Chapter 1182 Conspiracy to the Han Room

"In your opinion, after Cao Cao goes back, he should be separated from Liu Xie?" Pressing down Sima Yi's heart to know the truth, Ma Chao brought the topic to the topic again: "However, there is no power around Liu Xie. Dong Cheng was sold to Cao Cao by Liu Xie. How will Cao Cao treat Liu Xie?"

"I'm afraid the lord underestimates your majesty too much. If he wants to take away Cao Cao's power, he will never use the coup." Sima Yi seemed to know Liu Xie very well and said, "Master, you can remember that he had two opportunities, one when General Lu attacked Yanzhou; the other was the battle of Guandu. His way is always like a vine tied tightly to a big tree, growing with the tree, climbing by branches, eating its juice, grinding its sweet marrow, waiting for the strong wind to blow, the big tree wither, and the vine can be grounded on the wreckage.

"The Han Dynasty manipulated by Liu Xie is the Tengluo. She is too weak. She is only attached to a powerful prince, but she is secretly parasitized and nourished to wait for the sky and wait for the opportunity to plot a great plan. It's a pity..." At this time, Sima Yi shook his head very oldly and sighed, "He is always too eager to wait for the most appropriate opportunity. He launched the offensive too early and failed, thus missing the hope of rising again and again."

Ma Chao nodded deeply, and Sima Yi said it very well. Ma Chao even knew that the reason why Liu Xie couldn't wait was because he had his own existence - the rich man wanted to fight with him, but history told him that the coup would not succeed. As a result, he could only deploy in a hurry again and again, but failed again and again.

Moreover, at present, it seems that he has lost miserably. He has not only lost the old book in the palace, but also begun to subsidize Cao Cao to experiment with iron blades, assembling horse shovels and horseshoes... According to this progress, his vine will not only not absorb the essence of the tree, but may also completely become part of the big tree.

From this, Ma Chao slowly asked, "After all, Tengluo is Tengluo. How can it shake the towering tree?"

"The rattan and the big tree are born together. By the time the tree is soaring, the rattan has been linked with its roots and stems, and the trunk veins are integrated. At that time, even if the big tree wants to separate the rattan, it will be too late."

Ma Chao now completely understood that Liu Xie began to contribute modern technology and ideas, which is actually growing with Cao. Sima Yi means big trees and vines on the surface, but in fact he is telling Ma Chao that it is too unwise for a strong tree full of vines. The only way is to let Dashu and Tengluo have a quarrel when the two are not closely combined.

"Now that Teng Luo and the big tree have begun to connect, where should we start?"

Sima Yi glanced at Ma Chao and began to tap the table rhythmically with five fingers, making a rhyporous sound: "We don't have to do it, because no matter how tightly Tengluo wraps the big tree, Tengluo is finally Tengluo and will never become a big tree. For the big tree, we only need to do one thing, that is, to make the big tree think that what is attached to it is not the vine that is beneficial to it, but the termites of the moth tree.

Speaking of this, Sima Yi's eyes shot a gloomy light, and his lips rubbed, as if he were imitating giant ants to gnaw wood: "Cao is a smart man, but smart people inevitably have suspicious problems... The lord is worried about the world, but the internal fight between Cao and the Han Dynasty does not involve the people at the bottom. In this way, isn't it right to the Lord's will?

Ma Chao's heart was at the same time. He really didn't expect that Sima Yi, a 15-year-old teenager, had set such a poisonous plan to change the country in his world. Moreover, this poisonous plan is silent and in line with the future development of the Ma family. Therefore, he said with shock and joy, "In this way, Cao will not become a big trouble for the Ma family for the time being. We just need to wait for Xu Chang's good news to come, and then we can fight a war?"

"Yes or no." At this time, Sima Yi also broke away from his fantasy and said with some interest, "The iron needs to be hard. After all, the Han room is a gap that can't be crossed in front of us. If Cao and the Han Dynasty completely turn against each other, and the Ma family does not have the prestige of unifying the world, the idea of the Ma family to wave their army to suppress rebellion can only become the old way of continuing Cao Cao's hostage to make the emperor and the princes... And with our strength, the emperor Buddha is purely looking for trouble.

Sima Yi said this and thought he would see Ma Chao disappointed, but unexpectedly, Ma Chao's face turned out to be a complex joy: "I really didn't expect that this little thing here was also linked to my deal with Cao Cao... Don't worry, the Ma family will definitely have a great reputation in the next three years! At least, soon, the whole Han Dynasty will strive to spread the great achievements of the Ma family!"

"Can't I know this secret for the time being?" Looking at Ma Chao's confident appearance, Sima Yi guessed that this must be related to Ma Chao's next strategy. However, looking at Ma Chao's good and inclusive mind now, he knows that such a monarch will not casually discuss with himself until the dust is settled.

Judging from Ma Chao's slightly embarrassed face, Sima Yi's guess is indeed correct. Such a result can't help but make him feel a little angry: "You are becoming more and more treacherous now. Even Cao Cao may not be inferior in terms of temperament."

"Thank you for your compliment." Ma Chao didn't care whether Sima Yi was sarcastic or sincere. The road that Sima Yi inadvertintentionally opened made Ma Chao suddenly find that when Cao Cao fulfilled his promise, he could make some tampering in the whole world according to Sima Yi's strategy.

"Liu Xie's Han power is indeed too weak. There is no dramatic conflict between the surviving royal family and the impeccable Cao family." Ma Chao suddenly turned around and said thoughtfully, "Do you think that at this time, should we give Liu Xie a strong foreign aid?"

"Master, do you want to support the Han Dynasty?" Sima Yi frowned and then shook his head: "After the Battle of Jizhou, the Ma family and the Cao family are in a very delicate balanced relationship. If the Ma family hastily makes Cao dissatisfied at this time, I'm afraid the two families will fall into a very difficult period of symbiosis. This is a very bad situation for the next rest and recuperation of the Ma family.

"Who said that we should fight to support the Han Dynasty?" Ma Chao smiled and stepped forward and patted Sima Yi on the shoulder: "Young man, don't look so limited. In the whole Han Dynasty, there are only the Ma family and Cao families. Sun Ce in Jiangdong, Liu Biao from Jingzhou and Liu Zhang in Jingzhou are all useful chess pieces.

"Sun Ce of Jiangdong?" Sima Yi suddenly laughed and said disdainfully, "Master, don't be delusional. That crazy tiger will not be willing to be manipulated by anyone. Even if it is a temptation, we can't touch the pulse of the young tiger. However, Liu Biao in Jingzhou and Liu Zhang in Yizhou are Han clans, which can be used..."

"No, neither of them, a weak and incompetent master, can show their claws to Cao Cao." Ma Chao's smile was more mysterious at this time, but his words stopped here. The only thing left was to leave Sima Yi an unfathomable back, forcing Sima Yi's face to turn red, like a monkey's buttocks.

"There are countless people surnamed Liu in the world, but there is only one grassroots emperor who has left a name in history." In a tone that only he could hear, Ma Chao couldn't help staring at the distant boundary of Runan, Yuzhou. There is also a hero who is struggling in a desperate situation.

"Liu Bei, Liu Xuande, late Chengcheng is no longer suitable for you. At this time, let me help you ride the wind!" This sentence quickly disappeared in the wind, and slowly blew to Liu Bei's ears thousands of miles through the autumn.

And at this time, Liu Bei is organizing an almost meaningless battle...