This night, Zhang Yu and the others were tired of playing, went back to the thatched hut, drank a little porridge, ate wild fruits, and rested, I don't know if it was because they were tired, although it was just a "bed" piled up with thatch, several people still slept sweetly, except for Zhang Yu.

One person walked out of the house and found a yellow scarf general leaning against the thatched hut, snoring softly, it was not Yang Feng, it seemed to be called Sun Xiaba, who had only seen it in the morning.

Zhang Yu walked by him quietly, not wanting to wake up his sweet dreams, walked to the wide lawn outside the house, picked up a dogtail grass, held it in his mouth, and lay comfortably on the green grass, smelling the fragrance of the earth, looking up at the starry sky, watching the moon and counting the stars, he liked this feeling very much.

It's a little strange to think back to everything that happened in the past two days.

experienced the death of the burning of the city in Luoyang, experienced the death of Dong Zhuo and the chaotic war, walked on the line of life and death, and met the little Han Emperor Liu Xie, and saw the so-called Yellow Turban, and he became the young master of the Yellow Turban by mistake.

It's like an illusion, but it's really a real experience.

Moved his body, looked at the half-missing moon in the sky, and thought, what should he do next, Dong Zhuo is dead, can the Han family be revived? Is he really Zhang Jiao's son, inheriting his father's will, the Yellow Turban Uprising? What should Lu Bu do, and where should Mrs. and Xiao Ling'er go?

The messy question made Zhang Yu a little bored, caressing his chest, trying to calm himself down, but he touched the ancient book in his arms, groped, took out the worn-out book, read it by the moonlight, still didn't understand a word, looked at this book, his heart was even more bored, he simply closed the book, put it on the back of his head, used it as a pillow, spit out the dogtail grass in his mouth, closed his eyes, and quickly fell asleep.

On the grass, Xiao Yuzi pillowed the ancient books, covered with moonlight and starlight, and went to sleep.

Under the same starry sky, on the battlefield, there is no breath of life, Lu Bu, the woman, and the little fish Chitu, I don't know where to go.

After a long night's sleep, Zhang Yu woke up the next day, when the warm sun was in the sky.

He found himself back in the house, and the strange book was right next to him. Inside the house, because I was too tired, I slept deeply and didn't want to wake up.

Yawned, put away the book, and walked slowly outside the house, strange, I slept outside the house last night, and somehow returned to the house, could it be that I was sleepwalking.

Walking out of the door, the sunlight was a little dazzling, Zhang Yu squinted his eyes, rubbed it, and finally got rid of the gas of getting up, breathed deeply in the mountain air, and sucked the morning breath in a big gulp, this feeling, just like in a small village, Zhang Yu felt very satisfied.

"The young master is awake, and the morning is well."

Following the reputation, it turned out to be the man who kept vigil last night.

"Good morning, General Sun."

The young master said hello like this, Sun Xia himself was a little uncomfortable, this young master didn't have any shelf.

"By the way, General Sun, you sent Yu back to the house last night?"

"It's a subordinate, the young master, the cold wind in the mountains at night, the subordinates are afraid that the young master will be sick, and see that the young master is sleeping deeply, so he is good at making claims, moving the young master's golden body in the house, please forgive the young master."

"The general is not guilty, Yu still has to thank the general."

"The young master has spoken." seemed to think of something, "By the way, the young master, my subordinates have asked someone to prepare hot water, and ask the young master to go to the bath." ”

Bathe? Why do you want me to take a shower in broad daylight?

With doubts, he asked Sun Xia, "General Sun, I don't know why you want me to bathe this early in the morning?" ”

"Yang Feng didn't say anything about today's ceremony with the young master?"

What ritual? When did Yang Bong tell me? How come I don't remember? Knock on the head and recall carefully, there is really no memory of this.

"Yu has not heard of it, please explain it in detail to the general."

"That's the case, the young master returned to the yellow turban yesterday, it is a great joy, in accordance with the will of the great sage and good teacher, when the young master returns, the succession ceremony needs to be held, everyone swears together, loyal to the young master, loyal to the yellow scarf. In the future, the young master will dominate the yellow scarf, sweep the world, and level all directions. ”

Inauguration ceremony?! Dominating the Yellow Turban?!

Zhang Yu refused in his heart, although the leader of the yellow scarf stood up very majestic, and the title of the yellow scarf leader was also very attractive, but it didn't seem to be suitable for him, he was just a child. What's more, Zhang Yu knew that the yellow scarf in the late Eastern Han Dynasty had no good end, and if he took over, he would not worry about his life?

"General, it's better to wait until you find my mother and ask more about it before doing this ceremony."

"Young master, don't say more, the brothers are all waiting."

Zhang Yu repeatedly refused, but he couldn't withstand Sun Xia's stubborn beating, so he had to go to the bath obediently.

I took a reluctant bath, but it was quite comfortable. Washing away the dust of a few days, washing away the troubles of a few days, and washing away the lead, Zhang Yu has a feeling of rebirth.

Dry your body, dry your hair, put on a feather crown, tie your belt, straighten your clothes, and wear a sword.

Zhang Yu was born white and upright, coupled with this outfit, Xiao Ling'er was stunned, is this still Xiao Yuzi who plays with me on weekdays? Rubbing his eyes, he looked incredulous, and his eyeballs were about to pop out.

I almost went up and pinched Zhang Yu's face to confirm whether this was true or not, and was about to make a move, but fortunately he was stopped by the Yan family and did not cause any big trouble.

Liu Xie looked at Zhang Yu, and also had the illusion of looking at those adults in the court, dignified and majestic.

"Young master, the hour is almost up, and you can go."

Follow Sun Xia, follow the forest path, and walk to the depths.

Along the way, he asked Sun Xia a lot of questions, what he wanted to say later, what he wanted to do, what taboos he had, whether he could not go and so on.

Sun Xia knew that the young master was young, so he simply explained a few words to Zhang Yu, saying that all the overall situation, with a few of them in charge, Zhang Yu did not have to worry.

As for the last question, the answer, of course, is no.

Zhang Yu listened to Sun Xia's answer, and it seemed that he was really going to bite the bullet this time. Recite the four words of the leader's speech silently in your heart to cheer for yourself.

After walking for a while, the road became narrower and narrower, and there was only one person left, so Sun Xia wouldn't take the wrong way.

Just as I wanted to remind Sun Xia, Sun Xia, who was leading the way in front, stopped and stopped walking.

"Young master, we have arrived."

In the light ahead, take a step and suddenly open up.

There are no hills in front of me, no woods, and even the road under my feet has become sloping, looking down, a flat river, extremely open, a good mountain basin, a good forest flat.

I didn't expect that there was such a place in the mountains and forests, in the basin, densely packed with people, 10,000? Thirty thousand? Fifty thousand? Countless yellow turbans gathered here, Rao is empty here, and it is also covered by the crowd at the moment.

In the center of the crowd is a simple platform made of wood, on which dozens of yellow turban flags are standing, flying in the mountain breeze.

I'm going to speak on that stage?

Even if Zhang Yu is not a child, but a modern adult, he is still very panicked and scared at this moment, such a big formation, it is the first time he has seen it, no matter the past life and this life.

Stopped Sun Xia again, and asked that question again, can I not go on? The answer has not changed.