Zhao Yun's brother has been buried. It is now during the mourning period. Apart from mourning clothes, the family is relatively quiet and there are no guests.

In the hall on the east side of the courtyard, Zhao Yun felt a little heavy after listening to Liu Bei's experience after parting. The sky was gloomy and it started to rain. The ground in the courtyard was wet, and the water slowly flowed. The branches outside the courtyard were wet with rain, and the brown branches were darker in color. Zhang Fei raised his head and suddenly said, "Zilong, isn't this winter very cold?"

Zhao Yun nodded blankly. Liu Bei was also a little confused. He didn't know why Zhang Fei suddenly interjected this sentence. Zhang Fei didn't explain, and continued, "Have you been like this in recent years?"

Zhao Yun thought about it carefully. "Always like this." He looked at Zhang Fei's gaze and his eyes became solemn. "Compared with my childhood, I have been surprisingly cold these years. It is now early March, and the branches should turn green, but now there is no movement."

Zhang Fei thought about it. "How is the grain output? Is there any bad harvest?"

A strange look flashed in Zhao Yun's eyes. "It seems that Yide has not only made great progress in martial arts in the past two years, but also gained great knowledge. I am not very clear about whether there is a bad harvest in Changshan and Zhongshan areas in the past two years, but there are more and more hungry people, and the price of grain has been rising. Yuan Shao took over Jizhou and insisted on tolerating the aristocratic families. He fought with Gongsun Bogui one after another. It is difficult for the little people to live."

Liu Bei suddenly realized and quickly followed Zhao Yun's words and said. "Zilong didn't know anything. The court sent the grand servant Zhao Qi to explain Guandong, but Yuan Shao refused. I rushed to Youzhou by the imperial edict this time, hoping that Liu Envoy could turn wars with Bo Gui into jade and silk. Only when they joined forces could Yuan Shao be wary under the situation. Zilong, I need your help..."

Zhao Yun lowered his eyebrows and his eyelids. He raised his hand without looking at Liu Bei. Liu Bei closed his mouth awkwardly. From the moment he planned to ask Zhao Yun for help, he knew that it would not go well. In the past two years, he had to work meticulously in order to survive. It can even be said that he was flirting with Qin and Zhao Yun's personality. It was reasonable for him to look down on him. However, this time he returned to Youzhou, Guan Yu stayed in Nanyang. Apart from Zhang Fei and Jian Yong, he had no help. Zhao Yun was steady and good at cavalry warfare, which was the talent he needed. Even though he knew he would hit a wall, he had to try his luck, hoping that the edict on his body would help a little. Seeing that Zhao Yun was unmoved, he couldn't help but sigh secretly and was extremely disappointed.

But he didn't blame Zhao Yun, he just blamed himself. He just blamed his foundation for being too shallow, he only blamed himself for not studying hard, he only blamed himself for being eager to achieve success and not having a long-term vision.

"Zilong, I..."

"General Ming takes one step ahead and let me make some preparations. At least ten months, only half a month later, I will definitely arrive in Jicheng and meet General Ming."

Liu Bei was overjoyed and left the seat and bowed. "We are waiting for Zilong to go with us."

Zhao Yun shook his head. "General Ming should not stay too long. If Yuan Shao receives the news, you may not be able to leave."

Liu Bei woke up from his dream and nodded repeatedly. Zhang Fei was also very happy and laughed: "Zilong, it's great that he can fight side by side with you again."

Zhao Yun smiled. "Yide made rapid progress and with magic weapons in hand, I am afraid that it is not Yide's opponent, so I will ask Yide for more advice at that time."

Zhang Fei laughed happily.

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Zhao Yun changed Liu Bei's mount, replenished his luggage, and sent Liu Bei out of the city. Seeing Liu Bei turn around and disappear in the distance of the official road in three steps, Zhao Yun turned his horse's head, let the horse run freely, and slowly came to the city gate. It was getting late, and the pedestrians were walking in a hurry, rushing home, squeezing at the city gate. The soldiers guarding the city were also a little impatient, and they just took a look and let it go.

