Liu, Guan, and Zhang were already very familiar with each other. Liu Bei didn't need to speak too clearly for Guan Yu to understand what he meant.

Guan Yu walked away, and Liu Bei looked around at people. "Meng Xi, please take a step to talk." Liu Bei extended his hand to invite him.

"Please." Li Mengxi also extended his hand to invite him.

There is probably no place suitable for conversation in the camp.

Liu Bei, Li Mengxi and others walked outside the camp together and walked a long way until there was no one around.

"Little brother, you go over there and play for a while, and let me talk about some things." Li Mengxi smiled and touched his brother's head.

The younger brother didn't know where Li Mengxi wanted to play. He looked around and saw nothing interesting.

"Brother, where should I go to play?" The younger brother held his head high, his big eyes full of doubts.

"Just over there, let's pick up some rocks to play with." Li Mengxi casually pointed the direction to his younger brother.

Talking about picking up stones, my brother jumped happily over.

With no one else around, Liu Bei lowered his head and looked at Li Mengxi. Li Mengxi also raised his head and looked at Liu Bei with an indifferent expression.

Li Mengxi was too young, only seven or eight years old. Liu Bei looked at Li Mengxi's immature face and found it almost difficult to ask any questions he wanted to ask.

Liu Bei always felt that such a young child was just a baby, not a wise man.

"Meng Xi, I heard what you said yesterday. You said that the Yellow Turban Rebellion was nothing more than a scabies disease. Our Han Dynasty is stable and the Yellow Turbans cannot damage its foundation.

I thought about it in the middle of the night last night, and I realized that if the great Han really believed that the country's fate was intact, how could there be the Yellow Turban Rebellion?"

Speaking of this, Liu Bei secretly observed Li Mengxi's reaction and saw that Li Mengxi seemed to be smiling but not smiling, with a playful look on his face.

Liu Bei secretly thought, as expected, this baby has a deep mind and indeed has unfinished words.

"Meng Xi, you and I have known each other. Although we are not brothers, we are still close people. If you have something to say, it's okay to say it. Why should you treat someone as an outsider?" Liu Bei pretended to be angry and straightened his face.

Seeing this, Li Mengxi thought about what he had thought recently, and he was unwilling to talk about the general situation. The only way to survive was to be careful about what he said and what he did.

But today, seeing Liu Bei's sincere questioning, Li Mengxi thought about it and made up his mind.

"Mr. Xuande," Li Mengxi gave Liu Bei a gentle salute, and after compiling his words, Li Mengxi slowly said, "Why worry about the Yellow Turbans? Although the Yellow Turbans have the potential to sweep the world, although there are many Yellow Turbans, they cannot bear it.

One battle.

Judging from our army's recent battle, our army only has 500 soldiers and horses, but it can defeat tens of thousands of Yellow Turbans.

The Yellow Turbans in Zhuo County are like this, and those who know the chopsticks at a glance, wouldn't it be the same with the Yellow Turbans in other places?

Hundreds of soldiers and horses of our army can defeat the Yellow Turbans. Today, there are many people who have raised troops to fight against the Yellow Turbans. The heroes of the world are working hard to fight against the thieves. There are not many people in the world who can raise an army of five hundred. There are also many who can raise an army of five thousand. And how many Yellow Turbans can there be?

Ten thousand people?

The Yellow Turbans are out of date.

After the Yellow Turbans are pacified, everyone in the court will learn from the pain and take measures to cure it.

In the Book of Changes, are there any hexagrams about whether the future will be prosperous or not, which corresponds to the current Yellow Turban chaos?

When the disaster is over and peace comes, a prosperous age can be expected!"

Li Mengxi had a serious look on his face, he spoke deeply and spoke sincerely, without seeming to be hypocritical.

Li Mengxi talked about the Book of Changes and the hexagrams, and Fang Yizhi's words frightened Liu Bei for a while.

After Liu Bei listened to Li Mengxi's answer, Li Mengxi said that in terms of hexagrams, the Han Dynasty is now in a state of chaos and stability, but it is not the end of peace.

After listening to this, Liu Bei's face relaxed, he chatted casually with Li Mengxi for a few more words, and then left happily.

