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, and even unconsciously recalls the past.
"Although I grow up in Jiangbei..." Zhou Yu smiled slightly, and there seemed to be some recollection of the past in his eyes. "But I basically never traveled in Jiangbei when I was a child... At that time, the one I remember most was reading, and the one I like most was playing the piano in the backyard..."
People in later generations liked Zhou Yu, and most of them liked Zhou Yu's intelligence, suave, and superb accomplishments in music and art. However, few people would explore what Zhou Yu had to pay to acquire these talents. It was like a piece of pie that appeared out of thin air and could be eaten directly?
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 more happy, but he might also become a child of a gentry like Zhou Hui who fights cocks, dogs, flying eagles and fast horses.
In the Han Dynasty, it was a very common phenomenon to eat out of nowhere.
Even in later generations, Dink's family's property was often coveted by his own relatives and even brothers and sisters.
Zhou Yu's father died. If Zhou Yu was not talented, then there is no need to say much about what situation the Zhou family would face. So Zhou Yu was forced to be "less famous". Just like happy education in later generations, parents are qualified to be happy only if they have nothing, and they are happy? I'm afraid that even the bricks who advocate happiness the most have no money to get it, then they will probably not be able to pretend to be happy by themselves.
Zhou Yu's happy beginning was meeting Sun Ce.
Young men are always emotional.
『Later, I met Sun Bofu…』 Zhou Yu smiled slightly, 『Thanks to Sun Bofu Buqi, he entrusted his life to... Only by sharing life and death, honor and disgrace can we have today's Jiangdong…』
Of course, according to Zhou Yu, that was quite perfect.
The best age, in the most correct place, met your favorite person...
Um?
Somewhat weird?
But Zhou Shaonianlang probably expressed this meaning.
But in fact, if there is some psychological knowledge in later generations, if we talk about the relationship between Sun Ce and Zhou Yu, the "suspension bridge effect" may not escape the relationship. It is not necessary to have suspension bridges. After all, not everyone has acrophobia, and some people like to climb high cliffs very much. Therefore, in addition to suspension bridge bungee jumping, people in later generations will also choose horror movies, haunted houses, etc.
Of course, there is another scene that will also have a suspension bridge effect...
battlefield.
Zhou Yu met Sun Ce at a age, roughly sixteen.
The second grade is full, but the sophistication has not arrived.
At that time, Sun Ce probably started to kill bandits and thieves nearby to practice, and made some preliminary preparations to fight with his father Sun Jian in the future.
Therefore, it is almost certain that when Zhou Yu went to see Sun Ce, Sun Ce would probably use some small-scale battles to screen out his friends around him, and it was at that time that the two of them determined their relationship.
Relationship between king and subject.
Sun Ce obviously doesn't like brain-writtening. He is completely incompatible with the keyboard warriors. Therefore, Sun Ce doesn't catch any colds about the children of the gentry who came to him before, because he thinks that the children of the gentry can only beep all day long. He says 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 talks little.
The reason for talking less is that Zhou Yu did not have too many trial and error opportunities. He was a child without a father, so he had to be cautious. As for that time, Zhou Yu did not have too many choices.
In addition to Sun Jian and Sun Ce, the surrounding princes were Yuan Shu and Liu Biao.
Yuan Shu looked down on Zhou Yu because Yuan Shu was arrogant. Yuan Shu didn't even look down on the three masters and nine ministers, let alone the unknown little Zhou Yu at that time? As for Liu Biao, he was determined to make reputation and join forces within Jingxiang at that time, and he looked down on the young man of the Zhou family who was not from Jingxiang.
Zhou Yu may have thought about the princes who were too far away, but unfortunately he couldn't go.
After all, he left, what should the Zhou family do?
No one asked Zhou Yu to bear these things, but Zhou Yu knew that he had a responsibility on his shoulders.
So Jiangdong is the best choice.
Because Jiangdong is weak and needs talents in urgent need, he will not be turned away because he is young and has no experience. Just like a small company in later generations will not set any thresholds. When Taobao was not growing stronger, someone even went to the street to grab people. As long as he was alive, he would be able to breathe. After he got old...
Because Sun Ce is young, he is less experienced and is more deceiving... No, he is better for communication. 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 without saying a word and handed it over to Zhou Yu.
The first time I went to the battlefield.
The first command of the battle.
The first time killing.
Zhou Yu controlled his expression very well, making it impossible to tell that it was his first time, but the hormones in his body did not pay attention to what his expression was, and still filled every cell in his body.
At the beginning, Sun Ce might have seen Zhou Yu look handsome like a little girl, and wanted to take him to scare him on the battlefield. He was somewhat of a bad taste of watching Zhou Yu crying, but unexpectedly, he was attracted by Zhou Yu's contrast and then fell into Zhou Yu's hands.
Most of the young man’s emotions are innocent.
It’s like the love between students on campus is mostly quite sincere. Well, that’s right, it’s just that between students, does not include teachers. After all, status, information, authority, assets, etc. are not equal.
