Three Kingdoms

  Although Zhou Yu is not very old, he seems to feel that he is old.

  Because the old man likes to recall the past, and he likes it now, even recalling the past unconsciously.

"Although my younger brother grew up in Jiangbei..." Zhou Yu smiled slightly, his eyes seemed to be somewhat wandering about the past. It’s just playing the piano in the backyard…”

  People in later generations like Zhou Yu, most of whom like Zhou Yu's intelligence, suaveness, and superb attainments in music and art, but few people will explore what Zhou Yu paid for these talents. Like a piece of pie popped out of nowhere and is ready to eat right away?

  Although Zhou Yu said it simply, in fact, there was not much joy in his young years.

  If Zhou Yu's father could live a few more years, Zhou Yu might be happier, but he might also become a son of a noble family like Zhou Hui.

  In the Han Dynasty, eating Juehu was a very common phenomenon.

   Even in later generations, the property of the DINK family is often coveted by their relatives, even brothers and sisters.

   Zhou Yu's father is dead. If Zhou Yu fails to become a talent, then there is no need to say what the Zhou family will face. So Zhou Yu was forced to "be less famous". Just like happiness education for future generations, parents are qualified to be happy if they have jobs, income and material conditions. If they have nothing, how can they be happy? I am afraid that even the most advocating happy education, if he has no money to get it, then he will probably not be able to pretend to be happy.

   Zhou Yu's happiness began when she met Sun Ce.

  Young man, always mostly emotional.

  『Later, I met Sun Bofu... 』Zhou Yu smiled slightly, 『Thanks to Sun Bofu for not giving up, entrusting him with his life...Life and death share honor and disgrace, only then can Jiangdong become what it is today...』

  Of course, according to Zhou Yu, it was quite perfect.

   At the best age, at the most correct place, I met my favorite person...

Um?

   Feeling weird?

  But Zhou Shaonianlang probably expressed this meaning.

   But in fact, if you have some knowledge of the psychology of later generations, if you want to talk about the relationship between Sun Ce and Zhou Yu, the "drawing bridge effect" may not be able to escape. It doesn’t have to be a suspension bridge. After all, not everyone has a fear of heights, and some people like to climb high cliffs very much. Therefore, in addition to the suspension bridge bungee jumping, people in later generations will also choose horror movies, haunted houses, etc.

   Of course, there is another scene that also has the drawbridge effect...

   Battlefield.

   Zhou Yu met Sun Ce at about the age of sixteen.

  Secondary 2 is full, but not mature yet.

  At the same time, Sun Ce probably started killing bandits and thieves nearby to practice at that time, making some early preparations for fighting with his father Sun Jian.

   Therefore, it is almost certain that when Zhou Yu went to meet Sun Ce, Sun Ce would probably use some small-scale battles to screen out his friends around him, and it was probably at that time that the two of them established their relationship.

  The relationship between monarch and minister.

  Sun Ce obviously doesn't like people who use their brains. He and the keyboard warrior are completely incompatible. Therefore, Sun Ce was not at all interested in the gentry children who came here because of his reputation, because he felt that those gentry children would only beep all day long. It is said that this is more important than this, and that is better than that, so Sun Ce should do this, and then that.

   Zhou Yu is obviously different.

   Zhou Yu doesn't talk much.

  The reason for talking less is because Zhou Yu doesn’t have too many opportunities for trial and error. He is a child without a father, so he must be cautious. As for that time, Zhou Yu didn't have much choice.

  The surrounding princes, apart from Sun Jian and Sun Ce, Yuan Shu and Liu Biao are the closest ones.

  Yuan Shu looked down on Zhou Yu because of his arrogance. He didn't even look down on Yuan Shu, let alone the little Zhou Yu who was unknown at the time? As for Liu Biao, at that time he was focused on gaining prestige and forming alliances within Jingxiang, and he also looked down upon the Zhou family's young man who was not born within Jingxiang's range.

  The princes who are too far away, Zhou Yu may have thought about it, but unfortunately, he can't go.

   After all, he is gone, what should Zhou do?

