Then, Zhang Yu talked badly, and persuaded Yang Feng and other generals to get up, he was really not used to being bowed down like this.

The memorial ceremony can be regarded as a thrilling and dangerous pass. The people got up and scattered, and returned to the mountains and forests, where they lurked in the darkness.

Zhang Yu's reputation has also spread completely in this yellow scarf, and this word has been circulated in the mountains and forests:

The heart of not being subordinate, a cloth to wipe it, although the age is young, the magic is amazing, the son of the heavenly father, the hope of the yellow scarf, the words of loyalty, dare not be double-hearted, the oath of loyalty, never forget!

When people saw Zhang Yu, they all respected it, and knelt down to show loyalty, Zhang Yu really couldn't stand such a fanatical following, so he had to avoid these people, just around the small broken thatched hut, wandering and frolicking, occasionally holding a broken wooden stick on the dirt to continue to teach Xiao Ling'er to write, occasionally calculating how to deal with the Han Emperor Liu Xie, and occasionally planning the next road.

is still bullied by Xiao Ling'er like that, where is there still the king's spirit of worship on the wooden platform that day. The sun and the moon change, day by day, day by day, ten years, quietly passing, good rain knows the season, when spring happens, sporadic raindrops, bring thoughts, I don't know when to see my mother.

In the spring of 190 AD, in Chang'an City, there was news that shocked the whole world, Dong Zhuo died! What shocked the world even more was that the Han Emperor was displaced!

At this moment, Li Ru proclaimed himself Xiangguo, named Xu Rong as a general, and the generals around him were all rewarded, and he ordered the history of the state pastors to gather in Chang'an to discuss the matter of the Son of Heaven. If you don't go, you will betray the country, and everyone can raise troops on their own and attack in groups.

When the ministers of the court and the central government heard this, they were all in pain, Dong Zhuo died, of course, it is congratulatory, but the young emperor was displaced, the sky was a thunderbolt, and the country had no king, how could it be a country?

Situ Wang Yun, the edict is distributed all over the world, directly discussing Li Ru, the thief who died in the country, what is the difference between him and a beast? The people of the world should fight together, just like the past was to Dong Zhuo! Sprinkled with beams, thousand-word edicts, all sides have their hearts, and they all want to raise troops.

Li Ru was angry and restrained Wang Yun, imprisoned in prison, did not see the light of day, did not give death, life is better than death.

The princes in the opposition, hearing that the young emperor was floating in the world, disappeared, was indignant, and heard the edict of Situ Gong, all condemned Li Ru, none of them worshiped Chang'an, and there were many people who made suggestions, all kinds of plans, all kinds of ideas, all kinds of people's hearts, I don't know.

It is always difficult to guess people's hearts, and people's hearts are easy to change.

The stars and moon are brilliant, and the mountains and forests are picturesque.

forest,

"Xiao Yuzi, this word is a person, so what is this word?" Xiao Ling'er pointed to the words on the dirt floor, and kicked Zhang Yu, who was lying down counting stars. Liu Xie held back a smile on the side, looking at the words, looking at Zhang Yu, he also wanted to learn words, learn these strangely shaped words.

Zhang Yu, who was disturbed, raised his fist at Xiao Ling'er, feigned anger and said nothing, looking at the Chinese characters he wrote under the moonlight, the words of four strokes, a boat and three pulps, and the word "heart".

"This is the word heart, and the connection is the human heart."

"What does it mean to have a human heart?" Xiao Ling'er was full of curiosity about this unfamiliar word.

How do I explain it to this unlucky girl, I don't know much about people's hearts.

Biting my nails, it's still a bad habit of thinking.

After thinking for a while, he pointed to his heart,

"This is the heart, we are people, this is the human heart."

Xiao Ling'er and Liu Xie looked at their chests, empty, only plackets, how can there be people's hearts?

"Xiao Yuzi is deceiving, where is there something here?" Xiao Ling'er didn't understand what Zhang Yu meant, and Liu Xie didn't understand either, her eyes were full of doubts, looking at Zhang Yu, expecting Zhang Yu to speak.

Does the human heart really exist? Is the human heart real or false?

Zhang Yu is embarrassed, a child is a child, and his understanding ability is very poor.

The stars in the sky twinkled, Zhang Yu's eyes rolled, he was silent for a moment, and spoke again,

"Xiao Ling'er, the human heart is a bag in your body, it contains a lot of things, what you like, what you want, and of course what you hate. It's right here, but it's in your body. ”

When the two children heard this, their eyes shone brighter than the stars in the sky.

"So, can I take the contents of the bag out?" Xiao Ling'er's voice is very good, which makes people very eager to answer questions.

Liu Xie didn't speak, but his talking eyes had betrayed the problem in his heart.

Things in your heart, at your fingertips? It's impossible to think about it, but it's not impossible to think about it.

The crickets chirped at night, the wind blew the leaves and grass, and the shadows of the three people under the moon were very long, just like the question in Zhang Yu's mind, which was very long.

I was actually stopped by Xiao Ling'er's question. He thought of many people, such as Liu Bei, Cao Cao, and the dead Dong Zhuo, and Lu Bu who didn't know where to go, did they get what they had in their hearts?

Zhang Yu was confused, like he was in a philosophy class, and the endless meditation made him a little crazy.

Zhang Yu thought about it for a long time before he squeezed out such an answer.

"As long as Xiao Ling'er thinks, your heart will tell you what to do, and you can get the contents of the bag."

Two children seem to understand but do not understand, and in other words, three children seem to understand but not understand.

What is the use of the human heart? How do I use it?

Xiao Ling'er thought about Zhang Yu's words, and scribbled on the ground with a wooden stick, and the messy curves were just like Zhang Yu's messy heart.

