Soldiers come to the world

This kind of gaze made Liu Jing feel a little uncomfortable. In his mind, a lady should be reserved and reserved. Even if she wanted to see him, she should walk slowly and stop when she wanted to. Pull up her sleeves to half cover her pretty face. Looking back at a glimpse, this is the image of a lady of every family.

But this young girl looked at him like a female leopard, as if he, Liu Jing, was a piece of fresh meat hanging on the door. Where did the wonderful feeling go?

This young girl is Cai Mao's only daughter, Cai Shaoyu, who is fourteen years old, just the age to talk about marriage, usually a marriage contract is made first, and after two years, when she is twenty-eight years old, she can get married in a grand manner.

Cai Shaoyu naturally also has the heart of thinking about a man, but the lover in her mind should be a gentleman who is elegant, knowledgeable and polite. Since last year, Jingxiang's famous families have come to propose marriage in an endless stream, but her father wants to promise her to him. Son of state shepherd.

Of course she knows that the son of Zhou Mu is either Liu Qi or Liu Cong. Both of them like her. Liu Qi is considerate and Liu Cong is sweet, which makes it difficult for her to choose, but if she has to choose, she will choose Liu Cong. Liu Cong understands it better. Her mind, her heart was filled with longing for a better future.

But just a few days ago, she eavesdropped on the conversation of her parents, who actually promised her to Zhou Mu's nephew, Liu Jing, and she became uneasy, what kind of person is this person?

Today she came to visit Xiaochan's aunt, she was bored and came to see the Liu brothers, unexpectedly she happened to meet Liu Jing.

So, is this rather tough young man the same Liu Jing?Cai Shaoyu felt an unconcealable disappointment in her heart, this was far from the handsome young man she had imagined.

"You... you're such a brute!"

Cai Shaoyu was bitter in her heart, but she couldn't say it out, she stomped her feet, turned around and ran away, the strong man in front of her made her heart full of despair.

Liu Jing was at a loss, what's going on?Did you provoke her yourself?

This girl gave him a bad impression, not to mention her lack of tenderness and beauty, and her personality was also weird, which reminded Liu Jing of some lawsuit parties he had contacted in his previous life, who also got angry for no reason.

Liu Jing thought of Mrs. Cai again, and couldn't help frowning, what happened to this woman in the mansion?All of them are nervous and angry for no reason.

"Why did you mess with her?"

A slightly hoarse voice came from outside the door, and then a short and strong young man appeared at the door, wearing a golden crown on his head, a brocade robe with lavender embroidered lace, a jade belt around his waist, slightly dark skin, and he was dressed energetically. He was only ten years old. Six or seven years old.

He leaned against the far door, crossed his hands in front of his chest, and stared at Liu Jing with a half-smile in his eyes.

"Are you... Brother Cong?"

Liu Jing keenly guessed his identity. Liu Qi told him that the second son Liu Cong was one year older than him, and Liu Qing and Liu Hu didn't live in the mansion, so this young man could only be Liu Cong.

"Brother Jing is very smart!"

Liu Cong walked in with a smile, pulled out the long sword around his waist, and lightly held the sword flower in front of Liu Jing, and said with a smile: "How is the sword skill, let's have a competition?"

Men in the Han Dynasty loved swords very much. Swords were known as "gentleman's armed equipment" and "love one's body". Famous swordsmen Zhang Zhong and Qu Chenghou were famous all over the world for their "good at fencing and learning to use swords".

The master of swordsman Wang Jun even had a famous saying that "if you can see a thousand swords, you will know the sword". Wearing famous swords and using them well has become an enduring tradition in the upper class of the Han Dynasty.

Fighting swords is a kind of fashion among gentlemen. Many friends first met when they were fighting swords.

So when Liu Cong came up to draw his sword and fight with martial arts, it was not rude, and it was a kind of social invitation, just like meeting later generations and saying, 'Let's go!The two brothers go for a drink. 'It actually means the same thing, but more elegant and interesting.

Liu Cong has studied literature since he was a child, and also loves to practice swords. He has worshiped famous teachers, and his swordsmanship is very famous among Jingxiang teenagers.