Zhao Yun advised Liu Bei to leave the city at this time, and there was this reason. Liu Bei came from Bingzhou and passed through Jingxing. He joined Yuan Shao and Sun Ce. Zhang Fei also fought with Jiang Qi with Sun Ce, worried that Yuan Shao would hate him and dare not travel through Jizhou. After leaving Zhending, he would quickly pass through Zhongshan Kingdom and enter Youzhou. As long as he did not enter the county town and did not live in the Tingyi, he would be found unlikely.

But Zhao Yun was still very worried. Jingxing was a fortress, and Liu Bei would definitely leave records when passing through Jingxing. Zhang Fei's snake spear is so unique that no matter who has seen it, he would take a look. It is unlikely to hide it for too long.

After waiting for a long time, Zhao Yun followed the crowd into the city and slowly moved forward along the street.

"Zilong." A cry came from behind. Zhao Yun tied his mount and turned around and saw that it was Xiahou Lan. He turned over and got off the horse and stood by the roadside waiting. Xiahou Lan rode his horse over, and his armored leaves rustled. Xiahou Lan was seven feet and five inches tall, half a head shorter than Zhao Yun, but he had a straight facial features, serious smile, and a bit majestic. He walked to Zhao Yun and signaled Zhao Yun to go together.

Zhao Yun looked at the bustling pedestrians. "Should you wait a moment, there's no hurry."

Xiahou Lan understood and got off the horse, standing side by side with Zhao Yun. "Have you decided?"

"I've decided, I'm just about to find you." Zhao Yun hesitated. "Ziqing, I won't go to Yecheng anymore."

Xiahou Lan turned her head to look at Zhao Yun, with a puzzled look on her face. "Why? Who was that person just now, Gongsun Bogui's envoy?"

"The envoy of the court." Xiahou Lan was the Marquis of the City Gate, and Zhao Yun knew that he could not hide it from his eyes. "You should be able to guess who he is."

Xiahou Lan rolled her eyes and recalled the person's appearance for a while, and was suddenly surprised. "Big ears are not a must, arms are longer than knees, Liu Xuande?"

Zhao Yun nodded. "He came from Chang'an, carrying an edict on his body, and wanted to return to Youzhou to mediate Liu Envoy and Gongsun Bogui."

Xiahou Lan chuckled: "I understand. Zilong, Liu Bei is more cautious than to go, and he is brave but not wise. What if he has an edict in his hand? The court lives in Guanzhong and is unable to advance eastward. Liu Bei is just a chess piece, and the world belongs to Yuan. The last time the county entrusted you to Youzhou to rely on Gongsun Zan, which has delayed you once. Now you have chosen the wrong choice, but you have delayed yourself. Your ability will not be weaker than Zhang Yanyi. He can be used as a halberd. You are good at cavalry warfare, which is..."

"It is precisely because of this that I don't want to go to Yecheng."

Xiahou Lan understood what Zhao Yun meant, opened her mouth, and said nothing more. Zhao Yun was good at cavalry battles. If he was under Yuan Shao's command, he would definitely face the former master Gongsun Zan, and he was the main force.

"There is another reason why I don't go to Yecheng: I don't like Yuan Benchu. Ziqing. Some people say that the reason why the Han Dynasty fell to this point was because Confucian scholars were fond of fame, talked about Taoism, wealthy families were fond of profit, and were insatiable. Yuan Benchu ​​was both fond of fame and profit. Even if he got the world, the new dynasty was just another Liu Han. What's the point? Instead of doing this, I might as well support the court that dared to reform."

Xiahou Lan frowned, hesitated for a long time, and tried to speak a few times but stopped. He felt that Zhao Yun was right, but thinking about the reality in front of him, he felt that there was no possibility of defeating Yuan Shao either by the court or by Liu Bei. He looked at the gloomy sky and sighed quietly. "Zilong, it is of course good for the court to reform and martial arts in the court, but I doubt whether it can succeed. Since ancient times, many reformers have not been able to end well. Shang Yang's car breaks, King Wuling starves to death to the sand dunes, whether it is king or minister, if you go against the aristocratic families in the world, you will inevitably die of reputation and bad reputation and bad classics."
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