Three Kingdoms: I rely on system loopholes to survive

Chapter 96
Facts have proved that it is not reliable to expect Liu Dai to go to Xuzhou for help.

Cao Cao eloquently sent a volume of books and silks, and only got eight big characters "Yellow Turban Rat Bandits, nothing to fear", followed by Bao Xin's euphemistic explanation of "I tried my best, but I can't save it".

"Continued Han Shu" commented on Liu Dai, saying: "Both Dai and Yao have excellent talents." However, looking at the records of the Three Kingdoms, this "talent" is considered a relatively common record. Basically, as long as it is not too hopeless, You can get such an evaluation.

Although it is recorded in "Heroes": "Dai is filial, fraternal, benevolent, and accepts others with humility."

But as far as the current situation is concerned, Zhong Ping really didn't see where this Liu Gongshan "empty himself and accept others".

Since Liu Dai was determined to fight the Yellow Turban head-on, Cao Cao studied the map for a long time, and finally, under Zhongping's insistence, he agreed to go to Xuzhou as an envoy.

"Boheng, if you can't do it, you don't have to force it. Tao Gongzu is strong on the outside, but on the inside, and Huang Jin borrowed the excuse, he will definitely save some face. Boheng can name it."

After Cao Cao read Bao Xin's chido, it was clear on his face.Liu Dai's move was not unexpected.

After receiving the news of the Yellow Turban, Cao Cao contacted Zhang Miao in private, planning to attack Hanoi while Zhang Niujiao and Mrs. Guo were in Xuzhou.

The two led hundreds of thousands of soldiers, they were young and strong soldiers, there were too many old and weak women and children in Hanoi, just when it was empty.

If Hanoi is determined, there will be turmoil under Guo Zhang's command. As long as Zang Hongyingshao can deal with it properly, he will hold back the Qingxu Huangjin coalition army and prevent it from joining Guo Zhang's second army.

After a long time, the yellow turban dragons have no leader, and the fighting spirit is vented, and defeat is the inevitable end.

Cao Cao has made a plan in his mind, but in the end, whether Ying Shao can cooperate with Zang Hong, and what the battle situation ahead is, there are too many uncertain factors.

With a check, there is a chance of winning.

At such an extraordinary time, even if you cherish the mediocre talents, you have to put them in danger.

"Uncle, don't worry." Chong flattened his sleeves and saluted, "Lieutenant Diandu is superb in martial arts, and since the Yellow Turban said that he did not commit any crimes in Xuzhou, he will not give someone a reason for nothing."

"My lord, don't worry, I have a certain life, and I will protect Taishi so that his hair doesn't get hurt!"

Dian Wei clasped his fists, his tone straightforward.

Zhong Ping would like to correct it, it is "unscathed", not "no hair damage".

It's just that now that the atmosphere is in place, even Jing Ke should sing "The wind is rustling, the water is cold, and the strong man will never return when he is gone", and then he throws his wine glass, turns around and walks away without looking back.

It always feels strange to correct a wrong word suddenly.

Cao Cao held Zhong Ping's arm, and said earnestly: "Bo Heng must take care of himself."

Zhong Ping had already stepped on the short table with half of his foot, so he had to half turn around and hold Cao Cao's hand instead: "Uncle, don't worry."

To be honest, Zhong Ping actually wanted to bring Le Jin into Xuzhou. After all, Le Jin...has a face that is very good at talking.

And Dian Wei... Chong Ping was a little worried, whether Dian Wei would suddenly come up with a "weird" idiom when he was persuading Tao Qian, which would cause the situation to gallop in an uncontrollable direction.

Cao Cao keenly caught the worry that flashed between Zhong Ping's eyebrows, and he didn't feel that Zhong Ping was worried about his trip to Xuzhou.

Zhong Ping can figure out Cao Cao's thoughts with that bit of later knowledge, so why didn't Cao Cao use his time in Dongjun to figure out Zhong Ping's temperament?

"Boheng, after arriving in Xuzhou, things are not harmonious, you can ask Zhong Ren for advice."

