Before Cao Cao died, he explained his legacy, the clothes he wore and the utensils he used were distributed to his family's sons, nephews and brothers. This was a convention in this era. After all, in the era of shortage of materials, the landlords did not have any surplus grain, and the top families also advocated simplicity.

But this is the blame for Wang Hou. After the large-scale cotton planting in Qingzhou, the cotton production of the Han Empire was equivalent to the previous total of linen, silk, and native cloth. Moreover, the commercial atmosphere has gradually become more and more intense in recent years. One of the disadvantages brought about is that the luxury style has become increasingly popular among the gentry, so that Cao Cao was thinking about the inheritance, Xiahou Dun and Cao Ren, and they didn't really share many of them. They took two pieces back to commemorate them.

Most of Cao Cao's legacy was finally pulled back to Chang'an by Wang Hou.

After the Prime Minister passed away, Cao Pi ascended the throne and officially became the emperor, and the Prime Minister's Mansion in Chang'an was useless. This became the only thing Wang Hou urged Cao Zhang to do as King Qin, and changed the Prime Minister's Mansion into a museum.

The center in front of the palace is the dozens of meters of statue built by Wang Hou to send Cao Cao aside. Next to it, the museum is open to the entire Chang'an citizens for free, and the exhibits inside are woven by Wang Hou, just like in front of you!

The cement wall was scraped with bricks on the display stand. It was made by Cao Cao during his lifetime. It was much older. He was actually wearing patched black robe. He was hung up there with a dozen Kansai scholars who came to visit. The young lady in charge of the introduction was seriously gestured.

"Everyone, the Xuanxiu auspicious robe in front of you was worn by the late emperor when he personally fought against Wancheng. The patch on his shoulders and cuffs was because of the wars and fires during the Wancheng chaos! Therefore, Prime Minister Cao left this robe as a souvenir!"

"The next thing is when the late emperor and his old friend Yuan Shao made a battle strategy table when he was confronting with his old friend Yuan Shao! The late emperor and Yuan Shao were once very grateful friends. They fought against each other on the battlefield. The late emperor felt extremely painful in his heart, and even shed tears on this table."

To unify the north of the Han Empire, Cao Cao had a magical color in the hearts of the people at that time. However, looking at the utensils he used, although the history of these utensils was mostly caused by someone's nonsense, they still heard those scholars as if the image of Cao Cao, who was flesh and blood, became fuller in their eyes.

On the other end, close to the office area, the second floor corridor where tourists are not allowed to enter. Looking at the large group of students walking by with the tour guide, pinching their chins, Wang Hou couldn't help but nodding.

"In this way, in a few hundred years, I'm afraid people will not forget their father-in-law. His old scumbag will be comforted by the spirit of heaven!"

"But no matter how I think it is my brother-in-law, you also want to leave your name in history!"

The Prime Minister's Mansion is too big! The main hall is regarded as Cao Cao's cultural relics exhibition area. At the door of the side hall next to it, a statue of Wang Hou and a total of 1 to 3, nearly six meters was standing at the door, and more than a dozen welcome personnel were hurriedly writing welcome words.

It is written upright, the great creator of Chang'an City, the pioneer of the Great Silk Road, and the mysterious world of Liaowangwu welcomes you!

He was staring at the big sign and was busy out, and used a lot of old and desirable rags in Wang Hou's life as cultural relics and transported them into the museum staff for exhibition. He started to hum sourly.

"First of all, the side halls on the left can be used as display areas for brother-in-law, but the right one must be left to Ziwen. When I unified the Western Regions, I will also bring the merits of cultural relics here and let future generations comment on it!"

"The museum is so big! There are so many places? Besides, if you don't build your museum in Jiaohe City, why are you making trouble here? No!"

Just now, he looked like a great educator and collector. Wang Hou immediately changed his face and started yelling with a grin. As a result, Cao Zhang also glared at him.

"What do you mean by brother-in-law? My Cao Ziwen is the King of Qin! Chang'an is my sealed area!"

"I'm still the Guanzhong Daxingtai. This is my jurisdiction! If I say no, it won't work!"

In the grinning quarrel, the 20,000-year battle between Wang Hou and Cao Zhang, which Cao Pi most wanted to see, was a big fight. What a guy, that's a real fight! One King of Qin and the other King of Liao, like a gangster on the street, pinched the other party's neck and waved the electric gun in his eyes, and fought for the use area of ​​the museum.

But later, after the Liao Kingdom was officially cut, Cao Hongjie, who did not have to go back to take charge in a short period of time, finally got out of the sadness in his heart and was leisurely directing the museum staff to hang her old clothes and a large introduction to the wise and magical concubine of the Liao Princess on the wall.

The idea of ​​this museum has really created a new trend. Who doesn’t want to leave a name in history?

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A fight finally decided who was father and son. The former Prime Minister's Mansion was divided into small rooms to show Cao Cao's relics. The circle on the left side of the hall became the Liao King exhibition area, and there were only one-quarter of the five rooms left on the right, which could be regarded as the Qin King exhibition area in the future Pingxi Region.

Cao Pi was probably disappointed here. He grinned and finished the fight and was divided into the main and secondary. The brother-in-law and brother-in-law were good, as if they were wearing a pair of pants.

"After returning to Jiaohe, take down the countries of Khotan Shule, you can temporarily stop at the Pamir Mountains! Towards the Pamir Mountains, there are at least two or three lands of the Central Plains. After crossing the Caspian Sea and going west, there are also powerful countries like the Great Qin Kingdom in the West. The battle of conquest is endless, but the most urgent task is to deal with China!"

"Within three years, I plan to destroy Shu! I need the Western Regions troops as support!"

Three years later, it was not Wang Houkuang who destroyed the Shu Kingdom in charge of Zhuge Liang in one fell swoop, but it was something that must be done in the current political situation!

The growth curve of Shu Kingdom was to be weak first and then strong before decline. No matter whether Liu Bei was burned to pieces like in history to attack Dongwu, or could he really fight to Jianye, Yangzhou, within three years, Shu Kingdom, which had been warring for many years, would have experienced a period of decline, and then was then managed by the iron-blooded prime minister Zhuge Liang, and became stronger again.

Geographically, Wang Hou could not give Zhuge Liang time to rise, otherwise he would be the one who was unlucky after Zhuge Liang prepared for the Northern Expedition.

On the other hand, even if he reached a reconciliation with Cao Pi, Cao Pi, Sima Yi, and the self-proclaimed Central Plains gentry were his biggest imaginary enemies! After solving the threat of Shu Han around him, he and Cao Zhang would eventually have to fight for his father and son with Cao Pi!

At this time, Cao Zhang had no idea of ​​Wang Hou's great plan. He had a hard time. He had seen the difficulty of Shu Road in the Battle of Hanzhong. This guy bullied the weak and was afraid of the strong. He would rather defeat the backward tribe country of the Western Regions than fight against the madmen in Bashu.

"Three years, so close!"

"Protector!!!"

He had a bitter face and wanted to speak some price. Who knew that before he finished speaking, several cavalrymen of the Western Regions Protectorate's Mansion actually rushed in with red flags on their necks, and Cao Zhang knew all of them.

"Xu Tu, Zhao Xin, why are you here?"

"Protector!"

His face was bitter and anxious, and blue veins appeared on his neck. Several big men were so anxious that they kowtowed heavily like a kindergarten child.

"Shule was defeated, and Deng Changshi was seriously injured!"

"What?"
Chapter completed!