Chapter 1180: The Way of the Most Beautiful Man in the World (11)
"That's right, it's Gu Ziji."
The son of the aristocratic family sneered and asked his subordinates to bring bows and arrows. Taking advantage of this opportunity, he killed Gu Ziji with one arrow.
The rest of the people tried to stop him, but it was such a pity that such an outstanding person died like this.
However, the son of the aristocratic family had a bad temper. He said he wanted to kill Gu Ziji and he really wanted to kill him. He directly asked his servants to pull away the person who was blocking him, drew his bow and aimed an arrow at Gu Mo.
But just when the arrow was about to be shot, Gu Mo suddenly turned around and let the young man from the aristocratic family see that face. He was stunned for a moment and hurriedly dodged the arrow to the other side.
The arrow naturally missed and failed to kill Gu Mo.
However, Gu Mo's fierce generals discovered the location of the young man from the aristocratic family, immediately raised their swords and killed him, directly catching the young man from the aristocratic family.
When the other children of the aristocratic family saw this, they all dispersed.
The battlefield lasted until midnight, and finally Yuzhou City won.
The Jie people were defeated and fled in disgrace.
Xie Zhao wiped the blood from his face, walked to Gu Mo, put down the spear, "It will fulfill its mission."
Gu Mo raised his hand to brush the dead leaves off his shoulders and said:
"Xie Jiatunan, if we fight today, we will become famous all over the world."
War has always made heroes possible.
Xie Xuan and Zhilan Yushu in the history books became famous in the Battle of Feishui with a small number and defeated a large number in one battle, and their names have been immortalized in history ever since.
Xie Zhao smiled and said, "Those are not important."
Gu Mo smiled and asked: "Then what is the most important?"
Xie Zhao didn't answer, and Gu Mo didn't ask again.
Because her fierce generals caught the son of the aristocratic family who shot arrows at her.
"Master of the Castle, this person is acting like a villain with a cold arrow in his back. What do you think of how to deal with it?"
Gu Mo stared at the son of the aristocratic family.
The children of the aristocratic family turned red when they were looked at by Gu Mo's bright and intimidating eyes, and they pretended to be fierce and shouted:
"My young master, I have pierced an arrow at a hundred steps without missing a hit. If I hadn't seen how pretty you are, how would you have had a chance to survive if the arrow had been shot out?"
Everyone has mixed emotions. Who would have thought that being good-looking can save your life?
Gu Mo also touched his face. Gu Ziji's face was indeed a bit too beautiful.
In the original plot, he offended the Cui family, was fucked like that by the time-traveling girl, and was able to survive into his twenties, all because of this face.
He even escaped murder several times because of this face.
"Lord of the Castle, since this person can kill you once, he will definitely kill you again if he has the opportunity in the future. I will kill him now and make him headless immediately!"
One of Gu Mo's staff immediately stood up and stopped him, and then said to Gu Mo:
"Fort Master, this is a descendant of the Chen family, you cannot kill him!"
The Chen family, a wealthy family in Yingchuan, is the oldest aristocratic family in this era.
In comparison, Wang Xiedu can only be regarded as a rising star.
The most famous among them are Chen Shi, Chen Ji, and Chen Qun who proposed the nine-level Zhongzheng system.
Although the person in front of me is not a direct descendant of the Chen family, he is still a member of the Chen family.
In this place where family ties are important, if you touch him, you will touch the entire Chen family.
"Furthermore, his family is the third generation of a single family, and he has not yet married. If we kill him, the Chen family will definitely fight to the death with Gujiabao. The current situation in Gujiabao is not good for making enemies."
In troubled times, people are afraid of having children and not being able to support them, which will make them suffer, so they have no intention of having children.
But the aristocratic family is always afraid of losing its roots and prefers to have more children.
Therefore, aristocratic families have large populations and large families.
But this branch of the Chen family is different. No matter how hard they try, they can't produce any children. There is only one seedling in every generation.
Gu Mo's eyes turned, and the gaze he stared at Mr. Chen suddenly started to... glow green?
Mr. Chen shivered violently.
Gu Moxiao asked his staff, "Who did you say he is? A single descendant of three generations of the Chen family?"
"That's right."
Gu Mo burst out laughing, his laughter echoing throughout the battlefield.
The voice of the original voice was melodious, and laughing so heartily gave the battlefield filled with corpses a sense of vigor and vitality.
Everyone couldn't help but look at her.
But I heard her pat Mr. Chen on the shoulder and say:
"You came to kill me, you killed me really well!"
Mr. Chen, “…??”
She is so good-looking, but her brain is sick.
Mr. Chen was kidnapped back by Gu Mo, who called for help.
"Give him pen, ink, paper and inkstone."
The pen, ink, paper and inkstone were put up, and Gu Mo said to Mr. Chen: "Write."
Mr. Chen, “…??”
What to write? Do you want his calligraphy treasure?
Gu Mo said: "I say something, you write something."
Mr. Chen has been practicing good calligraphy since he was a child. Now he wanted to show off in front of Gu Mo, so he started writing.
Gu Mo read a sentence and he wrote a sentence. As he wrote, he suddenly felt something was wrong.
What does it mean to pay for your son's life by using salt mines, coal mines, and iron ores?
Mr. Chen looked up at Gu Mo with a look of disbelief on his face, "You, you, you want to extort money?"
Gu Mo raised his eyebrows, "Do you have any objections?"
Mr. Chen threw away the pen.
"A man is too powerful to yield! I, a descendant of the Chen family, are by no means greedy for life and afraid of death. Let me tell you, I will never write this letter even if I die!"
Gu Mo was holding a piece of weed in his hand and weaving a grasshopper, looking careless.
"For the sake of his backbone, let's give him a pleasure, cut off his head and send it to Mrs. Chen."
The man standing beside him immediately drew his knife.
The knife produced by Gujiabao was bright and sharp, and when the blade was swung at the Chen family's children, it was even cold.
Mr. Chen's legs went weak and he fell to the ground.
"I write! Write!"
He's not spineless, he's just imitating Gou Jian's example!
After the letter was delivered to the Chen family, Gu Mo ignored it.
Taking advantage of the time, she went to a nearby mountain to meet a friend of hers who lived in seclusion here.
This friend is a famous scholar from Jiangzuo. His surname is Xiang and his given name is Shuze.
In times of trouble and the imperial court's inaction, many people with both talent and political integrity began to live in seclusion, sometimes known as Jishan's ambition.
This is a kind of escape mentality after facing reality and being helpless.
I thought to myself that there was nothing I could do to save the situation anyway, so it was better to stay out of sight.
If you are rich, you can naturally live in seclusion as much as you want.
Over time, scholars began to advocate the trend of seclusion again, and everyone clamored to live in seclusion, making the world full of reclusive scholars.
Uncle Xiang was different. He said he lived in seclusion, but he really lived in seclusion for more than ten years.
When Gu Mo left, he was under the bamboo forest... knocking five stones together.
After eating, my body felt hot and dry, I pulled my clothes loosely, and read poems crazily while drinking.
Five-stone powder and strong liquor will simply make your life too long.
However, this was a fashion, and Gu Mo couldn't stop it, so he could only sit aside and watch him have fun.
After he was done getting high, Gu Mo said: "In recent years, I have studied a little bit about physiognomy. Just now I saw you drinking and taking drugs, and I felt that you are a short-lived physiognomist."
Uncle Xiang naturally understood the meaning of Gu Mo's words and just laughed, as if he was not afraid of death anyway.
Gu Mo silently opened his cup of warm water, took a sip of red date and wolfberry tea, and was speechless.
