With two huge amounts of points in his account, Chen Tong had the intention to invite the next challenger.
As for the four people who were originally still queuing up, they had long since disappeared without a trace during the battle between Chen Tong and Zhang Fei.
"What bad luck, I lost four points again.”
"What are you mumbling about? Come, drink." Zhang Fei had unknowingly brought over a jar of wine and called out to Chen Tong from afar.
Chen Tong jumped off his horse and took the wine jar. He raised his head and took a big gulp.
He didn't have any ill feelings towards the three brothers.
Although Zhang Fei was reckless and valued friendship, Guan Yu was arrogant and was the embodiment of loyalty. He was also a Martial Saint respected by later generations.
As for Liu Bei.
Those who liked him said that he was a true saint of benevolence and righteousness.
Those who hated him said that he was a hypocrite who pretended to be pretentious.
Chen Tong felt that these two statements were both right and wrong.
It was impossible for a pure benevolent and good person to have the last laugh in such a chaotic world. It was even more impossible for a pure loyal official of the Han Dynasty to be the first to declare himself emperor before Liu Xie died.
At the same time, Liu Bei had also sought refuge with many vassals, such as Gongsun Zan, Cao Cao, Yuan Shao, Liu Biao, and so on.
Of course, using this as an argument to attack Liu Bei's character and calling him a hypocrite was a bit of a nitpick.
There were two sides to everything. Liu Bei was just a person, not a saint who had no desires.
He could have his own ambitions, his own ideals and aspirations.
As the only feudal lord who did not commit massacres during the Three Kingdoms period, even before his death, his last words to his son were: The Emperor of Shu Han, who did not refrain from doing good or evil because he was small, was definitely worthy of the name of a hero in the world.
If this person was really a hypocrite, how could Zhuge Liang, who was so intelligent, not see through it? Willing to help him achieve the great cause of 30% of the world?
If he was really useless, would the phoenix Pang Tong return to Jing State after wandering around? Even when he was attacking Yizhou, he had to die at Fallen Phoenix Slope?
And that Xu Shu, whose body was in Cao's camp and whose heart was in Han, never offered a plan in his life?
Humans were complicated and three-dimensional. Using simple good and evil to casually evaluate the lives of heroes in troubled times was an absurd thing in itself.
Which person who could leave a name in history did not have some real ability?
Even the arrogant and annoying Yuan Shu had a good background.
Before Chen Tong could take another sip, Zhang Fei snatched the wine jar away."Drink slowly, this is the good wine I brought from Zhuo County. But you are quite straightforward, aren't you afraid that Old Zhang will add some condiments to your wine?”
"You reminded me. Quickly call the doctor to examine me and see if there are any signs of poisoning.”
"You!"
Chen Tong grinned." I'm just teasing you, fool. How could a reckless person like you think of such a brilliant method like poisoning?"”
"Of course, I, Old Zhang, am the most forthright.”
Guan Er, who was about to walk over to share the wine, staggered.
If he could, he really wanted to pick up a big knife and cut open Kai Fei's skull to see what was inside.
He was clearly scolding you for being brainless, but he didn't know where he heard that forthright tone from!
"Our martial arts are not as good as yours, but when it comes to drinking, no one has ever been convinced. Right, Second Brother?"
Guan Yu's face turned even redder.
Why did he shout so loudly?
Besides, he hadn't even finished fighting. He still had the sure-kill strategy to drag the blade out. How could he be inferior?
"Shut up and drink!"
The soldiers in the camp respected the three of them for their bravery, so they spontaneously brought tables, stools, and wine cups for them.
The three of them sat in the middle of the drill ground and drank without feeling embarrassed. Instead, they felt a little comfortable.
It was fine if martial artists didn't get to know each other through fighting.
In the main tent, Liu Bei and Cao Cao were also drinking.
No matter how one looked at it, this combination was extremely strange.
A pair of enemies who would fight to the death in the future, a pair of old enemies who were incompatible with each other, could actually chat fervently at this time and drink together. It was also a strange news.
Looking at history, it was not difficult to find that even after they fell out, Cao Cao still admired Liu Bei very much.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have said that the heroes of the world were Cao Cao and the envoy.
After three rounds of wine and five dishes, Cao Cao finally revealed his fox tail. He raised his wine cup and asked Liu Bei,"One day, when the alliance army disbands, where will Liu Bei go?”
"Since we returned to the plains, we have to look after the land of a county.”
"Can a county be called a hero? Now Cao Cao has the honor of being the prefect of Dongjun. If Liu Bei comes, Cao Cao is willing to keep his position as the chief historian. You and I brothers work together to help the Han Dynasty. Isn't it beautiful?"
The chief historian of a prefecture was the deputy of the prefect. He was only below one person and above tens of thousands of people.
Cao Cao was very sincere!
Liu Bei was a little moved, but he was more disappointed.
Ever since the Yellow Turban Uprising, the three brothers had recruited local soldiers and fought in various places, risking their lives.
In the end, what he got was just a small Anxi County Lieutenant.
After flogging the governor and abandoning his official position, he defected to Gongsun Zan and only managed to mingle with a small plain minister.
Saying a thousand, saying ten thousand, it was just difficult to do without an official in the court.
Now, the three of them had made size contributions. Just because they knew the son of the former Grand Marshal Cao Song, they could instantly become the chief historian of a prefecture.
How could such an imperial court not be despised?
"I thank Brother Meng De for his kindness, but the position of chief historian should be left to a person with both ability and political integrity. Liu Bei's ability was meager and he did not dare to take on such an important task.”
He rejected her.
Cao Cao's heart skipped a beat.
He had long seen that Liu Bei was not simple, but he had not expected him to be so decisive.
The Prime Minister of Pingyuan County, a small official as big as a county magistrate, how could he have such a backbone?
If they were not stupid, they were people who had great ambitions and could not be inferior to others for long.
In fact, after rejecting Cao Cao, Liu Bei himself was confused.
Although there were many vassals in the Eighteen Towns, attacking a small Mushui Pass had exposed the despicable nature of all kinds of people. Could such a mob really charge into Luoyang and save the emperor?
Was to save Tian Zi, and then?
Like when he was fighting against the Yellow Turban, which small county would he be transferred to as a county magistrate?
Or would the Yuan Brothers, who could even scheme against their childhood friends, show off their merits for him?
After the confusion, there was an even deeper confusion.
But for some reason, Liu Bei did not want to join Cao Cao.
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