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By the streams in the valley, the campsites of the broken camps.

More than a hundred and so soldiers had hurriedly packed up and gathered in one place, but they looked at their generals and looked dazed.

The previous military order was correct, and he was to rest here for two days.

Now that a day has passed, and there is no movement around, General Gongsun wants his brothers to set off. And the general, who was dressed in rewarded gold armor, was clearly relied on by the royal court, and should have been high-spirited, why did he look cold and behave abnormally?

Without blame, he waved the bone ring in his left hand, and flipped the two leather bags over and dumped them, and there was suddenly a large pile of gold, silver and jewelry on the ground.

Everyone's eyes shone brightly, and they couldn't help but exclaim.

The gold ingots on the ground, I am afraid that there are tens of thousands, plus thousands of silver and jewelry, it is really a lot of wealth.

"I scraped together some money and goods, which should allow the brothers in the broken camp and those orphans and widows to live for half their lives. And bring the gold and silver back and divide them separately, don't miss or unevenly, please ask the two big brothers, Baofeng and Daoqi, to take care of the aftermath!"

Wu Blame simply said a few words, and said without doubt: "You will leave for your hometown immediately, and from then on you will return to the field and stay away from the battlefield." In addition...... he stretched out his hand to take off the golden armor and threw it on the ground with the golden helmet, and then tore off a piece of black hair from the top of his head and stuffed it into Bao Feng's hand, not without bitterness: "Brother Bao Feng, bury this and my armor in front of my father's grave, and when I accompany the second elder to do my filial piety, that barren mountain will be called the armor mountain!"

In his bone ring, there was originally a pile of gold, silver and jewelry, which he had thought of using to buy a large courtyard and live a prosperous life with a group of wives and concubines, and later on the way back to the capital, he really spent a lot of money. Now, in order to appease the brothers who broke the camp, he didn't think much about it and poured everything out, lest it be enough, so he snatched a sum from the hands of the position and others. Money is a small matter, and it is a big thing to be able to give those dead brothers an explanation after death. Otherwise, it is not as simple as heartache, I am afraid that I will feel guilty and uneasy for the rest of my life!

And whether he will be able to return to the capital next, he does not know. Or rather, he didn't know how to deal with those orphans and widows. He could only do everything he could to make amends and comfort, and tried to bury the past years on that barren mountain, hoping that everything would come to an end.

Bao Feng looked at the broken hair on his hand and said in surprise: "Childe, are you going to leave your brothers?"

Breaking the will is a kind of determination without hesitation. He seemed to have a guess and couldn't help but worry.

"Gongsun Gongzi, you and my brother will never abandon ......"

"General Gongsun ......"

The crowd didn't know what was going on, so they hurriedly spoke out to stay.

Wu Yi waved his hand and interrupted: "The love of the brothers, I will never forget it, but the day is not safe, I can only meet by fate! If you want to fulfill me, please leave quickly!" Seeing that the people around him were still reluctant, he turned around and pulled the mount he was riding, took off the black sword on the saddle, took the reins and handed it to Bao Feng, and shouted in a deep voice: "Brother Bao Feng, put away the gold and silver and set off!"

Bao Feng did not dare to disobey, so he had to carefully put away the broken hair, and put the gold and silver on the ground separately on the horse, and brought the suit of armor. With an order, more than 100 old brothers rode away one after another. And when he walked out of the distance, he couldn't help but look back, and there were clear and guilty words in his ears: "My grandson is not guilty, I can't live with those orphans and widows...... And Lao Lu, let the broken house accompany him......"

Bao Feng nodded heavily, his eyes slightly red.

Rather than thinking about it, Gongsun Gongzi is not very human, and the path he takes is very different from ordinary people. And getting along with each other is fate, and parting in a hurry to see the truth is so enough for the brothers!

Blameless watched Bao Feng and the old brothers of the broken camp leave, only to wait for the hundred or so horses to walk out of the valley and gradually disappear more than ten miles away, then he turned around with the black sword.

On the hillside not far away, there is a flagpole more than two feet long. The blood-stained and dilapidated battle flag hung low, even if the wind came, it was still unmoved, as if the war spirit in it had gone away, I don't know whether it was wandering on the battlefield of the Jin Ge Iron Horse, or indulging in the sound of the wind and sand horn and did not want to wake up.

Blameless put the black sword into the ring of bones, walked over and pulled out the flagpole, folded the battle flag and put it away, turned away from the hillside and went straight in the direction of the king's tent. As he walked, he surveyed the scenery in the valley.

In a trance, in the cool breeze blowing on the face, with a few residual chills, as well as the breath of the earth awakening, as well as the sound of grass jointing and spring insects breaking their shells, slowly came from all directions, and filled the sky and the earth......

When he returned to the hillside where the king's tent was located, the midday sun had deflected.

Blameless raised his hands at the guards guarding the door, signaled that he was not wearing weapons, and then drove straight into the tent.

"Gongsun is not to blame, why is it delayed for so long?"

The tent was still lit with candles and figures swaying, but there was more noise about the staggered cups, and it was obviously the time of the wine. Ji Shaodian and several elders on the left and right were all blushing, still raising their glasses, and when they turned around and saw Wu Blame appearing, he seemed to be very annoyed, and after burping, he staggered up and left the table, shouting loudly: "Come quickly, this king will punish you with three glasses...... Haha......" And when he moved, the two monks, Zi Jian and Zi Yuan, accompanied him left and right with wine glasses.

No blame went into the big tent.

In the big tent, most of the people who indulge in joy are the subordinates of Shaodian. Ji Lu still sat in the banquet, silently bowing his head and drinking alone. The two monks beside him, Ziquan and Zizhen, were also a little dull. Maybe Ji Lu lost his power and lost his majesty, even he and his cronies seemed incompatible with the noise around him.