Similarly, if Sun Ce did not die early, but would wait ten or twenty years later, the friendship between Zhou Yu and Sun Ce would definitely gradually change, just like no matter how beautiful the love is, it has to face wealth, rice, oil and salt, or campus love has to face betrothal gifts and housing prices in the end, even if students and teachers will eventually fight because of paper problems.
Then happened to be that Zhou Yu's feelings for Sun Ce remained at the most beautiful moment forever.
『Sorry...』 Zhou Yu made the final decision, 『Thank you, my brother, for coming to persuade you, but I will not leave Jiangdong...』
Zhou Hui stared at him, his face full of helplessness.
Zhou Hui could not understand at all, even if Zhou Yu gave an explanation.
Zhou Yu was still smiling and expressed his gratitude again, and then asked someone to send Zhou Hui to the guest room to rest without mentioning it.
Although Zhou Hui could not understand him, Zhou Yu still felt a little happy. After all, it was a concern, and there was no need to care about the factors behind the concern.
The generation that opens the territory, the second generation that connects the past and the future, as for the third generation...
Most of them started to go to the lake and make money.
Zhou's...
Or the same is true for Jiangdong.
Zhou Yu knew this, just like he knew that Sun Quan could not achieve the same courage as his father and brother.
Zhou Yu also knew how this courage came about...
When there is nothing, you will naturally be able to sacrifice yourself. Anyway, you only have to make money by just a few broken cans. But when you get married and have children, you have old men and young men, and you have to carry a turtle shell in the middle, you can naturally be able to shrank your head and think that you are a ninja turtle.
So now can Sun Quan be vulnerable?
Even Zhou Yu himself couldn't live.
After Zhou Hui left, Zhou Yu sat in the hall and pondered for a moment. The smile on his face gradually became cold and became cold.
With Sun Quan's temperament, if Zhou Yu really left Jiangdong, whether he was really going to treat the disease or not, Sun Quan would allow him to walk to Chang'an safely? Even if Sun Quan could not react for a while, Cao Cao in Xu County would watch Zhou Yu's big fish pass by in front of the door and do nothing?
Although Zhou Hui is kind-hearted, his wisdom and political sensitivity are too poor.
Nowadays, a great man is no longer a time when he is kind and can have a good end!
So he can't leave.
Living can only depend on your life. Even if Zhou Yu knew that there might be a trace of vitality in Chang'an Hundred Clinic, he had to cut off this trace of vitality by himself. After all, Zhou Yu is not only himself, but also his family, and...
Xiao Qiao.
Zhou Yu’s wife is not Xiao Qiao.
Perhaps people who read the Three Kingdoms all stared at Zhou Yu and Xiao Qiao, thinking that it was the perfect match between a talented man and a beautiful woman.
The man put himself into Zhou Yu, feeling like Zhou Yu's feather fan and luster, giving instructions to the country, and then there was a peerless beauty beside him looking at him admiringly...
Women are substituting Xiao Qiao and competing for the title... Uh, it's wrong, it's because the boudoir's jokes are early, it's because the piano and the siblings are in love with each other, the peerless handsome man is wise, gentle and considerate, and lives a life of food and clothing together...
In fact, it’s a pity that Xiao Qiao is just a concubine and has no title yet. Calling him Ru Madam is actually obvious that he is not a wife.
Zhou Yu's wife was decided very early. Moreover, Zhou Yu had never even met his wife at that time, and there was no such thing as free love and falling in love with each other. The union between Zhou Yu and his wife was just a political marriage needed by the family, and he could not refuse, nor could he refuse.
It's like he can't go to the Hundred Clinic this time.
I can't help myself.
Life is from the Zhou family, death is from the Zhou family.
But Xiao Qiao is not...
She was not even from the Zhou family, and she could not become a ghost of the Zhou family even if she died.
She can't enter the Zhou family's grave...
Because she is a concubine.
I am a daughter, standing by and waiting, not even qualified to sit down.
The sound of silk and bamboo has quietly started. On the back hall, there is a pretty figure playing the piano.
Zhou Yu walked over slowly, and his cold face gradually softened.
The irritability and noise around seemed to have faded. A woman in white dress sat in the pavilion, with the green gauze hanging down, as if dancing to the sound of the piano. Xiao Qiao gently stroked the guqin in front of her, and her long hair was simply tied into a bunch behind her head, pouring down, soft and shiny. The white skirt spread out on the mat like a flower. The sound of the piano was ding in the winter, and the soft and comfortable feeling was mixed in Zhou Yu's chaotic mood.
The noise in the world at this moment is as if it is soothed by the sound of the piano. It is gradually stretched and smoothed in the soft and slow sound of the piano. The world is quiet, leaving only the person in front of you and the sound of the piano in your ears.
Zhou Yu looked at Xiao Qiao with a smile.
Looking at Xiao Qiao like a lady painting of ink, it stayed in his eyes full of charm.
With the gentle plucking of the slender fingers, there was a elegant and attractive temperament in it. Xiao Qiao lowered her head, and her black hair was also hanging down from her cheeks, but she showed a calm and leisurely look, as if she was immersed in the music score, as if she was playing leisurely on the edge of an uninhabited mountain or a quiet lake.
