In just one hour, the news that Liu Jing defeated Cai Jin with one sword spread throughout Xiangyang City, making this unknown young man the focus of the attention of Xiangyang City in one fell swoop. The streets and alleys were talking about this wonderful Liu and Cai battle.

The most important thing in the late Han Dynasty was that Liu Jing became famous. This battle made him famous, and he became a household name in Xiangyang and even Jingzhou.

But some people are happy and some are worried. This time, Cai Jin was defeated, and the one who suffered the biggest blow was Liu Cong.

This sword competition was his instigation at the beginning, but he did not expect that the sword competition would become more and more trouble in the end, and he did not expect that Cai Jin would lose and fulfill Liu Jing's reputation.

But Liu Cong was even more afraid that the truth of this incident would be exposed by the Cai family. If his father knew about it in the end, he would be in great trouble.

Liu Cong was both regretful and afraid. As soon as the sword was over, he hurried back home and locked himself in the study, so that his heart calmed down a little.

He lay on the mat, his head resting on his hands, looking at the roof and thinking about it. In fact, he was even more worried about Mrs. Cai. Mrs. Cai asked him to find a way to get the sword, and now he asked him to explain it.

Fortunately, Mrs. Cai didn't know about fighting swords, otherwise when he came back, the vicious maids would have sued him.

The past two days, Liu Cong was tortured by the sword and was exhausted. After lying for a while, his consciousness began to blur. He was about to fall asleep, but at this moment, the voice of his close maid Caiyun came from the yard, "Young Master, Young Master Jing is here."

"Young Master Jing, the second master just came back. Please come in first and I will report it to you."

Caiyun's voice was crisp and sweet, just like the singing of the orioles. Liu Cong liked to listen to her voice the most, but at this moment, Liu Cong wanted to use a rag to stuff her mouth, begging in his heart, please, Sister Caiyun, aunt, can you say I am not here?

But it was useless to ask for it. Caiyun was already knocking on the door of the study, "Young master, open the door, there is something to do."

Liu Cong was helpless and had to agree: "The door is not locked, please let him in."

At this point, he had to pretend that he didn't know anything.

The door opened and Liu Jing walked in. He had just returned, so he came to Liu Cong first, not to cause trouble for him, but to have something else.

Seeing that Liu Cong's hair was a little messy and his eyes were sleepy, he bowed and smiled, "I'll disturb Brother Cong to rest."

Liu Cong was stunned. Liu Jing had no intention of provoking an army to ask for guilt. Didn’t he know that the sword competition was related to him?

Liu Cong suddenly felt lucky in his heart, pretending to rub his nose, and said in a silence: "I feel a little sick today, so I don't want to go out. Is there anything wrong with Brother Jing?"

Of course, Liu Jing guessed that the sword competition was related to Liu Cong. If he lost, he had to hand over the sword. Isn’t this Liu Cong’s painstaking efforts to plan his Xuanlin sword? But now he pretended not to know anything.

Although Liu Jing despises Liu Cong's character, he does not want to break up with him. After all, he is Liu Biao's son, and breaking up with him will not do anyone's benefit.

He took a long sword from his waist, put it on several tables, pushed it to Liu Cong, and smiled and said, "This is Cai Jin's sword. It is said that it was given by his master. He loves life. Today he lost the sword, and this one belongs to me. But it is useless for me to ask for the sword. Given this sword to Brother Cong."

Liu Cong's face suddenly turned red. He was using his own hand to return the sword to Cai Jin. He must have known that this matter was related to him. He was about to refuse, but after a change of thought, it would be fine. This time, this sword competition failed, and Cai Jin must also hate him deeply. Returning the sword to him can ease the relationship.

Thinking of this, Liu Cong laughed dryly and said hypocritically: "This sword is Jingdi's spoil, why do I have the nerve to ask for it?"

Liu Jing smiled and said, "It's okay, it's a matter of reciprocity."

