"Internal strife!"

What did this word come to mind? He pondered for a long time and asked the counselor Cheng Yu around him, "What do Zhongde think?"

Cheng Yu understood Cao Cao's thoughts, and gently stroked his white beard and smiled: "As General Yu and General Li said, this young man is indeed bold and has a strange plan. He can escape from being surrounded twice. I have to admit that he is a strange talent.

If he was Liu Jingshengzhi, the Prime Minister would have to catch him to prevent future troubles, but if he was a nephew, it would not be a bad thing to let him go to Jingzhou. If his subordinates make the inferences correctly, this young man will definitely cause the rebellion in Jingzhou in the future."

Cao Cao nodded, and he also thought that Liu Jingsheng was like a pig or a dog's ear, but if he had a powerful nephew, it would be like a black fish entering a fish pond, which would sooner or later cause chaos in Jingzhou.

"Zhongde thinks, can I help him again?"

Cheng Yu shook his head and smiled, "I think it's not the time. Now I should concentrate on eliminating Yuan Shao and pacifying the north. Jingzhou can watch the changes. If the Chief is interested in this young man, you might as well send someone to pay attention to him. When the time is right, you can follow the trend and use him to disrupt Jingzhou. Since ancient times, the defeat of the country has all started from civil strife. Why should the Prime Minister be anxious about this time?"

Cheng Yu's words made Cao Cao deeply agree. He pondered for a long time and finally gave up on finding the two of them. He immediately ordered, "Get out the troops and return to Xuchang!"

Rangshan Mountain is undulating, with the tops one after another, stretching for fifty or sixty miles. Liu Jing walked with Zhao Yun on his back for nearly two hours, and had walked more than twenty miles away, leaving the pursuers behind from afar, and was no longer visible.

At this time, Liu Jing was exhausted. Seeing that the morning glow was about to rise in the sky, he found a vine-wreathing root and slowly put down Zhao Yun.

With the injury medicine and water, Zhao Yun's injury did not worsen. He even slept for a while and his complexion improved a lot. Although his face was still very pale, the faint blue color had faded.

"Mr. Jing, you should take a rest too!"

Zhao Yun smiled and said, "I feel a little bit of strength. Maybe I can leave by myself later."

After escaping this night, the two of them had a life-and-death relationship. Liu Jing also took a sip of water and handed the kettle to Zhao Yun. He found a clear spring in the middle and filled it with a pot of water again.

He looked at the rising sun little by little in the sky. The rays of rays of light made the sky and the earth extremely magnificent, and the forests were dyed. Although the mountains and mountains were picturesque, Liu Jing seemed to be a little worried.

When Wu Xiu died, can he still go to Jingzhou? Although his skin is still on him, without Wu Xiu's recommendation, will Liu Biao still believe him? Maybe, maybe not. Everything is unknown. If he doesn't go to Jingzhou, where can he go?

"Mr. Jing should go to Jingzhou!"

Zhao Yun smiled aside and said, "You are Liu Bei's nephew. No matter whether Wu Xiu is here or not, you can't change this fact."

Zhao Yun sighed again, "Mr. Jing did not rely on Liu Biao's support to go to Jingzhou, but to find opportunities to use his talents. After this night, I, Zhao Yun, saw a person who is honest, righteous, kind, and never abandoned. I respect it. I also hope that you can have a good home."

Zhao Yun's words made Liu Jing's heart dyed red by the morning glow. He stared at the morning glow and burst out, and a sense of a heroic spirit that a real man should stand between heaven and earth rose in his heart.

Yes! Maybe there will be some risks, but what to do will be without risks? The greater the risk, the greater the profit. Marquis of Jin Pingting and nephew Liu Bei, the master of Jingzhou, have little risk compared to the benefits that can be obtained here.

A real man can't even bear this risk. What else can he do? Isn't it great to go to Jingzhou? He can seek Liu Biao's family business and build his own achievements, and it's not in vain that he has come to the country for a while.

Thinking of this, Liu Jing turned around and smiled at Zhao Yun and said, "If one day Brother Long also gets the opportunity to use his talents and make achievements, will Brother Long seize this opportunity?"

Zhao Yun smiled slightly. He knew Liu Jing's deep meaning. He was not stupid. The words Wu Xiu said before his death made him understand everything.

After a while, he said lightly: "I will not betray my lord, just like my husband never leaves me, I will also never leave him. The lord is facing many setbacks at this time. It is the most difficult time, so how can I abandon him!"

Zhao Yun's answer disappointed Liu Jing, but he felt relieved again. If Zhao Yun really betrayed Liu Bei, then he would not be Zhao Long, Changshan.

More importantly, he thought far away, and now it is not the time when he is ambitious, but to think about asking Liu Biao to recognize him first and then gain a foothold in Jingzhou. This is the issue he should consider at present.

Liu Jing's mood gradually calmed down and he recovered from the wolf. He smiled and said, "Actually, my biggest intention is to be able to practice the martial arts of Brother Long, but unfortunately I don't have this opportunity."

Zhao Yun was silent. For a moment, he stared at Liu Jing and said lightly: "You must have."

Liu Jing just said casually. At this time, he thought of another thing and said, "I want to go to Xiangyang too. Maybe I can meet Uncle Liu. If I can really meet, it is up to Brother Long's loyalty and righteousness. I am willing to do my best to help him stay in Jingzhou."

Zhao Yun was overjoyed. If Liu Jing could persuade Liu Biao to keep his lord, then his lord would not be at the end of his journey and would have a new turning point.

"Thank you, Gong Jing, for your righteousness."

Liu Jing nodded. Seeing that Zhao Yun's tone was no longer as weak as last night, and it had obviously improved, he smiled and said, "The drug that the bastard had hidden was not bad, but unfortunately it was gone. I wonder if there are any herbs nearby?"

He stood up and looked around. At this time, he saw a little Taoist priest carrying a bamboo basket coming from afar. Liu Jing was overjoyed. He was worried that he could not find it!

He immediately came forward and bowed and bowed, "Master, please stay!"

The little Taoist priest is about fourteen or five years old, with a medium figure, thick lips, a flat nose, a simple and honest face, and holding a medicine hoe in his hand.

Suddenly meeting two soldiers in the wilderness. He was startled and quickly folded his hands and bowed, "Wuliang Tianzun! Where are the two donors coming from?"

"We are the subordinates of Uncle Liu. We were killed by Cao's army and fled over mountains and ridges. Our companions were seriously injured. I wonder if we can help us."
Chapter completed!