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There is a small alley called Qingping Lane in the south of Wuchang City. There are seven or eight families of gentry from the north living in the alley. Most of them are teaching as their careers. Every day, there are children here to read and ask for books. The sound of books is loud and the tranquility brings vitality.

There are five lush old locust trees planted in the alley, about several feet tall, with a canopy like a cover and a branch and leaf. They are particularly lush in summer. From the distance of the city wall, it looks like a green cloud covered with a small alley, so this alley is also called Wuhuai Lane or Green Cloud Lane.

That morning, Liu Jing brought more than a dozen personal soldiers to the alley. He waved his hand and asked his followers to wait outside the alley. He walked leisurely into the alley with his hands behind his back and walked to the innermost house. A sign was hung next to the painted and white door of the house with the words "The Pursuit Courtyard".

Liu Jing couldn't help laughing. He was willing to be poor. There was a famous scholar from the north, named Li Xun, from Zhending County, Changshan County. He had been here for seven or eight years to avoid war. He originally lived in Longzhong, Xiangyang. He moved to Jiangxia before the New Year and rented this small house. He was willing to stay in poverty with teaching.

However, Liu Jing came here today not to find this Confucian scholar, but to find one of his tenants.

Liu Jing knocked on the door, and the door opened. The person who opened the door was a child about six or seven years old. He tilted his head and looked at Liu Jing for a while, and said, "Our family only accepts children as disciples, you are old."

Liu Jing wore a white Confucian robe and a crown on his head, looking like a chap who was asking for help. It turned out that the child regarded it as a disciple who came to ask for help. Liu Jing shook his head and smiled, "I'm not here to ask for help."

"Then who are you looking for? Are you looking for my grandfather?" the little boy asked again.

"Not"

At this time, a gentle voice from a young girl came from the yard, "Xiao Yi, who is it?"

"Ah Gu, I don't know this person."

"Xiao Yi, you are so rude."

As footsteps approached, a young woman appeared at the door, about twenty years old, not beautiful, but she was very pretty and had a scholarly temperament in her every move. Although she was a hairpin, jingle and skirt, her figure was graceful, which made people feel good.

She glanced at Liu Jing and saw that although he was dressed in Confucian scholars, he had a kind of majesty of a warrior in every move. The woman suddenly realized, "This gentleman is here to find Brother Zhao."

The brother Zhao she mentioned was Zhao Yun. Because she was a fellow villager, Zhao Yun temporarily stayed here. Liu Jing originally wanted Zhao Yun to live in his mansion, but Zhao Yun refused and said that he liked the elegance here. At this time, Liu Jing suddenly realized in his heart that the elegance that Zhao Yun said might not refer to the environment, but to people.

Liu Jing bowed and smiled, "Long is my brother, I'm here to visit him. Is he here?"

"He's here, please come in quickly."

The woman hurriedly asked Liu Jing to enter the yard. Liu Jing looked at the yard. The house was simple and old, but it was cleaned very clean. There was a group of chickens in the yard and was looking for food everywhere. A small piece of vegetable field was set up at the corner of the yard and a fence was tied. In the atrium behind the house was an old locust tree, which was meter tall and stretched out branches and leaves, covering the entire house.

Liu Jing's eyes fell on the little boy's face again. Seeing his black eyes looking at him curiously, Liu Jing smiled and patted the back of his head, "Your name is Li Yi."

"Yes" the little boy focused his attention, and he asked curiously: "What's your name?"

"Xiao Yi, don't be rude."

The young girl scolded the boy lightly and said to him: "Why don't you take the guests to see your uncle."

"Uncle comes with me."

The child led Liu Jing to the backyard, and Liu Jing asked with a smile: "That was your aunt just now."

"She is my sister-in-law."

The child suddenly looked at Liu Jing with caution, "My sister-in-law is going to marry Uncle Zhao, don't make any decisions about her."

