Three Kingdoms: I rely on system loopholes to survive

Chapter 13
Zhongping never thought that one day he would become the commander of a battle.

Eve
Stuart House

The shadow of the candle flickered, and Wang Yun's slightly crooked figure was projected on the curtain, stretched very long.

Zhong Ping sat down on his knees, sitting upright, thinking about his analysis of Li Jue's army movements.

"Uncle Xun once said that Marquis Wen won consecutive victories for several days and besieged Li Jue on the mountain."

"At the beginning, Li Jue stopped his troops to avoid fighting, but in the past few days, he frequently ordered his subordinates to attack and harass him. When Marquis Wen sent troops to pursue him, he retreated back to the valley, and so on."

"If something goes wrong, there must be a demon. At the beginning, I thought that Li Jue's move was a strategy to exhaust the army. He intended to make Marquis Wen neglect to deal with it, so as to break out of the encirclement."

"But after thinking about it carefully, Li Jue gave up dividing his troops and fled, returning to Xiliang, but chose to lead troops to attack Chang'an, so we know that this person has the heart of taking risks and seeking profit. At this time, restraining Marquis Wen is definitely not intended to run away."

"It makes sense." Wang Yun's eyelids quickly rolled up, and the eyes that were sunken in their sockets were shining brightly.

"What do you think is the purpose of Li Jue's move?"

Zhong Ping propped his hands on his knees, leaned forward slightly, and his voice was dry.

"Peng Yue scratched Chu."

"Follow the country to conquer the world."

The candle flame flickered.

The slender figure on the curtain bowed little by little, like a bow stretched to the extreme.

As long as a little more force is applied, it will burst open.

"...serving the country to conquer the world?"

Angry blush appeared on Wang Yun's cheeks, he opened his mouth to say something, but in the end it turned into a violent cough.

"Student!"

Zhong Ping hurriedly got up and stepped forward.

Wang Yun's phlegm surged up, and he couldn't say a word, he just grabbed Zhong Ping's sleeve with all his strength, and said "ho ho".

Zhong Ping didn't care about being rude at this time, and immediately untied Wang Yun's collar, pressed his fingers on the depression above his sternum, and slowly rubbed it.

Here is the Tiantu point, massage can play a role in ventilating lung qi, reducing phlegm and relieving cough.

Zhongping was isolated at home in his previous life, and his mother told him that if he had a sore throat and cough with phlegm, he could massage the Tiantu acupoint twice a day to relieve it.

At that time, Zhong Ping relied on his good health and didn't feel that he would be yang at all, so he didn't take his mother's advice to heart, but he didn't expect it to be useful now.

Wang Yun regained his breath, the veins on his forehead twitched, he was still panting low, with "ho ho" in his throat.

Zhong Ping got closer, and then he heard him say "Han, Han..."

Zhong Ping was stunned in place, the tip of his nose felt sore.

"Follow the country to conquer the world"

"Follow the emperor's order to not be a minister"

"Take the emperor to make the princes"

Wang Yun was so sensitive that it was almost the moment when he uttered the seven words "serve the country to conquer the world".

He knew that if Jia Xu's plan was successful, the emperor would be completely reduced to a puppet, and it would be difficult for the Han Dynasty to recover.

The night was dark, and the cold wind passed through the window lattice, blowing the candles on the racks to shake again and again, and the lamp grass half soaked in candle oil was placed on the edge of the candlesticks, and the fire at the front dimmed and was about to go out.

Wang Yun stood up slowly and tremblingly walked to the candlestick.

"Boheng."

Wang Yun pulled out the hairpin on his head, and squinted his eyes to identify the lamp grass in the candle oil. He fiddled with it for a long time, but he still couldn't break the burnt wick.

He turned his head away, stared at his unconsciously trembling hands, was silent for a while, and sighed long.

"I'm getting old... people, you can't accept your old age."

"Boheng, come here."

"Ah."

