Chapter 25 Backstab
Stuart House

Zhong Ping clenched his left hand and stretched out his fist, paused slightly, and said with a smile, "Three."

"Hmm." Wang Yun stroked his beard and relaxed his brows, "Two."

The positions of the chess pieces on the game board changed, and Wang Yun's owl chess was blocked by Zhongping on the vertical line, unable to advance or retreat, gradually showing signs of defeat.

"It's not good to be old." Wang Yun changed his mind, "Sanbai?"

"Nine Three: A gentleman works all day long, but he is vigilant at night. Severe, no blame."

Zhong Ping nodded, and compared the "Book of Changes" at hand to read out the lines: "What's the explanation?"

Wang Yun stopped his movements, and the wrinkles around his eye sockets piled up.

"Nine three..."

He stroked the root of his beard subconsciously, and pressed his chin lightly with his thumb.

"Nine three. A gentleman works all day long, but he is vigilant at night; he is fierce and blameless. Xiang said: he works all day long and repeats the way. Those who get this line will keep coming and going, and it is difficult to get money. If they don't plan carefully in everything, they will be restless. Those who are responsible will suffer losses. An official will have heavy duties and many tasks, and if he can maintain a worried and cautious attitude, he will not be at fault."

Zhong Ping breathed a sigh of relief, Wang Yun just looked solemn, he thought he had made some ominous omen...

No, when did I start to believe in divination?

"It shouldn't be." Wang Yun frowned, ""Xi Ci" said: 'Two are more famous, four are more fearful, three are more fierce, five are more meritorious'. Nine three are 'how fierce'?"

Kind of flat heart suddenly.

"Come here." Wang Yun signaled Zhong Ping to sit beside him. He held onto the wide sleeve with his left hand, and drew a hexagram on the table with the tip of his fingernail dipped in tea soup.

"The position of 'Jiu San' is located at the end of the lower hexagram. In the Qian hexagram, although there is rising yang energy, it is in the lower hexagram, which indicates that the future is uncertain."

Wang Yun thought for a long time before asking, "Boheng, have you planned anything lately?"

Zhong Ping didn't hide it, and truthfully told his "book wiping trick".

Estimating the time, Zhang Ji probably had a falling out with Fan Chou...

Wang Yun listened and nodded repeatedly.

"This plan is very clever. Weird, weird, how could there be such a hexagram?"

Wang Yun originally thought that this ominous hexagram meant that there were omissions in Zhong Ping's recent plan, which would have a bad influence on him.

But after hearing the flat plan, he felt that it was very wonderful, without any omissions, and he couldn't help but feel puzzled.

"What about other than that?"

Zhong Ping thought about it carefully, and shook his head with great certainty: "There is nothing else."

"That's it, that's it."

Wang Yun couldn't think of any results, so he suppressed the worries in his heart: "This game is lost by the old man."

"Situ Guoqian."

Zhong Ping still knows that he is two catty, and he has only played Liubo three times.

The first time was with Xun You, and Zhongping suffered a disastrous defeat.

The second time was the same kind of series, and the kind of flat wins.

Afterwards, Xun You told Zhong Ping that Zhong Ji's chess skills are actually very good, but for some reason, he always throws the worst "white", and he has never won in boxing games.

Therefore, as long as you play Liubo, you will definitely lose.

After going through these two times, Zhong Ping reckoned that his chess skills were equal to his father's level of boxing guessing.

To be able to beat Wang Yun today, it is definitely because Wang Yun released the water, no, it should be said that he released the Pacific Ocean.

"If you lose, you lose." Wang Yun didn't care about winning or losing. He caught whitebait with the copper wire on the side of the gambling plate and sent it to the breeding ground.

"This whitebait was won by the old man a few days ago."

Zhong Ping took the whitebait and pinned it to his belt. In his previous life, he liked to collect such pretty but useless little things.

"Given by the elders, I dare not resign."

Wang Yun laughed heartily and joked, "I don't think you dare to resign, do you want to?"

Zhong Ping approached with a thick face: "Situ Yingming!"

"How could you like this thing..." Wang Yun shook his head while pushing the remaining silver fish on the chessboard to the seeding plane.

"Don't lose your mind." After Zhong Ping took it, Wang Yun gave another serious warning.

"Keep it in mind."

Zhong Ping hung the two small whitebait together, feeling satisfied.

Wang Yun narrowed his eyes slightly.

He noticed that Zhongping had always used his left hand.

After leaving Situ Mansion, Zhong Ping returned to the city wall and continued to defend the city.

"Are there any changes outside the city today?" Zhong Ping asked in a low voice.

"It's too bad."

The answer was an all too familiar voice.

Zhong Ping Fu forehead, how could he forget that Wang San is on duty today.

"Master Shaofu, I'm on your right, don't look behind me."

"Oh." Zhong Ping silently retracted his head poking back, as if nothing had happened: "How is it outside?"

"There doesn't seem to be any noise." Wang San scratched his head, "I've been staring at it."

Zhongping started to get nervous.

Could it be that the "September [-]rd" is still fulfilled in the "book wiping plan"?

Impossible, I have been laying the groundwork for so long, the conflict between Zhang Ji and Fan Chou should have reached the point of irreconcilability, to the point of life and death...

This kind of uneasiness and shake only lasted for a short moment.

The gate of the camp outside the city suddenly opened, Zhang Ji was riding on the horse, behind him was Fan Chou, who was half-stained in blood and tied tightly.

He rode his horse to the city.

Fan Chou's soldiers dared not act rashly, so they could only stay in Yingkou and wait and see silently.

"Zhang Ji is willing to surrender!"

Zhang Ji dismounted from his horse, pulled Fan Chou who was about to fall into a coma to the ground, and raised his voice: "This traitor Fan Chou has been captured by Ji!"

With a calm face, he said to Wang San: "Tell Zhang Ji to persuade Fan Chou's troops to surrender, and say that there is still a way to survive by abandoning the dark and turning to the bright. Your Majesty only punishes the most vicious and vicious people, and the rest can be set aside and given back. Rural toll."

"okay."

Wang San was still a little confused, he couldn't figure out why that stinky grandson suddenly surrendered?

Could it be that in Chang'an earlier, my big bidou worked?It doesn't matter, anyway, you can't be wrong if you listen to the words of your own Shaofu!
Wang San roared at the city.

Zhang Ji listened for a long time before he understood what the other party was talking about.

It's strange, the man in the city is obviously very embarrassing, why when I heard this voice, my cheeks felt a dull pain, as if I had been slapped a few times...

Zhang Ji didn't have time to think too much, at this point, he only had to obey Zhong Ping's orders.

Fan Chou's soldiers have lost their general, and the morale of the army has long been in turmoil.As soon as Zhang Ji repeated Zhong Ping's words, many people took the initiative to put down their weapons and choose to surrender.

But most of them still have some doubts.

Can you really avoid liquidation after lowering it?Besides, it's evil...

Some people in the team looked at each other and shouted: "How do we know that General Zhang didn't intend to feign surrender to us?"

"Zhang Jiben is an internal response, how can you believe his words?!"

One of them jumped up and down more happily, yelling constantly: Zhang Ji can't be trusted, I can't wait.

"This is what His Majesty said. Does General Zhang dare to make a false statement? Will Your Majesty not believe what he said?"

A voice suddenly sounded from the crowd.

It was the herald who spoke. He looked around and said with a sneer: "I am the person next to the general, and I know that the general also intended to join the court, but because of General Li's affection, I didn't show it on the surface. .”

The backstab came so unexpectedly that Fan Chou spat out a mouthful of old blood and passed out completely.

(End of this chapter)

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