After waking Guo Jia, who was still sleeping soundly, Zhuge Mu got off the carriage with him.
Probably because the palace doors hadn't opened yet, the civil and military officials who had arrived all gathered at the palace doors, chatting with people they were familiar with.
As Zhuge Mu sized up the groups that were chatting, no matter how slow his reaction was, he could clearly sense the division of factions.
Sure enough,
Faction disputes were common everywhere!
The Ming Dynasty had it, so the Ming Dynasty was destroyed!
The Han Dynasty had it, so at the end of the Han Dynasty, it was divided into three countries!
As Zhuge Mu thought about this playfully, he raised his head and saw a young general in armor standing on the wall of the palace gate. He was looking down at them coldly with his red cloak fluttering in the wind.
"That's Cao Zhen, the adopted son of Lord Sikong, the Imperial Guard in charge of the safety of the Imperial Palace.”
Guo Jia reminded Zhuge Mu from behind.
Cao Zhen? So it was him.
Not only did Zhuge Mu know that he was Cao Cao's adopted son, but he also knew that he was Cao Shuang's father.
Unfortunately, Cao Shuang was not as capable as his father Cao Zhen!
In the end, he was beheaded by Sima Yi, and the entire Cao Clan was killed by Sima Yi's two sons until blood flowed like a river.
Seeing Zhuge Mu staring blankly at Cao Zhen for a long time, Guo Jia warned Zhuge Mu,""Shu Zhi, if this child doesn't die on the battlefield in the future, he will definitely become the Saint Child of the Cao clan.”
"You are about the same age as him. You might as well make friends with him.”
Guo Jia's words hit the nail on the head, causing Zhuge Mu to sigh at his sharp eyes.
Because just as Guo Jia had said, in the history of his previous life, Cao Zhen was not only a Great General, but also a Great Sima. He was also highly regarded by Cao Pi, Emperor Wen of Wei, and Cao Rui, Emperor Ming of Wei.
When he was guarding the west of the river, even his brother Zhuge Liang could only return empty-handed when he fought Cao Zhen.
If Cao Cao's era was included, it would not be an exaggeration to describe Cao Zhen's life as a minister of extreme status and an elder of three dynasties.
Zhuge Mu and Guo Jia did not idle around in front of the palace gates for long. Under the orders of Cao Zhen, the tightly shut palace gates slowly opened.
Looking at the civil and military officials who filed in, Zhuge Mu tidied up his clothes and smiled. Then, he strode into the gate that represented the highest authority in the empire.
The Imperial Palace, Xuande Hall.
When Zhuge Mu entered the hall, the officials who had entered earlier had already taken their positions.
At the front of the hall, Grand Marshal Yang Biao and Situ Zhaowen stood at the front of the civil officials and generals.
After them, the nine ministers were arranged in the order of Taichang, Taipu, Tingwei, Dahonglu, Dasinong, Zongzheng, Shaofu, Weiwei and Guangluxun.
Of course, Zhuge Mu didn't really know the people who held the positions of the nine ministers.
On the contrary, Zhuge Mu knew quite a few people who were ranked third in the palace after the nine ministers.
Among them were Xun Yu, Cheng Yu, and Xiahou Dun, the former general.
Seeing this, Zhuge Mu admired Cao Cao's political skills.
Although he did not have many pawns among the three dukes and nine ministers, the civil officials and generals under him quietly controlled the lower and middle levels of the court and controlled substantial power.
Under such circumstances, even if Grand Commandant Yang Biao and Situ Zhaowen made a unanimous decision, as long as they didn't get the approval of Sikong Cao Cao, the decree would never leave the palace.
Although Zhuge Mu was sighing, he knew that he was just a bystander. He consciously came to the end of the right general sequence.
Feeling the cold wind blowing from his back, Zhuge Mu looked at the noisy court before the arrival of the Emperor and Cao Cao. A sentence suddenly appeared in his mind.
Eighteen years ago!
He stood like a minion under the temple.
The cold wind blew for an unknown period of time. Just as Zhuge Mu's legs were sore from standing, a eunuch's voice suddenly sounded…
"Lord Sikong has arrived!"
Eh, shouldn't it be His Majesty the Emperor?
Or could it be that today's court meeting was directly hosted by Cao Cao?
Zhuge Mu heard the sound of armor clashing behind him and turned around…
Cao Cao was seen walking up the white jade steps under the protection of Xu Chu and the other soldiers.
With every step he took, the clamor of the officials in the Hall of Proclamation of Virtue decreased.
When Cao Cao arrived at the entrance of Xuande Hall, there was no more noise in the hall. It could be said that one could hear a pin drop.
However…
What surprised all the officials was that Cao Cao, who usually would not pause at the entrance of the hall, suddenly stopped.
"It's a little further back!"
"Today…"
"I hope you can stand in the front.”
At the entrance of the hall.
Zhuge Mu, who was bowing to Cao Cao, suddenly heard Cao Cao's words and his heart skipped a beat.
Before he could raise his head, Cao Cao had already walked past him and headed towards the front of the hall.
Ten breaths later.
When Cao Cao stood on the steps below the throne, another chorus sounded.
" His Majesty has arrived!"
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