"Xiao Ling'er, there is a sugar gourd here."

Pointing to your heart, you have a heart,

"There are mothers, fathers, and small fish."

After a slight pause,

"And the annoying little Yuzi."

Zhang Yu listened, he didn't know whether to cry or laugh, in short, he wanted to hit someone, but unfortunately he couldn't beat Xiao Ling'er.

"What I want most now is Daddy, but it didn't tell me how to do it."

As he spoke, his voice became very small and disappointed, giving people the feeling that it was like a brass bell touching each other, but it made an ancient bell.

When the mad girl is no longer crazy, but sad, the contrast and contrast will always be heartbreaking.

What is the human heart? Will it be shattered too?

Stretched out his hand, touched Xiao Ling'er's head, and gently soothed,

"Xiao Ling'er is still too young, and when she grows up, she will naturally tell you."

"What about Daddy? Ling'er won't be able to find her father? ”

"The general also has a bag with little Ling'er in it, and the general will also ask about the bag, the general is an adult, and the bag will naturally tell him the way, and he will find Xiao Ling'er soon."

What is the human heart? Will they have each other?

"Soon? How fast is it soon? ”

"Ling'er go and sleep, maybe tomorrow morning, the general will appear."

"Really? I'm going to sleep! ”

threw away the wooden stick in his hand, threw away the depression in his heart, turned back into the crazy girl, jumped all the way, went back to the grass hut to find his mother, and went to bed.

Liu Xie has always been there, silently listening to the conversation between Zhang Yu and Xiao Ling'er, there are a lot of things in my heart, there are many of them, but there are many of them yet, but I am already very big, bigger than Xiao Ling'er and Zhang Yu, why doesn't it tell me what to do.

Zhang Yu couldn't help but be a little worried when he saw Liu Xie there, like a lost soul,

"Your Majesty?"

Zhang Yu's call pulled Liu Xie back to reality from the bag, and he was a little dissatisfied when he heard Zhang Yu call him Your Majesty.

"Xiao Yu, didn't I say it, just call me Xiaoxie, Your Majesty, Your Majesty, I hate this title the most."

The owner of the highest power in the world, the title that countless people dream of, you actually hate it.

The human heart is really difficult to understand.

"Got it, Yu will pay attention next time. Xiao Xie should also go back to the house, it's not too early. ”

"What about you, Xiaoyu?"

Zhang Yu motioned to the mountain intersection over there, and Yang Feng was there, as if he had something to say to Zhang Yu.

Liu Xie nodded and also went back to the house, but he was not in the same happy mood as Xiao Ling'er, he was still thinking about when what he wanted would become real.

Seeing Liu Xie leaving, Yang Feng stepped forward and did not salute, this is Zhang Yu's rule.

"General Yang, how is it, is there any news of my mother's parents?" Zhang Yu was very anxious, and the bag in his heart also contained a lot of things.

Yang Feng was speechless, these days, every time he saw Zhang Yu, Zhang Yu's first question was always related to the master's mother, "Uh, back to the young master, I have sent many troops to explore around Luoyang City, and I believe that there will be results in the near future." ”

Ah, it's not, Zhang Yu kicked away a stone at his feet hard, looking dissatisfied.

"Then I don't know what is the important matter for General Yang to come so late?"

Yang Fengzheng was thinking about how to comfort the young master of the child's temper, but he almost forgot about the matter, "Young master, today I got the news from outside, and I came from Chang'an. ”

"News from Chang'an?" Zhang Yu cheered up and listened carefully, there might be news of Lu Bu's whereabouts, thinking about Xiao Ling'er's crying face, Zhang Yu didn't want to see it again, that feeling was really uncomfortable.

"Chang'an came to report that Dong Zhuo died...

Hearing the words Dong Zhuo's death, Rao was expected by Zhang Yu before, knowing that Lu Bu had already made a move, but when he heard the exact news, he was still so excited that he almost couldn't help jumping up.

Dong Zhuo died early, doesn't the big man have to die?

Yang Feng didn't notice Zhang Yu's expression, and continued to say everything he knew, Zhang Yu endured his excitement, and listened to all the information, there was no news from Lu Bu, no news, it might be the best news, indicating that the general may not be dead yet!

So where the hell did he go? I was lost, remembering the scene of meeting Lu Bu for the first time, I smiled dumbly, I was lost, but I looked like a general. It's better to go back to Luoyang, maybe we'll meet there.

"Young master, now that the Han Emperor is in our hands, and the princes of the world are raising troops in a big way, the actions of the princes are terrifying, and we may have a chance to take advantage of it!"

People's hearts, and people's hearts!

Zhang Yu stopped his excitement, chewed on Yang Feng's words just now, and realized that the situation did not seem to be as good as he imagined. Dong Zhuo died two years early, and the war between the princes could be quelled and avoided? Who can say! Who knows the ambitions of the princes?!

"General Yang, you go down and rest first, I'm almost resting."

"No, the young master has a good dream, maybe I can see the master mother early tomorrow morning."

With that, Yang Feng retired and disappeared on the other side of the path.

Such words sound so familiar, I don't know who said them.

Picking up the wooden stick that Xiao Ling'er had dropped, waving and dancing on the soft mud floor, looking at his masterpiece, with worry and hope, he went back to the house.

Thousands of miles are speechless, the moonlight is splashed wantonly on the mud ground, a few lines of regular script, shining the moonlight.

What is the human heart?

Real or imaginary, deep or shallow,

or return with a man, or dig a man's grave

People's hearts, or change,

For cruelty, for kindness, for loyalty, for ambition,

Every man has his own heart.