However, in Liu Jing's opinion, Liu Cong's sword flower is too flashy and not practical. He pays attention to graceful posture, and it is good to be graceful, but on the battlefield, he may be slaughtered into a dead chicken with a single knife.

Of course, it is impossible for him to compete with Liu Cong. His martial art is learned from fighting wild beasts. It is simple and practical. In the eyes of scholars, it is a barbaric skill, which is completely different from Liu Cong's swordsmanship.

Liu Jing smiled and saluted, "I don't know swordsmanship, I have never learned it, and I have to ask Brother Cong for advice!"

Generally speaking, asking for advice is in a challenging tone, but Liu Jing said it very sincerely, he really doesn't know swordsmanship, he only knows how to fight and kill with a knife.

This is also his regret. He has never learned martial arts systematically. He was just a rock climber in his previous life, but he is just a young hunter in this life. What he has learned is just a kind of fighting experience. Only after meeting each other during the reading did he realize that what he knew was just a small soldier's martial arts, and he was still far from a real general on the battlefield.

Learning martial arts was his first thought after moving into Liu's mansion. In the troubled times of the Three Kingdoms, without a solid martial arts, how could he make contributions?It's just that he didn't know where to start, just like a thirsty traveler in the desert, Liu Cong suddenly told him that he could learn swordsmanship, and he was immediately attracted.

"Brother Cong, where can I learn swords?"

Liu Cong looked at him for a while, and felt that he really didn't know how to use a sword, so he put the sword back into its sheath, and said in an arrogant tone: "I have been learning swords since I was six years old, and it has been ten years. Many things are not You can do it if you want, but certain conditions are required, I’m sorry, I can’t help you.”

After finishing speaking, he turned around and walked to the gate of the courtyard, he suddenly remembered something, turned around and said: "Shaoyu has a special status, you'd better stay away from her, this is my advice to you."

First, being called a jerk by a savage girl stomping her feet for no reason, and then encountering Liu Cong's arrogance, which really made Liu Jing a little upset.

Although he was unhappy, Liu Jing had a little experience in his previous life. He knew that newcomers in the workplace need to keep a low profile. As soon as he arrived in Liu's residence, he immediately jumped out to be arrogant. That is not wisdom, but mental retardation.

More importantly, he understands the rules of survival in troubled times. When he should be soft, he should bow his head and be silent, and when he should be tough, he should not give an inch.

Liu Cong's arrogance was not worth his attention, Liu Jing smiled lightly, turned and went into the room.

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After Liu Bei entered Xiangyang, he was placed in a mansion in the north of the city. Liu Bei, his family members, counselors and main generals all lived in this mansion. Liu Biao specially allocated a lot of money and food, which was not a problem in terms of living.

In addition, Liu Bei's army was placed in a large army camp outside the east city. In fact, a part of the Jingzhou army's Dongda camp was allocated to Liu Bei. The movement of Liu Bei's army can be observed at any time on the high sentry tower. Of course, this is only explained as a coincidence.

Although Liu Bei's [-] troops were small in number, although the sparrows were small, they had all five internal organs. They were equally divided into the left, middle and right armies. Guan Yu led the middle army, Zhang Fei led the left army, and Zhao Yun led the right army. In the barracks, soldiers are trained every day to develop combat power.

The dust billowed on the practice field, and eight hundred soldiers were lining up to practice their saber techniques, shouting like thunder, the lights of their sabers flickering, and they were full of power.

Zhao Yun kept ordering the soldiers to correct their movements. Zhao Yun just came back yesterday, and he didn't want to stay in the Tianxuan Temple. Although the injury was not healed, the poison was eliminated, and he began to recover slowly.

Zhao Yun's shoulders were wrapped in thick gauze, and his arms were hung in front of his chest with gauze. Although he couldn't do anything yet, he was a restless person, and he came to dictate training to the soldiers early in the morning.

At this time, a soldier ran over, knelt down on one knee and said, "General Qi, a young man named Liu Jing is begging to see the general outside the gate of the camp."

