Three Kingdoms: I rely on system loopholes to survive

Chapter 90 Thunder on the Ground
Of course Zhong Ping is not wood, Cao Cao almost expressed his intention to marry a daughter at the banquet, even Dian Wei could hear a thing or two, let alone Zhong Ping?

He just couldn't get over the hurdle in his heart. No matter what, Chong Ping was in his 30s in this life and his previous life. If he asked him to marry a girl in her early teens, Zhong Ping always felt like he was committing a crime.

"Boheng, Boheng, why don't you know anything about the world?"

The more Xi Zhicai thought about it, the more melancholy he became, lying on the couch tossing and turning, unhappy.

Zhong Ping touched the thin hair on his chin: "I thought about it, and I didn't say anything wrong?"

As if seeing a ghost, Xi Zhicai jumped up with a "whoosh" and rolled his eyes: "...Are you serious?"

"Otherwise? I'm only 14 years old! It's too early, how can I have to be around 20 years old to think about this?"

"Boheng, there is no one else here, tell me the truth, do you really don't want to marry early, or..." Xi Zhicai looked directly into Zhongping's eyes, with a cold face, "I don't like the young lady ?”

Zhongping:? ? ?
Zhong Ping put his hand on Xi Zhicai's head: "I don't have a fever, why are you talking nonsense?"

"Come on, Zhicai, look at me. If you want money but no money, and no status, how can I dare to despise the gems in the palm of my uncle?"

Zhong Ping jumped out of bed and walked around in front of Xi Zhicai, he really couldn't figure out how Xi Zhicai came to such an irreconcilable conclusion.

That's Boss Cao!I am not a lock picker, how many do I have? !
For a moment, Xi Zhicai wanted to dig out Zhongping's brain to see what was inside. This person really didn't have a clear idea of ​​his identity.

It is true that he has no money, but no identity?Do you want to hear what nonsense you're talking about?
Xi Zhicai's eyes at this time are quite a bit like that of an old landlord father staring at his useless stupid son with "love", that kind of meaning, and his voice is so soft that he can pinch water.

"...It's because I think too much, it's okay, you go to sleep, ah."

Zhong Ping shivered: "If I am guilty, please let the law punish me..."

"Zhicai, we have no grievances or enmities, please don't do this, I'm afraid."

"Oh." Xi Zhicai found out Zhongping's original intention, and his heart was relieved. While following Zhongping's nonsense, he secretly thought about how to change Zhongping's mind and talk about this marriage.

"Is it true that Boheng has never had a woman he likes?"

"No." Zhong Ping blushed, somewhat embarrassed.

"...Come on, Boheng, I have some good people here."

"Good health, why does it sound inexplicably familiar to me?"

"Men and women live in the same room, the great relationship between human beings, only yang can't be born, only yin can't be accomplished, human nature can't be destroyed." Xi Zhicai shook his head, talking about the truth, but his expression was extremely obscene... romantic.

He moved to Zhongping's side, and took out a thin piece of leather paper from the shirt on his chest.

"Take it, no thanks."

Zhong Ping glanced at the eyelid paper, and then at Xi Zhicai: "I understand the truth, but why, you sleep with me, you have to wear this kind of picture? Still close-fitting? There is something wrong with you, little brother."

"...Do you want to see it or not?"

"Look!"

On the second day, Zhong Ping lay on the bed again with a pair of panda eyes, as if he had realized the true meaning of life.

Last night he opened the picture and glanced at it, then immediately kicked Xi Zhicai out of the door and locked the door tightly.

At first, he still held some contempt and sympathy in his heart, and he didn't think that these few words could compare with the personal teaching of later generations of teachers.

Facts have proved that Zhongping is still too young and underestimated the wildness of the ancestors.

After looking at the whole picture, Zhong Ping's brother stood up immediately.

Zhong Ping patted his head and said, "Sit down, brother, we don't have this fate."

But the younger brother was disobedient and just stood straight, and Zhong Ping was so angry that he beat him until he was foaming at the mouth.

He was so tired that he slumped on the bed, like a salted fish that had lost its dream.

There is no such worldly desire anymore.

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Zhong Ping opened the window with his hands, took a deep breath of fresh air, and held back his self-blame: "Zhong Boheng, Zhong Boheng, how can you be so depraved! The day's plan is in the morning, and it's time for a man to study, to read the scriptures!"

"Oh? Boheng has such a heart, he wanted to stop me outside the house last night, but he studied the classics inside?" Xi Zhicai poked his head out of the window resentfully, his face was pale, and his eyes were black and blue.

Zhong Ping almost punched Xi Zhicai in the face: "Zhicai, can you stop appearing in front of me in such a horrifying way? People are scary, scary to death!"

"Who do I owe this to?" Xi Zhicai couldn't help but rolled his eyes again, "Go read your scriptures and return my treasure!"

"Zhicai, I didn't expect you to be so depraved!" Zhong Ping was heartbroken, and secretly stuffed the leather paper in his sleeves deeper, "For your physical and mental health, I will temporarily store this thing with me."

Xi Zhicai turned his head and left, fearing that he would be infected with Zhongping's brazenness after taking one step.

This kid was at the time when he was young and full of vigor. If you don't believe him after reading it, he won't be enlightened.

When he gets the hang of it, are you afraid that the marriage will fail?

"Sima wait a moment, let the servant girl come in and report."

The curtain outside the door moved slightly, and the shadow of someone's voice came through the screen faintly.

Zhong Ping looked back and saw that Xi Zhicai had long since disappeared. He twitched the corner of his mouth, picked up the outer robe on the shelf, put it on his body, and walked to the door very casually.

"Uncle... General Xiahou?!"

Zhong Ping and Xiahou Dun looked at each other, Zhong Ping really didn't expect Xiahou Dun to come to him, and Xiahou Dun never expected that Zhong Ping would be so uninhibited in private.

"I'm rude, I'm rude." Zhong Ping laughed awkwardly, wrapped his robe tightly tightly, took a step back, and gave up his seat, "General Xiahou, please."

"A certain person will not enter, Tai Shiling still remembers Li Sudao?"

Chong Pingyuan didn't think Xiahoudun was like Xi Zhicai at first, and would mention Cao Cao's intention to marry him, but after being tested by Xi Zhicai, he also had some doubts in his heart.

Therefore, seeing Xiahou Dun's serious face, he was relieved, thinking that something went wrong in Qushe Potang, and he was a little surprised to hear Li Kui's name.

"Sudao...could it be the yellow scarf?"

Zhong Ping thought about it in private. When Li Kui first met Cao Cao, the other party proposed the idea that Zhang Niujiao, a good teacher of the Black Mountain Army, would secretly conspire with Qing and Xu Erzhou Yellow Turbans to plot Yanzhou.

Since the conquest of Suigu Taosheng, the Black Mountain Army in Hanoi has rarely been peaceful. Except for the remaining rogues in Dongjun, the Black Mountain Army led by Zhang Niujiao is still active in Changshan, Zhaojun, Zhongshan, Shangdang, and Hanoi, and faintly spreads to Jizhou.

Apart from attacking Mount Tai and retreating from Qi, the Qingzhou Yellow Turbans have never heard of any major actions. The Xuzhou Yellow Turbans seem to have stopped their siege and fell into silence.

It's just that it's late autumn and the weather is getting colder. According to the past, this is indeed a relatively calm time for the Yellow Turbans, but...

"That's right, Qingzhou Yellow Turban, it's moving."

Xiahou Dun's eyebrows were stern, and the words he spit out were like thunder from the ground.

Kind of flat head hurts.

Sure enough, the possibility of launching it after the next year is still too small...

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