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Liu Jing looked at Cai Jin and savored his words carefully. Did the Cai family want to secretly attack him?

Liu Jing shook his head. He didn't believe that Cai Mao would be so mentally retarded. After all, he was also a military advisor in Jingzhou. He should not use conspiracy to plot against such a taboo in the officialdom. Killing him Liu Jing would not be worth the loss. He didn't believe that Cai Mao would do such a loss-making business.

However... Cai Zhong may have this possibility, and he kept it from Cai Mao and attacked him. Liu Jing remembered Cai Zhong's two golden front teeth. From his dealing with Gan Ning, he could see that this person was an unscrupulous person.

Thinking of this, Liu Jing looked to both sides vigilantly. It was still early in the morning, and there was almost no one on the street, but there was an old farmer selling vegetables on the corner of the street.

In addition, in a pavilion more than ten steps away on the left, an old Taoist priest was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed and a strong mule was tied to the pavilion, which seemed to be dusty. It seemed that the old Taoist came from afar.

Looking elsewhere, there was no suspicious person. Liu Jing grabbed his horse's belly with his legs and ran on a war horse. He quickly left Liu's mansion and headed east towards the city.

Just as he left, the old Taoist priest sitting in the pavilion slowly opened his eyes, and two sharp gazes stared at Liu Jing's distant back, and a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

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Xiangfan is the Han River Ferry at the southern end of the Nanxiang Pass Road, which consists of Xiangyang on the south bank of the Han River and Fancheng on the north bank.

The origin of Xiangyang City was the city of ferry guarded by military control. Its status was not obvious during the Han Dynasty. Since Liu Biao occupied Jingzhou and ruled Xiangyang, the danger of this city must prevent the northern forces from moving south, and its status was important.

In Chinese history, when there were two regimes in the north and south, Xiangfan would always be dragged into war. Whether it was the confrontation between the country, the Northern and Southern Dynasties, Song and Jin, Song and Yuan dynasties, Xiangfan had experienced war.

Chen Liang of the Song Dynasty once said: Xiangfan connects Wuhui in the east, Bashu in the west, Nanhuxiang in the west, Guanluo in the north, and stretching left and right, all of which are enough to be an opportunity for progress.

This statement reveals that it is Xiangfan’s important strategic geographical location, which has caused these two cities to be repeatedly hit by war.

Although Xiangfan is one, the Xiangyang City where Liu Jing lives is mainly composed of government offices and gentry residences, as well as various prefectures in Jingzhou. The atmosphere is very strong and the commerce is not developed.

Fancheng on the north bank is the place where the shopping distribution center and freight terminal are transited in Jingzhou. Merchants gather and have developed business. There are all kinds of shops, taverns, hostels, residences, brothels, lefangs, casinos and other commercial places. There are crowds of people every day and it is very lively.

The ferry between the two sides of the river is like a crucian carp crossing the river, day and night.

Perhaps for the sake of taboo, Liu Biao's General's Mansion in Zhennan is located in the west of the city, facing east and west, a straight Xiangshan Avenue between the east and west runs through the entire city. This is also the characteristic of Xiangyang City, which is long from east to west and narrow from north to south.

Liu Biao's house is located on the side of the government, which is a place where the government is concentrated. Patrol soldiers can be seen everywhere, and the guards are very tight.

After jogging along a section of the red official wall, Liu Jing arrived at Xiangshan Avenue. The avenue was fifty steps wide, with two rows of dense trees planted in the middle, and a flat tree-lined avenue was formed between the trees. This is the way of official and virtuous, which can only be used by officials and famous gentry.

On both sides of the trees are ordinary roads, with the left in the way and the right out. Pedestrians from different directions walk one side and are never allowed to go against the road.

This is a power order. Under the suppression of power, pedestrians go their own way and orderly. Once the people walk on the official road or walk in the same road, it means that Xiangcheng City is beginning to be in chaos, and even means that Liu Biao has lost control of Jingzhou.

There are ordinary civilians who get up early to make a living on the civilian roads on both sides. They come and go, which is quite lively, but there are few people on the civilian roads. Although it is winter, it has not snowed yet, and the trees on both sides are still thick, with a straight and spacious leading straight to the East City Gate.

Liu Jing rode his horse on Guanxian Road, and the war horse flew over and his white figure was as fast as the wind. Liu Jing leaned over the war horse, and the wind whistled in his ears. After a moment, the war horse ran out of the East City Gate and ran on the wider field. This rapid and refreshing stimulation made Liu Jing almost shout.

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Two and a half hours later, Liu Jing finally returned to Xiangyang. Although he was sweating profusely, both the man and the horse were particularly energetic, and he felt a sense of pleasure from head to toe.

Liu Jing no longer rode a horse. He walked slowly with his love horse. Lu Ma was gait lightly. He occasionally put his head on his face mischievously and rubbed it. Occasionally, he would sniff heavily and spit his saliva on his face...

When you walk into the west gate, there are also several taverns and hostels on both sides. Banners are flying high in the air. It is already noon. Several bartenders enthusiastically recruit guests at the gate.

After running for a morning, Liu Jing was hungry and thirsty. He patted Aima's long face and smiled and said, "Old guy, do you want to have a drink?"

A bartender saw Liu Jing's hesitation and hurriedly came forward and smiled: "My man, the shop has the best wine in Jingzhou, and the carp I just caught from the Han River. The green onion carp is a famous dish in the shop. The price is low, come and sit down."

