Three Kingdoms: I rely on system loopholes to survive

Chapter 169 Different fruits
As the sun sets in the west, the cold air of the night winds its way up the land, and the ice soaks into the bone marrow. Tanahira coughed twice and wrapped himself tightly in his cloak.

He estimated the time and knew that no matter how hard it was to get any information out of Xin Da's mouth, he had no thoughts of torture or coercion.

It was time for Wu Zhi and others to arrive outside the village.

Zhongping thought that there were county officials among the people accompanying him, so he raised his eyes and looked at the Xin brothers, somewhat worried that it would cause unnecessary misunderstandings.

"Brother Xin is a smart man and should have guessed the purpose of my trip."

Zhongpei took two sips of hot water and felt a bit of the cold air dissipate from the inside out. He slightly bent his eyes and spoke slowly.

"Oranges born in Huainan are oranges, while those born in Huaibei are oranges. The leaves and disciples are similar, but they taste different. So what? The water and soil are different."

"I heard that even plants with the same root often produce different fruits. Can such a thing be blamed on the plant itself?"

"Instead of cutting off the roots and deceiving oneself and others by cutting off the roots, why not choose to thin out the flowers and fruits, absorb nutrients, and leave only good fruits on this plant?"

Xin Da's expression remained unchanged: "I understand what the Lord means."

"I have also planted trees, and it is normal to remove green and small fruits in order to produce full fruits."

"The Venerable wants to preserve weak fruits, and even allows such fruits to compete with full fruits. This is beyond my understanding."

Tanehira felt strange: "So you want to let it go and let the fruit rot and eventually rot into the soil?"

The old man Xin Datong looked at each other, with a hint of bitterness in the corner of his mouth.

"Perhaps this is the best choice. At least the new plants can obey our wishes."

Zhong Ping immediately asked: "How does Brother Xin know that the new plants will not have special fruits?"

Xin Da was speechless for a moment. He nuzzled for a long time and hesitated: "I can redirect you later..."

"Brother Xin doesn't seem confident."

Zhongpei looked at the sky.

"It takes too long to replant a tree. Since Brother Xin has the courage to start anew, why not cut off his own strength and remove the excess fruits and branches now?"

He showed a meaningful smile, without looking at Xin Da's reaction, he gathered his cloak and stepped out of the house briskly.

"Is this tree really Brother Xin's? I don't think so."

Xin Da was suddenly startled.

He suddenly realized that he seemed to be talking too much to himself. It would be fine if they had been living in hiding in the village. Now the matter of Chen Liu had reached Cao Cao's ears.

Even though their Xin family still has the idea of ​​​​looking from afar, can they really be alone?
Speaking of what kind of fruit it is, the one who really has the right to judge "good" and "bad" is no longer the owner of this tree...

Xin Da showed annoyance for the first time. After all, he was "coaxed" by the approachable attitude. If it were anyone else, he would never let down his guard so easily.

"Brother, what kind of fruit is it? Is it delicious? I'm already hungry because of what you said..."

Xin Er saw that Xin Da had been motionless for a long time, and his old uncle was just huddled in the seat drinking hot soup. He felt aggrieved and came over, rubbing his belly.

"Just know to eat!"

Xin Da's thoughts were interrupted by Xin Er. He subconsciously stretched out his leg and was about to kick Xin Er's butt. However, he quickly remembered that the elders were in the hall and must not be rude, so he pretended that his legs were numb after standing for a long time, and gently kicked Xin Er on the ground. Kicked.

If the second uncle and the third uncle were still in the clan, how could the disaster happen today?
Xin Da looked at his old uncle. Although this idea was a bit rebellious, since he had become the talkative person in the clan, he really felt that there were very few people available.

Time, fate, misfortune and fortune depend on each other.

Perhaps this matter is, as the young man said, an opportunity for the Xin family in Longxi, but he can't say for sure...

Xin Da secretly calculated.

"… Where is the Venerable?"

Zhong Ping, who had already reached the door, turned around when he heard the sound: "Brother Xin, don't worry about me. My trip has taken a long time. I'm afraid that Duke Cao will miss me. Now that my entourage has arrived, I won't bother you anymore." Zhong Ping said in his heart. We have almost collected it, and it is basically certain that Chen Liuxin is the culprit. It is inevitable that the Xin family in this village has evidence.