Zhong Ping responded in a low voice, he felt his throat was itchy, and even his eyes were a little astringent.

Wang Yun took Zhongping's hand, and pressed the jade hairpin he had just pulled out from his head to Zhongping's palm.

"Go, help me light this candle again."

Zhong Ping felt that his palms were covered with sweat.

"I……"

He looked up at Wang Yun, at a loss, and even forgot to use a modest name.

There was expectation in Wang Yun's sunken eyes. He looked at Zhong Ping lovingly and held his hand tightly.

"Well, I'm about the same age as your father. Seeing you every day is like seeing my nephew."

"You are young and mature, calm and steady."

"When I found out that your father chose the character Boheng for you, I was still dissatisfied in my heart. I always felt that the word 'Jojin Huaiyu' should be extracted from "Huaisha" and used as a character."

Zhong Ping was stunned.

So, Situ, you want to give me the word "Gongjin"?
Wang Yun paused for a while, then suddenly asked: "Boheng, do you think this jade hairpin is heavy?"

Zhong Ping subconsciously stroked the shiny jade hairpin in his hand.

"I have no idea……"

He actually understood what Wang Yun meant.

However, he didn't think he could do it.

He feels that Wang Yun thinks too highly of himself. In this life, he is only 13 years old. When he died in his last life, he was only in his early thirties in the two lives combined.

He hasn't even been beaten by society and knows nothing about the realities of the human heart.

It is precisely because Zhong Ping knows his own weight that he set his life goal early on.

The only dangerous thing he has done in these years is to offer advice to kill Dong, but there are also factors in which he is sure that he will not die.

"Heavy is heavy, light is light, what don't you know?"

Wang Yun smiled.

"Boheng, the hairpin is in your hands."

Many images flashed through Zhongping's mind at this moment.

He remembered the words Zhong Ji said to himself the day he made up his mind to assassinate Dong Zhuo.

"The Zhong family lives in Hanlu. Hu'er, when you come to Yingchuan in the future, you can restrain your edge, but you must not fall into the character of my Zhong family."

There is also Xun You's plan to rescue Liu Bian regardless of his own life.

"When you are in trouble, you die to repay the king, why should you cherish yourself?"

What exactly is "righteousness"?

Zhongping took a deep breath.

He held the hosta tightly in his hand.

Bow down and salute.

"I am not talented, I am willing to try my best."

Wang Yun didn't say anything.

He just rolled up the sleeves of his robe.

Zhong Ping pushed the burnt wick away, and the remaining smoldering fire touched another light grass, and it burned quickly.

The lights in the house are like daylight.

Wang Yun seemed dazzled by the sudden light, he lowered his head and covered his eyes with his sleeve.

"Situ, Ping resigns."

Wang Yun nodded slightly, the sleeves covering the corners of his eyes were a little wet, gradually smudged into pieces.

On the second day, Wang Yun handed over the right to mobilize all military officials to Zhong Ping.

Before Zhongping climbed the city wall, Liu Xie sneaked out of the palace to meet with Zhongping.

He held Zhongping's hand, just like what Liu Bian did in Beiman Mountain.

"Miss Zhong..."

The little emperor's eyes were half admiration, half trust.

It's just that Zhang Ji and Fan Chou came in menacingly, and Liu Xie was always a little anxious after being tortured by Dong Zhuo, and he couldn't completely relax.

"Chongqing, both Situ and I place our hopes on you, and I hope you will never fail me."

Zhongping fell silent.

I don't know why it feels like a flag has been planted on my back.

"I dare not do my best to repay the country?"

Kind of useless "Your Majesty".

Although "Your Majesty" and "country" are interchangeable, in the education of the people, the king is the king, and the country is the country.

Just like he promised Wang Yun to do his best for the big man.

The "Han" in his eyes is not a dynasty, but a nation.

Zhongping still doesn't know what "righteousness" is.

But when Wang Yun handed the jade hairpin into his hands, the weight forced him to do something...

He wants to end this troubled world quickly.

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