Author: Add coriander to crucian carp soup

Situ Mansion

Zhongping made a fist with his left hand and stretched it out. He paused slightly and said with a smile: "Three."

"Well." Wang Yun stroked his beard and relaxed his brows, "Two."

The positions of the chess pieces on the board changed. Wang Yun's owl chess piece was blocked in the middle vertical line, unable to advance or retreat, and gradually showed signs of defeat.

"You can't do it if you don't accept me." Wang Yun replaced him and said, "Three whites?"

"Nine-three: A gentleman works hard all day long and is vigilant at night. He is severe and has no fault."

Zhong Ping nodded and read the line from the Book of Changes at hand: "What's the explanation?"

Wang Yun stopped moving his hands, wrinkles piled up around his eye sockets.

"Ninety-three..."

He subconsciously stroked the roots of his beard and gently pressed his chin with his thumb.

"Ninety-three. A gentleman works hard all day long and is vigilant at night. He is strict and has no fault. Xiang said: working hard all day long is the same as repeating the Tao. Those who get this line will keep coming and going, it is difficult to make money, and they will not plan everything seriously and will be restless. Those who do it will suffer losses. Officials will have heavy responsibilities and many complicated tasks. If you can maintain a worried and cautious attitude, you will not be at fault."

Zhong Ping breathed a sigh of relief, and Wang Yun just looked solemn. He thought he had divined something terrible...

No, when did you start to believe in divination?

"It shouldn't be." Wang Yun frowned, ""Xi Ci" says: 'Two more praises, four more fears, three more misfortunes, five more merits'. Ninety-three means 'more misfortunes'?"

Zhong Ping's heart suddenly trembled.

"Come here." Wang Yun gestured for Zhong Ping to sit next to him. He held his wide sleeve with his left hand, dipped the tip of his right fingernail in tea soup and drew a hexagram on the table.

"The position of 'Nine Three' is located at the end of the lower hexagram. In the Qian hexagram, although the yang energy is rising, it is ultimately in the lower hexagram, indicating an uncertain future."

Wang Yun thought for a long time before asking: "Bo Heng, have you made any plans recently?"

Zhongping did not hide it and truthfully told his "book-wiping plan".

Estimating the time, Zhang Ji may have fallen out with Fan Chou...

Wang Yun listened and nodded repeatedly.

"This is a wonderful plan. Weird, weird, how could it be like this?"

Wang Yun originally thought that this ominous hexagram pointed to omissions in Zhong Ping's recent plans, which would have a bad impact on him.

But after hearing Zhong Ping's plan, he felt that it was absolutely brilliant, without any flaws, and he couldn't help but wonder.

"What about other than that?"

Zhongpei thought about it carefully and shook his head with great certainty: "There will never be anything else."

"That's all, that's all."

Wang Yun couldn't think of any outcome, so he suppressed the worries in his heart: "I lost this game."

"Situ Guoqian."

Zhong Ping still knows that he has a good deal. He has only played this Liubo game three times.

The first time was with Xun You, Zhong Ping suffered a disastrous defeat.

The second time was the same kind of series, with a huge victory.

Afterwards, Xun You told Zhong Ping that Zhong Ji's chess skills were actually very good, but for some reason he could always throw the worst "white" and he never won the guessing game.

Therefore, as long as you play Liubo chess, you will definitely lose.

After experiencing these two times, Zhongpei estimated that his chess skills were at the same level as his father's guessing game.

To be able to win against Wang Yun today is definitely because Wang Yun let the water go. No, it should be said that he let the Pacific Ocean go.

"If you lose, you lose." Wang Yun didn't care about winning or losing. He used the copper wire beside the gambling board to catch the whitebait and brought it to the planting surface.

"I won this silverbait a few days ago."

Zhongpei took the silverbait and put it on his belt. In his previous life, he liked to collect such small things that looked good but were actually useless.

"The elders give it to me, but I dare not refuse it."

