The Rise of The Mythical Dragon

Luoyang, Sima Mansion

Today's important minister in the court and the pillar of the country, Sima Yi, has not been in court for several months.

Since the death of Zhuge Liang of Wuzhangyuan, the strength of the Shu Han Dynasty has greatly declined. Sima Yi led troops to conquer Soochow several times and made outstanding achievements.

Three years ago, during the Gaoping Ling Incident, Sima Yi led troops to rescue His Majesty, and then annihilated the Cao Shuang clan. The strength of the royal family was greatly damaged.

In addition, Wei Emperor Cao Fang relied heavily on Sima Yi. In just a few years, the Sima family became the strongest force in the court.

Nowadays, the royal family has no power. Whenever there is a major issue that is difficult to decide, Cao Fang will personally come to Sima Yi's house to ask questions.

But at this time, Sima Yi, who had not gone to court for leave for many days, was basking in the sun in the yard, with extremely weak energy on his old face.

At this moment, there was a rush of footsteps in the yard. Sima Yi opened his eyes slightly and looked forward, and found that it was his eldest son Sima Zhao walking quickly.

"I've told you many times to act steadily and don't be impetuous. Why are you still like this at such an old age?"

Sima Zhao had just stopped and before he could speak, he heard his father's rebuke. His body suddenly trembled. After bowing and saluting, he said, "Father, the matter is urgent. There has been a big change in the court."

As soon as he finished speaking, a light flashed in Sima Yi's eyes and he asked, "What's the change?"

"Sikong Wang Ling and others reported that there were changes in Soochow, and asked me and my second brother to send troops to attack."

Hearing this, Sima Yi immediately sneered and said, "Just Soochow, do you need you to go with Shi'er?"

"I'm afraid it's false to raise troops in Soochow, but it's true to kill the national traitors."

Sima Zhao on the side was stunned when he heard his father say this, and then the corners of his eyes twitched, apparently speechless when his father called him such a Sima family member.

How can anyone say that he is a traitor to the country?

Sima Zhao bowed and said, "Then according to father's wishes, how should I respond?"

"Your Majesty, I told you that the time has not yet come for Soochow, and Shu Han is the top priority. With Zhong Hui and others here, I can't wait in a hurry."

Sima Zhao bowed in response and hurriedly turned around and retreated.

Seeing his son leaving, Sima Yi's heart moved slightly, his eyes flickered, and he didn't know what he was thinking for a moment.

A few months later, Wang Ling knew that he was defeated and fled to his fiefdom. At this time, Sima Zhao was also ordered to start a crusade against Wang Ling.

Within a few days, Wang Ling surrendered out of the city and was escorted to Beijing. However, before returning to Luoyang, Wang Ling committed suicide by taking poison.

Sima Yi, who had never left the palace, personally led his troops out of Beijing and attacked Shouchun at this time.

For a time, those who participated in the plot to kill Sima Yi surrendered one after another, and Cao Biao, the self-reliant King of Chu in Shouchun, was also frightened.

In the military camp, Sima Yi, who was already in his seventies, was low on energy and was already asleep in the tent.

After Sima Zhao entered the camp wearing armor, he planned to retreat when he saw this scene. Before he could move, he heard Sima Yi's voice.

"What's the matter? Tell me."

Turning over and sitting up, Sima Yi was drowsy at this time, but his eyes still shone on Sima Zhao.

"Reporting to my father, the gates of Shouchun City are wide open, and the King of Chu, Cao Biao, came out of the city and surrendered."

"Oh, they are a bunch of bastards trying to kill national traitors. Who is the national traitor in this dynasty!?"

With a chuckle, Sima Yi waved his hand and said, "I have reported to your majesty the three Yi tribes involved in this matter. As for the King of Chu, he stabbed Bai Ling a foot long and told him not to go back to Luoyang and be embarrassed."

"He is shameless, so don't involve the royal family."

"promise!"

Sima Zhao accepted the order and retreated, and Sima Yi lay on the bed again, staring at the top of the military tent, not knowing what he was thinking for a while.

The picture in front of him gradually blurred. Sima Yi closed his eyes slightly, and then opened them suddenly. The picture in front of him had already changed.

He was actually on top of a high mountain! ?

Sima Yi suddenly sat up. At this time, Sima Yi was not even remotely rejuvenated.

Just after he sat up, Sima Yi was slightly stunned. He looked at his body with a look of horror in his eyes, not daring to act.

"This is!?"

At this time, even Sima Yi felt that something was different about him. At this moment, a voice sounded from behind him.

Turning his head to look, he saw a figure slowly emerging in mid-air. Sima Yi looked at it intently, his eyes filled with panic.

"Zhuge Liang!?"

With a cry of surprise, Sima Yi stood up suddenly and looked at Zhuge Liang hanging in mid-air with a vigilant expression.

I saw that Zhuge Liang was smiling at this time. He had just appeared in mid-air, then he took a step forward and was in front of Sima Yi in an instant.

"Sima Yi, it's rare that you still remember me."

For just a moment, Sima Yi thought he was dead. With fear in his heart, he couldn't help but wonder why Zhuge Liang appeared here.

Zhuge Liang waved his hand, and a table appeared in front of him, with two cups of tea on it, apparently for Sima Yi to chat.

With one hand, Zhuge Liang looked at the wary Sima Yi with a smile and said, "You don't dare to sit down, do you?"

Sima Yi frowned, and after hesitating for a moment, he slowly walked towards the table and started doing it slowly, but his eyes were still fixed on Zhuge Liang.

"Why do you appear here? Am I going to die?" Sima Yi looked at Zhuge Liang and asked first.

Zhuge Liang shook his head and explained with a smile: "Your life is not over, but it is just in front of you. I appear here just to have a chat with you."

Sima Yi looked puzzled, he was not dead, so who was Zhuge Liang at this time?

"Sima Yi, I didn't expect that you would follow in Cao Cao's footsteps and be so ambitious. I wonder if Cao Cao didn't regret not killing you back then."

Hearing this, Sima Yi sneered: "I have no intention of abolishing the establishment. The world has been in chaos for nearly a hundred years. Since the end of the Han Dynasty, who has not been ambitious? Even you claim that Wolong has not unified the world?"

"Zhuge Liang, times have changed. There are virtuous people in this world. Even if he, Cao Wei, dies in the future, can he still blame me, Sima Yi?"

Zhuge Liang smiled, shook his head, and said, "But Cao Wei is going to die at the hands of your Sima family."

Sima Yi frowned slightly, but did not refute. Zhuge Liang ignored Sima Yi and saw him unroll a jade slip with one hand.

"The affairs of the world have nothing to do with us anymore, and you are no exception. If you drink this cup of tea, you and I will put aside our old grudges, and there are still big things to do."

Sima Yi was slightly stunned, looking down at the teacup in front of him, hesitating for a moment, then smiled casually, reached out and picked up the tea and drank it in one gulp.

"I have never drank tea in my dreams."