Three Kingdoms: I rely on system loopholes to survive

Chapter 97
The Yellow Turban Rebellion triggered by the integration of Zhang Niujiao is not the same as the rebellion in this period of history.

The Yellow Turbans in Qingzhou plundered Dong'anping, swept across Guang and Li counties, leaving almost no grass in the places they passed, and all the warehouses in Guo County were looted. .

When Zhongping entered the boundary of Xuzhou, it was reported that nearly 50 yellow scarves had been surrounded under the city of Linzi.

"This is really, reappearing the chaos of Zhongping."

Chong Ping was burdened with the burden of asking for help, and the chariots and horses left Dongjun, galloping towards Pengcheng State along the way-Taishan County was facing a million Yellow Turbans from Qingzhou and Xuerzhous, of course Zhongping did not dare to pass there.

To avoid the Yellow Turban of Mount Tai, a detour to Pengcheng is the best choice.

Since the outside was in such a state of chaos, in order to avoid unnecessary complications, the group traveled day and night and did not dare to board in the counties along the way, but there was always a time to stop along the way.

The news about the Yellow Turban continued to reach Zhong Ping's ears. Seeing that the flames of war had spread to Nancheng, but in Cheng County, vehicles and horses must not stop.

"Since Zhang Jiao's death, the Yellow Turbans have been scattered all over the place. Although there are rebellions in various places, they are just remnants of evil. It took some time to quell the troops. Such a formation is indeed intriguing."

Wei Zhong accepted Zhong Ping's exclamation and forced himself to analyze the current situation.

No matter how you put it, Zhong Ping has also experienced the hellish exercise of "going to bed at six o'clock and getting up at ten o'clock, and the king of hell praised me for my good health". Apart from the current black and blue, the whole person is also full of energy.

"It is rumored that Zhang Niujiao is Zhang Jiao's direct successor, and he is also known as a 'virtuous teacher'. Now that the yellow scarves are so powerful, Ping may hear the voice of 'the age is in Renshen, the world will be prosperous' again."

Feeling uneasy on a plane, thinking about the news I got along the way, it is inevitable that something strange will arise.

The yellow turbans crossed the border like locusts, and wherever they swept, no matter the rich or the poor, they all looted, and even slaughtered clans in many cases.

A major development model of the gentry in the Eastern Han Dynasty was to take advantage of the disaster year to annex land and turn farmers into their own servants and tenants.

Although the law forbids refugees from appearing, the laissez-faire of land privatization and annexation has caused a large number of self-cultivating farmers to go bankrupt and become tenant farmers and refugees.

Since the middle of the Eastern Han Dynasty, floods, droughts and locust plagues have continued year after year. In 153 (the first year of Yongxing), one-third of the counties and counties in the country suffered from floods and locust plagues. Hundreds of thousands of households went bankrupt and went into exile. Cannibalism appeared in Jizhou .

In 166 (the ninth year of Yanxi), there was a great famine in Yuzhou, and four out of ten died of starvation.During the time of Emperor Ling, "Women in Hanoi eat their husbands, and men in Henan eat their wives".

The final outbreak of the Yellow Turban Uprising was inseparable from natural disasters. At the same time, what these rebels hated even more was actually the landlords, clans and...the court.

"Taishi Ling, the convenience ahead is Cheng County, do you want to stop and rest?"

Dian Wei sat straddling the front of the car, half holding the steering wheel in his hand, and poked half his head in to ask.

Zhong Ping rubbed his eyes, looked at Wei Zhong's expression from the corner of his eye, saw that his face was blue, his lips were pursed and he didn't say a word, he guessed that this man was about to vomit again, so he sold it off.

"Go to the county first."

Wei Zhong's tense shoulders suddenly loosened, nodded to Zhong Ping, and took care of him at this time in his heart.

Zhong Ping was somewhat puzzled by why Wei Zhong, who was proficient in riding and shooting, was "motion sick" alone. From the third day in the car, when Wei Zhong opened his eyes, the first thing he did must be to lean on the car window. Spit spit.

When he first met Wei Zhong, he was eloquent and heroic. Zhong said calmly that it was no wonder that Boss Cao thought that "Wei Zhong is the only one who never abandons his orphans."

After staying with Cao Cao for a long time, Zhong Ping also found out Cao Cao's hobby of "emphasizing both talent and appearance". Generally speaking, it means that Cao Cao has a faint tendency to "face control". For people with extraordinary appearance, he comes with a 5% halo bonus.

