Three Kingdoms: I rely on system loopholes to survive

Outside Xudu City, away from the official road, there is a vast wilderness. In the distance, the Cangshan Mountains are covered with snow, and the fields nearby are undulating. A path winds into the distance. Beyond the long slope of the dense forest on the west side is the school ground that Zhang Yan once used. .

Zhongpei estimated that people like him had strayed from the official road for a long time. He looked around and made sure that this place was remote and uninhabited and covered by woods. Then he stopped and turned around and asked the people behind him to take off their Northern Army uniforms and sabers on their waists. He threw it aside and quickly covered it with the snow and wet soil on the ground.

The dozen or so men all obeyed the instructions, and their movements were clean and neat. Half of them started to take off their clothes directly, and the other half kept their heads down. Tanehira was not idle either. He stared closely at the shadows of the trees and silently asked the system time in his mind.

The plans in his mind are closely linked, and every step is a race against time. Precisely because the only thing he can rely on is the control of timing, there can be no deviation at all.

The noise caused by Dong Cheng could only last for half an hour before he was suppressed by Xun Yu. By this time, martial law should have started at the city gate, prohibiting entry and exit.

The news from Liangzhou would only be known to Cao Cao. Even if Shao spread the rumors in advance, it would only affect a few people and add another scapegoat to Dong Cheng. It would not create any disturbance in Xudu. Zhong Ping never hoped to use Ma Teng's threat to intensify the unrest in Xu Du. He used it more as an opportunity to divert the attention of the smart people in Xu Du. At least in the next few hours, they should all No one will distract him.

After walking on several steep slopes, the thin cloth shoes stepped into the mud, and the soles quickly became soaked. It was only then that Tanehira realized the benefits of clogs.

As they walked further and further away from the city gate, they could see the wider fields ahead. Although it was just the beginning of spring, they could already see many farmers working in them. There was a young man standing on the edge of the field, holding a bamboo slip in his hand. , is lowering his head to write something.

Zhongping glanced at the clock again, quickened his pace, and shouted to the young man: "Captain Zao, Ping is here with his people!"

When Zao Zhi heard this voice, he raised his head in surprise: "Taishi Ling?"

Zhongping proposed that the strategy of farming should be winter. Even if this strategy is feasible, it would be troublesome to try it out.

Although it is Zao Zhi and Xi Zhicai who are responsible for the farming affairs, Zhongping is not completely involved. Xi Zhicai often brings Zao Zhi drawings of farm tools developed by Zhongping, and Zao Zhi looks for experienced farmers from the surrounding villages to provide them. After trying it out, he would be asked to improve it. Although it was not common, the two of them had a certain friendship.

Most of the people who were responsible for sending people there were usually Xi Zhicai, but today they were suddenly replaced by Zhong Ping. Zao Zhi was a little confused and thought to himself: "Could it be that these people are different from the past?"

Zhongping saw his doubts and walked up the mountain with a smile: "Didn't you say that the plows currently used are too laborious for deep plowing? I have come up with an improvement method in the past few days, but in some places I still use No, so I took the opportunity to come over and take a look."

Zao Zhi's eyes lit up and he quickly jumped into the field, grabbed a stone rake and brought it to the planting surface: "I have been trapped by this problem for a long time. Since I was ordered to farm, old farmers often complain about the frozen soil in winter and the accumulation of rain and snow on the soil surface. Although it can be plowed and plowed deeply, it is time-consuming and labor-intensive. If Taishi has a method, we can try it now!"

Thongpei held the stone rake and looked at it carefully for a moment, then looked up at the hillside not far away, seeming to be thinking.

"come here."

He waved his hand and called Li Meng to his side, asking Li Meng to plow the land with the stone rake, while he took Zao Zhi aside to watch.

"...No." Zhong Ping looked at it twice and shook his head directly, waving Li Meng and others to leave. Dozens of men took the farm tools and went to the fields to plow. After a while, they blended into the many farmers in the fields.

"Can you bring me the plow and show it to you?"

Seeing Zhong Ping, Zao Zhi shook his head, unable to conceal his disappointment. When he heard the other party asking about the wooden plow, he became energetic again: "I got this for Tai Shi Ling."

Zhong Ping asked a clerk for a piece of clean cloth. He took off the purple-haired pen that he never left behind, and drew a diagram of the curved plow according to his memory.

He didn't hesitate when he started writing, but when he stopped writing, he was so lost in thought that the ink spread on the cloth and became a stain.

When Zaozhi came with the wooden plow, Zhongping was asking the farmer with the cloth in his hand, and from time to time he would push the plowshare in the soil.

"The general thinks this is a good change."

Zhongpei handed the cloth to Zaozhi's hand, took the wooden plow that the other party had brought, and continued to try to see whether using different force-generating techniques could bring about different effects.

