Chapter 3 Disaster in Qingzhou, Zheng Pingce's Discussion on the Yellow Turban

Liu Bei looked at Zheng Ping, who was drifting away, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "He is the son of Mr. Kang Cheng from Beihai, he is really a strange man!"

At this time, Guan Yu and Zhang Fei followed.

"Brother, why did Captain Zheng leave?" Guan Yu squinted his Danfeng eyes, quite puzzled.

"Mr. Zheng's matter will be discussed later!" Liu Bei calmed down slightly: "This time we were ambushed by the Yellow Turban bandits, there must be traitors collaborating with the enemy."

Although wondering how "Captain Zheng" became "Mr. Zheng", Guan Yu and Zhang Fei were sensible and didn't ask any further questions.

The treacherous collaborating with the enemy made Guan Yu and Zhang Fei very angry.

Guan Yu's eyes were full of murderous intent: "Brother is right, this time we were going to surprise the camp of the Yellow Turban bandits, but we were ambushed by the Yellow Turban bandits halfway. If there were no traitors to inform us, how could the Yellow Turban bandits deploy ahead of time?"

Zhang Fei was furious: "I think so too! No wonder the former county lieutenants are all dead, I dare say there is something tricky about it."

Liu Bei closed his eyes and meditated for a moment, and said, "Yun Chang, you go to Pingyuan and inform Prime Minister Chen about this. Also, ask Prime Minister Chen for someone else."

Guan Yu nodded: "Who do you want to know?"

Liu Bei looked in the direction where Zheng Ping was leaving, and said solemnly, "Zheng Ping, the son of Zheng Xuan in Beihai!"

the other side.

After Zheng Ping bid farewell to Liu Bei, he continued his journey back to Gaomi County.

Today, I met Liu Bei by chance, and after seeing Liu Bei's tactics, how he treats people, and his current ambitions, Zheng Ping's blood gradually boiled again.

Liu Bei is definitely one of the outstanding people in the world.

It started at the end of the century and was precarious all his life. Under the double pressure of Cao Cao's domination of the sky and Sun Quan's dominance of the land, he forcibly made a third of the world's one-of-a-kind country and society, which lasted for 43 years in the Han Dynasty.

Like most scholars, Zheng Ping focused on Yuan Shao, Cao Cao and other ministers at the beginning.

It's not that Zheng Ping doesn't know the records in the history books, but Zheng Ping still has the idea that the records in the history books may be different from the world he traveled through.

After all, history books can only be used as a reference, and we should not be paranoid that it is true.

If you can assist the strongest, the end of the troubled times will be faster.

Just like in the last years of the Western Han Dynasty, Liu Xiu stood out from the crowd. He started from scratch at the age of 28, proclaimed himself emperor at the age of 31 and established the Eastern Han Dynasty. It took 11 years to pacify the world and end the troubled times.

That's why Zheng Ping traveled to Zhuzhou and counties at the age of 16 to get to know all the talents in the world.

Read less books than travel thousands of miles.

Hearsay may be false, only what you have seen and heard is the truth.

But the result chilled Zheng Ping.

As recorded in the history books, Yuan Shao who was indecisive, Cao Cao who was suspicious, and Sun Jian who was light and unprepared
None of them met Zheng Ping's requirements for Mingzhu!
As for Liu Bei...

Although Liu Bei met Zheng Ping's requirements for the Ming Lord, his fate was ill-fated and his future was uncertain.

Therefore, Zheng Ping did not consider Liu Bei at first.

Even when Liu Bei wanted to seek talents, Zheng Ping did not answer immediately, but gave Liu Bei a lower limit for seeking talents.

A county lieutenant is not qualified to seek talents.

If you want to seek talents, you must be at least the county magistrate level.

And it has to be the magistrate, not the magistrate!
If the county has more than [-] households, the chief is called the order, and those who are dissatisfied are called the chief.

With the household registration and land in Gaotang County, if you manage it carefully, you can build an elite army of thousands of people.

This is Zheng Ping's minimum requirement.

If one wants to rule the roost in this troubled world, the only way to spread one's wings is to be in charge of a county's military administration.