Wang Yun laughed heartily and joked: "I think it's not that you don't dare to resign, but you don't want to resign, right?"

Zhong Ping approached him with a cheeky face: "Situ Yingming!"

"Why do you like this thing..." Wang Yun shook his head and pushed the remaining whitebait on the chessboard to the seed surface.

"Don't play with things to lose your morale." After Zhongping took it, Wang Yun warned him seriously again.

"Keep it in mind."

Zhongping hung the two small whitebait together, feeling satisfied.

Wang Yun narrowed his eyes slightly.

He noticed that Tanehira always used his left hand.

After leaving Situ Mansion, Zhong Ping returned to the city wall and continued to defend the city.

"Is there any unusual movement outside the city today?" Zhong Ping asked in a low voice.

"It's a bad idea."

Zhongping was answered by an overly familiar voice.

Zhong Ping held his forehead, how could he forget that Wang San was on duty today?

"Master Shaofu, I'm on your right, don't look back."

"Oh." Zhongpei silently retracted his head, as if nothing happened: "How is it outside?"

"There doesn't seem to be any noise." Wang San scratched his head, "I've been staring at it."

Tanehira became nervous.

Could it be said that the "nine three" is still fulfilled in the "wiping book plan"?

Impossible. I have been laying the groundwork for so long. The conflict between Zhang Ji and Fan Chou should have reached the point where they are irreconcilable and they are fighting to the death...

Tanehira's uneasiness and wavering only lasted for a short moment.

The gate of the camp outside the city suddenly opened. Zhang Ji was riding on a horse. Behind him was Fan Chou, whose body was stained with blood and was tied tightly.

He rode to the city gate.

Fan Chou's subordinates threw rat weapons, but they did not dare to act rashly. They could only stay at the entrance of the camp and watch silently.

"Zhang Ji is willing to surrender!"

Zhang Ji turned over and dismounted, pulled Fan Chong to the ground who was about to fall into coma, and raised his voice: "This traitor Fan Chou has been captured by Ji!"

Zhong Ping looked calm and said to Wang San: "Tell Zhang Ji to persuade Fan Chou to surrender. Just say that there is still a way to survive by abandoning the dark and turning to the light. Your Majesty will only kill the most evil people. The rest can be forgotten and given to others."

Rural toll."

"Okay."

Wang San was still a little confused. He couldn't figure out why the foul-mouthed turtle grandson suddenly surrendered?

Could it be that in Chang'an, my Dabi Dou worked? No matter, there is nothing wrong with listening to the words of my young master!

Wang San yelled at the city.

Zhang Ji listened for a long time before he understood what the other party was going to say.

It’s strange, the man in the city was so angry, but when I heard this voice, my cheeks felt a dull pain, as if I had been slapped several times...

Zhang Ji couldn't think too much. At this point, he had no choice but to obey Zhong Ping's instructions.

Fan Chou's soldiers had lost their commander, and the morale of the army was already in turmoil. As soon as Zhang Ji repeated Zhongping's words, many people took the initiative to put down their weapons and chose to surrender.

But most of them are still hesitant.

Can you really avoid liquidation after being surrendered? Besides, it is extremely evil...

Some people in the team looked at each other and shouted, "How do we know that General Zhang didn't intend to surrender to us?"

"Zhang Ji is an insider, how can you believe his words?!"

One of them jumped happily and kept shouting: Zhang Ji can't be trusted, we can't surrender.

"This is what His Majesty said. Does General Zhang dare to lie? Will Your Majesty break his word?"

A voice suddenly sounded from the crowd.

It was the herald who spoke. He looked around and said with a cold smile: "I am a person close to the general. I know that the general also has the intention of surrendering to the imperial court. It is just because of General Li's favor that he does not show it openly.

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The stab in the back came so unexpectedly that Fan Chong spurted out a mouthful of blood and passed out completely.
Chapter completed!