Zao Zhi subconsciously lowered his head to look. Zhong Ping's painting style was as simple and clear as ever. The more he looked at it, the more excited he became. He almost couldn't control himself and wanted to shout. It's not like he has never farmed in the fields. It can be said that no one can understand better than him. The weight of this small piece of cloth.

No wonder Taishi Zhong came in person today...

He wiped his hands on his clothes and spoke incoherently, "I'll send Taishi back to the city right now... We need to find some skilled craftsmen to make a batch of them. We can use them in the fields today, no, tomorrow... No, no, we need to go see the lord first..."

"General, calm down first. This is still a sketch after all." Zhonghei pointed to a few men in the field: "Since the general also thinks it is feasible, I will go back to the city first and then find someone to make it. Whether it can really be used still needs to be done. Let’s give it a try. It’s not easy to make a big deal about it. General Lao just gives me a few farmers. If it’s feasible... the first batch will definitely be used in this field.”

Zao Zhi nodded repeatedly, with joy from the bottom of his heart: "It happens that a group of people are going back to the city, why not join Taishi Ling?"

Zhongping didn't refuse. In fact, he came for this group of people.

It was said to be a team of people, but in fact it was just a few old masters and two clerks who lived in the city and were responsible for repairing and improving farm tools.

Zao was so focused on the drawings of the Quyuan Plow that he could not notice the dozens of farmers Zhong Ping brought and took away.

Zhongping unknowingly let Li Meng and others know their identities, and naturally led these people away from here and headed towards the city gate.

This large field used for farming is about twenty miles away from the city gate. The terrain is simple and has never been connected to pipelines. Instead, it has several winding paths trampled by farmers. There are also large and small trees on the paths. It is a wasteland, and it may be abandoned and reclaimed into farmland in the future.

Zhongping paid attention to the thorn bushes and low trees near the path, and casually asked the clerk on the side: "Which road do you usually take back to the city?"

The clerk knew Zhongping's identity, but didn't know his temperament. He carefully replied: "I always take the road ahead. The other trails are too winding. Although they all say that I have to go through the forest, they are not as good as this road." Close and flat.”

The transparent panel of the system was suspended in front of Thongpei. He stared at the time beating on it, with a smile on his lips: "How close?"

The clerk replied: "If we speed up our pace...it will only take a cup of tea."

"Wang San!"

Zhongping heard the answer he wanted, nodded, stood still in the forest, suddenly turned around and shouted behind the clerk.

"Varied……"

The clerk was caught off guard and received a stick. The back of his head hurt, his eyes rolled up, and he fell to the ground.

At the same time, Li Meng neatly slashed the neck of another clerk with a knife. Two young men "sleeping peacefully" instantly lay on the ground.

The farmers and old masters who followed Zhong Ping were all shocked by this turn of events. They were all stunned in the distance and at a loss. It wasn't like they didn't have the wit to react and wanted to escape, but as soon as he made a move, he was intercepted by Li Meng and others. The man was tied up tightly with three strokes, five divided by two, and the belts of the two minor officials were used to tie him up.

Seeing this, the remaining farmers calmed down one after another, lowering their heads in fear and uneasiness, not knowing what kind of fate they would suffer.

Zhongping saw the expressions of these people along the way. He ordered a few farmers to come out and ordered his men to tie the remaining farmers and old masters to the trees in pairs. A belt ripped off a person's body.

"Taishi Ling, they are all tied up tightly and cannot be broken free easily."

Li Meng acted cautiously and checked around again before reporting back to Zhongping.

Zhong Ping squatted on the ground and "touched the corpse." After a while, he found the certificate he wanted from the two clerks. He stuffed one of the two small signs into his sleeve and handed the other to Li Meng: "Wang and I San is waiting for you here, you take a few people back to get the sword."

"Three or four people are enough."

Li Meng was worried about leaving Zhongping with the dozen or so farmers picked out by the other party. He had fought with Zhongping before and knew that Zhongping's force was not enough to deal with these people. If these farmers rebelled together, maybe there would be a disaster. He was injured, so he wanted to leave as much manpower as possible to protect him.

Zhong Ping naturally understood what Li Meng was thinking. He felt warm in his heart and estimated that three people were indeed enough: "That's fine. Let's go and come back as soon as possible."

Watching Li Meng leave, Zhongpei regained his thoughts. On the surface, he was facing the dozen farmers who were singled out. When he actually lowered his eyes to look at the system panel, he said in a calm tone: "If you want to survive, Life, just follow my instructions. If you do well, I will not only let you go, but also give you another reward. If you don't follow..."

The threat contained in the remaining unfinished words was understood by everyone present. Tanehira played with the silverbait on his waist. As expected, those fearful eyes gradually turned greedy after a while.

After a moment of silence, more than a dozen farmers looked at each other and replied in unison: "I am willing to obey the superior's instructions."