If you are displaced, you can only take shelter in the shepherds of Zhuzhou counties as guest generals or pseudo-jobs, and it is difficult to win the general situation.

From Gaotang to Gaomi, Zheng Ping returned to his former residence without any risk.

Knowing that his second son, who had traveled for four years, had returned safely, Zheng Xuan, who had always been calm, lost even the peace of mind of a book.

"Xianmou, have you gained anything along the way?"

Zheng Xuan is sixty-three this year. Although his temples are gray and full of signs of time, he has a strong figure and a hale and hearty spirit.

Thousands of words, the moment they saw Zheng Ping, turned into a simple question about Zheng Ping's travels.

Although the words are simple, there is a loving father and affection.

Zheng Ping smiled and replied: "Read thousands of books, travel thousands of miles, get rid of the dust in your chest, and naturally camp in the hills and valleys."

Zheng Xuan stroked his beautiful beard, and said gratifiedly: "There is a saying in Laozi: Dun is as simple as it is, and as open as it is a valley. After four years of hard work, it shows vigor and restraint, and it has the style of an ancient sage."

"After returning this time, I will stay at home and study scriptures with your elder brother."

"In another three years, you will be able to promote Xiaolian."

"Your marriage should also be considered."

"Kong Wenju in Beihai has a daughter who has reached Jiji's age. She is quite virtuous and virtuous, and if she shows intentions, she will find a matchmaker for her father."

And Ji's age...started in three years...

Zheng Ping shuddered subconsciously, and said calmly:
"Father, whether it's studying the scriptures with your elder brother or getting married, it's not a temporary consideration."

"A calamity is about to happen in Qingzhou, father must prepare early."

Zheng Xuan was taken aback for a moment: "Qingzhou is well-off, there are many military revolutionaries, and Jiao Shijun is also a famous official here, where is the disaster?"

Zheng Ping shook his head slightly: "Jiao He likes to make a false reputation and talk about high-level ideas. He may have some talents in reciting poems, composing Fu, and annotating poems, but it is Qingzhou's misfortune to guard Qingzhou."

Seeing Zheng Ping calling Jiao He by name, and contemptuously talking about Jiao He, Zheng Xuan hastily reminded: "Xianmou, you can't mention this in front of outsiders! The Qingzhou Yellow Turban is not a temporary problem, and it will take time for Jiao Thorn History to wipe out the Yellow Turban. "

"Father, you are too optimistic!" Zheng Ping said contemptuously to Jiaohe: "On my way back, I saw yellow scarves looting cities many times. But the officers and soldiers of the counties and counties rarely can beat the thieves."

"There are even county officials who colluded with the Yellow Turban bandits to eliminate dissidents and rob and kill passing merchants."

"Jiao He, as the governor, has the authority to supervise the county officials, but the rewards and punishments are unclear. He believes in Wu Zhu, and he has to ask Wu Zhu to make decisions on military and political matters."

"It's ridiculous!"

"This year's Qingzhou has very little rain. If the drought continues, it is almost predictable that this year's autumn harvest will be miserable!"

"The people have no food, and the government is collecting taxes. What happened to Zhang Jiao in the past may happen again in Qingzhou!"

What happened to Zhang Jiao?

Yellow Turban again?

Zheng Xuan shook his head and chuckled: "Xianmou, is your assertion a bit exaggerated? Although Qingzhou is not very peaceful, it will not cause Zhang Jiao's old troubles!"

Although he knew that there were Yellow Turbans in Qingzhou, Zheng Xuan had always believed that the Yellow Turbans in Qingzhou were just a remnant of the Zhangjiao Yellow Turban Rebellion in the past. Zheng Xuan's assertion like Zheng Ping made Zheng Xuan unbelievable.

Zheng Ping restrained his voice: "Father, you are so focused on writing books and talking about things that you seldom know anything about the world, so it's hard to believe. But father, do you know that there is already a Yellow Turban 'Tucheng City' in Qingzhou?"

Tuchengyi~
Zheng Xuan's smile stopped abruptly.

(End of this chapter)

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