Three Kingdoms: I rely on system loopholes to survive

Chapter 18
"Book of Rites · Qu Lishang": "Courtesy is not inferior to ordinary people, and punishment is not superior to senior officials."

The aristocrats above the doctor level committed crimes, "do not bind and tie people, do not make people's necks tight, and do not restrain them", and the death penalty is not "in the market", but "in the court".

Kong Ying Dashu: "If the punishment is not enough for a doctor, the penalty of five punishments and three thousand is imposed, and the doctor is not set up to commit crimes. Therefore, if this is the case, the doctor must be virtuous. If the punishment is reversed, the king does not know the virtuous."

For the ruled class, their behavior should be regulated by criminal law; for the ruling class, they should rely on etiquette to make them self-disciplined.

Self-discipline...privilege...

Zhong Ping withdrew his gaze, his thoughts were surging, but his face remained motionless.

He thought a lot, but he could only bury those initial thoughts in his heart.

He needs an assistant who is bold enough and trusts him enough to be able to carry out the plans in his mind.

But Wang Yun and Liu Xie are obviously not suitable choices.

Forget it, let's guard Chang'an first, and we need to think carefully about the future.

Kind of lowered his eyes.

The thousands of thoughts in it are not enough for outsiders.

"Hu'er." When Zhong Ji walked up to the city wall, what he saw was the calm and tough face of his son.

Zhong Ji was in a trance, as if suddenly, Zhong Ping completely calmed down.

In the past, although Zhong Ping was often praised as "young and mature", there was still some youthful detachment and frivolity in his eyes, but now Zhong Ping's demeanor is almost a little quiet.

Wouldn't it be that hard for him not to erect that monument?
It is difficult for Zhong Ji to understand, and he prefers to believe that the change in Zhong Ping's temperament is due to the pressure of defending the city.

Zhong Ping bowed and saluted: "Father."

"Hu'er, for my father, I heard that you sent that Zhang Ji back outside the city?"

Zhong Ji hesitated for a moment, he didn't want to hear more about Zhong Ping's layout.In his eyes, his son would not do anything he was not sure of.

pity……

Sikong, Zhang Xi and others have never been used to themselves, and they are even very specific to Zhongping. It was these people who ridiculed Zhongping in name only.

Zhong Ping doesn't take these rumors to heart, but Zhong Ji is always worried.Especially since he just got the news from Xun You:

Zhang Xi actually dragged Dong Cheng to his side, questioned Zhong Ping's arbitrariness together, and wanted to go to Shangzuo to remove Zhong Ping from the position of the Shaofu and take back the military power in the city.

When is this, these people are still thinking about fighting for power...

The remnant clouds were dim, the flags on the wall were rustling, and the long wind filled the sleeves of Zhong Ji.

The rain is coming.

"Yes." Zhong Ping replied, he only heard the beginning, and he knew that this must be someone with a heart in the court who used Zhong Ji's mouth to test his next plan.

Zhong Ping was a little tired, and he responded in a low voice: "Haier captured Zhang Ji's soldiers yesterday, most of them were Luoyang civilians, and Dong Zhuo was forcibly conscripted into the Xiliang army when he rebelled."

"These people have been dissatisfied with Zhang Ji for a long time. As soon as they were captured, they revealed the whole situation in Fan Chou's army."

"Fan Chou has about 3 people under his command, and many of them are from Luoyang. Although they belong to the same army, these Luoyang people are often bullied by Xiliang soldiers and lack food."

"If Situ can not hold these people accountable for joining the Xiliang army to besiege Chang'an, and promise to let them go home after the war."

"Boy, you can use tricks to make the soldiers in Fan Chou's army mutiny, and take advantage of the chaos to overcome them with one stroke."

Chong Ji stroked his beard, nodded repeatedly, and warned: "This plan is very good, but it should not be said lightly, beware that walls have ears."

Zhong Ping smiled slightly: "My child knows it well."

"Hu'er, tell the truth as a father, do you really want to erect that monument?"