  No one asked Zhou Yu to bear these, but Zhou Yu knew that he had a responsibility on his shoulders.

  So Jiangdong is the best choice.

  Because Jiangdong is weak and urgently needs talents, he will not be rejected because he is young and inexperienced. It’s like the small companies in later generations will not deliberately set up any thresholds. When a certain treasure was not yet strong, someone even went to the street to pull people’s heads.

  Because Sun Ce is young and inexperienced, he is better at deceiving... no, it is better at communicating. Are they all young people? But Zhou Yu didn't expect that Sun Ce would be so easy to deceive, and then he took out his brain and handed it to Zhou Yu without saying a word.

   First time on the battlefield.

   Commanding operations for the first time.

   First kill.

  Zhou Yu controlled his expression very well, making it impossible for people to see that it was his first time, but the hormones in his body didn't care what his expression was, and still filled every cell of his body.

At the very beginning, Sun Ce may have seen Zhou Yu as handsome as a little girl, and wanted to take him on the battlefield to frighten him. He had the evil taste of watching Zhou Yu cry, but unexpectedly, he was caught by Zhou Yu instead. The cuteness of the contrast was attracted, and then fell into Zhou Yu's hands.

  Young man's emotions are mostly pure.

   It's like the love between students on campus is mostly sincere. Well, that's right, only between students, not including teachers. After all, status, information, authority, assets, etc. are not equal.

Similarly, if Sun Ce did not die early, but waited ten or twenty years later, the friendship between Zhou Yu and Sun Ce would definitely change gradually, just like no matter how beautiful a love is, it has to face riches and oils , or campus love will eventually have to face bride price and housing price, even if students and teachers will eventually fight over paper problems.

   Then it just so happened that Zhou Yu's feelings for Sun Ce will always stay at the most beautiful moment.

  『Sorry...』Zhou Yu made the final decision,『Thank you, Brother Cong, for coming to persuade me, but I will not leave Jiangdong...』

  Zhou Hui stared, his face full of helplessness.

  Zhou Hui couldn't understand it at all, even if Zhou Yu gave an explanation.

  Zhou Yu still smiled, expressed his thanks again, and then sent Zhou Hui to the guest room to rest without mentioning it.

  Although Zhou Hui couldn't understand him, Zhou Yu still felt a little happy. After all, it was a concern to some extent, and it didn't matter how many factors were behind the concern.

  The first generation opened up the territory, the second generation connected the past and the next, as for the third generation...

  Most of them are confused at the beginning.

   Zhou's...

   Or Jiangdong, the same is true.

   Zhou Yu knew this, just as he also knew that Sun Quan could not achieve the same courage as his father and brother.

   Zhou Yu also knows how to get this courage...

  When you have nothing, you will naturally be willing to let it go. Anyway, you are such a few broken pots, and you are making money no matter what. But when marrying a wife and having children, with seniors and children, and a tortoise shell in the middle, naturally they can only shrink their heads and pretend that they are a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles.

  So now is Sun Quan willing to let go?

  Even Zhou Yu himself couldn't survive.

  After Zhou Hui left, Zhou Yu sat in the hall and pondered for a moment, the smile on his face gradually subsided into a cold one.

  With Sun Quan's temper, if Zhou Yu really left Jiangdong, Sun Quan would allow him to go to Chang'an in such a safe way, no matter whether he really went to treat his illness or not? Even if Sun Quan couldn't react for a while, Cao Cao in Xu County would watch Zhou Yu, a big fish, pass by the door, and then do nothing?

  Although Zhou Hui has good intentions, his wisdom and political sensitivity are too poor.

  Nowadays, it is no longer the era when a big man can get a good death with kindness and kindness!

   So he can't go.

  Living can only depend on fate, even if Zhou Yu knows that there may indeed be a glimmer of life in the Chang'an Hundred Medical Center, but he himself wants to cut off this glimmer of life. After all, Zhou Yu is not only himself, but also his family, and...

  Little Joe.

   Zhou Yu's wife is not Xiao Qiao.

  Perhaps people who read Three Kingdoms all stared at Zhou Yu and Xiao Qiao, thinking that she was a perfect match between a talented man and a beautiful woman.