Zhou Yu listened with his ears.
Zhou Yu is good at joy, but not good at lyrics.
There is no way to do this, because the music talent is a bowl of rice that God has given. Some people are squeezing their necks and pouring them down, while others are still unable to draw half a grain of rice even if they scrape the bottom of the bowl over and over again. God is so biased that people cannot be fair when they are born. This is something that is born into DNA. Some people have a good sense of music. They can write them on the spot by listening to the music, but some people have incomplete tone. Even if they practice hard in the singing room for a month, they still sing out of tune after going out.
People are born unfair, but there is one thing that is fair, and that is time.
A person will always have only twelve hours a day.
If you spend more time on music, you will not spend time on scriptures and lyrics. Time is always limited, and later capitalists are also very clear about this, so they will try their best to take up the time for 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 street lights.
Zhou Yu is not good at lyrics and verses. Even Mr. Luo cannot make up for this black hole. He can only add a few likable poems to Zhou Yu when he meets Zhuge. Even the dying sigh can only say "After Yu is born, why is Liang?", and there is nothing else. As for the so-called long river chanting that Zhou Yu sang later, it is clear at first glance that his poetry structure is mostly far-fetched, and later generations use his name to fake it.
The song Xiao Qiao played was taught by Zhou Yu before.
She didn't play well before, but today it seems a little different.
The sound of the piano is long, and at this moment, it seems to have become the master of this world.
Simple clothes, guqin.
Green smoke, terrace.
Slim and slender fingers jump, outline, press and slide on the strings.
The sea of ​​flowers in the sky floats down. It is the happiness and joy of a girl meeting her husband for the first time. However, with the wind and rain, the flowers can only curl up and long for the protection and care of her husband. However, after the wind and rain, it is not a sunny day, but a snowy sky full of wind and snow, bone-bone cold, endless worries, and uncontrollable...
fear.
Fear of the future.
In the wind and snow all over the sky, there was only a small, humble figure, kneeling on the ground and begging, begging the heaven and earth.
Pray for him.
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 filled with it. All the twists, all the playing, and all the syllables seem to have their own soul at this moment, singing, and confide in this world...
Xiao Qiao did not notice Zhou Yu's arrival, she was immersed in the music wholeheartedly.
She was worried, she begged.
This is almost a brand new track, and Zhou Yu had never heard it before. Although he had taught her before, the song now belongs to her. Although there are some not exquisite and round enough in some details, Xiao Qiao vaguely broke away from Zhou Yu's framework and showed some things that belong to her.
Before, Xiao Qiao was always holding the sound of the piano or the flute, and seemed to be careful. Zhou Yu could understand it, but he was somewhat helpless. He liked Xiao Qiao, but he could not give Xiao Qiao a title.
It’s not that he doesn’t want to give it, but that he can’t give it.
Everyone calls Zhou Yu the governor, but that's it.
The governor is a real position, not a title, so Zhou Yu can only have one wife.
Even Sun Shiwan only has one wife now. After all, Sun Quan is now considered a third-rank general. What rank can he grant Zhou Yu and what title? He can only be the prefect of the first place and then add a governor.
Unless Zhou Yu immediately jumped to Cao Cao or Fei Qian to obtain the status of a marquis, Xiao Qiao was a concubine, which he "accepted" and was not a "protected marriage" by the Ming media.
Therefore, Xiao Qiao had always lived a cautious life before. It depends on Zhou Yu's face and Mrs. Zhou's face.
Zhou Yu felt very distressed and knew that his wife would not tolerate Xiao Qiao, so wherever he could take him, he would take Xiao Qiao with him. This was not because Zhou Yu was lingering in women, but because he knew that if he was a little farther away and longer, Xiao Qiao might be thrown aside at any time like a disposal of an item.
It's just like Da Qiao's situation after Sun Ce's death.
Zhou Yu looked at Xiao Qiao, and there was also a hint of sadness.
If I die, what will you do?
I am worthy of Jiangdong, Bo Fu, and the Zhou family. The only thing I owe... is you...
Xiao Qiao's song ended, and the lingering sound lingered. She pressed her hands on the piano and sat in a daze. After all, she couldn't help it. A drop of tears fell and hit the back of her hand, splashing a small tear.
The vision was in the lake. She saw a hand gently stretching over, then wiped away the tears, and looked up tremblingly. In the mist, she saw Zhou Yu's smiling face.
Xiao Qiao hurriedly wanted to stand up and salute, but was anxious to wipe the tears that had fallen from her. She was suddenly a little busy and almost hit the table.
"Don't panic, I'm..."
Zhou Yu said slowly, as if he had always protected her.
Xiao Qiao snuggled into Zhou Yu's arms, and the familiar warmth made her feel at ease.
"Don't panic, I'm there." Zhou Yu patted Xiao Qiao's back and stroked it gently. He raised his head, looked into the distance, and said slowly, as if he was talking to Xiao Qiao, as if he was talking to himself.
Xiao Qiao hugged Zhou Yu, arched her head inside, and responded softly.
Chapter completed!