Chapter 99 The decline of the world

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Chapter 99 The decline of the world

After taking over the county, Zhongping and his party no longer stopped and headed all the way to Pengcheng, the seat of Xuzhou.

When entering Xuzhou, it is not like the surrounding counties of Xuzhou, where bones are everywhere and corpses are exposed in the grass.

From Donghai to Langya, the two counties did not suffer any damage, and there was no news about the Yellow Turbans. Zhang Niujiao seemed to be true to his word, and he really did not invade Xuzhou's soil at all.

Wei Zhong's expression was ugly. The calmer Xuzhou was, the less likely it was that they would be successful in asking for help. The time spent in going back and forth was so huge, and he couldn't help but be anxious when he couldn't get any news from Dongjun.

The only thing that gave him a sense of accomplishment in the past few days was that under his words and persuasion, Zhongping finally figured out that "those who follow the Tao are not to enlighten the people, but to encounter them. People who are difficult to govern must use them to solve problems."

Wisdom." principle.

In Wei Zhong's view, Zhongping should learn more from the Tao of Huang and Lao. Although the Tao of Confucius and Mencius is the mainstream in the world, it is too rigid to learn it like Zhongping and loses the style of the gentry.

While Dian Wei was negotiating with the sentries, Wei Zhong felt that he needed to say a few words about Zhong Ping.

"Bo Heng, Tao Gongzu is a man known throughout the world as a man of modesty and benevolence. In fact, he is apostate and self-indulgent, and externally he seeks fame. Bo Heng must be vigilant and not be deceived by his appearance."

"Ping knows."

Zhongping sat on his knees near the car window, rolled up his sleeves and saluted.

"Bo Heng has a calm mind. Viewed from a distance, he really looks like a mature man."

Wei Zhong was extremely satisfied with Zhong Ping's current quiet, polite and unsmiling appearance. He also said something about Tao Qian's character. He stopped when Dian Wei informed him that there were several horses coming to meet him.

"Is there a kind of Taishi chariot ahead?"

Wei Zhong glanced through the car curtain and said, "I know this man. He is Wang Lang and Wang Jingxing, who are engaged in government affairs. This man is highly regarded by Tao Gongzu."

Zhongping nodded slightly, which meant that he understood, and responded in a deep voice: "Ping came from Dongjun. It is already explained in the ruler."

Wang Lang turned over and dismounted, straightened his robe sleeves, stopped the movements of his entourage behind him, and approached the carriage, "I have long admired the name of Taishi Zhong, and I am fortunate to know him. I heard that Taishi ordered me to enter Xuzhou. Is this a Yellow Turban matter?"

In front of everyone, Zhongping couldn't just jump out of the car and do such a rude move. The entourage offered him a short table, and Zhongping stepped down and bowed his hand to Wang Lang first.

The future Wang Situ was still young and seemed quite tolerant. He was not someone who could simply say "I have never seen such a shameless person" and die.

"The world is declining." Zhong Ping sighed and did not directly reply to Wang Lang's question.

"Why did Taishi Ling sigh like this?" Wang Lang was a little confused by this senseless sigh. He thought to himself, didn't you come to ask for help? Why did you suddenly say "the decline of the world"?

He naturally knew that "The Decline of the World" comes from the "Miscellaneous Poems of Cheng Xiang" written by the pre-Qin Dynasty, which was followed by "The slanderer returned, and Bigan saw that Jizi was tired; King Wu punished him, and Lu Shang recruited the Yin people to be pregnant."

Wang Lang vaguely felt that there was a mystery hidden in Zhong Ping's sigh, but he couldn't figure it out for the moment, so he had to wait for him to write.

Zhong Ping continued to sigh: "The worst thing in Huan Ling's time is that since the ministers and officials, the governors of the prefectures, the governors, and the governors, they did not care about the king's affairs, but only served the guests.

Driving and escorting us, the pavilion is always full, and the officials are waiting at the door."

"The torchlight walks at night, and the temple is not closed; the arms are tied to the wrists, and the arrows are clasped in the sky; the oaths are made to shirk favors, not the importance; the documents are entrusted to the officials, and the accumulation of prisoners is in prison, and there is no need to worry about saving."