  Men substitute themselves into Zhou Yu, feel that they are like Zhou Yu's feather fan scarf, pointing the country, and then there is a peerless beauty looking at him with admiration...

  Women are replaced by Xiao Qiao, rushing to the crown... Uh, wrong, it is the boudoir teasing the early blooming hair, the Qin Sexiang and the concubine love, the peerless beautiful man is unparalleled in wisdom, gentleness and consideration, living a life of food and clothing together...

  Actually, unfortunately, Xiao Qiao is just a concubine and has no status so far. Calling it Ru Madam is actually making it clear that she is not Madam.

   Zhou Yu's wife has been decided very early. And at that time Zhou Yu hadn't even met his wife, let alone free love and mutual affection. The marriage between Zhou Yu and his wife is nothing more than a political marriage that the family needs, and he can't refuse it, and he can't refuse it either.

   It was as if he couldn't go to the Hundred Medical Center this time.

   Involuntary.

   Life is a member of the Zhou family, and death is the ghost of the Zhou family.

   But Joe isn't...

  She is not even a member of the Zhou family, and she cannot become the ghost of the Zhou family even if she dies.

  She couldn't enter the Zhou family's grave...

   Because she is a concubine.

  Concubine, Li Nuye, stood aside and waited, not even qualified to sit down.

  The sound of silk and bamboo has been quietly sounding since it started just now. On the pavilion in the back hall, there is a pretty figure playing the piano.

  Zhou Yu walked over slowly, and his stern face gradually softened.

  The irritability and hustle and bustle around seem to have faded away, and a woman in white is sitting in the pavilion, with a green veil hanging, as if she is dancing to the sound of the piano. Xiao Qiao caressed the guqin in front of her, and her long hair was simply tied into a bundle behind her head, pouring down, soft and shiny. The white skirt stretched out like a flower on the mat. The jingle sound of the piano, the soft and comfortable feeling, was mixed in Zhou Yu's chaotic mood.

The noise in the world, at this moment, seems to be soothed by the sound of the piano, gradually being stretched and smoothed in the soft and slow sound of the piano, the world is quiet, only the person in front of him and the person in his ear are left. This piano sound.

   Zhou Yu looked at Xiao Qiao with a smile.

  Looking at Xiao Qiao is like a painting of a lady in ink and wash, full of charm stays in his eyes.

   There is an elegant and attractive temperament in the gentle plucking of the slender fingers. Xiao Qiao lowered her head, and her blue hair drooped down her cheeks, but she just showed a calm and leisurely gaze, as if she was immersed in the music score, as if she was playing leisurely by the edge of a deserted mountain or a quiet lake.

  Zhou Yu listened attentively.

  Zhou Yu is good at music, but not good at poetry.

There is no way to do this, because the talent of music is a bowl of rice rewarded by God, some people are poured down by God pinching their necks, and some people still can't get it out even if they scrape the bottom of the bowl over and over again half a grain of rice. God is so eccentric. It is impossible to be fair in life. This is something that is innately engraved in the DNA of an individual. Some people have a good sense of music. They can write down their notes on the spot while listening to music. But some people are tone deaf, even after practicing hard for a month in the karaoke room, they still sing out of tune when they go out.

  Life is unfair, but there is one thing that is fair, and that is time.

  For a person, there are always only twelve hours in a day.

   If you spend too much time on music, you won’t have time to spend on scriptures and prose. Time is always limited, and capitalists of later generations know this very well, so they will try their best to occupy the time of ordinary people to learn and grow. After all, as long as ordinary people don’t study and grow, they don’t have to worry about being hung on the street lamp .

Zhou Yu is not good at Ci Fu, this black hole even Mr. Luo can't make up for it, it can only be like "the black dog is white, the white dog is swollen", when Zhou Yu meets Zhuge, he can add a few doggerel lines, even when he is dying. I can only say "Since Shengyu, He Shengliang" with emotion, but there is nothing else. As for the later so-called Changhe Yin written by Zhou Yu, it is clear from a look at the structure of his poems, most of which are far-fetched, and later generations use it as a fake.

