Chapter Forty-Nine: The Great Man Made of Mud
Since that day, Zhang Yu has been by Yan's side all day long, called companionship, but in fact, he has taken refuge, and with Yan's protection, Zhang Yu has been temporarily safe.
Zhang Yu didn't dare to leave half a step, he always felt that Lu Bu was staying in some unknown corner to hunt him, as long as he left, he would be captured in an instant.
But this is just Zhang Yu's imagination.
In fact, Lu Bu is not so idle, he is still busy with military training, he can't catch Zhang Yu in the first two days, so he simply doesn't catch it, anyway, there will be a lot of time in the future, and the little kid can't escape.
"Xiao Yu, why are you so idle lately, accompany me every day, and it's good to accompany your mother."
Yan's voice was still a little weak, but the whole person recovered quite quickly, he was able to get out of bed and walk, and there were no symptoms of infection, perhaps it was Zhang Yu's credit.
She saw that the child had been staying by her side for the past few days, accompanying herself, and relieving her boredom, although she was very moved, she was also a little puzzled, so she asked such a question.
Zhang Yu didn't dare to tell the truth, and smiled perfunctorily,
"Madame treats my dearest, and the kid accompanies Madame more, it is reasonable, and my mother said the same to me."
Yan's slightly pale lips turned up slightly, and she smiled slightly, she knew that Xiao Yu didn't tell the truth, but it didn't matter if he didn't say it, Xiao Ling'er went to practice martial arts, Feng Xian went to practice, and with Xiao Yu by her side, she was not so bored.
No longer asked, holding Zhang Yu's hand, the two quietly walked in the slightly noisy courtyard.
There are many more people living in Lu Mansion, most of them are yellow scarves.
Zhang Yu asked when he met someone,
"Have you ever seen General Lu?"
It looks like a frightened bird, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.
Everyone answered the same way, they all shook their heads, and they didn't know if they didn't know or not.
Even others can see this kind of surprise.
This Xiao Yu must be tired, and it has something to do with Feng Xian, and when Feng Xian returns home in the evening, I will ask him in person, Yan thought in his heart.
Most of the houses are yellow scarves, but there are also other people.
For example, the young emperor Liu Xie, who was playing with mud in front, and Chen Gong, who was holding a scroll beside him, reading it carefully, and thinking a little.
I want to ask why Chen Gong is still here, because the young emperor is here, and the strange Zhang Yu is also here, and he is not very cold to Cao Cao, and now he lives in Luoyang, so he can accompany the young emperor; Loyal to the big man, considerable Zhang Yu, satisfying curiosity; You can read a book, from the heart. So, why do you want to leave Luoyang?
After more than a month of observation, he found that the yellow scarves here were not the rumored yellow turbans, and they did not look like a chaotic army, but just a group of homeless people. The more the strange little Zhang Yu observed, the stranger it became, and the strangeness emanating from his body attracted him more than the scroll, and the deeper he went, the deeper he fell into it.
I don't know if Meng De received a letter from a certain person, knowing that the Son of Heaven is in Luoyang, there should be a response, right?
Mengde, you can bear the people of the world, and you must not fail the king! Chen Gong thinks and thinks that he is a big man, for the sake of the little emperor in front of him, who has not grown up.
"Mr. Chen, have you ever met General Lu?"
A childish question interrupted his thoughts, and when he looked up, he was still the same strange person.
The general Lu in his mouth is the son of the thief of the troubled country, Lu Bu and Lu Fengxian, and everyone in the world calls Lu Bu villain, but from the observation of more than a month, he seems to be loyal to the Son of Heaven, not a minister of the troubled country.
What's more, although he is a thief, he killed his thief father, which is not in line with morality, but he is also loyal to the country in terms of righteousness, and Chen Gong's impression of Lu Bu is not so bad.
On the contrary, he thanked him a little, if it weren't for him, Dong Zhuo wouldn't know when he could get rid of it, if there was no him, where would he get the cloak of shame to protect his last dignity.
On weekdays, he treats Lu Bu politely, and Lu Bu occasionally drinks with him and talks happily. Chen Gong felt more and more that he was the person he had been looking for.
Chen Gong also paid a lot of attention to his whereabouts, and this Zhang Yu was the right person.
"I haven't seen it, I heard that the training went to the army."
Hearing this answer, Zhang Yu's eyes flashed, and his voice became a little excited,
"Is that true?"
"I just heard about it, but I don't know if it's true or not."
After hearing this, he was disappointed, and seeing that Xiao Liu Xie was also here, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, if he asked His Majesty to find Lu Bu, the emperor was on top, and he should not dare to make a mistake.