With a serious expression, Zhong Ji stretched out his hand and gently touched Zhong Ping's head.

Zhong Ping's heart became hot, and he almost blurted out what he had thought earlier.

"..."

He opened his mouth, but finally closed it, without answering the question.

Zhong Ji looked at him for a while, then smiled like he did just now, and said, "My father knows it well."

Zhongping hesitated to speak.

Do you really know what I'm thinking...

outside the city
Fan Chou was full of doubts when he saw that Zhang Ji was leading the remnant soldiers out of the city and heading towards the camp of the Chinese army.

It stands to reason that Zhang Ji's entire army was almost wiped out last night, and he had to surrender if he didn't die.

Now, except for some swelling on the face, there is not much damage to the body, even the soldiers.

Not only were they not tortured, but all of them were flushed with radiant faces, as if they had eaten and drank enough. Those who didn't know it thought it was just a victorious victory after a battle.

Fan Chou snorted coldly, and after a while, put on a smiling face to welcome him out.

"My dear brother, the guards of the city are really scheming. I couldn't save my brother last night. I hope my dear brother will forgive me."

"It's Ji who failed to detect the whereabouts of the enemy army. How can you blame Eldest Brother for this mistake?"

Zhang Ji responded with his mouth.

He thought to himself that if you gave me enough supplies, I wouldn't be completely defeated. After all, my soldiers didn't even have a few knives yesterday, so it's strange if I didn't lose, okay?
There is no use in saying these polite words now.

Zhang Ji and Fan Chou are close on the surface and have a harmonious relationship, but secretly they have their own thoughts, secretly thinking about how to guard against each other.

Fan Chou really couldn't squeeze out food, grass and supplies to Zhang Ji now.

"Brother, look at this, alas, there is nothing you can do for a brother. There are only five days of food and grass left. If we don't attack the city, we will have to retreat. When the time comes, General Li... ..."

Fan Chou led Zhang Ji to look at the camp that had been completely wiped out by Wang San, and expressed helplessness.

Zhang Ji's heart skipped a beat.

Fan Chou hinted that Zhang Ji wanted rations, and he had to take the lead when he attacked the city.

"Brother, do you have a plan to attack the city?"

I have a plan for $&##! ! !

Zhang Ji was so angry that he almost scolded his mother.

Do you know how much harm it caused me to stay in Chang'an City for one night, and how many shadows those big bidou caused to me...

It's easy for you to open and close your mouth here, if you have the ability, you can go up and break your head with that boy!
What is it to always take advantage of me?

I've been done with by you, can't you leave something behind?

I bother.

Zhang Ji tried his best to keep smiling: "A person who has been defeated repeatedly dare not show his ugliness in front of him."

Fan Chou paused.

"Your brother said this, I think you must have a plan in mind, why, you don't want to say it?"

Zhang Ji: I'm not, I haven't, don't talk nonsense.

"Ji really has no plans..."

Zhang Jiren was almost numb.

He really couldn't stand it any longer, wishing he could just stand here and squint for a while.

Fan Chou clasped his index finger, pondered for a long time, and then said: "Your brother has worked hard all night, and I think I'm sleepy too, so I won't keep my brother."

After Zhang Ji heard the amnesty, he didn't care about An Ding's soldiers, so he hurried back to the camp to rest.

Fan Chou stared at Zhang Ji's back, wondering what he was planning.

He called a few soldiers to follow behind him, walked quickly to a place where there was no one there, and said: "Stay in the camp and secretly monitor the whereabouts of Zhang Ji's soldiers and horses. Be careful, and don't leak the news."

"If you hear it, you must report to me immediately if you see any changes, understand?"

Those soldiers received the order, returned to the camp, and each took care.

Only then did Fan Chou feel slightly relieved. It was almost noon, and he walked slowly towards the camp of the Chinese army. On the way, he saw soldiers queuing up to receive today's rations.

He glanced at it and saw that there was less rice in the pot and more soup, and he clasped his thumb even harder.

(End of this chapter)