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And he said to them; 〃After my death you must diligently attend to your womanly labors。 You can make silken shoes for sale; and so earn your own living。〃

He also bade them go on living in the Bronze Bird Pavilion and celebrate a daily sacrifice for him; with music by the singing women; and presentation of the eatables laid before his tablet。

Next he manded that seventy…two sites for a tomb should be selected near Jiangwu; that no one should know his actual burying place; lest his remains should be dug up。

And when these final orders had been given; he sighed a few times; shed some tears; and died。 He was sixty…six; and passed away in the first month of the twenty…fifth year of Rebuilt Tranquillity Era (AD 220)。*

A certain poet posed 〃A Song of Yejun〃 expressing sympathy for Cao Cao; which is given here:

I stood in Yejun and saw the River Zhang

Go gliding by。 I thought no mon human

Ever rose from such a place。 Or he was great

In war; a poet; or an artist skilled。

Perchance a model minister; or son;

Or famous for fraternal duty shown。

The thoughts of heroes are not ours to judge;

Nor are their actions for our eyes to see。

A man may stand the first in merit; then

His crimes may brand him chief of criminals。

And so his reputation's fair and foul;

His literary gifts may bear the mark

Of genius; he may be a ruler born;

But this is certain: He will stand above

His fellows; herding not with mon people。

Takes he the field; then is he bold in fight;

Would he a mansion build; a palace springs。

In all things great; his genius masters him。

And such was Cao Cao。 He could never be

Obedient; he a rebel was; fo