Three Kingdoms: I rely on system loopholes to survive

Chapter 99
After inheriting the county, Zhongping and his party stopped staying and headed all the way to Pengcheng, the seat of Xuzhou.

After entering Xuzhou, it is not like the surrounding counties of Xuzhou, where bones are everywhere and rotting corpses are exposed in the grass.

From Donghai to Langya, the two counties have not suffered the slightest damage, and have not heard any news about the Yellow Turban. Zhang Niujiao seems to do what he says, and he has not violated the land of Xuzhou at all.

Wei Zhong's face was ugly. The calmer Xuzhou was, the less likely they would be successful in asking for help. It took so much time to go back and forth, and he couldn't help getting anxious if he didn't get any news from Dongjun.

The only thing that he has some sense of accomplishment in the past few days is that under his persuasion, Zhong Ping finally figured out that "one who is a Taoist is not to understand the people, but to meet them. Wisdom too." The truth.

In Wei Zhong's view, Zhong Ping should learn more about Huang Lao's way. Although the way of Confucius and Mencius is the mainstream of the world, it is too rigid and loses the style of the gentry.

While Dian Wei was negotiating with the sentry cavalry, Wei Zhong felt that he needed to say a few more words about Zhong Ping.

"Boheng, Tao Gongzu is a man who is said to be humble and benevolent in the world, but in fact he is against the truth and admires his reputation. Boheng must be vigilant and not be deceived by his appearance."

"Ping knows."

Zhong Ping sat on his knees near the car window, folded his sleeves and saluted.

"Boheng has a calm mind. From a distance, he really looks like an old man."

Wei Zhong was very satisfied with Zhong Ping's quiet, respectful and unsmiling demeanor, and he said something about Tao Qian's character, and he stopped when Dian Wei told him that there were several horses coming to meet him.

"Is there a Taishi chariot ahead?"

Wei Zhong glanced through the curtain of the car, "I know this person, he is Wang Lang and Wang Jingxing who are in charge of governance, this person is quite valued by Tao Gongzu."

Zhong Ping nodded slightly, meaning that he knew it, and replied in a deep voice: "Ping came from Dongjun, and there is an explanation in the ruler letter."

Wang Lang got off his horse, straightened his robe sleeves, stopped the movements of the followers behind him, and approached the carriage, "Long admired the name of Tai Shi, Lang is lucky to know it. I heard that Tai Shi ordered you to enter Xuzhou, is it because of the yellow scarf?"

In front of everyone, it is impossible for Zhong Ping to jump out of the car directly, for such a disrespectful act, the entourage presented a short table, Zhong Ping stepped down, and bowed to Wang Lang first.

The future Wang Situ was still young and seemed quite tolerant, and he could not simply say "I have never seen such a brazen person" and die.

"The world is in decline." Zhong Ping sighed, but did not directly answer Wang Lang's question.

"Why did Tai Shiling sigh like that?" Wang Lang was a little puzzled by this senseless sigh, and he thought to himself, didn't you come to ask for help?What do you suddenly say "the decline of the world".

He naturally knew that "The Decline of the World" came from the pre-Qin "Chengxiang Miscellaneous Ci", followed by "Slanderous people return, Bigan sees Jizi tired; Wu Wang punishes him, Lu Shang recruits Yin Minhuai."

Wang Lang faintly felt that there was a mystery hidden in Zhong Ping's sigh, but he couldn't figure it out for a while, so he had to wait for him to write.

Zhong Ping continued to sigh: "The world of Huanling is the worst. Since the ministers and the governors of the states, the shepherds of the states, the kings are not sympathetic, the guests are the guests, the crowns and the doors are filled, the Confucianism is blocked, the sergeants are self-confessed, and the stars are long-suffering." Drive, send to welcome, the pavilion is always full, and the officials serve the gate."

"The torch fire goes on at night, and the temple is not closed; the arms are folded, the wrists are tied, and the sky is sworn, and the favor is not trivial; the document is entrusted to the official Cao, and the prisoner is accumulated in the prison, and it is not easy to save."