The bartender glanced at the majestic war horse again and quickly added: "There are also some freshly steamed black beans in the small shop, which are the delicacies of the precious war horses."

This sentence moved Liu Jing. He smiled and said, "For the sake of the good black beans, go to your store."

He grabbed a handful of money from his arms, about a dozen copper coins, and put them on the bartender and smiled: "Take good care of the war horses for me, I will reward you with this little money."

The copper coins jingled in his hands, and the bartender's eyes were smiling, "Don't worry, I will definitely take good care of the war horse, and I will tie it to the horse stake so that the husband can see it at a glance."

This is an unsuccessful rule. Precious war horses cannot be placed in the backyard stables. Once they are stolen, the tavern cannot afford to pay for it. Therefore, there will be horse tethers on one side of the gate, which will be supervised by the bartender who welcomes guests. At the same time, the owner can also see his mount.

Liu Jing glanced at the horse tying stake, and there was only a strong mule tied to the horse tie. He quickly walked into the tavern, sat down on the window on the second floor, and looked out and could see his beloved horse.

There were not many guests in the tavern, and half of them were not full. Five drinkers sat in groups, drinking and chatting. Across the two seats, an old Taoist priest was wearing a gray old Taoist robe and a bamboo crown. He was 70 years old, but he was energetic, with a childish face, and had a fairy-like appearance. He was only a few plates of vegetables and a pot of wine in front of him, holding a wine glass, drinking carefully with a taste.

This old Taoist made Liu Jing slightly stunned. In the pavilion at the gate of Liu Mansion in the morning, wasn’t this old Taoist priest just now? Why did he meet again?

Liu Jing felt a little strange in his heart. Could it be that this old Taoist was a suspicious person sent by Cai Zhong, but after another thought, he felt that it was impossible. The old Taoist came to the tavern first. If he didn't come to the tavern himself, they wouldn't have met it. It should be just a coincidence.

Liu Jing sat down and ordered a few plates of side dishes and a pot of wine. He looked at the war horse again. The bartender just now was feeding his war horse with freshly steamed black beans and brought another bucket of water.

"A man is innocent, but he is guilty of being guilty." The old Taoist priest not far away said to himself.

This old Taoist is talking about himself. Liu Jing couldn't help but smile bitterly. Since he had this war horse, his life has no longer had the same concerns as before. He knew that many people were peeping at this BMW, and if they were not careful, they would be stolen.

Sometimes, when Liu Jing wakes up in the middle of the night, he will worry about his war horse, and even suspects that Liu Cong wants to do it, and Liu Cong's eyes also show his greed for this horse.

But there is no way, there will be gains and losses. It can only be said that with his current strength, it is still difficult to save this BMW, and he will definitely have to put in a lot of effort.

Liu Jing smiled kindly at the old Taoist priest, picked up the wine glass again, and just as he took a sip of the wine, he suddenly heard the horse's neigh outside, followed by the bartender's horrified shout, "You are not allowed to move, that is someone else's horse."

Liu Jing hurriedly looked over and saw that his beloved horse had been removed from the stake by a big man. The bartender was knocked over to the ground. The big man pulled the reins and tried to turn over the horse, but his beloved horse struggled and neighed, not wanting to be ridden by the big man.

Liu Jing was furious, grabbed the knife and ran downstairs. As soon as he ran out of the tavern, he saw the big man who had already ridden Lu Ma, whipping the horse's buttocks. The war horse was in pain, and his front hooves were raised high, making a painful neigh.

Seeing that the war horse was about to run, and Liu Jing was still twenty steps away from the war horse. Although he ran hard, it was too late. Liu Jing's eyes turned red and he smashed the knife in his hand at the horse thief. The horse thief was extremely agile and dodged sideways. With his legs clamped, Lu Ma finally ran.

But just now Luma was running a few steps when suddenly, a gray shadow fell from the sky, like a hovering goshawk, landing lightly on the horse's back. With a muffled groan, the horse thief fell from the horse.

The war horse that had just started running stopped again. The person who controlled the war horse was the old Taoist priest. He looked at Liu Jing with a smile, and a trustworthy light flashed in his clear eyes.

Liu Jing fell down and bowed to the old Taoist, his eyes fell on the horse thief again, and a horrifying murderous intent burst out in his eyes. He stepped forward a few steps, grabbed the horse thief's hair, dragged it two steps, and pulled out the battle knife from the ground.

"Mr. Jing spared my life"

The horse thief shouted in horror, "I'm just ordered, there's nothing I can do."

Liu Jing pressed the sword against his throat and shouted sternly: "Who instructed you, say?"

"I can't say, please forgive me."

Liu Jing raised his sword and cut off the left wrist of the horse thief with one knife. The horse thief screamed in pain and screamed like a pig, "It was Cai Zhong who instructed me."

The old Taoist next to him felt a little unbearable and pleaded with Liu Jing: "Mr. Liu, although this horse thief is hateful, he is not the mastermind. There is someone behind the scenes. He is just doing his job on orders. Please give me a face and spare his life."

The old Taoist saved his war horse. Since he spoke, Liu Jing wanted to give this face and cut off the horse thief's hand. Liu Jing's anger calmed down a little. He kicked the horse thief hard and "get out"

The horse thief endured the severe pain, picked up his broken hand and fled in panic. He waited for him to run away. Then Liu Jing walked to the old Taoist priest and bowed deeply, "Thank you, Xianchang, for helping me save my war horse. Liu Jing thanked me all the time."

The old Taoist priest stroked his beard and smiled slightly, "The qi fell into the well of the Dantian."
Chapter completed!