Zhao Yun was overjoyed, he was planning to visit Liu Jing tomorrow, but unexpectedly he came first.

"Invite him in!"

Not long after, the soldiers led Liu Jing to the training ground. He was so bored in Liu's mansion that the soles of his feet were itchy. After inquiring, Liu Jing found out that Zhao Yun had returned and was in the barracks, so he immediately found the East Day Camp.

When the two met, they hugged tightly as if they hadn't seen old friends for many years. Liu Jing looked him up and complained, "Why don't you lie down and rest?"

Zhao Yun smiled and said, "You can recover from illness only by lying down and recuperating. Walking more will make you heal faster."

"To be honest, I didn't sterilize my knife, and I gave you to drink rainwater, so I was worried that it would affect your martial arts."

"It's okay! The military doctor said it's okay, we won't talk about this."

Zhao Yun hugged him affectionately again and smiled, "How is it? Has your uncle accepted you?"

"Hey! Uncle is okay, it's Mrs. Cai, who hates me quite a bit, and made a face of me on the first day. I don't know why?"

"Women! There are always some inexplicable thoughts, don't worry about them, as long as your uncle admits it."

Zhao Yun saw him glance eagerly at the soldiers who were practicing swords in the distance from time to time. He knew what Liu Jing was thinking and didn't say anything clearly, so he asked with a smile, "Are there any plans for the future? Are you going to study?"

Liu Jing glanced at the soldiers again, scratched his head and said, "Actually, I want to practice knives with them, and I want to receive instruction from Brother Zilong with them."

This is just a relatively reserved way of saying, a kind of self-effacing way of saying, he doesn't want to put pressure on Zhao Yun to repay Zhao Yun because he saved Zhao Yun.

Zhao Yun understood what he meant, of course he wouldn't really throw Liu Jing into a group of soldiers to practice martial arts together. With a slight smile, Zhao Yun said to his subordinates: "Bring two knives!"

Soon, the soldiers brought two knives, and Zhao Yun threw one to Liu Jing, "Come on! Let's practice two moves."

Liu Jing was startled, and quickly waved his hands, "Your injury, no!"

Zhao Yun smiled slightly, "You should have seen me deal with Cao Jun on the battlefield, how many rounds do you think you can compete with me?"

Liu Jing blushed, of course he knew that he couldn't even beat Zhao Yun face to face, and Zhao Yun was enough to deal with him with one hand.

He cheered up in his heart, he understood what Zhao Yun meant, Zhao Yun was willing to teach himself, he waved his long knife lightly, his whole body was gaining momentum like a leopard, his eyes fixed on Zhao Yun sharply.

After the death of Lu Bu and Dian Wei, Zhao Yun could be called the number one fierce general in the world. He had a high character and never taught anyone how to practice martial arts, but Liu Jing was an exception.

Not only did Liu Jing save his life, but more importantly, Liu Jing never gave up on him, making Zhao Yun regard him as his brother.

However, Zhao Yun was secretly surprised by Liu Jing's accumulation of momentum. He could see that Liu Jing had rich fighting experience, and if he was a little careless, he might suffer a disadvantage.

Zhao Yun didn't dare to be careless, swung his long knife slightly, sealing off all the attacking routes, and said with a slight smile, "Come on! Feel free to do whatever you want, just treat it as a battlefield."

"Brother Zilong, I really did it." Liu Jing shouted.

"You can come!"

At this time, the eight hundred soldiers stopped their training and gathered around one after another, talking a lot. It was the first time they saw Zhao Yun competing with others, and he was still a teenager.

Liu Jing circled around ten steps away, but Zhao Yun's saber just swung it casually, and there was a fierce murderous intent, as if it enveloped his whole body, making it impossible for him to slash with the saber.

But a kind of competitive spirit was ignited in Liu Jing's heart, even if there was no opportunity, he would create an opportunity.

Liu Jing suddenly withdrew his saber, saluted behind Zhao Yun, and said with a smile, "Uncle Liu Huang, I haven't seen you for a long time."

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