And Qi Sanren was pulling a middle-aged strong man not far away to fight for wine, and shook his head and carried out the wine order, what "say luck, sigh the passing years, and make a bowl of wine with time"; Walking in the green building, meeting the red face, and meeting the wine altar in the strange way". The other party was poured by him cup after cup and his face was red and his neck was thick, but he was never tired of it.

Blameless glanced at Qi Sanren, raised his feet and walked forward.

Ji Shaodian stopped, raised his glass and waited, in the bright light, his blushing face was smiling. And in his eyes, there was an inexplicable look.

Zijian and Zijian suddenly rushed out and asked one after another, "General Gongsun, why did you start beating people?"

"Personal vendettas!"

"Why did your broken camp leave without permission?"

"His Royal Highness Shaodian has an order first, so he dismissed the broken camp!"

Wu Blame knew that his every move could not be hidden from the monk masters present, so he simply told him calmly, then grabbed a pot of wine from the table, and motioned to Ji Shaodian: "Your Highness forgives me for my sins, let me punish myself with three cups!"

Zi Jian and Zi Jian exchanged glances at each other, and both stepped back.

Ji Shaodian staggered over and greeted him, smiling more and more heartily: "Haha, brother is really happy......"

Wu Yi raised the jade pot, opened his mouth and swallowed it violently, a pot of wine bottomed out in an instant, he was still unsatisfied, and grabbed a jar of wine again: "Since His Royal Highness has the good intention of making peace, how dare you not know how to lift it up." His Royal Highness Ji Lu ......" He turned around and walked towards Ji Lu, and said with a hesitant expression: "If you reply to me, I will salute you for this jar of wine!"

Toasting with the enemy for a sentence means releasing the suspicion. He is showing weakness, or bowing his head and admitting defeat.

Ji Shaodian was overjoyed, and urged repeatedly: "Haha, just as I wish, I also ask Brother Wang to know everything and say everything, don't let down Gongsun Wujiao's painstaking ......"

Ji Lu sat still, slowly raised her head, her gloomy face showed a look of bewilderment, and then her eyes narrowed, as if she wanted to see through someone's illusion. After a while, he said suspiciously: "You...... Want to know what?"

Sitting next to him were Zi Quan and Zi Zhen, both with sharp eyes and a wary expression.

Wu Yi stood still slightly, perhaps by coincidence or intention, between him, Ji Shaodian and Ji Lu, the three sides were separated by more than a zhang. He let out a long sigh and said in a low voice, "I want to retrieve my sister's bones so that she can be by her father's side......"

Ji Lu stroked his beard with his hands, and his eyes kept scrutinizing.

But he looked at the wine jar in his hand, with a sad and helpless face.

Ji Lu nodded, thought for a moment, and muttered, "Your sister...... I've long forgotten...... Oh, it seems to have been thrown in the zoo, there should be no bones left......" He raised his glass, as if apologetically: "Count me first, I'll send you twenty virgins to talk to make up for ...... another day"

Wu Yi still looked at the wine jar in his hand, his eyes were a little straight, his teeth "Gaba" sounded, and the corners of his mouth showed a miserable smile.

When the person died, Ji Lu didn't take it to heart at all, and threw it into the beastyard, which was to feed the jackals, tigers and leopards. And he should pay for my sister's life with twenty women?

"Smack-"

At this point, a slap in the face rang out. Everyone was still paying attention and was suddenly startled, but they saw that the two parties were standing and sitting without moving, but someone at the end of the seat at the other end was shouting and scolding.

"You...... Why did you hit me?"

"If you don't eat a toast, you will be punished for drinking, and you will be beaten by this way......"

A drunken strong man covered his cheeks, looking very angry. And Qi Sanren, who was drinking with him, was also drunk, staggered up, and actually raised his legs and kicked: "This Tao is an immortal, how dare you be a mortal and a mortal to commit ...... off?"

It seems that the two of them are drunk, and this situation is not unusual. Some people are so drunk that they don't even recognize their parents.

However, the two sides of the dispute were not ordinary people. One is a general, and he is not inferior in the royal family. The other is a monk, an enshrinement in the barracks. That's how the two of them got drunk and made trouble. What's more, one person was beaten and kicked and rolled directly to the ground, overturning the case, and suddenly the wine and meat glasses were in a mess. But the old Tao was unrelenting, staring at a pair of drunken eyes and pointing at all directions and scolding: "You are all grass mustard, pigs and dogs are not as good, and cheap things ......"

This scolding is too ugly!

At the celebration banquet, there are two royal palaces, even the masters of the Xianmen who have to give three points, but now they are scolded by an old fortune teller and none of them are spared. What's more, he is not a disciple of Ziding Mountain, but an elderly cultivator who has not cultivated well!

"The junior is presumptuous, kick him out-"

Ziquan shot up and scolded angrily. Among the monks present, his cultivation was the highest, and of course he had to take the lead.

A few monks from Ziding Mountain did not dare to slack off, and set off to pounce on the people who were rushing towards Qisan.

And Lao Dao started to get drunk and crazy, at least he had the record of Yunxiaolou, and he jumped and scolded angrily: "As a monk, indiscriminately, join forces to deal with fellow Daoists, how different from beasts......" Before his words fell, he raised his hand and threw out a handful of paper talismans.

With a "bang", a large ball of fire exploded, but it did not burn the opponent, but frightened everyone present in panic.

"Oh, this way is outnumbered, let's go-"

Qi Sanren's shot failed, as if he had woken up, turned around and ran, and jumped out of the tent door in the blink of an eye.

In the midst of the chaos, I heard someone exclaim, "Help me—"