The four words "Quotes" reminded Liu Cong at once. Only then did he understand what Liu Jing meant, and he actually wanted to change his sword with him. Even though Liu Cong was thick-skinned, he still felt extremely embarrassed.

From the beginning, I had been deliberately trying to plan for the Xuanlin Sword. In the end, the Xuanlin Sword failed to find it, but I paid Cai Jin's sword.

Unexpectedly, I went around a big circle in the end and exchanged a sword for a sword. However, this sword was no longer the other sword, and it was like a heavy slap on Liu Cong's face.

Liu Cong couldn't hold back his face and said with a gloomy face: "What do you mean?"

Liu Jing took down the Xuanlin sword and put it on several tables together, and smiled faintly: "This sword is also given to Brother Cong."

Liu Cong was stunned. He stared at Xuanlin Sword in a daze. After a while, he sighed in his heart. Now he is here to be a good person. Do he dare to ask for it?

He shook his head, "I appreciate Brother Jing's kindness. I guess my father will ask about this sword soon, please keep it."

"Okay, wait until I report to my uncle, I will give you the sword. Actually, I don't like swords, I like swords more."

Liu Cong thought for a while, stood up and opened the box, took out a knife from it, and placed it in front of Liu Jing. "As Brother Jing said, I have accepted Cai Jin's sword, so please accept this knife."

Liu Jing picked up the knife, and it was indeed the Dian Wei's sword. He gently stroked the blade and sighed in his heart. This was Dian Wei's sword.

Liu Jing picked up the sword and Xuanlin sword, stood up and bowed, "Thank you brother Cong, I've said goodbye."

He turned around and left the study room. Liu Cong looked at his back, feeling extremely bitter. If he had known this was the result, why would he have gone around in a big circle?

.........

On the training ground of the East Military Camp, Zhao Yun played soldiers like usual, but today he was a little absent-minded. He was thinking about today's swordstomat competition. The time should be over, so how can Liu Jing not win?

No one is ruthless, but who can be ruthless? From the gratitude to Liu Jing, Zhao Yun later taught him his martial arts secrets, he had already regarded Liu Jing as his brother and apprentice in his heart.

However, Liu Jing had a special identity, and the lord did not agree with him accepting Liu Jing as his disciple. Zhao Yun could understand that Liu Jingsheng had set up a post to monitor them. If the relationship was too close, it would be detrimental to Liu Jing and not to the lord.

But the child was of different talent and was a martial arts master. He really didn't want to give up. If he couldn't do it, he could only teach him as a teacher or brother and do his best to teach him.

Zhao Yun sighed softly, and at this moment, a soldier shouted: "The lord is here."

When Zhao Yun turned around, he saw his lord and Sun Qian walking quickly. Sun Qian was going to watch the sword. Zhao Yun suddenly felt a glimmer of hope in his heart, and he hurriedly stepped forward and knelt down on one knee, "Welcome to the lord"

Liu Bei quickly helped him up and complained: "Zilong, didn't you say that, don't pay any more respects, why are you still like this?"

Zhao Yun smiled bitterly, "I'm used to being humble."

His eyes looked at Sun Qian again, with an unconcealed expectation in his eyes. Sun Qian smiled slightly, "Is Zilong so unconfident?"

"I just taught him for too short time, and I'm afraid he doesn't have enough experience. After all, the other party has learned martial arts from Wenpin for ten years."

"His will is stronger than Cai Jin. The two confronted each other for a quarter of an hour. In the end, Cai Jin couldn't hold back and was defeated with one sword. Even I, a literati, could see that Young Master Jing's will was extraordinary."

"Has he won?" Zhao Yun's face smiled and his tense heart finally relaxed.

Liu Bei next to him had something else to worry about. He didn't come for the sword competition. "Zilong, I have something to tell you."

Zhao Yun felt that he had neglected his lord and quickly bowed and said, "Please give me instructions."

