Tears can't build a stable empire, and Liu Xie's eyes are only disappointed and lost.

His own mud city was destroyed, as if the great man built by his father and grandfather and ancestors would also be destroyed.

With his white and tender little hands, he grabbed a handful of mud, and with tears and mud, he wanted to reforge his big man, but the loose soil could no longer stand up.

Like a collapsed man, it has become a messy scattered sand, chaotic and uneven.

Touching the scene, Chen Gong also sighed and sighed with emotion.

Zhang Yu looked at Liu Xie, who was as big as himself, no matter what, he had to pile up his big man again, this was his duty in life, he couldn't choose, he couldn't give up, this was the glory of the emperor, and it was also the sorrow of the emperor.

Zhang Yu suddenly felt the burden on Liu Xie's shoulders, which was the weight of the entire Han.

stepped forward, grabbed his cuffs, and helped Liu Xie wipe away the tears on his face.

"Xiaoxie, I'm here to help you, don't cry anymore."

Grabbing a handful of mud, feeling its weight, and began to build the appearance of the country he understood with Liu Xie.

It is not bad to take this opportunity to say some truth and listen to the emperor.

"Xiao Xie, let me ask you, who have you seen the most?"

"At most?"

When I think of the ministers of the DPRK and China, I have seen them the most times.

"Is it the Minister of the DPRK?"

Why didn't this kid catch the point, and I don't blame him, he grew up in the deep palace, where have he seen other people.

"It's not them, Xiaoxie, think about the people around us, who are the most?"

Liu Xie thought for a moment, it seemed that there were yellow scarves in Luoyang now, and there were too many to count.

"Is it a yellow scarf?"

Although I can't get the answer Zhang Yu wants, it's close, and I'm no longer entangled.

"The yellow scarves are also the people of the Han Dynasty, so the most people in the world are the people."

The mud in his hand was still not a pile, and he couldn't build the appearance he wanted, and after listening to Zhang Yu's words, he was a little puzzled in his heart, stopped what he was doing, and asked Zhang Yu,

"Really? So what does this have to do with my big man? ”

Zhang Yu didn't feel dirty at all, sat on the ground, took off a pair of his shoes, held them in his hands, moved his hands together, and began to pile up soil.

Then he pushed and said,

"Since it is the most people, then the sand at the bottom of Your Majesty should be the most, right, Yu's words are reasonable?"

As he spoke, he piled all the dirt into a piece, trimmed it well, and looked down like a big cake, round and smooth.

Liu Xie thought about it, and it seemed to make some sense, but there were so many people and so many people, and almost all the soil was used, so where are the ministers and the family? Where are I and the royal family?

Seeing the pile of broken soil in front of him turn into a large flat clod, he was very puzzled, and spoke from the heart, so he asked.

Zhang Yu listened to Liu Xie's doubts and smiled, he had expected it.

got up, ran and jumped in the house barefoot, making Liu Xie and Chen Gong confused.

After a while, Zhang Yu finally returned to this place, with more than a dozen leaves in his hand, either tender green and fresh, or withered yellow and ugly.

Mysteriously, he laid out the leaves one by one on the clay cake.

Chen Gong was puzzled, and Liu Xie was even more confused.

When the last leaf finds its place, Zhang Yu's masterpiece is finally complete.

Like an artist, he began to introduce his masterpieces to Liu Xie and Chen Gong by the way.

"Xiao Xie, look at it, the country, the people are many and wide, but the status is low, and it is replaced by clay, the minister of the family, the status is noble, but there are few, so it is these dozen leaves, and the people under it, so they are placed on the people."

"Then why is it some green and some yellow? Isn't it good to have green leaves together? How ugly it is. ”

"The family of the world, its heart is hard to see, those who are loyal to the Han are in peace, they are green leaves, those who do not submit, those who oppress the people, should be dead leaves."

Chen Gong smiled distractedly, such a metaphor is really interesting, but this is a reality, the young master of the yellow scarf, it is not simple, but this kind of metaphor is still lacking.

Therefore, please ask Liu Xie,

"Your Majesty, the minister is confused, I don't know if I can ask him?"

"Chen Aiqing is at your own convenience, when you finish asking, it's not too late for me to ask Xiaoyu again."

Is it possible that this Chen Gongtai wants to make things difficult for me? Listening to Liu Xie's tone, it seemed that he also had doubts.

Zhang Yu's eyes widened, and he glared at Chen Gong angrily, with words in his eyes: What are you fooling in?

