The sound of cold and light rain is slow,

The Lonely Imperial City is littered with deaths.

Thin muscles and yellow scarves are slow,

The young children here hurriedly searched.

Luoyang in the rain revealed sadness, her prosperity has become a thing of the past, no one has greeted her for a long time, those so-called princes, just glanced at her, regardless of the scars on her face, and turned away.

Today, out of nowhere, there are many more people, with tattered clothes and the appearance of homeless people, and when they see me like this, I am afraid that they will not even have time to stop and rest. Sighing, turned into a gentle wind and drizzle, and fell on the miserable world.

Unexpectedly, they stopped and scattered in all directions, each busy with something, as if they were happy.

I don't know what they're going to do, and I'd love to help you, but I don't have anything left for you.

Hey? The two of them look so familiar, he and she seem to have gone shopping on my meridians, listened to the piano, ate sugar gourds, had snowball fights, got lost, and met another person, he seems to have been in my head since birth, and it is difficult to recognize it, but my current head has nothing.

Xiao Ling'er was running on the street in a hurry, looking for her home, she wondered, could the things in her dreams be waiting for her at home?

Zhang Yu naturally followed, and it was not all for Xiao Ling'er, the current Luoyang, just those few places are still intact, and they can be used as a temporary base camp for the Yellow Turbans. Ordered those generals to send people to clean up a few ruins, find out if there was any food to satisfy their hunger, and take these generals to Lu Bu's mansion.

The two ladies and Liu Xie naturally followed closely and never left.

Rounding the corner, turning the corner, it was still the familiar plaque, the familiar wooden door, Xiao Ling'er stood in front of the door, trying hard to push open the heavy wooden door, but unfortunately the strength was too small, and the gate did not move.

Zhang Yu motioned for Xu Huang to step forward, and with a little force, the wooden door creaked and was slowly pushed open. Xiao Ling'er exerted too much force, didn't notice that someone helped push the door, lost support, almost fell, stumbled, and hurried into the house.

The house still hasn't changed, the small courtyard, the hall, the study, everything in the past is vivid, but unfortunately there is no dog barking, and there is no Lu Bu's thick arms.

Disappointment hung on her face, and she didn't want Zhang Yu to see it, so she buried her head deep in Yan's arms.

sighed, cleaned up her mood, and asked Mrs. Yan to take Ling'er back to the familiar room to rest, and introduced this place to her mother and the generals.

All the Yellow Turban generals sighed at the death of Luoyang, and said that the young master Hongfu blessed this house, Bian took Zhang Yu's hand, it seems that his child is doing well.

Let his mother take Liu Xie to walk here, and he and the generals went to the military discussion place to discuss strategies. Bian was a little reluctant, a little unwilling to leave Zhang Yu, so he agreed with Zhang Yu's words, took Liu Xie, and wandered around.

"Young master, I saw today's Luoyang, ruins everywhere, chaos everywhere, but it is not as good as the mountains and forests." The questioner was Han Zhong, who was outspoken and had no scruples.

Zhang Yu smiled and replied to Han Zhong's words, "Is there a city wall in the mountains and forests?" Can there be farmland in the mountains and forests, and can there be such halls in the mountains and forests? ”

"Not really, but what about the ruins?"

"Do it slowly, take this place as the center, with a radius of one mile, clean it up first, so that the soldiers have a place to rest."

"A certain stupidity, and ask the young master, half... What does it mean? ”

Not only Han Zhong, everyone here is puzzled, what is the radius?

Zhang Yu forgot, as if at this time people had not yet come up with the concept of radius, let alone pi.

How to explain it, the ancients solved the circle, it seems to be the method of cutting the circle, but how to cut the circle, I can't do it.

glanced at Lu Bu's military conference hall, yo, there really is paper and pen. So he ordered Xu Huang to take it, and he used his own method to lay out this circle.

"Generals, please listen carefully."

Dip it in ink and dot a little on the white paper.

"This is where we are now, and now I order General Yang Feng to order his subordinates to start from here and advance one mile in one direction."

As he spoke, he dragged the brush and pulled out a long line from the black dot.

"Order General Sun again, go one mile to that place."

"Order General Han again...

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When the route of more than 10 people here is arranged, the paper takes on the shape of radiation.

"These miles are the radius, do you understand?"

Nodding, as if he understood.

Zhang Yu saw their expressions, and was also helpless, how could the most basic common sense in modern times be so difficult to talk about in ancient times.

It took a long time for the generals to understand how they were going to march and how to clear the ruins.

After listening to Zhang Yu's explanation of the radius and seeing Zhang Yu's arrangement of the formation, everyone was deeply revered by the wisdom of this nine-year-old young master, and he was really the son of Huang Tian!

Looking at the dense lines on the paper, barely outlining a dodecagonal shape, which was almost a circle, Zhang Yu felt a little tired and powerless, it turned out that teaching people was so hard.

Each of them received the order, took a radius of one mile, and took part of the men and horses, to the designated place, and began to organize the place where the soldiers were camped.

Zhang Yu was very tired, so he lay on the table like this, and fell asleep.

The rain dissipated, the wind blew away the clouds, and the sun revealed its original appearance.

During the day, Zhang Yu fell asleep and dreamed.

In the dream, Lu Bu's charges were cleared and appreciated by the world, and the family of three was happy; Liu Xie returned to the throne, loyal ministers worshipped, rectified the chaos, and the situation was no longer turbulent; Because the yellow scarves also had food to eat and fields to cultivate, the emperor was enlightened and loved the people like a son, put down the weapons in his hands, no longer talked about the uprising, and another peaceful and prosperous era began. Naturally, together with his mother, as well as his playmates in the village, he lived a stable and peaceful life.

Everything is so beautiful, but it's a pity that it's just a dream, a daydream, maybe it comes true?

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Since January, with the efforts of everyone, nearly 200,000 yellow turbans have finally found a home, the radius of one mile is not enough, the radius of two miles is very crowded, and finally expanded to a radius of nearly three miles, before everyone can be settled. The simple house was built, although it was not very good-looking, but it also helped Luoyang to regain some vitality.

Since January, the yellow turbans have also found many good things in Luoyang and its surroundings.

Someone found a few bags of rapeseed in the ruins, Zhang Yu ordered people to find a place in the south of Luoyang City, cultivate a little reclamation, cultivate some grain and vegetables, and provide for the soldiers.

There are also people who caught a few pheasants in the mountains and forests outside the city, and Zhang Yu ordered people to raise them alive and slowly domesticate them, which will be useful, but he hasn't eaten eggs for a long time.

On weekdays, I relied on soldiers to go out hunting and pick wild fruits, and my life was much better than in the mountains.

The yellow scarves rarely ate the meat they dreamed of, and they were extremely excited, and they did not forget to show their loyalty to the young master and the yellow scarves every day. Subtly, Zhang Yu has already become an irreplaceable little leader in their hearts.

Looking at all this, Zhang Yu felt a sense of accomplishment, he felt that it was he who saved Luoyang, it was he who saved the Han, and the scene in the dream seemed to be really realized.

Just send Lu Bu, and loyal ministers.

muttered, returned to Lu Bu's mansion, and went to eat meat.

Luoyang's movements are getting bigger and bigger, and naturally it has reached the point of letting others know.

Chen stayed somewhere.

"Lord, the day before yesterday, I went hunting, not far from Luoyang City, I saw a lot of people, I thought it was just a mountain hunter, but for three days in a row, I saw those people, I'm afraid...

The man in front of him buried himself in reading, listened to the reports of his subordinates, raised his head, and his eyes revealed a strange light.

"Luoyang? Luoyang. ”