Huangfu Fu, the prince of Zhao, rode on his tall steed covered in charcoal, and stopped by the drawbridge that had been lowered. He raised his head and looked at the head that had just hung on the city wall, the blood of which had not yet completely dripped, and a drop of blood was blown by the wind and scattered into countless small dots. Huang Fufu felt a slight chill on his face, and he knew that it was Pei Quan's blood spilled on his face.

He didn't wipe it.

This man had a drink with himself two days ago, and this man was personable and knowledgeable. The two have been friends for more than ten years, and they both value each other's talents and personalities very much, and they both regard each other as confidants and friends.

And now the head of this confidant and friend hangs on this high wall, and the eyes that were full of wisdom in the past have long since lost any lustre.

"How can this be?" Huang Fufu thought sadly, "How can a good friend who was so lively one moment ago be cut off his head the next moment, and he will not be able to see it." ”

From his point of view, Pei Quan's eyes were staring at him, full of puzzlement.

"Gross. Huangfu Fu suddenly felt a churning in his stomach, and hurriedly clamped his horse under his crotch, and the people and horses took the lead towards the city gate. Behind him were the majestic and mighty soldiers of the Chinese army, and they also followed the Huangfu Fu neatly behind.

Guo Mo and Zhang Bu stood respectfully inside the city gate at this moment to welcome the prince of Zhao.

Many years later, Guo Mo was already the assassin of Jiangzhou in the south, and at the time of a mutiny, someone around him asked him: "Lord Envoy, do you regret killing Lord Pei, the captain of the city gate?"

Guo was silent for a long time, and said lightly: "I don't regret killing Pei Quan, I only regret not beheading Zhang Bu's fatherless man first." ”

At this moment, Guo Mo looked like he was standing there respectfully, but he was extremely uneasy in his heart. Since ancient times, any ruler has especially valued the loyalty of his subordinates, and has despised those who have betrayed their lords. Guo Mo knew in his heart that he had beheaded Pei Cheng this time, this was the backer in everyone's eyes, he was the Erwuzi who everyone spit on and had a backbone on the back of his head.

"I have not betrayed the Lord. Guo Mo forcibly defended himself in his heart, "My lord is the former Taifu Yang Jun, and Pei Cheng is not my lord." ”

Even if on the night Yang Jun was killed, Pei Cheng was among the people who came to arrest Yang Jun, but Guo Mo never resented Pei Quan. That night, just when Yang Jun was still hesitating, Pei Cheng quickly commanded his men and horses to occupy the high ground around Taifu's Mansion. Because of the condescending and thousands of arrows, although there are many monks in the Taifu Mansion, in this case, there is really no power to fight back. Within a moment, after the dozen or so monks who rushed out at the risk of death were shot in an instant, the big guys also turned into birds and beasts and fled.

Guo Mo was one of the first monks to rush out. He is like an electric fan with the big knife wheel in his hand, but he still can't stop the random arrows shooting from all directions. In just an instant, he was hit by five or six arrows, and he fell to the ground unwillingly. It's just that he died a lot, and in the end he survived.

Not only did he not resent Pei Chuan on weekdays, but he was grateful to Pei Quan after he was asked to pass by Pei Quan from captivity. Pei Cheng attaches great importance to him, not only often takes him with him, but also sends him various daily necessities every time during the New Year's holidays.

"I killed Pei Quan, it's not a personal grudge. I killed him for the sake of the court and for justice. Guo Mo continued to defend himself in his heart.

This Shangluo people are loyal to the prince, and this city gate cannot be guarded after all. If you Pei don't open the city gate for a whole day, I, Guo Mo and Hou San, and those brothers will be at risk of being cut off for a day.

Thinking like this, Guo Mo's emotions slowly calmed down.

"I'm sorry, Master Pei. Guo Mo said silently in his heart, "If we can still see each other in the next life, I hope that the adults can give Guo Mo this knife, and Guo Mo will never resist." ”

Huangfu Fu looked at Guo Mo and Zhang Bu, who were standing there respectfully to greet him, with a complicated expression, and he really wanted to shout and pull this person who betrayed the master down and beheaded him.

But he knew that he would never be able to say it.

Anger can not be vented.

"Who took the city gate?" asked Huangfu in a condescending and majestic manner.

"Hui Shizi, it was this Zhang Bu who took the city gate with me. Guo Mo peeked at Huangfu Fufu, who was dressed in exquisite armor on the horse, and bent down to reply.

"Okay, Zhang Changshi, write down these two righteous men who are desperate for their lives, and when today's matter is over, they will be crowned marquis immediately. ”

"Yes, son. ”

Guo Mo and Zhang Bu were really ecstatic when they heard this, and the coveted feudal marquis would be obtained like this. At this moment, Guo Mo no longer has the mentality of suffering from gains and losses just now, and he no longer has the mentality of being sorry for Pei Quan. And Zhang Bu instantly didn't seem to feel the pain in his thighs and the back of his head.

How many monks have struggled all their lives is nothing more than for two major goals: wearing purple and making meritorious contributions.

How many famous ministers in history are so talented and so smart, but in the end, they didn't get the marquis. In the Qing history, in the pre-Shang period, there were two famous figures who left a famous allusion, which was called Li Guang Nanfeng and Feng Tang Yi Lao.

If General Li is allowed to become the emperor, the Marquis of Wanhu is insignificant.

If it weren't for the fact that everyone was still in front of them, Guo Mo and Zhang Bu would have already laughed out loud. That's it, these two people, who were still struggling with life and death a moment ago, glanced at each other, and they both saw irrepressible ecstasy in each other's eyes.

"The villain bowed to the son for his grace. Guo Mo and Zhang Bu were overjoyed, and immediately knelt down and kowtowed in thanks.

It's so bizarre all the time.

"Drive. After speaking, Huangfu Fu glanced at the two people kneeling on the ground and kowtowing with disdain, then turned his face away, clamped the horse's belly, raised the exquisite horse whip held in his right hand, pointed forward, and shouted loudly: "Enter the Yunlong Gate." ”

"Enter the Yunlongmen!" tens of thousands of leading soldiers shouted in unison, only to make the tiles on the houses on the side of Shangluo Street rattle.

All of a sudden, countless Shangluo monks were standing on both sides of the street cheering loudly at Huangfu Fu and the others, or running to shout, and even many cultivators with long swords in their hands couldn't wait to follow behind the long line of Zhongjun leaders, and walked towards the Yunlong Gate of the Imperial Palace with an excited face.

In the face of this kind of military appearance, no one dared to resist, and no one could resist.

"Brother Guo," Zhang Bu looked at the team that was gradually moving away, turned his head to Guo Mo and said, "Do you want to come along?"

"Today's harvest has exceeded expectations. Guo Mo was completely relaxed at the moment, and grinned, "Brother Zhang was injured in the previous fight, and it happened that there was wine and meat brought by Brother Zhang, so it was better to choose a day than to hit the day, Guo Mo borrowed flowers and offered Buddha on this Wanchun Gate, and gave Brother Zhang wine to make amends, and hoped that Brother Zhang would give face." ”

"Hahahaha," Zhang Bu laughed heartily, "You and I really don't know each other." can make friends with such a heroic figure as Brother Guo, Zhang Bu can't ask for it, let's go, let's go drink together. Let them go to the affairs of the palace. ”