Liu Jing couldn't help laughing. Tong Yan Wuji leaked Zhao Yun's secret in one sentence, but this incident made Liu Jing very happy, even happier than winning the battle. As long as Zhao Yun got married, he would no longer be so lonely.

In the backyard, Zhao Yun held a scroll of Jianshu in his hand and sat alone under a tree. He was so focused that he did not notice Liu Jing's arrival at all. At this time, Liu Jing coughed gently. Zhao Yun then noticed Liu Jing and quickly got up and asked, "When will the brother come?"

“Just arrived.”

Liu Jing walked up and picked up a roll of bamboo slips. He found that it was Lu Chunqiu. He couldn't help but smile and said, "Do you want to abandon martial arts and go to politics?"

"Not it, boring pastime"

Zhao Yun put away the bamboo slips and invited Liu Jing into the room. As soon as the two sat down, they flashed at the door. The young woman came in with two cups of hot tea, put the tea on a few tables, smiled at Zhao Yun, and turned around and left.

Liu Jing looked at her back and looked at Zhao Yun with a smile on his face. Zhao Yun's face turned slightly red, "Don't think too much, I just regard her as a sister."

"I didn't think too much. My brother should consider his lifelong affairs and should consider the issue of heir unless his brother looks down on her."

One sentence hit Zhao Yun's key point. It doesn't matter whether he has a wife or not, but he has no descendants, which makes him face his parents in Jiuquan, and he also likes her very much.

Zhao Yun sighed and said, "I am just a martial artist, and her father is a great scholar in Changshan. Even Gongsun Bogui was devoted to asking him for advice. More importantly, I was a teenager who was a man of her. To put it bluntly, I should be worthy of her."

Liu Jing heard that Zhao Yun had already let go, so he smiled and said, "Brother is a hero who can dominate the world, and everyone is worthy of it. If the brother is willing, I will be the matchmaker for the brother."

Zhao Yun hesitated for a moment and shook his head, "Let's talk about this matter."

He changed the subject again and said with a smile: "I heard that Jiangxia army defeated Cao's army in Chibi, congratulations to my brother."

Liu Jing also smiled and said, "It's a pity that I was unable to fight side by side with my brother. This is my biggest regret."

Zhao Yun knew what Liu Jing wanted to say, but he lowered his head and said nothing. In fact, after seven years of suspicion and injustice, Zhao Yun's loyalty to Liu Bei had been exhausted. If there was nothing left, it was just a favor.

Zhao Yun felt that he still owed Liu Bei a favor. If he paid back this favor, he would not owe Liu Bei anything. This was also his last knot.

Before he repays this favor, he will not consider his future for the time being, including Liu Jing's repeated invitations. After a while, Zhao Yun smiled bitterly: "When I untied the last knot, maybe I will fight side by side with you."

Liu Jing knew in his heart that he stopped mentioning this matter, and took a sword from his waist, placed it on the table, and pushed it to Zhao Yun, "This sword is called Qingyan. What I got in Chibi is given to my brother."

"Is this Cao Cao's blue sword?"

Zhao Yun suddenly became interested. He picked up the sword and gently pulled out the sheath. The flashing cold light immediately made his pupils shrink into a line. He spit out a sword technique and waved several swords in the air. The room suddenly shone with a cold light and murderous aura. Zhao Yun suddenly stopped the sword, his eyes showed a hint of surprise, and then became solemn.

He took the sword back into the sheath and returned it to Liu Jing. Liu Jing was stunned, "Brother doesn't like this sword."

Zhao Yun shook his head, "This has nothing to do with preferences. I am the sword of the king. I can't control it. If I take it, I will suffer."

Liu Jing pulled out his sword, stared at Bingying's jade-like sword body and said, "But I think it is very peaceful and friendly."

"That's it. The sword also has spirituality. It can choose its master. When I danced the sword just now, I felt that I could not control it and could not restrain its murderous intent."

