Author: Add coriander to crucian carp soup

It rained lightly last night.

Maybe it's because of the early cold, but even though it's September, it already feels like late autumn.

The grass and trees in the yard were wilted by the autumn cold. After being soaked by the rain, the branches and grass blades washed away the dust, and stretched out again in the moist earthy smell, giving them a sense of freshness.

Tanehira was staring at the moss climbing up the steps in a daze.

It had only been a short month since Beimang Mountain came to rescue, but the situation in the city was changing rapidly.

Dong Zhuo gathered together He Jin's troops and horses, and asked Li Su to lure Lu Bu and stab Ding Yuan to death. This strengthened the troops and horses, and his arrogance grew day by day.

He has long had the intention of abolishing the establishment. In the past few days, he has been running rampant in the court, and many officials are dissatisfied.

Zhong Ji was a thorn in the side of dissatisfaction. Every time he saw Dong Zhuo, he wanted to spit on him and kick him severely.

"Evil thief! Rebellious thief! Xiliang barbarian! Common man!"

Zhong Ji cursed and cursed.

Zhongpei sighed and repeated these few sentences over and over again. His ears almost became calluses when he heard them. His father's level of scolding only stopped here.

However, Zhong Ping thought it would be good to let his father scold him. After he vented his anger, he would not think about having a hard fight with Dong Zhuo.

After Dong Zhuo brought up the idea of ​​deposing Li, Zhong Ji immediately went crazy when he got home. He rushed out with his sword and chopped Dong Zhuo down.

Zhong Ping thought to himself that his father had no AC at all. With your old arms and legs, what he knew was that you were going to rush over and kill someone, but what he didn’t know was that he thought you were going to kill someone.

It's not like this for free.

In order not to mention the gift package of confiscating the family and exterminating the clan, Zhongping held Zhongji's thigh tightly and refused to let him go out.

Zhongpei still understands his father.

Zhong Ji is a person who is particularly easy to get excited. When he gets excited, he is even more reckless than Li Kui. But when his excitement subsides, he becomes rational again.

A few minutes later, Zhong Ji stroked his beard and looked like a gentle man again.

Tanehira was panting and took a while to stand up.

This familiar feeling...

The last time I was so tired was when I was catching geese at my grandma’s house.

The way Zhongji tried his best to rush out really looked like the big white goose that had fluttered under his hands.

"Father, think twice." Zhong Ping took a breath, his brain was in a storm.

I need to quickly get rid of dad's unreliable idea.

"Dong's thieves are so powerful that my father's actions are like striking an egg against a stone."

"As a father, don't you know? As a Han minister, I have lived in Han Dynasty for a long time. Now that it's time to be loyal to the Han Dynasty, can I back down?"

Ah, that makes sense.

Zhong Ping shook his head and continued to persuade: "Father, why don't you keep a low profile and bide your time? Today, my father stabbed Dong, bleeding for five steps, and lying on the corpse, but he couldn't damage it at all."

"If Dong's thieves are angry, they will definitely wash out the court with blood. Then loyal ministers will be slaughtered, the people will be panicked, and the Han Dynasty will become more and more decadent."

"If my father wants to do this, it will hurt his relatives and make his enemies happy?"

Zeng Ji fell into deep thought.

After that, Tanehira never saw his father holding a sword again.

The price is that Zhongji has to face Dong Zhuo with a dead face every day, and he will definitely become angry when he meets Dong Zhuo.

For example, Dong Zhuo said in the court that as a loyal minister to rescue the emperor, it is not too much to ask for a general, right?

The editor knelt down with a "pop" sound, brewed up his emotions, and began to connotate.

It is the duty of a minister to rescue a driver. Although my son is young and ignorant, he happens to have made some achievements, but he also knows that this is a trivial matter, so he does not dare to accept your majesty's reward.

Is it true that someone who is worse than a child can still be so shy and rush to ask for rewards?

No way, right?

Yin Yang led the master Zhong Ji to successfully break Dong Zhuo's defenses.

Dong Zhuo went to court with a dark face that day, thinking silently in his heart: Sooner or later, I will kill this old boy.

After hearing about his father's heroic deeds, Zhongping almost gave up.

father!

You are truly my biological father!

You are not lenient at all when you trick your son!

Later, Dong Zhuo still appointed the former general himself, which made Zhong Ji very unhappy, but there was nothing he could do about it.

Zhongping was very worried. He knew that his father must have been on Dong Zhuo's blacklist and would be stabbed sooner or later.

"Man is a swordsman and I am a fish and meat, so what can I do?"

Zhongpei stared at the moss, his mind wandering, trying hard to think of ways to break the situation.

Sure enough, Dong Zhuo still has to be killed to feel at ease...

But I am a twelve-year-old child, no, my lunar birthday just passed yesterday, I should be thirteen today... I want people but no one, I want power but no power, what can I do?

I'm not the male protagonist in a male novel. He can summon all kinds of military commanders and counselors to help me in my rebellion...

Zhong Ping's mind moved.

You can use the system to plan something, but if you want to offer a plan, you have to be accepted by someone in a high position. How difficult is it?

If you have no hair on your mouth, you will not be able to do things well.

At my age, who would believe my plans?

Should we go directly to Wang Yun's house and ask: "Situ doesn't want to see the emperor being bullied in the palace, right?"

Then he directly stuffed Dong Zhuo into his mouth with a beauty trap and a series of schemes to create a big meal?

It's feasible, but what if Dong Zhuo kills his father halfway through the plan?

The faster way is to assassinate him.

Speaking of which, I only have a little over two years left to live, why should I worry about this?

...Wait a minute, I have more than two years left to live.

If Dong Zhuo wants to kill dad, there is no reason why he shouldn't kill me too.

That means that if I die at the hands of Dong Zhuo, then Dong Zhuo will wait at least a year before he attacks my father?

"Brother Tong, are your data accurate?"

"...Please host not to doubt the accuracy of the system."

Hmm.

"Then if I commit suicide today, wouldn't your lifespan be ruined?"

"The remaining lifespan of the host is 2 years, 3 months, 8 hours and 13 minutes."

"During this period, the host's suicide behavior will inevitably fail."

Zhong Ping smiled and said: "You mean, in this year, I can't die no matter how I wander?"

The system is silent.

It discovered that this host is really good at taking advantage of loopholes.

Zhong Ping's mood instantly relaxed, hey, there's only one year left, a set of thief-removing gift packages will definitely be enough.

Therefore, I shouldn’t have died at the hands of Dong Zhuo. Could it be that I died of illness?

It wouldn't matter if he died suddenly and suddenly, but it would be terrible if he died like that guy who couldn't eat new rice and died in the toilet.

Hiss...forget it, let's work hard to improve the longevity of the liver.

Zhongpei made up his mind, looked up again, and found Niu Fu lying on the ground picking up moss.

"...Uncle Niu, what are you doing?"

I have to say that Niu Fu's current posture is a bit eye-catching: sticking out his butt and pouting, as obscene as he wants.

"The little man saw that the husband kept looking at the moss on the steps. He thought that he wanted to go out, but he was afraid that the moss would be slippery and stain his shoes, so he cleaned it here."

Actually I was just in a daze...

Zhongping looked at Niu Fu, and he always felt that this guy was really underqualified to be a nurse.

Obviously, as long as you grow a mustache and a pimple on your face, you can become a dog-headed military advisor.

Now I am serious about cleaning up the moss myself.

He really made me cry to death.

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To be continued...