Wang Lang was sweating after hearing this, and felt that such a tone seemed to be an instruction from the imperial court. Only Zhong Ping could make such seasoned and pungent remarks, and panic suddenly arose in his heart.

Zhong Ping saw that the heat was about the same, and looked sideways at Wang Lang with a half-smile but not a smile, "There is no Son of Heaven above, and there are no wise princes below. The king does not know right from wrong, and the ministers do not know right from wrong...Do you think this is true?"

"Taishi Ling, why did Taishi Ling say this?"

Wang Lang was still young, so he was so embarrassed by Zhong Ping's long speech that he was speechless.

Although he was mentally prepared that Yanzhou was in an emergency and had to ask for help, he never expected that the boy he thought was named Gu would be so sharp-tongued. He didn't mention the Yellow Turban incident, but he always meant accountability. He couldn't resist it at all.

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To bring up the Yellow Turbans within the country now and to shirk the rescue is just to bring shame on oneself.

Wang Lang had just come to his senses at this time. If he had bypassed Zhong Ping's words, I am afraid that the "death of the world" at the beginning would have fallen on him, and his efforts to dissuade Tao Qian from sending troops would have been in vain.

Under the great reputation, there is no falsehood.

It’s me who underestimates the world.

Wang Lang felt a little bitter in his heart, inexplicably feeling like he had lived in a dog's belly for all these years.

"Taishi Ling has come a long way. Why don't you go to Chuanshe to rest first and see you tomorrow?"

In desperation, Wang Lang could only practice Tai Chi in order to stabilize the situation and discuss countermeasures with Tao Qian first.

Zhong Ping naturally saw Wang Lang's plan and relaxed, so he was not too prepared.

Since Tao Qian had already shown some aggressiveness before, pressing hard would only be counterproductive. If Tao Qian really didn't want the name, Zhong Ping had no other choice.

Therefore, they agreed to Wang Lang's "kind intention", but also acted coyly, complimented each other and declined a few words, and then went to Chuanshe with the people and horses.

Wang Lang said that he was going to host a banquet for Zhong Ping and his party, but his eyes were flying around. He was obviously a little afraid of Zhong Ping's sharp tongue, for fear that he would be ridiculed again and be unable to stand up.

Zhongping didn't mean to say more. For the passage in today's confrontation, he rummaged through his memory and meditated for several days before looking for chapters and sentences, and then Xu Qian found suitable words in "Zhonglun Cunjiao".

Not easy.

If he hadn't studied the classics diligently under Cai Yong's disciples, I'm afraid these long-lasting memories would have been forgotten long ago, and how could he still be as sharp as he is today?

Seeing that Wang Lang was restless at this time, he also took the initiative to pass a step to the other party: "I heard that Mr. Kangcheng fled to Xuzhou to avoid trouble. Is this true?"

When Wang Lang heard the word "avoiding disaster", his heart suddenly thought, what disaster was Zheng Xuan avoiding? The Yellow Turban Rebellion. When Zhong Ping mentioned Zheng Xuan, Wang Lang's first reaction was that he was trying to use the topic again.

"It's just a casual chat, you don't have to take it into consideration when doing business." Zhong Pingping said calmly, "My teacher Cai Zhonglang is friendly with Mr. Kang Cheng, so Ping has this question."

Wang Lang was relieved at first, and then a little confused. He had never heard of such a relationship between Zhong Ping and Cai Yong. He was uneasy for a while, always feeling that there was some trap waiting for him to jump in Zhong Ping's words.

"That's it, that's it..." Wang Lang tried his best to smile, but he looked like a frightened bird.

"Mr. Kangcheng lives in the mountains of Nancheng." Wang Lang felt a little self-defeating. His heart could beat as fast as he could, and he could do anything but be loyal to the emperor by devouring his salary.

Eating the rice that makes you fat, no matter how difficult it is, you can get it.

Wang Lang looked forward to death and said: "If Tai Shiling wants to visit Mr. Kang Cheng, Lang will send someone to prepare horses."

"Work hard."

Zhong responded calmly, but Wang Lang felt uncomfortable all over.

Is this... over?

You are not sarcastic or sarcastic, I am still not used to it...

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