Three Kingdoms: I rely on system loopholes to survive

Chapter 60 Dong Jun Cao Cao
When Zhong Ping woke up, he was a little dazed.

At this moment, he was in a luxurious carriage, and his original black robe was taken off, and he was replaced by a crimson robe.If he hadn't felt that the "Junior High School Physics Formula Encyclopedia" he was holding was still there, Zhong Ping couldn't help but wonder if he had traveled through it again.

"Brother Tong, put the book back in the system bar." Zhong Ping took out the "Encyclopedia of Formulas", and realized the importance of physics knowledge for the first time.

If it hadn't been for Zhong Ping's sudden inspiration to remember the episode in the costume drama he had seen, where the male protagonist held potatoes under his armpit and pretended to be dead, I am afraid he would not have been able to escape from the old man so easily.

He remembered the principle of playing dead: if the oppression brought by potatoes did not completely block the flow of arterial blood, then the pulse would not change and the blood pressure would drop.If the pressure is high enough that the blood flow is completely blocked, the pulse disappears and the blood pressure is "zero".

In desperation, Zhongping naturally couldn't find any potatoes.He had a flash of inspiration, thinking that as long as the pressure is strong enough, what could be heavier than the entire "Encyclopedia of Junior High School Physics Formulas"?
"So what the hell is going on now?" Zhong Ping shook his head and looked out the window.

The carriage was driving on a street, and people outside the window came and went in an endless stream, with a lively appearance, which was far from comparable to Chang'an.

Zhong Ping was even more confused, he twisted his waist subconsciously.

"Hey...it hurts!"

After confirming that everything was true, Zhongping called the system again: "Brother Tong, what time is it now?"

"It is now 3:12 p.m. on April [-], the second year of Chuping, Eastern Han time."

Zhongping: Slowly put out a question mark.

Wait, more than ten days have passed? !

I obviously just fell asleep...

This was really beyond Zhong Ping's expectation. He thought he was tied up by that mysterious man to a gala outside Chang'an.

Did it turn out to be directly out of Jingzhao?Twelve days... If I have been on the road for these twelve days, I may not be in Sili anymore.

I don't know how the situation in Chang'an is now?Is your dad okay?

Zhong Ping thought of Zhong Ji's stubborn character, and his heart hung in his throat when he raised it, he was very anxious, he was really afraid that his father would suddenly become agitated and would fight Zhang Ji to the death or something...

Isn't that a free gift?Dad, please calm down, Uncle Xun, please take care of Dad, don't let him get carried away by anger!
The shaky carriage slowed down and stopped in front of the laneway that turned into the street.

Zhong Ping withdrew his gaze, but he wasn't worried about his own life. This man transported him all the way from Chang'an to this place without hesitation, and he must have plans for him.

Occasional noises came from outside the carriage, which seemed to be the sound of ordinary people selling and buying items on the street, without the mysterious and unpredictable voice that I imagined.

Strange, it shouldn't be, it can't be said that this person kidnapped me out of Chang'an because he had nothing to do, and he made fun of me?

Zhong Ping was patient and waited for a while, but the people outside still didn't ask any questions.He didn't want to wait any longer, straightened his clothes, stretched out his hand, took a deep breath, and then opened the curtain.

There was no one outside the carriage.

The mysterious man has long since disappeared, leaving only Zhongping with complicated emotions in the car.

"What's all this..." Zhong Ping lifted his clothes and jumped off the carriage.

The moment he stepped on the ground, Zhong Ping realized that he was wearing a pair of cheap cloth shoes, and the wound on his body had been properly treated with fresh herbs.

Zhong Ping couldn't help feeling puzzled, since the mysterious person was willing to replace him with valuable crimson scallions, why did he only use cloth shoes and freshly picked herbs?
Is it possible for a person to be both rich and poor?Isn't this contradictory?
"Gu—" The hunger hit Zhongping's stomach unexpectedly, and he felt as if his body had turned into a hollow water pipe, leaving only the hollow reverberation of hunger, corroding the internal organs.

No, I have to find some food to wrap my stomach.

Holding a faint hope, Zhong Ping touched his upper body, whether it was the sleeves or the inner part of his arms, they were all extremely clean, not even a copper coin.

After traveling for 13 years, Zhong Ping finally realized what it means to be "a penny can't beat a hero".

"Zhuza bean rice! Oven cakes! Rice dumplings!" The voices of hawkers outside the alley can be heard endlessly.

Zhong Ping smelled the enticing aroma of rice, and his saliva was drooling.

very hungry……

Before he knew it, Zhong Ping walked up to the peddler.

"What do you want, sir?" The peddler saw that Zhong Ping's 襜礕 was very valuable, and he walked with a certain poise, guessing that this guest must be of extraordinary background, so he had a very low attitude and graciously pushed out the freshly baked 粔籹: "This is just made, it's hot!"

Chong Ping rubbed the scorpion on his body, thinking that the mysterious person gave him this scorpion specially for the purpose of fearing that he would starve to death if he had no money... It was not logical, wouldn't it be more convenient to just keep the money?
Unless, this is a medium for transmitting some kind of information, once you exchange this thing for money, let alone other information, your location will be the first to be exposed.

Thinking of this, Zhong Ping immediately realized that the carriage might not be usable anymore, and stood frozen in front of the peddler for a while, with an embarrassed expression on his face.