Zhong Ping didn't remember who this "Zhong Ren" was for a while, so he could only vaguely say yes.

The horse in front of the cart snorted softly, Cao Cao stood beside Che Shi, said nothing, just patted Zhong Ping on the shoulder.

For some reason, Zhong Ping thought of Zhong Ji. Once he led the soldiers to guard Chang'an, Zhong Ji asked him if he really wanted to erect a monument so much.

He thought a lot, but in the end he just kept silent. What did Zhong Ji say at that time?

Standing in the long wind, Zhong Ji sighed and said, "I know it for my father." Zhong Ping rarely saw his unreliable father show such a deep expression. Back then, Zhong Ji was just like Cao Cao at this time.

He patted his shoulder hard.

In a trance, Cao Cao's face in front of Zhong Ping's eyes overlapped with the same one for a moment.

"Uncle, if the Yellow Turban Rebellion subsides, can we give to the fallen soldiers..." Zhong Ping suddenly stopped his half-spoken words.

Dusk, wild geese, north wind.

The ancients always seemed to choose when these images appeared when they bid farewell, or it may be said that these elements intensified the sadness and melancholy of parting, adding more poetic flavor.

The crimson afterglow scattered on Cao Cao's body, Zhong Ping half propped up the curtain of the car, but the rest of his body was stained with the temperature of the setting sun.

"...Let's gossip and say goodbye."

Zhongping held his breath, and let out a long, slow breath.

He turned around and sat in the carriage, and the curtains fell to isolate the slightest bit of setting sun from the outside.

It's very late.

The coachman shook the reins, and the horse's hooves pattered the ground, and the chariot and horses walked towards the end of Pingwu.

There are piles of sorted wheat straw piled up in the field, bundled into a mound, and the embankment submerges into the end of the mountain. A young man with his bare upper body is carrying logs and stones, looking around blankly on the slope with his head down.

With this residual heat, the newly applied mortar on the banks of the Potang gradually solidified, and the prepared lime and glutinous rice flour penetrated into the damp wheat straw and wood, subtly changing their original forms.

The wooden rope is straight in the middle, and the wheel is thought of as a wheel, and its bend is in the middle.Although there is violence, those who no longer stand up will make it so.

Zhong Ping lifted the curtain of the car and looked back at Cao Cao who was still standing there.

A torch was already lit beside him, and the flames danced in the wind, illuminating Cao Cao's face flickering on and off.

"Lieutenant Diandu, Mr. Zhongren... is it?"

Zhong Ping withdrew his gaze and devoted himself to seeking help from Xuzhou.

Dian Wei's eyes were empty, and he didn't know where to focus his gaze. Zhong Ping could tell that he was trying to find his memory.

After a long while, Dian Wei replied uncertainly: "It seems...it is Wei, Master Wei."

Master Wei?
Zhong Ping's eyes were blank, and the expression on his face was exactly the same as Dian Wei's.

He didn't remember that Boss Cao had a chief bookkeeper named Wei who was very favored by Boss Cao?

No... The one who has a deep relationship with Boss Cao, the one who is trusted by Boss Cao, the one whose surname is Wei... Could it be that Wei Zhong?

Zhong Ping remembered that when Cao Cao was looking for Xiaodouzi, he put Dian Wei next to him as a guard for the first time. At that time, he was similar to Cao Cao's attitude towards Wei Zhong, and he really realized Cao Cao's emphasis on talents.

But... let me discuss with this Wei Zhong, Boss Cao, are you serious?

Zhong Ping recalled Wei Zhong's experience of defecting and fleeing everywhere in history, and looked at Dian Wei, who was "witty-sounding", and felt that the future was bleak.

With this crouching dragon and phoenix chick, being able to convince Tao Qian is really a ghost...

"Wen Ruo, what do you think is the half of Boheng's unfinished sentence?"

Cao Cao narrowed his eyes as he watched the chariots and horses turn into black dots and disappear into the wild goose.

The vast night covered the mountains and plains.

it's dark.

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