Liu Bei pointed to the side, and the three of them walked slowly along the side of the training ground, "That's right. I heard that Zhang Wu and Chen Sun were plotting rebellion in Jiangxia. I planned to tell Jing Sheng that I would lead the troops to wipe it out, but I guess even if he agreed, he would not give me elite troops. The key is to rely on our own army. Do you think our army..."

Zhao Yun understood the lord's concern and smiled slightly, "Now we meet Cao's army again. If the troops are equal, we will not lose."

This is what Liu Bei wanted, and he was immediately overjoyed, "Yun Chang and Yide said the same thing, and I was worried that they would comfort me. If you said this, I would be relieved."

"Is Zilong's arrow injured better?" After walking for a while, Liu Bei asked with concern again.

"It's OK"

Zhao Yun shook his arm and smiled and said, "When I meet Cao's army, I can still kill them without leaving any armor."

At this time, Liu Bei changed the topic and returned to his real purpose of finding Zhao Yun today. He smiled, "I think Mr. Jing is a little bit different from the children of aristocratic families. Didn't Zilong feel it?"

Zhao Yun shook his head, "I don't know what the children of aristocratic families should look like, so it's hard to answer your lord's words."

"But you and him have experienced a lot in Runan. I think you should know him better, or rather, his background, Zilong, do you understand what I mean?" Liu Bei looked at Zhao Yun with a smile.

Zhao Yun was silent for a moment and said, "I understand what the lord means."

"Then tell me, what do you think?" Liu Bei asked unremittingly.

Zhao Yun hesitated a little. He gradually bit his lips tightly and remembered what Shu Zuo said before his death, but Zhao Yun finally shook his head, "Lord is worried. Shu Zuo was not dead at that time. He asked me to bring Master Jing back to Jingzhou. I believe Shu Zuo did not lie to me."

Liu Bei showed a little disappointment on his face, a hint of unhappiness flashed in his eyes, but it quickly disappeared, and he smiled and said, "Actually, I just asked casually. I still have to go to Jingsheng and talk about Jiangxia. Okay, you can continue to train troops."

After saying that, Liu Bei turned around and left. Zhao Yun looked at the back of his lord and sighed deeply in his heart.

.........

Liu Biao actually heard about the sword competition today. Although he was very interested, he did not go to the sword platform. If he appeared on the sword platform, it would be unfair to Cai Jin.

In the official room, Kuai Yue told Liu Biao in detail about the sword competition process today. Kuai Yue was also very moved, "I want to congratulate the lord. Jingzhou has another good general. I am watching the battle. Although Prince Jing is a young man, his mind is more mature than adults. His calmness is even inferior to Han Sheng. Lord, this is the talent of the commander."

Liu Biao's eyes were filled with a crack. He had to fight tigers with his brothers, and it was a father-son soldier. What he most hoped was that his family could produce talents and fight for him in all directions, so that he would no longer be controlled by the Jingzhou family. Unfortunately, his current sons and nephews were too disappointed.

However, Liu Jing's arrival brought him a glimmer of hope. On the first day, Liu Jing's performance made him look at him with admiration, and the praise of Kuai Yue and Huang Zhong strengthened his confidence.

At this time, Kuai Yue whispered again: "But there is another sentence in the humble position, hoping to attract the attention of the lord."

"you say"

Kuai Yue was about to speak, but a guard reported at the door, "Report to the lord, Uncle Liu has urgent matters to ask for a meeting."

Kuai Yue thought about it, and swallowed the words he had just reached his mouth, and his slightly excited eyes became calm, "Actually it's nothing, I just hope that the lord will train Master Jing well."

He originally wanted to say, be careful not to let Liu Jing and Liu Bei be too close, but at the critical moment, Liu Bei's request for advice made Kuai Yue change his mind again. Liu Jing's exchanges with Liu Bei may not be a bad thing for Jingzhou.
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