Wang Lang was sweating when he heard this, he felt that such a tone seemed to be ordered by the imperial court, and he was not ordinary enough to make such old-fashioned and pungent words, he felt panicked.

Zhong Ping saw that the fire was about the same, and looked at Wang Lang with a half-smile, "There is no emperor above, no virtuous prince below, the king does not know right from wrong, and the minister does not distinguish right from wrong...do you take it for granted?"

"Tai Shi Ling, why did Tai Shi Ling say such a thing?"

Wang Lang was still young, and he was so ashamed by Zhong Ping's long speech that he was speechless.

Although he was mentally prepared to ask for help in Yanzhou's urgency, he never expected that the famous kid he thought would be so sharp-tongued. .

Now mentioning the Yellow Turbans in the territory and evading the rescue is nothing but self-inflicted humiliation.

Wang Lang had just come to his senses at this time, if he bypassed the kind of flat words, I am afraid that the "decline of the world" at the beginning would fall on him, and he would be a "slander" to dissuade Tao Qian from sending troops.

Under the reputation, there are no empty scholars.

It's me who underestimates people in the world.

Wang Lang felt a little bit bitter in his heart, feeling inexplicably as if all these years had been lived in the stomach of a dog.

"Tai Shi Ling came from a long way, why not go to Chuanshe to rest and see you tomorrow?"

In desperation, Wang Lang could only practice Tai Chi, intending to stabilize Zhongping, and first discuss countermeasures with Tao Qian.

Zhong Ping naturally saw Wang Lang's plan, one piece of one piece and one piece of relaxation, it was not enough to prepare.

Since Tao Qian had shown some aggressive aura before, it would only be counterproductive if he insisted on pushing hard. If Tao Qian really didn't want this name, Zhong Ping had no other choice.

Therefore, in order to accept Wang Lang's "good intentions", they pretended to be hypocritical, praised each other and declined a few words, and went to Chuanshe with people and horses.

Wang Lang said that he was going to hold a banquet for Zhong Ping and his party, but his eyes were flying around, obviously he was a little afraid of Zhong Ping's sharp mouth, for fear of being ridiculed again and not getting off the stage.

Zhong Ping didn't mean to say any more. For today's confrontation, he rummaged through his memory, pondered hard for several days, and then searched for chapters and excerpts, and then Xu Gan found suitable words in "Zhonglun Condemnation". Not easy.

If he hadn't studied the classics under Cai Yong's door, I am afraid that these long-term memories would have been forgotten long ago, and there is not much left. How can he still have the sharpness of today?

Seeing that Wang Lang was restless at this time, he also took the initiative to pass a step to the other party: "I heard that Mr. Kang Cheng avoided disaster in Xuzhou, is there really such a thing?"

When Wang Lang heard the word "avoid disaster", his heart skipped a beat. What disaster was Zheng Xuan avoiding?

"It's all for idle talk, and you don't have to worry about it when you're doing business." Zhong Ping said calmly, "My teacher Cai Zhonglang and Mr. Kang Cheng are friendly, so Ping asked this question."

Wang Lang was relieved at first, but then he was a little dazed, he had never heard of such a relationship between Zhong Ping and Cai Yong, and he was anxious for a while, always feeling that there was some trap waiting for him to jump in Zhong Ping's words.

"So, so..." Wang Lang tried his best to smile, but he looked like a frightened bird.

"Mr. Kang Cheng lives in the mountains of Nancheng." Wang Lang was a bit self-defeating, he jumped as soon as he said, what else can he do, eat the king's salary, and be loyal to the king.

No matter how difficult it is to eat the rice sent by Shijun.

Wang Lang regarded death as home: "If Tai Shiling wants to visit Mr. Kang Cheng, Lang will send someone to prepare his horse."

"Trouble doing it."

This kind of mediocre response made Wang Lang feel uncomfortable.

This is... the end?
You, don't mock me, I'm still not used to it...

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