  The piece played by Xiao Qiao was taught by Zhou Yu before.

   She didn't play very well before, but today seems to be a little different.

  The sound of the piano is long, and at this moment, it seems to be the master of this piece of world.

   Su Yi, Guqin.

  Green smoke, terraces.

  Slender and slender fingers jump, outline, press and slide on the strings.

  The sea of ​​flowers all over the sky, floating down, is the happiness and joy of a girl who meets a man she likes for the first time, but with the wind and rain, the flowers can only curl up, longing for the protection and care of the man. However, after the storm, it was not the sunny day, but the snowstorm, the bone-chilling cold, the endless worries, and the irrepressible...

   Fear.

   Fear of the future.

  Among the wind and snow all over the sky, there is only a small, humble figure, begging on his knees, begging to heaven and earth.

   Pray for him.

  The sound of this music is different from the past, and the emotions brought out are also different from the past. Although the skeleton has not changed, the emotions in the heart are full of it. All the turning points, all the playing, and all the syllables seem to have their own souls at this moment, and they are all singing and pouring into this piece of heaven and earth. stated...

  Xiao Qiao didn't notice Zhou Yu's coming, she was immersed in the music wholeheartedly.

   She worries, she prays.

   This is almost a brand new track, Zhou Yu has never heard it before. Although he taught her before, this song belongs to her now. Although there are still some details that are not refined and mellow enough, but vaguely, Xiao Qiao broke away from Zhou Yu's frame and emerged something of her own.

  The little Qiao before, no matter the sound of the piano or the sound of the flute, they were all put away, and they seemed to be careful. Zhou Yu can understand, but he is somewhat helpless. He likes Xiao Qiao, but he can't give Xiao Qiao a name.

   It's not that he doesn't want to give it, but that he can't.

  Everyone calls Zhou Yu the governor, but that's all.

   Governor is an actual position, not a title, so Zhou Yu can only have one wife.

  Even Sun Shiwan only has one wife now. After all, Sun Quan can only be regarded as a third-rank miscellaneous general now. What rank and title can he bestow on Zhou Yu? It can only be a prefect of one place, and then add a governor.

Unless Zhou Yu immediately jumped to Cao Cao's side or Fei Qian's side to obtain the status of a marquis, otherwise Xiao Qiao was a concubine. .

   Therefore, Xiao Qiao before has been living a cautious life. It depends on Zhou Yu's face, and also depends on Mrs. Zhou's face.

   Zhou Yu felt distressed, and knew that his wife would not tolerate Xiao Qiao, so wherever he went, whenever he could, he would take Xiao Qiao with him. It's really not because Zhou Yu is lingering with women, but because he knows that if he stays a little farther away for a longer time, then Xiao Qiao may be thrown aside at any time like disposing of an item.

   It's like the situation of Da Qiao after Sun Ce's death.

   Zhou Yu looked at Xiao Qiao with a trace of sadness in his eyes.

  If I die, what will happen to Qing?

  I am sorry to Jiangdong, I am sorry to Bofu, I am sorry to the Zhou family, the only one I owe...is you...

   Xiao Qiao's song is over, and the lingering sound is lingering. She pressed her hands on the piano and sat there in a daze. After all, she couldn't help it. A drop of tear fell down and hit the back of her hand, splashing a small tear.

   While her vision was blurred, she saw a hand gently stretched out, and then wiped away the tear, then looked up tremblingly, and saw Zhou Yu's smiling face amidst the mist.

  Xiao Qiao hurriedly wanted to stand up and salute, and was anxious to wipe away her tears, so she was in a hurry and almost bumped into the table.

  『Don’t panic, I’m here…』

   Zhou Yu said slowly, as if he had always protected her.

  Xiao Qiao snuggled into Zhou Yu's arms, and the familiar temperature reassured her.

  『Don’t panic, I’m here. ’Zhou Yu patted Xiao Qiao’s back, stroked it twice, raised his head, looked into the distance, and said slowly, as if speaking to Xiao Qiao, or to himself.

  Xiao Qiao hugged Zhou Yu, arched her head inside, and responded in a low voice.

"Um. 』