Squatting down, looking at Liu Xie and the strange mud city in his hand, the child's architectural thinking is to jump.
"Xiaoxie, build the city."
For the Son of Heaven of the Han Dynasty, called Xiaoxie, Chen Gong thinks that this is a big rebellion, but this seems to be His Majesty's own order, although it sounds awkward, it is not easy to say anything.
"Xiao Yu, you're here, you don't have to leave the house today?"
Zhang Yu also wanted to go out of the house, but he didn't have the courage.
"No, no, I'm here to accompany Your Majesty to build mud today."
"Xiao Yu, I have said many times, just call me Xiaoxie, you don't have to be restrained."
Zhang Yu smiled and apologized, "Forget and forget, Your Majesty." It's no wonder that Xiao Xie. ”
Yan couldn't stand all the time, and when he saw that the two children seemed to be playing, he asked the Yellow Turban's subordinates to send him back to the house, leaving Zhang Yu alone.
Saying goodbye to his wife, Zhang Yu looked around smartly to see if there was a shadow of the tall man, and looked carefully, but there was indeed none, so he put his mind at ease and put his eyes back on Liu Xie's magical mud city.
Why is it strange, I saw that the mud city, the bottom is fine and the top is coarse, the bottom is shoddy, the upper end is carefully carved, top-heavy, the cart is turned upside down, it looks crumbling, and it may collapse at any time.
If it is placed in modern times, it can be regarded as the outline of half a work of art, but now it is in the late Han Dynasty, except for Liu Xie and Zhang Yu, no one may be able to appreciate it.
"Xiao Xie, this one you pinched is a mushroom?"
Not to mention holograms, there are nine points of similarity.
"Mushrooms, what are mushrooms?"
After listening to Zhang Yu's questioning, Liu Xie stopped his hands, no longer added soil to the artwork, and the pillar at the bottom survived.
The little emperor in the palace has never seen a mushroom? Zhang Yu was slightly surprised.
"Mushrooms are a kind of grain, and I will show you when we see them later. It's just Xiaoxie, Yu doesn't know, what are you building? ”
Speaking of his masterpiece, Liu Xie's eyes became extremely resolute, as if there was a light blooming.
"I'm building my big man!"
Big Han? Where's this like, silhouette? Domain? form, where is the shadow of the big man, if it really has to be related, it is the same as the current big man, crumbling, and can't stand the slightest push.
"I guess, Xiaoxie must be the cornerstone of all kinds, carrying the entire Han at the bottom, even if the pressure is huge, you have to desperately resist, keep the relics of the first emperor, and when you grow up, you will definitely have a solid foundation and build a stable Han, Your Majesty cares about the world, it is really the blessing of the Han, it is..."
Zhang Yu was unequivocal when he patted his ass, after all, he would be asked for later, and he would always be in a better mood.
However, Zhang Yu's sycophant was interrupted by Liu Xie before he finished filming.
"Xiao Yu, if this is not the case, I am the Son of Heaven, naturally I am high and big, among them, I am the minister of the family, I will do my best for the Han and hold up the royal family, so I can't be less, and I am the people, poor and poor, messing with my big man, so I do the smallest and put it at the bottom. Xiao Yu, am I talented and intelligent? ”
What's so clever about this? This is clearly an ancient idea of power, which has been proven by later generations to be really infeasible.
I don't know what kind of education Liu Xie received, it is strange to look at the Han Dynasty like this, govern the country like this, and the country is not chaotic.
"Xiaoxie, let me ask you, is it solid to build a country like this?"
Looking at the fragile clod, Liu Xie shook his head, but it was really a little unstable.
"If it's not solid, how can the big man be safe?"
Only Zhang Yu dared to say this, but he still said it in front of the emperor of the Han Dynasty.
Chen Gong on the side was slightly angry, Zhang Yu's words touched his bottom line a little, put away the scroll, and listened carefully to the debate between the two children.
"Then I regard the disloyal people among the ministers of the family as inferior, and exile them to the bottom, which will be more stable."
Liu Xie said as he did it, digging the middle layer of soil and moving it to the bottom.
It's just that where did the fragile Han suffer such a toss, not to mention whether he could distinguish who was loyal and who was traitorous, and removed the disaster of eunuchs, but it attracted Dong Zhuo to Beijing, and in addition to Dong Zhuo's rebellion, it also attracted disputes in the world.
Every time I dig the soil, I am stabbing the knife against the big man, the soil is dug too much, and there is no stable foundation underneath, and the big man is naturally gone.
The royal family at the highest point fell heavily to the bottom.
The Great Han in the hands of the Han Emperor collapsed in the hands of Liu Xie and became a wasteland.
What followed was the sad imperial tears of Emperor Xiaoxian.