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... ial Guards. Their sharp weapons shone with a biting cold light, and the walls and roofs were filled with archers with their bows drawn.
The half-hundred-year-old An Guohou was bundled up in bed with disheveled clothes, but he held up the death-free gold medal and shouted at the intruding imperial guards in an arrogant manner.
"You are so bold and reckless. I am the late emperor who personally granted you the title of Marquis. I beat you unconscious and killed traitorous ministers. ...
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