The time on the system's transparent panel finally changed. From the time he left the city until now, Tanehira felt that half a day had passed, but in reality only half an hour had passed.

With Thongpei's plan, he actually had plenty of time, but he couldn't suppress the sense of urgency in his heart.

This is often the time when merchants from Dongjun travel to and from Xudu. The silage business becomes more and more popular because of its ability to strengthen horses. Winter is the best time to sell silage.

Xi Zhicai is not optimistic about this additional income. He is a little worried. He is worried that if selling silage becomes popular, many farmers will harvest and sell wheat when it is still green, thereby reducing the amount of mature wheat.

If things go on like this, farmers only want to make a profit from growing green wheat and have no intention of waiting for the grain to mature. Yanzhou may be reduced to a situation where there is no grain to harvest and they can only buy grain from other places.

This may be too unfounded for him to worry about, but as a counselor, such long-term thinking is natural and indispensable for him.

There are not many people selling silage now, and Yanzhou also needs to maintain cooperation with Yu Fulo and obtain a stable supply of war horses from him. Naturally, Xi Zhicai cannot directly suggest to Cao Cao to stop silage production.

He took a more moderate approach, that is, only allowing a small number of merchants to participate in the sale of silage, but the prerequisite for participation was cooperation with the government. The main silage trade was still controlled by Dongjun. He suggested to Cao Cao that officials should be sent from Dingshi Xudu to Dongjun Monitor the transaction status. At the same time, after the transaction between Dongjun and Yuvluo, officials should also be sent to Xudu to report the relevant situation.

The last thing Zhongpei was waiting for was the convoy from Dongjun.

The carriages and horses with the East County logo were driving on the official road. The coachman drove the carriage in the direction of the South City Gate as usual. It was still far from noon. The coachman was not in a hurry, so he paid more attention to controlling the carriage to make it drive more smoothly. .

He had been walking this road for a while and was already familiar with the surrounding vegetation and terrain. Therefore, when a dozen people dressed as farmers suddenly appeared in front of him, the driver almost failed to hold the reins in time.

"But there's someone from Dongjun?"

The officials in the car swayed, and the carriage stopped for some reason. As soon as they opened the curtain, they heard a young man's voice, and they were even more confused.

He was thinking about whether to get off the carriage, but after a while he saw the coachman bringing in a sign. When he saw that it was a subordinate of the Tuntian Colonel, he immediately "understood" and hurriedly got off the carriage.

"Exactly, exactly. The official is here to deliver the documents for this transaction."

"Following this are the accompanying traders?"

Zhongping took back the sign and said: "I was going to take these farmers back to the city. Unexpectedly, something happened in the city today. The city gate was closed and no entry or exit was allowed. After reporting back to the general, the general only said that the matter was important and could not be It's easy to say, so I have been sent here, please go to the general to repair it first."

The official did not doubt that he was there, and just said: "No wonder it was so quiet all the way today... Since we can't enter the city, we will naturally follow you."

"Behind me are Zhongshan wealthy businessmen Zhang Shiping and Su Shuang. Both of them are famous for selling horses. They also brought several horses this time and intend to donate them."

Zhong Ping was stunned and couldn't help but glance at the lucky card in the system column. The system was really powerful at critical moments. With his relationship with Uncle Liu Huang, weren't these two natural cheats?

He originally planned to make a false showdown with the official, but now he stopped pretending and said, "I am Taishi Ling Zhong Boheng, Li Meng Wang San, take action!"

Before the official could figure out the situation, two big men came out of nowhere and pushed him to the ground. He wanted to ask questions, but with a knife around his neck, he trembled and swallowed his questioning words. He kept begging for mercy: "What does Taishi Ling mean? I have never offended you!"

Although Zhang Shiping and Su Shuang were not held up by knives, they were blocked tightly by a group of big men.

The two looked at each other, and Zhang Shiping took the lead in bowing to Zhong Ping: "We have heard of Taishi Ling's reputation, and we also know Taishi Ling's character. I wonder what Taishi Ling needs me to do? My brothers are omnipotent. "

Zhong Ping smiled and signaled the Northern Army soldiers surrounding the two men to disperse, and took the initiative to step forward: "To be honest, Ping has heard about you two from Uncle Liu Huang... How can you not be considered a heroic husband if you are both generous and generous? Now? Ping does need your help, but he admires you and is unwilling to force you. If you want to leave, Ping will let you go immediately. "

Su Shuang's mind was spinning quickly and he immediately said: "It doesn't matter what Taishi Ling said, my two brothers are willing to help with all their strength! All the grain, grass and horses they bring are willing to be dedicated to Taishi Ling!"

Good guy, he is really an angel investor...

Even Zhongping, who had been mentally prepared, couldn't help but was stunned again.

(End of this chapter)