After Liu Bei left, the smile on Li Mengxi's face disappeared, and his eyes were subtle.

Once again, he used high-sounding words to prevaricate Liu Bei. Seeing Liu Bei's reaction, he really believed it. He really believed that the Yellow Turban was nothing to worry about and the Han Dynasty was prosperous.

Liu Bei's knowledge was limited to this. The ancients were limited by their times and their vision was limited to this.

Suddenly I felt that although those characters whose names were recorded in history were extraordinary, they all had shortcomings due to the social background at that time.

Liu Bei left Li Mengxi in a good mood.

Li Mengxi's analysis of the Yellow Turban trend is well-founded and convincing.

However, in the first battle of Zhuojun's army, the weak brigade of 500 was defeated by tens of thousands of Yellow Turbans.

Thinking about the battle that day, Liu Bei still finds it incredible.

The Yellow Turban seems to be powerful, but it turns out that it is vulnerable to a single blow.

That is to say, the Yellow Turbans in Zhuo County are like this. If Zhuo County is promoted, the Yellow Turbans in the world will probably be like this, and it is difficult for them to become a phenomenon.

Liu Bei's heart dropped, and he walked briskly.

Here, Li Mengxi plays with his younger brother.

I asked my little brother to pick up stones. As expected, he picked up a lot of stones and carried them over.

"Brother, look!" The younger brother happily showed off the stone he had found.

Li Mengxi smiled. He walked over and took the large and small stones that his brother had picked up.

What to play with? Li Mengxi thought about it for a moment. He looked at the stones of various shapes and sizes that his younger brother had picked up, and then he decided to play with the little figures.

Use a small round stone as the villain's head, use grass stems as the villain's neck and limbs, and use a long stone as the villain's driving force.

"What about the feet?" The younger brother pointed at the little man and said that the little man has no feet.

Use mud, just pick up a little bit of mud on the ground with your hands and use it as a little person's feet.

Then, use clay as the hands of the villain.

Li Mengxi and his brother had a great time playing, and soon it got dark.

In the evening, after dinner.

Li Mengxi took his younger brother to run around and play for a while, and then took his younger brother back to sleep.

The younger brother fell asleep, but Li Mengxi was not sleepy and could not sleep for a while. He walked out of the tent out of boredom and stood outside the tent, looking up at the stars.

That night.

In the large tent of the Chinese army, Liu Bei was in the tent, recalling the situation in the world that he discussed with Li Mengxi when he was late.

The Yellow Turbans are nothing to worry about. Once the Yellow Turbans happen, everyone in the court and down the court will be able to manage things accordingly, and there will be many places where people can be useful.

Thinking of this, Liu Bei, who was white and without much ambition at this time, couldn't help but gear up when he thought that he could enter an official career and serve the country.

Liu Bei thought that he had an old relationship with Gongsun Zan of Youzhou, and his mentor Lu Zhi was also a great scholar in China.

When the time comes, relying on his contribution to quelling the Yellow Turban Rebellion, and if Gongsun Zan and his mentor want to help him, if he gets an official position, he will have the opportunity to relieve the country's worries.

When the time comes, he will not ignore the seven-foot body of a man.

Liu Bei was thinking about what kind of official positions his three brothers would get after the Yellow Turban Rebellion.

After thinking about it, Liu Bei was suddenly stunned.

It is no longer a short-lived time for the imperial court to sell its officials and win titles.

Official positions can still be bought and sold. If the Yellow Turbans happen in the future, will the court really be able to reward people based on their merits and be impartial?

If someone can buy an official position, he can also buy military exploits.

At that time, I am afraid that no matter how great my achievements are, I am afraid that all kinds of achievements will not be as good as the wealth.

Those who have made great achievements but have no money can only get a small official; those who have made small achievements but have money can get a middle-level official; those who have not made any merit but have a lot of money can buy a high official.

The situation in the future will probably be like this.

The more Liu Bei thought about it, the more frustrated he became and became furious.

"Alas!" Liu Bei sighed, raised his hand and punched the short table.

Li Mengxi said, after the Yellow Turban incident, if everyone in the court and everyone in the court work hard to manage it, they will be able to achieve great success.
Chapter completed!