Chapter 27

Liu Bei's mind became active; he was thinking about how to profit from this.

This profit included not just military generals, strategists, territory, and troops,

but also reputation!

The late Han and Three Kingdoms period placed great importance on reputation.

Kong Rong ate the dividends of his reputation for his entire life just because he let someone have a pear when he was a child,

and nearly two thousand years later, elementary school textbooks still had the story of him letting someone have a pear!

Xu Shao evaluated Cao Cao as: "A capable official in a peaceful time, a treacherous hero in a chaotic time," which made Cao Cao's reputation soar.

Xu Shao organized the Monthly Critique, which was equivalent to today's influencer platform, producing several top-tier celebrities every month.

Liu Bei had no family support, no relatives to help, and no one above him.

Besides building his own team as quickly as possible, he also had to make a name for himself so that the entire Han Dynasty would know who he was, and talents and resources would be delivered to his door automatically.

In the broadcast room, the viewers watched the dazed Liu Bei.

"What bad idea does Liu Bei have now?"

"He wouldn't be setting his sights on the General of the Middle, Lu Zhi, would he?"

"When Liu Bei is stunned, even ghosts and gods have to peel off a layer of skin!"

"Brother Xuande, what's wrong with you?"

Gongsun Zan asked when he saw Liu Bei dazed.

Liu Bei paused, and his eyes turned red again.

"Brother Bo'gui, I remember when I was fifteen and followed Master Lu to study, thanks to your care..."

Liu Bei's reminiscence of the past moved Gongsun Zan to tears once again!

He walked over and gripped Liu Bei's hand tightly.

"Xuande, we are brothers; why say so much! I'll pick out three hundred good horses from the frontier for you later!"

Liu Bei shook his head.

"Brother Bo'gui, you've already given me a Zhao Yun, which is more than enough. Keep the good horses for your campaigns beyond the frontier."

Gongsun Zan glared at Liu Bei, his voice resonant.

"If you don't want them, you're looking down on me! A mere three hundred good horses, what do they count for!"

If Liu Bei acted like this and didn't want the three hundred good horses, Gongsun Zan might even break off relations with him!

Besides, Gongsun Zan was so strong, he couldn't beat him anyway!

"Then thank you, Brother Bo'gui."

"Hmm, that's more like it. Come, come, let's continue drinking."

The netizens in the broadcast room were numb.

"I really don't know what to say about this Liu Bei."

"He seems to have refused, but also seems not to have refused."

"I think the Big-Eared Thief cares more about Zhao Zilong. Could it be that he really is into that?"

"Little Brother Zilong, run away quickly!"