Liu Jing nodded silently. He knew that everything in the world had its own spirituality, but this kind of spirituality could not be seen with the naked eye. He had to close his eyes and experience it with his heart. For example, a big tree can only see lushness and lushness with his naked eye.

But if you look at it with your heart, you will see fertile land and abundant water, you will see the thick meridians in the trunk transporting nutrients, you will see the leaves falling in autumn and growing in spring, and you will see countless creatures coexist with the tree. This is the life of the tree.

The spirituality of a sword lies not only in its sharpness, but in its god. Just like the world's number one sword, Zhanlu, is the hero of hardware and the essence of yang. It comes out with a spirit, and when it is surrendered, it is powerful.

It seems a bit mysterious, but in fact, it is not the case. The same blue sword makes Liu Jing feel peaceful and intimate. The essence of the sword lies in Wu, but Liu Jing knows that if you take apart the word Wu, you will be the word "Zhi Ge", which is the connotation of the sword.

However, Zhao Yun did not have such a kingly heart. He was the heart of a general. He only saw the appearance of the sword, which was sharp and invincible, and even felt that he could not control it.

This is actually a state of mind, just like a diamond. In the eyes of billionaires, it is just an ordinary decoration with a calm mind, but in the eyes of poor people, it is a wealth that changes destiny and is fascinated by its light.

Seeing that Zhao Yun refused to ask for the sword, Liu Jing no longer forced him to put it away and said, "But I always want to give you something to change the fate of my brother."

Zhao Yun smiled without saying a word. A sword could not change his destiny. Liu Jing smiled slightly, "I am not talking about a sword, but something else. To be precise, it is a person. I believe this person will definitely untie his brother's last knot."

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After leaving Qingping Lane, Liu Jing returned to the prefecture yard and walked into the inner hall. He immediately ordered his personal soldiers and said, "Bring Cao Cao's envoy up."

Soon, several personal soldiers brought a soldier. This time it was no longer Jiang Gan, but Yang Xiu. Yang Xiu had already followed Cao Cao back to Xudu and was sent by Cao Cao to Wuchang.

Cao Cao hoped to let Liu Jing return to Xiahou Yuan through negotiations, as well as Mao Jie, a strategist who followed Xiahou Yuan across the river, and more than a dozen other generals.

Yang Xiu stepped forward and gave a deep gift, "See the governor of the state"

"It turns out it's Yang Zhubu. It's been a long time since I saw you, please sit down."

Liu Jing asked Yang Xiu to sit down, and ordered the soldiers to serve tea. Then he asked with a smile: "How is Prime Minister Cao's health now?"

"The Prime Minister was in poor health. His months of fatigue made him unfortunately sick. Now Xu Du is in good health."

"The Prime Minister is over 50 years old, so he should be careful. If he wants to go south again in the future, he can ask his nephew to serve. Cao Pi and Cao Zhang are good, so he doesn't have to work so hard."

These words made Yang Xiu hear strange and could not answer. He had to smile bitterly and turn the topic to the main business. He took out a letter and presented it to Liu Jing, "This is the Prime Minister's handwritten letter, please ask the provincial governor to take a look."

Liu Jing took the letter and read it. Cao Cao wrote it very simply, hoping that he could put Xiahou Yuan and Mao Jie back. The condition was to still be granted Liu Jing the King of Xiangyang. Liu Jing laughed, "What kind of virtue can I do? I dare to call myself king without authorization. Prime Minister Cao put me on the fire. Please tell Prime Minister Cao. Thank you for your kindness, but I can't obey my order."

Yang Xiu also received Cao Cao's instructions in advance. If Liu Jing refused, let Liu Jing make his own conditions. He said, "How should the provincial governor be willing to release the people?"

Liu Jing smiled and said, "Actually, Xiahou Yuan and Mao Jie are useless to me, and they are unwilling to surrender, so it's okay to let them go back, but I want to change someone with the Prime Minister."

Yang Xiu was excited and hurriedly said: "Prince of the State Council, please tell me."
Chapter completed!