategizing for me. Now that he is dead, I don't want to. If you follow me to the dark side, this is the only road I can give you. As for whether to go or not, it depends on your decision."

Guo Yi nodded. The reason was not difficult to understand. He bowed down and said, "Thank you, Lord, for your guidance."

"Call me uncle." Cao Cao shook his head and smiled.

"Thank you, uncle." Guo Yi hesitated and bowed.

"Go quickly and take care of your mother." Cao Cao touched Guo Yi's shoulder, with a hint of desolation in his smile.

"Yi, please retire!" Guo Yi respectfully took the letter, bowed to Cao Cao, and then exited the commander's tent.

Cao Cao prepared several carriages for Guo Yi, and assigned fifty soldiers whose ancestral home was Yingchuan to follow Guo Yi. This was the only thing he could do to help Guo Yi.

Guo Yi and his mother took Guo Jia's coffin out of Cao Ying and arrived at the Jungle Valley in the evening.

"Lord, there is a coffin sent by Cao Jun outside. What does this mean? Provoke?" Dian Wei came in angrily and said to Chen Mo.

"Coffin?" Chen Mo frowned when he heard this. Cao Cao shouldn't make this joke with him, right?

"Where is the envoy?" Chen Mo looked at Dian Wei and asked.

"It's strange that I locked him up. There is a woman among the messengers." Dian Wei hummed.

"No matter what, there is no need to embarrass an envoy and let him come to see me." Chen Mo was speechless and waved his hand.

"Here!" Although Dian Wei was dissatisfied with what the other party did, Chen Mo spoke, so he could only do as he was told. He left immediately and came in with Guo Yi and his son after a while.

"Nephew, meet your uncle!" Guo Yi bowed tactfully when he saw Chen Mo.

"You are..." Chen Mo has a very good memory and does not remember that he has ever met this person, let alone that he has a nephew inexplicably. Judging from his age, he is not much younger than himself.

"Father Guo Jia." Guo Yi bowed.

"Brother Fengxiao?" Chen Mo looked at Guo Yi and frowned: "Why would he let you come here?"

"My father died of illness in the camp a few days ago. Mr. Cao hoped that my father could be buried in his hometown, so he ordered his nephew and mother to bring my father's coffin. I hope that my uncle can be accommodating and let my mother and son pass. I can't thank you enough! "Guo Yi took out the letter and handed it to Chen Modao.

After reading the letter, Chen Mo was a little distracted and said, "Brother Fengxiao is gone?"

Guo Yi nodded and said nothing.

"Where is the coffin?" Chen Mo looked at Dian Wei and said.

"Still outside the camp." Dian Wei blinked.

"Welcome in." Chen Mo stood up and said solemnly.

"Yes!"

"Bo Yi, I already know about the matter. You can rest here for one night. Tomorrow I will send someone to escort you and your son and the coffin of your brother Fengxiao back to Yingchuan." Chen Mo looked at Guo Yi and said.

"Thank you, uncle!" Guo Yi bowed respectfully to Chen Mo. He always called him uncle. Obviously, he didn't want to serve under Chen Mo. Chen Mo didn't care about these thoughts. Everyone has his own ideas. Besides, he still has to observe mourning for three years. There is no need to force these things. Although he is the son of Guo Jia, his talent may not be as good as his father. It's better to settle down. After Qingzhou is captured and Cao Cao is destroyed, if he is interested, he can naturally serve.

Guo Jia's body must be confirmed. Chen Mo was not at ease with Cao Cao. He even escorted him back all the way. Although it was called escort, it was actually meant to be a surveillance. At this time, Cao Cao was about to fall, and Chen Mo did not want any more accidents.

After confirming that there was a corpse in the coffin, Chen Mo asked people to reseal the coffin, returned to the tent, and summoned Xu Shu and Xun You.

Guo Jia was a person that Chen Mo had to pay attention to. Among the people around Cao Cao, Guo Jia's threat in Chen Mo's mind was second only to Xun Yu.

Moreover, Chen Mo admired Guo Jia's talent. He had the help of the system gods, and he had been honing his skills over the years, so he could achieve what he has today. But what about Guo Jia? He might not be as lucky as himself, but he still became a top strategist that Chen Mo could not ignore. There is indeed a gap between people.

Now that Guo Jia is dead, Chen Mo can't help but feel a little melancholy. No matter how powerful a person is, he may not be very heroic when he dies.

"My lord, with Guo Jia's death, Cao Cao lost a helping hand. I think the outcome of this battle may be coming soon." Xu Shu smiled.

"Have you noticed that Brother Meng De's move is a bit like telling his last wishes? Guo Jia died, and originally, he should have done the last wishes, but now he has entrusted it to me. Although it makes sense, I always feel that this move is not just to send Guo Jia's coffin back to his hometown." Chen Mo frowned.

I do feel that way.

Xu Shu and Xun You nodded, but they couldn't figure out what Cao Cao was thinking.

"Knowing that he will lose?" Xun You looked at Chen Mo and said.

This statement does make sense. If he knew that he would lose, why would he resist? Wouldn't it be better to surrender? Cao Cao should know very well that if he is willing to surrender, he will not make things too difficult for him.

"What do you think, if I surrender now, will Brother Meng De accept it?" Chen Mo suddenly asked.

If Cao Cao was willing to surrender, Chen Mo would naturally be happy, not only because the Qingzhou war was over, but also because their old friend would not have to fight to the death and die alone.

During the war, Chen Mo could be ruthless, but if he really had a choice, he did not want Cao Cao to die.

This...

Chen Mo's question stumped Xu Shu and Xun You. It was difficult to guess the psychology of a man like Cao Cao.

"I'll write a letter and send it to Cao's camp, and let the messenger bring the letter back!" Thinking of this possibility, Chen Mo didn't want to wait any longer. He took out the bamboo slips, thought about it, wrote a letter to Cao Cao to persuade him to surrender, and sent it to Cao's camp overnight.