Chen Gong didn't see it, and asked Zhang Yu,

"Let's ask the young master, where are the Yellow Turban thieves?"

Zhang Yu didn't prepare for this question in advance, when Chen Gong asked him like this, Zhang Yu seemed a little flustered, and after thinking for a while, he decided to use the previous statement to fool the past, and it was good to deceive Liu Xie.

"Sir, as Yu said before, the yellow turban is also the people, and it is naturally this foundation and this clod...

The sharp-eyed Zhang Yu found something, and his voice stopped abruptly.

Heaven will help me this time.

"It's the little ant in this clod!"

I saw that among the soil cakes, dozens of ants circled around those dead branches and rotten leaves, and there seemed to be more and more of them, surrounding one of the rotten leaves.

"Xiaoxie, you see, with these bad families, the peasants can't stand their oppression, they will be restless, they will become ants that disturb the world, and their resistance is just their own survival."

Saying this, even Chen Gong was a little convinced, just wanted to refute something, but before he could make a sound, he finally saw the anger in Zhang Yu's eyes, he had seen such a look in Lu Bu's eyes before, if he wanted to continue to protect the Son of Heaven in Luoyang, it was best to shut up and not ask again.

Chen Gong finally had no problem, but Liu Xie still had it.

"Xiao Yu, what about me? What about royalty? ”

Chen Gong expected Zhang Yu's thoughts, and took a big step himself, took a step first, picked a gorgeous flower, and placed it on top of the leaves of the clods of soil.

With a smug look, he replied to Zhang Yu, as if to say: Is a certain guess right?

Chen Gong did this, but also to fight for a breath, he didn't want to think that he had been studying for more than 20 years, and he would not be as good as a strange child, what you can think of, Gong can also.

Zhang Yu's thoughts were seen through by Chen Gong, he really thought so, the soil and green leaves lined with safflowers, the people are the soil, nourishing the green leaves and safflowers, and the green leaves also provide nutrients for the safflowers.

It's just that Chen Gong was preemptive, and he always had a sense of frustration for some reason, no, he couldn't let Chen Gong be so proud.

"My royal family, is this the red flower?"

Liu Xie's tone was filled with a hint of joy in his doubts, after all, his royal family was so good-looking, so luxurious, so good.

Chen Gong looked at Zhang Yu, behind him, proudly written on his face, and almost helped Zhang Yu shout yes.

After a while, the cicadas in his ears couldn't stop, but Zhang Yu couldn't answer.

"Xiao Yu, what's wrong?"

Zhang Yu didn't answer, and after a while, Zhang Yu's eyes sharpened, and the corners of his mouth showed an evil smile, which made Chen Gong's back a little cold, could it be that there were any variables?

Zhang Yu took the enchanting flower in one hand and said,

"Mr. Chen's metaphor has some truth, but Your Majesty is not just a beautiful flower, Your Majesty should be a living person, isn't Your Majesty right in front of us?"

got up, walked around behind Liu Xie, grabbed his right hand, and took Liu Xie with him, one by one, the geography was clean and those fallen leaves.

"Your Majesty is the master of the Han Dynasty, except for the ministers who are not rebellious, you naturally have to do it yourself."

The ugly leaves were picked up one by one, and the entire Han Dynasty finally left only loyal and good ministers, and only the family that was close to the people and the world. A vibrant look.

Those ant rebels also disappeared along with the erosive family Buchen, and they were not in the territory of the Han Dynasty.

"Your Majesty's Han should be taken care of by Your Majesty personally, first consolidate the hearts of the people, build the foundation, this is the top priority, and then pick capable ministers and govern the family, which can be the icing on the cake. Your Majesty is the builder and the monitor, the whole Han is in the hands of Your Majesty, there is no chaos at all, it is getting better and better, Your Majesty should be the immortal monarch, and it will be immortal, Xiao Yu is right? ”

Liu Xie listened to Zhang Yu's words, looked at his dirty hands, and the beautiful and firm man in front of him, and nodded vigorously, from then on, this has become his lifelong wish.

Chen Gong was speechless in surprise, he never thought that this child's thinking jumped so much, and he didn't want this child to be so reasonable. Myself, once again miscalculated.

This time it was Zhang Yu's turn to be proud, he did have the capital to be proud, picked up the flowers in his hand, sniffed vigorously, and felt the unique fragrance that only the victor can enjoy.