The rest is left to Cao Cao to use twenty-three out of ten ways to deal with Xu You in the future. Basically, he can take away the Xin family in this place and use it as he wants.

"There are also several people from the Xin family in my village who are officials in the county, and they all have idle duties like sorting out documents."

Xin Da only said this sentence and then remained silent.

Zhongping looked calm and did not appear surprised. He bowed seriously to the old man in the hall who looked at his eyes and nose, and then nodded to the Xin brothers with a smile before stepping out of the door.

He thought that after meeting Liu Bei later, he should kidnap the county officials, lead his troops directly to follow Wu Zhi to his village, first place the other party's mother and young sister in place, control Li Zheng, break into the treasury to search for the household registration deed...

Zhongping pressed his eyebrows and felt a little headache.

This thing is easy to do. If done well, the popularity in Tuxian County will not be bad. The difficulty is that he has to finish it well. At least when the time comes to investigate the guilt, he will have to take the lead.

It seems that the young man who has just recovered has to be sent out again.

Zhongpei touched his chin and said that it was not a big problem. Anyway, to this day, he did not have any real power. Such a reputation would go away. He was originally working at his own expense. If he lost a job, he would lose a job. expenditure.

He amused himself by thinking that, from this point of view, it would be nothing if he did something outrageous next time. Isn't there still an empty title of Guannei Hou that he could use to pay for his crime?
You've been running around for so long and you still can't enjoy yourself?
Zhongping's beautiful fantasy only lasted for a short moment. Hearing Wu Zhi's artificial cry from a distance, Zhongping was agitated. He felt that his whole person fell into a peaceful state where all four elements were lost, and he could no longer think of anything else. What idea.

"Lang Jun! Lang Jun!"

Wu Zhi was indeed a martial arts prodigy certified by Zhong Ping. From a long distance away, in the white snow, he saw Zhong Ping, who declined Xin Daxiang's farewell and walked slowly on the trail.

"stop!"

Zhong's flat scalp was numb, and he couldn't imagine the sight of Wu Zhizhen "throwing" into his arms like a "swallow throwing herself into the forest". He calmly took more than ten steps back, with the word "resistance" written all over his body.

"Lang..."

Wu Zhi pursed his lips and looked at Zhongping with a look that looked at a betrayed man, but he only showed this attitude for a moment.

When the entourage in the motorcade behind him stopped, the steward walked out with a flattering look on his face, wanting to confess his crime to Zhongping in advance and win Zhongping's favor.

Wu Zhi, who was standing aside, had a cold light in his eyes, and with almost lightning speed, he slapped the steward on the back with his palm.

Due to the extremely close distance, Tanehira could even hear the sound of the steward's bones being dislocated and broken.

He swallowed subconsciously.

Almost at the same time that Wu Zhi attacked the steward, Liu Bei's soldiers and horses, who were originally surrounding the convoy to "protect" the convoy, immediately raised their swords and pointed the tips of their swords at the turbulent and panicked entourage.

But in just a few breaths, everything was settled.

Zhongpei even felt that he still hadn't fully reacted.

He looked at the steward who was slapped with all his strength by Wu Zhi, almost knocking him into the ground, and he felt no pity in his heart.

"Shaofu."

Wu Zhi turned to look at Zhong Ping. His pupils were slightly dilated, and he still had the joy and excitement that he was about to get his revenge.

There was something weird in Zhong Ping's heart, but he didn't show it, but Wu Zhi seemed to have noticed something from his silence.

So Wu Zhi quickly lowered his eyes again. When Zhong Ping looked again, there was only anxiety and worry in his eyes.

"Young Master, my mother and sister..."

Zhong Ping stared at Wu Zhi for a while. In the end, he just sighed slightly and didn't ask or say anything.

Torches have been lit in the army.

The boundless night shrouded the land covered with deep white snow. In the dark night without the wind or the sound of birds and beasts, there was only a long dragon burning with fire, swiftly and orderly speeding through the different paths.

(End of this chapter)