Warrior in Turbulent Han Dynasty Chapter 473: Have a good time

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Li Yu sat steadily on the high throne, making Guo Shao stand under the steps and only look up to see him.

If Li Yu was still an emperor with real power, then Guo Shao, as a military commander, would not be able to look up at him so much, but he had lost everything. Guo Shao looked at the palace lantern in Li Yu's hand. As long as he threw it on the firewood beside him, so much firewood and oil would burn the entire hall.

"What does the Southern Tang State want to do?" Guo Shao asked actively.

He is indeed a little puzzled by Li Yu's current practice: If he decides to die for his country, what are you waiting for? Now Zhou Jun has entered the palace. Isn't he still humiliated waiting to be caught? If he doesn't want to die, he should quickly offer the Yuxi seal; after all, he is the king of a country and he does not need to beg for mercy.

But Li Yu did nothing. He still sat on the high throne, not knowing what to do. Guo Shao felt his strong unwillingness and dissatisfaction, let alone resignation. He didn't answer Guo Shao's words, and sat there without saying a word.

However, Guo Shao didn't care about this. Whether Li Yu was convinced or not, he didn't have any strength, and he no longer had any threats; Li Yu now is not as strong as Dong Er next to Guo Shao. In fact, there is nothing to refuse. This world is the rule. If Guo Shao failed in the Tokyo mutiny, he would end up in this way. He would die without a place to bury him, and his wife Fu Ermei and even Fu Jinzhan would be humiliated...may end. Much more miserable than Zhou Xian and Zhou Jiamin.

Li Yu finally spoke: "I am ashamed of my ancestors, I lost the foundation of the Li family, and lost everything..."

Guo Shao blurted out what he was thinking: "This is how the world is. Look, I'm not that brutal to you yet."

He took his gaze back from the throne, after all, looking up at people is not so comfortable. Li Yu was still sighing sadness, but Guo Shao didn't want to waste time with him. Guo Shao walked up and down under the steps, thinking it over.

He finally said: "The Lord of Southern Tang should burn himself. I also think you should do that, but it is the best choice. The country collapses, commits suicide, and finally gives himself some face and integrity. The reputation is much better in the history of youth."

Li Yu didn't say a word.

Guo Shao waited for a while, and then remembered another thing. Zhou Xian said that Wu Yan faced Li Yu...if he died, he didn't have to face it.

He didn't hesitate anymore, turned around and left, without looking back, instructing the remaining guards beside him: "Help him set the fire out." Then he walked quickly towards the hall door.

Unexpectedly, Li Yu stood up suddenly and walked out to the door without saying a word. Guo Shao stood still and turned his head in a daze. The guard immediately grabbed Li Yu, and without a word, he drew out his waist knife and stabbed each of Li Yu's thighs, "Ah!" Li Yu cried out in pain, and fell to the ground.

The guard went up and picked up the lantern, just about to set it on fire.

Guo Shao immediately turned back and drew his sword from the scabbard, and said, "It's really cruel to burn to death... Although you sent someone to assassinate me first, I don't hate you too much. Guozhu Tang may be a historical celebrity in the future, I kindly send you a ride!"

Li Yu rounded his pupils and said hurriedly: "General Guo, don't kill me!"

Guo Shao shook his head: "Don't worry, I won't kill your concubines and family members, let alone abuse the people of Southern Tang. This land will soon be restored to Kyushu. You can go on the road with peace of mind... …"

Guo Shao said, grabbing Li Yu's robe and pressing it on the sword, and then slowly inserted the sword into his left chest. The blood did not splatter, but quickly soaked the cloth blocking the sword, and Li Yu's eyes quickly dissipated.

"Set fire!" Guo Shao threw the sword to the ground, wiped his hand on the corpse's clothes, turned and left.

He walked out of the palace, and there was a fire soon inside. Observing the surroundings, there are no buildings connected to this hall, and there are some large water tanks next to it. It should be difficult for the fire to spread.

The soldiers outside the hall looked at the fire inside, and looked at Guo Shao one after another. Guo Shao said loudly: "The Lord of the Southern Tang Dynasty decided to die!"

He left after he said, only that the blood on his hands was sticky. Seeing a stream not far away, he walked over to wash his hands. At this moment, Wang Pu, Shi Yan and others came by, watching the hall.

When Guo Shao turned his head to look, he saw that the fire had already rushed to the roof, and the entire magnificent palace was gradually engulfed by flames and smoke. Shi Yan said: "Hey! Marshal Guo, let's finally destroy the country, how about telling the brothers to have a good time here?"

Wang Pu and Guo Shao looked at each other immediately. Guo Shao coughed, and said, "Shi Yan takes orders."

Shi Yan's expression condensed, and he hurriedly clasped his fists to salute the army.

Guo Shao said: "With Shi Yan, he immediately led his troops out of the city and stationed on the river bank, waiting for the order."

Shi Yan's face suddenly turned black, and he said with a displeased look: "Mother, it's not me every time I hit the front and charge me? After the fight, I want to transfer me away, why did I fight!"

Guo Shao said: "The unarmed people here have no grudges with us. Why do you kill them? The people of the world are scared by our martial arts. No matter how uncontrollable, you will have to lose your job in the future. You think you just have a knife in your hand. Can it be great?"

Wang Pu praised after listening: "Dashuai Guo is a real hero."

Shi Yan is unhappy. Guo Shao asked: "Do you follow the military order?"

Shi Yan clasped his fist and said: "De Ling."

Guo Shao left here and boarded the imperial city tower to see the scenery of the imperial palace. He thought of Li Yu again, and felt that the only thing this person lost was the good words after the country's subjugation. At the moment, I didn't think much, and asked people to prepare paper and ink, and wrote down the familiar one, and planned to let Li Yu be named under Jiuquan.

"When is the Spring Flower and Autumn Moon? How much do you know about the past. The small building was windy last night, and the country was unbearable to return to the moonlight. The carved columns and jade masonry should still be there, but Zhu Yanchang. How can you be worried? Just like one River spring water flows eastward."

Guo Shao finished writing and read it again, always feeling that there was something wrong with this term. The poem of mourning for the subjugation of the country... Guo Shao doesn't feel like it now, anyway, it is his personal preference that is dissatisfied with this style. The same man who subjugated the country, Qu Yuan’s "Guoshan" "Courtesy is both courageous and martial, and ultimately strong and not to be overridden. The body is dead and the spirit is the spirit, and the soul is the ghost and hero." The tragic and majestic spirit of fighting to death is more Let Guo Shao appreciate.

He picked up the word, paced around the female wall, finally tore it to shreds, and threw it down the city. Suddenly the scraps of paper fluttered in the air like money from a funeral.

Go! Although it is a masterpiece of the ages, Guo Shao's private wish is that there will no longer be such a sadness in this world and this land. The spirit of being enmity with the son is getting lost more and more, it is better to pick up those things. Guo Shaoang raised his head, as if he heard the majestic call of the ancient ancestors in the sky to open up the land.