"If your husband doesn't like sweets, you can try this oven cake. It's not a villain's bragging. The oven cakes of the villain are famous in Dongwuyang County! Like our prefect, everyone likes this!"

The hawker tried his best to sell his oven cakes, but Zhong Ping's attention was completely attracted by the hawker's words.

Dongwuyang County?

Zhong Ping subconsciously chewed on this place name. He always felt that he seemed to have done relevant reading comprehension. Well, why is it so familiar...

Suddenly a bolt of lightning exploded in Zhongping's mind, and he swallowed calmly. Although he tried his best to keep calm, the slightly trembling ending still exposed the turmoil in Zhongping's heart.

"This is Dongjun?"

The peddler was a little strange: This young man seems to be a child of everyone, how could he not even know geography?
It's just that ordinary people like him, even if they don't understand why the little man in front of him has such a weird attitude, he knows that he can't ask more questions by himself.So even though he was not sure what Zhongping meant, he still answered truthfully: "Our Dongwuyang County belongs to Dongjun."

"In the spring of the second year, Shao and Fu established Yu as emperor, but Yu finally dared not do so. In the fourth month of summer, Zhuo returned to Chang'an. In the seventh month of autumn, Yuan Shao threatened Han Fu to take Jizhou.

The black mountain bandits Yu Du, Bai Rao, Sui Gu and more than [-] people attacked Wei County and Dong County.Yuan Shao was the prefect of Dongjun because of his cousin Taizu, and ruled Dongwuyang. "

At this moment, the dead memory jumped up and punched Zhong Ping hard, almost knocking Zhong Ping unconscious to the ground.

It's outrageous, it was sent directly to Boss Cao for me!
No, it's only April, Boss Cao is probably still in Dongjun, right?No, the timeline is completely messed up, and anything is possible now.

"Xun Sima should still be working in the government office now, right?" Zhong Pingzhang muttered to himself casually.

If Boss Cao is now the prefect of Dongjun, then Xun Yu should also choose to leave Yuan Shao and join Cao Cao.

When the peddler heard this, he was terrified, and subconsciously regarded Zhongping as a son of the Xun family who came to Dongjun from Yingchuan to visit relatives.

"If Lang Jun wants to go to the government office, the villain can help guide the way."

The peddler enthusiastically put away the stall, wiped his hands on the sackcloth carefully, and without waiting for Zhongping to respond, he volunteered to go out.

Zhong Ping successfully verified his idea, and Xun Yu had indeed served as Sima in Dongjun, so it can be inferred that Cao Cao is now the prefect of Dongjun.

Boss Cao... Chong Ping was a little excited. He didn't know what Boss Cao looked like in this time and space, and even though when he was considering the person to assist, he ruled out the other party because of Boss Cao's suspicion.

But this is Cao Cao in the second year of Chuping!The current Boss Cao is still the passionate young man with a heart for the Han Dynasty... Uh, 36 years old should be middle-aged, and his goal is to become the "General of the Han Dynasty".

It just so happens that Uncle Xun Yu is also in Dongjun. If I am now working under Boss Cao’s hand for a few days, if it is true that "the world will be chaotic, the world will be in chaos, and it will not be able to help the world. Those who can make peace. It depends on the king!"

I will do my best to help her!
Zhong Ping made up his mind, followed behind the hawker, walked along the main street to the end, turned two more lanes, and suddenly saw a bright light.

Seeing that the peddler was almost at the government office, he didn't dare to go forward, he just saluted Zhong Ping, bowed his body, and quickly retreated along the way he came from, Zhong Ping didn't even have time to say thank you.

The gray facade painted with auspicious clouds and fierce beasts, together with the towering black eaves and two rows of soldiers guarding the door, all show the importance and extraordinary status of the owner of the government office.

Zhong Ping felt a little troubled at the moment, he didn't have a certificate to prove his identity. If he went up like this rashly, he might not only not see Uncle Xun, but also be beaten out by these soldiers...

This is how to do?
Chong Ping rubbed the little silver fish on his waist, and started to brainstorm. According to the web articles he read in his previous life, the main character is usually blocked outside the door. What should he do to attract the attention of the people inside?

It seems that they copied an ancient and strange text or something?

Zhong Ping imagined himself reciting poems loudly at the gate of the government office...

Gan!It's too shameful, I can't do it!
Zhong Ping felt a chill, he had never admired the male protagonists in those novels so much.

No wonder most of them can become emperors later on. With such courage, why not do it!

Just when Zhongping was hesitating, the soldiers guarding the gate of the government office also noticed Zhongping who had been staying for a long time.

"The government office is important, why did Mr. Xiaolang come here?" Several soldiers looked at each other, and one of them went in to report.The other one who seemed to be a leader went down the steps, walked up to the seed plane respectfully, and asked with respect.

If ordinary civilians dared to stay at the gate of the government office, these soldiers would definitely not react like this. I am afraid they would start their hands early and drive them away.

However, Zhong Ping's brocade clothes, with two lifelike silver fish pinned to his waist, can be seen at a glance as expensive whitebait.

Abdominal poetry and gas from China.

After all, Zhong Ping has studied for more than ten years, so he also has some taste of literati after all.

These soldiers had seen such a demeanor in Xun Yu, and they couldn't help guessing that this young man might be a child of the Xun family, so they didn't dare to neglect Chong Ping, so they rushed in and reported to Xun Yu.

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