Three Kingdoms: I rely on system loopholes to survive

Chapter 81

He felt that this scene was very familiar to him, lying on the couch with nothing to love in his life.

"So, besides taking advantage of the flood, do you have any other strategies?" Zhong Ping wrapped up the quilt silently and shrank back against the wall.

Xi Zhicai didn't have the consciousness of occupying the flat space at all, and lay on his back, leisurely and contentedly: "If there is something else, I won't talk about this plan?"

Zhongping thief, your mother is melancholy, no matter what other people travel through time travel, they can be matched with a counselor with 80 plus intelligence, why is it my turn to only have an incomprehensible drama talent?Or for one night only.

What kind of human suffering is this?
"I think about it... The key is the Black Mountain Army. If I can figure out the opponent's action time..." Zhong Ping glanced at the weather forecast in the system column, "It is mid-April, if I were the Black Mountain Army, I would probably choose Go down the mountain and attack before the rainy season. Zhicai, in the past few years, when did East County usually start to enter the rainy season?"

Xi Zhicai turned over and got up with his back to Zhong Ping: "About a few days later, it seems that Li Kui and others are not only stepping on the plate, but also staying in Dongwuyang to be their ears."

Kind of flat pupil earthquake.

No, Xi Zhicai, a guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes, how can you be so proficient with your mouth full of swearing?Was the co-author really a terrorist before?
Xi Zhicai did not expect that his few words would bring such a huge shock to Zhong Ping.

He said to himself: "Boheng doesn't smell like wine, I really can't sleep, I'd better sleep comfortably with Fengxiao, it's a pity that Fengxiao isn't here, otherwise the three of us would fall together..."

Zhong Ping: "Are you unable to sleep unless you sleep with someone?"

The room fell into an eerie silence, and Xi Zhicai quietly fiddled with the lamp grass.

"Let's continue talking about the black bandits..."

"Ah, so I'm right..."

"To shut up!"

The next day, Zhong Ping liked to mention a pair of panda eyes again. He sat on the head of the bed with a look of lovelessness on his face, and vowed that he would never want these old men to sleep in the same bed in his life.

Although Xi Zhicai doesn't snore, he grinds his teeth and still smells sour from wine! It's not obvious during the day, but when the windows are closed at night, the smell is really strong.

Zhong Ping leaned against the wall, covered his nose with the quilt, and stayed up all night with his eyes open, almost crying into a two-hundred-pound dog with a "woof".

Traveling through more than ten years, what scene has he not seen?
He had never seen this scene before.

I haven't suffered this kind of grievance since I grew up, and I didn't let anyone sleep for two consecutive nights.

"Your Majesty, do you need a maid to serve you?"

Tan Nu asked as usual, but she didn't hold the hope that Zhong Ping would call her in, but before she finished speaking, she heard Zhong Ping's weak voice from inside the room.

"Trouble, come in directly."

"No." Tannu was very happy, now that she can serve in the one-story bungalow, after that... is it still far from being loved by your husband?
Then Tan Nu was shocked by Zhong Ping's pale and haggard appearance: "Mr. Lang, the servant girl knows that Mr. Lang is worried about farming, but she can't abuse her body like this! If Mr. Lang makes any mistakes, what should the servant girl do?"

Zhong Ping was ashamed to say that he was in such a horrible state because of Cao Cao and Xi Zhicai. After he washed slowly, he opened the door to face the cool breeze, and his mind instantly cleared up.

"It's nothing, maybe it's a little unacceptable." Chong Ping gritted his teeth, and it took a long time to calm down, "Is the eldest son awake?"

Although Tan Nu didn't know why Zhong Ping asked Cao Ang, she still replied: "The eldest son should be studying in the front yard at this time."

"Little Mister Xun Ang?"

Just as Zhong Ping was about to ask Tan Nu to take him to the front yard, the curtain outside the door shook, and Cao Ang's recognizable male duck voice followed behind the curtain into the house.

"Is there any reason for Mr. to find disciples? I don't know which classic Mr. Xiao will teach students today?"

Cao Ang saluted his disciples in a dignified way, then approached him and asked in a low voice.

"If I can't cope with my father's investigation, my life will be over! I hope you can save me, sir."

Zhong Pingxin said, why are these words so familiar? Why, you want to trick me into going upstairs, and then pull the ladder?

"The more you know, the more you will do it; the more you do it, the more you will know." Zhong Ping smiled maliciously, "Have you ever taken practical lessons, my lord?"

Cao Ang: I don't know why, but my back feels cold...

Facts proved that Cao Ang's premonition was not wrong. The overcast sky was pregnant with rain, and the air was so humid that it seemed that water droplets could be squeezed out with a fist.

Xi Zhicai looked at Cao Ang, who was bending over the field, clumsily harvesting the wheat, and walked away silently from Zhongping.

"How did you trick the eldest son to go to the land?" Xi Zhicai was puzzled, and Cao Ang was so obedient in his impression that only Cao Cao and Mrs. Ding were the only ones.

"What is cheating? It's part of the course." Zhong Ping patted the soil on his body. He just went to the field to try to improve the effectiveness of wheat samarium. It is still very easy to harvest all the wheat within two days.

After the wheat is threshed and loaded into the warehouse, and the immature ones are made into green materials, they can concentrate on dealing with the Montenegro army.

"When the day of hoeing is noon, sweat drips down the soil. Who would have thought that every grain of Chinese food on the plate is hard work."

"Mencius said: 'If you are a people, you have no permanent property, because you have no perseverance. If you don't have perseverance, you will do everything you can to ward off evil. If you fall into a crime and then punish it, you are despising the people. How can there be a benevolent person in power and despise the people? But what can I do?'”

If the people do not have a fixed inheritance, they will not have a permanent heart.

If you don't have a long-term and unchanging kindness, you will disobey the constraints, commit crimes, and there is nothing you can't do.

Waiting for them to commit a crime and then punishing them with the criminal law is to frame the people.

How can there be a benevolent monarch in power who can do such things to frame the people?
"Young Master asked Ping, what is the meaning of 'no permanent property, no perseverance', do you know it now?" Zhong Ping asked loudly.

Cao Ang carelessly touched his sweaty face, raised his sore waist, turned around and stared at the field without saying a word, the old farmer, whose sweat dripped down his eyelashes, and couldn't spare time to wipe, raised his head and looked at the rolled-up trousers , Zhongping, whose hair was covered in grass clippings, straightened the corners of his mouth.

"Ang seems to have realized something, but it's just vague and he can't make out a clue."

"Come on, come up, this place is not high enough, follow me to the top of Cangpo."

Zhong Ping smiled and stretched out his hand to Cao Ang.

Xi Zhicai was thoughtful: "Bo Heng's class is interesting, can you allow Zhong Zhong to go with you?"

"There is nothing wrong with it, it's just a family's opinion, it's hard to be elegant, if Zhicai thinks there is something wrong, feel free to point it out."

"This sickle is really useful, it cuts the wheat so much faster!"

"That's right, the saw was changed, right? I came up with an idea. According to me, Xiao Lang should be a high-ranking official at a young age..."

Cao Ang passed by with smiles in his eyes, chatting with his subordinates who kept moving and harvesting wheat quickly, and followed Zhongping up Cangpo.

The three of them were condescending, and only the golden waves of wheat and the undulating black heads remained in the field, quiet and solemn.

This is a year's harvest.

On every ear of wheat, hangs the joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys of a family, even life and death.

"Eldest son, what about now, do you have a clear understanding?"

"..."

Cao Ang was just silent.

He stared at the scene of the field for a long time, his eyes were empty, he seemed to be watching, but also seemed to be thinking.

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