Cao Wei, I Am the Emperor

In the winter of the thirteenth year of Jian'an, fires spread across Chibi and Cao's army was defeated. A fire burned out the preliminary pattern of three parts of the world, and also created a new Cao Zhi. The new student Cao Zhi looked at his hand that had written many beautiful poems in history, and resolutely gave up his pen and picked up his sword: How can beautiful poetry and poetry save the world and ourselves? A real man should hold a three-foot sword and achieve unparalleled achievements! In this life, I have the final say in Cao Wei!