People are visual animals, and it is reasonable to expect and tolerate people with good looks and good temperament.

but……

Wei Zhong lay on the window of the car exhausted with a thin and black face.

If I had known that he would get "motion sickness", this official business... come or come, I can always make some preparations in advance.

He had never imagined that one day he would sit in the carriage for dozens of days, and naturally it was impossible to foresee that he would be in such a state of embarrassment.

"vomit--"

Wei Zhong shrugged his shoulders, spat out the chyme again, and took a long while to recover.

Zhong Ping hurriedly handed over the water bag, Wei Zhong didn't bother to wipe his mouth, and took a few mouthfuls of "gudong gudong".

"Can you bother Tai Shiling, wait for the carriages to stop, and buy some hot rice for me, because I have a stomach ache, and I really can't eat the dry food in the carriage."

Zhong Ping looked at the skinny Wei Zhong sympathetically, opened the curtain of the car, and estimated how long it would take to enter the city.

Originally, in order to avoid the Yellow Turbans, the convoy left Dongjun County and transferred from Jiyin County to Peiguofeng County. Although these county towns were dilapidated, there was rare peace among pedestrians.

If it wasn't for the tight schedule, and the news about how fast the Yellow Turban offensive was and how many people there were in the ears, Zhong Ping really hoped to stop and rest to get rid of the bad smell on his body.

Now that he was about to enter Xuzhou, Zhong Ping dared to agree to Dianwei's inquiry "whether he wants to enter the county".

It's just that he didn't expect that he hadn't lifted the curtain of the car for several days, and he looked out for the first time today, and what he saw would be such a scene.

When you go out, you can't see anything, and the plain is covered by bones.

It's not that Zhong Ping has never read Cao Cao's "A Journey in Hao Li", nor has he never seen the battlefield where his fingers were broken and his skin was cracked, and the land of Chang'an was covered with blood.

But when Dian Wei was used to instructing his attendants to clean up these "obstacles" when he saw the decaying grass in the sky and the rotting corpses and bones scattered on the road, Zhong Ping still couldn't hold back and vomited out with a "wow".

The attendants didn't have any tools at hand, so they could only use their feet and the torn grass to "remove" these white bones half-clad with carrion.

A few ragged refugees stood blankly in the distance, their numb eyes moved, they shuffled over, squatted down feebly, fell sideways, half touching the ground, and picked up a few bones.

Everyone's faces were very calm, as if "cleaning" the bones of a human corpse was no different from kicking away a dead branch and weed.

"...How come there are so many bones around here?"

Zhong Ping suddenly remembered that Wei Zhong vomited every day, and he must have seen the situation outside the window early on.

"The current situation is like this." Wei Zhong drank the water, and his face looked much better. "Tai Shiling has never seen such a scene, and it is normal to lose his composure for a while. After seeing it a lot, he will get used to it."

Zhong Ping didn't say anything, lay on the car window, and vomited again. Wei Zhong blamed himself, patted Zhong Ping's back lightly, and persuaded: "Tai Shi Ling is young after all, please close your eyes and rest?"

"Lang Jun, please do me a favor, can you give me something to eat?" A gray-faced woman was holding a skinny baby in her right hand, while her left hand was still groping on the ground, picking up the bone, which was even bigger than her forearm. A little rough.

Hearing her weak voice, Zhong Ping saw that the woman wanted to rely on helping to clear the road and change some dry food, so he subconsciously stretched his hand into his bosom, but was held down by Wei Zhong.

"There is still a long way to go to Xuzhou, Tai Shiling looks at the refugees behind her, can you distribute dry food to everyone?"

"...with a baby in her arms."

"Tai Shi Ling, don't forget our duty... Will the tens of thousands of people in Yanzhou be buried because of a mere woman?!"

Wei Zhong pressed Zhong Ping's hand with more strength, "Which is more important, Taishi Ling should have a decision in his heart."

There was a moment of silence in the carriage, and it took a long while for Zhong Ping to feel the shaking. He knew that it was Dian Wei who cleared the road and continued driving.

Zhong Ping lowered his head dejectedly, watching Wei Zhong take his hand out of his bosom little by little.

"Feel sorry."

He replied almost inaudibly, but he didn't know whether it was to the woman or Wei Zhong.

At the last second when the convoy drove into Cheng County, Zhong Ping turned his head and saw the woman kneeling on the ground, fighting with those Lumens for the chyme that Wei Zhong and himself had spit out earlier.

At that moment, Zhong Ping felt that he...

It is no different from the maggots on those carrion corpses.

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(End of this chapter)